Raiha

[COLOR=royalblue]An old Chinese poem, modified for this day and age. The pale moonlight, Washes down on her skin, Closing my eyes, I can see home. My sleve is damp, Perhaps it was a sudden rain. Dreaming about the moon, I remember, The pale pink line, Of a girl's eyebrows.[/COLOR]

[color=royalblue]You're not quite grasping the concept here Jagan. We've got ranks....as in Waitress. We don't spar unless someone's trying to start a beer brawl. Those are fun. AAAAAAnyways, you should really tell us what you want to do at the cafe, besides Dragon magic.[/color]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She followed, actually quiet for once. He was about to admonish her, when a sperpent of some sort slithered up from the waves and hissed at them. Yuffie drew out her shuriken, moving faster than Sephiroth could see. He blinked, and it's severed head was writhing at his feet. She rose from her dragon stance and smiled broadly at him. He blinked again, and she was beside him, hand resting on her hip.[/i] Yuffie: What? You swallowed your tongue? Sephiroth: Since when coud you move that fast? Yuffie: Since I became the descendent of Da-chao and Leviathin. [i]He shook his head and she fingered his silvery locks.[/i] Yuffie: What do you use to wash your hair? It's so soft.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]NO NO!! NO ONE WORD POSTS! Bad! No sugar for you! ~~~~~~~ Name: Shrai'i Kell Megelani Rank in Nation: Shabiona slave Age: 17 How long you've had your rank: Since she hit puberty and got sexier. Gender: Female Description: see attatchment Bio: Born in the wrong place, at the wrong time, genetically enhanced to be as beautiful as possible. As soon as she was discovered by one of the Shabiona's, her life's been hell ever since. Along with the enhancements came a slight problem. Her eyes gave up working, and were swiftly replaced by optical implants. This denies her any real emotion shown through, and the ability to cry. However, the second failing has come in very handy. She refuses to show her weakness, and instead will continue living. For the sake of living. What else could she do? Birthplace: Guanzhou, China Freedom Warrior or patriot: Neutural How long they have been with said side: Is this another trick question...?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]I personally do not care. They can't be all THAT important. And they're dead to boot. I'd rather see public execution then photos of their corpses. Call me sick and twisted, but it would probably be more emotionally rewarding to see them, or his dad, or Osama gassed to death. Or hung. Or gullotined.... Or, nevermind. I won't say that here.[/COLOR]

[color=royalblue]No blocks.......that's kinda sad. If people bother me, I warn them a bit, then it's off to Blockingland. It's not that I'm cruel, I just don't have the patience, or the time, to be harassed. Anyways, you'll get desensitized soon enough. Never fear! Don't be afraid to knock them out of your cyberworld. You'll feel better because: A; your life is so calm now. B; what's that dinging noise I DON'T hear? C; he'll never bother you again.[/color]

