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K Is out on a walk hoping to ease his mind and clear some frustration. He ends up stumbling across the infamous Rearing Stallion.

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[The Rearing Stallion] One Free Drink (Shiress)

Postby Kisetukai on April 4th, 2013, 11:11 pm

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My name...K began to think about Kise. He began to become slightly distant without knowing it. "I'm sorry." K said slyly. "I'm Kisetukai Yamehaka. Squire of Ser Corben. My squad patrols the city..." "To ensure...Your safety." he said as he lightly pointed at her. K had begun to think he was losing it...His flare that is. Perhaps, maybe this girl just wasn't for sale. Perhaps she wasn't the type that valued being pampered yet treated horribly by a knight. Most of the girls that K attracted had loved him more because he was a squire, and he knew this. 

"Kisetukai." He mumbled. "Now that you know my name...Tell me.  Why are you so...Distant?" He looked at the sad coins on the table and chuckled to himself. "That trick always worked." He said to himself. "Tell me why...You think your different than every other commoner around here." He felt it coming on, his temper tantrum. Whenever he didn't get his way, he would always lash out and find a way to blame it on someone else. "You...Your not special." He said as he stopped looking at her and stood up. He began to take small pieces of lint from the surface of his cloak and pluck them on the floor.

"I haven't been here for that long and already the commoner's dirt is beginning to settle on me." He scoffed at her. "Perhaps I thought you were different. But your not special...Your just like these other worthless people her." He slammed a fist on the table causing the coins to jump as he swiftly scooped them all up. "So tell me...What makes you special!" He said slowly as he paused in between words. "What makes you so different?!" He wasn't quite sure why he was so frustrated. Perhaps because he wasn't having his own way with her, perhaps because he didn't feel like he needed to put in so much time for a commoner, perhaps because...He was beginning to lose it. Or had he already lost it?
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Postby Shiress on April 5th, 2013, 12:38 am




Her eyes moved to the man's face as he began his introduction. Noticing his tone as he spoke she cringed a bit and sat straight. She took a sip from her mug before placing it on the table.

"Distant?" She said in a low voice, but before she could continue he mumbled something to the effect of "trick" and "working" just loud enough for the girl to hear enough to gather what he meant.

This sent the green eyed barmaid stewing in her growing annoyance. As he continued to speak, however, her annoyance began to give way to an all to familiar form of intimidated silence. This wasn't the first time her words had sent a man into a disgusting bout of spewing insults at her.

"So tell me...What makes you special!" The man spewed. Though to Shiress it was heard as "Who do you think you are."

Every time the man asked this question, she heard his voice followed by the voice of another man playing out in her head. Both asking different insulting questions, but both gave her the same feeling.

Again, the girl sat quiet as the man spoke, just as she had done last season, sitting on the edge of her bed in her tiny apartment.

Her body jerked as the mans fist met the table, while, at the same time the door of her tiny apartment slammed closed, leaving her alone, hurt and only herself to question. Her eyes slowly closed, but unlike before, there were no tears. Her lids closed over eyes that were filling with rage. Unlike before, the man still stood before her. He hadn't cowardly spewed his words while stomping away. Unlike before, she could fight back.

With her face still lowered, her eyes opened slowly. The feeling in her chest beckoned release as it gained intensity with every word the man's mouth uttered. This uncontainable urge pressed closer to her throat, mouth and finally her tongue and blasted uncontrollably past her lips.

"You sir, tell me who you think you are." She growled while forcing herself from her chair. The tavern and it's patron's melting away behind her leaving only herself staring into brown eyes mingling with blue. His size, demeanor or the fact he could break her with one fist was blinded by eyes full of pure rage. The girl that walked into the tavern for her day of work bells earlier vanished while a never before seen green eyed woman stood her ground and would have her say.
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Postby Kisetukai on April 5th, 2013, 2:10 am

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"You sir, tell me who you think you are." Kise's head rumbled as her question echoed deep into his thick skull. "Who am I?" he silently asked himself as he had tried to calm down. Who..Am I? 

No.

K had quickly decided that he would not give this up so easy. For him now, it was the simple fact that this girl was being difficult, or at least in his eyes she was. "Who am I?" he said aloud with his rage quickly growing. "Who am I?!" K yelled out one more time as his mighty voice rattled the room. "A filthy commoner doesn't deserve to even know me or associate with me." "And it's not who do I think I am...It's who I know I am." "Listen closely you poor...poor creature." He demanded as he roughly grabbed her arm, forcing her to look at him. He was now yelling viciously, releasing all of his pent up energy, and he chose to finally let it all go...Here.

"I am Kisetukai Yamehaka, squire of Ser Corben Rathe in the blue. I am a knight...Not a knight in training. I am a knight! I can have you in the tank in less than a chime." He squeezed her arm to emphasize his words. "The tank...Do you know what the tank is?" He squeezed harder until he felt the finger tips of his hand squeeze into her. His right hand ...His right arm, his strongest arm. 

