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Post by drannec on Jan 8, 2016 22:59:51 GMT
It was a pleasantly normal day out in the rolling hills of the Spinach Wastes, the kind that farmers from all over praised. Plenty of sunshine, plenty of warmth despite the winter season... it would be a wonderful day to relax or really anything. Not a cloud in the sky, except for the circle of bizarre red clouds collecting in a tight circle in the sky but nobody really -- wait what the hfil is going on?
Eyes peered uncertainly at the unnatural formation and memories returned to many events in the past. Yes, these farm lands were notorious for first encounters, and few of them were of the good sort. Their wariness turned to worry as the clouds seemed to form a solid shape, a circular disk of red floating in the sky, which turned to fear and a lot of the smarter inhabitants running to their houses at the next development. A black pentagram appeared on the smooth bottom surface, an obviously evil sign, and the pentagram in it's center seemed to cave in endlessly. A red expanse showed itself, the hazy walls constantly flowing from wherever this gate was coming from but never escaping the entrance. Or exit it ended up being as a single form, barely larger from a speck by any ground viewer, fell through the hole.
Drannec's journey was surprisingly tame for traveling between dimensions, almost like he was falling through a blood red version of space. There was no wind making his trench coat and long hair to whip around like angry snakes, there was no sinking feeling either. It felt more like he was just floating, and he might have fallen asleep if he wasn't dwelling on how close he was at success just to have snatched away. He could have been a demon lord! Instead he was now on a one way trip to Earth, informally banished if it were. After some time he noticed a stronger glow starting to come from behind him. Seems this joyride was reaching it's terminus.
The speck plummeted to the earth, his hands on his wide-rimmed hat made of some black material so that it wouldn't fly off of him, with the wind rushing around his body. He contemplated stopping himself before he had a rather abrupt meeting with the ground, but what was the point? Everything he had worked for was up there, past the already rapidly disappearing red gate that brought him here. It's not like there's anything that could be worth-
THUD!
The hybrid's back impacted jarringly with the earth after falling for at least a good mile, not that it did much more than knock the wind out of him. So he just laid there, his jacket opened up around him like leathery wings of some fallen angel as he stared up into the sky. The sun shone brilliantly up above, thankfully not causing any eye strain on the half-demon thanks to the heavy shades shielding his eyes. One thought crossed his mind as he remained unmoving in the small crater caused by his body.
So now what do I do?
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 10, 2016 20:06:54 GMT
Enjoying the pleasant day on the rolling hills of the spinach wastes a simple fellow called Ayumu that had started to find himself in a strange and unique position with this creature called Hana constantly working on something in the forests he would rather soon find out what it was.
A large stall on heels that required a person to carry it forwards, the old man was right now in the process of moving across one of the dirt paths while in the middle of his conversation he would find this explosion onto the ground rather unique.
"Hana, Did you see that?"
Ayumu spoke, nearly instantly as his eyes managed to find this remaining part of the thrown up dust slowly waving along with the northern wind that calmly blew across the area, knowing that Hana had given him a single certain nod. His feet slowly starting to sink into the ground, almost as if he was preparing himself before carrying the entire cart that was sealed off into the sky with vicious jumps, the rattling of metallic tools being heard loudly in the back of the cart that Ayumu carried. At first glance people would be able to see its simple manner of how it was made, with the chairs being made to be able to be pulled out in a L like shape out of the bottom of the Bar Counter, each inscribed with a soft rune like inscription on each seat top. The top of the bar counter had a thick slate of stone that is kept rather clean via an old trick he learned due to his age, The many tricks and solutions as a small plant like cloth is almost stuffed inside the sealed off site of the Stall, Truely showing how from improvised materials he was able to make something along the likes of a ramen stall but for a multitude of variations. Yet as he soon would attempt nearby the person, smacking the side of the stall and Hana from inside pushing open the set up, unfolding a covering to protect oneself from the sun or the rain in the need of dire weather, while she spoke rather bluntly.
"Hey weakling! Would you mind a meal?, It only costs you-"
"Shush Hana, I do not cook for a profit, Hey, Get off your behind, Would you mind helping this old man test his recipies by proof testing his abilities?"
Giving a kind smile, he would start to make his way into the stall, turning his back to you even as you could see that the rags he was wearing were rather old, even tattered with multiple spots of blood. They didn't look too old, but it was quite a bit of alarm.