[COLOR=royalblue]Naw, I wouldn't say abundantly. Remember, these delightfully useful slaves of mine VOLUNTEERED. I had nothing to do with it.... Part of drow culture anyways. ~~~~~~~ [i]She stretched out the kinks in her back, then she bared her own talons and pointed one at him in a rather sexy "come-here" gesture. To resist would be useless.....his emotions werescreaming in his ears. He gave in. She half rose to her elbow, one hand reaching for him, pulling her down to her side, the bed large enough to accomidate his frame... She curled up into his arms, head resting just beneath his throat. He looked at her wall hanging absentmindedly....stroking her hair with talons. It was a picture of the underdragon, with a female and her spider companion on his back. ......some symbolism he was missing here. Then again, he wasn't exactly a drow himself. He shook his head slightly, only to have it pulled down to her. She kissed him, tongue feeling the points of his fangs, drawing blood on his lower lip with her own.... Out of the corner of her mind, she could feel Ariel questioning.....asking. She winked at the wall hanging he had been studying earlier. The dragon's eyes glowed, offering Ariel a picture in her mind. She was old enough....time to learn. Not firsthand, that would be later. But for now, there was plenty of time to watch. For once.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The tengu in her picked up speed, pressing into her face, making the feathers on her cheeks burn. The white eye swirled red and her diamond stud burned. It seemed to be splitting her completely. She gasped for air and let her wings envelop her completely. Her ears flicked. Something behind her. She grabbed her origami and hurled it. The guard fell, clutching his ruined throat. She stood, wings fanning out behind her. She took it back and wiped the blood off on his tunic. Apparently, the guards in this room were more deaf than Ken. Or just really hung over. She cleared away the broken bottles with a sweep of her foot. Then quietly slew each one with a flick of her wrist. She searched them, removing their various valuables, then disabling every gun. One gasped for air and she looked down on him. Blood, coming from his mouth. Her red eye glared and she moved without thinking. Before she knew what she had done, the blood was staining her angel wing...and her lips. As she wiped her mouth, she drew her wrist away....eyes failing to comprehend. Since when had she wanted to taste blood.....? Oh damn. As the human blood filtered through her system, the angel half reacted violently...throwing her into the wall. [/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Kelnoz was waiting for her inside, along with Xouzin and Karanzyr. He bowed and handed her the money. She handed it to Xouzin, who promptly disapeared into her vaults. Kelnoz eyed the demon and left quickly. It snarled at him as he departed. Karanzyr was escorted back to the arenas by Rhain. Anorel watched the demon warily, then walked back to her rooms. With a snap of her fingers, the cage disapeared. He stepped forwards, stretching his arms. She smiled broadly and walked to her lair, him following behind. Kynjaka took stock of his surroundings. Large foyer, dark but lighted by various magical objects implanted into the walls. Things of beauty on the tables, soft velvet carpet below. He walked into her room, the doors closing silently behind him. Large bed. With fresh sheets, if the scent was right. She sliped out of her heavy armour, leaning her staff against the wall. As soon as she reached bare skin, he placed his hands on her back and pulled her to him. She didn't resist, but merely smiled darkly and let him scratch her body.[/i] "Is this how you usually do things..." "Not exactly." "Charming. I'm going to be screwed by a demon."[/COLOR]

[color=royalblue][i]There was a loft above the couryard, looking down onto the battle. She spread her wings and launched herself to the railing. She perched like a vulture, wings covering her body. Ken watched her out of the corner of his eye. She was starting to look more and more like a tengu, and less like a human. Then again, there was no reversing the process. Not without near death experience anyways. Her eyes divided Twilight and Wolf once more. Everything around her grew dark, vision focusing sharply on the two warriors. Dueling up and down the courtyard, parry, thrust, sidestep. She closed her eyes, still able to see them.[/i] "Fight him........but let him live.... as he did the same for you." [i]Wether he heard her or not, she didn't care.[/i][/color]

