Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)
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				Title: <strong>Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>09-07-2020, 04:49:42</strong>
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				Here is where players may post past scenes of their characters that do not adhere to present day. You can write solo scenes about just your character, or you can RP out a scene together with someone else that connects. <br><br>I'll be Making a Header, but please remember to Title your Memory, in case there are multiple that you are replying in!<br><br>You may use the Headers here for your posts, or you may simply have a title for the memory and type from there! :D<br><br><hr><br><strong>(Two or More Person Memory):</strong> A scene that will consist of two people, with multiple posts.<br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[center][size=18pt][b](Memory Title)[/b][/size][/center]<br><br>[floatleft][img height=300 padding=10][/img][/floatleft]<br>[b]NAME:[/b] <br>[b]DAY:[/b] <br>[b]LOCATION:[/b] <br>[b]TAGGING:[/b] <br>[b]EXTRA:[/b] <br>[b]WEARING:[/b] </code></pre><br><hr><br><strong>(Single Person Memory):</strong> A Scene that is only written and experienced by one person.<br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[center][size=18pt][b](Memory Title)[/b][/size][/center]<br><br>[floatleft][img height=300 padding=10][/img][/floatleft]<br>[b]NAME:[/b] <br>[b]DAY:[/b] <br>[b]LOCATION:[/b] <br>[b]WEARING:[/b] </code></pre><br><hr><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Scene Index</span></strong></div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Only A Matter of Time</span></strong></div><br><div align="center"><strong>(September 20th, 2000)</strong></div><br><div align="center"><strong>Finished</strong></div><br><div align="center">A mysterious woman simply known as Project Violet is held within a cell. Kept from the world around her, her existence is kept secret, for unknown reasons...</div><br><div align="center">———</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Family</span></strong><br><br><div align="center"><strong>(June 14th, 2001)</strong></div><br><div align="center"><strong>(Finished)</strong></div><br>Azmodiel and Riko Tetsuda fight for the custody of their friend, Carol’s, child, after dying from childbirth. Their fight seems all for naught however, as Hanna Minato, sister of Carol, is hellbent on keeping the child, and not for the purest intentions.<br><br><div align="center">———</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Old Man and the Fox</span></strong><br><br><div align="center"><strong>(September 29th, 2018)</strong></div><br><br><div align="center">———</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">In The Heat of the Night</span></strong><br><br><div align="center"><strong>(October 21st, 2018)</strong></div><br>Azmodiel Tetsuda and Nerissa</div><br><div align="center">———</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</span></strong><br><br><div align="center"><strong>(December 25th-26th, 2018)</strong></div><br>Toshiro Date and Nerissa</div><br><div align="center">———</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Trouble in Paradise</span></strong><br><br><div align="center"><strong>(May 6th, 2019)</strong></div><br>Living life as best as they can, Mallory Minato and Kevin Finch attend school like usual. The peace is disrupted however, when a student, determined to fight Kevin for notoriety amongst his peers, escalates the situation to a point that neither Mallory or Kevin expected.<br><br><div align="center">———</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">There’s Always A Price</span></strong><br><br><div align="center"><strong>(June 10th, 2019)</strong></div><br><div align="center"><strong>(Finished)</strong></div><br>Determined to make her niece’s life as miserable as possible, Hanna Minato attempts to persuade Kevin to abandon his friend. Intent on her decision, she uses any means necessary to get the young man to agree...<br><br><div align="center">————</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">The Day Everything Changed</span></strong><br><br><div align="center"><strong>(June 10th, 2019)</strong></div><br><div align="center"><strong>(Finished)</strong></div><br>Disaster struck the Minato home, and on Kevin’s 18th birthday, he and his father are forced to witness the consequences of demons living amongst humans. Seeing an opportunity for his son to take on what he’s been teaching all these years, Jack convinces Kevin to enlist in SOPHE’s soldier program.<br><br><div align="center">———</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">After ‘That Day’</span></strong><br><br><div align="center"><strong>(June 12th, 2019)</strong></div><br><div align="center"><strong>(Finished)</strong></div><br>Two days after the Minato home was destroyed, Kevin Finch was sent to the medical wing, assigned to what SOPHE described as ‘The Assest’. To his sudden relief and surprise, Kevin’s new position as bodyguard was to his childhood friend, Mallory, who he believed had died.<br><br><div align="center">———</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></strong><br><br><div align="center"><strong>(June 20th, 2019)</strong></div><br>Needing time to unwind after being at SOPHE for a week, Mallory decides to take refuge in the women’s bathhouse. Her relaxation is quickly derailed however, when a female Fox demon named Nerissa enters her life.<br><br><div align="center">———-</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Trust</span></strong><br><br><div align="center"><strong>(January 4th, 2020)</strong></div><br><div align="center"><strong>(Finished)</strong></div><br>Oei, Director of SOPHE, hires Toshiro Date to become head of the Science/Research Division, and to update her on secret project known as ‘Project Violet’. Taking the position, Toshiro can’t help but feel as if the Project in question is more of a victim, an ideal that Oei isn’t keen on agreeing on.<br><br><div align="center">———</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</span></strong><br><br><div align="center"><strong>(February 15th, 2021)</strong></div><br>Training with Azmodiel for an intense session, Ryusei, Kevin, and Leasick are determined to take the demon warlord down a notch. With Mallory beginning her training, the four try their hardest to beat their mentor; however, what happens when things are taken too far?<br><br><div align="center">———</div><br><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Between Time and Outside</span></strong><br><br><div align="center"><strong>(June 15th, 2021)</strong></div><br>While Toshiro's latest technological device makes Kyless' magic small, she proceeds to tell him the very big and complicated story of the Jagraw and the Jollytwills, in front of a sunny window and a sleeping Marceline. Kyless and Toshiro try to understand each other, but are left hurt by past secrets neither one is ready to share.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>16-07-2020, 02:34:49</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u">Only a Matter of Time...</span></span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 15pt;" class="bbc_size">Date: September 20th, 2000</span></div><br><hr><br>How long had it been, since she had been captured by another's own hand? It seemed near impossible back in her own world, before she had landed here. She never seemed to understand why they decided to fight for what they believed was their own world. The humans never took care of their home, so why were they so hellbent on keeping it theirs to control? After everything that had happened so far, she found it odd, and quite strange.<br><br>Humans...<br><br>They were so curious, so hopeful, and yet, equally brainless and susceptible to manipulation. They always seemed to want more, to rise above themselves, and yet when it came to figuring out their own problems, they crept away, hidden in the cracks of their own self loathing. Did they ever wish to change? Did they ever wish to have more than what they had been given? <br><br>Or was it that they simply needed someone to show them the way?<br><br><div align="center">"Humans, always so curious about what they do not understand..."</div><br>The walls were dark around her, bright lights blinking in succession as something was brought down lower, lower, lower...<br><br>A cozy little home, a cell in the middle of a room, with walls painted a dark black. Like an abyss no light could escape from, the illuminated lights above kept all eyes on the cell, on her. A group came walking nearby her cell, some carrying boards with paper, others with files. Some had looks of worry, others showed blank expressions in place of the fear inside of their hearts. They were scared, yes, they should be.<br><br><div align="center"><em>Be terrified, little humans.</em></div><br>Their words bored her, crimson eyes watching, waiting. Her figure, her appearance, appeased them in some way, yet terrified them. She looked like them, so innocent, so beautiful, so <em>human</em>. They had captured her, yes, but they would only scratch the surface of what she could do.<br><br>The one who was leading them spoke, something she was not interested in learning, and yet as they asked questions, she turned her head, crimson boring into their nervous ones.<br><br><div align="center">"You're curious about me, aren't you?"</div> <br><br>As she lifted from her feet, inches off the ground, the little group of humans stepped back, nervous, more so than before. She gave a smirk, her dark violet hair swaying as she moved within the air around her. Like a fog she disappeared, a smoke that covered the cell. In mere moments she reappeared within another area of the cell; still floating, still unpredictable. Her dress flowed and accentuated her figure, her shapely legs and hips, her mature features that made those stare.<br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Yes</span><br><br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Yes</span><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Look at me</span><br><br><br><br><br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Love me</span><br><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Crave Me</strong></span></div><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><div align="center">"Please, by all means, ask me. You know of my name, yes?"</div><br><br><br><div align="center">"Mmm, then again, you must be so used to that little title they decided to give."</div><br><br><br><br>A sinister smile came upon her lips, crimson eyes boring into the group, as she floated closer towards the glass wall of her cell. <br><br><br><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 15pt;" class="bbc_size">"By all means, ask me, your so called 'Project Violet'~"</span></div><br><br><div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/pN9J9SA.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>16-07-2020, 18:05:19</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">After ‘That Day’</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2009, 10:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Medical Ward<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> N/A<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> It’s been two long nights since ‘That Day’<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hospital Gown<br><hr><br>As she sat in the hospital bed, hooked up to monitors, all her eyes could settle on was the city outside the window. Dark in the night, with lights shining like homemade stars, it was quite a sight to see the city in such a way. The Medical wing was closed for the time being, as everyone was sleeping around this time.<br><br>Safe. Warm.<br><br>Mallory didn’t feel that way, not one bit.<br><br>It had been two days since whatever had occurred at her home, or...what used to be her home. All SOPHE could tell her was that there was an attack at her house, a demon they said. It had all happened so fast, everything was so blurry in her mind. All she could remember was what had happened before it all. The yelling, the screaming, the tears running down her face after what she had learned...<br><br>Her hands gripped the bedsheets that covered her body, sitting up in frustration. <br><br>What had the demon done to her home? Why had they killed her Aunt and Uncle? Why did it happen?<br><br>Her mind wandered back to what had happened before it all, as she wiped a few stray tears that formed. Her home was gone, her family was gone, again. Did the demon attack other houses? She couldn’t help but assume the worst, her worries getting the better of her. <br><br>She hadn’t heard from Kevin or his parents in the last two days either. Her worry only increased, the mere thought of never seeing her friend again running through her mind. Her hand unconsciously went to comb through her hair, long and flowing along her shoulders. She was so used to tying it in a braid, keeping it nice and tidy, but it seemed quite pointless after what had happened.<br><br>Everything seemed pointless, really.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>17-07-2020, 06:50:56</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After That Day</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2019, 10:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Medical Ward<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Two Nights Since That Day<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Camos<br><hr><br>This was not how he wanted to join. Disaster had struck and as far as he knew, the only person Kevin had ever cared for other than his parents was dead. That's at least what they had told him. That's the kind of thing they told him that SOPHE was created to stop.<br><br>So if he ever had any doubts about joining, those were now completely gone. <br><br>Day 1 was orientation. What was SOPHE. What was the purpose. Here's your quarters. Here's your schedule. This is who you're reporting to. All that. A series of mundane tasks and tests that needed to be done, and kept Kevin numb to the tragedy that had befallen him, inasmuch as it had befallen him. The fact that they were keeping him busy was a kindness, or so he thought.<br><br>Day 2 was more of the same. Until he was brought into the hospital room and he saw. At first Kevin thought it must have been a dream, or a demonic illusion. But there was no doubt about it. It was...<br><br>"Mal?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>17-07-2020, 07:05:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">After ‘That Day’</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2009, 10:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Medical Ward<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kevin is here?<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hospital Gown<br><hr><br>The small sniffles that came from the young girl all but seemed to subside for the moment, but what she wasn’t expecting was a voice to call out to her. <br><br>And call out her nickname? <br><br>The room was dark, as the light had been turned off, and all that illuminated the room was the city lights. A soft glow entered through the window, and even as the grief stricken girl wiped her eyes of any stray tears, her vision couldn’t seem to comprehend who was there in the doorway.<br><br>“...Kevin?” Was this a joke? Was she really more exhausted then she thought she was? Had she fallen asleep from crying for so long and this was simply a dream? Yet, even as she sat there, time ticking away from seconds, to minutes, her puffy, red eyes still didn’t lose the sight of who was in the door way. <br><br>“What...” &nbsp;Her words were caught in her throat, feeling a tingling sensation along her skin. Was it relief she was feeling right now? Shock? She couldn’t tell for sure, but all she knew right now was that her friend was in front of her.<br><br>“W-What are you doing here?” &nbsp;Her mind was beginning to finally process that Kevin was here, and looking as confused as she was. She didn’t want to think about what could have potentially went on that night two days ago. The demon attack on her home was one thing, her aunt and uncle another, yet if she lost her best friend, it all would have crashed down on her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>18-07-2020, 20:25:56</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After That Day</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2019, 10:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Medical Ward<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Two Nights Since That Day<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Camos<br><hr><br>For a moment, Kevin couldn't speak. He was still trying to make sense of it all. His superiors, and hell, HIS PARENTS, told him The Asset was right here in this room. But the only person here was Mallory. He looked around. Maybe there was a bed he was missing. Maybe there was something hidden in the walls. It was shock enough to learn Mal was alive. It was almost equally shocking that Mal was his mission.<br><br>"I... um... I work here now... Do you?" Maybe the answer was no. Maybe Mallory was supposed to tell him where The Asset was. He had to figure that out. But there were other things that took precedence right now. "Are you... OK? I thought..." Kevin couldn't quite complete that thought. When he heard about the incident, he had been given very few details. But from that very lack of information he had assumed that Mallory was gone. He had grieved. And then he had agreed - Mallory's tragedy had locked in his decision to join SOPHE. To make sure what happened to her didn't happen to anyone ever again. And Kevin supposed that didn't change. She was alive and that was everything, and he was both relieved and overjoyed to learn it, and yet it didn't change anything. Something <em>had</em> happened to her, and if it was Kevin's job to protect her, he could live with that. He never even suspected that may have been the plan all along.<br><br>Kevin grabbed the spare chair and brought it to the hospital bed, sitting next to Mallory. "So... what happened? I thought... I thought..." It took him a few seconds to compose himself. He had cried enough on his own; he could at least be strong enough save her the burden of his tears. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>19-07-2020, 00:18:47</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">After ‘That Day’</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2009, 10:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Medical Ward<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kevin is here?<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hospital Gown<br><hr><br>“Work here...?” &nbsp;Kevin worked here now? It had only been two days since his 18th birthday, but he was already starting a path towards something. Deep down she was glad, glad that he was forging a direction for his life, but here of all places, with everything happening in the world...<br><br>At the mention of her being ok, she grimaced, turning to look at her lap. “I’ve been here in recovery for two days. Something...something happened back home.” &nbsp;Even she didn’t have all the details of what happened, all she knew was that her family was gone, her home in shambles. “My aunt and uncle are gone... SOPHE said something about a demon attack.” &nbsp;Her hands grabbed at the sheets of her bed, glasses getting foggy from the tears that welled up. “They said...that a demon possessed me, but everything is so hazy, I don’t remember any of it to be honest.” &nbsp;She shifted slightly on her bed to sit up, and moved so that she sat at the edge, closer to Kevin, who had taken the spare room chair. &nbsp;“SOPHE just wants to keep an eye on me for a bit, but so far, it’s just been me in here.” <br><br>She glanced towards him, who was sitting next to her in a seat by her bed. She could see he was in a similar way, worried and anxious. She just wanted to see him smile, to be happy.<br><br>“B-but I’m ok, really.” &nbsp;Mallory turned to Kevin, trying to reassure the man, hoping to ease him. She wasn’t sure why he had been so worried, so stressed; if he had asked what had happened, had he not seen or heard during the party? She gave a short sigh, trying to put in a brave face, or rather, any expression to ease her friend. The only thing she could think of was his party, and his birthday; that would do for the time being. <br><br>“So, Eighteen is a pretty big deal; I hope your party was ok.” &nbsp;Trying to get back to something cheerful, something happy. “Sorry...that I couldn’t be there.” <br><br><em>After what happened though, I’m glad I wasn’t...</em><br><br>“I had a gift and everything all planned out too. With everything that had happened though, I don’t think SOPHE will let me back near my house anytime soon...” &nbsp;A nervous chuckle came from Mallory, however more so in an attempt to lighten the mood. Deep down however, she knew that things weren’t going to be the same. Though, now that she thought about the party, and Kevin being here...<br><br>“Wait, do your parents know that you’re here?” &nbsp; She would have thought so, considering Kevin had only just recently turned 18. They must have trust him immensely if they let him join SOPHE right after his birthday, of all days.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>21-07-2020, 07:07:28</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After That Day</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2019, 10:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Medical Ward<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Two Nights Since That Day<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Camos<br><hr><br>"It well... Without you there... and then... you know... the thing..." But she didn't really know the thing. He didn't either. Most of SOPHE was still largely guessing for that matter. At any rate, while it was a big deal that Mallory wasn't there, Kevin wasn't about to lay a guilt trip on her for it. It wasn't her fault that whatever happened... happened. "It doesn't matter. All that matters is that you're OK. Focus on getting better. I'll focus on making sure things like this don't happen again."<br><br>This was a tall order. For all his training, Kevin was out of his depth with this whole thing and he knew it. But he also knew that as long as he drew breath, he'd do his damnedest to make sure Mallory came to no harm. He'd figure it out somehow. And since she was The Asset, Kevin could only hope that his superiors felt the same way. Which was a lucky coincidence.<br><br>Coincidence.<br><br>Which led to the second question. "My parents... pretty much always wanted me to work here. If it's a little earlier than they planned, they didn't seem too disappointed." To be honest, Kevin wasn't feeling particularly well disposed towards his parent right at the moment - he would have hoped that they would have known that Mallory was still alive. If they didn't, he had to ask himself why not. And if they did, he had to ask himself why they didn't tell him.<br><br>And he didn't want to be angry right now. He didn't want to trouble Mallory with his family issues. He just wanted her to get better. And that he told her in no uncertain terms. He even did his best to smile. It was the least he could do for her until he could figure out what he could really do for her. <br><br>But since they were talking about the future, sort of, he had to ask. "What about you, Mal? Have you thought about what you'll do when you recover?" He shook his head. "Sorry, with all you've been through, it's probably too early to think about that isn't it? I mean, I can, you know, try and help..."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>21-07-2020, 07:30:04</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">After ‘That Day’</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2009, 10:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Medical Ward<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Talking about the Future<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hospital Gown<br><hr><br>His party didn’t matter to him? It had been such an important occasion, and for Kevin to not say that it wasn’t a big deal, that it didn’t matter compared to her getting better...<br><br>It really touched her, even if she still felt guilty about not being there.<br><br>“Making sure?” &nbsp;Mallory couldn’t help but ask, confused by his statement. What exactly was his position at SOPHE if he was promising something as big as that? She knew Kevin’s parents, though she never got to really talk with them much. Always busy being security for SOPHE; that must have been what Kevin was doing. <br><br>“Well SOPHE is lucky to have you; you’ll do great, I know it.” &nbsp;A hint of a laugh came from her lips, a brief light in the dark; figuratively, and literally. As the two sat in the comfort of darkness, the city lights illuminating the room, Mallory looked to Kevin, his question coming to mind.<br><br>“No it’s ok, really.” &nbsp;She didn’t want Kevin to feel bad, or even worried; neither of them needed to feel this way. Both of them had nothing to do with what happened, neither should have felt guilty. “To be honest, I’ve never really thought about it until now. My parents...” &nbsp;Her thoughts went back to her mother and father, the two she barely knew.<br><br>“They were both researchers here; maybe I should do the same?” &nbsp;Her brown eyes turned to look back at the man sitting next to her, her tears having subsided now that he was here. He was really comforting, even if he wasn’t sure he was doing much. “You’re helping more then you know, to be honest. All it’s been is tests and silence for the past two days; all by my lonesome.” &nbsp;Glancing away, she was glad that the darkness surrounded them; she didn’t want to seem weak, but now, she needed the support.<br><br>“But since you’re asking...I could use a friend.” &nbsp;He really was helping her in more ways she knew, starting to feel the fatigue take over. She gave a weak laugh, her body feeling heavy. &nbsp;“I’ve been so worried and lonely these past two days that I haven’t gotten much sleep. Knowing you’re here...it makes it easier to relax.” &nbsp;He must have been tired, at least as much as she was. The crying had exhausted her, and she couldn’t help but notice he had been a bit choked up as well; why though, she wasn’t sure. Moving to shuffle her body to the other side of the hospital bed, she patted the side she had been on previously, eyes looking to Kevin.<br><br>“You don’t have anywhere to be, do you?” &nbsp;She didn’t want to admit that she was afraid of him leaving, for her to be alone again. She would feel a lot safer if he stayed, but she knew sitting in a chair all night was not the most comfortable. “I mean this blanket is <em>really</em> big; it’d be a shame for it to go to waste, you know?” &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>22-07-2020, 22:24:26</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After That Day</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2019, 10:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Medical Ward<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Two Nights Since That Day<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Camos<br><hr><br>"Thanks.&nbsp; I mean... I hope I can do well. I wouldn't want to disappoint people." Kevin's parents were keen on his joining and serving SOPHE, following in the family footsteps as it were. Of course, they hadn't been very specific on what went on here, not even mentioning their workplace by name, referring to it as "Work." But he certainly knew much more about what they did at a young age, as they endeavored to pass on their largely martial-based skills on to him at a decidedly early age. And despite his current misgivings regarding all the secrets that he was beginning to learn that they kept from him, he still wanted to do well by his family. And not only them.<br><br>"And God I'm sorry, I mean you deserve better than that Mal." It had been a grueling two days of tests and training for him too - but he wasn't stuck in a hospital bed. He could have also added that he didn't lose family, but in a lot of ways, losing Mallory was worse. Which meant finding her alive was that much better. The idea that this might have been the very point of the exercise did not so much as cross his mind. "So... um... yeah... I can stay."<br><br>It said a lot that Mallory offered him space in the bed. It said more that Kevin accepted. And it said still more that the idea that neither of them thought that this might be inappropriate or sexual in any way said even more. At any rate, he'd stay on his side of the bed, she'd stay on hers, and that would be the end of it. "Just try and sleep Mallory. I think you need the rest, OK?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>22-07-2020, 22:51:18</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">After ‘That Day’</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2009, 10:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Medical Ward<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Falling asleep<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Hospital Gown<br><hr><br>"Trust me, you'll do great." She never seemed to have a bad eye when it came to certain things, and by her friends dedication to working hard and getting better at his skills, she knew that SOPHE would be lucky to have Kevin. However, his worry for her and her own situation was brought back, and she gave a shake of her head. She didn't want him to worry about what she was going through; even though she was grateful for his worry for her. "It's ok, really. These tests, they've been to help, so I can take it." <br><br>She couldn't help the smile that came to her lips, even as fatigue began to take over. Her heart, which had been racing, began to beat slower; she was more relaxed, her guard down. She was just relieved to not be alone, and to have someone she knew with her.<br><br>"...thanks." She couldn't think of anyway to thank him more, watching as he propped himself and sitting on his side, the bed dipping slightly from his weight. If any of the Doctors ended up coming to find the two, she'd make up some excuse, but that was a problem for the morning. For now, Mallory could finally sleep, and finally be at ease for a change, knowing that someone she trusted was with her. A friend, and more importantly, the only person she considered family, that was left. As she settled in the bed, blanket over her, she settled herself, thoughts beginning to come to mind even as she began to fall asleep.<br><br>"You'll do great Kevin." She couldn't help but repeat this again, even as her eyes closed, a look of peace resting along her features. <br><br>"There's... nothing you can't handle." Her words became a whisper as she soon fell asleep, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Knowing someone was with her, being able to sense that they were there, made her more at ease than anything. SOPHE was going to be a place she'd see a lot more of, but if she had Kevin, then she could get through this. <br><br>Maybe SOPHE was her calling...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>24-07-2020, 02:13:13</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After That Day</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2019, 10:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Medical Ward<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory (Closing out Scene)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Two Nights Since That Day<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Camos<br><hr><br>Kevin watched Mallory as she drifted off to sleep. It was a relief as it was obvious she could use the rest. He was a bit too apprehensive for sleep himself at first. It was a strange if happy coincidence that Mallory was going to be his duty. And yet unnerving at the same time. He didn't like the idea of Mallory being in the kind of danger that required a bodyguard like him. But he did like the idea of his being the one to protect her. That was they way things largely were at school, though neither of them faced the danger that she faced now. The incident demonstrated just how dangerous and violent their world could be. And he was sure she knew that as well as he did now.<br><br>Kevin would keep Mal safe. That was the promise he silently made as he drifted off to sleep himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>27-07-2020, 03:04:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Hallways of the Holding Cells<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Smart and Strange Doctor Toshiro and his Peculiar Marceline<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> The Silly Humans From Earlier, Mallory and Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, and sneezing small, magical fireworks.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her bells, her usual, Mayan-like clothes, and Toshiro's gift.</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless plodded along next to the Doctor Toshiro, running her blue-grey fingers along the bottom of her nose to wipe it from sneezing. <em>Hopefully she would not sneeze again.</em> <br><br>The trickster tried her very best to keep her bright, golden eyes forward, looking ahead at the bleak, white hallways of SOPHE’s headquarters. The ones closest to her cell she had seen before, dreamed of escaping through, but soon enough they were in areas she did not recognize, and was consequently lost in. Or <em>would</em> have been lost in. “Oh,” Kyless glanced over at Toshiro as he spoke suddenly, and with less fear and more curiosity than before, while in her cell, “the Yeshawl are very old demons of Fury. Older than human time can count, and so their magic is very old too.” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her bells rattled as she nodded her head in confirmation.<br><br>“Time is not the same for us as it is for you humans. So the Yeshawl can make somethings stop, and slow, and start without changing otherthings. Pear picking, I think is what you humans call it.” The demoness gave a small shrug, and then suddenly sneezed a second time, <em>jingling</em> her many, golden bells. A second burst of magic, small but purple and blue and orange erupted <em>out</em> of her nostrils, <em>in front</em> of her face. Kyless wrinkled her nose as the illusionary firework disappeared, inhaling audibly. It was strange, but she was almost certain the tingling in her nose was becoming <em>more</em>, the <em>more</em> they walked. “The Nosthervim used to grow anywhere, but the Yeshawl made it so they could only stretch upwards and shine their terrible light, forever looking down upon the soil they cannot leave. The Nosthervim are trapped, but very much alive, Doctor Toshiro. That was the Yeshawl’s punishment, after all, for crossing them.” She stated a matter of factually, as if her story had no concerns, no questions, no secrets of any kind. The story of the Nosthervim and the Yeshawl was simply as it was. <em>And surely, the Doctor Toshiro knew of Zelkova, the Demon God of War and Destruction?</em> Perhaps the rumors the trickster heard of this place were not true.<br><br>“Do you wish to stop your human time because you only get so small to begin with?” Kyless added, tilting her head towards the Doctor Toshiro, still holding his beloved Marceline as they walked along the winding, stark path. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her nose tingled, <em>unfortunately</em>, another uncomfortable shiver that made her sneeze yet again, releasing a flare of blue, green and red sparks this time. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless pulled her shoulders up, closer to her curled, ram-like horns. She felt embarrassed. A demon who could not control their own magic was a utter catastrophe. “This…” Kyless quit speaking and dropped her golden gaze to the tiled floor, the same boring pattern, over and over again. It felt cold of her bare feet. Cold and dead and forgotten. “It is a far walk, I think.” She eventually murmured softly, still disappointed, though now in her own capability. It was then that the glum trickster realized something <em>else</em>. <br><br>“Is there another trap for me where we are going?” Her golden eyes lifted sharply to his face, wishing for the truth. Perhaps Toshiro's gift was to make her magic fuzzy so that other silly humans could overpower her again. Perhaps she deserved it, after what she had created today, the deadly Garden, the threat. “I was angry from loneliness, that is why I showed human Mallory and that human Kevin the Garden of the Nosthervim. But I did not let them hurt themselves. I <em>could</em> have…” And admittedly, very easily, as they were not like the Doctor Toshiro. No, the human Mallory and the human Kevin were not only silly, but were too young and too gullible and too together. They <em>would</em> certainly have walked into a <em>boring</em>, glass wall or tripped on her lumpy mattress if she had not have lead them around safety. The Doctor Toshiro said she could stay awake, but he also made her fell all fuzzy.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>28-07-2020, 03:05:52</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro | Date Marceline<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Hallways of the Holding Cells<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless | Mentions: Mallory and Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, but with a few more wrinkles in his clothing and a far more disheveled head of hair. | A red nylon collar with a small golden bell<br><hr>“Pear picking? Maybe it's a regional expression, but I think I see what you're saying. A Yeshawl could potentially freeze the the Nosthervim's potential for mobility in time while only slowing their capacity for growth, and possibly even allowing for the mind to process thought at regular speed. That... is a horrifying thought.” Toshiro scratched his chin thoughtfully, it was easy to forget that for demons, whose lifespans can extend without end, the concept of exacting such a time consuming vengeance as what the Yeshawl wreaked on the Nosthervim must seem far more commonplace. While there were rare occasions where a human might dedicate their lives to antagonizing another for some given offense, Toshiro couldn't imagine wasting any amount of his precious time on such an endeavor.<br><br>This line of thought was brought to an immediate halt with Kyless' sneeze, an action Toshiro couldn't ever recall the demoness making in the past, especially with the accompaniment of a short lived chromatic light show pouring out of her nostrils and briefly obscuring her features.&nbsp; He didn't interrupt her as she seemed to find it inconsequential, but he certainly took note of it.<br><br>Toshiro blanched noticeably at the mention of stopping time for the sake of prolonging his his comparatively short human life before tilting his head in thoughtful silence for a moment before answering with resignation, “I could see it being used for preserving the sick long enough to find a cure, but it wouldn't do much to make a lifetime longer. Without the benefit of immortality that demons have, a half time stopped human body would just decay in parts.”&nbsp; With a small chuckle he added, “On top of that, the Yeshawl don't sound like the most generous bunch, I don't think they'd happily offer me the secrets of time control.”<br><br>Just as Toshiro was about to inquire as to Kyless' condition on seeing her somewhat dejected posture, a slight frown briefly took root on the scientist's face. Stopping abruptly mid-step to match her gaze with a hint of anger flashing across his eyes, he replied to her last statement firmly with a faint but unmistakably sincere warning of his own, “It would have been <em>you</em> hurting them Kyless, and <em>you</em> would have suffered the consequences of it.” Staring at her in continued silence long enough for the weight of his words to set in, he continued to walk as he added more conversationally, “I don't mind you using your illusions to express frustration, as long as nobody is hurt. If your expressions are all as fascinating as the Garden, then I look forward to the next one.” This enthusiasm for witnessing her newest illusion was a uttered with an obvious mixture of apprehension, and excitement.<br><br>Turning his head back in her direction without stopping, he addressed her point regarding a potential trap with a note of pity, “I'm not leading you to a trap Kyless, something more like the opposite actually.” Stepping inside of the elevator he'd come down to this floor on, he held the door open as he beckoned for the trickster to enter, “Like you said, you could have hurt Mallory and Kevin, but you didn't. I'm smart enough to know that this could be a new trick on your part, but I'm optimistic enough to hope that there's more to you than that. I'm hoping you'll help me decide on which is the truth.”<br><br>Realizing that such wording might have lacked the sort of flair would catch Kyless' interest, he added with a grin, “If you do well, I'll give you back all of your bedding, a request of your own, and a prize of my choosing.” As the doors slid shut behind Kyless he clarified quickly, “The request can't be anything major like letting you go sooner, but if everything goes well, I think you'll have earned something special.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>30-07-2020, 04:38:25</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Hallways of the Holding Cells &gt; Elevator, Going Up<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Smart and Strange Doctor Toshiro and his Peculiar Marceline<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, and sneezing small, magical fireworks.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her bells, her usual, Mayan-like clothes, and Toshiro's gift.</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><em>Was the silly human phrase not pear picking? Pears were the best human fruit, so why would they pick any otherthing?</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless kept plodding down the stark hallways of SOPHE’s headquarters, ad-ja-cent to the Doctor Toshiro and Marceline, listening, and learning. He said he was curious, but thankfully <em>not</em> interested in capturing a Yeshawl. The Yeshawl would not have been as <em>patient</em> in their cell as Kyless was. