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sper Taiga with Ōku Nomoji.
April 1 ·
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?﴿ Closed RP. Chose a muse. Any one of yers.
Like a tiger in the urban jungle, the duo coloured haired teen with the many scars wandered through the rain soaked streets of Neo Kyoto. A little rain never hurts anyone. However, rain... a rainy day brought him memories of something.
"The rain... How I got my scars from fuckin' bullies when I was only ten..."
He came to a stop, still with his hands in his pants pockets. He was silent as he bit his lower lip.
"Heh... When I came home, Taeko was pissed at me for ruinin' my uniform for school n' comin' home covered in scars. Didn't get the chest one until a year late when I got pissed at someone."
However, his optimistic expression faded as he let off a rather lonesome sigh. Scars were a badge of honour. At least that is what his brother figure, Matsu told him. The toughest of the tough would bear the scars. A coward would've fled and risked getting killed. Akira? He stayed and defended himself that day.
He took a finger and traced the deep wound that was on his left arm. That did bring back allot of memories of that day.
The rain seemed to be letting up, but the clouds were still in the sky. A walk though town or even heading out of town and to the country side sounded better and more relaxing.
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Ōku Nomoji
Ōku Nomoji [~Olash Draconica~]
[~OC~]
Many a year had passed since the last time the Knight of Dragons had entered within the Ancient Forest. This was the place he had been trained as an assassin, a warrior from the very beginning of the wheel of time. It was strange, returning to such a place, but that was how it was meant to be. Sighing softly, the dark-clad male walked closer to one of the old trees where he once trained his own fledglings into well-grown and fully aware killers, the places where he raised them to become able to carry out their tasks and take care of their own. Such a time that was; such a time that was long past.
Now, instead of a hired mercenary - though he still took on bounties at any given time - the man was a warrior, a man that protected entire Kingdoms from death and destruction. A peculiar ideal that would transform the murderer of beasts into an angel of protection - or rather, a demon in his case. There were oft times others would come to him for advice, come to him for his abilities that had nothing to do with his physical prowess, and he would be more than willing to assist them.
Regardless, his skills were not yet dampened by the ages; instead, he was still as ready and fight-worthy as he had ever been. After all, creatures such as himself did not age; creatures such as himself did not flee. He placed his hands on the bark of the tree, giving a soft smile as the life continued to feed through to him. Ah yes; the Forest - which was his second home away from home - was still thriving, though it seemed to have been many a year since anyone had visited their roots.
That indeed, was saddening, but there was naught to be done of it. Regardless of how much he wished it to be different. Taking in a breath, he closed his eyes, focusing on the tree as he felt the power surge through him. He had another mission awaiting for him, yet this time, it was not a mission he wished to partake in. Regardless, he was given the orders, and those orders were absolute. He already knew of the corruption going behind closed doors; his main concern were for the people of that Kingdom.
Alas, finding a suitable replacement should not be that difficult.
His new target was the Queen of Arkhosia, a woman named Indra. For many years, she had been causing corruption amongst her people, and while initially, it was for the betterment of her country, she had slowly began to leech the life out of the surrounding governments - and even from the people of her own estate. It was time for her to be taken care of, and that would take a decent amount of planning.
----
Finally, he had arrived in a small place known as Neo Tokyo, a place where he was stated that he could meet with people that would be able to assist him in whatever world was deemed as necessary for his own gain. Regardless of that, it was enjoyable, being able to remain in the country side.
Air rose significantly, the rain finally dying down.. It was peaceful, and the world was lovely indeed. It was then that his wondering eyes did see a certain bruiser, seeming to be lost within his own, personal thoughts.
Olash needed assistance, had to try to find a place where he could go and relax for a while.. But, naturally, not being a native of this new place, it would be difficult for him to find his way to the city, let alone do anything else.
"Excuse me?"
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Esper Taiga
Esper Taiga His hands were in his pockets and his expression feeling rather relaxed. The young bruiser sighed softly. Neo Tokyo wasn't like Neo Kyoto. It was far more busier and harder to find things. Mainly shops, places to eat and even the people here were somewhat friendly. Speaking of... his stomach emitted a low growl.
"Ah man..." He muttered to himself. "Hungry n' I gots no cash on hand. Ah well. Not like I can do anythin' 'bout it..."
He closed his eyes a bit and exhaled a heavy sigh. At least he could try to move on and move forwards. At least he had nothing to worry about, right? However, what could he do? Something else or someone was around.
"Oi?"
Looking around, he could hear a voice. So someone was around, but who?It wasn't like he could cup his hands around his mouth and give out a call. No, this person was near. Placing his hands in his pockets, Akira rubbed the side of his face.
Turning to see someone before him, he placed his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. This was a way of him showing he was friendly to the other. At least he hoped this person didn't attack him.
"Oi. Ya need somethin'? He asked. "It's a jungle out here. So heh. Ya need help? I could lend a hand or two to ya, yo."
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Ōku Nomoji
Ōku Nomoji [~Olash Draconica~]
Olash breathed in quietly, covering his mouth further with the handkerchief that he kept wrapped around his features. It seemed as though things were going to be going well for them, at least for a small while. Where was this place? That was his first question. Who was the bruiser? Definitely the second.
Giving a congenial nod, the silent man kept his blade on his back, black eyes sparkling with something that did not seem to be dangerous, but was definitely power that was far out of the ordinary.
"I am a friend," he stated, deciding that offering his name, or at least his position towards the Esper, would be the better idea. "Olash is my name. I came to this land unannounced; I've no idea where it is I am."
His features seemed to bow a little bit in respect, perhaps even a little bit of apology as well. "Unfortunately, I will need help searching my way around. Would you be so kind as to assist?"
