Heliox Larkura wrote: {Hell} (18) {Pansexual} (Human Form) {Location:
Forest} (Tagging:
Open)
The leaves, once green, were now vibrant shades of warm colors. Those were the colors that the embodiment of hell were looking at right now, lost in the colorful warmth that the leaves reflected that were in his chest. Heliox was outside of the mansion, deep in the forest where he couldn't be bothered by anyone from his home or any vermin from the society of humans. If it came down to that, he would much rather have one of he fellow ledgendaries visit him. Even Evie was better than some human. Summer really did flash by in a breeze, there was something about that season that made him feel some kind of sensation, something one could call a summer's dream.
"It feels so familiar... Yet so far..." The sensation of bringing someone close to him, under the protection of hell. The male reaches out at the sky above, lost in his thoughts. The feeling of his own summer dream.
He sets his arm back over his body and lets out a deep sigh, closing his blue eyes and allowing himself to delve into the world that Life and Death has created. The crisp breeze from the cloudy skies, bird and squirrels were abound in search for resources. Then there were the bare trees, leaves crunchy brown on the forest floor where he laid. It certainly is a natural harmony, and that brought him peace. Even the fiery hell can be peaceful, just as long as he gets his way and isn't disturbed. These were one of those moments.
Lucian Taranu wrote:{Mind} (17) {Pan} (Fluture) {Location:
City Area} (Tagging:
James)
"I want food." Fluture chirps softly, out of the blue to Lucian. She nudges him in a butterfly-manner to look at a nearby cafe close to that tree. She figured now would be a nice time to have Lucian meet up with another elemental, mingling is good stuff after all. She was also curious as to see his reaction to everything, reactions were always nice to see. From partner to stranger. She wasn't ratting the the other out, and didn't tell Lucian about this at all. It was just a nudge in their general direction, nothing drastically obvious. A small sigh and a shake of his head and Lucian follows the request of his insect companion.
"Why the sudden hunger?" He asks for no reason in particular, heading in. He chose a nice window seat close to a few trees and began looking through the place's selections, trying to find something for Fluture to enjoy. The butterfly was on Lucian's head now, looking off in the direction of that tree once again to keep an eye on the other elemental.
Safiel Malone wrote: {Non-Elemental} (16) {Homo} (Occult
God Magician) {Location:
Occult Base} (Tagging:
Open)
Light coughing could be heard from a run down looking warehouse, a bit away from the last few residential houses of Yokohama. It's a small, but spacious, and Safiel is in the process of keeping the place clean. It's amazing just how much dust can collect in just a few days, the small male often found himself being the one to clean the place up. He really didn't mind though, that's what is is for- right? Nothing more than a lowly human who should not be alive in the first place. The other members who were clearly more experienced than him could track down the elementals, Safiel was sure they had no need for him.
"At least I'm working with a greater cause," he mumbles to himself after clearing up his windpipes of the barrage of dust that came at him after lifting up some old sheets used to cover messes from the beginning, when the occult was formed. Ahh, it was nice to finally have a place to belong in a sense. Not just in a room, but with others that understand everything that you said and what's going on. To think that they had grown so much since the start of summer. Who knew that summoning spell would work? Either way, Safiel was more than ecstatic when there was an immediate response to the ritual, and Death appears before them. To know that all of his dark fantasies can manifest and come to life, it gave the small male a sense of hope.
He sets the once dusty cover aside for the time being and begins to look through the books under the cover, dusting them off first before he looked through them and decided where to set these things on the shelves, and if more were needed. At this rate, it seemed like the shelf could fit everything, then again an overstuffed shelf may not be the best thing in the world. He's have to work it all out.
Zarom Nyxon wrote:{Dream} (16) {Andro} (Donovan) {Location:
Deep in the Forest- By Legendary Mansion} (Tagging:
Seiten)
The crunching of leaves from footsteps came to a pause. A shiver ran down Zarom's spine upon hearing a voice, his ears unable to pinpoint the source of the noise. The leaves were still rustling, flaunting off their warm colors of the fall. But as for Zarom, this was all different. His powers of dreams and illusions were gripping at him stronger than he had felt them before, keeping him in his dream-like world that he could honestly call his reality at this point. The harmonious balance between light and dark he was seeing before had withered away, crumbling to the gray in the air, now just a void with nothing but-
"Death..." He whispers to himself upon realizing the force of his illusions and what exactly they were portraying. The trees he saw were dark and sucked of life completely, blowing away as dust starting from the top most branches when even the slightest breeze passes by, caressing his cheeks with light, cold butterfly kisses. He could barely grasp why Donovan demanded for him to turn around, it didn't seem that bad though. Just an uncomfortable atmosphere and and ominous illusions. Obviously it was rather later and unwise for Zarom to run away now, hearing how whatever force resided her caught wind of him and was obviously talking to him. Who else would it be? No one else is here in this here forest. He gave himself a good minute before responding to the question that was asked to him. The force he was most likely talking with would be something to not tamper around with. Now, he too felt the force that Donovan was wary of, and that said partner would most likely not be coming to his aid, Zarom nudging then aside to begin with.
