Fight for the Shaman King (Shaman King RP) V.2

[RedLionPaladin]

(It's okay. Thanks for the apology. I'll make another post later, probably tomorrow as I'm really tired tonight. It was a bit frustrating and what you said did come across as brusk and rude Leviathan, but all is forgiven. I was going off what Chad said that our two characters would meet up after I asked who wanted to meet Amidamaru and she said that she would send her character to do so. I didn't see your post until later and then realized that there was a bit of a mix up. And then it appeared that you were shoving me off to someone else and running off in a different direction, but whatever. It's all good. I'll write another post later; it's been a really long day.

Oh, and for pronoun reference, I'm a guy so masculine if you please! lol)

[Chadanaiy]

((Whoops I fell asleep on my post last night and was currently also falling on it again as I finished it.))

-Arisu-

His words seemed to pull out of his throat like a long endless string of knotted handkerchiefs, everywhere, spilling. He talked, and the more he talked the more Arisu's new grin of relief seeped wide into the plump of her face. When the trick was over and the hush returned, and the last tissue fallen to the floor, the girl still stood waiting, just a bit. Her face shone with rows of tiny white teeth.
"I thought you were a projection..." she said, coming closer. Her eyes were drilled right through his skull and latched there, as if allowing them to slide away would allow him to vanish. "There's more and more shamans who can... Who learn to do that now: see inside your head and morph into your friends or people you know then uh... you know." She could feel the first pools of rain run through the fabric of her bag and stripe down her back, once, twice. "Maybe I just didn't believe I'd find any of you guys again..."
Bastet padded up to her shaman, watching keenly as a slow and grateful breathing seemed to occur between spoken words.
"And you've seen Celeste!" The girl's gaze grew glowing. "I've been living here in Tokyo for months and I haven't seen of heard of her! How is she?" Flecks of water parachuted off the tip of her nose like single notes. "And-and and you? How is it? How are you?"
"You've met a new partner?" Bastet asked, looking up at the flaming warrior: nodding at her in acknowledgment.
Arisu squinted at a raindrop that crashed beside her eye and tripwired her brain into remembering the questions she'd been asked. "Oh and the rain! it's okay." The wet sky gleamed on the rims of her eyes. There was a strand of hair glued to her cheek. "I like it, actually." Her eyes swung left, then back. "I missed it. I'm glad."


((Probably this post is terrible. I can't for the love of me tell at the moment.))

[RedLionPaladin]

(Well, here's mine for whomever wants to run into Amidamaru.)

Rain poured down from the darkened night sky, accompanied by its brothers thunder and lightning, as a silver haired shaman walked slowly down the sidewalk. For the umpteenth time since the rain began, he tugged on his collar as he tried to keep the rain from running down his back. He had been out and about all day and the was no rain in the forecast earlier that day; so because of that, he had neglected to bring a hat along with him. After all, why should he? It wasn't needed for such a beautiful day that was in the morning; but now with the brooding sky overhead, pouring down a deluge of rain, he sorely wished that he had brought one with him. Several times he thought about ducking into a restaurant or shop to wait out the rain, but he changed his mind as he got closer to his home and decided to wait it out until he got back. He glanced over at the glowing white dragon-like head floating next to him, the spirit form of his guardian ghost, as he walked, as if silently blaming her for keeping him out this late. In a way, it was her fault as he was caught up in purchasing items he would need for the upcoming shaman tournament and the silly thing was waay too curious about the outside world and all it entailed for her own good. So, with her darting all over the place and the young shaman following her to keep an eye on her, he had lost track of time and didn't notice the approaching storm until the first drops of rain had splattered the road. The young shaman sighed and shook his head gently as he walked along, hoping to make it home soon.

[Leviathan~]

((and you say you don't post long, shame on you Tsu))

Ryoshi...