"I can work you like a slave...I can have you work for the rest of your life. I can show no mercy." "Who am I?" "I am a simple man...Yet I am not a common man." He released her arm. "I am a man who has lost everything and is trying to gain it all. I want power...I want fame...I want pain...I want it..All." He felt a tear stroll down his cheek, quickly swiping his face to remove it while keeping his proud voice. "Sometimes knights go missing...We put our life on the lines so you people won't have to.." He said starting to slow down a bit as he remembered his mom. "That's who I am. I am not like you or the other scoundrels that walk this town...I am a knight." "I am [b]Kisetukai Yamehaka." "Pleasure to meet you." He concluded as he sat down roughly and awaited a flurry of responses from the soft girl. He didn't mean to hurt her, but he had to release this anger.
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Postby Shiress on April 5th, 2013, 11:32 pm



Now what? You petching female fool, learn to keep your mouth shut. There is nothing you can do now...but take it- Elijah Jordan


The man's absurd arrogance and the anger surging from it caused Shiress' heart to twist and pound inside her chest. A battle of emotion dueling it out on the battlefield of her mind. Courage against cowardice, fight against submission, who she really was against who she wanted to be.

As the man's grip locked against her arm it sent a spiraling wave of numbness through her body. He wanted her to look at him as he spewed his venomous words, but her eyes closed in defiance as her battle ensued.

This is nothing! Just empty words from an immature boy who barely grasps what it means to be a man.

Her mind fought every word, blocking their intentions with unheard insults to the lesser speaker, blocking the words meant to cut and drive her down, blocking the man's will to make her weak. The woman knew how to lessen the blow given by a man's voice. Even as his words stung and stabbed against her heart, she still stood with no tears.

As his fingers tightened around her arm, he would speak the last words she would hear.

I can work you like a slave

The tips of her fingers pressed firmly against the palms of her hands as the remainder of his words fell on deaf ears. Her emotional battle abruptly came to an end with one will prevailing victoriously over the other through an onslaught of seven words.

Her body shook violently past a pounding heart as freedom raptures through chains of dark memory. The silent beast within the slave girl that long festered on torment, ridicule and pain has heard the words needed to summon it, the words needed to claim control of a weakened mind and a weakened body.

Her eyes narrowed as they trailed along the floor, watching the man as he sat. Quiet and motionless she remained until the man became silent. Her face lifted as her brows lowered above emerald eyes locking against the brown of his. Her hand lifted and pressed against the table, steadying her shaking body, drawing in a long breath before she spoke.

"Filthy commoners is what you call those you will soon take an oath to protect." Her tone was light with a harshness of a snapping whip, cold but not malicious, but resolute and intense. "You call yourself a knight yet you still train beneath the sword of a greater man. I've lived in Syliras long enough to know a knight when I see one. You think you're a Syliran Knight? You don't deserve to empty the waste bucket of a Syliran Knight "

Her body swayed slowly and she moved to his side, her gaze still locked in place. Her knee brushed against his as her body leaned slightly forward. "You dare threaten to enslave me when your own desires, arrogance and love of armor hold the chains firmly against your skin." Her voice becoming louder as her tone became more stern. "I have walked the road no man like you could journey" Her arm lifted and her hand bent upward revealing a scar, a burn etched deep into the skin of her wrist. A slaves mark. "I have felt the agony of red metal burning and carving my flesh. I have smelled the stink of my own branding and you claim cold metal against your chest makes you a better man?"

Shiress shifted her weight, stepping closer to the man "I have served under a man's hand, given a past I will not soon forget and you cower behind the knight, threatening to enslave me again."

Her hand slid across his arm and rested against the mans shoulder. Her mouth lowered to his neck, her warm breath trailing the sensitive dark skin until her lips again pressed against his ear "You are no better than the slave girl you wanted to petch."

Her hands slid from his shoulders as her eyes fell and with a slow blink, she turned and walked for the tavern door not looking back. She stepped through the doorway and into the cool night air. Her hand covered her mouth as the door snapped closed behind her. She pauses a chime, pressing her back against the wooden door before stepping to the road trembling and unsteady.
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Postby Kisetukai on April 6th, 2013, 4:29 am

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As the boy sat down, he felt a sense of accomplishment flow through and flush his whole body, relieving him of a portion of his built up stress. He didn't worry about the girl to much, for K had no room for such emotions in his heart, for he knew what he wanted and did what he wanted. If this girl wouldn't let him have his way he would destroy her, of course not being able to do it physically, verbally was the best thing. Possibly, if he was lucky enough, even mentally. He knew that he was everything, his way was right and just, all the feelings of a true ruler. K laughed a bit on the inside, the thought of these new feelings, surely shocked him. 