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. <em>His laugh was warm and short. Had she finally found a game the Doctor Toshiro wanted to play with her?</em> But just as sudden, his enjoyment disappeared. Kyless' golden eyes widened at him as the Doctor Toshiro glared at her, and warned her of games past. Kyless’ shoulder’s dropped. <em>So he did not understand.</em> She never hurt silly humans, not directly, <em>not</em> like other demons. <em>Did… Did Toshiro have those kind of demons in cells too, kept away from Outside? That was… dangerous.</em> <em>She</em> was dangerous, but there were different demons… There were stories… There were laws… <em>Maybe she should tell the Doctor Toshiro about -</em><br><br>Suddenly the floor in front of Kyless’ bare feet changed. The trickster’s bright golden eyes widened again, and she <em>stopped</em> moving, stuck in the doorway of the elevator that Toshiro was holding for her. <em>Was her magic back? Did she do this to the floor?</em> Toshiro said he was not leading her into a trap, but the floor was suddenly silver and shiny… And the walls were also the same, and there were no windows, no Outside at all. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless looked up at him, startled. <em>Reward?</em> Her dark eyebrows twitched. <em>He was going to give her rewards for helping him, for wearing his gift, for making her magic and her head fuzzy.</em> <em>Jingle</em>. Suddenly the doors started moving and Kyless stiffened, hugging her blue-grey shoulders to her sides, but ultimately slipping through them to enter the elevator with Marceline. But, the trickster did not forget what <em>else</em> the Doctor Toshiro had said.<br><br>He said letting her go <em>sooner</em>. “I think you will keep me forever. Or, I <em>thought</em> forever.” Her nose <em>tingled</em> again, and the demoness winkled it to no avail. Another <em>sneeze</em> came, a with it another colorful flare in front of her face, this one yellow, green and purple. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “I…” Kyless paused, wiped her nose, and composed herself next to the smart, strange human Doctor Toshiro and his even more peculiar not-cat. "I thought you would never let me go, but are my <em>thoughts</em> incorrect, Doctor Toshiro?” The trickster was <em>still</em> visibly surprised. She had <em>thought</em> these silly humans were keeping her in her cell, no matter what she did, no matter how much she ‘helped’ them with the stories she knew. That was why she kept trying to escape, to find a way out on her own, because she <em>thought</em> they would never give her one. <em>These silly humans would never give her that kind of a gift.</em> Because as much as the Doctor Toshiro did not trust her, she did <em>not</em> trust the Doctor Toshiro either. Maybe these were just words, not what humans called 'promises'.<br><br>Suddenly, the floor, the walls, the shiny cell they were in - all started <em>moving</em>. Kyless lifted one bare foot off of the metallic floor of the elevator, and then the other, trying to understand. However, she still felt <em>un</em>-balanced, <em>un</em>-comfortable, and <em>em</em>-barassed. “I do not like this. I…” She realized that she wished she was asleep. She might have been in <em>this</em> place, in <em>this</em> cell before, but she was always <em>asleep</em>, or <em>mostly</em> asleep. <em>Otherthings were not as scary when they were asleep.</em> She focused on the doors that had opened to let them into the cell before, trying to make them less scary. Her golden eyes narrowed, but only a little, as then a <em>tree</em> began to appear. Its long, knotted branches were growing out of the closed metal doors, its green and lush leaves reaching out to them, all at once. <br><br>But then Kyless <em>sneezed</em>, and as she <em>lost</em> her concentration, she <em>lost</em> her illusion too. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her head jerked forward from the force of her latest sneeze, and she held her forehead with her braceleted hand. The fuzziness was heavier now, painful even. The trickster had made a mistake; she should not have used what was left of her magic, what Toshiro had <em>given</em> back to her, with the old laws. “I still… hope it is a short day, Doctor Toshiro,” Kyless mumbled, and tried not to sound afraid, or worried of her peculiar, fuzzy sneezing. “What you need of me, I hope it is short.”</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>31-07-2020, 23:45:25</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro | Date Marceline<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Elevator to the main floor.<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless | Mentions: Mallory and Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, but with a few more wrinkles in his clothing and a far more disheveled head of hair. | A red nylon collar with a small golden bell<br><hr>Toshiro couldn't help but be immensely intrigued with how Kyless seemed affected by, and considerate of, the passage of what she refered to as human time. In humans studies had shown that a person's perception to the passage of time was largely relative to how much time they'd passed. A four year old might find a year agonizingly slow as it represented a full quarter of their life, while their grandparent might imagine the same time going by in the blink of an eye. While the concept of time on Earth and in the demon realms seemed to operate differently according to Kyless' recounting of the story of the Yeshawl, it was somewhat peculiar to Toshiro that a creature as old as Kyless, had she been telling the truth, was so consistently impatient with a span of time that was likely a grain of sand on the beach that was her lifetime.<br><br>Admittedly the décor and mundane living conditions Kyless had brought on herself would make a zen monk stir crazy, but Toshiro couldn't help but notice on this day in particular Kyless had made a point on several occasions regarding time. First was her portrayal of the Garden of Nosthervim, then her mentions of a 'short day,' and now her concern that Toshiro would or could keep her locked up forever. The latter point was especially concerning as it reflected a deeply disconcerting view of she must have of Toshiro that he would deign to dictate the remainder of her potential eternity.<br><br>As abhorrent as Kyless' crime had been, Toshiro wondered now, as he often did, if he had been unnecessarily cruel to his charge. Was there a point to reducing her environment to such a spartan existence when she seemed so unaware of why he was doing what he was doing? Then came the ever present doubt when it came to the Disciples of Calder, was her discomfort and naivete sincere, or was she simply winding her warden around her finger for the sake of some unseen game? His jaw clenched at the thought, although the tension couldn't help but fall away at the sight of Kyless' discomfort with the confining innards of the elevator, its sterile interior only made somewhat more homey by the gentle melody of Vivaldi's Four Seasons playing through with a metallic tinge through the elevator's speakers.<br><br>Folding his arms as Marceline moved to perch on his shoulder and playfully swat at one of Kyless' bells, Toshiro answered with a tone of utmost sincerity and a hint of a playful smile, “I don't want to keep you locked up forever Kyless, for one thing there wouldn't be much point to it, I'll be nothing but bones or dust in the blink of your eye.” Stroking the small patch of hair on his chin for a moment he continued while leaning his cheek against Marceline's warm fur, “My hope is to to use the short time we'll have together to eventually understand you and why you hate humans enough to have been a member of VOID.” With a sheepish half grin and a shrug he added, “Someone smarter than me once tried to tell me the dislike between humans and demons is based in ignorance, in not knowing enough about each other. I'd like to believe them so I guess I'm hoping by knowing more about you and what you value, I can convince you of that we're worth keeping around. For both of our sakes.”<br><br>For a moment Toshiro considered admitting that this was much easier in theory than in practice with how little he could trust Kyless, but his words suddenly seized in his throat at the sight of the tree suddenly bursting from the gap in narrow gap between the elevator doors. He couldn't help but press his back against the elevator wall opposite the door as he violently recoiled from the sight, his eyes wide as they quickly shifted between the verdant life burgeoning against the cold chrome and the still cheerfully blinking lights indicating that the bracelet was continuing to function as intended. Then just as suddenly as it had appeared, the tree vanished, leaving the two alone once again in the utterly plain elevator.<br><br>Taking a few deep breaths to recover from the brief spurt of adrenaline that had had him racing over every potential flawed parameter he may have set in the bracelet, he was finally able to focus on Kyless' once again. The only fleeting nature of the illusion and Kyless' obvious discomfort made it clear that the device was still largely working as intended, and increasing the restriction value would probably be an overreaction on his part. With a final exhale to help gather himself, he nodded lightly as his head throbbed with the lingering effects of panic, “I hope so too, I could use a short day.”<br><br>After what felt like an long excruciating stretch of silence in which Toshiro quietly continued to contemplate the level of restriction on the bracelet, the doors slid open with a happy chirp, revealing the entrance to SOPHE's main level. Stepping forward and holding the elevator door open once again so that it didn't once again lock Kyless inside, Toshiro gestured down another winding hallway as a thought came to him, “I didn't really give you much of a chance to say anything about the other place you showed me. The place with the 'Jollytwills.' It was...” Ignoring the immense sense of dread he'd felt in the moment he finished with a partial truth, “It was very pretty. The colors were beautiful, even if their sudden appearance was... unnerving.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>03-08-2020, 02:31:49</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trust</strong></span></div><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/NF8F2Kq.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Matsumoto Oei<br><strong>DAY:</strong> January 4th, 2020<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Hedquarters, Oei’s Office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Toshiro<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Briefing and Contract Signing<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><hr><br>“So, that is what you’ll be assigned to do here. All the funding you would like for research you may have regarding demon physiology, in exchange for looking after, and reporting, in our most important project.” Oei had been over this, many times before with others like this man. Date Toshiro, a man of high regard in terms of his work, yet equally someone she wasn’t sure was up to the task. Looking less then optimal in terms of actual researchers and scientists, she knew that looks could be deceiving; still, she was going to need some convincing on his part.<br><br>“You want to help SOPHE, help the world by stopping demons from overrunning and causing destruction. I can see that; it’s why we were created in the first place.” She settled her arms on her desk, sitting leisurely in her comfy chair, her eyes staring down at the man sitting across from her.<br><br>“However, there are certain liabilities we must take, especially with a project of this...secrecy. You can’t tell anyone about this, not even your friends or family. To the world, the asset doesn’t exist, and never has. Though, we know the difference, don’t we; a difference between losing and becoming puppets to demons, or securing our place in helping stop their reign of terror.”<br><br>Her long hair flowed along her shoulders, as her glasses slightly tinted from the overhead room lights, watching the man in front of her. “I know you’ve had some history with demons, some good, some bad. Not to worry, as the ones that work with us are trusted in their jobs. You’ll be fine to work with them, and if anything does happen, we’ll be quick to rectify it.” Her gaze leered ever so slightly, watching, studying.<br><br>“You <em>will</em> do this, won’t you? You can’t really say no to an opportunity like this, can you?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>04-08-2020, 06:49:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Day Everything Changed</strong></span></div><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AprCjTP.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jack Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Finch Home<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin Finch <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Disaster Struck<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><hr><br>It was very rare that Jack Finch became a man that let his guard down, never being the type to do so. Having trained as SOPHE security for the most of his life, after transferring from the military, he found that to be the worst mistake a soldier could make. Even so, the occasion called for it this one time, as his only son was finally becoming a man, at the age of 18. It was a tremendous occasion, one that he and his wife had eagerly awaited. He was growing into a fine adult, taking the steps towards his future.<br><br>More so, he was excelling in his training, in everything they had taught and prepared him for.<br><br>Ever since he was a child, they always knew he would need to be ready. Always prepared, always alert for the worst to come. Jack had taught him that day one, and the day he turned 5, when Kevin was gifted his first knife to begin his training. No one knew of the things they taught him, always secret, always hidden. Others wouldn’t understand the lengths they had to go, the things they had to keep to themselves. SOPHE’s secrets were theirs, and Jack knew that when Kevin was 18, he would go down the path that Jack had gone. Joining SOPHE, becoming apart of their security detail. Following in his footsteps like the dutiful son he was.<br><br>However, it had seemed that their plan for their son would have to wait, and abruptly so, as a mere hour into the party, guests began to move their way outside. Quite quickly in fact, and a sudden shift, almost like an earthquake, shook the home. Jack ran out of the home, like a fire following a trail of oil, making his way outside to find SOPHE vehicles around the streets, the glaring red lights their signature.<br><br>“...it happened, didn’t it.” Jack was on the case, noticing the agents coming and going within the house next door. His steely eyes narrowed, for a fraction; the Minato home. From what info he could gather from the agents there, it hadn’t been good. A few cautious words here and there, trying to cover up the details, yet Jack knew. <br><br>He was always able to deduce the truth; he just didn’t think this would happen so soon.<br><br>Jack turned back towards his own home, seeing that the guests from Kevin’s party were watching, onlookers in a mass, trying to figure out what was going on. The party had been derailed, and Jack knew that his son would be close behind once he noticed where exactly the incident was happening.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>05-08-2020, 06:50:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Day Everything Changed</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019, 6:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Kevin's House<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Jack Finch<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Disaster Struck<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Camos<br><hr><br>The party was already far from a success before everything went to hell. Kevin's 18th birthday was important, and he knew both his parents and his guests meant well. But what did that matter when the one person he wanted to be there was stuck at home? He knew for a fact that Mallory was just as upset as he was not to be there, maybe more. Still, he put on a brave face and pretended to have a good time. Truth be told, it wasn't all that bad. But that only made his friend's absence that much more palpable - fun was the kind of thing he had with Mallory.<br><br>If that wasn't enough, there was an underlying sense of the seriousness of the affair - that Kevin was reaching a point where everything his parents were teaching him would come to fruition. And let's face it, Kevin's childhood was anything but normal. But then again, the very world they lived in was anything but normal. And Kevin was going to learn that very soon. <br><br>There weren't any signs that things were wrong at first. At least for Kevin. He could tell his mother was becoming anxious over something. The veneer of normality that she tried to preserve for the party was fading quickly. And soon Kevin learned why. The purple glow from the house next door, followed by the explosion. And all bets were off. Everyone was moving to see what was going on. Kevin was running. <br><br>There wasn't much to see once he got there. SOPHE had already started sending agents and setting a perimeter. The house... well all that was left anyway of it was little more than a smoldering husk. It wasn't long before his father and his mother found him. All Kevin could say in a cold monotone, half dead to the world, was, "Tell me that this didn't just happen to her. Tell me this is just a nightmare or something."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>05-08-2020, 07:08:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Day Everything Changed</strong></span></div><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AprCjTP.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jack Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Finch Home<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin Finch <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> The day has come<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><hr><br>Kevin had run over, with his mother close behind him; she did his best to be there for him, to comfort him from what he was seeing, but even Jack could see the look in her eye. They both knew, but Kevin didn't and unfortunately for their son, it was going to stay that way. Jack turned to Kevin, hearing his voice; hollow, dead inside, as if all the life inside of him had vanished. Jack could see it, his wife could see it in his demeanor; his son was only keeping face for the people that were at his party, but he only really wished for the one he really cared about to be there.<br><br>The Minato Family were one of polite strictness, something Jack had seen over the years that they had known the family. Mallory's Aunt and Uncle were anything but kind to the Finches, but behind closed doors, they knew that they were anything but kind. Using their power, they began to do more to keep Mallory from going out, to listening to their rules. It didn't help that the young girl was easy to manipulate, easy to push down. She wanted to make others happy, and it only seemed to make his son, Kevin, all the more protective of his friend.<br><br>Hmm, his friend... Jack had to talk to Kevin about their friendship to him eventually, but now, however, was not the time.<br><br>With everything that Jack knew, he devised a plan; it was deceitful, yet it was his son's opportunity to do what they have been preparing him for. For years they had been teaching him how to defend himself, to be ready, prepared for anything to happen; the worse to happen. This was that moment, the one that would act as the catalyst.<br><br>"It's not." Jack was never one to shy away from the truth, to shelter his son from the hideous reality of life. Even if Kevin didn't really know what was going on, Jack did, and he knew that this would be the start of Kevin's new life. Jack look towards his son, seeing his deflated appearance, as if his entire life, which was just beginning, was ending.<br><br>"They can't tell me many details, but a demon attacked." He wouldn't say it was only Hanna and Keito Minato that the agents found, but he still wasn't allowed to tell his son more. As per orders, Jack had to keep things a secret; he had to follow what the plan ordered them. "...they found bodies." Even if he wasn't giving all the details, even if he wasn't telling the truth to his son, Jack couldn't help but feel a tinge of regret for the look on his son's face. <br><br>Heartbroken, devastation across his the eighteen year old's face.<br><br>These feelings would consume him, take over. He would grieve, and then, his son's purpose would begin. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>06-08-2020, 05:26:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Trust</span></strong></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Oei's Office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Matsumoto Oei<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured.<br><hr>“That is... certainly a lot to take in. You mean to say they're...?” Toshiro couldn't help but run a hand anxiously through his somewhat disheveled hair, his mouth nearly agape as he stared wide eyed at Director Matsumoto in a mixture of awe and contemplation. It was absolutely dizzying how many connections this new revelation brought together in his mind, how many redactions suddenly lifted in the documents he'd memorized, how many possibilities became unveiled, all from this one colossal truth being revealed. It was marvelously exhilarating, inspiring, but more significantly, there was a familiarity to the situation that had the scientist out of his chair and pacing back and forth in front of Oei's desk as she reiterated the goals of SOPHE and the necessity for discretion in the matter of the project.<br><br>“I don't imagine we'd be having this discussion if you didn't think I could be trusted to keep a secret. I don't have a family who would care to listen, and my friends are smart enough to know how important it is to keep some things hidden.” Toshiro had no desire to discuss his familial connections, and he desperately hoped that Director Matsumoto would not be so callous as to further question him regarding the subject when his file should have said all that needed to be known on the matter. As to his friends, in descending order of affection there was Marceline and Albion, neither of whom would be particularly interested in prying secrets from Toshiro's head.<br><br>To say that Toshiro's life had been shaped by his experiences with demon's of a malevolent stripe would be an understatement, but again Toshiro didn't feel the need to press this point in reply to Director Matsumoto's comments on varying morality of demons as the confidant nonchalance behind her gaze largely implied a level of understanding that didn't require further details in the matter. The flustered scientist could only nod his head in response as he spoke with a slight smile, “There's no need to convince me of the potential for good in demons, if I didn't think it was the case, we wouldn't be having this conversation right now.”<br><br>There wasn't an ounce of hesitance in Toshiro's voice as he quickly sat back into the chair across the desk from Director Matsumoto, the heel of his right foot rising and falling in rapid succession as he replied, “Of course I want to do this! If I understand the situation correctly, there's no better opportunity for preventing harm to both mankind and demon alike more than seeing this project through! If there's any chance we can help the victim, then we need to do everything we can.” Toshiro wasn't so blinded by his enthusiasm for what he could accomplish with an unlimited research budget or the potential to work with one of the more significant sources of human demon synthesis in recorded history to notice that Matsumoto's last words rang somewhat akin to a threat, however this was largely irrelevant to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>06-08-2020, 05:51:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trust</strong></span></div><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/NF8F2Kq.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Matsumoto Oei<br><strong>DAY:</strong> January 4th, 2020<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Hedquarters, Oei’s Office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Toshiro<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Briefing and Contract Signing<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><hr><br>"Good, at least you're smart enough to realize that." Oei couldn't remember how many times she had to deal with others that thought they knew what to do, that thought they could handle this job. They all left within the year, and clearly weren't cut out for the project. Though, it didn't help that they had to leave so suddenly, as the secret of the project had to be kept within a certain group of people. No more than a handful could know, or else, Oei knew, that chaos would erupt around them.<br><br>She couldn't have that, not when the project could help stop the demons assault, and finally bring peace to Earth. They were already having difficulty with finding recruits that could make the cut, and with the low amount of staff on hand that could actively combat rogue demons, Oei was finding it harder and harder to keep Project Violet at bay. Settling in her chair, she watched the lanky form of Toshiro comb through his hair, avoiding her gaze for a few moments; was he intimidated? She was used to this, as not many could believ that a demon was in charge of SOPHE, the group that actively hunted rogue demons. Not all were bad, though some still needed convincing at times.<br><br>At Toshiro's acceptance towards the project, Oei couldn't help but give a smile; a small one, but it still counted for the moment.<br><br>"I'm glad to hear. I'm sure the lucrative funds for your own projects will be more then the necessary compensation for doing this. You have to make sure to give me notes each week on the Project's progress. Anything you can learn about it, we need to have on hand." She looked at the man, her smile falling for the moment when he mentioned the idea of helping the 'victim'; hmm, if she could call it that.<br><br>"Yes...anything to figure this out would be crucial. However, this information is the most imperative to SOPHE's survival. You will need to do things that you may not like, things that you may not agree with. It's for the sake of SOPHE, for the people that want to have a peaceful world; remember that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>08-08-2020, 07:35:34</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Day Everything Changed</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019, 6:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Kevin's House<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Jack Finch<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Disaster Struck<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Camos<br><hr><br>"No..." It was such a cold and impersonal word: Bodies. Those bodies were their neighbors. Their friends. <em>Mallory</em>. Suddenly, everything horrible that Kevin's parents had told him about the worlds and about demons had become much too shockingly true. He could feel his hands balling into fists. The other guests were by now edging away. Tomorrow there would be half-hearted words of consolation. Today, it was just shock.<br><br>Kevin, too, was fighting through shock. "How... I mean... did you know... that they were... in danger? Did anyone know?" He regretted the question as soon as he asked it. If his parents had known Mallory was a target for demons, they would have told him. Warned him. To think otherwise was inconceivable. They had prepared him for his whole life to be prepared for something like this. They couldn't possibly expect it could hit so close to home. And indeed, his father did seem put off balance by all of this. But that led to the next question. "Is it possible that... there are survivors. Has SOPHE sent anyone in yet?" It was all he could do not to run himself. The only things stopping him were his father, and the guards armed with fully automatic weapons. Kevin knew too much about firearms to even dream of being able to make it inside before being cut down. If he were lucky, they'd remember to switch to tranquilizers out of consideration for a respected coworker. Assuming they felt they had time.<br><br>Not being able to go in, though, only made things worse. "Someone's in there looking, right?" Kevin knew he was grasping at straws; he was hoping for the impossible. But still, it was all he could do. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>08-08-2020, 09:05:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Trust</span></strong></span></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Oei's Office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Matsumoto Oei<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured.<br><hr>There were two exceedingly powerful factors lending themselves to the wide smile that spread across Toshiro's face. The first of course was that he would finally be able to exercise his immense innate and learned talents in service to both demons and humanity through the observation and experimentation on the afflicted individual that was the subject of Project Violet. While it would be ungrateful of him to call the opportunities SOPHE had given him up until this point a waste of his efforts, the significance of his last better half of a decade paled in comparison to what he might achieve in even a few months as the research lead on so monumental an effort. <br><br>The second factor, while nowhere near as tremendous as involvement with the Project, still bore noting. Not only was Director Matsumoto offering him a vast budget towards conducting his own independent research, but she also seemed largely uninterested in the details of these endeavors so long as Toshiro provided constant updates on his newly assigned primary field of research. He had no intention of grossly abusing this financial freedom in pursuits that would be utterly without interest to SOPHE, but it did mean it would allow for him to pursue avenues of experimentation that his previous supervisors at the organization had previously dismissed as, <em>'Unnecessarily risky,' 'Colossally wasteful,'</em> and <em>'Absurdly foolish.'</em> All of these terms, among others, had been used separately on multiple occasions to describe Toshiro's more innovative research methods, and together nearly just as often.<br><br>Even with his head swimming in excitement for the immediate future, he couldn't help but notice Director Matsumoto's face fall somewhat at his mention of the Project's subject as a victim. Before he could inquire as to what he had said that might have dampened her spirits, she offered her final stipulation for Toshiro's promotion to lead researcher on Project Violet: that he would have to do things that might not sit well with him. Given the often morally hazy existence that SOPHE needed in dealing with demons, Toshiro had little doubt that the magnitude of the moral quandaries the director would have him navigate would exist far beyond on the realm of the somewhat dubious. Staring into Matsumoto's eyes for a moment in consideration as to what actions he could possibly be asked to commit that might make the arrangement untenable, he silently bowed his head in submission before replying, “As long as SOPHE is making the world a more peaceful place, then what I'm going to be comfortable with will be a far second concern to what needs to be done. So, when do I get started?”<br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Scene End</span></strong></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>08-08-2020, 17:12:52</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Day Everything Changed</strong></span></div><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AprCjTP.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jack Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Finch Home, Outside<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin Finch <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> The day has come<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><hr><br>The shock in his son’s voice was all he could hear, and how could Jack blame him? Something as dangerous, and serious, as a demon attack was bad enough near their home; attacking their neighbors, his closest friend, that was another story. Though Jack could only grimace at the fact, knowing that his son had no idea what truly happened; he couldn’t tell him, and even if he had the clearance, he wouldn’t.<br><br>“It was by chance.” The worst kind of answer for Kevin to hear; planned meant someone was after them, but by pure chance? That would leave a bad taste in the mouth, heart sinking. “They weren’t in any danger, as far as I knew.” As his son kept trying to process everything, Jack could see his anger, his sadness. He didn’t want to believe the neighbors had been in such a gruesome accident.<br><br>No, he didn’t want to believe his best friend was dead.<br><br>“They’ve been inside already. Whatever they told me already, was all they could give.” Jack was telling Kevin straight, just as he’d gotten the information. He could see it in Kevin’s eyes; he didn’t want to believe it. However, the blaring lights and multiple agents in scene made it hard to believe such a fantasy. Steely eyes looked towards the boy in front of him, walking a few steps to stand in front of his son. His strong hand went to clasp along his son’s shoulder, in some vague attempt at comforting him; doing so would only seem to drive the point forward, and unfortunately for Kevin, that was what Jack wanted.<br><br>He had always told his son to prepare for the worst; Jack was sure however, that Kevin wouldn’t have been prepared for something like this.<br><br>“I’m sorry, I know you two were...close.” <br><br>Too close, if you asked Jack and Hadley. Jack wasn’t an idiot, seeing just how fake his son had been at his own party; while he had been making pleasantries with guests, he had seen his son leaning against the wall, watching, waiting. The look in his eyes was all that Jack had needed to see; the look of a love struck boy, who was holding on to hope that the person they cared for most, would arrive.<br><br>At least now, Kevin’s job of protecting that girl was finally over.<br><br>“I know you don’t want to believe this Kevin, but with all this destruction, all this damage... there’s no way she survived.” The words that were mostly likely the hardest to swallow, to believe, Jack said quite easily. Like he had practiced, like he was prepared to say it; his gaze looked towards the destruction. “Honestly, with the skill you’re at, you wouldn’t have been able to do anything to stop it. You would have just been another casualty.” Those words must have been the harshest coming from Jack, for Kevin to hear; he didn’t have the strength or skill to have done anything? Jack knew this however, he knew he son wouldn’t have made it...<br><br>But those words would act as the stepping point, the steps towards Kevin’s eventual goal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>08-08-2020, 20:23:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ryusei, Mallory, Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Intense Training<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">While a certain level of training was mandatory, Azmodiel offered further training and practice for anyone who sought it out. And as always, his son was here ready for a lesson. Kevin had volunteered as well, and that meant Mallory was here. The two were connected at the hip so he wasn't surprised, but he wondered if she planned on training with the boys? He'd have to make some adjustments to his planned regiment, but he could make it work. "Alright. You know how my training sessions go. <br><br>You <em>will</em> be in pain when we're done, but it's the good kind of pain. The pain that makes you realize just how much better you are now than you were then. So before we start, time to stretch and get your muscles ready. Oei says last time I took it too far and folded that one recruit in ways human bodies don't naturally go, so to make sure that doesn't happen, I need you nice and limber before the fun part." Kevin and Ryusei both would be shown a mix of stretches and endurance exercises to get them limber and get their blood pumping. <br><br>They'd need it and then some to fight with him, which he was looking forward to. While they prepared, he turned to Mallory. "You're not here for these much, but maybe it's time for you to see how the brawn side of things works. Well there's brains too, but mostly brawn," he said with a smile and lightly patted the girl he'd basically adopted on the head after the horrible incident with her family had left her with no one really aside from Kevin. <br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>08-08-2020, 23:09:30</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin, Azmodiel, Ryusei<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> It’s very early<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Workout Gear (https://i.imgur.com/wSdPNiZ.jpg)/Hairstyle (https://i.imgur.com/l9E5Mi7.jpg)<br><hr><br>She had said she wanted this, so there was no excuse to be so tired in the morning, or at least what Mallory thought. Getting up so early should have been a piece of cake, considering the work she did, but when it came to a training session with the “golden boys” of SOPHE’s soldier program, Mallory was a bit hesitant on joining in. At first, she thought it would just be a good way to get in shape, then after, found it could help in case there was ever actually any danger that she needed to defense herself against. That made sense!<br><br>Though, now that she thought about it, wasn’t she a bit underprepared when it came to Azmodiel and his training sessions?<br><br>Azmodeil (her honorary foster dad), gave a speech in what was gonna go down, and honestly, it did not ease her worries whatsoever. ‘Good’ kind of pain was something Mallory had never experienced, and she wasn’t sure she wanted to. Pain was just not good for her, both the physical and the emotional, with the latter being the most she had been dealt with her life.<br><br>The mention of Azmodiel training a recruit in ways that even Oei didn’t seem to like? Mallory blanched just the slightest from the thought alone.<br><br>“Uh...ok.” &nbsp;Mallory didn’t know what else to say to the demon man, giving a small sound of surprise when she felt Azmodiel’s hand patting her head once more. She was still getting used to the idea of calling Azomodiel ‘dad’, but when she tried the few times she had, she couldn’t help but notice the happiness in the demon’s face; she’d never seen the man with such a beaming aura of happiness, other than those moments. Head pats had become a form of affection the man doted upon her; Mallory was never one to say no to the man, as he had become a father figure to her, just as Ryusei had become a brother to her.<br><br>Kevin... Kevin was a different story. He made her equally happy and relaxed, and yet at the same time, completely nervous and shy. Their relationship had seemed like an open book, but now more then ever, had become mismatched, with blank pages scattered. There were moments she couldn’t help but stare at him, notice the freckles along his skin, the way he smiled; it made her heart beat faster just thinking about it, and that just made her more nervous.<br><br>”I’m glad I was able to come along this time. Being so busy with research had kept me so busy, I didn’t think I’d be able to make it again.” Despite wearing her workout gear, much more different then her reserved clothes, she stood a bit shyly, one arm held loosely by the other hand. Her eyes glanced away from Azmodiel, almost trying to make eye contact with him, a hint of red across her cheeks. &nbsp;“But, thanks for having me...<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">d-dad</span>”.<br><br>The last word was only quiet enough for the demon man to hear, but she wasn’t embarrassed by such a sentiment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>09-08-2020, 06:06:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Elevator, Going Up &gt; Main Floor (Outside is Close!)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Smart and Strange Doctor Toshiro and his Peculiar Marceline<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, and sneezing small, magical fireworks.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her bells, her usual, Mayan-like clothes, and Toshiro's gift.</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">The weary trickster wondered why it was that the Doctor Toshiro needed a short day also. <em>He was free. He could do whateverthings he wished. He could have fun whenever he wished.</em> Kyless rubbed her forehead again, with her braceleted hand, still recovering from her earlier, magical sneeze that made her joyous tree disappear. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She dropped her arm and studied the un-comfortable Doctor Toshiro next. He was recovering too, but not from attempting to <em>use</em> small magic. He was un-comfortable from trying to <em>avoid</em> it. “How can we <em>understand</em>, when I fear things that <em>are</em>, and you fear otherthings that <em>could</em> be?” Kyless leaned her head out of the elevator, her newest cell, the most boring, most cold and most isolated cell, as the Doctor Toshiro held it <em>open</em>. The trickster was grateful for him then, and some human times before.<br><br><em>But he was still afraid of her.</em> Kyless <em>already</em> knew that the Doctor Toshiro was afraid of her, though. Afraid of what she <em>could</em> do, and likely afraid of what she <em>could</em> <em>not</em> do too. But her latest broken illusion was of nothing but a tree, and a <em>human</em> tree. <em>It was meant to be warm, not afraid.</em> The un-steady, silver steel around her made Kyless afraid. Her bare, blue-grey toes stayed on said metal floor of the elevator, as she continued to lean cautiously out of her terrible new cell. Her wide, golden eyes peered left then right down the strange, never-ending hallways of her captor’s headquarters, as if looking for some<em>thing</em>. Maybe a some<em>one</em>. Instead, she found --<br><br>Kyless suddenly dashed out of the terrifying elevator with renewed energy. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br><br>But the trickster did <em>not</em> run away. Instead, the skipped towards a series of large, floor-to-ceiling windows directly across from her newest cell, and Marceline, and the Doctor Toshiro. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her many small, golden bells <em>rattled</em> with each sway and swish, playful and full of joy. <em>Because on the otherside of this human glass was The Outside.</em> She reached out with her braceleted hand, as if about to touch the glass. Then suddenly she stopped, hand raised, as if catching <em>light</em> instead. “This is real…” The trickster said softly, seemingly to herself. Then she immediately flopped down on the cool, tilled floor in front of the window, and crossed her legs. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She rested her elbows in her lap, her palms on her chin, as if she were a human child observing something wonderful.<br><br>And maybe that was all the sun and trees and grass and clouds were to the centuries old trickster. Somewhere in <em>that</em> time, for <em>some</em> of those many days, Kyless <em>had</em> believed that humans could <em>understand</em>. But then someone she trusted with her entire heart told her to <em>un-believe</em>. And since then, <em>understanding</em> was the only thing that the trickster did <em>not</em> believe in. Kyless kept her head forward, attached to The Outside on the otherside of the glass. She was <em>remembering</em>. Remembering what The Outside appeared like. How colorful, how wild, how alive, how fun. “Can we stay here for a just a small amount of human time, Dr. Toshiro?” Kyless called back, still not-looking at him, <em>savoring</em> her view of The Outside that she knew would be taken away soon. <em>Always soon.</em> <br><br>“I can tell you the information you seek while we sit.” Kyless continued, still marveling at her view through the glass. <em>The Jollytwills were pretty.</em> She had had just as many questions as the fretful Doctor Toshiro when she first wandered into them too, the imperfect, perfect, purple flowers. “But…” the trickster suddenly cautioned, “there is a price to know of The Jollytwill Valley.” It was a <em>very</em> important price. So important that the impish trickster sounded strangely and suddenly <em>serious</em>. “You must <em>remember</em> what you learn of The Jollytwill Valley, until when your human time is <em>dust</em>, even when <em>other</em>things forget. Especially when <em>other</em>things forget. Is this price too big, Dr. Toshiro?” Kyless still had not-looked at him, or his Marceline.<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>10-08-2020, 01:43:37</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro | Date Marceline<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless | Mentions: Azmodiel, Matsumoto Oei<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, but with a few more wrinkles in his clothing and a far more disheveled head of hair. | A red nylon collar with a small golden bell<br><hr>Even if the warmth of the summer sun hadn't made itself apparent with the sheer contrast it offered against the chill of SOPHE's subterranean levels, there was no way Toshiro could ignore its invigorating effect it had after seeing how Kyless reacted to its touch. Taking several long strides to catch up with her at the window side, the scientist couldn't help but press his hands and forehead to the glass to feel the window's morning warmth as Kyless sat down on the floor next to him. Tossing around Kyless' words around in consideration among the considerable contentment of the moment, he didn't even notice Marceline launch herself from his arm and into Kyless' laps, the <em>cat's</em> body twisting somewhat around the demoness' elbows as it enjoyed her cushioned basking location.<br><br>Scratching his chin, the warmth of his sun soaked fingers reassuring against his cold cheek, Toshiro rolled his head slightly in Kyless' direction, catching her seated form out of the corner of his eye before answering the point she'd made in the elevator, “Giving up on trying to understand each other because of our fears is a lot like giving up on... “ Rolling his chin scratching hand in the air in an attempt to internally conjure up a suitable metaphor that Kyless might understand, he continued with a note of exasperation towards his momentary absence of imagination, “Like giving up on... on lighting a fire to see because the night is too dark. If we can figure out the first part, it'll sort out the second.”<br><br>Seeing how much Kyless was enjoying the act of simply feeling the denied warmth of the outside world mixed in with her harmless request to experience it a moment longer, Toshiro simply nodded his head slightly against the glass before withdrawing from it, stepping over towards Kyless' side, and sitting down next to her. Staring at the luxuriating body of Marceline as she continuously flexed her body out against Kyless' elbows in a way that could not have been particularly comfortable for the trickster, he laid back against the the tile with the back of his head caught in his interlocked fingers as he replied, “Yeah we can stay here for a bit, Azmodiel and Director Matsumoto probably thought it would take me longer to convince you to put the bracelet on, so I'm betting we have some time before we're supposed to meet up with the others.”<br><br>It was a strange thing to hear Kyless talk in a serious tone, and odder still was the subject on which she chose to affect such a dire voice. She had been perfectly willing to tell him the harrowing story of the Yeshawl who were masters of time, and the Nosthervim, who were doomed to suffer an eternity being locked in temporal stasis, but it was the information regarding a field of beautiful flowers that rested upon hills too high beneath a perpetual unnaturally blue sky that would require him to swear to never forget it? Trying not to immediately dismiss this as a deception or joke at his expense, Toshiro nodded his head with the solemnity the situation called for before withdrawing a pencil and sketchpad out from his lab pocket. Tapping the somewhat dulled lead to an empty page he added with little attempt to hide his growing eagerness, “Alright, I'm all set to never forget. I don't really forget otherthings... other things ever, but I'll take extra care to not forget about the Jollytwills.”<br><br>Occasionally one of SOPHE's many employees would walk past the pair and give them an odd look, but as Toshiro rapidly and masterfully drew out with exacting attention paid to even the most minute of details he'd seen in Kyless' second illusory landscape of the day, the researcher didn't even acknowledge their presence save for when he'd cast a dirty look at anyone who might block the sunlight streaming on to him and his storyteller. So focused on the twin tasks of listening and drawing was he, that he hadn't even noticed Marceline's fur cycling slowly through the various hues that made up the Jollytwill Valley as she dozed contentedly on Kyless' thighs, the cat's posture only somewhat contorting itself into impossible shapes reminiscent of a Klein bottle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>10-08-2020, 18:48:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Day Everything Changed</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019, 6:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Kevin's House<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Jack Finch<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Disaster Struck<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Camos<br><hr><br>Kevin grimaced. He knew his father was right. It still wasn't easy to hear. The guilt practically burned from inside. And Kevin knew what he had to ask.<br><br>What happened to Mallory was wrong. Wrong on so many levels it hurt. The fact that it was random only made things that much worse. The idea that you wake up one day and demons have destroyed everything is not an easy one to bear, even if you have been privy to the truth more than most people. And the Finches weren't good at comfort. That's probably one reason Kevin had attached so firmly to Mal. There was a warmth there that never seemed to pierce the almost military atmosphere at home. Kevin knew his parents loved him; he also knew that the way they showed it was not by showing it. The idea that the best way to help him was to make him strong. But it was one thing to know it and quite a different one to feel it inside.<br><br>Even now, his father was giving his best effort at comfort and falling short. But then again, Jack Finch had seen this before. A lot. Kevin didn't know the number, but through the lessons he and his wife had given their son, he could infer that the number of comrades Jack had buried was more than anyone should in a life. Life was simply cold, cruel, and dangerous, and the best you could do was be as prepared as you can. It was a lesson his parents had driven into him from toddlerhood.<br><br>And now it was bearing fruit. "So..." Kevin asked, fists still balled tightly. "I wasn't ready for this." It was painful to admit, but necessary. It wasn't his fault. THat was true too. He had trained hard; he had taken in everything his parents had told him. It wasn't their fault; they drove him as far as they possibly could. It was the world's fault, and he would do what he could to fix it. "That being said," he continued, steely determination in his eyes as he faced his father. "How can I be ready for the next time? Because I'm not going to let this happen again."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>10-08-2020, 21:09:29</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Day Everything Changed</strong></span></div><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AprCjTP.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Jack Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Finch Home, Outside<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin Finch <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> The day has come<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><hr><br>“No you weren’t.” Jack relayed this back to his son, watching as he was slowly coming to terms with what had happened. He was by no means sure that the boy in front of him would be over this, not for a long time. He would most likely grieve for the foreseeable future; silently, alone. Weakness was never something the Finch family ever showed, and they had instilled that into their son. It was a hinderance to the mission, the main objective, and watching as his son asked the important questions, Jack knew he had taught his son well.<br><br>“Won’t let it happen again, will you?” Jack’s eyes glanced away from his son, looking back at the destruction of the Minato family home, as the ambulances slowly but surely began to disperse, SOPHE cars and trucks continuing their research. Red, glaring lights reflected off the soldier’s eyes, a steely gaze all that showed along his face. <br><br>Kevin was determined it seemed, and that was what Jack and Hadley had wanted all along.<br><br>This tragedy that people were claiming it to be, the loss of a young life, paled in comparison to what demons were doing every day across the city. Even as he knew his son’s heart was breaking inside, Jack couldn’t care less about the overall outcome.<br><br>All that mattered was that their son was ready to do anything to keep others safe, and not just one, lone soul.<br><br>One that, from Jack and Hadley’s perspective, we’re glad to finally have rid of.<br><br>“You’ll be enlisting into SOPHE first thing tomorrow.” It wasn’t a request, as Kevin had always known this would come eventually. “You want to keep people safe? SOPHE will teach you. You’ll follow in your mother and I’s footsteps, and be prepared for the worst to come.” His son was strong, he knew that, but somewhere deep down, Jack knew that he had been distracted, been letting his guard down. This incident would be the wake up call that his son dearly needed.<br><br>“Let this tragedy be a lesson, Kevin. The world is cruel, and if you don’t pay attention, it’ll take away everything you care about.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>10-08-2020, 23:02:30</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Asmodiel, Ryusei, Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Training<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Tank Top and Shorts<br><hr><br>Kevin was no stranger to hard training. His parents made sure of that. There would be pain. And to that end, when Asmodiel said stretch, Kevin stretched. The demon was not kidding. It was odd, but in a way Asmodiel was displacing his own father. His parents were seeing less and less of him. It was almost as if they feared the familial ties would get in the way at this point. Or maybe they saw that day as a graduation, away from the childhood home of his early training to here, where it was a job, and Kevin was just another man. Although what had happened was he had gained a new family.<br><br>Well not quite family. Good friends at least. And of course, whatever Mallory was. The disaster, and her surviving it, brought them closer than ever - a fact that he was never allowed to forget, especially yesterday, when the whole crew had seen fit to razz the two of them mercilessly. How Lily had managed to arrange flowers being delivered to Mallory in his name, he'd never figure out. Still, he was glad Mallory was here to see this. And not in a macho, "watch me fight" sort of way. But so she could start learning how to defend herself. He had promised he'd always be there to protect her, and he had been good for that promise. But even if it only bought her ten seconds, that might be exactly the time he needed. He certainly came from the wrong family to think that women couldn't defend themselves - from him, "You hit like my mom," was a compliment.<br><br>And then there was Ryusei. Half-demon himself, he was one of the people breaking through Kevin's usual prejudices about demons. Though his parents had slipped in an occasional "Some demons will be your allies," in their conversations, as they had to if their son was going to work for SOPHE, ergo, with demons as well as against them, they were also the kind of people who would routinely use terms like "the Good Ones." Training with Ryusei had been a godsend, though, not only in terms of adjusting his attitude, at least somewhat, but also because it was a way to train to fight demons without actually risking death like in the field. Ryusei could always be counted upon to serve as a good sparring partner and teach Kevin a thing or two. If a few hundred bruises were the price, it was certainly worth paying. Especially if it meant he was better able to keep the girl watching them safe.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>11-08-2020, 07:34:34</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Family</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nMmZAzQ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 14th, 2001, 2PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Medical Wing Waiting Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Riko and Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Could this <em>take</em> any longer?<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><hr><br>As soon as she had gotten the call from SOPHE, Hanna had made her way here, though somewhat begrudgingly so. Having come without her husband was an annoyance in itself, as he was quite the inept man without her leadership; honestly, she wasn’t sure why she had married the man in the first place. She was here in personal business, something that was quite important in fact.<br><br>A little bundle of joy was waiting for her within another room, one where the doctors were most likely poking and prodding the baby, making sure it didn’t have any health risks or whatever they tested for. Hanna honestly didn’t care for any of that information, or even the child to begin with. Her sister was dead, having given childbirth, and now, her poor little daughter was all alone in the world with no one to take care of her.<br><br>Well, except for her, as she was the only living relative left.<br><br>Her mind kept wandering, kept going back to her originally decision. What was the point of taking care of a brat that wasn’t hers? From someone like her younger sister; so nice, so kind, so <em>perfect</em>. Always at the heels of others, always the one that others looked up to; it was sickening at times, seeing how so many thought the world of Carol.<br><br>And look where her hard work lead her; dead in the ground.<br><br>“Hm?” Her dark eyes left the occupying space in front of her, watching as the doors opened to reveal two more figures coming into the spacious room; her look of contemplation turned to one of annoyance, but instead a sweet, condescending smile came to the young woman’s face.<br><br>“Ah, Riko, it’s been some time hasn’t it?” A sickeningly sweet tilt in her voice echoed along the walls of the room, obviously one of pleasantries, but there was a hint of something else, something conniving. “I see you’re here to fight against this decision; <em>again</em>.” She didn’t even bother to address Azmodiel next to her, the large man not in her list of those that she wanted to gloat and antagonize for the moment. She knew why the two were here, and oh, wasn’t it just a treat that this was in her favor.<br><br>Maybe this decision to come wasnt such a bad one after all...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>11-08-2020, 18:07:18</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Ryusei, Mallory, Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Intense Training<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> "Research is important, but so is training your body. Strong mind, strong body, and vice versa. Ask Riko, she'll explain better than me. But I'm glad you could make it too; we can start putting some muscle on those bones, maybe see about getting you a pair of camo pants that'll draw someone's attention," he said with a playful wink while the boys were off to the side. While Mallory wasn't an active combatant within SOPHE like Ryusei and Kevin, her health and wellbeing were important, and training would help her maintain those. <br><br>Even the surprise of an adorable, bookish girl like her using martial arts and self-defense could throw someone off long enough for her to escape or get help. But if she kept up with his training methods? There wouldn't be a human on Earth she couldn't thrash in a fight...except maybe his wife. She was so scary sometimes. <br><br>Even if it was just training, spending time with Mallory always made him happy. She'd gone through so much and deserved none of it. The promise he and Riko had made to her parents was always there in their minds, and they'd never break it. Even when some people tried to interfere. When she called him dad, he looked down at her and for an instant she'd be able to see a tear forming on his cheek, but it quickly sizzled away with a burst of heat on his face. "Anytime, little one."&nbsp; After looking over at Kevin and Ryusei, he decided they'd stretched long enough. "Alright! Time for the fun stuff. Attack me," he said simply. The best way to train was to see what they had, and then he'd help them improve from where they currently were. <br><br></span><br><br><br><hr><hr><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://images.wallpapersden.com/image/download/sung-jin-woo-solo-leveling_69016_720x1570.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ryusei Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Azmodiel, Mallory, Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Intense Training<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Training Pants(also shirtless)</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Even after training literally his entire life, Ryusei still followed every one of his fathers instructions to the letter when it came to exercise and sparring. He could think he knew everything, but his dad was 9,979 years older than him, and was more than likely the best fighter the demon world had ever seen. To Ryusei, his word was law, because he knew it would only allow him to grow stronger, and one day, more than likely in the far future, he'd be able to challenge his dad and stand side by side with him as one of the strongest. <em>Maybe</em>...just maybe, he'd even be able to beat him. As he stretched until his muscles pulled taut, he looked over at the red-haired man who was head over heels for his sister, but wouldn't admit it to himself, much less anyone else.<br><br>&nbsp;And that was an observation Ryusei made, meaning it was so obvious that even he of all people could see it. It was kind of funny, but it only meant when they finally got together, everyone would enjoy them finally realizing the truth. All things considered, he liked Kevin. He was a nice guy, if a bit rigid when it came to his duties, but then again Ryusei trained so hard and so often that if he hadn't been half-demon it would be terrible for his body, so he couldn't fault him for dedication to his job.<br><br>&nbsp;On top of that, anyone who tried so hard to keep Mallory safe got an A+ in his book. And while he couldn't use his full strength since Kevin was human, he could fight him without using his powers and get a decent challenge while Kevin learned from the experience. It was a win-win. As he stretched, he heard his dads booming voice telling them to attack him. It was a wild training method, but he could speak from his own experience that the results were real. His dad was like a supercomputer when it came to fighting and from just a few blows he'd be able to see what they needed to work on, and what path to guide them down to help them get there. Standing up, he bounced on his feet for a few seconds then looked over at Kevin. "You wanna go first? Or me? We could attack him together, but there's no point in us both getting beat up at the same time," he said with a chuckle.<br><br></span><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>11-08-2020, 20:59:18</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor, Seated in Front of a Large, Bright Window<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Smart and Strange Doctor Toshiro and his Peculiar Marceline<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, and sneezing small, magical fireworks.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her bells, her usual, Mayan-like clothes, and Toshiro's gift.</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><em>A night that was too dark.</em> It sounded like the beginning of a kind of greatstory, but at the same time the seated trickster wondered why the humans in it simply did not wait for the sun to appear and lead them home. Kyless did not flinch when Marceline decided to <em>wander</em> into her space unannounced. Marceline did so always. But <em>this</em> time, on <em>this</em> short human day, Marceline was <em>heavy</em>, not as heavy as the fuzz but still strangely heavy, and Kyless’ hands soon dropped from her pointed chin to cradle the sleeping Marceline in her grasp. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The small, not-cat had achieved a bed and the most sun. <em>Very clever indeed, Marceline.</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br><br>Kyless’ golden eyes drifted from Marceline to the Doctor Toshiro, she suddenly realized he was starring at Marceline <em>too</em>, and sitting next to her, enjoying the Outside on the otherside of the human glass. A small smile curved at the edges of Kyless’ dark lips as he mentioned her bracelet. Of course, she could <em>not</em> tell humans of the old laws. Of course, she could <em>not</em> tell the Doctor Toshiro that refusing a human gift was a far, <em>far</em>, foolish misstep, no matter <em>what</em> the gift was capable of. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless <em>sneezed</em> again, somewhere in between the payment of the Doctor Toshiro and the appearance of his curious small book. As the pink and yellow <em>spark</em> faded in front of her, she sniffed, but kept her bright, golden gaze on the too-white cloak of the Doctor Toshiro. <em>What other curiousthings did he keep in his pockets?</em> They must have been specialthings, if he always hid them from the Glear.<br><br>“Some demons, many demons, have sacredthings.” Kyless began, <em>thinking</em> of her bells but now <em>observing</em> the Outside on the otherside of the human glass, so close, and <em>speaking</em> of the Jollytwills. “The Valley of the Jollytwills is forever a sacredthing to the Last. Long, long ago, before your human time began, the Last perished the for the First time, the First One of the Jagraw to leave.” Beyond the human glass, the clouds shifted, moving along the sky that was not as perfect as the Jollytwill Valley, not as blue as the storytelling demoness, but still <em>blue</em>, in a way that held so much promise. “The Jagraw believe that the First One must watch over the… graves, is that the correct human term?” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless glanced back at the Doctor Toshiro, glanced back at his drawing, glanced back at Marceline who was revealing a <em>small</em> amount of her powerful and peculiar magic in her <em>sleep</em>. Her shape was then certainly <em>un</em>-cat, her fur was all colors, all perfect, all <em>familiar</em>, as if she was dreaming about the Jollytwills too.<br><br><em>Would the Doctor Toshiro blame Kyless’ small magic for what was truly Marceline’s?</em> As the trickster wondered, Kyless could feel Them watching, <em>other</em> humans, <em>other</em> silly humans in the hallway, staring at her. Staring at them. Staring at Marceline. She wished she could turn <em>un</em>-visible, like always. But within the silver, metallic, terrifying cell, her human tree had hurt too much. Hurt to see it <em>disappear</em>, too. And so Kyless <em>stayed</em> as she was. “The Jagraw are very big, with long necks, and long tails, and horns and claws, but very colorful… Like, a par-aide?" Again, the demoness tried another human word, wishing it was correct. “So when they die, they become <em>other</em>, great colors, impossible colors, all of the pretty colors of the Jollytwill Valley. And the First One must stay and… <em>guard</em> them. The graves?” Perhaps another small uncertainty. Not <em>in</em> her story, but in <em>how</em> it was told. “Especially because the Jollytwills are in a human place. <em>Here</em>, not <em>there</em>. I found them a long, long ago and met the First One, but by then he was also known as the Last. He had been the Last for the long, long, <em>long</em> time. The Last was completely lonely, but the <em>rules</em> of the Jagraw told he must stay, he must guard the Valley of the Jollytwills forever, that he must defend them with the cost of his next life.” Kyless <em>sneezed</em> again, and this time the resulting magical flare was all colors: red, blue, orange, green and purple, sparking wildly, then gone just as soon. <br><br>“The Jagraw had many, <em>many</em> rules.” Kyless added quietly, in between sniffs as she could not wipe her nose <em>and</em> cradle Marceline. Still, even with her small, magical <em>sneezes</em>, her bright, golden eyes looked through the <em>unfortunate</em> human glass, to the Outside. “Marceline is whirring.” She suddenly whispered, then looked at the Doctor Toshiro expectantly, as if waiting for him to scold her for the series of vibrations coming from the certainly <em>not</em>-cat. But her tale of the Jollytwills was not over yet. Only half-so.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>11-08-2020, 22:47:21</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin, Azmodiel, Ryusei<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Time to, wait we’re just going?<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Workout Gear (https://i.imgur.com/wSdPNiZ.jpg)/Hairstyle (https://i.imgur.com/l9E5Mi7.jpg)<br><hr><br>“Mm, mind and body are one in the same after all.” &nbsp; Mallory agreed, giving a slight nod as she thought to herself. Mind and body both needed to be trained, and kept in shape. She ate right and did what she could, but with the workload she had, maybe it was better to make a schedule with Azmodiel? At least she would be forced to keep it, as the demon wouldn’t let her skip any day of training just because she wasn’t feeling like it. Though, the talk shifted towards a different subject, and one that Mallory knew Azmodiel was quite aware of, the girls cheeks reddening at the mention. &nbsp;“S-shut up...” &nbsp;<br><br>It was no secret by now that her adoptive father could tell that she and Kevin were close, quite close. They’d always been together since they were kids, up until the incident that caused her to be brought to SOPHE, with Kevin having enlisted just two days after. Though, while the two were quite content with their friendship, and would to do anything for one another, Mallory began to notice that her feelings were changing; that in itself was quite nerve wracking. <br><br>“He and are are just friends. Besides, I don’t think a somewhat reclusive researcher is what he’s looking for.” &nbsp; Someone more exciting made more sense; pretty, liked to go out and have a good time somewhere. Someone that could help him branch out and see a new side of things; Mallory wasn’t really that, at least, from what she could see.<br><br>That playful wink her father gave wasn’t helping either, the man quite knowing in what was going on.<br><br>Giving a sound of thought, she shook her head; this wasn’t what the training session was about. “I’m gonna see if Ryusei needs anything while you guys train; Leasick should be coming too now that I think about it.” &nbsp; If anything they would need more water, and it was also a good excuse to get away from the oncoming conversation that she was too afraid to speak about. Making her way over to the two as they stretched, she gave a small wave; she could tell that Ryusei was <em>very</em> eager to get things started.<br><br>“Think you can beat him this time?” &nbsp; No one had been able to beat Azmodiel, or at least from what Ryusei had told her the entire time she had known her older brother. She looked to Kevin, the redness in her cheeks having ceased, but the relentless butterflies in her chest still continuing.<br><br>“Leasick will be a bit late, but maybe he’ll get to see you two finally beat Dad.” &nbsp; She turned back to Azmodiel once he gave his order for them to go and behind just opting for them to run at him and give them whatever they had. &nbsp;“I think I’ll wait to see what you guys do; may give me some ideas on what <em>not</em> to do.” &nbsp;A bit of a teasing remark, but she was sure Ryusei would get even more pumped for the session; Kevin as well, though she was sure eh wouldn’t want to actively hurt himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>12-08-2020, 05:41:16</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018, .14 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Azmodiel’s office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox problems<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>SOPHE uniform (https://i.imgur.com/A6tmJ55.jpgurl here)<br><br>Her day was over. The fox demon had worked hard, and actually managed to do something. She was new in this organization so she had to work hard and show her worth to everyone to earn her keep. Today she had finished one of her projects, Sphere of Levitation. It was a small ball of glass. It looked like there was gold dust swirling inside it and once it was broken it was supposed to make anyone on a 20 feet radius levitate. Nerissa had tried it herself, and it had worked. Little too well because she had been stuck on a ceiling for the last hour or so and why she was there she understood that she hadn’t thought about how she was going to come down. What goes up comes down, and once the magic item had lost its power she simply fell back down. Good thing that friendly guy from a armory of the SOPHE had given her a big plushie earlier that day and it was still lying a small sofa in the room, so Nerissa had to just locate herself so she would fall on it. She really would have to start making other people test her creations.<br><br>Today she had another reason to work long in addition to showing everyone how hardworking fox demon she really was, and the fact that she was stuck on the ceiling. There was no denying of her nature. No matter what she did or said, in the end she was a fox demon and fox demon females got a heat once in ten years. It was quite awkward. From two to three days she would be secreting a smell which every primal male demon could smell and to them it was like an open invitation to come and conceive her. The humans couldn’t sense it and some of the more developed demons couldn’t neither. The scent didn’t drive the primal demons crazy from lust, but it sure did confuse and make the simpler demons horny as hell. Despite being in the heat Nerissa didn’t feel like every man who walked across her was a potential piece of meat she could drag in her den and ravage him there for days. Sure It was more in her thoughts than normally and her body felt more sensitive, but that was about it. Her cheeks were glowing and her body temperature was couple degrees higher than usually. To the humans her blushed cheeks were the only difference they could see.<br><br>Nerissa had already checked the training grounds before heading here. She stared at the door of Azmodiel’s office and hesitated. Was this really such a great idea? Maybe she shouldn’t talk about the whole problem at all? It wouldn’t last that many days anymore either way… But Azmodiel was her superior and married with children and there was always the possibility that he was so ancient that he wouldn’t even sense the whole heat thing. In all honesty, she wasn’t doubting his self control but her own. She liked looking at him little too much for anyone’s good. The girl sighed so deep and encouraged herself before she knocked on the door.<br><br>“May I come in?” she asked after opening the door and stepping in the doorway. The fox demon was clad in her well sitting black uniform and a white collar shirt. Two top bottoms of the blouse were open and her red tie was loosened, hanging between her well formed breasts. She was dangling a water bottle in her hand. No amount of shower or parfyme could conceal that lingering scent around her, mix of jasmine and sandalwood with a hint of pink grapefruit.&nbsp; <br><br>“I have a problem” Nerissa said and lifted her gaze up into the old demon’s eyes. Her tail swung once from nervousness. “I was thinking that maybe you could help me…” the girl added with a quieter voice. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>13-08-2020, 01:12:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 25th, 2018 | 8:30PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Indigo Lounge<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>None | Closed<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An unbuttoned charcoal gray suit jacket, a loose fitting tie black tie with gray stripes, and dress pants with a white button up shirt and a pair of worn running shoes. Carrying around a messenger bag covered with iconography from various bands, cartoons, and video games. <br><hr>Staring at the artifact through the half empty lowball glass of dry whiskey did little to further unearth it's impenetrable mystery, but the sight of the unmoving gyroid haniwa bisected by the still brown liquid at least added a measure of visual interest to what the maddeningly unresponsive object. Admittedly the rich blue light that poured heavily over every surface of The Indigo Lounge had made the artifact's mostly clay surface somewhat more tolerable as the mood lighting gave the usual brown surface a somewhat mystical aesthetic quality. Toshiro tried to use this heavy blue glow to convince himself that he'd somehow managed to activate the object at some point during the day's experimentation, but he hadn't yet had enough to drink to manage that level of relieving self-delusion.<br><br>Looking past the immaculately polished surface of the dark marble bar top towards the bar keep at the other side, Toshiro rolled the bottom of glass against the counter top before saying suddenly, “Can you keep a secret?” It was difficult for a creature with a no mouth and wide open black eyes to subtlety express playfully exaggerated annoyance regarding what may have been a jab at her inability to vocally communicate. That being said, the pair had known each other long enough to where the scientist was well able to interpret her once alien methods of speaking, and Toshiro raised his hands in apology at the flexing of Tulip's myriad leaves and vines, and the secreted scent of something akin to bitter citrus, “Ah I didn't mean it like that! I just didn't want it ending up in your vlog is all.” Tulip did her best to narrow her eyes in warning before nodding her head slowly in confirmation of her secrecy.<br><br>Placing the artifact in the palm of the hand that once held his now empty glass, Toshiro motioned towards it with his free hand as he explained it's presence, “This is A238, it is one of the least understood objects that SOPHE has ever encountered.” Pointing at head sporting three rubies that somehow managed to maintain their vivid red hue regardless of what light struck them, he continued with mounting exasperation, “All of the techniques we have for measuring the presence of magic state that this thing is almost radiating arcane energy, the problem is we have no idea to what end!” Moving his finger down to indicate the sequence of golden symbols pressed into the terracotta statue's chest he explained, “Nobody has any idea what these symbols mean, it doesn't match anything in our database of Osefo, Kama, Zelkova, or even Calder markings.”<br><br>In response to the sharp rotation of Tulip's head bulb and the rattling of the large cauldron that contained her roots behind the bar, Toshiro shook his head quickly before attempting to calm his floral friend, “Oh if there was a way for it to hurt anybody, I would have already stumbled on it by now. All day long I've been using every test SOPHE's best minds have come up with, and a few of my own making, and you know what I've learned?” Grabbing the refilled glass that a vine had slid in front of him and downing it rapidly, he slammed his free hand down on the counter for answering his own question, “Absolutely nothing! It hasn't done anything, and I'm starting to doubt it does anything! There's no sign that it's a part of something else, and it's as weird to all of my demon coworkers as it is to the humans!”<br><br>For a moment Toshiro just sat in silence as he appreciated the gentle tinkle coming from the grand piano up on the small stage at the other end of the bar, the vines that had long overgrown its ivory keys pressing down with a speed and precision that was largely absent in the motions Tulip used to serve drinks. Toshiro didn't mind though, her music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NduqttXVKmA) always served to calm him far better than her drinks could manage. Tilting her head slightly at Toshiro, a few&nbsp; petals with a vibrant pink luminescence that shone against the blue light shook towards the stool sitting empty next to the scientist, her intent clear enough for him as he scratched his chin for a moment before replying with too much effort in making his voice seem nonchalant, “No it has nothing to do with being alone around the holiday, I'd be focusing on it even I did have... I mean if I wanted to I could just go down to the Red Lantern, this is way more important than that. Who knows how dangerous this thing could be if I don't figure out what it does!” The gilded haniwa had absolutely no reaction to emphasize the claimed importance of Toshiro's task, and Tulip simply tilted her head back in a way to convey the idea of raised eyebrows before returning her focus to sweeping the dark wooden plank flooring that ran the entire length of the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>13-08-2020, 06:27:19</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9BmMCGl.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong><em>Albion</em> <br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 25th, 2018 | 8:30PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Indigo Lounge<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Let’s drink the night away<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Classy as usual (https://i.imgur.com/sUMHI7S.jpg)<br><br>The beautiful pure white snow that had fallen on the ground yesterday was now a depressing, grey slush. It was Christmas, time of family and loved ones. There were many couples on the grey streets and this poor weather didn’t seem to be enough to bring their festive spirits down. Plentiful decorations of red, gold and white all over the place. Cheerful Christmas carols playing in stores and malls. <br><br>There was someone who didn’t look happy at all. Albion entered into the Indigo Lounge. He didn’t bother to tap his shoes at the edge of a vestibule to knock off all the slush out of his shoes. The young man looked rather devastated, like this was the worst day of his life. He was hanging his head low as headed towards his usual spot, like it was something programmed into him. Albion greeted Toshiro with a simple small nod before he sat on the stool and lifted one finger up, signaling Tulip to give him the usual. There was a silence between them, filled only by the music coming from the background. His long fingers lifted the glass once it was placed in front of him and with one swig it was empty.<br><br>“Another one” the man said laconically and let out a deep drawn sigh. He loosened his tie and opened couple of the top buttons of his shirt, like they were suffocating him. The gaze of his green eyes wandered from the glass to Toshiro sitting by his side. A hint of smile made the edges of his lips rise. “Aren’t we just a sad pair? Drinking here at Christmas.” It was a rhetorical question. He let out a quiet lifeless laugh. It looked like something had really got him under the weather, but he wasn’t eager to talk about it.