"Yes, I am." He simply states, not bothering to beat around the bush or make his answer long winded like how some people he knew would respond, even to the most simplistic questions in a non threatening scenario. He decided to not say anything more unless he was asked, not wanting to ramble on about topics that would be irrelevant in this case.
Kaichi Makumi wrote:{Non-Elemental} (17) {Pan} ("Bystander") {Location:
Library} (Tagging:
Shiro)
He watches quietly at the comfort of the the couch on what his beloved Shiro was doing. By the looks of it, he was conducting a spell from that purple book of his. Kaichi watches with mild interest, curious as to why Shiro was so into this black magic. In a matter of seconds, he could see why. His blue eyes widen at the sight of a cat talking, Miko nonetheless!
"You can talk!" The male squeals, eyes practically sparkling at the sight of a talking cat. Now he could come to understand what they were saying! Miko at least. Seeing his favorite kind of animal talk made his day twice as good, the first thing that made his day being Shiro's reactions. Speaking of which, the male didn't scoot away from his hand just now. Rather, he felt the slightest bit of pressure on his hand- Was he slowly accepting Kaichi's advances? Or maybe that feeling of being leaned on was just an illusion. He was super tempted to reach out and do that motion again, but decided against it and would save it for another day.
"Did you magic do this Shiro?" He asks while motioning over to Miko.
Shoki Kurobane wrote: {Non-Elemental} (18) {Bi} (Occult God) {Location:
Park} (Tagging:
Open)
A smile plays upon a rather troublesome male's face- I'm not really sure if it would be called a smile really coming from someone like him with such corrupted intentions. One hand was stuffed in his pocket while the other was playing around with his flip phone. It was that or his coin, which he really didn't feel like accidentally loosing if it came to that. The park is a bad place to loose something such as a coin. His magenta eyes were either scanning the park, or fixated on the screen with the text he had gotten way back when with this mysterious occult club. He really joined out of pure boredom, and he has no regrets, The occult stuff is real and it's getting interesting. Very interesting. Shoki was on the watch for anyone that could possibly be an elemental. His magic tracker was on his phone, so if he was close to one, it would vibrate. It was simple and ingenious to the male, it looks like he was checking some text and no one would be suspicious about it.
After bathing in a bit of his self glory once again, Shoki closes his flip phone and slips it into his pocket before getting up from leaning against the tree. Well, doesn't look like he'll be getting anything much by just staying in one spot in this park. Maybe walking around would help with the search process. Oh how cool it would be for him to get his hands on these wanted elementals first. Now that would make him all the better and more superior to everyone else.
Raide Kurobane wrote:{Non-Elemental} (16) {Hetero} ("Bystander") {Location:
Mall- Food Court} (Tagging:
Open)
"You lose... Again." A small female mumbles before sighing and brushing a bit of her hair that had ended up in her face to the back of her head, where it belongs. There was a click of her tongue as she back-fists one of her opponents that decided it was a good idea to try going at her one more time. Obviously, it didn't work. The male was promptly sent back to where he came from, sluggishly leaning against the wall after trying to fight her a first time. He was sent back with brute force, a small force of wind coming from the little female's simply action against this attacker.
"Nice try," Raide turns around and walks out of the alleyway, coming out completely unscathed from the fight she had just gotten out of.
How in the world did she end up being a favorite target of practically every gang here on the street was beyond her, at least she could fend them off very easily. Oh how she owed her thanks to the male who had the name of Laruka, a mysterious male he was, but helpful. Raide looks both ways down the sidewalk before blending in with the rest of the crowd, thinking of what she could do before heading back to that place she was disappointed to call home.
"I could use a bite," She says to herself before scanning the stores for any decent food places. To her luck, there was the food course of a mall right across the street. In just a few minutes, Raide was there, ready to find something to grab and eat. Of course, she would be paying for it, just because she got into street fights doesn't mean she's that much of a thief. Maybe just a bit rowdy, but nothing that would make you think she gets violent right off the bat. She stood there and was looking over a menu, looking between multiple selections that caught her eye.
"Lets see... A salad wouldn't be too bad. But then again, that chicken bake looks tempting..."