Raiha

[color=royalblue][i]Like usual, she had fallen asleep in the corner...standing stock still, hands planted against the wooden walls, hair bonding with it. There was no discomfort, only a dull pulsing sound as the energy of the wood passed through her body. Nothing but a channel...pressing everything through her mind. The small dragon looked at her and she shivered uncontrollably. Her first impulse was to bond completely to the wood and hide herself within. But he didn't move and didn't breathe any fire at her. Maybe he wouldn't try to flame her body.....again..... Vondeux sighed and listened to the music, as if in a trance.....eyes flickering slowly..... Hair waving slowly with the movement of the wind. Manatsu No Eve was sleeping. Everything around her was in a state of rest...but she had been in repose all day. She felt the urge to uproot herself and move forwards. But the water was already thick in the air, the rain would start soon, and the temperature was at a pleasant cool degree. So calm and comforting...this atmosphere. No pressure. No fears. No helpless children screaming for rescue. And no thick fur to worry about. The dryad stage was usefull...but not something she would learn to love. Why did she have to change so much? Her body was slender and prone to bending.....quite unlike her last animalistic stage. It didn't make any sense...but then again. Her life never did. She swayed slowly, the wind rustling her hair, and the leaves growing down her arms. Eve stirred in her sleep, and Vondeux hummed one of her sleeping songs. She quieted down...and everything around her slowed to a dull torpor.[/i][/color]

[COLOR=royalblue]You are not mine, And I am not yours, It was a mistake, A moment of passion played upon the wind. Foolish of me, So useless and wrong, To waste myself, And then let you go up. Bearing you was pain, Killing you was worse, You know the truth, I could not have allowed life. Where there should've been death, Despair and know, That even though it pained me, I would do it again. Child that is not mine.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue] Name: Yuffie Kisaragi Age: 16 Height: 5'2" Weapon: Shuriken Bio: The daughter of the powerful ninja Godo, Yuffie has inherited his sneakiness, skills, and prime wit. She will take your posessions without a qualm, but stick with you until there's nothing in it for her. She's left Wutai and has been roaming, picking on helpless travelers, and is waiting for some excitement...as her life is rather boring at the moment.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]As they neared the town, Sayuri took out her cloak and completely covered herself. Bare skin, short tunic, belt, scabbard and all. It would not do to advertise her body any more than was absolutely necessary... It had gotten her into trouble more than once. And that was enough for her. She tied her hair back and pulled the hood completely over her face. Wolf looked at her, now shrouded completely by dark folds of fabric.[/i] Wolf: Better. Sayuri: ....just hope nobody gets a good look at my face. It won't go well after that. Ken: Why not? Sayuri: ...I've been here before. The results were negative.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Trip walked over and Wolf kept his hand on her shoulder. He looked down at her and asked her again if she was alright. She looked up slowly, hair falling away, taking the concealment from her red left eye. The demon eye cooled from the blaze to a calm golden honey. He took a step back.[/i] Trip: ....she's.... Wolf: What do you want?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Lifé: ....no, I was insinuating the idea that you go off and do it to some cheap whore that doesn't have anything else to do. Ilmiwyrth: And you have something to do? Lifé: ....oh gods....spare me. [i]He caressed her cheek and she slapped his hand away with more than just a little annoyance.[/i][/COLOR]

[color=royalblue]Vondeux: ...think what you like, I certainly won't stop you. Pritz: Of course. Vondeux:.....by the way.... I think somebody is waiting for us downstairs. Pritz: Why do you say that? Vondeux: Female intuition. [i]She half closed her eyes, then pushed his hand away and stood up.[/i] ~~~~~~~~ [color=royalblue]Excuse me dear...you really don't have the skill to do that to me without an outright fight. that is considere godmodding, and I'll have none of that. And another thing, we never left the room. And we're both naked. You think we'd just waltz down the stairs?[/color][/color]

[color=royalblue]Ahh.......the mutated plot thickens.....suspence. Drama... I love it.[/color]

[COLOR=royalblue]Vondeux: It's a side effect from screwing with an overgrown wolf....and drinking his blood... Pritz: Sounds like you... Vondeux: Was very stimulating. Pritz: I can imagine.[/COLOR]

