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Post by Makeru Kage on Feb 11, 2015 19:02:00 GMT
Note: Will have Mak and Gensho around for one post, then all just Mo and Chester to keep thread going quicker Makeru's eyes were dropping the further they went. He'd never been this close to the other realms since being banished, and certainly didn't think he'd be going so close now when in such a state. Chester was much worse, being comforted by Gensho as she hung onto her life. Makeru tried to pay attention to much on the pain surrounding the ship. All were suffering now in some way, and all Makeru could do to help was make sure his ship move fast in the sense of urgency. Sighing, Makeru sat on the edge of the ship, making sure he remained awake by nibbling at apples. They were soon passing through the ash red clouds of Dranar, and Makeru tried to make sure he could still breath. Angels could feel the hot air of Dranar hit him, and he realized why most Angels didn't like visiting here. Holding his nose a little, Makeru made sure he was concentrating on going towards Kurrayami. Things were quiet as usual in Dranar, most Demons remained either indoors or down in Sohul. Perhaps they themselves had evolved beyond the desire to live somewhere so grubby, or perhaps Dranar was so full of uninhabitable waste lands that it was hard to find any Demons around. Makeru glanced down as they began circling the city of Kurrayami, glancing down to Gensho and Chester. "We're here..." He stated down to them, though he sounded more broken than he'd expected. Mak's throat had been destroyed, but he didn't want to lose his voice just yet. Thinking about all of those in Aura who needed to be warned, a mute Mak couldn't do that. Slowly, Makeru began to descend, landing on the path leading up to Mo's Manor. Makeru carefully walked down to Gensho, offering to help, but the Demon shook his head. "If you leave now, you can still warn the Angels in time... go Makeru, I've got things here... And thank you." Makeru stood in place, nodding his head but wincing when Gensho took Chester by himself. "F-fine... a-and I'm sorry... f-for everything that happened." Mak said, giving Gensho a sympathetic smile. Gensho returned it, nodding a little. The Demon carefully took Chester off of the ship, and the three could notice a change in the air. They had company, and Makeru didn't want to be around to meet it. He had to hurry to Aura, after all. Waving his hand weakly, Makeru held his stomach with one hand, pulling the ship from the ground to head down and up once more to the other side of the clouds. To a place he definitely didn't think he'd be visiting again, or at least not under these circumstances.
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Post by Just Mo on Feb 11, 2015 20:48:54 GMT
So things had finally fallen through the gaps of control. Mo had sensed un-order in his Demon children, but had promised himself long ago that their choices were their own, so long as it didn't affect the other races too heavily. He'd known there were some trouble children out there. Itami, Rurushu. Exitium was an issue Mo didn't know how to handle. The boy had made too many wrong moves for Mo to trust him. Gaining the powers of a God without Mo's permission, letting his foster father die in Sohul, and now was causing more grief than ever. Injuring one of Tenshi's most beloved Guardians. And killing Mo's. Onrah's death had been heavy news, but Mo felt like if the God of Death had let himself die so easily to a pair of nitwits like Itami and Exitium, then perhaps Mo should respect his son's decision to pass on. It did hurt, however, and Mo planned for a memorial outside of his Manor to be made. But this death of a God wasn't like others. Mo couldn't go and pick a new and suitable God to replace the almost irreplaceable Onrah. Itami had committed a terrible sin and stolen his power, and now Mo was really furious at his children. But he'd been through life long enough to be adamant about stopping his misbehaving children. Demons did this kind of thing all of the time, kill one another, search for power. All Mo could do to stop them was defeat them, and Mo refused to return to the old Demon ways of dealing with issues by killing them.