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April 1 ·
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?﴿ Closed RP. Chose a muse. Any one of yers.Like a tiger in the urban jungle, the duo coloured haired teen with the many scars wandered through the rain soaked streets of Neo Kyoto. A little rain never hurts anyone. However, rain... a rainy day brought him memories of something.
"The rain... How I got my scars from fuckin' bullies when I was only ten..."
He came to a stop, still with his hands in his pants pockets. He was silent as he bit his lower lip.
"Heh... When I came home, Taeko was pissed at me for ruinin' my uniform for school n' comin' home covered in scars. Didn't get the chest one until a year late when I got pissed at someone."
However, his optimistic expression faded as he let off a rather lonesome sigh. Scars were a badge of honour. At least that is what his brother figure, Matsu told him. The toughest of the tough would bear the scars. A coward would've fled and risked getting killed. Akira? He stayed and defended himself that day.
He took a finger and traced the deep wound that was on his left arm. That did bring back allot of memories of that day.
The rain seemed to be letting up, but the clouds were still in the sky. A walk though town or even heading out of town and to the country side sounded better and more relaxing.
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3You and 2 others
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Ōku Nomoji
Ōku Nomoji [~Olash Draconica~]
[~OC~]
Many a year had passed since the last time the Knight of Dragons had entered within the Ancient Forest. This was the place he had been trained as an assassin, a warrior from the very beginning of the wheel of time. It was strange, returning to such a place, but that was how it was meant to be. Sighing softly, the dark-clad male walked closer to one of the old trees where he once trained his own fledglings into well-grown and fully aware killers, the places where he raised them to become able to carry out their tasks and take care of their own. Such a time that was; such a time that was long past.
Now, instead of a hired mercenary - though he still took on bounties at any given time - the man was a warrior, a man that protected entire Kingdoms from death and destruction. A peculiar ideal that would transform the murderer of beasts into an angel of protection - or rather, a demon in his case. There were oft times others would come to him for advice, come to him for his abilities that had nothing to do with his physical prowess, and he would be more than willing to assist them.
Regardless, his skills were not yet dampened by the ages; instead, he was still as ready and fight-worthy as he had ever been. After all, creatures such as himself did not age; creatures such as himself did not flee. He placed his hands on the bark of the tree, giving a soft smile as the life continued to feed through to him. Ah yes; the Forest - which was his second home away from home - was still thriving, though it seemed to have been many a year since anyone had visited their roots.
That indeed, was saddening, but there was naught to be done of it. Regardless of how much he wished it to be different. Taking in a breath, he closed his eyes, focusing on the tree as he felt the power surge through him. He had another mission awaiting for him, yet this time, it was not a mission he wished to partake in. Regardless, he was given the orders, and those orders were absolute. He already knew of the corruption going behind closed doors; his main concern were for the people of that Kingdom.
Alas, finding a suitable replacement should not be that difficult.
His new target was the Queen of Arkhosia, a woman named Indra. For many years, she had been causing corruption amongst her people, and while initially, it was for the betterment of her country, she had slowly began to leech the life out of the surrounding governments - and even from the people of her own estate. It was time for her to be taken care of, and that would take a decent amount of planning.
----
Finally, he had arrived in a small place known as Neo Tokyo, a place where he was stated that he could meet with people that would be able to assist him in whatever world was deemed as necessary for his own gain. Regardless of that, it was enjoyable, being able to remain in the country side.
Air rose significantly, the rain finally dying down.. It was peaceful, and the world was lovely indeed. It was then that his wondering eyes did see a certain bruiser, seeming to be lost within his own, personal thoughts.
Olash needed assistance, had to try to find a place where he could go and relax for a while.. But, naturally, not being a native of this new place, it would be difficult for him to find his way to the city, let alone do anything else.
"Excuse me?"
Like · Reply · 1 · April 5 at 9:07pm
Esper Taiga
Esper Taiga His hands were in his pockets and his expression feeling rather relaxed. The young bruiser sighed softly. Neo Tokyo wasn't like Neo Kyoto. It was far more busier and harder to find things. Mainly shops, places to eat and even the people here were somewhat friendly. Speaking of... his stomach emitted a low growl.
"Ah man..." He muttered to himself. "Hungry n' I gots no cash on hand. Ah well. Not like I can do anythin' 'bout it..."
He closed his eyes a bit and exhaled a heavy sigh. At least he could try to move on and move forwards. At least he had nothing to worry about, right? However, what could he do? Something else or someone was around.
"Oi?"
Looking around, he could hear a voice. So someone was around, but who?It wasn't like he could cup his hands around his mouth and give out a call. No, this person was near. Placing his hands in his pockets, Akira rubbed the side of his face.
Turning to see someone before him, he placed his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. This was a way of him showing he was friendly to the other. At least he hoped this person didn't attack him.
"Oi. Ya need somethin'? He asked. "It's a jungle out here. So heh. Ya need help? I could lend a hand or two to ya, yo."
Unlike · Reply · 1 · May 6 at 8:47pm
Ōku Nomoji
Ōku Nomoji [~Olash Draconica~]
Olash breathed in quietly, covering his mouth further with the handkerchief that he kept wrapped around his features. It seemed as though things were going to be going well for them, at least for a small while. Where was this place? That was his first question. Who was the bruiser? Definitely the second.
Giving a congenial nod, the silent man kept his blade on his back, black eyes sparkling with something that did not seem to be dangerous, but was definitely power that was far out of the ordinary.
"I am a friend," he stated, deciding that offering his name, or at least his position towards the Esper, would be the better idea. "Olash is my name. I came to this land unannounced; I've no idea where it is I am."
His features seemed to bow a little bit in respect, perhaps even a little bit of apology as well. "Unfortunately, I will need help searching my way around. Would you be so kind as to assist?"
Like · Reply · May 10 at 8:36pm