Yes he had always been power hungry, that wasn't a real wonder for anyone that knew K, which was already a small group in itself consisting of Kise and K. But the feelings of wanting to be a ruler? The thought of enslaving people? Wait, were was this coming from?! K felt a power inside of him begin to swell up, whatever this was, it wanted out. The feeling felt as if it was going to burst out of him, with such a swift of warning, K was indeed scared. He tried not to think about it, and hold the feeling down. Because whatever it was...It was definitely alive.

K was planning on leaving soon, of course after seeing this girl break down, for after such an event he would feel complete. For K had always been a sick child, but his sick fantasies had always been kept on the mild level. One of his favorite things was tears, preferably forced on by him, and the tears of a woman. He craved a lot of things, but a girls sorrow and tearful manner...It was one of the best. The boy had been called many things...a psycho, a monster, a masochist, even once a chaon. Yet that last one was a cruel name obtained in the bedroom, he enjoyed all of these. He had kept these secrets hidden, in the closet on would say, the only person who knew was Kise and the females who experienced it. But the main fact here was that this was always mild, K would never go too far, ever.

Here he was, trying to clench this glowing radiant energy growing in his stomach, kicking at him constantly to be set free. "Kise...Stop!" K said into his mind. Kise hadn't really wanted to talk to K, being very disappointed in his brother. But after seeing him in distress he became interested and worried. "K! I'm sorry for not talking to you! What's wrong, please tell me?!" Kise's soft voice began to sound like he was crying in their mind. "Shut up bro, I'm good, but it feels like something is wrong..." "What do you mean K?" "It feels like...There's-..." His vital conversation with his brother was sharply shattered by the firm voice of the woman.

He turned to see her growing, energy was flowing through her as she began to speak. "You call yourself a knight yet you still train beneath the sword of a greater man. I've lived in Syliras long enough to know a knight when I see one." Her words rocked him, for he did not have enough energy to fight his inner conflict and also conquer this woman. She began to stand her ground at the wrong time, a very bad time, why now of all times?! K began to slowly drift back in retreat, for he would lose this battle if he stayed close her. His efforts were soon squashed as she got closer to him, with her soft womanish voice, he felt weakened by every word chipping away at his soul. 

"A road that no man like me could journey?..." He mumbled to himself subconsciously as he thought. He was shocked to see her gentle hand creep up and reveal...The worst body etching he had ever seen in his life. He had been around many knights, and he had seen many scars, but this...This was disgusting. This scar...How would one even?-- His thoughts were once again interrupted as she spoke more. "I have felt the agony of red metal burning and carving my flesh. I have smelled the stink of my own branding and you claim cold metal against your chest makes you a better man?" It felt as if this woman was fighting... His soul 

"I have served under a man's hand, given a past I will not soon forget and you cower behind the knight, threatening to enslave me again." 

She was a slave. She had already experienced the worst. It all made sense.

"You are no better than the slave girl you wanted to petch."

This woman...Was she a boxer? Her technique was so flawless, her effort so pure. She had backed him onto a corner, with a string of clever and true words. Her last words...Truly had shattered his soul. For he was done. He was over with. He was no more.

The girl swiftly took her presence elsewhere, as he turned and left. It was so cold that he didn't even look at her leave. She wasn't...She wasn't just another girl. She was the first. The first to stand up to him, the first to...Defeat him. 

Here he sat. In the silent tavern as the girls absence left him to burn in the fiery depths of self wallowing. Perhaps if he hadn't dealt with such a pain growing on his insides, he would've been able to reply to the girl. To actually win...But he had to face facts he had lost. As the emotions crowded him like a flock of poor beggars in the street, he felt overwhelmed. 

Rage. Rage is what he felt. Rage is all he could see. These emotions, they were not like K. This wasn't K. "Kise...I." "K you need to tell me right now!" "Kise, I'm sorry." "K what are you--..." The young boy was silenced as his brother fell out onto the floor. Motionless, dead, and still. "K! K! Please get up! What's wrong?! Talk to me!" Kise's word had fell upon deaf ears as the other inhabitant of his body had died. He seemed no longer existent, as if he was no longer of this world. And then, he came. 

Kisetukai's body began to flinch as if he was having spasms, convulsing with energy, it was obvious something was wrong. He had been here laying on the floor, the cold, poor, filthy, dirty floor. But K did not care...Because he wasn't there. As he shook, his soul had been lost. His soul felt as if it had been ejected, as he slipped into darkness. What inhabited his body now, was neither K nor Kise. This soul's name...was Shin.

As Shin took his first breath into the living world, he sucked in a deep gasp. He rose up eerily, as if he was an undead performing a sit-up. He sat, with his left leg extended and his right knee bent upwards, breathing slowly enjoying his long awaited birth. "K?" Kise said in fear, for he had never seen K like this. "K...What's wrong?" "K is not here..." said Shin in his evil decrepit voice. "Who are you?" K said, trying to find out what the reality of the situation was. "Who am I?" Shin let out a chuckle as he pulled out his daggers and licked both sadistically, gliding his tongue on the flat edges. "I am the new owner of this body." With that being said he stood up quickly and put up his daggers inside the cloak. "Now...Were did that petching filth run off to huh?" he said as he waltz out the door. He had turned his head to see a sad poor Shiress walking slowly on the road. 