Sighing, Mo had forgotten how many cups of tea he'd had. Things were heating up down in Sohul, and about an hour ago, Mo felt the headache return to his head. He'd not felt it for thousands of years, but there was no mistaking that power. Nervous, Mo had stayed up in Dranar. He was reluctant, no, he feared going down to Sohul now. Now that HE was released, perhaps even Mo didn't have a chance to stop him. The Demon King wasn't always the omnipotent and loving Demon everyone believed him to be. On many occasions, Mo had played the coward. He was a tiny Demon, always stepped over in his mortal life, and even in his old immortal age, Mo didn't feel much different. Swallowing, Mo's purple ears moved around, hearing the hum of magic from outside. Grabbing his poncho, Mo waddled out the front door, summoning his wings to float in the air as he hurried down the hill. He only recognised faces from the Jiko-Jiko festival, but knew Gensho better than the others. Mo glanced at the retreating ship, and then to Gensho and the severely injured Human girl. If he expected Mo to help and heal, then they'd travelled to the wrong side of the clouds. But Mo landed, smiling to his child. Gensho panted, and seemed in a hurry to speak. "M-mo! You must help us father... Akvan, he... he was forced into doing something terrible, and now all of Sohul and Aura is in danger of dying out. Itami plans of killing off all Angels and Humans by a disease. She used Chester.." Gensho stopped, pushing a piece of hair from Chester's face, helping the girl to move. Mo smiled sympathetically to her. Human wounds were untreatable here in Dranar. Only Demon injures could be cured in the Dranar pits, so Mo knew he couldn't help her right now. Mo's piercing pink-ish eyes looked over Chester, before looking into her eyes. "My dear... I am sorry for what has happened to you, but I do not see why you've come to me, how could I help?"
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Post by Chester on Feb 11, 2015 21:02:27 GMT
Chester felt like she was floating, falling in and out of consciousness throughout the entire trip to Dranar, but she refused to let these wound beat her, not until she at least talked to Mo, not until she at least tried to make up for her wrong doings. Through hazy eyes and a spinning world, Chester briefly heard voices speaking and she could see a change in atmosphere, now she knew she was in Dranar and not a moment too soon, forcing herself to waken up, and attempt to act as if she was not on the brink of death, Chester took a painful breath. "King... King, Mo... I ask, ask for, for a huge favour... I would like... Like..." Chester took another breath as she felt herself turn dizzy, she needed to know the answer before she went, needed to know if this would work. "I would like, Akvan's.. Or Shinda's.. Role as Disease god... Akvan must feel, feel guilty, and, and its my fault, as, as bait... He doesn't, doesn't deserve the... Hate he will receive. I want to, take, take this burden, off him... But, also, also keeping him, him alive... Please." Chester gave a small smile once she got that out. She wanted Akvan's job as God, wanted to take the burden of that role off him, didn't want him to go through the hate she could already see him get... Akvan didn't deserve that, not after everything; the loss of his brother, Shinda taking his body, her betrayal and Itami's cruel use for him... Chester wanted him to be happy, and this was the only way she could think of to help now.
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Post by Just Mo on Feb 11, 2015 21:22:14 GMT
Mo didn't like the word favour. Or favours themselves, too troublesome and needy. But he understood the need to help someone in return for giving them problems. And Mo felt like he owed this poor Human girl an awful lot. Seeing Humans move up throughout the year, it was clear to see Mo had a soft spot for them. No matter what they asked for, nothing should be too much for the Demon King. But what Chester asked, wasn't just a huge favour, it was an impossible one. To take a God's power, you had to be compatible, old enough... and a Demon. Chester was none of those things, and yet Mo still didn't want to dismiss her desires. Mo stared long and hard at Chester, before dropping his eyes and sighing. "I've made many mistakes in my old life, some of them I can't take back... and I'm too afraid to try. You kids don't realize what a huge coward I really am, do you?" Turning a Human into a Demon without rebirth was beyond just a sin. It was unforgivable. But what made Mo consider it, was that he'd already betrayed the Sun Goddess once, and he hadn't been punished for that yet. So who was to say she wouldn't overlook more of Mo's meddling.
Mo glanced to Gensho, sensing something wrong within the boy. He brought a powerful essence within him, but Mo couldn't focus on that just yet. He needed to resolve things with this poor Human girl first. To show his sincerity, Mo even took off his hat, letting his tiny horns and tuft of hair see Dranar light. "Chester, it is the job of Angels and Demons to protect Humans, allow them to live their lives with our guidance. We shouldn't... meddle, in their lives. But for hundreds of years, we have done nothing but a bad service to your kind, and I sincerely apologise. Your entire life as a Human had been stolen from you the moment you were born, and that isn't right. I cannot bring that life back, but if fulfilling your desire is all you want, then I will do all in my tiny powers to make sure it happens." Mo replied. He smiled to Chester. Such a sweet girl, offering to give her life for that of Akvan. Mo refused to comment on that matter, and he didn't know if he could save Akvan, now that HIS powers had been awoken. But Mo would try, for once in his cowardly life.