<br><br>He turned to look back in front of him, staring somewhere in distance behind Tulip. His face didn’t give away what was going in his mind. He tapped his front pocket. Something muttered under his breath, maybe a swear word from forgetting his smokes and a lighter. “I’m out of cigs. Throw me a pack” He asked Tulip and catched a fresh packet of cigarettes. The way he unwrapped the packet and tapped a smoke out of it looked like it was such a routine that he didn’t even pay any attention to what he was doing. There was certain kind of elegance in the way he did all that. Albion took a cigarette between his lips and leant closer to Toshiro, waiting for him to lit it. <br><br>“Despite everything… You are the one I would like to spend this day the most.” In his words was warmth, deep warmth which was underlined by how his eyes stayed in his eyes when he inhaled the smoke and slowly blew it out, to aside from Toshiro.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>13-08-2020, 07:02:56</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Day Everything Changed</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019, 6:00PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Kevin's House<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Jack Finch - Closing Scene<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Disaster Struck<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Camos<br><hr><br>Behind Kevin, people were dispersing as quickly as they had gathered. The usual excuses had been passed out - faulty gas lines, freak accident, terrible tragedy. Most humans are more than happy to accept that their reality is just how they see it and nothing more. It was telling that not one of the guests came to Kevin to commiserate. Even if they had thought to do so, the presence of his father would have driven them away. No need to intrude between a guy and his father - besides, they could tell him in school tomorrow. Little did they know.<br><br>Kevin was still shellshocked, so his nod would have come as no surprise as he wouldn't have been overthinking it. He'd have done anything to bring Mallory back. He couldn't do that but he could do the next best thing. And his father knew it before the conversation even began. "I'll do it." He couldn't know it, but this was all according to plan, if a bit early. This is what he was raised for. This was his fate - his destiny. The culmination of 18 years of conscientious child rearing by a couple who knew what the world was really like. This was what was meant to happen.<br><br>Only it wasn't. Because the one fact not readily available to a Finch of either generation was that Mallory wasn't dead.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>13-08-2020, 07:10:02</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Asmodiel, Ryusei, Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Training<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Tank Top and Shorts<br><hr><br>Kevin considered Ryusei's suggestion. The painful truth was, they'd never get the best of Asmodiel. Not alone. Not together. The guy had centuries of experience on them. But this wasn't about winning. It was about getting better. And that was the real question. When they faced the real thing, what would they do?<br><br>The answer: they'd work together. If and when things went down, and Ryusei was around, Kevin would need him. Kevin wasn't immune to pride, but his wasn't the kind that sent him barreling solo against a demon - that was at least one thing he had going for him.<br><br>And that's why Kevin was here. To make sure they got the demons before the demons got to... got them. This wasn't the time to get distracted. So of course that's exactly when Mal dropped by. Kevin did his best to keep things light, but the presence of the one person who defined why he was here was a bit of an obstacle to that. "Yeah - you can learn a lot from people doing things the wrong way. Still, I'll do my best not to steer you too wrong..." He smiled and gave a thumbs up before turning back to Ryusei.<br><br>"I say we go for him together. He's gonna wipe the floor with us anyway, we might as well make it at least a little challenging for him until Leasick gets here. Then he can beat the crap out of the three of us simulataneously." He glanced at Asmodiel's stance, thought what would be the best way to attack. Defense was great, but without offense, it was just delaying the loss. "I go low, you go high? Does that work for you?" Then he added with a grin. "Inasmuch as we know it won't work, but maybe it won't work a little less than the other ways?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>13-08-2020, 23:48:35</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro | Date Marceline<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless | Mentions: Azmodiel, Matsumoto Oei<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, but with a few more wrinkles in his clothing and a far more disheveled head of hair. | A red nylon collar with a small golden bell<br><hr>“She does that, it means she's happy. Humans call it purring.” Toshiro nodded approvingly, but was too focused on his drawing which had been reduced in scope to a single Jollytwill silhouetted against rising hill topped with a solid sky to notice either Marceline's contented purring or her not so subtle undulations in the fields of color and form. Furrowing his brow for a moment in contemplation as he tapped his pencil against the monochromatic Jollytwill to add a touch of stippled texture, he attempted to reconcile the terms: 'The First,' and 'The Last' as titles for an individual, and potentially a group. Given the story's focus on a population's reduction to a single entity, it seemed as if a great deal of clarity could be wrought from the question, “You said he has to defend the Valley at the cost of his next life, does that mean that when you say he was the first to leave, that he was the first of the Jagraw to die?”<br><br>Lightly scratching the granite tip against the two dimensional hill to give it proper contrast against the main subject and the sky above, Toshiro turned the drawing upside down in his hands for a moment before continuing with his usual curious tone, “Given that he had another life to live, I'd imagine a Jagraw's death isn't quite the same as a humans, save for our similar capacity for becoming where we were buried.” Turning his gaze back towards Kyless and the comfortingly mundane cat shaped cat of reserved cat color resting on her lap, he smiled a bit at the coziness of the sight before adding with a measure of regret, “I hate to cut into your story, but I'm kinda worried I'll miss out on something important if I don't get how the death and potential rebirth of a Jagraw works. Not the nitty gritty, but more like...&nbsp; well just explain it as best you can.”<br><br>Tossing around the word 'grave' in his mind and briefly questioning whether or not it applied to a resting place for the only briefly dead, Toshiro let his somewhat Buddhist upbringing settle his internal debate before saying somewhat noncommittally, “I think grave is the right word, a place where dead bodies are kept.” While on the subject of reassuring Kyless in regards to her ever improving Japanese skills he added with appreciation for her more adventurous choice of speaking with metaphor, “Saying something is like a <em>parade</em> is a pretty good way of saying it's colorful.” Once again out of eye shot of the scientist, Marceline had taken to imitating the colors of a parade, her shifts now locked in time with the rising and falling of her heavily breathing supine form which contorted as far from the bracelet as possible without leaving the comfort of what was now hers.<br><br>There were numerous questions that raced through Toshiro's inquisitive mind as his view once again matched Kyless' to the clouds passing by outside. These queries were mostly kept restrained by his desire to hear if the story had a more satisfying conclusion than, 'The Jagraw had many, many rules,' however there was one more thing that seemed exceedingly important to have Kyless clarify, “When you say the Jollytwills are in a 'human' place, do you mean on Earth or in a place that humans have been to during their short time here? You said the Last perished for the first time before the time of humanity, but you didn't say how long after that you met them.” Erasing a line that had been nearly a millimeter off from where it should have been with a sigh of self reproach,&nbsp; he added, “If this place did exist on Earth, I'd very much like to see it in person.”<br><br>As unpleasant an experience Kyless' sensory defying image of the Jollytwill Valley had been, he could only imagine what it would be like to actually stand among the sea of vibrant and unworldly hued flowers, each flapping subtly in the wind as what must be an overwhelming aroma might overtake a visitor. Would there be a chill in the shadows of those gentle yet colossal tree lined hills, or did that too blue sky radiate a warmth in spite of the myriad cool colors. Chewing lightly on the eraser as he stared at his increasingly inadequate representation, he had to briefly remind himself that there was always the possibility that Kyless was either fabricating or embellishing on the wonder of this place, but as he sat in the warmth of the sun and listened to her story, it mattered very little at the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memorie</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>14-08-2020, 02:55:52</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Relaxing time<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>With all the sleepless nights Mallory had been having for some time, she never would have thought that having a relaxing day would have been possible. However, with needing some form of relaxation, to get her mind off of what had happened to her, taking a much needed bath and time to herself seemed appropriate. She couldn’t help but feel bad, remembering back to the nights she had; no sleep, restless rom nightmares.<br><br>Wondering the halls of SOPHE till she ended up to the only place she knew; back to her friend Kevin’s room. <br><br>She really felt bad for him, always being ok with her coming to sleep over, never telling her no. Though she was sure he wouldn’t have, not when he saw her shaking and nearly in tears the first time it happened. And the second. <br><br>She really needed to find some way to clear her mind.<br><br>The communal bath (https://i.pinimg.com/474x/8c/3a/e5/8c3ae5b39cfaa309316bb5c9c4349deb.jpg) was nice enough, and had all the amenities that the female staff at SOPHE would be looking for. If anything for Mallory however, she just wanted to have a nice bath, calming and relaxing. The hot water looked promising to say the least; who knew, maybe it would help her with getting a good night’s rest. Finally having made her way there, she took her bath towel that she would use to keep herself somewhat covered; even if she was doing this, she still felt a bit awkward about it.<br><br>She knew her Aunt would never have approved of her doing such a thing, if she were still here.<br><br>“Ok, just take your time. It’s just a bath...” Mallory muttered to herself, free of her glasses and usual hair style of two braids. Free flowing hair was what she would need to get clean, and she could relax and lower her poised and dutiful researcher mask for the time being. Taking her things and leaving them near the edge of the bath, Mallory say qling the bath’s edge, before dipping her slender legs into the bath water, before taking a breath, one that was much more relaxed than her usual ones.<br><br>Finally alone with her thoughts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>14-08-2020, 05:38:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Bonding<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><br>There was a wooden bucket floating on top of the water, and behind that was small silver fox, just floating her legs straight like thin twigs and her tail, as big as her huge ears, completely soaked. Those big ears turned at the direction of the sound and she heard Mallory coming but just kept floating there, behind the bucket, like a rubber duck in a bath tube. Nerissa returned to this moment from her sweet half-unconscious state of mind. The fox demon knew how to truly relax.<br><br>She began swimming towards Mallory, wagging her wet tail. It was so nice to get new people in the SOPHE! Especially when it meant that she wouldn’t be the newest one here anymore. Once the little fox got closer she changed her form. <strong>-Buff!-</strong> There was a big pink cloud and once it disappeared the fox was gone and there was Nerissa in her more humane form, lying on Mallory’s lap, between her legs, her own hands casually resting on her shoulders. “Hii! I’m so happy that you came! I had been waiting. How was your day? You feel really tense…” Her wet body moved as she changed her position and took a firm hold of Mallory’s shoulders and rubbed them like examining how tense she really was. Personal space was gone. It didn’t exist anymore. <br><br>“It’s quite nice when it’s so quiet here at evening, don’t you think? Have you got many friends already? Are you getting lost? I kept getting lost for weeks after joining the SOPHE! Do you have own room here? Have you unpacked already? I can come help you if you need help unpacking. Or with anything else.” Her speech just kept flowing like a river while her fingers ran through Mallory’s hair. “You have such a beautiful and thick hair.” The fox demon leant in and sniffed her hair, which meant that she almost buried Mallory’s face against her finely shaped, large breasts while doing that. “And you smell nice! Want me to rub your shoulders? I’m quite good at it, though I’m saying it myself!” There was certain kind of pride in her voice when she stated that with a big smile.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>14-08-2020, 06:16:25</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Relaxing time<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>A deep breath, and Mallory was relaxing within the water now, trying to clear her mind. So many things had happened within this past week or so, and she couldn’t seem to get her head around everything. She was at SOPHE, this biggest facility for demon affairs ever, and so was Kevin! It had been a blessing and a curse that the two were reunited here of all places; they could still be close to one another, and yet they both had to live with whatever had happened, and the sudden changes of it all.<br><br>All because of what happened to her.<br><br>“Mm...” &nbsp;A huff came from Mallory, trying to not think on the negatives. There were still positives, surely there were. She was getting to see how SOPHE worked, even after all her tests made her bored, and there were so many humans and demons working together: it was like living in a dream.<br><br>Though, she wondered if Kevin would be ok, or if they both would be. After what had happened, could they trust demons...?<br><br>“Ah!” &nbsp;The young woman suddenly yelled when a large puff of smoke wafted in the room, dissipating just as fast as it had appeared, and now a sudden weight was on her lap; what...? Surprised, brown eyes looked back at the body that was on her, and <em>quite</em> naked by the look so it; who the heck was this?! “W-wha...” &nbsp;Mallory’s words were caught in her throat, her momentary sadness suddenly pushed to the side for what appeared to be utter nonsense, all by the demon fox girl that had decided to literally pop into existence.<br><br>Or just the bathroom, but still.<br><br>Wait...she knew who this was...<br><br>“Nerissa?” &nbsp;Almost a question, the fox demon did look familiar; she had met her briefly once, but the girl did make quite an impression. Though she certainly wasn’t expecting something like this. “Y-you’re too close!” &nbsp;Red cheeks and a stutter, the young woman couldn’t stop Nerissa from rubbing her shoulders, to raking her fingers through her hair; what the heck was this girl doing? She even almost smothered her with her chest, to which Mallory narrowly avoided, before getting her thoughts together in some form of confused, yet erratic tone.<br><br>“I-I’m fine, thank you!” She wasn’t sure she wanted to get close and personal with Nerissa, considering she hadn’t known her that well; especially towards her current predicament and nightly visits to her friends, all because of some stupid dreams. “W-what are you doing? And why are you so close...?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>14-08-2020, 07:12:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>There’s Always A Price</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nMmZAzQ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019, 10AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Minato Residence<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory (Mention), Jack Finch (Mention), Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Ugh, so happy...<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><hr><br>Did she have to put up with seeing her niece being so...happy? Surely it must have been something that could only last for a few hours at most, but no, it had been going on for the past few days, <em>at least</em>. It seemed today was a very special day for her little adopted daughter, as it was her dear friend Kevin’s 18th birthday; my how time does fly. She remembered when the two of them met, having visited after Mallory had come from school, with Kevin in tow. Who would have found that the one friend she met at school happened to live next door?<br><br>Hanna was no fool however.<br><br>She knew something was with the Finch family, ever since she met Kevin’s parents. Jack Finch especially rubbed her the wrong way, and it didn’t make her all that happy that Mallory was having some form of joy in her life. She was supposed to be quiet and suffering damn it, why was that so hard now?<br><br>However, Hanna did get some form of momentary peace, as the little nuisance was out in town. Most likely finding a gift for her little friend now doubt; how kind she was. Though Hanna could see the looks in her niece’s eyes, the way she clung to her friend like her life depended on it; it was just too obvious that the girl was going through new feelings.<br><br>Ugh, god it was annoying.<br><br>Though, this did leave for an opportune moment, one that she hoped would finally rid herself of this happiness that her niece seemed so fond of. Moving to the living room, she pulled out a white envelope, filled to the brim with Yen bills; it must have been nearly fifty-thousand, if not more. A small smile came to her lips, eyes sparkling at the money in front of her; yes, this should do perfectly. <br><br>Her head turned suddenly, when the doorbell rang; ah yes, the guest of honor had finally decided to come over! Settling the envelope on a table nearby, she made sure to prepare herself for pleasantries; even if she didn’t like the boy, that didn’t mean he had to know she didn’t like him. Opening the door, she greeted the, now, young man with a friendly smile.<br><br>“Ah Kevin, you’re here!” Having invited the man under the guise of congratulations and some small chit chat, she opened the door for him to enter. “Happy birthday; it’s a very big day for you, I’m sure. You’re parents must be excited for tonight!”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>14-08-2020, 07:14:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Bonding<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br>“Yea, I’m Nerissa. You can call me Nera if you want to!” the girl nodded her head eagerly. “I am?” She asked like it was a complete surprise to her that she was too close. “I’m sorry. Did I press something? I tried to be careful.” Nerissa moved away, or more like out of her lap just to sit right next to Mallory, their bodies still touching each other. The fox demoness reached out and grabbed the small towel of Mallory, that had dropped down in the bath. She lifted it and leant her head to a side while brushing her neck with the towel, water running along her collarbone and chest. <br><br>“Why shouldn’t I be close?” The big golden eyes looked at Mallory with sincere curiosity. “Do I smell? I washed myself before getting into the bath… I shouldn’t smell. Or don’t you just like demons? Or me? We are both girls! There is nothing wrong with being close!” In due time Mallory would find out that she didn’t mind being near men either and the only reason she didn’t literally swim in a man’s lap was probably that she wasn’t allowed in a men’s bathroom or showers. In her own way she didn’t see nothing sexual, or wrong, in being so close to others that not even a slice of paper would fit in between them.<br><br>“You came here with that redhead, didn’t you? Fi… Finch, right? That’s his name. He is kinda cute, isn’t he? You two are about same age, aren’t you? Do you know each other from before?” Nerissa took Mallory’s left hand and lifted it out of the water. “You don’t have a wedding ring so you aren’t married. Are you only friends… or…” The fox demon moved quickly and without warning. She gave side of Mallory’s neck a long lick. “...friends?” There was a playful glimmer in her eyes. <br><br>“You look tense, you know that? Is something troubling you? I can listen if you want to share your worries. There is no one else here and I won’t tell your secrets to others.” Nerissa wiggled her toes under the surface of the water. “I know something that will relax you. It works for me at least. After that my mind is all empty...” There was a good possibility that was the normal state of mind to her. “...and my body feels light, like it’s weightless. Would you like me to do that to you? It’s called 10 questions and rules of it all really simple. It’s a great way to get to know one!”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>14-08-2020, 07:43:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> No longer relaxing!<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>Did she press against anything? Was that her biggest concern? Mallory inched a bit away as Nerissa realized and moved, but even then, the girl was close. Just what the best was she going, sneaking in the water like she had been earlier? &nbsp;“I-it’s ok...” &nbsp;Mallory didn’t know what else to do than to say it was ok; what else was she supposed to do in a situation like this? Should she leave or something? Though Mallory couldn’t help but blush deeper as Nerissa simply took the towel she had brought, only to simply use it to rub her neck, cleaning herself. T-that was hers! <br><br>“Mm, p-people just like their space, you know?” &nbsp;Was it that confusing of a question? Surely there were more casual and laidback and people, but Mallory wasn’t sure there was anyone like this here. Then again, she was staring at a demon girl who had appeared out of nowhere, nearly in her personal space. Anything could happen now, most likely. &nbsp;“I-I didn’t say I don’t like you...” &nbsp;Though she didn’t say she liked her either; she was really pretty though.<br><br>Though, her logic made..some sense? They were both girls, it shouldn’t have been so strange; then again, she didn’t expect to nearly be engulphed by this girl’s chest either, but here she was! “I’m Mallory...again.” &nbsp;They did only meet briefly, maybe she didn’t remember all that much about her. Though maybe she did, as she mentioned Kevin, though, she wasn’t expecting the barrage of questions, and some quite personal. <br><br>“Yeah, that’s Kevin.” &nbsp;And more questions just seemed to keep coming, apparently. &nbsp;“I...I guess he is.” &nbsp;Cute didn’t seem like the right word to describe her friend however, not that her mind thought about it. “He and I have known each other since we were kids; we’ve always been together.” &nbsp;Then Nerissa took her left hand, which Mallory thought was really odd, until Nerissa’s next thought came to mind, &nbsp;“W-what?! N-no we’re not married; he just turned eighteen!” &nbsp;She just seemed to want to ask so many personal questions didn't she; why was she getting closer?<br><br>“J-just friends!” &nbsp;Even as Mallory exclaimed this, her cheeks were undeniably a shade of scarlet; all from the heat of the bath water, of course. <br><br>And it didn’t help that this demon women just <em>licked</em> <em>her neck</em>?!<br><br>A squeak came from the young woman as she inched away, snatching her hand away to clasp to her neck; there wasn’t going to be a mark, was there? “W-why’d you do that?!” &nbsp;This was supposed to be relaxing, but now it was anything but. <br><br>And now she wanted to play twenty questions?! This girl must have nit had a lot fo exciting things happening for her to do this; but then again, was Mallory really going to go back to her room, after going all the way here? It would have been a waste, and even if this girl was strange, she could just stay far away from her!<br><br>Right?<br><br>“J-just keep your distance and we can.” &nbsp;Cheeks still red from the lick to her neck, and the personal questions about her friend, Mallory settled herself some feet away from Nerissa, at least trying to focus on the warmth of the water. &nbsp;“W-well, go ahead, ask me something...” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>14-08-2020, 17:16:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> His Office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Playing Music (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cH798GDNxR8)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> After a long day, Azmodiel was rewinding as he usually did. A piping hot kettle of tea, and music. Sitting cross legged on the floor in the "music room" he'd fashioned in a small corner of his office, he expertly moved the bow back and forth along the Erhu's strings while his fingers danced above, creating haunting and beautiful melodies that soothed his fiery soul.<br><br>It was one of the few things aside from his family to truly calm him down when he got "fired up" so to speak. As often as he got lost in his music, it wasn't so all-encompassing that he didn't notice the knock on his door, or the scent that preceded it. Nerissa had opened the door and peaked her head in, and while he didn't stop playing, he did slow down the pace and let the volume drift off.<br><br>"My door is always open," he said simply as he stood up and walked over to his desk, placing the Erhu on the desktop and taking a seat in his chair. His eyes quickly traveled over her...uniquely worn uniform, as well as the red on her face and the partially drunken waterbottle in her hand. Even without his advanced senses, it was obvious what was going on. She said she had a problem, and he leaned back in his chair when she asked if maybe he could help.<br><br>"Of course you have a problem. I could smell you from down the hall." It wasn't an insult, as of course her scent was extremely powerful during this time of hers. "You're in heat." As old and disciplined as he was, this meant almost nothing to him. His body acknowledged that a young, pretty demoness was here in front of him. But he would no sooner lose control and try to bed her than he would suddenly punch someone in the face for no reason. No one and nothing in this or the demon world could make Azmodiel act against his own wishes and desires. "What sort of help were you looking for?" Like everyone at SOPHE, he'd help her however he could, but their were lines he wouldn't cross...not without his wife's approval at least.<br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>14-08-2020, 21:14:50</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Asking normal questions<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br>“I guess that some people like space, but there is plenty of people who don’t need that space. They just have space because it’s something they are supposed to have, but they would be much more happier if instead of that empty and cold space they could be near someone. No one wants to be alone in the end, right?” That’s how she saw it. Norms, the way people were expected to behave stopped them from doing what they really wanted, in both good and bad. <br><br>“Oh! You have known since childhood! You must be very Special friends then. I wonder what it’s like, growing up with someone like that… You must have experienced many things together. Shared joy and happiness have strengthened the bond between you, I trust. Eighteen is an adult. I heard that the humans have to be eighteen to do adult things, or it’s strictly no no” She underlined her words by shaking her head. “So that means if you are both eighteen now you can get married. Or is it that you don’t want to? Do you prefer living in sin? I have heard that’s what they call people who aren’t married but they still have some fun together. I have admit that I’m fond of this thought of marriage here. There is no branding or anything like that. Just a pretty ring and celebration with gifts and cake and all.&nbsp; I have seen movies about that. Being childhood sweethearts who end up together and live happily ever after. You are like heroine from those movies! It must be so much fun! I wish I had a childhood sweetheart too! Well, I guess any sweetheart would do really. Being alone gets lonely after some time” There wasn’t exactly a logic in her speech. It jumped from one topic to another like it was a flow of thoughts spoken aloud. <br><br>Nerissa looked at Mallory and tilted her head like she couldn’t understand her reaction at all. Though, in all honesty, it seemed to be how people often reacted into her friendliness. “Why shouldn’t I? It’s like a kiss on a cheek, right? It’s a friendly, well meaning gesture.” The fox demon observed how she took some distance to her. She pursed her lips. Had she done something wrong…? She was being friendly and considerate. Nera refused let that kind of thoughts to nest in her head. Mallory had agreed to play with her, though she hadn’t even asked about the rules. She would find out soon enough. Maybe it would best to start easy.<br><br>“Hmm… What is the happiest memory you have?” Nerissa asked as she looked into her brown eyes. She was genuinely curious to know.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>15-08-2020, 00:29:56</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018, 5.51 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Azmodiel’s office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox problems<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>SOPHE uniform (https://i.imgur.com/A6tmJ55.jpgurl here)<br><br>“I’m sorry for interrupting your playing.” Nerissa said quietly. Her usually perky ears were now at midway and she was measuring the floor with her eyes as she wandered to sit on a chair on the opposite side of Azmodiel’s desk. There hadn’t been exactly an invitation for her to sit, but my door is always open would surely mean the same thing.<br><br>“You could?!” Her golden eyes widened as she quickly lifted her eyes up at the demon. There went her wishful thinking of that Azmodiel was developed enough not to sense it. This was embarrassing! “I’m sorry” Nera repeated. Her eyes were already wandering down from his face so Nera concentrated looking down at the bottle, which label she was fiddling nervously. It was somewhat reassuring that Azmodiel acted so calmly, like this wasn’t a big deal. Maybe at that age it was impossible to be surprised by anything. Life must be so much more peaceful like that… <br><br>The fox demoness crossed her long and slender legs. A move that made a lace border of her dark thigh sock visible between a slit of her skirt. The silence between them grow longer as the girl was fervently trying to come up with the right words. How could she ask for a favor like this without it sounding weird? Was it even possible? Wait a minute, how long had she been quiet?<br><br>“Would you sleep with me tonight?” Nera asked then, pressured by the long silence in the room. The golden eyes were looking into Azmodiel’s when she presented him her question. As soon as she had said that she understood it might sound different than what she meant. The girl was holding the bottle pressed against her chest, buried between the roundness of her breasts. The coldness of the water bottle felt soothing on her skin, and at the same time it made her body react naturally by making her nipples harden, drawing them clearly against her blouse, like they could be shown only when one wasn’t wearing a bra. <br><br>“I mean that yesterday some demons were following me. I thought that they were just going at same direction first, but they were really following me and I had to catch a cab to get home and even after getting home I was nervous and scared so…” A condensation water on a surface of the bottle made it slippery and it slipped from her fingers, rolling under the desk. The fox dove instantly after the bottle to retrieve it. Luckily the cap was on so it didn’t shower the room in water. There was a clearly audible knock when the girl banged her head at the border of the desk with enough force to make the whole desk shake. Nerissa cried out and landed on her butt on the floor, her legs in a W position. (https://i.imgur.com/8MnvFyr.jpg) Hitting her head cleared efficiently all loose thoughts from her mind to make space for seeing stars.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>15-08-2020, 00:31:24</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 25th, 2018 | 8:30PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Indigo Lounge<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Albion</em><br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An unbuttoned charcoal gray suit jacket, a loose fitting tie black tie with gray stripes, and dress pants with a white button up shirt and a pair of worn running shoes. Carrying around a messenger bag covered with iconography from various bands, cartoons, and video games. <br><hr>Ever unable to remove himself from a problem once he set his mind to solving it, Toshiro almost didn't notice the sight of the black steel and tinted glass door swing open, or the sound of the electronic bell indicating a new patron had just wandered into the Indigo Lounge. Carefully examining the base of the statue beneath the blue light of the lounge to see if it might reveal some unseen mystery, it wasn't until he heard the unmistakably familiar voice of his long time friend and revelry companion that he turned to face the recently arrived and sullen appearing figure of Albion. Never being one to not stand up to the challenge of answering rhetorical questions, Toshiro replied with a slight smile and tongue-in-cheek defiance as he waved the perpetually static statue back and forth, it's warm golden inlay glimmering white beneath the deep blue light, ”Speak for yourself Albs, I came with company.”<br><br>Turning in his stool slightly towards Albion while keeping his right elbow propped up on the bar rail, he couldn't help but notice out of the corner of his eye the vines carrying rags and buckets towards the muddy footprints leading from the Lounge's entrance to Albion's seat. Shaking his head slightly in disapproval as he withdrew a small nondescript lighter from his jacket's right inner pocket and said with a slight frown and unreserved censure, ”And you wonder why you're alone on Christmas.” Leaning forward with a lighter he kept for just this occasion, Toshiro brought the small flame closer to Albion's face, the warm orange light struggling against the sea of contrasted color, briefly illuminating the contours of Albion's face in a pale white and dotting the green of his eyes with stars wavering with the motion of the flame. <br><br>As the lighter's flame licked at the end of the cigarette, it's scent only lightly made itself known against the mixture of tobacco and alcohol that trailed off of Albion, signs of a lonely night and a lifetime vices sated. There was another strange note of something mixed in with his usual eclectic collection of scents, but the easiest explanation that Albion had hit up the house of Red Lanterns or some other place of accommodating night denizens before arriving at The Indigo Lounge. Toshiro couldn't say if it was this nostalgic fragrance that rose from the body that still bore the radiating chill of a winter night, the sight of his regrettably handsome face illuminated from such contrasting sources, or simply how close the weight of Toshiro's whiskey seemed to push his body towards Albion's, but he couldn't help but sigh that his relationship with Albion had never proceeded past playful noncommittal flirtatious banter.<br><br>Smiling wryly at the Albion's obvious tease, Toshiro waved the smoke nearby smoke cloud away as he replied with a mixture of exasperation and resignation, “Either you're stringing me along or you started drinking early tonight. Gotta warn you though, today of all days I might be tempted to take you seriously.” Leaning back towards the bar to take a measured sip of the newest drink that had made it's way noiselessly in front of him, he closed his eyes in silence to bask in the strong flavor before turning his head back towards Albion and gesturing to the statue in a largely unconcerned manner, “You're not going to tell anyone about this right? It's harmless as far as I can tell.” Toshiro wasn't aware with how familiar Albion made himself with SOPHE's collection of artifacts both identified and not, but at the very least he knew his long time drinking partner would allow the researcher to either carry on with what he was doing, or return the object as soon as possible Albion felt the situation was too dangerous.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>15-08-2020, 00:56:41</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>There's Always a Price</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019, 10:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Minato House<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hanna, Mallory (Mention), Finches (Mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> OK...<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Camo Top/Jeans<br><hr><br>Kevin wasn't particularly at ease. Raised as he was, we was never really particularly at ease ever. But something about Mal's guardians seemed, well, off. Even off in a way that differentiated itself from the way he felt off with the rest of the world. Maybe that's why he and Mal got along so well - they were simply not normal people. But being here without Mal around - that left him really uneasy.<br><br>Not that he should be. He was sure, Mallory's aunt just wanted to wish him a happy birthday. Nothing wrong with that. "Yeah - um - it's a big day. Being able to vote, and get drafted, and all." Most teens dreamed of the day they'd be able to drive a car by themselves. For Kevin, the big rite of passage was being able to legally conceal and carry. OK, driving too. Again, he could thank his parents for that. But then again, if the world was like they said it was, and he had no reason not to believe them, chances were, he would be thanking his parents for preparing him. <br><br>"I mean Mal's birthday is coming up before too long too. I'm sure you're excited about that." He'd be sure to come to her party as much as she seemed determined to attend his. Frankly, her presence was the only reason he was looking forward to it at all. "But thank you. I mean... It's good that you're taking the time to celebrate and all. I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind if..." He trailed off there. Odds are, they would mind if she made an appearance.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>15-08-2020, 03:15:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>There’s Always A Price</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nMmZAzQ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019, 10AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Minato Residence<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory (Mention), Jack and Hadley Finch (Mention), Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Plotting<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><hr><br>“I’m sure you’re excited for all those opportunities to come to fruition. Turning eighteen is a big deal, especially after everything that’s been going on the world. I’m sure your parents have some expectations for you as well.” Hanna wasn’t blind to what Jack and Hadley Finch wanted for Kevin, knowing full well the kid had been put through some sort of training, or discipline at least. Nothing to the type that Hanna put on Mallory, if one could call it that...<br><br>“Ah, of course that’ll be exciting for Mallory as well. She’s become quite the beautiful young lady if I do say so myself.” Even as Hanna said this, she couldn’t help but have the smallest hint of a frown on her face, almost doubtful in her own words. Though her eyes watched as Kevin hesitated on his words; of course he was here to ask his little friend to come to his party. <br><br>Hanna nearly rolled her eyes. <em>Nearly</em>.<br><br>“Unfortunately Mallory’s not here at the moment, but that doesn’t mean that you and I can chat for a bit! There something that I wanted to talk to you about!” Letting the young man into her home, she closed the door, before leading him into the living room. Quite spacious, with nice furniture and comfortable lighting; the Minato’s ere very well off, if anything was to go by their home alone.<br><br>“A young man like you must have a lot of goals in mind for the future, I assume. The world is big and vast, and there’s so many opportunities for you to take advantage of. All of that can surely be tough to process, I’m sure.” Coming to sit in the living room couch across from the red-haired young man, she set down a glass of water for him to take; all for pleasantries.<br><br>“There shouldn’t be anything distracting you from what you wish to achieve; with graduation right around the corner, you shouldn’t be worrying about anyone but yourself.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>15-08-2020, 09:49:15</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9BmMCGl.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 25th, 2018 | 8:30PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Indigo Lounge<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Let’s drink the night away<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Classy as usual (https://i.imgur.com/sUMHI7S.jpg)<br><br>Albion raised his eyebrow at Toshiro’s comment. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything with your girlfriend. She seems kinda stiff.” Because spending the Christmas with an old statue was so much better than being alone. He returned back to his own dark thoughts, just listening the jazz music and letting grey smoke escape from between his lips. His green eyes followed the small cloud as it rose higher before starting to evaporate in the air. The man left the cigarette at side of his mouth and lifted his freshly filled glass, holding it with his fingertips, slowly rotating and observing how the brown liquid circled at the bottom of the glass. Albion seemed to be completely absorbed in comfort of his smoke and drink before he was pulled back to reality by Toshiro’s words.<br><br>Lazily he turned to look at the dark haired man. “That’s one right from two. You shouldn’t brush off me that easily.” His green eyes looked at the statue in his hand. For someone who had clearly enjoyed from some drinks before his eyes focused still surprisingly well. On the other hand Albion was a experienced drinker. A small, or even medium, amount of alcohol wasn’t to mess this veteran drinker’s head. At most it would give him a pleasant fuzzy feeling, but to wipe out everything he wanted to drown in a bottle it needed more than couple glasses. He took the cigarette between his fingers and gently tapped ash from its head into a ashtray made of thick black glass. <br><br>“Your secret of having a creepy girlfriend is safe with me. I can see that you want to tell me more about this…” His free hand touched the hand holding the statue, his warm fingers sliding over Toshiro’s back of hand and reaching down to his wrist. It was such a simple, innocent move, but at the same time it felt like something much more as Albion’s eyes stared into Toshiro with such a unwinced way, almost like challenging him into something. “So tell me. I will listen you.” His voice was a bit softer and deeper, bordering a pleasant bedroom voice. It was impossible to tell when it had happened, but it felt like he had came closer. His tall, athletic body was closer to Toshiro, his lips not far from his. And that cursed piercing stare which felt like it left Toshiro naked in front of him. “Are those gems real or just shiny glass?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>16-08-2020, 07:13:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>There's Always a Price</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019, 10:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Minato House<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hanna, Mallory (Mention), Finches (Mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> OK...<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Camo Top/Jeans<br><hr><br>"Yes, my parents have all sorts of expectations for me." Everyone seemed to have expectations. Except Kevin. And Mal. Maybe that's why they got along so well. They didn't expect things of each other so much as were just <em>there</em> for each other. And if things have gotten weird - well if there was one thing Kevin Finch knew, it was that the world is weird.<br><br>"So... yeah. I guess there are big things ahead. For all of us." The Minatos lived well. Maybe a little too well. Sometimes it seemed less like a home and more like a museum. But if Kevin saw it that way, it wasn't because he was particularly insightful; it was just that he had heard Mallory's side of the story too many times not to recognize it. "But whatever happens, I'll be ready for it. You know me - the legendary Finch laser-like focus." Again, it was at best a double-edged sword, but one he could learn to live with.<br><br>Kevin sipped the water and waited. He knew Ms. Minato had to be leading to something. He had yet to have any idea as to what it could possibly be. That was the other edge of the sword, though, wasn't it?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>16-08-2020, 09:27:48</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>There’s Always A Price</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nMmZAzQ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019, 10AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Minato Residence<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory (Mention), Jack and Hadley Finch (Mention), Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Plotting<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><hr><br>“Mm, I know they’ve told me a bit about you potentially joining SOPHE? That’s a big decision after all, but one I’m sure would help you in your future endeavors.” As she spoke, she pulled out the envelope she had prepared, her smiling face and friendly demeanor still present. “I know both you and Mallory are close friends, both of you always by one’s side. It’s nice to see you two be there for one another.” If only she could really speak her mind, would she stomp those words out like an insect. The two always together, ever since they were children. Always protecting one another, always glued to the hip; it just only made things harder for Hanna when it came to playing her little game.<br><br>“Though with you two so close to graduating, I feel like it’s only fair that you two finally begin to think of your own futures, and not of each other anymore; don’t you agree?” The question was a bit out of nowhere, almost seemingly getting to the point of what she had invited him in for. “You’re a smart man Kevin, a good head on your shoulders; intellectual, handsome, you have a lot going for you. I would think with the way you were raised, you wouldn’t want anything, or anyone, to be holding you back from achieving your goals.”<br><br>Her gaze was locked on the red-haired young man, her expression showing kindness, yet her tone didn’t seem to match.<br><br>“My dear niece isn’t as inclined as you, you see. No goals or aspirations, no talents, average looking; she isn’t very goal oriented like you are, and I worry that may...slow you down.” Her smile was warm, yet it held intent in her words she wasn’t joking, “So I propose that starting after tomorrow, you two stop seeing each other, permanently.” It was as if her words made sense, that they weren’t jarring at all in the first place. “You would no longer be friends, and you would be free to plan out your future with no loose ends or distractions! Free to do what you wished, to no longer be shackled down by a troubled girl.” The envelope, fitted with thousands in Yen bills, was set in the table, inched closer to the man before her delicate hands settled along her lap.<br><br>“And think of this as an...extra incentive. A gift for your birthday, and for being so understanding!” Her friendly smile and tone all but forced the offer onto the man, as no one could resist that amount of money in her eyes. <br><br>It was such an easy decision to make.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>16-08-2020, 22:21:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/oMS5DHJ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Leasick Valshanner<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Underground Garage Area -&gt; Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Azmodiel, Ryusei, Kevin, Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Returning from a incident<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br>The SOPHE headquarters had a specific area where all newly acquired detainees were processed for further incarceration, interrogation, and also prepared for trial if necessary. Generally referred to as Processing by staff, it easily comparable to a police precinct, both in terms of setup and its general work atmosphere and occupation. One of two main entrances into the area was a pair of double doors that led out into the building’s underground parking garage. <br><br>Said double doors swung open violently as a person resembling an ice cube was pushed through, stumbling and almost falling while blurting out obscenities that would make even a hardened sailor blush. The man’s skin was blue and hard, very much resembling actual ice. His hands were bound behind his back with thick cuffs, and a standard-issue SOPHE suppression collar was wrapped around his neck.<br><br><strong>”Now, now, do mind your language! There are women present!”</strong> Leasick chastised his captive with a grin, wagging his finger at the ice demon as if he were talking to a naughty child. Grabbing him by the shoulder, he pushed onward, delivering him a solitary holding cell made out of reinforced glass and steel.<br><br>As he made his way over to debrief, he padded some snow and ice crystals off his coat tail. That had been a pain, being called in for an emergency response just as he’d been brushing his teeth. He had to roll out to capture the ice demon, a wanted fugitive with ties to VOID who was making a mess in the dock area, resisting arrest by hurling giant ice balls at the SOPHE agents on the scene. But after some back and forth after he had arrived, Leasick managed to melt his icy heart with his warm touch.<br><br>Which basically meant he punched the guy in his ice-cubicle face with his fiery demon fist.<br><br><strong>”A~ya~ne~chan~!”</strong> he sang in a sweet sing-song manner as he skipped over to the reception desk. The Japanese woman (https://i.imgur.com/WJk3Tea.jpg) sitting on the other side, with shoulder-length dark hair and a fairly impressive bust-size, looked back at him with a knowing and unamused expression. <br><br>Visibly sighing, “Ayane” responded simply, <strong>”Good work out there. I’ll handle the rest.”</strong><br><br><strong>”You’re an angel!”</strong> Clapping his hands together, he made a slight bow as he shot her a thankful look, all the while slowly backing away. <strong>”Tell you what, I’ll treat you next time we go drinking after work!”</strong><br><br><strong>”You better, mister!”</strong> His ever-watchful eyes noticed the cracks in her stoic expression, the slight twitching of her mouth’s corner, a smile threatening to form. <strong>”Now off you go. You said earlier you had a training session, right?”</strong><br><br><strong>”Yush! Can’t keep master waiting too long, or he’ll spank my bottom so hard I won’t be able to sit for a month!”</strong> Leaving his jokes at that, he turned and headed towards the training area. No doubt they had already started by now, as a glance at his phone’s clock would suggest. Not bothering to change out of his combat gear, he stepped into the training area a few minutes later.<br><br><strong>”Sorry I am late, <em>master</em>. I was called in to help make an arrest,”</strong> he said to Azmodiel with a completely civil and respectful tone. It was in stark contrast to his usual easy-going and playful behavior. Having trained for nearly a decade with the elder war demon, he harbored nothing but the utmost respect for the man who helped him train his mind and body to the point that his arm could be contained with the arm elements SOPHE had developed for Leasick. Without that control over body and mind that been <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> almost quite literally <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> beaten into him the equipment would have broken in a matter of weeks, as it had early on, back when he was around fourteen to fifteen years old.<br><br>Discarding his coat, along with his equipment, which mainly consisted out of his sword and a standard-issue side-arm, he joined the others. <strong>”So, what is on the menu for today’s session?”</strong> he asked nobody in particular as he did a few quick stretches. It was not something he particularly needed to do at that moment, as he’d warmed up already taking in the icy boy with the dirty mouth, but it was better than getting a lecture from the master.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>16-08-2020, 22:24:37</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Family</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/4WYA2ZY.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a7/03/14/a703147d50902aa78ea9fc06d4f60cae.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Riko/Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 14th, 2001, 2PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Medical Wing Waiting Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Murder on my mind<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Riko's eyes were red, and her nose and cheeks were puffy with the death of her friend Carol, an unwanted sacrifice to birth that beautiful bundle of joy. The two women had talked at length about names, how to fix the new baby's room, toys. Everything from one mother to a mother to be, as Ryusei was now around one and Riko liked to think she had a little experience. But Carol was dead, which meant her child would be left alone. She didn't have to be, as Riko and Azmodiel had begged and pleaded to let them adopt her. Carol had even named them Godparents and wanted them to look after her little one in case anything went wrong.<br><br>&nbsp;Unfortunately, something did, and even worse, her sentiments and wants hadn't gotten written down in a will. That meant the only one with a legal right and first choice to adopt the newborn baby girl was Carol's evil sister, Hanna. Azmodiel still wasn't convinced that the conniving bitch wasn't a demon in disguise, and he often begged his wife, only <em>somewhat</em> playfully to let him burn her and see what remained. If she was a demon, he was proved right. If she died, then they'd done the world a service. <br><br>It was a win-win, but Riko often had to forcibly stop him from trying to carry the threat through. Almost as if by providence, as the loving couple walked through the door, Hanna walked through another one. The tension in the room was immediately palpable, and if you listened closely, you could hear the sound of Azmodiel's knuckles cracking as he clenched his fists together. She spoke first, and Riko's eyes locked with hers, projecting killing intent that would cause any trained warrior to wet his pants. Hanna, the bitch, probably drank the hatred like water, as she seemed to live for angering people. Riko still couldn't understand how a woman like that was related to her dear, sweet Carol. Her best friend.<br><br>&nbsp;"Too long is never enough, <em>Hanna</em>," Riko countered with pure venom in her tone. "I guess that rumor I heard that a house had fallen on a wicked witch was just wishful thinking of someone unfortunate enough to have been around you for five minutes." It stung when she brought up the obvious, that as the child's aunt, she would naturally get custody of her since there was no proof she was an evil succubus with a lump of coal for a heart.<br><br>&nbsp;But the couple stood strong together, and Riko could feel her husbands comforting aura behind her. "Of course. We'll fight it to the end, and keep fighting after that. We owe it to Carol, just like you do, but <em>unlike</em> you, we understand what that means." Suddenly holding up a hand, a tiny black orb of light appeared in Azmodiel's hand floating just above his palm. "One day, Hanna...you'll get what you deserve. And I pray I'm there to see it." The orb, as small as it was, was so intense just looking at it would be painful for the woman, and the room would suddenly heat up only for her. It wasn't a threat, but a demonstration. So she could understand that sometimes words weren't enough, and the man before her was one of the most powerful demons on either side of the rift. He was not one to rile up, and his words should always be regarded.<br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>16-08-2020, 22:54:48</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Family</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nMmZAzQ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 14th, 2001, 2PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Medical Wing Waiting Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Riko and her Demon husband<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Could this <em>take</em> any longer?<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><hr><br>“Just as pleasant as always I see.” A knowing jab at the woman nearby her, as Riko always seemed to be the brutish type. As Hanna gave a hint of a frown, her eyes shined with a knowing look; she knew they couldn’t do much to fight her custody. She had this in the bag, she knew it, these two were just going to keep getting in the way. “You know my sister would have wanted this, right? What’s the point of keeping your only niece away from her own family?” Sickeningly sweet, Hanna gave her points, but it was clear she didn’t mean hold sentiment in the actual words she spoke.<br><br>“It would be such a shame for her to never know her only Aunt and Uncle, don’t you agree?” Riko was quick to talk back, but then again, this was how it had always been with them. “And of course I know what that means; my sister is dead, and I have to look after her kid. Simple as that.” She gave a shrug however, eyes showing disinterest in the situation for the moment, a sigh leaving her lips.<br><br>“I mean I could always just abandon her, that seems so easy. Carol wouldn’t want me to do something like that, I’m sure.” Looking back at the two, her eyes turned to Azmodiel, the orb getting her attention. As her eyes flared at the demon, a scowl appeared on her face. “Demon, you have some nerve doing that here.” She didn’t even adress him by name, but knew just how <em>dangerous</em> that man could be.<br><br>Though, their stand-off came to a halt however, when a door opened that lead to the maternity ward. A nurse came out, visibly nervous by the display, eyes looking between the two groups. “U-Uhm, the baby’s ready, if you’d like to see her now...” <br><br>The previous scowl on Hanna’s face melted away, and instead, her kind and caring demeanor came back in droves, turning to face the nurse with a smile. “Lovely, please lead the way.” As she turned to look back to the two her currently opposed her, she gave a mocking look, almost belittling. <br><br>“Well, it’s only fair that you two can come in to see her. After all, Carol did trust you both.” As if Hanna would ever do the same, however.<br><br>“Such a terrible thing; to be all alone without a mother.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>16-08-2020, 23:10:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> His Office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Teasing a Fox Demon<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> The poor little fox girl apologized for interrupting his session, but he waved it away. "Don't worry about it. Playing an instrument in an office means you're bound to get interrupted at some point. It happens all the time and my skills are as sharp as ever." He could see the shock in Nerissa's eyes when he informed her that he knew about her "ailment" as it was, and the embarrassment that followed. She apologized right after, as if it was something she could control or like her scent was offensive. On the contrary, it was a wonderful smell, but what it carried with it was problematic. "Of course I could. I'm 10,000 years old this year. My senses have long sense evolved to the pinnacle of perfection. In fact, I can hear Oei typing away in her office even now. Aside from the cleaning staff and overnight security, she's probably the only one who's here every night longer than me."<br><br>&nbsp;He sighed, then looked her in the eyes. "<em>Never</em> apologize for that again. And never feel ashamed of what you are and things you can't control. I don't apologize for the bloodlust that rears it's head more often than anyone knows, because I'm a War Demon, and a Fire Elemental so my emotions are primarily passion and aggression. So you never say sorry for being a Fox Demon, because your Heat is a natural part about you." <br><br>As they spoke, his eyes took in every detail of the girl, and every little action she took, whether subconscious or not, her heat was affecting her. The leg crossing over the other to reveal just a bit of her sock pulled tight on her thigh, the fiddling with the water...her outright asking him to sleep with her. It had been three minutes before she spoke up and popped the question, and that entire time he waited patiently for her to speak. She had no bra, so the water bottle she was using to help her cool down made her nipples hard enough to cut diamond, while her breasts were lifted and separated by the container.<br><br>&nbsp;And of course, he couldn't help but notice with them right in his face. Suddenly he smiled, his red eyes twinkling. "My, my, aren't you bold? You haven't even asked me out to dinner yet, also I'm married," he said as he held up his hand to show the wedding band. After a few seconds, he laughed though. "Sorry, couldn't help myself. Continue." She then went on to explain that she'd been followed by some demons yesterday, and she was afraid of more of the same. Her scent was like a tracking beacon mixed with a powerful aphrodisiac while she was in Heat. <br><br>Any lesser demons or those with no self-control would be on her like white on rice at every opportunity, so her fear was genuine, and the danger was real. "I-" As he tried to respond, her nervousness caused her to drop her bottle under his desk, and quickly dart down to retrieve it.Then he heard a loud THUNK and the entire desk rose off the floor for a moment as Nerissa fell backward on her cute little butt. Azmodiel held in a laugh, and without seeming to move, he was suddenly on the other side of the desk, gently helping her up and holding her close so she didn't fall. <br><br>It was actually a miracle she wasn't seriously injured, as his desk was made from Mahogany (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=14D5wKSVlXg). And not just any Mahogany. Mahogany taken from the seventh sector of the Malchior Forest, where the trees were 300 feet tall and breathed fire. Created through ancient rituals known only to the Malchiorian demons that resided within the forest, his desk was so tough that should the building be destroyed, it would probably be the only thing to survive. With her still scooped up in his arms, he walked over to the couch and sat her down, then sat next to her and pulled out his phone. <br><br>Dialing his wife, she picked up shortly and asked what was up. "Hey honey, I've got a small issue I need to handle. Nerissa's in heat and some demons near her home are potentially gonna cause some trouble, they already followed her yesterday. Mmmhm, the pink-haired fox girl who's got a crush on me. Yeah that's the one; she probably thinks you're cute too, dear. Anyway, she's asked me to stay the night at her place just to make sure no one tries anything stupid. I'm basically security. No, you've got nothing to worry about, you know that. No I'd only do <em>that</em> with your permission. Of course. I'll keep in touch. Tell the boy not to neglect his training. Even one day could throw off his rhythm. Okay, I love you too, Riko. I'll see you later." He wondered how much of the conversation Nerissa had heard as he turned to look at her. "I'm all yours. We can leave whenever you're ready."<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-08-2020, 01:35:41</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018, 5.51 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Azmodiel’s office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox problems<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>SOPHE uniform (https://i.imgur.com/A6tmJ55.jpgurl here)<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa listened Azmodiel speaking. How he managed not to go insane hearing all that? Her own hearing and sense of smell were above of a normal’s humans. Especially when she was in her true form. Yet she couldn’t hear voices that easily and it still bothered her sometimes how much noise was around her. Especially where the noise was coming from multiple different sources and she was trying to hear just one thing from all that mess. <br><br>It was somewhat surprising when Azmodiel lectured her not to be ashamed. She wasn’t ashamed of being a fox demon. There were some people who didn’t like her for that reason, but that didn’t make her feel like she wanted to be a human. They had such a short lifespan that it was sad. Nera believed that it was quite a different thing for Az than what it was to her. She didn’t see him going around doing whatever happened to come in his mind. Somehow he had learned self-discipline, and her own wasn’t on bar with his at all. It had much to do with that why she felt so safe around him and believed she could trust him. <br><br>If passion and aggression were natural part of him and heat of her, wasn’t that a perfect match? They should talk about something really boring, because that wasn’t something she should be thinking in this state of mind! Maybe insects and cleaning of a toilet would be safe topics?&nbsp; <br><br>The fox demon was still so dazed from hit to the head that she didn’t even notice az appearing by her side before he already picked her up easily as a little bird. The demoness let out a small surprised “Eeep!” Part of the conversation went by without her paying attention to it as she was focused on making the room stop spinning.<br><br>Oh, it was that obvious that Az knew about her childish crush? Was it that obvious he wasn’t the only one who knew…? Like this wouldn’t make her more embarrassed! Her ears twitched when Az said ‘I would only do That with your permission’. Did that mean he got a permission sometimes…? And would a false signature do for his permission note?<br><br>The fox demon was tougher than she looked because she seemed to be recovering quickly. Nerissa noticed that her hand was resting on the man’s thigh, and he was close. At touching distance. Her fingertip trailed up to his lower stomach from the thigh. She felt his iron muscles under her light touch. If he didn’t want someone to touch them he would surely wear a shirt, right? Being topless like that was like an open invitation. Nerissa didn’t notice double standards lying in her own thoughts. She was busy with her inner struggle, knowing very well that she should let him be and stop touching. Like right now. Instead her other hand joined in the play and they moved higher, hungrily touching Az’s naked skin until she reached up to his broad shoulder. The fox demoness pressed her lean body against Azmodiel’s. There wasn’t enough space even for a paper slip in between them. The girl dragged her wet tongue along a side of his neck. That was nothing new. To Nerissa it was same as giving a friendly kiss on a cheek, but she hadn’t been breathing heavily like this before while doing so. <br><br>“I’m ready…” Nerissa whispered and somehow managed to get a grip of herself enough to let go of the man. “I mean that I just need to fetch my jacket and purse and we can go. Are you hungry? We could stop by a shop and get ingredients. I could prepare a dinner for you, if you want. Or we could order something, or eat out. I think the least I can do is offer you a meal from all your troubles.” The fox demon stood up and took a brief moment at putting her clothes back in order. “I can go and get my things quickly. Meet you at the front doors?” It would give her a moment to wash her face with a cold water and hopefully calm down.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>17-08-2020, 03:36:04</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> No longer relaxing!<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>This girl, Nerissa, she jumped on topics like the were bullseyes on a target. Constantly changing, hitting a new mark each and every time, with no break or breath in between. Mallory nearly had to think of all of the answers at once, making her head spin at the thought.<br><br>“I... people like their space; that’s all there is to it.” &nbsp;At the mention of Kevin once more, she gave a small breath, sheila red but beginning to dissipate. “He’s been my friend since, well, forever honestly. We’ve always been together; it’s just how things have been.” &nbsp;She never thought anything wrong with it; she wouldn’t have changed anything in the world for what she had with Kevin. If anyone honestly asked her, she would always answer truthfully when it came to her friends impact on her life.<br><br>Kevin was the best thing that had ever happened to her, and she couldn’t have been more grateful to have him in her life.<br><br>“Y-you think about strange topics don’t you?” &nbsp;Her brown eyes looked towards Nerissa in exasperation, realizing she wouldn’t be getting much of a relaxed bath time. At the mention of getting married, she shook her head, the redness beginning once more; it was the water, nothing more! &nbsp;“W-we’re a bit too young to be talking about that stuff; even so, we aren’t like that.” &nbsp;She gave a breath, trying to relax her whirring mind, even as Nerissa spoke about her gesture towards Mal that required licking her; hopefully there was no mark.<br><br>“My happiest memory...” &nbsp;Mallory trailed off at the thought, her mind coming to one, and the redness on her cheeks was evident; more so by the fact that it brought up the man that Nerissa continued to bring to attention. “Mm, there was one time that I always think back to; stargazing in a tent made of blankets when I was six or so. Kevin and I would always find time to set things up each week; though, they stopped as we got older. Too busy for that sort of stuff, by that time.” <br><br>She remembered how they still wished to do their tradition, but Mallory had always got caught up with something from her Aunt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-08-2020, 07:51:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Doing 2/10 questions<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa shook her head lightly at her question. “I don’t think these topics are strange at all. I’m just curious and I want to get to know you. To be your friend I need to know you better and I’m impatient so I don’t like just waiting and seeing who and what you are. I want to ask questions to figure you out. In a way that is getting to know the real you too. People might say first one thing and later other. Or they answer might change depending from company, so how does one know what they really think? Or is everyone wearing dozens of faces, one for every occasion? Once you can see one without a mask you can be sure about who she really is and know that you are close enough to show your true faces to each other” <br><br>The fox demon was like a anaconda. Noticeably she got closer to Mallory. Bit by bit so she didn’t even notice that she inched closer and closer, before she was again at touching distance, her hand lightly touching her foot. “Oh, but you can still do things like that. You will find soon enough that most of the people here are really laid back. I think many just pretend to be working” Like she did most of the time. “In the end it’s evened out by those few who live to work and don’t even know what free time or having fun mean. I’m saying that you can relax here. You can go some night out on a balcony and set up a tent there. Or you could drive away from the city and venture into the woods for outdoor camping some weekend. We have to work for important things and not just wait that they will happen by themselves. That includes making happy memories and important moments. Is anything worth it if you can’t do sometimes thing that really bring you joy?” Nerissa asked and looked her deep into eyes. Mallory seemed to get into a better mood when she asked her about happy memories. “That Kevins sounds like someone really dear to you. You shouldn’t hesitate but do what you are longing for. A human life is such a fragile thing. One unfortunate event and it can be sniffed away. But let’s not get trailed into such gloomy topic.”<br><br>The pink haired demon didn’t think about her second question for long. Mallory was still uninformed of rules of this game. She would tell it all in due time. For now she would let her calm down a bit. “Why did you join into SOPHE?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>18-08-2020, 02:06:08</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 25th, 2018 | 8:30PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Indigo Lounge<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Albion</em><br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An unbuttoned charcoal gray suit jacket, a loose fitting tie black tie with gray stripes, and dress pants with a white button up shirt and a pair of worn running shoes. Carrying around a messenger bag covered with iconography from various bands, cartoons, and video games. <br><hr>Allowing the haniwa to pull his gaze from the immediately arresting view of Albion luxuriating between the ceaseless patter of smooth notes trailing from Tulip's piano and the hazy trails of blue smoke slowly dancing from the lips of his silver haired drinking companion, Toshiro patted the haniwa on its smooth clay head head with an admirable attempt at using a show of entirely unnatural show of affection to shield his ever mounting contempt for the stoic statue. “I'm thinking she's a tsundere, treat her with enough care and she'll show you more love than any two bit rune or dime a dozen scroll too eager to give up what little they have to share could manage. You know how it is.” In reality Toshiro had no idea on <em>'how it is'</em>, nor did he have any issue with either information or pleasure earned easily, but it was a crime not to act at least a little hard boiled in so noir a situation as he had found himself in with his often less theater inclined drinking partner.<br><br>Toshiro nearly inhaled the entirety of his next glass of whiskey on hearing Albion's somewhat drawn out seeming words confess that his previous flirtation had not been made idly, nor had it abated in the slightest. Turning his head towards the other end of the bar to poorly hide his vigorous attempt to clear the drink from his now burning lungs, Toshiro slammed his fist onto the bar top as he spluttered with what was clearly a strong show of masculine confidence, “St-strong stuff. Good. Need more.” Quickly wiping the water now built up around his eyes with this sleeve, he turned back towards Albion with a renewed look of nonchalance, just in time to feel Albion's now warm fingers slide over the back of Toshiro's hand before continuing on towards the researcher's exposed wrist. Immediately he could feel a web of tingling course throughout his body at the touch, his skin rising in gooseflesh, his heart beating up into his throat.<br><br>In a more sober state of mind, on a less lonely an occasion than that desolate Christmas night, Toshiro would have questioned the honesty of Albion's gesture for the copious amount of drink he'd surely imbibed in, but in his own haze, and at that time, he couldn't bring himself to care. Toshiro could barely hear Albion's words for the tenor that carried them, that soft deep timbre reverberating to the researcher's core, the breath they traveled on emitted so close to the scientist that he could feel them break upon his lips. Breaking free once again from the penetrating stare of those arresting green eyes, Toshiro dared to lean in even further against Albion, one arm still propped on top of the haniwa while his free hand grasped the back of Albion's stool. Leaning in so close that Toshiro's lips might lightly traipse alone the surface of his companion's ear he breathed softly, “There's nothing I could tell you about her that she won't. Though she might be a little bashful about her rubies.”<br><br>Not about to live in regret for an opportunity lost, Toshiro playfully pulled at Albion's earlobe with his teeth for a moment before leaning back into his stool, his weight once again supported by the bar as he swirled his freshest glass seductively between the two. “Real rubies, real gold, and if you were to carve away some of the clay you'd find a silver and turquoise rod that they're attached to. She's a remarkable mixture of styles Japanese, Egyptian, Celtic, and Aztec in various bits. And for all the work I've put into understanding her, you'd be as well off asking Tulip what it does.” Again Tulip narrowed her eyes, this time accentuating her irritation with a sharp discordant measure ringing out from the piano.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>18-08-2020, 02:26:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>There's Always a Price</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019, 10:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Minato House<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hanna, Mallory (Mention), Finches (Mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> OK...<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Camo Top/Jeans<br><hr><br>Kevin looked at the money, confused. "So... you're paying me to... what... exactly... focus?" He didn't get it. He was one of the most focused people he knew. Not focused on the same kinds of things other people were focused on, mind you but pretty dead set. You give Kevin an objective, he works to achieve. it. It took him a while to figure out that was entirely the problem. Not so much what he focused on but whom he focused on.<br><br>And when it did, he raised his head slowly. "So... what happens to Mal? I mean... aren't you supposed to take care of her? And she's troubled, but I wouldn't say we're shackled. If anything, we make each other stronger." Without Mal, he'd be that most horrible of things, alone. "I can't just leave her like that to build some bizarre future. I mean, I always thought, considering her parents and what happened to them, that she'd sort of be at SOPHE too, wouldn't she?"<br><br>And that pretty much settled it right there. Though it wasn't easy to put into words. The air was suddenly heavy with the enormity of what Hanna had just asked him to do - to her niece, the one Hanna's dead sister had entrusted her with. Mallory had told him a lot of what went on, but to see it first hand... that was just scary in a way that even demons couldn't be. "I mean... thanks, this is really generous... but I can't take the money. I'm not going to abandon the people I care about. I mean you don't leave people behind. That's just... wrong..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>18-08-2020, 04:02:44</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9BmMCGl.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> <em>Albion </em><br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 25th, 2018 | 8:30PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Indigo Lounge<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Toshiro<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Play time is over <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">WARNING!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Things getting more intimate between Albion and Toshiro</div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Classy as usual (https://i.imgur.com/sUMHI7S.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>It didn’t pass without noticing that Toshiro was about to drown into his drink. Albion acted like he hadn’t noticed a thing to save his pride. Toshiro was struggling so hard with his vain efforts to look calm and composed. He wasn’t fooling anyone with that act. A faint smile curved on his lips Albion watched how Toshiro leaned closer. He didn’t turn away or lean his body back in a attempt of averting from his touch. The man behaved like he had stopped to listen his, rather poor, explanation about the statues he was so fond of. <br><br>He didn’t do a thing to keep him away yet he didn’t say or do something to keep Toshiro near either. When Toshiro began telling about composition of the hanniwa, right after nibbling his ear, Albion turned away. His expression didn’t give away what was going on in his mind. That same smile, barely visible and yet so enchanting at the same time, occupied his lips still when he took his drink and emptied the glass with more grace than Toshiro. He quenched his smoke into the ashtray. There was no hurry in his movement. The way he moved was almost serene.<br><br>“Put it in my tap” Albion said with a friendly tone. It was the first time he said a word after Toshiro making his move. The white haired man stood up peacefully. Maybe Toshiro had called his bluff and now that he was cornered he was forced to admit it had been just a bluff. Or then he had crossed the line and Albion was going to walk out of his life without a word. The mysterious look in his eyes was infuriating and his face didn’t give away his thoughts as he gently took glass from Toshiro’s hand, like picking a treat from a child, and placed it on the counter. <br><br>He acted so calmly that nothing could have warned Toshiro from what was going to happen in the next moment. Albion moved close, intimately close fast like a striking snake. His body pushed against his, forcing Toshiro’s legs spread at his sides. He leant his hands against the counter behind Toshiro, imprisoning him against the bar and his own body, possibly shaking his balance so he would have to grab him for support.<br><br>“No more dancing around. No more pretending.” He said with a low voice as he stared into Toshiro’s eyes with a beastly look. Toshiro had just made himself his prey and he wasn’t going to let him escape. If his previous actions had been careful exploring this was a full blown attack. He wasn’t holding back anymore. If Toshiro was trying to verbally protest or question his behaviour his words were suddenly muffled by a passionate and long kiss. Albion pushed his athletic body aggressively against Toshiro’s as he pressed his lips onto his. His tongue slipped into his mouth, deepening the kiss and bravely owning Toshiro right there on that very spot.<br><br>“I don’t want to be alone tonight” Albion whispered when the kiss ended. His eyes had the fuck me now look that no one could interpret wrong.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>18-08-2020, 05:28:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)(https://images.wallpapersden.com/image/download/sung-jin-woo-solo-leveling_69016_720x1570.