As an evil smile crept it's way on his face, he slyly crept up behind her. "Hey where ya going?" He whispered behind her as he quickly grabbed her hair. Slamming her against the wall and holding her hair suspended in the air, he eyed her crazily. "Your nothing. But a petching slave. You have no value, your life has no value...You mean nothing." He returned the favor she did to K as he leaned up to her and whispered in her ear, taking out one of the concealed daggers and rubbing it against her stomach. "I can spill your insides...Feed them to a myrian. Kill the myrian, burn his remains and force feed it to another poor commoner." He felt as if his message was not heard clearly as he yanked her hair a bit higher, sliding the knife upwards softly right under her rib cage, pushing it a bit so that the tip of the dagger would go through the cloth and poke her sharply. He wanted to get his message across, but she needed to be alive to hear it, this is what kept Shin from killing her. 

"You are nothing and never will be nothing so once you die...Nothing you shall remain." He said with his sinister monotone yet psychotic voice. "Tell me this...If you die today. What would happen? Would the world stop and mourn? Would people commit suicide or form a mass riot? No...Because you are nothing and a nobody." He released her hair as he swiftly reached into his cloak and pulled out his other twin tamo dagger, placing it at her throat. "How strong are you? Can you take a life? If you did take a life...How would you feel? How many can you kill before your killed. Will you see tomorrow?" He began to explain his agenda of sorts as his swift words unraveled out his mind. "You...Were a slave. No your wrong." He chuckled at the thought of her stupidity. "You are still a slave...You will always be a slave. Even through death there is no way out except one." He quickly flipped the daggers in his hand, turning the handles to face her, as he slowly lowered them by her hands. Now fully leaned up on her against the wall, one would think it was rape, but Shin had no plan of sort. He looked directly at the wall she was forced against and whispered silently as he rubbed the daggers by her hand. 

Can you free yourself? 

He asked her, enticing her, trying to figure out if she was worth his words. "Can you...Kill. Would you kill me? A stranger, an enemy, a...slavedriver." Shin although his first time actually taking control of the body, had always been one to not fear death. Indeed if he wanted...He would worship Dira, but for now he was contempt on just being insane. "If you want to free yourself...If you want to have control." He stepped off and relieved her of the pressure of his body, holding his arms calmly at his sides. "Take control...Show me that your powerful. Show yourself that your free." He spoke up more, firmly shouting his final words. "Show yourself that your free!" 

[Inside of Kisetukai's mind]

Kise finally had woke up feeling drowsy. He was inside the consciousness zone of Shin's mind, but he was confused when he heard K's voice. "Kise...What is...That petcher!" Kise was very confused, if K was here...Then who had control of the body? K who was greatly injured somehow, didn't talk much, instead he just watched through Shin's eyes to see what he was doing. "Kise...This son of a...Petch! I'm not doing so good." "K...What's wrong? You never told me..." Kise asked finally trying to receive some answers. "Kise, this is our new brother." K sighed a bit. "I was trying to keep that sick bastard back, but he's just as strong as me and you..Possibly stronger if he could just force his way out like that." Kise instantly grew shocked as he pieced everything together. 

"So...When I thought that it was you trying to take control of the body, it was--" "Yup...That guy in our body right now is Shin." "I think that your old enough to know the truth now..." K said as he began to quiet down. "So let's just hope now, that we can live to see tomorrow." "Please..."
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Postby Shiress on April 8th, 2013, 5:39 am




As Shiress stepped to the road, her mind was blank. No thoughts, no feeling, no emotion. Nothing. Her face was emotionless, showing no expression, her green eyes were locked against the road in front of her as she stepped calmly beneath the torch light. Just a body against cool air in an early Spring night.

It came simultaneously. A voice behind her, a wall thrown against her back. It was him, the squire. It was Kise that slammed her to the stone. Her eyes stared into the face of a mad man as her back was pressed against the wall. Fear passed from her eyes, to her throat, settling into her chest as her breathing cut off, her face taut with fear as the cold steel edge pressed hard against the heart's echo in her stomach. The blade slid across her skin, her muscles pulled tight and in her ear his assault with words began again and her eyes closed.

"Your nothing. But a petching slave. You have no value, your life has no value...You mean nothing."

I- will- not- die She thought. He wants me to be frightened, intimidated just as Elijah Jordan, Jordan, Master Jordan...Master

Her voice hissed in a slow tone through her lips, her eyes opened and locked in a cold gaze past the mans head. "I am no slave. I have no master" The words came as a faint whisper, but they fed her courage like a handed sword and she says it again, louder. "I have no master." Anger festering now on the very essence of the words, the memory of them etched into the face of rage surging with them, cutting and grinding her voice to a growl. "I- am- no- slave."