Ryoshi chuckled and nodded a bit. "Yeah I know, the mirages have gotten a bit ridiculous. I'll teach you a few tricks to figure them out later, it's not too hard to differentiate once you know what to look for." he said, taking another step forward, his confidence returning. "Celeste is fine, a bit somber due to the empty riverbed but she'll be alright. She seemed like she wanted to be alone when I saw her, you know how she gets when she's upset." he mused. He was about to go on when he felt heat from within and suddenly his spirit stood beside him. "The name's Roka, please apologize White-Tipped Shark over there for not introducing me like a proper gentleman." The voice had a hiss like steam out of a kettlepot. Always heated to a boiling point. The tips of the spirit's hair seemed to curl up and wave like flames in the wind. "We found each other not long after he left his Cactus friend and the Spirit of Rain back at that old abandoned building. He doesn't like to show me off because I look 'intimidating'" she mocked, rolling her eyes at the idea, totally oblivious to how intimidating a 7 foot woman with a sword, whitefire, and a club tail could be. "At least he blabbers enough to where I learn things. You must be Arisu and you must be Bastet. He doesn't talk about you much but he never shuts up about you." she cooed, going over from Bastet to Arisu as she addressed who she was referring to. Ryoshi almost blushed and acted like he hadn't heard that comment. "Enough, about, me. How are you two?" he tried to get the topic away from him and Roka thankfully was satisfied with her torture enough to let him be.

[RedLionPaladin]

(I was bored and under attack from writer's bug.)

[Bahamut's Regent]

Celeste preformed a series of gently devastating attacks. The dragon at her side roared with every finishing strike. His deepen voice echoed through the rain soaked air, the gray tall buildings, and the empty void. The golden eyed shaman huffed at the edge of her yard, one of the last in the gray cityscape, and she watched the people on their ways, noting the lack of spirits. A ball of white passed by and she blinked.

[Chadanaiy]

-Arisu-

All throughout the two shamans' happy reunion, Bastet's lashes had been slowly fanning her eyes back to their usual ennui, but a sudden glint of interest had unfurled in them as the warrior spirit showed herself. A smile curled at her jaw with the waves of white flame she saw tumbling down the woman's hair. She'd chuckled as they spoke, and glanced up to meet her gaze with respectful pleasance.
"It's quite a shame!" she'd said, in complete honesty, to the spirit's comment on Ryoshi not wanting her to be seen. Roka, she thought, looked quite noble, as well as —she concluded— remarkably beautiful.
"I can only imagine what he's been telling you about us..." she continued. "Our Ryoshi here does not like me much, which given my character I can very well foresee. But as for Arisu well ah..." She cast off the end of the sentence with a lift of the lip and a curve of the eyes. "Surely you must know."
The girl's ears turned pink and she glowered down at her cat. "Hush you!" she muttered seriously, to which the spirit offered a smirk.
Huffing shortly, Arisu turned back to her friend and pressed a raindrop that came spilling from her hairline with her thumb. "Well," she said slowly, eyes swinging to brushing the ground, "I'm glad to hear Celeste's okay..." Her gaze lost itself for a second, knitting her bushy brow. "I can't imagine how important that river is to her." She was starting to feel her sleeves become heavy. "I'd love to see her again too: soon, And Kohaku too, maybe even Komo..." In the distance, thunder tumbled onto the metal city. The rain sparked orange as it hit the scope of the streetlights. "And we can train together: like you said: identifying illusions!" Her face twisted into a lightly joking stance. "See, just then you weren't moving or talking back then, and while I've got Bastet on smell and aura... for a few seconds there you fit the requirements for me to go right ahead and gut ya!" Her claws were still fitted to her hands, brushing against the inside of her jacket.
She glanced around at the gleaming park around them. Sliding her mind over the metal linings of the park fences. Another raindrop dived off her nose. "Wait, I know there's a bench somewhere here with a roof... We're soaked to the bone already but hey, at least we'll dry off."

((I have to stop writing so late at night))

[Chadanaiy]

((Oh right I forgot to ask, Ry did you see the pages where Auora settled what was going on with the plot? Just in terms of how all the old characters are unchanged despite it being an entirely new shaman fight? (It's great cause this is a plot point which is interesting but doesn't actually change that much in terms of what we actually RP)
Pretty much what was decided is that Pliea won the last Shaman Fight (the one in the old RP) and is still currently on the throne (which has had dire consequences on the world, especially for humans) and all the characters from the old RP have waited the 500 years until the next Shaman Fight and reincarnated...))

[Leviathan~]

((ohhh well that's interesting. Well I mean I have sort've already changed my charrie but hell I can just change him back. Roka's cool but it we're goin' all hands on deck I'll take Komo any day. Aurora you want me to convert back to good ol' Ryo then? I'm totally fine with it.))

[Chadanaiy]

((I don't think it's necessary that they be 100% the same in terms of physique? Like for usual reincarnations, they keep their same memories but in Arisu's new form I took the liberty of saying she's facially similar to her past self in the way a descendant would be... It was also the chance for me to make her a bit younger (15 years then became 12 years of post-reincarnation life) but also to evolve her personal development a tad.))