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel/Ryusei Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Three Lambs to the slaughter...and Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Intense Training<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> The Elder demon only had one biological child in the room, but he'd been with Mallory since her birth and thought of her as his own daughter, and Kevin had been attached to her hip since they were kids, and with his close relationship to both of their parents, it was only natural that the two humans were treated as nothing less than family by Azmodiel. Family was one of the few things in the demon realm you could depend on...aside from the occasional backstabbing or betrayal. But that was rare; something like 3 in 5 brothers killing each other or some low number like that. So seeing the camaraderie and love between them always put a smile on his face, and so did seeing his little girl blush. She told him to shut up because she knew he was right, and he burst out in deep laughter. <br><br>"Anything for you, little one. I'll just tease you later." However, when she told him they were <em>just</em> friends, and didn't think he'd be interested in her, his laughter stopped, his face turned serious, and he leaned down, leering at her. "You're just like Riko sometimes. Too much logic, not enough emotion. Use that big brain of yours. You're beautiful, you're brilliant, and you're the nicest girl anyone could ever meet. And if he had a problem you being reclusive...why does he always make sure to find you and stay right by your side?"<br><br>&nbsp;He lightly tapped her head, encouraging her to <em>think</em> on his words. She'd see the truth...eventually. When she mentioned Leasick was coming, his grin returned. No one was sure about his arm, but Azmodiel knew it granted him powers, and it made him fun to fight, even if like his son he was far from being a true challenge. But that was nothing against them, as he had been fighting since birth and now he had ten millenia under his belt. He'd engaged in battles that flattened countries. They'd get there too...eventually. "Goooood. Another victi-...I mean, student to train." <br><br>Ryusei smiled at his sister when she walked over, but when she asked if he thought he'd win, he actually laughed. "Pffft. Hahaha. Beat him? Not at all. As much as I want to crush the old man, I know I'm nowhere close. Maybe we'll tear his coat today though. Or like, scuff his boots. If we can make him take a few steps back, that'll be real progress. And if Leasick joins in...well I've heard getting destroyed as a group strengthens your bonds. We're going to be <em>really</em> good friends after this." <br><br>He was excited like always to fight his father, and would try his damndest, but he wouldn't be disappointed when they inevitably lost. It would be just another victory he'd need to attain in the future...simple. Turning to Kevin with a silly grin after he and Mallory had their usual awkward back and forth, he nodded at his suggestion and gripped his shoulder. "You're right. We're going to lose this fight and there's nothing we can do about it...but at least we can make him work just a <em>tiiiiny</em> bit harder. Let's try not to lose too fast, huh?"<br><br>While Azmodiel waited, he suddenly sensed Leasick's presence, as well as smelled his arm. Even after all this time, his human scent mingling with the demonic scent of his arm was strange, but it didn't bother him. In fact, it made him respect the boy more for powering through the unknown with his own strength. Lesser men might have died by now. The young man apologized for being late after he entered the room, since apparently he had to help catch a demon. A quick whiff of the air and Azmodiel could smell it on him as heavy as bad cologne.<br><br>&nbsp;"They called you in to catch Glacius, I see. Good job, my boy. You're getting stronger all the time. One day soon you won't need those shackles, and you can claim that arms true power for yourself. Now enough sentimentality. Step in line with your friends and get ready." After Leasick stretched and joined the others, Azmodiel rolled his shoulders, cracking his neck so loudly it echoed throughout the massive room. "Oh, and before I forget. Feel free to use your weapons. Swords, guns, knives. Anything is fair game against an overwhelmingly superior force. So once you're ready. Attack me with everything you've got. I'm serious. Don't hold back...or you'll be <em>punished</em>," he said with a sinister smile. So with his arms crossed, he stood and waited for the boys to attack him.<br><br>"Prepare yourself," Ryusei said to Leasick as he grouped up with them. "He's in a mood today. His bloodlust might be acting up so we won't die...but tomorrow will be unpleasant once we wake up. I guarantee it. Battle plan is simple. I go high, Kevin goes low...you should go straight for him." After the other two were ready, Ryusei held up a hand and as darkness surrounded it, a black dagger appeared. He flipped it to a reverse grip and bent slightly forward. Then the darkness began to spread, surrounding him and oozing off like scentless smoke. Then he ran, sprinting low and tossing the dagger off to the side as he went. It passed through a portal that suddenly opened, then came out of another one directly over his father's head. At the same time, he dropped into a portal on the floor, then reappeared spinning so fast he became a blur and aiming a kick at the old man's face. The fight had started, and it was already the beginning of the end.<br><br></span><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>18-08-2020, 07:30:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>There’s Always A Price</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nMmZAzQ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019, 10AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Minato Residence<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin, Mallory (Mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Playing her Cards <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Warning</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hanna(35) seducing Kevin(18)</div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><hr><br>The sheer confusion across the young man’s face nearly made Hanna laugh, though she contained it, all for the sake of getting this deal to happen. She knew that getting Kevin to suddenly up and abandon his only close friend would be difficult, but even Hanna knew how the minds of young men worked. With enough persuasion, they could be turned...<br><br>“Stronger? You call a girl clinging to you at every moment ‘stronger’? I call it how I see it; selfish.” The tone in the room turned from one of levity, to one of a more serious tone. All from Hanna, her mask slowly began to slip away, slowly chipping away to reveal her true nature. Even as her tone of voice showed casual remarks in their discussion, what they spoke of was anything but. Moving to get to her feet, Hanna gave another smile; comforting in appearance, but seeming nothing like the sort. “She’s a big girl, Kevin; the world isn’t going to adjust to what she wants, she has to learn to grow up and become independent.”<br><br>The mention of SOPHE didn’t seem to calm Hanna at all either, only being reminded of her sister, Carol.<br><br>“SOPHE is a place where they choose the most elite and smartest of humans to work for the world. My sister was simply lucky to be offered a job there. My niece, however, is <em>none</em> of those things; period.” Her niece was never going to amount to anything, not with the way she acted, or looked. <br><br>The most subpar of humans, stemming from the most incompetent woman Hanna had ever come to loathe in her life.<br><br>Hanna turned to look towards Kevin, her smile still apparent; if anything it tried to comfort the man, to ease his worries and to change his thinking. He just needed some persuasion, that was all...<br><br>“Abandon? No, no, it’s quite the opposite really. It’s all for your benefit Kevin, just as I’ve wanted for some time now.” Moving to step around the coffee table, she took the envelope back in her hand, before settling on the couch that Kevin sat in; the woman now sat next to the young man, rather close in fact. “<em>I</em> don’t want my niece to see <em>you</em> anymore; <em>I</em> want <em>you</em> to stop seeing <em>her</em>.” The air around the two was dense, like a thick fog; Hanna’s eyes looked over the red-haired young man next to her.<br><br>“My niece is a selfish girl, having clung to you since childhood. She unfortunately became the catalyst that made my dear husband leave us, and ever since that happened, she’s only become more of a monster. What she did to my family was the worst thing she could ever do, and all these years it’s only gotten worse. She’s so much to handle, so much stress by trying to keep her happy; she was too much for my husband, and I don’t want it to happen to you too.” Hanna didn’t seem to care that the words out of her mouth were lies, these were what she believed. <br><br>Her niece was the bane of her existence, so she would paint her that way.<br><br>“What she’s done to you all these years may not seem like anything, but believe me, that selfish girl will only take more from you the longer you’re with her. Someone like you doesn’t deserve that, Kevin.” Her eyes glimmered with an unknown sparkle, something that couldn’t be described; all that Kevin could see, was that it wasn’t warmth or caring that shone through.<br><br>“A young man like you deserves someone that will treat you with respect, with dignity.” Her hands placed the envelope of yen bills back into the man’s hands, holding them there for a moment. “Someone that will actually care about you and what you want.” One of her hands left his own to circle around his broad shoulders, her delicate hand resting along his shoulder opposite to her. “I’m sure you have needs and wants, don’t you Kevin. My niece has always been oblivious when it comes to these things.”<br><br>Her other hand left his, now holding the envelope once more, before resting in the space between their bodies on the couch. Mere inches were they apart from one another, mostly from Hanna’s insistence.<br><br>Her voice was a ice cold whisper, slithering it’s way to intended victory.<br><br>“I’ll treat you the way you deserve, Kevin; I’m not <em>selfish</em> like someone we both know.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>18-08-2020, 23:36:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor, Seated in Front of a Large, Bright Window<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Smart and Strange Doctor Toshiro and his Peculiar Marceline<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, and sneezing small, magical fireworks.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her bells, her usual, Mayan-like clothes, and Toshiro's gift.</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">“Oh.” The trickster responded softly, <em>learning</em>, looking between the Doctor Toshiro and the happy Marceline with her bright, golden eyes. <em>Purr. Purring. Pur-ring.</em> The new word sounded strange in her head, amidst of all the fuzz. <em>What did humans do when they were happy now? Did they purr too?</em> At least the Doctor Toshiro was not upset by <em>this</em> pur-ring.<br><br><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “It is never just one.” Kyless corrected, leaning close to the special notebook of the Doctor Toshiro, letting Marceline sink down, <em>impossibly</em> deeper into her grasp. <em>His notebook creation was too… lonely.</em> There was never just one Jollytwill. “Always many, many, Jollytwills, as far one way as the rest. And then above them all was the Last.” Still, the Doctor Toshiro had big questions. Kyless’ tongue swirled in her warm mouth, pondering how to tell this story. It was a <em>important</em>thing. It was a <em>serious</em>thing. It was a <em>sacred</em>thing. Then she <em>sneezed</em>. <br><br><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. A magical spark appeared <em>above</em> the Doctor Toshiro’s notebook, <em>above</em> his creation, a swirl of blue, and pink and red. For a moment, it hung there, suspended by <em>no</em>thing, but still <em>some</em>thing, all at the same time. Then it disappeared. “I wish we could see the Jollytwill Valley too, again for me, new for you,” Kyless added, amongst loud sniffs and wiggles of her nose, “but it was better for the Last that we can not.” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless pulled herself away from the Doctor Toshiro’s creation, noticing that Marceline was now cat-like, hiding her magic from <em>her</em> human again. <em>But the trickster had shared this much already.</em> And this human, the Doctor Toshiro, had promised to remember for all of his human time so.<br><br>So Kyless tried harder. Tried harder to make the Doctor Toshiro understand. “Death is different for different demons. When they die, different demons… Some come back, some leave, some change. Human death is far more simple.” The demoness wanted to stay this close to the Outside, just beyond the otherside of the human glass, for as long as possible, but she did not know enough to explain all of demon lifespans. And so she had to move onward. “The Last, he did not tell me how he died. Just that he was the First One to die, the First One of all the Jagraw.” Kyless confirmed Toshiro's guesses, and looked now between her wonderful view of the Outside, of the clouds, and the peculiar, sleeping Marceline. <em>She was just as soft as the clouds.</em> The trickster supposed <em>all</em> of Marceline’s forms, both the true and the others un-true, would be just as soft. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “When the First One died, he was told to <em>guard</em> the <em>graves</em> of the Rest as they died, as they became the Jollytwills, as they rested <em>here</em>, as Jollytwills in your human realm. For years and years, the First One was a guard, as more and more Jagraw became Jollytwills. Eventually, he was the Last. The Last Jagraw. All of the other Jagraw were Jollytwills, that is why there are always so many in the Valley.”<br><br>Kyless watched the clouds change and turn and shift against the very <em>blue</em> sky on the otherside of the human glass. Very pretty indeed. “So I was here, too. In your human realm then. With the humans. They were young then, and very angry, especially with each other and especially withthings they did not try to understand.” Perhaps that was the real secret to the story. That <em>this</em> place, the human realm, was <em>both</em> old and new to Kyless. “I was there in the Jollytwills. The Last Jagraw knew what I <em>was</em>, too, he was very wise. He said I could <em>not</em> create the Jollytwill Valley with my magic, he said it was a too <em>sacred</em>thing. I asked if he would play with me, but he said he must <em>stay</em>. He said he was <em>bound</em>.” Kyless spoke the last word as if it weighed down her blue tongue, as if it was so <em>heavy</em>. “I wanted him to be free, <em>but</em>…" <br><br>The trickster looked down then, at Marceline, <em>soft</em> and <em>happy</em>. The end of the story was neither of <em>those</em>things. "The Jagraw had many, <em>many</em> rules, so it took a while… A <em>long</em> while until I found a loop. I am <em>very</em> great at finding loops, when I am not asleep at least.” A <em>short</em> day. She wanted a short day, and so did the Doctor Toshiro. “The Last said the Jagraw had many lives, that the Jollytwill were just one life, but it was still sad. I brought them <em>there</em>, to the Jollytwill Valley, the angry humans, and their fire. And the Last <em>knew</em>. He Knew then, that he would die again, but with the Jollytwills, so that all of the Jagraw could become <em>some</em>things together in their <em>next</em> life." Kyless swallowed hard, nodding at the Doctor Toshiro's notebook from the place where she sat on the titled floor of her captor's headquarters. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. "Before, <em>just</em> before, <em>seconds</em> before, The Last gave me permission to create the Jollytwill Valley with my magic, but only if I remembered the what they were for-<em>ever</em>. Because the Jollytwills... They only exist in my magic now, not <em>out</em>there. The Jagraw are <em>some</em>thing else now, <em>some</em>thing I do not know, <em>some</em>where I am not certain. But they <em>are</em> together again. The Last <em>and</em> The Rest. And sometimes together is most important, <em>I</em> think, even if not <em>every</em>thing is pur-ring.” Though the trickster wished differently, it was better that the story was not soft or happy. Or maybe it was. Just in ways she did not yet understand.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>19-08-2020, 18:39:08</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> His Office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Teasing a Fox Demon<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> His conversation hadn't been long, but during it while she recovered, Nerissa seemed to discover his body and found herself just shy of blatantly groping him. He didn't stop her, as she hadn't crossed any hard lines yet...not that he'd been given any truth be told, but her small, delicate hand started on his thigh, and then before he knew it she was feeling out a roadmap out of chest before finally stopping at his shoulders. And by then, she was pressed against him so tightly that if either of them had on fewer clothes, things would look mighty suspicious to passing eyes. <br><br>Finally, she licked his neck, which was one of the usual overly affectionate ways a fox demon gave a playful kiss, but he could easily hear the near panting coming from her, and could sense how much there was something else she wanted when she whispered 'I'm ready'. Keeping a knowing grin, but never doing anything to make her uncomfortable or call her out, he shrugged his shoulders.<br><br>&nbsp;"I'm pretty much always hungry. I don't think I've ever had any of your cooking, so I'd be glad to have a <em>taste</em> of your special techniques." With a nod, he stood as well, then started to tidy his desk a bit. "I'll be waiting for you at the front." After she left, he did a last quick run through to make sure the office was spotless, then he turned off the light, locked the door, and headed down to the front doors to wait for her to join him so they could leave. He surely hadn't seen his night going like this, but it was where he was, and he couldn't leave Nerissa out in the cold. So he was just going to roll with it and hope for the best.<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>20-08-2020, 12:11:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018, Early evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>On way to Nera’s home<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox problems<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>SOPHE uniform (https://i.imgur.com/A6tmJ55.jpgurl here)<br><br><hr><br>Taste of your special techniques? Was it just her or did that sound suggestive? It sounded like something else in her ears, but Nera couldn’t decide was that intentional from Azmodiel’s side or did he that without noticing it. It probably was unintended. It was her whose thoughts were cluttered by more than friendly thoughts of him. “Right. I will see you soon then…” the fox demon mumbled before leaving.<br><br>Nerissa returned to her workroom and quickly packed her handbag and took her jacket before turning off lights in the room. She headed into a ladies’ bathroom and rinsed her face with a cold water. That didn’t calm her at all, even make the annoying constant blushing on her cheeks fade. Az said this was just natural, and that was true, but it was still embarrassing to her. It was one thing to do things because she simply wanted to do so, but being driven into them by her own body… It wasn’t fair! <br><br>There existed wide variety of the demons. The races considered as beast demons was just one group among the demons. A fox demon belonged into the beast demons, despite the fact that her form was sweet and cuddly instead of a scary monster. Nerissa was still a awfully young fox demon. With time she would grow bigger and stronger. And get more tails. For a demon Nerissa was almost completely harmless creature. She had no ill intentions and even if she did she didn’t possess the means to execute them. Full grown nine-tailed fox demons were a force to recognize. The fox demons were naturally strong with magic and with time their power just grew stronger. Nerissa was a Calder demon, but as a fox demon she could have chosen any direction to develop her skills. Her astral blade wasn’t something characteristic to a discipline of Calder. It was more common for a war demon. With more age fox demons often became more graceful and proud, and a cycle of their heat became longer. For a fox demon as young as Nera 10 year cycle was normal, but if she lived long enough to reach a 1000 year mark her cycle would be over 100 years. <br><br>The silly little fox smiled when she found Azmodiel outside waiting and hugged his arm, leaning close to his side. “Sorry for the wait! You haven’t seen my home. I will be happy to show it to you! This way…” the girl said and pointed with her finger where they should continue from the SOPHE facility. <br><br>The girl hadn’t been lying about that she was followed, despite that there was always a small chance she would make up something like that to lure Azmodiel into spending some time with her. There was a suspicious group of three demons loitering by a corner of building next to the SOPHE building. From their spot was a direct line of sight to the front doors. They weren’t doing anything illegal just by standing there and smoking. Judging from all the cigarette butts on a street they had been waiting there for some time now. Their clothing looked like traditional lowlife clothing. Nothing trendy. Plain clothes, lacking bright colors and in need of a thorough wash. <br><br>They were a goat demon (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/20/6c/37/206c37d7ec06ea1281ea591280cadf1a.jpg), a bull demon (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/df/d1/c7/dfd1c7efe15d46f3f1d5692ebea25138.jpg) and a fox demon. (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/69/be/c7/69bec7a8f00d8d84068faacfecbe2791.jpg) All of them looked like they had found excitement of hard, illegal drugs that the human world could offer. The fox demon was different breed than Nera. He had a white fur, spotted by red marks, covering his whole body. Unlike the fennec foxes, like they were called in this world, the red tribe foxes were mainly evil creatures. They were vicious creatures. Nature of the fennec foxes (or zerdaces as they were called in the demon world) varied. There were good and bad ones and everything in the between. It was a old race and in some cultures they were considered as spirits more than demons, in good and bad.<br><br>It was no wonder that the demoness had got worried when people like that were following her. Knowing that she had nothing to worry about now, the girl was her normal self, chatty as usual. Nerissa asked Azmodiel about Ryusei’s training, knowing how proud he was of his son, talked about a new recruit who had joined into the SOPHE last week, rumors of a demon gang stealing cars and burgling houses in the better area of Tokyo and planning of the SOPHE’s Christmas party. The fox demon didn’t need much from his side to keep the conversation going on. She was able to have long monologues as long as Az seemed to be even somewhat listening. <br><br>While she was talking in her own eager way she forgot completely the demons near the SOPHE. They began following the pair when they left the building, and followed them halfway to a grocery store that was near Nera’s home. Like a good host Nerissa confirmed from Azmodiel that he would he okay with what she was going to prepare for them. The girl bought ingredients for pork chops, garlic potatoes, green salad and a raspberry dessert. After getting everything needed for a meal she bought a bottle of rose wine and a better quality sake. It might not be such a good idea for her to drink that night though. Nerissa didn’t allow Az even suggest paying her groceries, but she let him carry the shopping bags to her home. <br><br>Her home home was close enough to walk there. It was four storey building, (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/79/7b/eb/797beb0eba3c93b517b26888e5bd0eb8.jpg) and a better area of Tokyo. On the ground floor were utility facilities and stairs to the apartments. Nera’s apartment was on the second floor. It was a spacious place, with more than enough for one fox demon. They stepped from a small vestibule into a living room. Instead of tatami floors there were hardwood floors.<br><br>“I’m just going to unpack the groceries. Feel free to look around. Or would you like something to drink or eat while I prepare the dinner?” In the living room (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1c/28/ea/1c28ea15bb865db50dd082f0f7752a2c.jpg) were light plastered walls, massive leather couches and a rustic wooden coffee table. On a wall was a moose’s skull. From a right hand side was a doorway into &nbsp;the kitchen. (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/26/ed/d7/26edd72d1f4fd2008937296ca4998f4a.jpg) Same dark brown theme continues in dark wooden kitchen cabinets and a island. Kitchen equipment looked quite new and expensive. From the kitchen was access into &nbsp;a dining room, (https://i2.wp.com/kidmagz.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/30-Best-Asian-Dining-Room-Decor-Ideas-15.jpg?w=1024&amp;ssl=1) which was dominated by a large, rugged wooden table and brown leather chairs. Above the dining table hung a massive chandelier. A bathroom (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6e/75/ca/6e75cae234e18ce26658dc49dc46d001.jpg) was lined mostly with a grey marble. In &nbsp;a bedroom (https://www.architectureartdesigns.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/15-Of-The-Most-Relaxing-Asian-Bedroom-Interior-Designs-7-630x423.jpg) was a king sized bed with a burgundy red bedding. Closets had black, carved oriental styled doors. Bedroom nightstand lamps were warm red. <br><br>Overall it felt like the apartment was costly and luxurious. It was like there were three different styles mixed in together. There was some traditional asian style, dark and rugged and then some girly bits, which had Nera’s handprint all over the place. <br><br>“I’m going to change my work clothes off. I will get to it right after that!” the fox demon promised before she headed into the bedroom. She left the door open, which was meant as a hint or then she didn’t want to shout if Azmodiel would happen to ask something. Or then she just forgot that because she lived alone. Nerissa left her work clothes on a back of a chair and put on a simple black summer dress. (https://images.anime-pictures.net/52f/52fd50e463695f427ca18cc38e4c70f0.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_655130-569x889-original-tetsu+tissue-long+hair-single-tall+image-blush.png) The girl offered to pour a drink of his choice while she opened the rose wine bottle and poured a glass for herself.<br><br>The apartment felt huge when she was alone there. It was pleasant to have Az in her home. Somehow it made the place feel more cozy and less empty. “Do you get often requests like mine from your subordinates? I guess that you genuinely care about people working under you so you are ready to go in great lengths to help them.” Nerissa opened the conversation again as she put her apron on and tied it before she began preparing the meal. In reality she had other kind of questions in her mind, but she was at least trying to act like a proper demon.“If you would rather sit down and watch tv or something I don’t mind. You have had a long day at work and you deserve some relaxation.”&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>20-08-2020, 17:52:02</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> No longer relaxing!<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>“Mm, I mean, I guess...” &nbsp;Nerissa’s mention of making happy memories and not waiting resonated with Mallory a bit, especially remembering what she and Kevin had both went through. It wasn’t good to keep things from one another, to keep thoughts to themselves. Why not be able to do the things they loved doing, when there was so much ahead of them? At the mention of Kevin, Mallory gave a nod.<br><br>“Yeah, he is.” &nbsp;She couldn’t think what her life would be like without her closest friend; her only friend, really. He had always been there, since they were kids. Through their childhoods, through junior high and high school, they had always been together; Mallory wouldn’t have traded their friendship for anything, if she had to be honest. Though Nerissa’s somewhat downer conversation turned back to another question, one that Mallory had to think on.<br><br>Though she wasn’t too distracted to see that the fox demon had moved ever so closer to her; nothing Mallory could do much about, at this point.<br><br>“Ah...my parents used to work here. I came to SOPHE after something happened, so I decided to stay. I get to help do the work that my parents did, and Kevin is here to, since this was his plan also. We’re helping the world, so it was the best choice, you know?” &nbsp;Even she knew that she was keeping so many details out of the conversation, but she wasn’t sure that Nerissa needed to know them. Mallory didn’t really feel like broadcasting her situation to everyone she met, at least not for the moment.<br><br>“Honestly I couldn’t really see myself doing anything else, but be here.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>20-08-2020, 18:11:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin, Azmodiel (mention), Ryusei, Leasick<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Time to, wait we’re just going?<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Workout Gear (https://i.imgur.com/wSdPNiZ.jpg)/Hairstyle (https://i.imgur.com/l9E5Mi7.jpg)<br><hr><br>At the mention of probably getting no where close to beating their father, Mallory gave a nervous smile; not for the sake of Ryusei and the others hurting themselves, but worried that her brother may go a bit overboard in his training. &nbsp;“Just be careful; you know how competitive you get when you train with dad. I mean, even when you aren’t even training, you get pretty heated...” &nbsp;She could remember the handful of times her brother would challenge their father over the slightest teasing remark, or somewhat overbearing comment that would have made her brother blush, and therefore, ruin his ‘edgy’ image. One that he tried to build up so hard, yet Mallory could see right through so easily; most specifically when he wanted the cookies she made on certain times of the week.<br><br>“Just regardless, watch yourself. You don’t want to over-exhaust yourself, nii-san.” <br><br>The fun little nickname she was sure that Ryu liked to hear from her, but from Mallory, it was always used as a cautious warning most of the time. A warning more than anything, for him to keep himself in check, and to not get carried away.<br><br>Glancing at the other man next to her brother, she gave a smile, her cautious nature melting in favor of comfort and familiarity. Kevin was always one to reassure her if her worries, and knowing what and what not to do in training was going to help. Plus, he always helped in making her feel less out of place, which was always nice. &nbsp;“Thanks Kevin.” &nbsp;As the three talked, the doors to the training room opened, and in popped in their last teammate.<br><br>“Fashionably late as always, Leasick.” &nbsp;Mallory looked towards the man, the respectable look in his eye towards her father, but as soon as he sauntered over to the group, he was back to his usual self; a bit self-confidant, but knowing in his abilities. Mallory wasn’t so sure he should be feeling that way considering it was Azmodiel they were talking about, but sooner or later, Mallory was most likely going to be patching up the boys after going at it with her dad.<br><br>It usually happened that way, anyways.<br><br>As soon as Azmodiel said he was ready, her brother was at attention, get ready before sprinting into a portal, leaving Mallory with both Kevin and Leasick. Looking towards the two, she couldn’t help but notice the two; they both held their own abilities and strengths, yet she also noticed how opposite the two were. Kevin was dutiful and serious, while Leasick was more laidback and confidant (though in a cocky way at times she easily noticed). <br><br>“Just...be careful you two.” &nbsp;She glanced at both of the men, obviously standing back due to her inexperience. &nbsp;”You guys tend to go a bit hard after a bit, and I don’t think anyone wants me to patch them up after only a few minutes against Azmodiel.” &nbsp;She glanced at Leasick, giving the man a bit of a cautious look. “You plan on making a bet like last time?” &nbsp;Mallory remembered having to spend quite a bit of time patching up Leasick, after he thought making a bet between the guys was a good idea to get the most hits on Azmodiel. <br><br>It only ended up in many more bruises for the part-demon man.<br><br>To be honest she was curious to see what he would come up with, all in knowing that most likely the man would be a bruised and defeated lump by the end of this. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>21-08-2020, 05:04:11</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro, <em>Albion</em><br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 25th, 2018 | 8:30PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Indigo Lounge<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Albion</em><br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Warning: Kissing, groping, and a bachelor pad ahoy.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An unbuttoned charcoal gray suit jacket, a loose fitting tie black tie with gray stripes, and dress pants with a white button up shirt and a pair of worn running shoes. Carrying around a messenger bag covered with iconography from various bands, cartoons, and video games. <br><hr>“Hey I was drinking tha-” Toshiro's protest to having his drink seized from him was caught on his lips with Albion's abrupt and aggressive motion. The force of his sudden rush towards the recently petulant researcher briefly had Toshiro's bar stool tilted back on two legs, the only thing keeping the pair from collapsing to the ground in tangle of bodies, black steel furniture, and vines, was the researcher's arms swiftly and tightly wrapping around Albion in response, unintentionally, yet not undesirably, pulling him deeper into the forceful and vigorous kiss. As Albion pulled his lips away from Toshiro's, the scientist couldn't help but rise to his feet in an effort to keep together in an effort to make what would always be an unforgettable moment last as long as possible.<br><br>Coyly smiling in response to Albion's implied request and at the unmistakable hunger that burned in his intense gaze, Toshiro, now at full height, placed his slender hand beneath Albion's chin and raised it suddenly to once again bring their mouths together without warning, his tongue betraying his own burgeoning want it passed longingly along that of his long time companion in revelry. Toshiro had no intention on losing out on the fun of sparring for who would lead this dance, regardless of how little he cared of the outcome. <br><br>Pulling back for only a moment to look at Tulip, he was exceedingly grateful that she offered up a simple nod, a sign he'd long since extrapolated to mean, 'We'll settle up next time.' Looking back down towards Albion, he leaned in once again to give an only slightly more chaste kiss before pulling back, his arms finding their way into Albion's ever fine jacket and wrapping around it's owners waist before Toshiro said with a little more than a whisper as he almost absentmindedly slipped the terracotta statue into his messenger bag, “That makes two of us then, I think there's an easy way to fix that.”<br><br>With only the barest awareness of the soft tingle of the bell that announced the pair's egress from the Indigo Lounge wrapped in each others' arms, neither seemed particularly concerned with the occasional stare or averted eyes that accompanied the myriad and very public ravenous displays of mounting lust that seemed to bubble up to the surface with every opportunity. With every wall a back could be braced against, or every stop at a busy street crossing where street lights illuminated their faces among the gently falling snowflakes, the two would quickly revert to attempting to stave of their long withheld lust with briefly passionate moments of touch. For his part Toshiro couldn't help but be consistently drawn back to pressing his lips against Albion's warm cream skin as the drifting snow vanished into that long silver hair before trailing down his handsome features as a trail of chilled moisture. On one occasion Toshiro couldn't help but grin wickedly at the light gasp offered by the soldier as Toshiro's tongue lightly traced upward along one of these path's from just above Albion's exposed collarbone.<br><br>With what barely felt like an instant passing by, the two found themselves bowling backwards into Toshiro's apartment, the owner's feet nearly knocked out from under him by the weight of Albion's pressing the pair of them inside of the rather cramped living room within. With a great difficulty that accompanied trying to remove one's shoes while both in the throes of promised romance and experiencing the lingering taste of God knows how much whiskey. Everything around him was a blur of detail more remembered than seen, shelves full of volumes of cartoons, movies, comics, and video games. Almost ever surface off of the floor seemed to be coated end to end in stacks of papers each bearing a mixture of drawings and notes from the simple and mundane to the enormously esoteric.<br><br>The only area that seemed utterly free of clutter was a very ordinary waist high table of on which rested an old and well used painter's palette bearing a collection of colors that seemed to reflect the large framed painting that hung behind it. Despite being the most unadorned section of the room, it was impossible for it not to be the focal point, it's simplicity standing in stark contrast to the seemingly undirected chaos that dominated so much of Toshiro's home. The painting itself again stood in sharp relief to the more commercial and pop styled assortment of colorful plastic objects that lined Toshiro's shelves, the subject matter itself being that of a serene coast with long strokes of greenish blue sea water breaking harmlessly into foam upon a collection of softly defined brown and gray rocks. In the foreground three figures obscured in the shadow of a corrugated steel shed that had long fallen into patched of splotchy rust stared out towards the distant horizon, the smallest of the three standing in contention of their two sitting companions as if competing for both height and prominence in the composition.<br><br>Doing his best to keep himself from allowing the painting to steal his gaze as it did on so many lonely nights, Toshiro brought Albion to a two person black faux-leather couch that faced away from the small shrine. Setting his bag down to the side of the couch, he collapsed on one of the large scratched up cushions with a groan of relief before patting the seat next to him with a come hither stare and a soft bite of his bottom lip after knocking aside the papers that lay next to him. Toshiro didn't notice the small image of a cat dart off one of the dejected pages into one of it's new neighbors. Breaking the tradition of purely physical communication that the pair had adopted since their time at the Lounge, Toshiro asked with a mixture of anticipation and embarrassment, “It's a bit of a mess, but what do you think? Marceline's around here somewhere but she's used to me bringing company around.” With a wry smile he added, “Regretting your decision yet?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>21-08-2020, 09:40:06</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Doing 3/10 questions<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><hr><br>There was no question about it. This Kevin person was very dear to Mallory in more than a friendly way. Nerissa was sure of that. Kevin was a good looking young man. It was only positive that he had that soldier’s physique. Kevin appeared as a quiet type to Nerissa. Maybe these two had that in common? Maybe they just sat in total silence for hours and were completely fine with that. In Nerissa’s opinion there were two kind of quiet people. One was a type that had a thick veil of danger and mystery lingering around him. That type wasn’t afraid of speaking or being near other people, but he avoided doing so thinking it would keep others safe. It was the quiet type that had dark, dark secrets hidden in his past. That kind of quiet men just made the fox demon curious and intrigued her more than was reasonable. <br><br>The other type was an awkward type. A person who stayed quiet mainly because he was so bad at talking to others and terrified to death that he would say or do something wrong and it would end up in embarrassing himself in front of others. That type didn’t want to go outside his comfort zone and trying to talk with him was as pleasant as shoving needles under fingernails. Kevin was this type and Nerissa was worried Mallory would be too. People like that weren’t bad people. She just didn’t know how to interact with them. Maybe she should work on that more… She would never learn it if she didn’t try! Either way, it was obvious that Kevin wasn’t available for a dating. He might not know it, nor Mallory, but Nerissa believed that everyone else would notice it soon.<br><br>Her big fluffy fox ears up Nerissa listened Mallory’s answer. Something happened? There was more to it without doubt, but she didn’t seem willing to share that with her. Nerissa didn’t know Mallory that well yet, but she appeared as someone who might break apart like a expensive chinese vase on a floor if she would pry more about something she wanted to hide. “I think it’s an honorable idea to help the world. There is something admirable in putting needs of others before your own. But I don’t know if it was the best option for you to do. I don’t mean to belittle your choice or render it meaningless, but things should be balanced. Give and take. If you just give there will nothing left to give in the end. You have to take too”<br><br>Nerissa folded her arms on Mallory’s knees and rested her chin on her arms, looking at the girl from very short distance. Her soft chest squeezed against Mallory’s legs. “I have a next question. Have you ever done something against the law? It doesn’t matter did you get caught or not. As long as it was something that is forbidden in this world. Your secrets are safe with me! I won’t tell anyone. Snitches get stitches like they say here.” Nerissa grinned playfully. Her tail was wagging slowly from side to side, splashing water.