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Post by drannec on Jan 11, 2016 1:28:17 GMT
Suprisingly, the first indicator of someone approaching him was actually the loud sound of various pieces of metal rapidly and roughly jostling into each other. Drannec's senses questioned in the direction of the noise, identifying someone who was relatively close to his own strength and he simply settled in to the ground more casually -- setting up the appearance of one perfectly content despite the inner turmoil of his mind. He tilted his hat to cover his face and placed his arms behind his head as if he were taking a nap while he waited for the person to arrive. The thought of aggression passed through his mind, what if the person coming wanted to kill him? Let it happen then. He didn't belong here anyway. Death would be welcome even. Why not just kill yourself then?
A small frown touched his lips as he pondered that. No, he couldn't do that. He was still the prince of beasts was he not? He still had his pride at least, even if he was a lost prince. While he didn't react when whatever this man's contraption was that he banged into it's true form, his ears twitched when he heard a feminine voice address him. Speaking of pride! Drannec slowly clenched his hands behind his head as he felt a burning sensation in the pit of his stomach. There was no way he was going to take that lying down, especially when the insulted isn't even noticeably stronger than the one delivering the insult!
The hybrid's ears collected the man rebutting his companion before giving him a request, but his mind was focused on other things. He was running a set of moves in his mind, making sure he wouldn't mess it up. Nothing would be more humiliating than that. Just as the unidentified man finished speaking Drannec kicked off of the ground, pushing his body vertical with his head still near the ground. Holding onto his precious hat with one arm, he used the other one to push off the ground and into the sky. The momentum of the two-point liftoff would have made him backflip repeatedly if he hadn't twisted the hand as he pushed with. Instead he spun around rapidly as he slowly flipped upright in the air. A purple shimmer of carefully controlled Ki glowed over him as he controlled his descent, his coattails spreading out beautifully as he spun, until he gracefully tapped down on the ground outside of the miniature crater he made while facing the two beings.
"You'd better watch what you say to strangers miss, there's no telling who might take exception to what you're saying." The hybrid warned as he removed his hat, revealing a rather petite looking set of horns parting his long dark hair as he made a show of dusting off the headpiece. He didn't respond to the invitation of food, perhaps he forgot it during the showmanship and idle threats?
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 11, 2016 2:22:13 GMT
While she simply tapped her foot onto the ground, the female called Hana then spoke, her tone obviously of somebody who obviously was rather cocky.
"Hey, Hey, Hey! You think you ca-"
Before a man with a powerlevel of one, compared to this creature with a powerlevel of 3224 was able to pull back the struggling child. Soon bringing himself to reach out his hand through the window. The smile on his face obviously showing he had rather good intentions but what he said after that was truely some sort of honest comment he made!
"Mister, may i offer you a handshake and offer you a meal? It is on the house as i simply would not attempt to let this lil' one strike you, but i must say!"
Pointing towards the hat you are holding, not even giving a single glance towards your horns.
"Did you use a wish on that thing? That is one hell of a amazing hat i must say so myself!"
Ayumu spoke happily simply starting to gather his tools and make sure everything was in place. His entire body seemed rather well muscled, yet his powerlevel gave an entirely diffrent opinion, even carrying the large steaks that were immense made no sense for somebody of a powerlevel of 1! But it all became weirder when he even talked down upon somebody atleast Three thousand, two hundred and twenty four times stronger than him! Starting to explain how its bad to simply talk down to people!
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Post by drannec on Jan 12, 2016 0:00:21 GMT
Drannec frowned disapprovingly when the small girl started a retort, and interrupted her by her fourth word. "Oi! Wait a bit will you? Can't you see I'm cleaning my hat?" He exclaimed, only bothering to look up when he finished talking to notice that she had been whisked into the traveling restaurant and that the elder of the two was reaching out with an offered handshake from within the cart. The hybrid placed his hat back on his head as he heard the man repeat the request, but he refused to grasp the hand. In fact he deemed it beneath him to shake the hand of someone so insignificant as a weak mortal near the end of their life. Drannec felt like he could blink and this stranger would have killed over within that timeframe. Still, it wouldn't hurt to at least humor the human's repeated offer.