[COLOR=royalblue]First off Mr. Man, it might help if you could actually spell the name of your weapon. It's "sheath." Second, she wasn't going to attack you. Third, her fighting skills are just as good, if not better than yours. She wouldn't leave herself open no matter how wasted she was. Therefore, I'll ignore the paralysis. ~~~~~~~~~ [i]She wrapped her angel wing around her body, shielding herself from any attack. Ken exchanged a glance with her. She shrugged and closed her eyes. Dividing everything around her into perfect halves. She could see him, and Twilight.....same vein of power. More than just a little corrupt. Eaten away with whatever drove them. Wolf and Ken were the same. Noble blood. Noble character. She could see it. ....as for her....the mirror to her soul was dark and still. She dared not look. Instead, she defended herself from further intrusion.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Sayuri: ......I am not even half demon...I would live. I also carry the power of the holy inside me. Kyp: Impossible. Sayuri: Foolish and blind, couldn't you see it? [i]As she spoke, he caught the glint of something gem-like in her mouth. She caught sight of his sword with her left eye and her body instantly contorted. One black wing, one angel wing. She spread them both and stared him down.[/i] Sayuri: Attack.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Patience Dear heart, Your time will come, When you pick up your broken pieces, And ask me to put them together. Courage Dear heart, The sun is coming, To shine its hopeful light on you, And give you more than you need. Strength Dear heart, They're crawling through, In the tiny chinks in your soul, Make your defense stronger. Faith Dear heart, I am going to be her, With enough love for the both of us, And your time is coming soon. Very soon.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She rose to her feet, eyes burning with twin colors. Red and silver. Kyp took a step back, and placed his hands closer together on his sword. She snarled at him and raised her blade. In her veins, coursed the blood of both demon and angel, incompatable, but forced to work together by the human mind. Ken stared. Did she know her eyes were two different colors? He didn't know. Then again, if she was screaming, he wouldn't be able to hear much of it. Sayuri bared her teeth and took a step forwards.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She smiled, flashing brillant feral teeth. He gave her an equally hideous grin. She drew her staff across her palm, and with a swift motion did the same to him. Then she shook his hand, their blood burning into eachother's bodies. Almost instantly, he felt her mind press into his, steaming against his aura, tendrils of power swirling through his thoughts. He could feel her thoughts just as she felt his. "Worried about your fate...? Kynjaka." "Hardly." "That's good....I promise you'll find pleasure." "I never doubted that." Lust....plenty of that, and self satisfaction. Fascinating. She shook her hair out and magicked her staff away for a moment. Then she sized him up and palmed his face...testing his size. Then she summoned up the so called iron cage and for a time...imprisoned him. Then she spoke a word, and the ward around them shattered. Her staff reapeared and she carried it over her shoulder. She winked at him. Then made it float behind her....all the way back to the city. Time for a "victorious return." He reached his hand through the bars only to hit a barrier spell.[/i] Vondeux: That would be for your own protection.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Rinoa rolled her eyes in disgust. Obvious showoffery. Yuffie on the other hand, drew out two of her smaller shurikens. A light whizzing sound and Sephiroth turned in shock. A lock of his hair drifted down. Something similar passed by Auron, clipping his ear lightly. She leapt and caught both between her fingers, executing a swift flip at the same time. She smiled at Auron and Sephiroth sweetly, then pocketed her weapon without another word.[/i] Yuffie: Anyone can cut down a tree. It takes skill not to slice off your heads. [i]She tapped the side of her nose, dodging Sephiroth's swing. Yuffie grinned and leapt out of range.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She fought her darker side, angelic and human pitching in. Soon enough it was beaten down into submission. Her wings retracted, leaving two angry looking bruises....the stud on her tongue quieted down quickly. She turned and looked up at Ken. Despite the pain she had given him, ne still would protect her... Something blurred her vision. She wiped away tears, and found herself touching the feathers that had sprouted on her face. She gasped. Tengu's from the darkness, laughed and cawed. While angels above sighed and vowed their eternal vigil. Sayuri's mother shook her head quietly. Her Awakening had been swift and violent.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She struggled with herself, and when she felt him kiss her, she couldn't help herself. She dug her fingers in, nearly strangling him. He pushed her off and drew his blade. She had her own out in an instant....then the searing pain behind her eyes grew too intense...and she collapsed. The diamond stud in her mouth burned. Her wings folded, eyes misting over. She fought the warming waves of sleep and tried to rise to one knee. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Kyp and Arus. If he had any revenge....now would be so perfect. Vulnerable. That's what she was. With a body as incompatable as oil and water...