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Post by Chester on Feb 11, 2015 21:38:37 GMT
Chester couldn't help but burst into tears once she heard that Mo would help. She could perhaps finally begin to make amends for her sins. But she couldn't help but fear on what would happen to Akvan, especially if Shinda still had a hold on him. "Thank you... Thank you. And, and the other.... Races have helped, us, us humans more, more than... They know." I was true, though Chester herself has known little outside her upbringing with the Outlaws, she knows many humans who have been helped by the other races, Nanari as one example. "Humans, we, just don't, don't see the good... Things, either race, does for us..." That was also true, she noticed many humans believe what they wanted to believe, just like with Akvan, he was ridiculed for what job he has, one he kept so another wouldn't have to carry that burden, he never wanted to kill, but it was a cycle the humans thought they could break... One in which they couldn't. Now that Chester had spoken to Mo, she could feel the damage of her wounds catch up to her, yet she refused to let them beat her, not now she knew their was a chance to save Akvan. Turning to Gensho quickly, Chester reached out to grab his hand and squeeze as tightly as she could. "Im, sorry for, for everything. I never... Wanted this to, to happen. And thank, thank you, for helping... Despite, despite what I did... Im so, so sorry..." Smiling a sad smile to him, Chester gave another squeeze to his hand. "Anyone, anyone know where, I may, find medical attention..?" Chester needed it, the puncture to her lung becoming an issue. "I can, can feel my lung collapsing... Ow..." Chester gave a small breathless chuckle, she had spoken too much, using much needed breath.
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Post by Just Mo on Feb 11, 2015 22:07:48 GMT
Mo smiled. His Demons really didn't deserve the credit this Human child gave them, but the words were sweet nonetheless. Chester didn't know what Mo, and what Demons of the past, had done to this world to make it what it was. Mo's tail flickered back and forth, they needed to treat Chester's wounds soon, but wouldn't be able to do so before starting the favour. There was something that greatly differed Demons from Angels, and what had led to conflict so many years ago. Whilst Angels were direct children of the Sun Goddess, relying on her for power and wishes, Demons were born from something else. They were born from the earth, create by happenstance, and not directly by the Goddess. They created their own paths, their own kind of magic. And because of it, Demon were only 'adopted' by the Sun Goddess. They didn't rely on her power like Angels did. She controlled the existence of Angels, from their light magic to their very lives, but Demons were free to their own choices. The Sun could punish her Demons, but they could choose what to do on their own. Which meant, there was nothing to stop Mo from relying on his own powers, converting a Human into a Demon without allowing the Human to be reborn. Mo smiled to Gensho, who seemed a bit more cheerful in his complexion now that Mo was helping them. He grinned to the pair, before chuckling to Chester. "Of course my daughter, we need to help those wounds before I can do anymore for the favour I owe you." Mo said. He took his hat, moving forward to place it on Chester's head. A click of his finger, and all of the skulls on the hat came to life. They formed a little cloud, carefully forming themselves into a floating chair to support Chester and give Gensho a break from carrying her. "We should head inside, somewhere nice and cosy." Mo stated, walking back up to his manor, Skull familiars following as they delicately transported Chester. Mo lead the two inside, into a nice large spare room. There were so many fake rooms and pranks around the house, Mo made sure to find a room that was exactly as it looked. Mo offered Gensho a normal chair, before ordering his skulls to gently set down Chester. Things needed to be done soon, and Mo wasn't about to waste anymore time, he'd done that for the past a thousand years. Mo clapped his hands together, and the skulls returned to the hat. "I've never turned a Human into a Demon like this before, but there should be no reason why this doesn't work." Mo commented quickly, before summoning shadowy ooze to rise from the ground. Engulfing creatures in shadow had been the foundation of creating Demonic creatures since dark magic first appeared. The first Demon to try and use it on a simple land lizard ended up creating great Dragons. Wolves became Ceberus', and the same for others. So there was no logical reason why the same could not be done for Humans. Mo was confident in his skills. However, he was basically creating life with his magic, and so wouldn't get the power back that he was going to give to Chester. It might cut his magic by a bit, but Mo was prepared for that loss, he never got into fights enough to care about losing a portion of his strength. Mo moved his hands around, and the shadows danced, until they almost flowed up into Chester like water absorbed by a sponge. It was done so quickly and simply, it probably didn't even seem real. The conversion would take a little while to settle in, painlessly, but until then Chester would have to hold on. Demon medicine might work on her now, and Mo was open to try, but he wanted to check she was coping with the change first. "Your wings and tail should grow soon, and your teeth will sharpen. And the wounds should become easier to cope with, Demons are adapted to deal with bad wounds quite well... some believe it's because we're a very... boisterous race. But I would still like to treat it, whenever you feel ready."