[color=royalblue][i]Arms around one of her kindred trees, Vondeux listened to the flute playing.......the tree bowed and bent around his dryad....gentle and warm. Then she stood up on one of his banches and climbed until she could see the sillouhette in the window. She nodded to him and his spirit stirred a sudden wind. She leapt upwards, guided by the breeze, and caught onto the nearby window. Eve looked up, only to see the trees blowing in the wind. Vonduex crouched on the pane, then leaned over and rolled in. The room was empty, so she crawled around the other side, willing her hair to become normal again. She knocked and the music stopped abruptly. Eve walked to the door and opened it slowly. A dryad. A tall pale one, recalling the slender strength of her willow kynn. She smiled gently and held out a long slim hand.[/i] Eve: ...who are you? Vondeux: ...Vondeux Sevenstar.....you must be Eve. Eve: Yes...but how did you...? Vondeux: Every word spoken is whispered to me...through the trees and the grass. Do you not know of what we can do? Eve: A dryad. I could not tell. [i]She smiled and let her hair turn to the wood it was originally, bonding with the doorjamb, and flowing out like branches.[/i][/color]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Her left eye flashed red and she turned, drawing her blade at the same time. Wolf put a restraining hand on her shoulder and she backed away. The words he told her were calming...although she wanted nothing more than to rip something apart.... "Not now....save your strength." " ....I hate being watched." He waited patiently.[/i][/COLOR]

[color=royalblue]I'm a synthest, which means I can see colors when I hear sounds, and attach naturistic feelings to it. For example, when I hear aspen leaves, I think of a child's laughter. Rather freakish. I don't have de-ja-vu...but it reminds me of a certain quote from the Animatrix that I know applies to my own good self: "Why does it seem more real when I'm dreaming?"[/color]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She smiled and leaned over, kissing Naryu gently.....softly. Then she stroked her hair with a taloned and, and sat up. Arms resting around the lonely girl....protective and warm.[/i] Nary: ..... Saitsune: Are you alright? Nary: ...I'm fine... [i]The female dragon smiled sweetly and kissed her again, this time, as a lover would. Feircly, but still in a sweet way. Nary sighed and leaned against her, cradled like a child, but knowing the truth. Saitsune smiled and let her hair fall down around her face, snakes crawling up, sliding over the two women, up between their tresses and down over their thighs. Naryu gasped for air at the surprising shock, like falling down into water, and Saitsune smiled. Such warmth was hers to offer, and the gift of the snakes was certainly a great one.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She clawed the window open then made her break for freedom with the mist fae clinging on easily. She swopped out and over the clouds, spiraling over the atmosphere happily, elated to be free once more. Nary smiled and held on gamely. Saitsune held herself still in midair, then peered down through the clouds. No humans. With all the skill of a thousand year dragon, she spiraled downwards, in slow lazy circles, then landed in the canyon between two huge hills. Her body reformed and Nary slowly disconnected herself. The two women assumed vaugely humanoid shapes and looked up at the blue sky while resting on their backs.[/i] Nary: ...that was fun. Saitsune: Don't worry, there will be plenty of oppertunity to do it again...knowing me. Nary: Are you always like this? Saitsune: I'm afraid so. [i]She rolled over and touched Nary's face gently.....then smiled.[/i] Saitsune: That was very kind of you.[/COLOR]

[color=royalblue]It's as funny as hell, very good graphics, excellent sword fighs, and Jonny Depp was a very cute and adorable sun struck pirate. Orlando Bloom looks much more manly and less elfishly delicate and is in all accounts, an excellent swordsman. The girl was rather....not so great....but she had some reedeming qualities. As my friend put it: "She's cute...but kinda....well....flat." Anyways, Jonny Depp makes the movie worth the six dollars and fifty cents.[/color]

[color=royalblue]You playing a girl is very intersting. A first. Not bad at all.....we crave validation. Give us more.[/color]

[color=royalblue]Well, you started badly. You're in the wrong spot....and I have a feeling you'll be joining your friend very soon in Banworld.[/color]

[color=royalblue]If we're taling sweet little nothings, my list would be a foot long. Mmmm.....sweet nothing crushes... PiroMunkie, Chaos, Yoda, Lalith Ril [he's my dearie] Mitch, Anti, aaaaaaaaand.... uh....uh...um........Sephiroth.[/color]