Her eyes turned in a locked gaze against the man's. A woman whose face carved in courage now stood firm with his. "I have found my freedom. Do you think I fear death now?" Her voice, steady and emotionless. "I begged for death and death darkened my eyes, crept against my soul as blood leaked from my body but I still set my eyes against the next days sun." Her head tilted slightly. "There is nothing you can do to me that my body has not felt before but give me death and death I will not fear nor will I give deaths freedom to you, you so called squire. Your words are meaningless. They mean nothing."

Her hand grasped quickly around the mans wrist, pulling the hand and the blade to her chest. "Do it." She ordered. "Do it you petching piece of shyke." Her chest expanded with a deep breath. "Do it." She screamed. "Or let me go."
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Postby Kisetukai on April 8th, 2013, 8:36 am

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 He pushed his body against her once more, place the bottom of his chin on the soft tender flesh of her shoulder. Closing his eyes as he whispered in ecstasy at her attitude and emotions. "I like you...I love you...Your type makes me the most happy." He took a small sniff as if inhaling her essence as he spoke out again. "I love your fear...I love your emotions...But most of all I love your strength and potential." He suddenly found his mouth climbing up upon her neck, as if try to make his words sink through her skin. "Your power can increase if you stay like this...Death is not a fear for you...For you are already at the bottom." He spun his dagger impressively in his fingers as he slid the daggers together sheathing them back to their original club state, gliding them into his cloak, as if this was all planned.

"Your my favorite...I love your type." He said now pressing harder into her skin with his mouth, his left hand now back on her hair, grabbing it tightly, yanking it downwards a bit in an attempt to make her head rise. He wanted her to remember. "You are at the bottom but now your stronger, you have conquered your fear of death." He chuckled into her soft skin. "Now climb your way to the top...And crush all those who try to deny you of your dreams and goals. This is strength. This is power."

"This is everything..." He clenched her hair a bit tighter as he screamed a bit into her skin. "Everything!"

He released her hair, trying to end from his climax of words, as he began to slow down. "I want you to remember this day..." His voice turned into whispers hoping to echo in her skull and mind, as he began to lick her neck with his hot dry tongue, for he had been going off so long he had cottonmouth. "I want you to remember what you have learned." "I want you to remember your strength..." "But most of all..." His words faded away into the nights gentle breeze.

"I want you to remember me. Remember my name, remember my face, whenever your life is in the question remember this day." He didn't mean for it to rhyme but he liked it. "Shin..." He backed up from her a bit and placed his massive hands on both sides of her face, squishing her cheeks a bit. "I want to be in your dreams...Because I will be in your nightmares. All of them. Until you are ready...Then I'll be there." He ended as he let go of her face. Walking off slowly as he staggered a bit here and there, for Shin wasn't used to the body and had used to much energy. After getting about a a good twenty feet from were he had slammed the girl against the wall, he collapsed. His body dead and motionless like before.

[inside of Kisetukai's mind] 

"Agh! This idiot just did so much petching damage! Now I'm on the floor! Look at my face! Who's gonna clean my face?!" Yelled out an angry Kise, who did not like what he witnessed. For inside of the mind of Kisetukai rested a blank, dull, sad room. One half was pure black and one the opposite, white. On the white side rested a black throne, vice versa for the opposite. Here Kise and K sat, both in confusion as they stared at each other, for one had always watched as the other sat in his chair inside of the mind.

 "So...That's what you look like huh?" K said as he looked at his brother who looked exactly the same, except instead of a white cloak, Kise wore a black one. "Yeah...Same for you." Said an also confused Kise. "I like your chair..." He said to K in pure shyness. "Oh..Thanks..Same to you?" K responded with his declarative statement sliding into a question. "So what do you normally do in here?" said Kise as he peered into K's pitch black side of the room, unable to see a thing. "Not much...Think. What about you?" K replied as he stared at Kise's blinding white half of the room.

"Same...I just think." Kise replied as he looked at K. "What do you think about?" He added to K trying to make more conversation. "Ya know...Power. Maidens...Power." K chuckled a bit relieving tension from the atmosphere. "What about you?" He concluded raising an eyebrow at Kise. "Oh...Lots of stuff." Kise said with a giggle. "I think about books, reading, strategies for you...Remember?" "Oh yeah, your right." K said as he remembered he's always asking Kise about stuff mid battle. "Sorry 'bout that." "It's cool.." Kise said as he intertwined his fingers, locking his hands and shifting around in his chair. 