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>21-08-2020, 11:46:27</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9BmMCGl.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong><em>Albion </em><br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 25th, 2018 | 8:30PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Toshiro’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Warning</div><div class="spoiler_body">Kissing, groping, drugs</div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Classy as usual (https://i.imgur.com/sUMHI7S.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>Albion wasn’t ready to be second in this their game of passion. The surrounding world didn’t exist to him on their way to Toshiro’s place. He didn’t even notice people giving long, sometimes judging, stares at their direction. His eyes were on Toshiro and only on him. He didn’t say a word, but there was no need for useless words. His hands and body language told everything he needed to know. The way his hot kisses rained down on Toshiro’s neck, how his hands ventured on his body, feeling it up boldly like Toshiro was his already. <br><br>When Toshiro turned to open a lock of door into his apartment Albion wrapped his arms around him and pressed his body against the door with his. Toshiro could feel his teeth lightly scratching side of his neck as the man captured him between the door and himself. It was impossible not to notice that something hard was rubbing against his body. When the lock clicked as a sign of opening it was like a signal for Albion to grab his shoulder and turn him around. The way Albion handled Toshiro felt like this wouldn’t be a night of sweet love making but there would be some rough and sweaty things ahead of them. He kissed Toshiro like he was unable to keep himself from touching him. When they lips separated from one of those sinful kisses he was breathing faster.<br><br>Albion stopped to take his shoes off and looked at the small apartment then. Did it really matter did he have his shoes on or not in this pigsty? Toshiro’s question about him regretting seemed to be on point, because as soon as they entered into the apartment his companion’s attitude seemed to change. He tried not to make it too apparent how he was looking around. This was such a mess… How could he live like this? There was a brief look of disappointment on his face before he turned his back to Toshiro and ventured further in the apartment, heading into a kitchen. When the researched mentioned Marceline the white haired man had to look for her, but he was looking from too high to spot the cat.<br><br>“Put on some music. We don’t want to disturb your neighbors” Albion said almost nonchalantly as he rummaged through cabinets in the kitchen until he found a bottle of whiskey and two clean enough glasses. Yet in his words was a promise of things getting loud soon. He left Toshiro’s question hanging in the air. Albion poured generously in the glasses and surreptitiously took a tiny bottle (https://images.coplusk.net/project_images/133731/image/IMG_3295.jpg) out of his inner pocket. It was filled with a white powder, which Albion poured into one of the glasses and stirred it with his finger until the powder became impossible to see. He slipped the empty bottle back into his pocket and took both drinks before turning back to Toshiro.<br><br>“Drink this and I will reward you” He whispered into Toshiro’s ear with a cheeky smile as he placed the drugged drink into his hand and stepped back. Albion took just a small sip from his glass before he set it away. Calmly he pulled her tie off and let it slide down on the floor from his hand before yanking his jacket off and tossing it away. His eyes didn’t wander off from Toshiro when one by one he opened his shirt. Once Toshiro’s glass was empty Albion dropped his shirt down to his arms. “Do you want to talk about decor or…” He dipped his index and middle finger in his glass and drew a long, whiskey dripping line from his down to his bellybutton. “...do you want this?” He asked with that soft, low voice. His audacity was almost shocking. Albion knew damn well what he was doing and he wasn’t shy about it. He presented that well toned, fit body without a trace of shame. The white haired man let his shirt drop on the floor as he approached Toshiro and lowered one knee by his side, leaning near the man. <br><br>“Suck them…” He whispered and slipped those two fingers into Toshiro’s mouth. Albion bit his lip when he observed how Toshiro’s lips wrapped around his fingers. His free hand reached down, lower until he could feel up his crotch, arrogantly stroking him through the clothes. “I promise that this will be a night you will never forget” Albion whispered as he pulled his fingers away from his mouth. “Lick it” His voice was demanding, borderline ordering Toshiro into licking the whiskey from his naked chest.<br><br>The drug would affect in couple of minutes. There wasn’t much time left before Toshiro would start to feel dizzy and his world would succumb into darkness.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>21-08-2020, 16:17:06</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Family</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/4WYA2ZY.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a7/03/14/a703147d50902aa78ea9fc06d4f60cae.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Riko/Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 14th, 2001, 2PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Medical Wing Waiting Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Murder on my mind<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> "Mmmhm, this is a personal level of hospitality I reserve just for you, Hanna." The woman wanted to take Hanna out back and beat her until she was unrecognizable, but that was every time she encountered her so this was nothing new. Just more of the same annoyance. The veins in the ex-soldiers arms bulged, just like one did in her temple when that bitch had the nerve to say Carol would have wanted this and that it would be cruel to take the child away from her family. "Carol was her family. <em>We're</em> her family. We actually care about her, and anyone with eyes can tell you're doing this just to spite us and your sister. If she had known she'd die in childbirth, we all know she'd have willed us as her guardians." <br><br>Riko held back tears of frustration as she knew legally she could do nothing, and because of that, the poor child that Carol had sacrificed her life to bring into this world would suffer at the hands of an evil woman who only knew how to self-satisfy and degrade everyone around her. As she continued to spew more feces from her face, Riko suddenly felt a powerful, yet gentle hand grasp hers and she knew her husband was right by her side, giving her as much support as he could without flying off of his own handle at the ridiculousness of the situation. Who spoke about their own family that way? Who said "my sister is dead and I guess I've gotta watch out for her kid?" <br><br>No one in their right mind was who, and hopefully they could scrounge together enough evidence to show she was more than unfit as a parent. She honestly wished Hanna would just abandon the child. Just say fuck it all and disappear, leaving them to raise her with the love and care that her mother would've given if she was still around. But this bitch was going to be there the girls entire life just to make her and them suffer; Riko knew it in her heart. When she insulted Azmodiel by calling him "Demon" instead of his name, which was the equivalent of saying "Hey black, or hey Asian" to someone and extremely rude and racist, his fangs poked out just a tad from behind his lips.<br><br>&nbsp;The orb of fire the size of a jellybean seemed to intensify even further as he growled out, "I don't know how but I'm sure you've got some demon blood in you; you're worst than most of what I've seen on my side. But please, call me out of my name again...I <em>dare</em> you." She was more devious than some of the most cunning and conniving demons he'd ever faced. And oh how he wanted to let her blood like in his younger days, but Riko wouldn't let him. When they were interrupted by the nurse, all tension dropped and the facade once again returned to replace it. With barely a word, the couple went into the other room to see the baby. At least they'd get to see the bundle of joy Carol left behind for a short while before they had to get to work on getting the girl back home where she belonged and away from the evil witch that was her aunt.<br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>21-08-2020, 17:49:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nera's Apartment<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Teasing a Fox Demon<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> It was as obvious as the definition of his muscles that Nerissa's heat was affecting her incredibly heavily. Normally she'd flirt and things like that, but it was always extremely innocent. He knew of her feelings but she was a cute little thing who didn't seem to do more than flirt so he let it be. He even told his wife and she thought it was the cutest thing ever. She'd even <em>joked</em> about bringing her to the house when Ryusei wasn't home. Their relationship was a special one, and he would leave it at that, but it was special indeed. Especially since Nera was so young, and she still only had her first tail, he was just making sure she didn't do anything she would regret before she was sure. In a few hundred years, or maybe a thousand or so she'd grow eight more and become a full fledged Kitsune.<br><br>&nbsp;Right now though, he could not only smell her alluring scent, but feel just how intensely her own feelings were going all over the place. Every demon had their own biological thing that happened to them, and hers was this. He would be there to help her through it just as he said he would. He hadn't been waiting for too long when she joined him, and without missing a beat, she hugged herself against his arm. "No problem at all. Lead the way and I'm sure I'll love what you've done with your home." They hadn't been walking for long at all when he felt the presence of three demons, and a quick look their way showed that Nera hadn't been lying. The men had been in the spot they were standing for hours at least, and their corner had a clean line of sight to the front doors of SOPHE.<br><br>&nbsp;Were they really so blatant they were posting up outside of the most powerful military organization in the country, if not the entire world thanks to the powerful demons that worked there? Well...idiocy wasn't relegated to just one group or type of person. He had half a mind to leave her where she was and go put them in place where they'd stay for a good long while, but that would spoil the chipper mood she had so he didn't. Instead, he walked along, jumping into the almost one-sided conversation when he could and letting Nera enjoy walking down the street without worrying about getting assaulted or worse. <br><br>Before he'd left, he switched back to his human form, suppressing his power and appearing as nothing more than a silver fox who enjoyed his time at the gym. The trio following them had no idea who or what he really was, so they kept on following at such a steady distance that it was painfully obvious they had something planned. It was fine though; he <em>wished</em> they'd do something stupid. His own bloodlust had been acting up lately, and maybe this could help him calm down? He stopped thinking about them after a while, and would handle them if they actually tried anything more than tailing them to her place. <br><br>After she went shopping, he carried everything to her apartment and made sure to lock and deadbolt the door behind them before placing everything down in the kitchen. "Niiiiice place, Nerissa. It fits you well." He half expected a den out in the woods that she would have modified into a home as some demons did who wanted to feel closer to nature, but her apartment was just awesome. "And don't worry about me, I'm a patient man. You handle what you need and I'll be here when you're done." He could tell she was set on doing her routine as every time he offered to help, he was shut down. It was her way of showing thanks so all he could do was accept her hospitality.<br><br>&nbsp;When she left to change, he would admit that he peered toward the open door, but he wasn't so rude as to just walk to her bedroom and watch her changing. He wasn't some creep perv. He was here to protect her from demons, not be the one she needed protection from. When she returned, he kept it to himself that her dress seemed more like lingerie than a dress, but he enjoyed what he saw. He also accepted a cup of sake when she offered. The demon world had it's own powerful brews, but nothing was quite as tasty as sake. As they had their first drinks of the night, she asked if he did things like this often. <br><br>"Hmmm. Not specifically things like this, but I have helped both human and demon before with things that are hard to handle. I care about everyone at SOPHE, especially the people who work under me. I'm a leader, so it's not only my job to lead, but lead by example and be there if I'm needed. That's one of the reasons I was such a black sheep back in the demon world. I actually took care of my subordinates like a good leader should." She put her apron on and began to cook, offering him the chance to relax and watch TV or something.<br><br>&nbsp;He waved it off and opted to stay in the kitchen since there was more than enough room. And in his human form, he could even comfortably sit on the counter without worrying about breaking it. "It's fine. I think I'll keep you company if you won't let me help cook. What kind of guy would I be if I just go watch the game while you cook for me?" So with a smile, he hoisted himself up up onto a corner of the table and watched her work. He knew she was putting up a front, but if she slipped he wouldn't treat her badly. It wasn't like he didn't think she was cute and sensual. He just didn't want her to go down a road she wasn't sure of. <br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>22-08-2020, 00:33:44</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Family</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nMmZAzQ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 14th, 2001, 2PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Medical Wing Waiting Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Riko and her Demon husband, The Baby<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Oh look, the <em>bundle of joy.</em><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><hr><br>“Ah, that’s some pretty baseless claims if I do say so myself.” Hanna countered back to Riko, as the three walked and made their way to the room that held the little bundle Hanna would be taking care of. It wasn’t to say that Riko and Azmodiel were right, but then again, did Hanna really want to say that in front of one of the doctors? <br><br>Most likely not, but she couldn’t help but push more of their buttons; she might as well have some fun along the way.<br><br>“Carol was <em>my sister</em>, my only family left. Why wouldn’t I want to look after her dear, precious daughter after something so terrible happened?” The sheer reach that Hanna pulled on that statement was immeasurable, as she all but glanced back at Riko, her eyes sparkling with a taunting look, all more knowing that they couldn’t do much to fight this. She was doing them a service, giving them a glimmer of hope by just seeing the child. She knew that they had been helping in taking care of her, but that was all they were going to get.<br><br>“I will thank you for looking after her. Carol did choose good people to trust...” Her sentence trailed off, cutting the end of her sentence that would have implicated more...strained observations. Though there was an employee here with them, so she couldn’t be as honest as she would have liked. Finally making their way to the room, it appeared to be a regular maternity ward. With chairs along the walls for others to sit, in the middle of the room sat a nurse, and next to her, a small cradle, holding within the source of all this discourse.<br><br>“Ah, there she is~” Hanna’s tone was all but sickeningly sweet, a bit too over joyous to see the child. Wrapped in a soft pink blanket, the nurse took to cradling the child in her arms, before carefully handing Hanna the small bundle. <br><br>“She’s in perfect condition; no allergies or health defects of any kind that we could see.” The nurse was clear to say this, watching as Hanna held the girl. <br><br>“Good...” Hanna’s voice trailed off, as her eyes looked down at the baby in her arms. She couldn’t help but be quiet for a moment, examining the small child; so many things she saw of her sister in this girl. The same shade of skin, yet her hair resembled Carol’s husbands brown, and her eyes...<br><br>Those same eyes, so innocent and peaceful...<br><br>“Um..Miss Minato?” The spell was broken, and Hanna looked back at the nurse, the hint of a glare along her features. The snappy remark came immediately, and Hanna’s mask she tried so hard to keep up, slipped ever so slightly.<br><br><em>“What?”</em> <br><br>“U-uh...the child, she still needs a name for our records. The surname will stay the same, but a first name is still required...” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>22-08-2020, 04:40:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Nera’s home<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox behaving badly <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Warning</div><div class="spoiler_body">Groping</div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Just a simple home dress (https://images.anime-pictures.net/52f/52fd50e463695f427ca18cc38e4c70f0.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_655130-569x889-original-tetsu+tissue-long+hair-single-tall+image-blush.png)<br><br><hr><br>“A typical one?” Nerissa replied with a laugh on what kind of guy he would be if he just sat on a sofa while she did all cooking. “I would have to prepare my dinner anyway, so it’s not trouble at all to make more than I would make usually. You are the one doing a favor to me so you should get something out of it too. Even if it’s not much. Besides, you deserve to relax too.” <br><br>Their relationship was complicated one. Maybe not to Azmodiel, but to Nerissa. She had known from the very first moment she laid her eyes on Azmodiel that he was something she wanted, but destiny had decided otherwise. The fox demon was naturally drawn by a power, and Az was probably the strongest demon on this planet. It didn’t help at all that he had a charming personality too. His calm personality made Nera feel safe and it soothed her. Especially when she knew that it wasn’t such a simple feat for a war demon. Nerissa knew that there was whole another side of Az too. There were way too many demons who let their power become masters of them. Instead of letting his power control him Azmodiel was a master of his power. It was admirable. On top of that he was kind and loyal. A true family man.<br><br>Nerissa was so deep in a friend zone that she didn’t even see borders of it anymore. She appreciated Azmodiel greatly and liked to think him as her friend. The fox demon had no intention of trying to destroy his family. She liked Riko and Ryusei, despite the fact that she felt like they were standing between her and Azmodiel in a way. On other hand, she and Riko were very different kind of women, so if Riko was Az’s type she never had a chance, and never would have. Nerissa felt like this demon would always be out of her reach, no matter what would happen in future. It was a devastating thought and at the same time she was comforted by the thought that Azmodiel would always stay as her friend. It was bittersweet. Nerissa didn’t want to destroy whatever it was that was between them by trying to get something that just wasn’t meant for her. After all, Az was kind, or weird, enough to let her give him small kisses, touch his naked parts and ogle at him as much as she wanted to.<br><br>Despite her, somewhat, noble thoughts the girl was now standing near Azmodiel and reached over him to pick up a box of raspberries from his other side. A demon or a human form. It didn’t matter to her. She liked both of them. Her soft lips touched lightly Az’s chest. The fox demon was standing on her toes to reach him and when her lips trailed higher to the man’s neck she climbed partially on the counter, her standing on one knee on the counter. “It’s nice to have a man in the house. Especially when it’s you. This place feels so big and empty when I’m here alone.” A demon or a human form. It didn’t matter to her. She liked both of them. The girl took a red berry between her lips and leaned closer, letting her lips touch Az’s as she placed the raspberry gently between his lips. “I enjoy from serving you” Nera whispered as she looked into his eyes.<br><br>Then she nimbly got down from the counter and returned to prepare their meal. To her it was a great show of discipline and will power. Though in her thoughts she didn’t leave things at that, but that was a different matter! She couldn’t be judged just from thinking something. If she didn’t have something allowed for her hands to do she would likely be doing something she really shouldn’t. That’s why Nera didn’t let Az help her with preparing the food. It was better for both of them. The fox demon returned back into a casual conversation with Az.<br><br>Nerissa made them pork chops with sweet and sour glaze and garlic butter potatoes and green salad as side dishes. Once the table was set she asked Az to sit down. The fox demon wasn’t kidding about being happy to serve him. She was ready to bounce as soon as there was a hint of that the man wanted his glass or plate filled. She herself wasn’t that hungry, but she ate some for company’s sake. Nerissa felt proud of the meal. It succeeded better than she had thought it would. Usually she forgot something and it ended up eating way more crispier food that was intended, but now she had somehow managed to cook it all perfectly. <br><br>For a dessert there was a whipped cream mixed with raspberry jam, garnished with cookies and fresh raspberries. “I’m not sure if I was supposed to hear your call to Riko, but…” Nerissa said as she placed the small desser bowl in front of Azmodiel. <em>I heard it anyway.</em> “She is very understanding woman. You are lucky to have her.” And she is even luckier, Nerissa thought. “Can I ask what you meant with that you wouldn’t do <em>that </em>without her permission. I think I know what you meant with<em> that</em>, but… Does she really give you a permission sometimes?” That puzzled her. It sounded like their relationship was way more complicated than she had thought originally. <br><br>The fox demon had been admirably patient so far, but it looked like her patience was growing thin as she sat on edge of dining room’s table and stirred the raspberry whipped cream with her finger slowly while keeping eye contact with Az. She scooped whipped cream on her finger and slowly drew a line with it from the war demon’s chest all the way down, nearing edge of his. Nerissa suckled whatever remains were still on her finger from the dessert with her tongue before she leaned closer and her tongue touched the man’s skin, licking the small mess she had just made. “Would you like to take a bath? I could run you a bath…” She didn’t say it aloud, but by the time her hungry lips were moving lower it was clear that the idea wasn’t to let Azmodiel enjoy from that bath alone. The fox demon knew perfectly well that she wasn’t supposed to do that, but she had been resisting it for so long. Didn’t she deserve a small treat from that? She had done this, and much more with plenty of dirty details in her mind and steamy daydreams, so wasn’t it just natural that she would take advantage of an opportunity like this?&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>22-08-2020, 07:08:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro | Date Marceline<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless | Mentions: Azmodiel, Matsumoto Oei<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, but with a few more wrinkles in his clothing and a far more disheveled head of hair. | A red nylon collar with a small golden bell<br><hr>“If I try and draw the entire field then there's only going to enough room for every Jollytwill to be not much more than a dot.” Toshiro spoke in a somewhat flat matter-of-factly voice as was typical when his attention was brought to task, his words starting to lack the previously playful kindness that usual accompanied them in more casual conversation. “There had to be just one at some point, the first or the last, there's a time where one of everything ends up alone.” Toshiro knew that this was a rather unnecessarily pedantic point made not out of condemnation towards what he viewed as Kyless' incorrect assessment of the drawn Jollytwill's solitary existence, and more an absent minded remark spawned from the lion's share of his focus was evenly split between actively listening to Kyless' tale, and completing his drawing. Hardly needing the drawing to remain accurate to precisely remember the details of the moment, he began to roughly sketch in the general shapes of Jollytwills in the background, their catching of the breeze indicated in long flowing strokes of softly laid granite.<br><br>There was no missing the troubled furrowing of Toshiro's brow at Kyless' mention of a demon's death potentially being little more than a transitory state of being. In spite of his largely pacifistic approach to resolving the tension that had built between the demon and human populations since the demonic incursion through the gate, Toshiro had little doubt that the world would be better place if some demons, much like some humans, were permanently removed from it. Looking up at Kyless for a moment, he tapped the tip of of his pencil idly against the silver case that once held the bracelet in silence before stating with resignation, “I guess without certain demons coming back as a possibility, we humans wouldn't have to worry about VOID.” Glancing to to his pencil for a moment as it rapped against the metal surface one last time, a thought suddenly came to Toshiro, a grim idea, but potentially a necessary one that he would delve into later.<br><br>In response to the conclusion of Kyless' tale of the Jagraws and Jollytwills, Toshiro stared at his finished drawing in silence as he contemplated what he had heard. Utter revulsion tore across his mind, unmitigated disgust towards the idea that Kyless had betrayed someone she had built a connection with for something as trivial as a freedom to play or a desire to combat rules simply for their having the audacity to exist. For a moment he could feel his hands trembling in spite of himself, his eyes narrowed at he turned his gaze back towards Kyless wondering at how perversely alien a mind must be to consider ever inflicting such cruelty on one that they had professed to care for, one that they had claimed to love. Closing his eyes and taking in a large breath of air before slowly releasing it and then repeating, he considered the tale at length, specifically the actions of its protagonist, the Last. <br><br>Pushing aside the obvious quandary regarding whether the tale was partially or entirely fabricated, Toshiro decided to take everything stated for face value, because were it true then that was that, however even how a fiction is told had something to say regarding its teller. Contrary to what a mortal might ordinarily expect, and in spite of what Toshiro perceived on the initial telling, the Last remarkably bore no apparent ill will towards Kyless in the story, despite what could be seen as treachery on her part. He did not cry out a curse or wish for vengeance upon her, instead granting her either the gift, or obligation, of forever remembering the Valley of the Jollytwills in all of its inspiring visual detail, a task one would not bestow on someone who they did not trust, as such a person could easily discard such an endeavor without consequence.<br><br>To Toshiro the importance of the Last's place in the story extended beyond who he had been, his lot in life, and the actions he had taken, what was truly interesting to Toshiro was how large his part in the narrative was compared to Kyless and how, unlike in the tale of the Nosthervim and the Yeshawl, how she was personally involved to a significant degree. Scooting along the smooth waxed floor until he was nearly shoulder to bare shoulder with Kyless, Toshiro leaned forward to catch her gaze as she looked downward, his long slender body contorting at the waist with shades of the same nonchalant grace and flexibility displayed by Marcelline. Meanwhile the certainly a cat herself stretched out across Kyless' exposed right thigh on to Toshiro's left, bridging the gap between them with her very unremarkable weight.<br><br>Toshiro hadn't missed the somewhat reticent pauses that accompanied what Kyless had wrought upon the Last and his charge, and with a sympathetic yet curious voice he asked softly, “Rules, Jollytwills, and wisdom aside, what was the Last like? You had a lot to say about him in his role as protector, so you must have known him pretty well, but you barely said anything about your time together with him apart from how it ended. How did you get to know him beyond just finding him one day?” He knew there was a chance this was a sad subject for Kyless, and as much as it pained Toshiro to admit, he hoped that such was the case.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>23-08-2020, 05:41:52</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>There's Always a Price</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 10th, 2019, 10:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Minato House<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hanna, Mallory (Mention), Finches (Mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> OK...<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Camo Top/Jeans<br><hr><br>The Finch family had a thing for old movies. Not Kevin so much, but Jack and especially Hadley. If Hadley hadn't been born with an AK in her hands, she might have ended up an actress. Instead, she was a sharpshooter who just happened to hold family movie nights every Sunday. There were Westerns, of course, lots of them. And war movies of course, where plucky soldiers beat insurmountable odds with grit and bullets. But others too. <br><br>Kevin felt like he was stuck in one of them right now. That one from the sixties with all the Simon and Garfunkel songs that Dad complained about. The stoner hippie singers, not the movie. Kevin for the moment was more reminded of the plot. How the older neighbor lady mother maneuvered to ensure the male lead stayed away from her daughter. <br><br>Kevin stiffened like a board. And not in the way that Mrs. Minato would have wanted. The doubt and suspicion that had been building up was now pretty much confirmed. And as she advanced, he retreated. One thing his parents had taught him was that there was no shame in a tactical retreat. And he didn't think he'd survive the shame of holding his ground this time. "Really, Mrs. Robinson, er Minato, I gotta get going. Thanks for everything. Tell Mal I'll see her at the party." <br><br>Fortunately, the door was on the opposite side of the room, away from Hanna, and since far from Hanna was where Kevin decided he needed to be at this point, it worked really well for him. Still, by the time he made it back to the house, he was white as a sheet. And it took <em>a lot</em> to scare Kevin Finch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>23-08-2020, 06:01:28</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Asmodiel, Ryusei, Leasick Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Training<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Tank Top and Shorts<br><hr><br>Kevin breathed a little easier with Leasick's arrival. Now they had... well they still didn't have a fighting chance. Azmodiel would just crank up the power on his end. But it would make things more interesting. And the more the learned, the better prepared they'd be for the real thing. That's what training was all about. Beating Az, that was just a dream.<br><br>But with that, he counted three, then charged. As promised, he moved to hit low, sweep the leg, get Azmodiel off balance (like that was a thing for their demonic boss.) But at least if Azmodiel was busy looking down, that meant he'd be looking less up, where Ryusei and Leasick were sure to go, and Leasick, with his demonic arm, and Ryusei with the demonic half of his DNA, both had a much better shot of actually landing something than Kevin did. It was something Kevin knew, and put with his calculations. Pride, well pride would get you killed. Knowing what you had, what others had, and what to do with it, that was far more important, and more likely to lead to your survival and those you were trying to protect. If Kevin's teammates had advantages he didn't, that was something to be thankful for, and to shoot for in his own right, rather than be jealous of. If Mallory just got that from watching today, it would be invaluable, though Mal didn't really have a pride problem, so maybe the concept would be less important to her than it was to him. <br><br>Still, Kevin moved fast. He had gotten a lot faster since these training sessions started, as slow would get him beaten black and blue. He zigged left before... zigging left again. Right would have been obvious, and Kevin had learned that the obvious never worked against Azmodiel (or a lot of other people.) It was only then that he moved in, legs first, to see what he could snag.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>23-08-2020, 06:14:54</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nera's Apartment<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Teasing a Fox Demon<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Nerissa, even though she was just being kind and polite, was very kind and polite. He almost felt rude just letting her do what she normally did, but extra for him. However, it was obvious that she wanted to do this so he could only go along and enjoy her hospitality. "Alright. I'll be in your care." It was funny though that she wanted him to relax, which was the last thing he was able to do with her practically throwing herself at him all night. He was still putting up some resistance, but that was beginning to fail, and before long this little fox was going to have a big problem on her hands...and all over the rest of her too. However, due to his control, it allowed him to accomplish a great many things; like notice how beautiful all of the females at SOPHE were. <br><br>More than a few had caught his eye over the years, but he only looked and never touched unless his wife was on board with it. He'd learned early on in their relationship that even holding back as much as he could, the power and stamina of a 10,000 year old War Demon was a lot to handle, even for one of the finest trained humans on the planet. Sometimes his beloved needed rest, and so they had made a deal. As long as she approved, he could <em>play</em> with others, especially if she could join in on the fun. It wasn't an all the time thing, and it was usually reserved for people they were close with, but it definitely helped her last the test of time as Azmodiel's wife and one true love.<br><br>&nbsp;So had he noticed Nerissa's crush? Of course. Had he noticed all the flirtations and inappropriate innuendo and things like that? Obviously. But he'd been trying so hard to maintain his control and be a good Commander. All things changed in this life though, and tonight, their relationship would it seemed as well. While he was in thought, Nerissa walked over and stretched around him to get some raspberries, and then kissed his chest. The sake, her heat, and everything else combined caused his resolve to falter ever so slightly, and her lips caused him to shiver. It wasn't powerful, but it was definitely noticeable to her being so close.<br><br>&nbsp;"A house always feels better when you've got someone with you. I don't know what I'd do without a woman's touch in mine," he managed to get out before she decided to feed him a raspberry with a kiss. Their lips touched and he didn't try to stop it. He just chewed and swallowed as she told him she enjoyed serving him. That clearly meant more than one thing, and his thoughts were starting to swim. No one in the world could look at that and be confused about her intentions. <br><br>"I wouldn't mind you serving me more often if this is what you call service." The elder demon locked eyes with her, and he could see the want and lust deep within her. He already knew how tonight was going to end. It couldn't happen any other way he finally realized. After she cooked, he at least helped set the table and pulled her chair out for her. The meal was delicious, and whenever he asked for anything like a refill or more food, she was already in action.<br><br>&nbsp;She hadn't been kidding about serving him. They finished with dinner, and then she served dessert which definitely hit the spot. He almost choked when she suddenly asked about the call he made earlier to Riko. "Hmmm you're tougher than I thought. I coulda swore you were unconscious for that," he said with just a tiny bit of deflection before deciding to just answer her. Things would be easier that way. "She <em>is</em> very understanding, and I'm more than lucky. She changed my life and made it worth living again after I lost everything back home and came to this world. <br><br>She's the light that pushes away my darkness." Sighing and leaning back, he ran a hand through his hair. "Yes, our conversation was about me not pushing you down and giving you untold pleasures until the sun comes up...without her permission. And she does give me permission to play with others because she's human and sometimes she can't handle <em>everything</em> I have to give. A nice compromise is that we both can have fun with someone else, and I don't break my wife in half. Plus she knows I would never hurt her, so I tell her everything." Finally, it seemed Nerissa had had enough of waiting, and she actually created a happy trail of whipped cream on his chest that led directly down to his pants. Even with her skillful tongue, she didn't get all of it, and offered to run him a bath. "Let's do that. I think we could both use a hot bath. I could wash your back." The deal was all but sealed at this point, and Azmodiel was glad for it, as resisting the beautiful fox had been immensely difficult, and it was starting to show with how much tighter his pants had become after her last demonstration.<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>23-08-2020, 08:17:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro, <em>Albion</em><br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 25th, 2018 | 8:30PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Toshiro's Place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Albion</em><br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="" class="spoiler_header">CONTENT WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body">Licking, sucking, and drugging.</div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An unbuttoned charcoal gray suit jacket, a loose fitting tie black tie with gray stripes, and dress pants with a white button up shirt and a pair of worn running shoes. Carrying around a messenger bag covered with iconography from various bands, cartoons, and video games. <br><hr><br>With another long and yet over all too soon kiss to tide him over while for the brief moment they had to be apart, Toshiro turned his now exceedingly warm face from Albion towards his phone. Not one to break from a night's musical tone, a few swipes of the researcher's phone had the tense silence laced with the smooth instrumentation (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ylXk1LBvIqU) of Miles Davis pouring out from every corner of the apartment, not quite as abrasive as the early Tom Wait's fair Tulip had a taste for back at the Indigo Lounge, but perfect for background listening during matters that deserved one's complete attention. Hearing the soft chinking of glasses clattering together above the swelling music, Toshiro brought his gaze back towards his seemingly increasingly comfortable house guest just in time to miss the small bottle vanish into his coat.<br><br>“Well if you'll reward me...” Toshiro spoke with feigned resignation as he raised his eyebrows both at the the dramatics present in Albion's language and the implication that he needed a reason to throw back another glass of whatever Albion had retrieved from Toshiro's limited kitchen. Once again finding himself staring through the bottom of an empty glass, he placed it down on an end table, a dark ring forming over the stack of notes covering it just in time to see Albion's shirt falling down his arms. Once again it didn't matter what Albion said, only that his unusually sensual and low voice was&nbsp; rattling around Toshiro's head and coursing through his body as he stared in appreciation for the training hardened body, its surface surprisingly smooth for the action it had seen over years of action.