[COLOR=royalblue]Oh no, we quite understand. Much safer.....leave nothing to chance. ~~~~~~~ Pritz: Going to kill me now? Vondeux: Hardly. I was wondering just how good you would be...and now that my interest has been satiated, I think I'll dissapoint my Val Shagress. Again. Pritz: Good to know. Vondeux: Of course, don't get comfortable. I might accidentally try to kill you.... Pritz: I'm sure I could stop that. Vondeux: Exactly. So anyways.... [i]She smiled at him, showing her half formed fangs.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]The breath caught lightly in her throat and she sent out her ethric hands...touching those of the being clinging to her. She let the mist caress her body, then sent out her thoughts. "I thank you kindly.....whoever you may be." "Nary. Mist fae." "Pleasure....I am Empress Saitsune of the Water Dragons....disconnected from my clan...." Glenn cursed then shoved her into a side room and locked the doors. Once he was gone, she swiftly turned to the windows....Nary disconnecting from her body at the same time. She smiled at the female....then held out her hands.[/i] Saitsune: Are you ready to go? Nary: How? Saitsune: I'm a dragon ...remember? Nary: ...oh. Satisune: Get back, this is going to be messy. [i]With the skills she had long practiced, she snarled and rippled her spine. Then her body morphed back into the half human half dragon shape. Nary smiled and stepped closer.[/i] Saitsune: Ready.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She curled up completely and relaxed her body. The cloak covering her absorbed her body's essence once more, drawing down the scent of sweat and grass. Sayuri closed her eyes and felt her blood hum through her veins. Tengu blood. In her body. The power of a demon. Perhaps it would be enough to ensure their survival tomorrow. Hopefully.....she and Ken would live to someday exact their revenge properly. And then there was always the thought of their traveling companions....what they would do. [/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]With some quiet skill, she took out her IV and patched herself up. He started, then looked at her. She was about to ask him what was wrong, when she found herself staring down the buisness end of his gun. Time seemed to stand still. She heard the click and closed her eyes....a sharp intake of breath.[/i] Wolf: You.... Trance: Kill me now. Wolf: No. I can't. Trance: So you know now. Wolf: A half demon girl....just waiting for somebody like me to come along. Trance: ...I could've just as easily killed you. [i]She looked at her hands. A slight tear forming in her eye.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She sighed and was about to retire for the night when Rena's mother, Iris, came rushing in, crying and screaming hysterically. She looked up from her papers....[/i] Trance: What's wrong Iris? Iris: The children! They're ...they're ....dying....high fever, we can't do anything... Trance: Calm down Iris. They will be fine. I'm sure I have something for them. Let's go. [i]She put on her shirt, and followed Iris down the hall at a run. She entered the children's sleeping quarters and found several of them crying and sobbing for their mothers. Doctor Trance leaned over the nearest and felt her forehead with the back of her hand. She frowned and took out the usual antibiotic. She dosed the child, who took her medecine without a whimper, then moved onto the next. Iris followed in her wake with cold cloths and bandaids and gauze.[/i] Rena: Am I going to die? Trance: Not if I can help it dear.... now try to sleep. [i]She tucked the covers in and finished up with the others. Fitfull crying, and sweating profusely..... it broke her heart. Iris and one of the other caretakers leaned over to her.[/i] Iris: How bad is it? Trance: I don't know yet if it's a virus or a bacteria. But everyone seems to be unaffected. This could be a child sickness....one I've never seen before. Iris: What are we going to do? Trance: I need to rest. You can put the caretakers on shifts. Rotate them and monitor the children's vital signs. If there's any advancement, let me know.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]He sat down on her bed, drifting off slowly, aided by the scented candles and insence burning. The door was unlocked swiftly and she returned, holding something close to her body. He waited for her to speak, when she rolled to the ground. The scroll's translation was there, but the bullet wound through her lower shoulder was also there. She let her eyes close....too much pain, she wasn't going to let it ..... He picked her up, and she moaned softly. [/i] Wolf: What happened? Trance: ...guard winged me...thought...I was somebody else...... ....he doesn't know it's me... .... .... ..... Wolf: Damn.[/COLOR]

[color=royalblue][i]She yawned and quickly fell asleep again, sedated by the recent excursion into the bedsheets. As he drove off, blasting his speakers, she smiled to herself. He really was a very sweet guy. But not her type. It wouldn't work anyways..... She snuggled deeper into the sheets and drowned out all rational thought. Not too difficult.[/i][/color]