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Post by Chester on Feb 11, 2015 22:26:29 GMT
Chester couldn't stop her tears, but they were out of happiness rather than sadness, so she didn't mind. Smiling slightly as Mo called her his daughter, it just proved to her that he was willing to try, and for that along she couldn't be more grateful. She watched in fascination as the skulls from his hat came to life, reminding her of her own one that she still had on her, hell she could feel the little thing strain against its resting place, before disappearing to join the others in their help to bring Chester where ever they were taking her, though she briefly felt it brush against her cheek in a comforting manner. Chester would speak during the trip, but she knew she had to save her strength to hold on while Mo did whatever he needed to do... Instead she kept in mind all she wanted to say for when she could. Groaning slightly as she was placed down once more, watching as the skulls returned to the hat, Chester took a couple of small breaths to catch the ones lost. By the time Chester realised Mo was doing something, the slight tingle in her body and sudden light-headedness giving it away, Mo had done what he needed to, and already Chester felt a little less pain, it wasn't by a lot, but she could tell, and she couldn't be more grateful. "Thank you so much for this." Chester found it easier to speak without having to pause, though it still took her breath away a little and made her head hurt. "I think I'll be fine now... Im strong enough." Chester then felt her own little skull come and rest next to her head, tucking itself into the crook on her neck in a comforting manner. She couldn't help but believe it was Onrah trying to give the comfort, the thought making her eyes water up, but she wouldn't let them fall, she didn't know Onrah that long, but she knew he would want her and everyone else to keep smiling, and that's exactly what she did. "Thank you both once again... I caused so much and don't deserve any of this, so just.. Thank you."
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Post by Just Mo on Feb 11, 2015 22:42:08 GMT
Mo felt like he'd just completed a work of art. He felt generally happy that his improvised technique had worked as it should. There could be future complications with a Demon created this way, but they could face them as they arrived to them. Gensho looked just as happy to see the conversion as a success, and patted Mo on the fluffy head as he smiled to Chester. "Well, it's looks like we have a new sister." Gensho chirped, sounding back to his usual self. Mo could still feel the dark presence, but Gensho would be asked about that later. For now, Mo had two exhausted children in his care, and aimed to be the masterful Host he was famous for being. Mo chuckled when Chester spoke again, walking closer and wafting his tail over his face. "Nonsense my dear, nothing is your fault. Humans shouldn't have to be burdened with things like fault. Whatever sins you think you've committed, were only due to the manipulation of the one you viewed as family. Itami is at fault, not you. However, all of your previous wrongs have been forgiven now, and I'm sure I'm not the first to say that. But now, make sure to stand on your own two feet, a Demon thinks for themselves and their family, and your decisions should be yours alone." Mo replied, feeling like he was giving a moral lesson he usual gave five year old Demons. Mo smiled at the little red skull, recognising that pattern of skull magic. "That's a rare gift you have, be sure to look after it. I'm sure Onrah put a lot of work into those skulls... Gensho my boy, this is to you as well. Treat them like you would treat your brother if he was here, because those little skulls are more attached to Onrah than you might think." Mo never cried for Onrah's passing. After losing so many favourites in the past. Now, when someone died in Mo's family, he treated it so nonchalantly it almost made it comforting. Gensho moved to Chester, carefully moving her so she wasn't lying flat, perhaps in a more comfortable position. It wasn't hard to see Gensho was already attached to Chester, she was more of a sister now than ever. And Mo knew after everything he'd been through, Gensho would be determined to keep this sibling. Mo sighed, "You shall both stay here for as long as I think you need to remain safe... so please make yourselves at home... I cannot complete the rest of my favour quite yet as there are things I must... prepare. But for now, rest up, and I'll get some tea brewing." The spare room they were was pretty big. Mo used it like a spare house for any guests. It had tables, chairs, dressing quarters, beds and a miniature kitchen, all in one room. Mo had enough faith in his Host skills that Gensho and Chester would be comfortable there for now.