Suddenly a loud maniacal laughter of a child rang through the room. "What the petch..." K said as he stood up. "That sounds like-" Before getting to finish, his words faded away as he looked at Shin, standig there with an evil look on his face. Shin...Who inside the mind, looked exactly like Kise and K. However, he stood at a mere four feet nine inches, being the personality of an evil child. Pissed off K walked over to Shin, his nostrils flaring, puffing out steam. "What the petch are you doing out there Shin?!" He said as he stopped in front of him, with his fist balled up tightly. "It's not what I am doing." Shin said as his smile grew wider. "It's what I have [b]done.
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Shin who had been dressed in the same cloak, except a bright bloody tomato red, had looked at K as if confused. "If anything...I helped the poor girl." He let loose a barrage of giggles. "But if you want...I'll let you take the credit." This instantly sent K into a rage of defeat, as he walked back to and sat in his throne. Kise who had been watching in shock, for the first time meeting Shin, stared at him. This caused Shin to walk up to Kise, with his smile fading into a small grin. "What's wrong brother? Are you scared?" Shin said as he looked at Kise with another confused look. "Now that I'm here we can play...Won't that be fun?" He pointed to a side of the room, one part where K's black met Kise's white, and smiled a bit. "That will be my room for now on, ok?" He said to Kise never turning his head, as a red throne with a skeleton sitting in it spawned, forcing him into a fit of giggles as he walked and sat in it. 

Crossing his legs, placing his head in his right palm and his elbow on the arm of the throne. "You know Kise...I think brother didn't want us to play." He looked at Kise with his bright eyes. "He told me to leave you guys alone." "Now that's not right is it?" He said as he tapped his temple with his left index finger. "Why would that be K?" "Shut up Shin..." K said as he turned his head away from the child. "Aw...K we haven't talked in so long." Shin said he lifted the bottom of his feet to the seat of the throne. "That's all you gotta say?" "So mean." He then turned to Kise who had been scared and shocked the whole time. "What say you brother?" Kise remained silent as he looked his new personality into the eyes. "Oh I see...You don't understand anything huh?" Shin said as he grew interested. Clapping his hands, he made the chairs all scoot up a bit as they were now all about ten feet apart. "Story time!" Shin said with an excited look in his eyes.

[In reality]

Kisetukai's body laid on the floor. As if the life had been drained from him, he made no movements. The body was just a shell, void of anything. The heat remained, as did the breathing, as if... He was unconscious. Hopefully...He wouldn't stay like this for long. There was no telling what may happen to him. For there would be no movement, until the conversation was over. And only he could decided that.
 
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Postby Accolade on April 9th, 2013, 3:54 am

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There was suddenly a loud clanking of armor from the near by area, but with the surrounding walls so close together, it made the sound echo and it was hard to tell just where it was coming from. For those native to the city, they would recognize it as the sound of plate armor, but there was something different about it, it sounded heavier, and to a strange extent...older. While Kisetukai was laying on the ground in his own world, Shiress would be sure to hear this sound. However, the young woman had nothing to fear and might have possibly been relieved if she was familiar with the sound of a Knights armor.

A figure appeared from the side of one of the towering buildings and started towards them. Full plate armor covered it's frame, and a heavy helmet, covered and shielded it's face from view. There was a heavy grand sword strapped to it's back and large round shield strapped to one arm. The figure approached, making no move at first and simply studied the two people.

There was a silence for a time, no movement from the armed Knight at all, and only the whistling wind to interrupt. Finally the force of armor moved again making a straight line towards Kisetukai. The armored figure grabbed the man by his neck and shoulder and started to drag him off without so much a word to Shiress and even if she protested, she wouldn't get an answer. Instead the figure disappeared into the shadows of the night leaving the young woman alone on the street.

What kept Kisetukai from waking and reacting could end up being his death. Several chimes later the armored figure arrived at the docks where Kisetukai was dropped on the walkway. But the figure returned moments later with a heavy chain that was then wrapped around the unconscious man's neck before he was pushed over and into the waters. The other end of the chain was already tied off to a post that was used to keep boats from wandering off. If Kisetukai didn't wake himself up soon, he would die...

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Postby Kisetukai on April 11th, 2013, 3:29 am

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Blood. What was it all about. The warm essence of life, the elixir of the living. What was it? This was not an easy question for an uneasy word. Blood...It is all yet it is one. It was fascinating yet it could be scary. Exciting and amusing while fatal. Vital...It had one of the utmost importance. If not the utmost to begin with. However this could be on the contrary. Blood was easily shed, easily loss, and easily regained. So perhaps something that was so common...Wasn't so special. Or perhaps it was an undiscovered jewel that humans had no idea of.

 Power wise, what was blood? Figuratively what was blood? Blood wasn't an easy topic, well for most, but for Shin. It was life. Nice, warm, soft life in it's purest form. Tender and delicate and only worthy of those who deserve it. Those who would fight, for their prize. He hated a lot of things...But this was one. For to him, if a man had lost his will to fight, he had lost his will to live. For everyman should thrive to eradicate this world of filth that did not deserve to live, or perish himself if thought otherwise. This was his motto. This was his agenda. This was Shin.

The sickness and evil inside of the boy known as Kisetukai.