[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]As Sephiroth beat himself up mentally, Rinoa and Yuffie giggled like schoolgirls. Both of them had very little reservation, and absolutely no conscience. They gosspied shamelessly together.....but when Yuffie was about to blurt something personal about Sephiroth, a black glove descended around her mouth. She winked at Rinoa and collapsed "helplessly" into his arms. He leaned down and whispered into her ear.[/i] "Say it......and you're dead." [i]She rolled her eyes at him and slid both of her hands up around his neck. He released her instantly, and she chuckled.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]He could see her gasping for air...and as he let his eyes look down to the rest of her body....he saw dark bruises forming on her shoulderblades.....along with four diagonal lines forming on her face....starting to look like feathers.... More like a tengu than a human. She groaned and he felt her throat vibration. Then he felt her raise her lips to his ear.[/i] "It's taking me over....but my other half is resisting." Ken: What can I do? "Make sure I don't kill anyone I love....please..." [i]He was about to reply when two wings bursted out from her shoulders: one black bird wing, and one angel wing.....she screamed....ear shattering.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Ninja reflexes serving her well, she grabbed his hair and shirt, dragging him down with her. He yelped and landed on his stomach, with her on top of him, giggling helplessly. He groaned and picked himself off. Auron stared. Here was a new sort of female. Definetly the type to ignore. Yuffie stood up and shook her finger at Sephiroth.[/i] Yuffie: Do that again, and I'll call you Sephy for the rest of your life.... Sephiroth: I'll blast you away with Ultima. Yuffie: I'll use Wall. Sephiroth: I-....can't believe I'm arguing with a girl like you. Yuffie: What's THAT supposed to mean?!?!?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She screamed, a bullet had ripped through her left shoulder. She cursed and raged, feeling her demon blood rising behind her eyes. The guards fell around her...like confettie. She charged down the corridor, and nearly plowed Ken over. He was holding his ears, both of them bleeding. She swore once more, then looked him in the eye and placed her hands over his. She felt the stud in her mouth pulse and she let it go. Immediatly something that could only be felt as a presence....filled his body and passed through his ears. He blinked, then shook his head. In response, she clutched her head in agony......her demon blood boiled in the wake of the angelic healing.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She closed her eyes and pulled the thin silk sheets up to her chest. Their voices drifted in her direction...but she chose not to listen more than was absolutely necessary. Like she had pondered the meaning of her existence...they would have to as well. At least she had gottten over it without contemplating suicide. In a few days, they'd be over themselves......in theory. She turned on her right side and blew out her scented candles. Time to rejuvinate her spirit essence.... Her dreams were the same as before. The six armed self staring into a mirror, reaching out to a humanoid girl, turning pale with longing, then shattering it with a flick of her claws. Worlds shattering, energy being drained swiftly......one world falling after the other. A disease haunting her body, but being banished once more by a light. A light that didn't go out. No matter what happened. Was it truly inside her? Or did it come from everyone else? Was she awake? Was she dreaming? Hours later, she awoke to pitch black. She drew the blinds aside, finding only starlight.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Sure, easy enough. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [i]Trance opened the shuttle bay doors, to find Sean and a badly damaged Mech tramp in. She leapt down to his level, grabbing her tookit as she went. She landed and ran up to him, running her scanner over his body. He waved her off.[/i] Sean: Not now! We have to get back. Trance: You're fine, and your mech repairs.... Oh gods, you really did have fun didnt' you? Sean: Hurry. Are the children alright? [i]She set to work before he even started, welding and repairing here and there. She answered with her head down.[/i] Trance: They're cryogenically frozen.....they'll be fine. If I can find a cure before they're reactivated. Sean: ....I see. Do you need help? Trance: Coffee and two iron sheets.[/COLOR]

[color=royalblue]I've seen life like that before.....although I have no true heart experience, I've cried and mourned with my relatives time and time again. My aunt has had miscarraiges left and right before they had to do a hysterectomey. My cousin, whom I've always been very very close with, had her baby prematurely as well. But he had a genetic disorder from both sides of the family that made him paralyzed for life. And it slowly degenerated his body until he couldn't breathe. The scientists refused my cousin's wishes to let him alone until he finally died, and ran tests on him because his disease was so rare, the chance of getting it was 1 in 9 million. The only reason she thought he was normal while she was pregnant....was the fact that his body could move in water. So she felt him kicking and thought he was going to be okay, but he was born without freedom of movement. My aunt wrote a story akin to yours, she called it Heart Strings. And when I read your story, I felt similar feelings. Saddness, happiness that he's safe in heaven, but it's a bittersweet feeling. Sometimes I wonder if I even want to get pregnant and married and all that. But to have a child of my own, even for a little while, would be something special. My thoughts are with you. Even though this seems like it's just not enough.[/color]