"A meal would do nicely." He replied, the hybrid's voice as smooth as royal silk. He had no hate for the human, just wasn't about to dish out undue respect. As he moved to sit himself down in the store, he heard the old man ask about his prized hat. The hybrid glanced up at it on his head, although his eyes were hidden behind dark sunglasses so the action would be invisible. "Oh this?" He asked, raising his hand to flick its rim as he sat down. "It wasn't really made special. I've just had it for at least 200 years now, plus it's mine. I always take care of my own, especially when it comes to appearance." He replied, although as he gave his answer his shoulders slumped and sadness tinged his voice. Noticed or not, Drannec simply leaned on the counter-top as he watched the old man make some initial preparations, lost in thought over the bitter and decisive defeat he just endured.
The hybrid shifted a bit as he heard this vigorous old man actually schooling someone inconceivably stronger than he was. It was absurd, yet even more appalling was that she seemed to be listening to him! He studied the odd pair for a moment longer before coughing politely to grab their attention. "Excuse me for interrupting, but I'm just curious what kind of relationship you two have?" Tactfully he didn't say what was on his mind that no way someone should be pushed around by someone so insignificant as this elder. "And while I'm asking questions: What kinds of food to you cook here human -- er, may I also ask for your names? I wish to be referred to as Drannec myself." He concluded, his macelike tail curling and waving about peacefully behind him.
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Jan 12, 2016 9:03:53 GMT
Simply chuckling softly, The old bastard called Ayumu would bring his mouth corners upwards while simply smiling towards you, Almost as if showing a precious kind of emotion called trust. Placing his hand on a knife, a stone, blunt and useless knife for a cook, Yet his way of handling it gave a soft whistling sound as the level of ki you were able to sense, if it was not for the mere reason that you were a hundred percent correct you could actually start to doubt yourself, a small gust of wind travelling outwards past you as the meat was perfectly sliced in two while he was making thick skewers of meat with a strange, blood red vegetable stuck in the middle.
"A two hundred year old hat you say? That is atleast one third of my life huh, That hat has gone through one hell of a expierience and probably still feels loyal to the one who carried him cleanly through all those years"
Hana would bring herself forwards, Taking out a few skewers that were rather thick and rather unwieldy for anybody but warriors like us, at these immense power levels we had. Yet the old man called Ayumu managed to handle them rather well, while giving a suprised stare at Hana's comforting attitude towards him.
"Should i tell him?"
"Let me, Hey, Drannec was it?, My name is Ayumu and this is Hana"
Simply placing down his palm onto the small female while rummaging through her hair before placing the meat onto the the skewers along with the deeply soaked fruits. Placing them into a black sauce that seemingly started to stick to the meat and fruit before hardening rather swiftly. Ayumu handing you one of the thick skewers, the smell starting to radiate rather swiftly. The scent of a kingdom, the scent of a thousand workers who served under a single ruling hand, the simply flavour of power came from this meal that filled a person up with a mere single bite. Finishing up the entire skewer would be a challenge on its own!
"Life in its essence if a constant energy, like ki, like mana, so many new methods of energy are being discovered while i must say one thing~, Your noble air and the simple care of your hat may bring your life alot of luck in the future"
"Just cut to the chase Ayumu!"
"Nah, he wont believe it, Let us just finish up this skewer and then we can bring forth a nice meal over a hot fire and a delicious chunk of meat!"
The discussion the two had started to get on between them was getting rather side tracked as soon she was about to start to even discuss a small squirrel that ran past the stall just a few moments ago. But after a short realization about your last question, you would find Ayumu starting to question a bit about himself before starting to speak to you quite honestly.
"Well..."
His eyes shifting towards Hana, making you realize what was going on, as he didn't want to betray his trust to her, yet in the eyes of somebody who was grown up in the royal livelyhood it would seem like he was shifting the explanation to a lesser minion. With her head giving a mere nod before starting to rant on towards you!
"Well, it seems that this person here managed to completely one sidedly destroy me, i was atleast ten times as strong as i was now before he managed to seal me within his body and capture my entire essence into his being!, Yet nobody is able to believe my words as his power is so strong that everybody believes he is a one powerlevel old man!"
"Shut it Hana, you are simply trying to make things worse for me again, Keep yourself calm!"
Ending up in the two starting to argue for a little bit before Hana went back to the little beanbag in the corner to take a nap which he had ordered her to do.
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Post by Otto on Jan 25, 2016 6:35:42 GMT
Sorry to see you guys didn't want to finish it, was a pretty cool thread. drannec1457 word count 1857 zeni Nostalgic Ayumu1391 word count 1669 Zeni
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