[Inside Of Kise's Mind]

"Ok, Kise, I want you to pay attention ok." Shin said as he looked at the frightened Kise sitting on his throne. "You two are the same, you and K, but you also very different."'Shin said as he clapped his hands, somehow moving all the chairs to circle the center between them all clockwise. "I think this makes it more fun and explains my point." "Now...Where to start off?" Shin said as he tapped his left temple with his right index finger. "Ah! I know!" His face lighting up with a million emotions as a trillion thoughts flew through his mind. "So Kise...Let's start off with when you were born right?" He lingered off waiting for Kise to give a bit of confirmation, or at least feedback. "Shin...Don't talk to much..." K said with a sigh, hoping Shin wouldn't release to much info. "Don't worry, I will do my best to tell him what he [b]needs
to know." Shin said looking at K with a look saying shut up, then turning his head back to K. 

"So Kise, before I start... I want you to know first off that this is your body. K and me have no control over you..." Shin said knowing he had already broke his deal with K. "You are strong, you just don't know it." "Know...We begin with your birth." He sighed. "Now of course I don't know much about it but from what I heard from mom, it was a stormy night, the sound of thunder was everywhere." Letting out another sigh, he began to sit lazily in his chair, with his cheek on his right knuckle tilting his head, elbow on the arm of the throne. "But this is boring...Yap yap, the important part is about four years ago." He ending staring at Kise sharply as if trying to pierce his soul with a mere gaze.

"Do you remember what happend four years ago brother...Do you?" Shin said softly. "No...I..What happend?" Kise said as his mind drew a blank. "Shin..." K said as he noticed the mysterious knight taking the body. "The petch is going on out there? My petching gods!" "Calm yourself..." Shin said as he stopped the chairs from circling, resting in their original position as he stood up. "Go take care of it." He said snapping his fingers forcing K to disappear from the room. 

[In Reality] 

K instantly felt a rush of emotions and feelings as he exited the subconscious zone and took control of the body. Floating on top of the cold, vast water, he quickly looked around trying to grasp the reality of the situation. "Petch..." He mumbled feeling the harsh chain around his neck almost choking him, grasping it with both hands, slowly beginning to pull himself up. He got himself up two feet out of the mass of water, but his wet slippery hands had failed him, instantly losing grip as he fell and plunged back into the wet depths of the ocean. "Petch! Petch! Petch!" He yelled out as his body bobbed back up, his teeth chattering from the insane coldness, he would've probably snapped his neck if it wasn't for the water. The water was cold, slowing him down, starting to slow his heart rate. He knew that he wouldn't be able to get out of this, feeling like a crab in a barrel, there was no escape.

[Inside Kise's Mind]

Now with the absence of the other brother, the only presence was Kise and Shin, filling the room with a small aroma of awkwardness and whistle of silence. "Kise....The hour is golden. Why do you mourn for your memory?" Shin asked as he slowly walked over to his throne and sat down. "So...Let's-" Shin stopped as he noticed K's failure of saving the body. "You disappoint me brother...You really do." He snapped his fingers switching himself with K as he took control of the body.

[In Reality]

"I'm not gonna die here..." Shin mumbled as he looked around, then grabbed the chain with both hands, slowly beginning to pull himself up. Pushing his muscles to the limit, they wouldn't stop flexing, his abs, his triceps, his biceps, every muscle in the area was going to work. He had the same mistake as K, letting himself slip, except he knew that he wouldn't give up. Quickly grabbing the chain before descending, his right hand was put to the test, leaving his left dangling. "The gods must have it out for me..." He said as he slowly began to grasp the dock, climbing his way up he rolled over to his back. Huffing and puffing, sneezing and sniffing, he slid off his cloak. "Petch...We're definitely getting a cold..." He thought to himself. 

Quickly trying to get up the chain gave him a quick yank, almost snapping his neck like a twig, as he fell back onto the cold hard dock. He rubbed the collar vigorously as he tried to find the joining of it, once found he pried at it with one of his daggers, twisting and turning but being careful. For everything was wet, meaning one petchup could be life or death. He grunted a bit as he finally found the sweet spot, almost passing it up. As the collar had popped off he knew he free, and alive, all he had to do was fight. He began to get up and walk off until he slipped horribly, after all his body was still wet, falling off of the dock. He was luck the chain was in the area, as e quickly had grabbed it, and was now hanging and dangling from the dock. His wet hands began to instantly fail him, as he started sliding down, slowly picking up speed. "Nooooo!" Shin yelled out in a demonic voice. "No! No! No!" He felt it, that he wasn't going to be able to hold on...And then it happend.

He slipped.

The water was cold, deadly, and unforgiving. Shin had no mind to pray to the water god, not even such a dangerous situation. "YOUR GONNA HAVE TO TRY HARDER! Tooo...Kill...MEEE!" He grunted out loudly screaming through his teeth as he  had clenched the chain with them at the last moment. He had quickly shoved his hands in the warmest place in his body...

In his pants.