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Post by Chester on Feb 11, 2015 23:02:58 GMT
Chester smiled over to Gensho, glad that he didn't seem to hate after everything she did. And though she could understand Mo's words, Chester still felt a fault, there was so much she could have done, things that may have changed the events that have come to pass, and though he may have forgiven her, Chester would never forgive herself, she just couldn't. "If there is anything I can do to help let me know... I know more about Itami and the Outlaws than one might think... And I know the rest of their plan, they haven't finished yet... You yourself is in danger... Itami wanted to rule alongside Exitium..." Chester at least felt as if she could be of help now, and guesses spending all that time with the Outlaws has paid off a little in the end, knowing she can use what she has learnt to help her family now. Looking down to the little red skull, Chester believed she was ought to name it, but for now she reached a hand up to pat it on the head and smile. "Of course I will. I'll make sure the little guy never gets hurt." She chuckled as the skull bumped into her cheek before resting back in its previous position. Chester gave a grateful smile over to Gensho as he moved her into a more comfortable position before reaching over to grab his hand. She could only guess how he was truly feeling about all this, losing both Onrah and Akvan so soon to each other, and though she knew she couldn't fill that void, she swore to herself to make sure he remained happy, just like Onrah would have wanted. Taking a quick glance around the room, Chester looked in awe, her home back in Rycora was a cold cave in Rycora that she shared with other Outlaws, so a room like this was far fancier then she could ever imagine. "Thank you once again, and please if there is anything I can do to help out either with things happening below or just in general I wont hesitate to help out..." Chester would never be able to return this favour, but she would spend her demon days trying to do so. "Hell, I'll be at your beck and call for making tea if need be... I know a great recipe to make a wicked red berry tea that explodes on the tongue."
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Post by Just Mo on Feb 12, 2015 16:23:24 GMT
Mo chuckled, smiling sweetly to Chester. She really didn't need to do anything, other than recover. But the information she gave him was humorous at best. "Am I now? Those two have been trouble children from the moment they came here... every family has a few though, don't they? It's not the first time I've had to teach my children a lesson, and it won't be the last." Mo wasn't worried. If it was just Itami and Exitium, even with his magic power dented by helping Chester, Mo was confident that the pair wouldn't hold much of a threat. They'd done a lot of damage to this world, most of it was irreplaceable. Mo was prepared for them to come to him, because it gave him the chance to remove what he should have removed a long time ago. If Exitium and Itami came close enough, the Demon King wouldn't waste his chance, and he'd be forced to remove their powers. He'd granted them, after all, and perhaps the two trouble kids forgot that Mo also had the power to remove them. Mo looked around his spare room, then back to the pair of Demons. He felt fine leaving them here for now, and started backing towards the door. "The things happening below are out of our control... for now. Demons won't fall sick, but we also can't help the sick. Until I can remove the source, we can only sit around and watch I'm afraid. And the only thing I ask you to do is recover my dear, from all of the hardships you've been through." Mo smiled, going to leave before glancing to Gensho. "Gensho, my boy... you look like you have something on your mind?" Mo asked, looking solemnly to his Demon God of Night as Gensho bit his lip. Finally sighing, Gensho looked at his father. "Can you... really save my brother too?" He asked back. Mo sighed, leaning against the door frame. He was lost on what to answer for a while, and knew that his late response would dampen spirits. But finally, Mo replied. "There are reasons I cannot explain to you two, why I can only try to save him. But... your brother is special. Akvan is a lot stronger than he's appeared to be for the past seventeen years, as is Shinda. Saving one whilst defeating the other will be difficult, but I will try... there must be a way to reverse the damage I've done." Mo didn't say anymore, smiling brightly before moving to really leave. "I'll be back soon with the tea, try to rest up... and Chester, I may have to take you up on your tea offer later."
