Crying demon, Laughing Angel, Half-Dead human, Silent Elf, Dark Dwarf...

Death is a wasteland of life.
Correct? Am I in?
Name: Kaughtus
appearance: http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y75/shootnstar/kratos_coo.jpg
weapon: swords, knives
race: elf
specialty: sword fighting
history: a lone warrior trying to find his purpose in fighting, a boy with a secretive past

 

"It's ages away. Nothing to do with now, so... I'm going to ignore it as best as I can. It may not truley go away, but at least we can be happy between now and then."

 

ooc: sure.

"Well... let's start now..."

 

Jizen nodded in agreement.

 

"Let's go..." Dein muttered silentlty.

 

"Yeah..." Jizen smiled, slowly trying to part from their embrace.

 

Dein let go fo her quietly.

 

Jizen sighed, a sad smile on her face. "Cheer up, it ain't all bad." She said, gently stroking his cheek with her thumb as she cupped his face.

 

Dein smiled at her.

 

Jizen smiled back before gently kissing his lips, as outwardly confiendent as she seemed she still needed to be with him, to be close to him, to feel as though they could never be parted. And something as simple as pressing her lips to his gave her that feeling.

 

Dein smlied to himself kissing her back passionetly.

 

Nate once again walked aimlessly in the city trying to find something to do or trying to find his brothers, though he was completely tired of them, he just felt like beating them up for leaving him again

 

Slowly Jizen back away from their kiss, as unwilling as she was to stop. The entire sensation almost sending chills down her spine it was so unreal to her, so perfect. She serenely released a single, heavy but plesant sigh as she gazed dreamily into his face. Her eyes lingering over his eyes, there was something about his eyes that mesmerized her. Something within them was so dark, but even in that blackness there was light. And it was that light, that spark of joy, that captivated her. She knew in her heart that that speck of happiness was growing, even as she watched that moment. The sheer range of emotions he'd shown that day joy, sadness, mirth and, of course, anger amazed her. He didn't seem afraid to show how he felt, unlike her...

"You are aware that even if this purist, racist group did try anything they'd have every Elf, Angel and Demon pretty damn p*ssed off within mere moment?" Chikai sneered at Blade, she knew he ment well, but to her it was rather obvious that should the organization try anything they'd have to be off their rockers. But, being slightly pregediced against the various 'mix-matched' pairings herself, she knew along what lines these people would think to a certain extent. And that insight held no comfort for her. However she did know that as long as she was around no one was going to harm her Lady Jizen.

OOC- I've decided I need to make longer posts XP Don't ask why, so if you see me slipping just like... poke me or something. Thanks.

 

"i know it sounds crazy but they arent that stupid. They keep themselves a secret and from what ive seen they are extreamly skill at assasinations. They are so good threer is almost no way of ever knowing who did it. Some will hide and attack or some will go staight out and attack unafraid of the outcome" Blade said

 

"They sound rather like a group of idiotic, albeit well organized, extremists." Chikai shrugged. She wasn't all that worried, once it had been proven they were there then there was a small possibility that she may be concerned or worried. But until that point it was no big deal, and if they had any sense of drama they'd wait until it was closer to the wedding. When all the worlds eyes were on Lady Jizen and Prince Shinya of Shadows, that would be the perfect time to strike in her eyes. You see, Chikai learnt long ago, during the war that you had to learn to think like your enemy. And that had always been a natural gift for her.

 

"not too long ago one of the members named Malice attacked Jizen. He almost succeded" Blade said

 

Dein smiled weakly at her, a strange foreboding sense seeming to evaporate out of nowhere in his mind...

 

"What's wrong?" She asked, her voice soft and gentle. Her hand delicately brushing his longish, dark hair away from his face. "You look... upset." And I really don't like that... Certainly when there's a very, very good chance it's my fault. Why did this have to happ-- No, stop thinking of that Jiz. Remember what you said before? Just put it from your mind...

 

"Nothing... just..." Dein started, collapsing unconcious a moment later....

 

"D-Dein?" Jizen gasped loudly, dropping to her knees beside him. Gently shaking him hoping to wake him up.