His neck was being strained, he heard bones and joints working to sustain his weight. He could take no more. The chain sliding out of his mouth, he fell, quickly yanking his hands from his pants he grabbed the chain. "You...Can't..." He slowly began to climb up, enraged at the outcome of things. "Kill..." He plopped himself up once more on the dock, tossing the chain used to save his life twice, as huffing as he and his body were exhausted. "Me." 

He yelled out in rage, as if the mastermind behind this all was watching, hopefully listening also. "Listen here you petching filth, you petched with the wrong one! I'm not another average commoner that you can kill off! I will find you! I'm coming for you! I'm coming for your children! I'm coming for your mom! I want you dead!" Still yelling on the floor, he knew he was alone, but hopefully the gods would deliver his message. 

He rolled over and found his way to his knees, dragging his wet cloak behind him, on the way to the dormitories. "Petch...I'm gonna get this guy." He began to mumble his plans to himself. "I'm gonna tie him up in the middle of town naked, letting everyone cast stones at him until he is unconscious. Then I'm gonna...No that's too easy. I want to show him...I know what I'm gonna do." He began to giggle maniacally as he walked to the dormitories. 

"He thinks it's all over...He think he won?" Shin mumbled as he collapsed once more onto the cold dock. "No...No! No! No! No! No! No more! I want him in my hands!" He screamed like the young child he was, slowly lifting himself up, screaming into the air. "You want to kill me?! You want me dead! You want my head on a platter?!" He screamed at the top of his lungs now, slowly limping off his home. "Come back and kill me!" Eventually he began to quiet down, getting back near the dorms, mumbling to himself sporadically. 

You can't kill me.

[Inside Kise's Mind] 

"Kise...I'm sorry. This bastard is crazy..." K said as he sat in his seat looking at his brother. "K what happend four years ago?" Kise asked still foggy on the situation. "Dad died Kise. He died a horrible death...Don't you remember? He had just delivered a speech about how being the strongest wasn't important, saying being happy was the best." K let out a chuckle. "A true weakling...He was asking for Dira."
This caused Kise to look down a bit, acting like he did when he was younger. "Kise...Don't take it like-" "No..I'm older now. I can hear the truth."

[Dormitories]

Finally getting into his room Shin threw the cloak on the floor by his bed. Switching into Kise's clothes. A simple black pair of baggy pants, but staying shirtless, he plopped on the bed looking at the ceiling. "That guy....I'm gonna kill him." Closing his eyes after the sentence appearing back into the subconsciousness. 

[Inside Kise's Mind]

K spawned from a small puddle of red on the floor. Crawling his way from what seemed like an underworld. "So...Was I missed?" He said looking at his brothers. "I handled your petch up K...Thank me later." He said giving K a demonic look. "Shin...What happend four years ago?!" Kise said finally trying to understand. "Oh.." Shin said as he sat in his chair, looking at Kise remembering he left off telling a story. "I gotta go do some planning with brother...I trust you two will handle the body until I return...I will show up occasionally." He turned to Kise and tilted his head with a sigh. "You know...It's rude not to remember your own brothers birthday." With that being said simultaneously red hands spawned from the puddle, pulling him and his chair out of sight, he was sucked in as he pointed at Kise. Sending him to the body.

[Reality]

"I hate that guy so much..." K said as he was alone in the room. "Kise began to blink as he entered the body, but he immediately felt the fatigue. "I feel so stupid...I don't know anything." He said as he closed his eyes beginning to go to sleep. "How much does Shin know?" "I don't know but petch 'um...I'd rather not speak of his name...For now, just sleep." K said as he became silent. The only thoughts that would be thought were thoughts to ones self. Leaving Kise to be awake and alone, as he wondered all night.

oocHey, I don't know what I really did here. Shin's storyline isn't and wasn't planned, it just sort of happen. I'm writing on my phone, so please excuse any typos or mispronunciations. I hope everyone can enjoy reading as much as I enjoy writing. Sometimes this part is a thrill sometimes it's a curse. But anyways thank you, and another thanks for all the compliments. Some people just really like the psychotic little kid type I guess. Looking forward to more threads. Send me another pm if you wanna thread. And also on a side note I'm kind of done fleshing out the story with socials. So if you would like a thread, please don't come to me with wanting to be abused. I'm taking a break and I really want to work on my knighting skills. (Won't accept any social unless you confront me with a dynamic plot) Thank you and keep em coming!
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Postby Accolade on May 2nd, 2013, 4:56 am

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Experience
Skill XP Earned
Socializing + 4 XP
Rhetoric + 5 XP
Interrogation + 1 XP
Intimidation + 2 XP


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I Want You to Remember Me
A night at the Rearing Stallion
Shiress - barmaid
The Rogue Knight is real


Shiress

Experience
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Socializing + 4 XP
Rhetoric + 5 XP
Interrogation + 1 XP


Lores
Lore Earned
The Life of a Bar Maid
Dealing with Cranky Customers
Kisetukai - insane
The Rogue Knight is real


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