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Post by Chester on Feb 12, 2015 16:57:18 GMT
Chester had no doubt that Mo would be able to stop both Itami and Exitium, but she was worried that he was underestimating their abilities, despite his utmost confidence, Chester feared what would happen if he happed to be unable to stop them, but she wouldn't dwell on such negative thoughts, they wouldn't do anyone any good. "I understand, just be careful though... They are worse then you may believe, and are fully prepared for you to counter attack... Though they are expecting you to be helping the Angels with the problem, turning an eye at what they are up to." Chester wasn't meant to know quite that much into the plan, just what they were planning, but having the second in command as a brother, a close one at that, gave Chester such privileges. Which reminded her, Chester has no idea what happened to her brother, nor if he decided to help out in the end, because she knew Ru would have been able to catch Akvan if he really tried. "Mo... My brother was helping Itami... But he didn't want to help in the end, im sure you know who.. But if you get word about him, dead, alive, whatever it is, would you please tell me, im worried for him." Chester didn't really wish to say who it was with Gensho in the room just yet, she feared what his reaction would be, especially after she found out Ru got in contact with Akvan, and that he was the one chasing them down on that day.
Chester dropped her gaze when she heard things were out of control, feeling guilty once more. This whole mess could have been avoided if she did things differently. But before she could say anything, Mo's attention was on Gensho, one with a similar question on her mind, though she wasn't going to ask it, she was curious as to whether or not Mo could really save Akvan. The pause before the reply was a little worrisome, more so thinking he was going to say it was actually impossible, but even hearing that he would try his best was enough for Chester, for now. "Im... Im sure you will do your best..." Chester wanted to say more, but she could understand what Mo was saying so she held her tongue, silently praying that he would be safe. Chester smiled to Mo, before nodding slightly, already going over the recipe in her mind, "I will do, and I'll make sure to have a pot ready for when we next talk, and I can find out if its as good as I've been told it is..." Turning to Gensho, Chester gave a small smile. "Are you okay? I mean, you can talk to me if your not... I know I've made many mistakes, but I want to amend for them, and im a good listener..."
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Post by Gensho Night on Feb 12, 2015 20:28:17 GMT
Gensho didn't know what he'd expected to find visiting Dranar. The worst thing he could think of was that Chester would die on the way there, or once arriving. And that Gensho would made to be watch someone else die. There weren't enough words to describe how glad he was that that wasn't the case. Gensho was able to light up a bit as Mo decided to help, though the God never would have doubted his father in that respect. But being able to change Chester into a Demon just like that, it just went to show how much power the King had. And it made Gensho grateful, of all the things Mo could do, he chose to use his strength to save someone dear to Gensho. He couldn't ask for more. He thought he could have asked for more, but Gensho was grateful for whatever Mo did. It made Gensho want to break down, after spending so long worrying about Chester and Akvan and his sanity. To have things coated in hope once more made Gensho feel like this world was surreal. He still had to face reality, that the world down below them was dying quickly, Akvan along with it. But for now, Gensho just wanted to sleep, to eat and fill his energetic stomach and talk to Chester. He smiled as Mo left, sighing to himself. He put on a grin for Chester when she asked if he was alright, and wanted to keep up a feint of over-happiness just for her. But if she was open to listening... Gensho played with the front of his shirt, trying to make sure he didn't cry trying to get through it. "It's just... hard to accept that things have really happened. Losing Onrah... Akvan being lost to madness... I... just feel like I've let myself be surrounded by all of this, and have done nothing about it." Gensho smiled afterwards, stroking down Chester's hair. "I am glad you are alright, though. Now we can only trust in our father, huh?"
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Post by Chester on Feb 12, 2015 20:48:01 GMT
Chester knew what Gensho meant. It was difficult dealing with all this, and she knew it wouldn't let up just like that. But she had hope, and trusted the people involved on the good side, that, and she knew hope was the only thing for them to hold on to at this moment in time. "It's okay to cry Gensho, I wont think anything less of you." Sending a small smile, Chester was quick to reach up and grab his hand once more before hardening her stare. "And don't you dare say you have done nothing about it... You helped Akvan escape, dealing with your own loss to still help, just like how you helped me to get here... And for not hating me for what I did, means more to me then you will ever understand..." Chester took a quick glance in the direction in which Mo went. It would be strange, calling him Father, as she never grew up calling someone that... Only sisters and brothers, and those she occasionally called uncle for the fun of it... But in all that, Ru was the only one who acted that way truly, at least before meeting Gensho, Onrah and in a way Kaku and Nanari... But right now Chester wouldn't dwell on them, feeling herself tear up over how she's been lying to them, well Nanari at least, Kaku knows she knew the Outlaws... "Im sure father will do all in his power to help. And thank you, im glad your safe, and im most certainly going to make sure you stay that way... Im not going to lie, Itami and Exitium will be after you as well, for several different reasons, im not going to, sugar coat that fact... And, I may have no right to ask, but you'll help me learn the ropes about being a Demon and flying right? Im sure as a physical made Demon it wont be in my blood on how to do such things..." Chester gave a slight chuckle at the thought, it would be like a toddler learning how to walk, but instead herself learning how to fly.
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Post by Gensho Night on Feb 12, 2015 21:26:21 GMT
Gensho chuckled, squeezing Chester's hand a bit. He'd cry is he could, but that was all he'd done for the past few days, and Gensho was frankly sick of his tears. His head dropped to the floor as Chester moralised him, glancing to his hand. Funny, he could of sworn he'd broken it in Baransu during the fall, but now it was completely healed. Gensho honestly felt weird inside. He was starving for... something. It was a desire for something unknown. And it frustrated Gensho, like an itch he couldn't reach. He easily hide it from anyone knowing, but he could feel whatever it was increasing. "Thank you Chester... It means a lot to know you think that... I just feel. After l-losing them both so soon, it doesn't feel right for me to be here, alive... whilst they're..." Gensho shook his head. No, if he went any further he'd break down again. Gensho smiled himself out of the depression, stroking Chester's hand. "And it isn't hard to not hate you, my dear. I don't think anyone hates you, you're not that kind of person." The Demon added. Trying not to think about his own danger, Gensho couldn't care less about how wanted he was by Exitium and Itami. Not after what they'd done to his dearest brothers. Let them come, Gensho wasn't going to run away from them, not again. Keeping quiet, though not for long, Gensho smirked at the idea of Chester learning to fly. Her wings hadn't grown yet, or at least, were still internally growing. It was almost thrilling to imagine how they'd turn out once done, like a butterfly appearing from it's cocoon. Gensho chuckled, "Of course I will... and you'll see a whole new life when a tail is involved, trust me." Gensho said, revealing his tail, brushing the furry tail between his hands. "But you'll be fine, and I want to see Akvan's face when you get your wings and tail." Gensho mused, imagining his little brother being jealous, since he wouldn't be the lift in their relationship anymore. Simple thoughts like that made Gensho feel a little better.
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Post by Chester on Feb 12, 2015 21:50:45 GMT
Chester squeezed Gensho's hand back, knowing it was a form of comfort that was probably needed, she gave a small smile to him as he voiced his thoughts, one she knew Onrah and Akvan would be scolding him for saying. It seemed she was right when her little skull moved and seemingly angry went and bopped Gensho in the nose and jumped in little circles. Chuckling slightly, Chester knew what the little skull was trying to say. "Don't say things like that... You deserve to be here, and not to use them by making you feel guilty, but I don't think... I know Akvan and Onrah would want you to think like that..." Chester gave him a small smile, and felt tears well up in her eyes when Gensho said he didn't think anyone hated her... She was so sure they would, after everything, and she still felt guilty... But, for Gensho's sake she would try and let go of some of that guilt, at least until she finds out Akvan's fate. Chuckling at the thought of her new appendages, Chester wondered what they would look like... Knowing she was turned Demon rather then born one had her under the belief that they would be quite normal compared to others, but at the same time, she wondered if they would be unique compared to the rest. Chester reached out to feel his tail, loving the softness of it, it made her hope hers would be fluffy. "So do I, and once I learn to fly me and you will have to race..." Chester was already thinking up all the opportunities that would be open with wings, including finding her brother and pranking him with the new adjustment. But her smile was short lived as a slight bit of guilt wormed its way back in, what if Akvan didn't get to see them, or Ru... But that bit of guilt also made her think back to her last meeting with Onrah, and how she almost forgot something oh so very important. Sitting up a bit higher, Chester went searching through a hidden pocket in the dress from the ball... She would have to change soon, too caught up with every thing so far to care. At finding the content within, Chester gave Gensho a sad smile. "I tried to help him you know... But he knew, knew he was going to die... And Onrah accepted that, seeing it to be fate... He forgave me, and Erm... He said he was gong to miss you and Akvan, and Nanari... He wanted me to give you or Akvan this, for the both of you..." Taking out the letter Onrah gave to her just before he was lost to them, Chester was ever so glad Itami never found it... But she felt tears well up in her eyes for doing this so soon... But she hoped Gensho would understand why, considering it was from Onrah himself.
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