<br><br>There was no getting around the fact, Albion was leading, his every word dripping with a mixture of command and strength that Toshiro couldn't help, despite all his struggling, to find irresistible. While he usually found a contrast between one's occupation and their role in the bedroom to be a turn on, he couldn't help but find an exception to the rule in the usually calm and cool Albion. His was usually a laid back personality that Toshiro could see being forced into all kinds of&nbsp; degrading circumstances, so the idea that he was secretly one to take charge in his intimate relations, in stark contrast to his public persona, was undeniably sexy. <br><br>Taking hold of Albion's presented arm, Toshiro gazed into those green eyes with silent acceptance of his part in their dance before bringing Albion's hand slowly towards his mouth, and briefly pressing his lips against the sides of the fingers offered to feel the roughness of those well worn hands against his mouth. Then with a sly smile he slid both fingers past his lips, his tongue slowly savoring taste of the whiskey's slight honeyed backing against the mildly salty taste of Albion's skin, the sensation of his fingers against Toshiro's tongue both abrasive yet warm and somewhat comforting. Toshiro looked back up into Albion's face with his fingers still half submerged in Toshiro's mouth, the corners of which pulled back in a wicked grin as his teeth dug somewhat forcefully against their prisoner.<br><br>The promise of a night never forgotten meant little to a man who never forgot anything, but if simply the sight of snowflakes brushing against Albion's skin had been enough to bring Toshiro's lips to his skin, there was little chance of resistance at the opportunity to lap whiskey from the smooth chest of the silver haired man. Letting out a long and low breath at the sensation of Albion's hand caressing him over his pants, Toshiro rose his tall lithe frame along the left side of Albion's chest, kissing and allowing his tongue to trail along the contours of Albion's well defined musculature. Passing over those beautiful and well defined pectorals, Toshiro couldn't help but lightly lap at Albion's nipple, giving it a light coating of moisture before gently blowing on it. Looking up at Albion's face for a moment to gauge his reaction and seeing that his teasing had its desired effect, Toshiro greedily sucked at Albion's chest as his hands straddled the along the sides of his exposed torso.<br><br>Finally making his way to the base of the trail to the promised land, that line of whiskey that surely promised sweeter rewards at its end, Toshiro began to make his way down the center of Albion's chest, his tongue greedily lapping a stronger flavor of what Albion's finger's had teased. However as Toshiro neared closer and closer to Albion's belt line, the stirring in his head and sense that the world was whirling below up seemed to rise in intensity against him, the music reverberating at the crisp notes began to slur into a cacophony of entangled tones, and the once eager fingers that had been struggling with Albion's belt buckle seemed to lose all dexterity as Toshiro's body slowly collapsed back into the couch, his half open eyes struggling against what his dazed mind assumed had been an overabundance of alcohol. <br><br>“I'm... m'sorry I think... there should still be some... some coffee I just gotta...” Trying to get to his feet, it immediately felt as is someone had torn the floor out from under Toshiro as he immediately collapsed back into the couch. <em>'No this shouldn't be the whiskey.'</em> Toshiro thought to himself as his usually rapid mind struggled to process even the most simple of thoughts, <em>'I've had far more to drink on nights like this and I usually at least made it past the first round.'</em> Rolling his eyes towards Albion, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed to have his flame see him like this on the cusp of their romance, but at the very least he was glad he wasn't alone for whatever this ever more terrifying sense of powerlessness ended up being.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>23-08-2020, 09:15:02</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Nera’s home<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox problems<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing in the end<br><br>Oh. Her concept of serving meant much more than just making sure that his belly was full. Nerissa was like a perfect little housewife, ripped right out from pages of How to be a perfect housewife manual from the 50s. She had those chaotic demon personality traits, but her house was clean, she loved serving her man in both kitchen and bedroom and on top of that she was a total eye candy. The girl had embraced this world. To a young demon it was easy to adjust into a new life and forget old ways. <br><br>“I’m a demon too” Nerissa stated with a little playful smirk. “I like to think that I’m much tougher than you give me credit for. However you have the right to accuse me from a white lie, because I didn’t even try to correct you simply because I like being near you. I think you can’t blame a lonely girl for wanting her simple, innocent fun.”<br><br>That was a very detailed description. It didn’t help her at all gaining control of herself, and her wandering hands. “Perhaps I’m mistaken. I don’t remember you saying a thing about pressing me down and giving me all those pleasure. Or not giving them.” Az didn’t need to read her mind. It was so obvious that her mind went through the play he had painted in her mind, in its every little dirty detail. And the fox demon loved thought of the war demon simply pressing her down and satisfying her carnal needs, which made her body burn so she pressed her thighs together and had to squeeze Az’s arm so she wouldn’t touch the parts of her body that wanted to be touched so badly it was driving her crazy. <br><br>“You are such a sweet sadist Az. You tell me all this knowing perfectly well how I feel and how I can’t. I shouldn’t.” The fox demon sat on his knee. Not in a way that a child would sit, but sighing as she pressed her body against his thigh. Her lips brushed the man’s neck. “In this state of mind all I can think of is that primal demonic lust that is in you, how your hard body would feel against me and the great ecstasy you could gift to me with that merciless and oh so sweet loving.”<br><br>The fox demons had a high sex drive. It differed greatly from the humans. Nerissa was a single. It was impossible to know if she had one night stands because if she did she didn’t talk about them, and Az might not be interested about such gossip anyway. During her time in the SOPHE the girl had talked about some guy couple months back, but she had stopped talking about him as fast as it had all started. The relationship met its end fast. It was likely that there was lots of pent-up sexual frustration in her, which showed as a flirty behaviour. The fox demon filled her void of affection by sharing generously hugs and little kisses to her friends, and allowing them to fondle her fluffy ears. The fox had already almost given a heart attack to two new recruits who thought that she was just a simple fox wandering on hallways of the SOPHE and used a good amount of time stroking her silky fur, until she surprised them by returning to her more humane form. <br><br>“Mmh… So you do that kind of things.” There was no judgement in her voice. “I used to do that too. Not as a third wheel, but my husband liked to watch me with another woman and I have to admit that I enjoyed from that too. As long as I got the burn that a woman can’t quench put out with the real thing.” Az was probably one of the few people who knew that she was a widow. In her legal documents she had the name of Nerissa Cavallaro. Her background check had came back clean and no one investigated more Michael Cavallaro’s past because he had died two years before Nera joined into the SOPHE. The late husband was the reason why Nera had such a nice place and why there was still furniture that didn’t look like something she would pick herself. Nerissa didn’t like being called Mrs Cavallaro because it just reminded her of that she was left alone. Mr Cavallaro had had the audacity to die on her! <br><br>Being reminded of her husband, and maybe the offer from a backwash, got Nerissa gather what small shreds of self control she had left and stop caressing Az’s neck with her eager tongue. “Mmh… I would love that” She took his hand into hers and kissed his knuckles before she got up. <br><br>The fox demon knew that the last thing they needed was a hot bath. What they needed was something extremely unsexual. Like making a puzzle or reading about physics. Instead she let a hot water run in the tub, poured some bubble bath soap into the water and placed small candles around the bath. As the demoness watched the water flow and lit the candles she couldn’t help but wonder about the situation she had got herself into. She knew that what she was, trying, to do was wrong. Very wrong. Yet there wasn’t enough strength in her to resist Az. In any sense. So she put her trust in the old demon’s endless patience and self-discipline. Surely Az would be able to control himself if she couldn’t control herself. Right? The fact that she had felt something hard against her leg when she sat on his thigh that… that was just a natural reaction and it had nothing to do with her. Right?<br><br>“Az, please come in” the fox demon called. The door was open and the girl dimmed the lights so the source of light came from small candles scattered around the room. She stood barefoot under a shower that wasn’t on. Her golden eyes locked to Az’s the girl slowly slid straps of her dress down and let her dress fall on the floor. All that there was left were her small black panties, and soon they were gone too. The warm lively light played on her shapes of her body. Her body was stunning. Long, slender limbs, legs that looked endlessly long. Her body had a hour glass shape. Tiny little waist with feminine wide hips and perfectly formed large breasts, almost too big for her petite body. Pink nipples, which Az had felt too clearly before through her dress when she pressed her body against his. The way Nerissa dressed told that she liked to show her body, but this was the first time Azmodiel saw it without a string covering it, in its full glory.<br><br>Her hand reached for a knob of the shower and turned it on. Warm water rained down on her, watering her long hair and tail, running down along her skin. Small water drops on her long dark eyelashes the girl blinked as she looked at the man who filled the doorway with his presence. “Do you need a hand getting out of your clothes?” Nera asked as the water glistened on her body. This was such a bad idea. In name of everything sacred, why I’m so weak? Nerissa was starting to forget why it was wrong to touch in the first place. Her chest heaved, just from the excitement of ravishing the war demon with her eyes.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>23-08-2020, 11:03:26</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9BmMCGl.jpg)(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong><em>Albion</em> / Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 25th, 2018 | Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Toshiro’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Serious content Warning</div><div class="spoiler_body">Drugging, humiliating, violence, homophobia</div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Bottom half of a suit (https://i.imgur.com/sUMHI7S.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>Albion stood still. He looked at Toshiro, how he obediently he did every thing he had asked him to do. So willingly. There was a small, malicious glimmer in his green eyes. Something Toshiro should have noticed sooner, but he was probably blind to see it in his friend’s eyes or simply didn’t want to believe what he saw. One could think that his breathing would become faster, heavier as the man’s lips and tongue moved on his body. Instead Albion stayed calm. Strangely calm considering the situation and that he had been strongly aroused just a moment ago. When Toshiro played with his nipple he received a frustrated look instead of delighted or excited. <br><br>The white haired man waited patiently, allowing Toshiro to play with his body. It wouldn’t take long. His hands were clumsy already. It wasn’t that hard to open a simple belt buckle. When the researcher slumped down on the couch a cruel luster of a predator lit in Albion’s eyes. He didn’t do a thing to help his friend. When there should have been a genuine worry of a sudden turn into worse in Toshiro’s condition there was a cold indifference instead. It was like a mask of caring and hot lust melted away, revealing something Toshiro didn’t want to see. Albion looked at the man like a rabbit in a trap. <br><br>It was like a prelude of a nightmare. Albion didn’t present questions that were normal in a situation like this. Like are you okay or do you need help. The bare chested man stepped closer and grabbed Toshiro from his hair, pulling his face close to his. This wasn’t a playful sexy pull, but a crude yank where he hold his hair like he had a personal grudge on Toshiro and wanted to rip off a clump of hair. <br><br>“This is what you want? Is this what you want?! You act like my friend but in the end you just want my body. Are you stupid?” Albion asked with a sardonic voice. “Look at yourself! What makes you think I would want to be with you? You are despicable! You put up that friend act when you just want to do perverted, sick things to me. You disgust me!” The man growled like an animal. He looked Toshiro in the eyes in a way he had never done before. His green eyes were filled with scorn and hate. Like throwing those words at Toshiro’s face wasn’t enough, Albion spat on his face before whipping him down on the floor from his hair. <br><br>The worst part was that Albion seemed to enjoy from seeing Toshiro’s expression change. He found more pleasure from seeing his heart shattering into tiny pieces than he had found from his touch. “You filthy faggot! Perverted little creep! You are trash! Do you hear me, trash?! Stay down where you belong!” His heartless insults rained down with furious kicks. Albion kicked the defenseless man on the floor like he was venting out all hatred and rage inside him. He continued assaulting him verbally and physically until he was out of breath, panting, while the jazz music played softly at the background. <br><br>“You filthy human! You should be grateful that I don’t end your miserable life right here.” Albion finished and spat on him one more time before he brushed his hair out of his face. After so much violence Toshiro should be in a hospital state because Albion had went all out and that much damage from a soldier should be more than enough to injure Toshiro seriously. Yet he wasn’t. <br><br>Thinking that her victim was unconscious already, because he had stopped responding in any way to her kicks and shouting, the fox demon allowed her illusion to wear off. Instead of Albion’s back Toshiro saw a topless fox demon. Her big fluffy tail almost brushing floor as she walked to pick up her clothes. Instead of a suit jacket and shirt there was now a woman’s jacket and blouse. The demoness took a towel from the kitchen and wiped her chest. “Disgusting… You creep…” she murmured and tossed the towel away before pulling her shirt on. She gargled her mouth with a whiskey and spat the whiskey on the floor.<br><br>Nerissa rummaged through the apartment, not caring from the mess she made. She took a bag she found and shoved the hanniwa doll in there with money she got from Toshiro’s wallet. There wasn’t much more worth taking. There were no jewels, brand clothes or… really anything else but a mess. At some point Marceline appeared near Toshiro, hissing at the fox demon who took the nearest thick book and threw it at the cat. Marceline dodged just barely and disappeared under a couch. <br><br>The pink haired demon didn’t bother to check if Toshiro was still breathing or not. That wasn’t her problem. So much trouble and she didn’t even get a proper loot! And she did such disgusting things with this human! Just thinking it sent cold shivers through her spine. But the thought of Toshiro’s face when pretended Albion shouted his insults to him and the feeling of kicking the tall human did warm her heart. That was a feeling one couldn’t buy with money! Nerissa took the bag and her jacket before she disappeared into the night, leaving helpless Toshiro behind.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>24-08-2020, 04:56:56</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nera's Apartment<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Teasing a Fox Demon<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> "Indeed, you are a demon. You're just so young. In a thousand years you'll have all your tails and will be a force to be reckoned with. I look forward to seeing you blossom into your full power." He sighed with a good natured shrug of his shoulders when she admitted to her little white lie. It was of no consequence, so there was nothing to think about or forgive. It didn't hurt anyone, and if anything, could actually help Nera with both her current situation, and make the relationship between them stronger. "It's fine. A white lie never hurt anyone, and of course I can't blame you for liking what you like. Like you said, it's innocent fun. And we both could use some fun, right?" It was obvious where the night was heading, but Nera kept steering them ever closer like a woman on a mission. <br><br>He couldn't help but respect her drive. She wanted him, and she was doing everything in her power to get him. And who was he to deny her something she was working so hard for? Besides, it wasn't like he found her unattractive. In fact, the sexy little fox could prove a mighty distraction and more than a few stray thoughts had been focused on her. He was definitely going to enjoy himself, and make sure she did as well. As they spoke, her hands traveled his body like a map, and he loosened up, spreading his legs and making it easier for her to enjoy himself. He held off touching her for now because he knew how badly she wanted it. She was going to go crazy by the time he was done. <br><br>"You only listened to my half of the conversation. You didn't hear what Riko said," the grizzled demon said with a grin as he drug his lips along Nera's ear. She ended up pulling herself up onto his thigh, and he could feel the heat radiating off her, which was saying something since his internal temperature was higher than an industrial boiler. Reaching down to grip her thigh ever so slightly, he grinned at her, his eyes glowing with a sinister gleefulness. As she spilled her deepest desires, his fingers splayed and drew little shapes on her supple flesh, going and down, nearing her center but drawing back at the last moment. <br><br>"Well what would you do if I said I like the way you think. I like it a lot and think you should act on every desire that comes over you tonight?" Then he leaned closer and slid his hand even further up her thigh, teasing her sweet and juicy tenderness the entire time. She'd awakened that primal lust she was talking about, and now, she was his prey. He knew about her husband, and was sorry the poor thing had been left alone like that. He wouldn't know what to do if he lost Riko, but he sympathized. This wouldn't bring him back, but maybe him coming around once in a while could help her keep her mind off things? And they could have fun at the same time. <br><br>"Yeah, Riko and I have something like that. So since we're of the same mind, that'll make things a lot smoother since we already know where we stand." After agreeing to the bath, she kissed his knuckles. got up, and went to run the bath water. He stood entirely still in the hall as she prepared the bath, and once it was ready, he walked into the bathroom through the open door, then closed it behind him. Slowly, his human form seemed to burn and crumble away as his horns gradually grew out, as did his hair. And his eyes went from the regal gold to a wild, fiery red. Even his ears grew pointed, and his already well-muscled frame became a chiseled masterpiece as his height increased.<br><br>&nbsp;As Nerissa was undressing, he was revealing his true form, as he would give her <em>all</em> of him tonight. A low growl rumbled from his throat as he watched her, and as he walked closer, he began to undress himself even as she offered to help while water cascaded down her perfect frame. "No need. I'll be quick." He plucked off the gloves that appeared with his true form, then removed his coat and set it on the floor. Boots and socks were removed next, and then finally his belt and his pants, leaving him in nothing but form fitting boxer briefs, revealing a very large form within them. Finally, he took his underwear off and left them on the floor in a pile. As naked as the day he was born, he walked to the tub and stepped inside facing her. Without words, he reached down with one hand and gripped the soft globe of her ass, pulling her against him and letting her feel just how hard she'd made him, then leaned forward and planted his lips against hers as the water cascaded down and turned his hair into soggy strings. She was his now. And he would show the little fox demon untold pleasures.<br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>24-08-2020, 06:57:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor, Seated in Front of a Large, Bright Window<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Smart and Strange Doctor Toshiro and his Peculiar Marceline<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, and sneezing small, magical fireworks.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her bells, her usual, Mayan-like clothes, and Toshiro's gift.</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><em>The Doctor Toshiro wanted to know more about the Last?</em> A small smile crept on the dark blue edges of Kyless’ lips as he stopped her gaze from falling, <em>catching</em> it somehow. The trickster knew what the Doctor Toshiro wanted immediately, what it was that he was <em>searching</em> so desperately for. The human word ‘friend’. Or perhaps ‘family’. Or maybe ‘beloved’. But… These were all <em>human</em> terms, complicated and… <em>not</em>-correct. Not here. Not with the Last. <em>And</em>things needed to be correct with the Last. “I only met the Last three times. The first to see his burden, the last to break it, and the <em>middle</em>... I suppose the middle does not matter, for it was due to <em>my</em> troubles then, and not <em>his</em>. But Demons… <em>We</em> are not like humans, Doctor Toshiro. Time is not the same for us. Humans… You become close with more <em>time</em>, yes? But for us, time is endless, and full of twists, and turns and loops. It is so easy to get lost in, that we do not use time to measure closeness. We do not use time to become <em>ad</em>-<em>ja</em>-<em>cent</em>. Instead we use our <em>magic</em>.” The Doctor Toshiro was close to her now, <em>ad</em>-<em>ja</em>-<em>cent</em> even. He was upset and did not wish to be. The trickster did not wish for the Doctor Toshiro to be upset either.<br><br>Kyless paused, and swirled air her dark blue cheeks. She had confused the Doctor Toshiro. He spoke as if the Jagraw were <em>some</em>times alone. But the Last was never alone, only <em>lonely</em>, in a different form than the Rest. <em>She was not telling the story of the Jawgraw very good. But how could she tell something without show?</em> Her magic was small today, <em>this</em> day. She could not show the Doctor Toshiro <em>any</em>thing, let alone his <em>wrong</em>things. Kyless let the air <em>pop</em> out of her cheeks, letting her dark blue lips audibly bubble and fizz with frustration. &nbsp;“Pff….” Humans did not have magic. <em>How did she teach magic to a human, a human who spoke a different, tricky language?</em> Kyless wrinkled her nose at the human glass, golden eyes still on the Outside on the <em>other</em>side, never leaving, not yet, savoring their naturalistic view for a moment more. “There!” <br><br>The trickster exclaimed and pointed to a new cloud in the blue sky, on the <em>other</em>side of the human glass, drifting and floating along an <em>unseen</em> path. “Do you see it? See the change? That cloud was not there before, but the Jollytwill Valley is always the <em>same</em>. No change. Not ever. Because it is <em>not</em> made of <em>those</em>things,” the trickster gestured to the Outside, the sky, the moving clouds, but still refrained from touching the ugly, human glass with her hand, “it is made of <em>magic</em>. The Last’s magic, and all the other Jollytwills. He guards them, yes? But with magic, so you cannot… It is like a door, yes?” Kyless suddenly chimed, angling her blue body towards Toshiro, her words gaining both pace and confidence. “But an <em>unseen</em> door, unless the Last <em>allows</em> the door to be seen. He let me see in. He let me inside, a <em>sacred</em>thing, a <em>sacred</em>place, <em>remember</em>? At my start, our middle, and his end, each time, the Last let me through the door. He wanted me there, wanted me to see his magic. Knew what I was, <em>remember</em>?” <br><br>The trickster repeated her earlier phrase, trying to get the Doctor Toshiro to follow her. <em>These humans always followed her magic.</em> But they often got lost following her <em>words</em>, even when she wanted them to stay on the path. “The Last <em>wanted</em> to be free, but very few could free him, because of the many, <em>many</em> rules of the Jagraw, <em>remember</em>? Just me. Because of what I am. The Jollytwill Valley is made of magic like a…” the trickster's bare shoulders raised, getting more excited, getting close to the <em>correct</em> word. The correct <em>human</em> word. &nbsp;“A…” Kyless’ dark brow furrowed, and her golden eyes narrowed in uncertainty. “A…” Hot air puffed out her blue cheeks again, but the trickster quickly released it, loudly. “I… do not know the human word for this.” Her blue shoulders dropped, and she looked away, <em>down</em> in shame. Her golden eyes <em>now</em>, finally, drifting over and over the Doctor Toshiro’s recreation of the Jollytwills still in his lap, in his special notebook. <em>They were not dots.</em> They were Jagraw. “I am disappointing to the Last because I cannot tell his story. I knew before, indeed, as it is a hard story to tell, the story of the Last, so I told no one. Only <em>you</em>, Doctor Toshiro. Only because Marceline likes the Jollytwills the most and…” And because Marceline showed Kyless <em>her</em> magic, even when she hid it from the Doctor Toshiro, who loved her the most. Marceline trusted Kyless, so Kyless would trust Marceline, who approved of the Doctor Toshiro, even though the Doctor Toshiro kept Kyless lonely <em>some</em>times and made her magic small <em>some</em>times.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>24-08-2020, 07:14:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> After School Reading<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Clothes (https://i.imgur.com/rH3tFvs.jpg)/Hair Style and Glasses (https://i.imgur.com/5vPZGY8.jpg)<br><hr><br>With another flip of a page, Mallory eyes scanned over the words of the novel she was reading, imagination roaming with the exciting plot she was reading. On the way to her next class, Mallory read, leaning against the lockers that lined the halls of the private school she and Kevin attended. One of the first that brought together the likes of humans and demons, many people advocated for it, as it was only a matter of time before other schools followed. She knew that Hanna wasn’t exactly thrilled that she was going to a private school, but her scholarship from her academics only helped in giving her the opportunity. <br><br>Though, she wasn’t sure why her Aunt had been so adamant in her attending a different school. She knew Hanna had some...<em>reservations</em>, regarding demons, but Mallory wasn’t the same. There were evils ones, yes, but just as many good ones that wished to have a new life. Mallory wasn’t going to judge, and as long as they were kind, she would be in turn. It also was quite comfortable in its atmosphere, and in its rules; they even got to wear casual clothes rather than uniforms for a change!<br><br>“Hmm...” &nbsp;A small hum came from the seventeen year old, closing her book for the moment. &nbsp;“I’ll have to start thinking of a gift soon.” &nbsp;Next month was Kevin’s birthday, and it was a special one; eighteen was a big number after all, and then she would be close behind a week later. Moving off the wall of lockers she was leaning against, she gave a content sigh as she stretched, arms reaching above her head. Kevin’s class was a bit away from where she was, so she was used to sticking around until he arrived.<br><br>Teetering back and forth along the heels of her sneakers, she glanced around, hoping to see the familiar shade of red hair that she knew so well. However, all she saw was other students clambering out of their classrooms, trudging their way to their next destination.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>24-08-2020, 21:41:41</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 25th, 2018 | 8:30PM and December 26th, 2018 | 1:30 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Toshiro's Place then SOPHE, Second Floor Balcony<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong><em>Albion</em>, Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="" class="spoiler_header">CONTENT WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body">Drugging and reacting to assault</div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An unbuttoned charcoal gray suit jacket, a loose fitting tie black tie with gray stripes, and dress pants with a white button up shirt. The following day he is wearing a overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr>“That... that hurts...” Toshiro managed as Albion pulled the increasingly less responsive man towards his face, it wasn't that uncommon for usually playful acts of dominance or experimental S&amp;M to be a bit too forceful in the heat of the moment. Toshiro offered up as much of a reassuring smile as his largely slack face would offer as he didn't want to discourage Albion too much after what was clearly a mistake, however that was until his oldest and probably only friend began to speak. At first Toshiro kept smiling in response, after all these weren't the sort of things Albion would ever say to him sincerely, surely he wasn't being serious. Toshiro still couldn't help but feel his stomach tighten in response as even if Albion was being too cruel in playful teasing, his own ever present self-doubt reassured him that one of the few people in the world he had much attachment to was finally deciding to be truthful with him.<br><br>By the time Albion's spit had landed on Toshiro's face, it quickly coalesced with the warm tears streaming down his cheeks. Between his words, his actions, and that look of unmistakable loathing on Albion's usual more tranquil face, there was no mistaking that Toshiro had done something wrong. “I'm... I'm s-sorry...” Toshiro's words were almost reduced to little more that a whisper between the loss of control and his weak gasps of air he managed between sobs. Albion was right, Toshiro had tried to take advantage of him after they'd had too much to drink, he'd risked something they'd spent years to build just to fulfill some juvenile fantasy, the idea that anyone who knew him would ever want a relationship to be anything beyond sharing the occasional drink.<br><br>It was only at Albion's shouting of slurs among what Toshiro had considered well deserved admonishments that the now supine scientist began to realize something was wrong beyond the obvious warranted cruelty of the situation. As much as he might deserve this, Albion was not the type of person to attack someone for the company they enjoyed, and as Toshiro's whiskey and drug logged brain began to follow this chain of thought, it slowly dawned on him that the Albion he'd known for years would never be capable of such a malevolent turn. As the kicks from whoever it was standing above Toshiro continued to slam into his helpless body, as the blood pouring from the corner his mouth met with the dirt from his attacker's shoes, the spit and tears, slowly his anguish began to transform into an impotent rage, the sort of anger at both his attacker and himself that could only stem from at having allowed this to happen for the second time in his life.<br><br>&nbsp;With all the focus he could muster, with all the modicum of control he could still exercise over his motionless body, Toshiro narrowed his eyes in an attempt to see through the blur of tears and pain towards the figure of his attacker. As he had expected the shape of his attacker appeared to change once their work had been done, Albion's broader shoulders and impeccable sense of style shrinking in to a more feminine frame clad in less impressive attire, the once silver hair subtly changing in hue and length till long pink strands cascaded down his attacker's exposed shoulders. More than anything it was the unmistakable shape of that pink tail carelessly trailing along the floor of his apartment that revealed to Toshiro his attacker's identity, and he couldn't help but curse himself again for not having expected it, for having allowed a demon beholden to the tenants of Calder to pass from his sight without the observation she deserved. Watching her take both the haniwa statue and a few far less important items, Toshiro tried to call out, but the name 'Nerissa' died in his throat before he could make a sound. Then, as the door slammed behind her, he was alone with the feeling of Marceline pushing reassuringly against his hand, while his unmoving gaze was forced towards the painting, a lesson he had too easily forgotten.<br><br>Unable to drift away to sleep through the ceaseless flow of thoughts that continued to poor through his mind, scolding regarding his offensive presumption of self-worth, questions regarding how Nerissa knew about his feelings for Albion, and plans about how he would resolve this situation. All of these concepts whirred about in a haze of drunkenness slipping to hang over, of numbness giving way to pain, and of night's darkness giving way to the early morning light. For the remainder of those early hours of returning agency, Toshiro took his time treating his injuries against the lingering pull of the waning drug, a lifetime of experience treating far worse injuries in others, and using far more questionable methods than he would subject anyone other than himself to reducing what would normally take weeks of recover time, to only a matter of days. Unfortunately for Toshiro, he didn't have days to wait.<br><br>Casually strolling into SOPHE HQ far later than usual for most employees, although largely expected of himself, Toshiro now wore a large baggy gray pullover hoodie with a large Polkadot Stingray logo emblazoned on the front pulled over his lithe body above a pair of black jeans and his usual comfortable pair of running shoes, his reddened eyes concealed by a pair of thick framed sunglasses that mercifully shielded him from the bright LED lights that lined SOPHE's ceilings. While the idea had been to attempt to hide the severe wince of pain that shot across his abdomen with every step, Toshiro tried his best to conceal it by moving slowly and stopping to pretend to be preoccupied with his phone whenever someone passed too near him.&nbsp; Painfully making his way to the elevator leading to the second floor, Toshiro quickly, or as quickly as he was able, made his way to the large empty balcony that sat next to the once again vacant head office of one of SOPHE's more mysterious research divisions. <br><br>Sitting on a bench that sat only a foot from the lip of the building, he stared out over the view of the large mass of trees that grew over the remains of what had once been a large swathe of Tokyo in silence as Marcelline curled up on his lap. His hands idly scratching and petting her warm furry neck and body, as he failed to collect his thoughts over the chest seizing grip of the short gasps of air he managed to pull in against the swirling miasma of memories that hadn't ceased to swarm him since the night before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>25-08-2020, 01:37:44</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion / Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Toshiro’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro | Mentions: Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A new day<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual winter clothes<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa wasn’t an early bird. She liked to sleep late and after a hot shower lounge into the cafeteria to enjoy her breakfast, without a hurry to begin her work. The people in the SOPHE had become wary of her little experiments. She trusted without a doubt that her magical items would work as planned, but there was a 50% chance they actually did. Maybe even less. Nerissa had created Choker of Transformation. It was meant to turn a person wearing it into a great beast form. Instead the poor guy who agreed to try the choker didn’t change into anything, but he believed he was a dog and behaved like one for half of a day. Nera had her hands full trying to look after her human sized dog and keep her out of trouble. After that she struggled in finding unsuspecting victims to be her guinea pigs. <br><br>The fox demon didn’t see that as a problem. It just meant that she was in no rush with her work. It worked well for her, because she had a bad habit of getting lost in online shopping or social media when she was supposed to write her reports and keeping her work space clean ended up in her listening music loudly and dancing around the room, getting barely anything done. She had to think about Albion’s safety too because he was about only one crazy enough to be willingly her guinea pig. She shouldn’t wear him down. Sometimes the fox demon had spurs of motivation and she did actually work hard. She liked tinkering with pretty things and studying her powers while doing that. It was the interesting part of her work. <br><br>A door to the balcony opened and closed. The pink haired fox demon entered onto the balcony with a big mug of hot cocoa. A chilly wind brushed her long hair gently. She was wearing a blue winter jacket with a white fur trimming on top of her clothes of a simple long light grey wool sweater and a short black skirt, which barely showed from under her sweater. <br><br>One could expect her to smile mockingly at Toshiro when she noticed the man, maybe throw some belittling words at his direction or at least look him with a deep disgust and hate. Yet her reaction was something different. “Oh, hi Toshíro! How…” She was about to ask about his day but when she looked at the man sitting on a bench with his cat her words simply died on her lips. Nerissa stepped closer. His face looked like someone had beat him up… There were bruises, and considering how a light reflected from his skin he had tried to hide them with a concealer. “Oh Toshiro! What has happened to you? You look terrible! Did you get in a fight? Oh you poor thing! We should…” She was going to say that they should take him to a doctor for a check-up but Toshiro was the one who was here for check-ups. <br><br>Because Marceline was on his lap the girl circled at a side of the man who had seen better days. She leaned closer to wrap her arms around Toshiro, to embrace him in a warm and caring hug. This fox demon was a master of deception. After all she had done, less than a day ago, she didn’t even blink when putting up this show of a genuinely caring friend. Even her big golden eyes had a look of worry in them. <br><br>There were very few who didn’t get along with the fox demon. She was always smiling, quick to help others, curious and chatty. Her cheerful personality and pretty appearance did help a lot in getting the people of the SOPHE on her side. It took just some months after her joining into the SOPHE (on 1st of April. How suiting) that she won Toshiro’s friend, Albion on her side too. It hadn’t happened gradually. It was a sudden change. Albion had been rather gloomy and quiet. He seemed to be immune to the fox demon’s attempt to befriend him, mostly ignoring everything she said or then replying with one word sentences. <br><br>There were some office gossips, guesses of what had happened. The most popular guess was the most obvious one. What could happen between a young demoness and a handsome soldier? If asked neither one of them confirmed such rumors. Whatever it was, the change in Albion’s behaviour was visible. He started to come out of his dark shell. His change was a positive one. The fox demon had got one more person in her list of people who liked (didn’t refuse) hugs and friendly kisses on a cheek. Toshiro probably guessed that those naughty rumors weren’t true. If all it took to change Albion’s attitude was one time sex, that would have happened way before Nerissa even arrived into the SOPHE. Especially when the pair didn’t act like they were in a romantic relationship. If one excluded Nerissa’s peculiar behaviour, which she showed to everyone she considered as a friend, those two were definitely just friends. The fox demon seemed to be happy from that Albion actually listened and spoke to her, and responded to her hugging and sometimes even gave her ear scratches.<br><br>The gold eyed demon had charmed even Toshiro’s friend. She was a Calder demon the researcher had underestimated. Considering her close relationship with Albion there lingered a chance of her knowing some of Albion’s deepest secrets. Perhaps Nerissa knew about Toshiro’s feelings towards Albion and her source of information was Albion himself.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>25-08-2020, 01:52:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> No longer relaxing!<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>“Give and take?” &nbsp;Mallory had never really thought about that sort of mindset, because to her, in a way, it felt selfish. She was supposed to give her all to SOPHE, because they had helped her recover, have her a new home. Kevin was able to be here with her because of them as well, so shouldn’t she simply do what they asked of her? Was she allowed to do things she wanted to? Her mind couldn’t help but think back in her late Aunt Hanna, and remembering the way she had raised her, treated her.<br><br>Surely there was something there that caused her to feel this way.<br><br>“No, I guess I haven’t really thought about it that way.” &nbsp;Mallory looked back at Nerissa, watching her wade around in the warm water, curiously eyeing her before she moved closer, nice more. This girl really like to get in peoples personal space, didn't she? &nbsp;“H-hey...” &nbsp;Mallory trailed off again when Nerissa moved towards her, only this time moving to prop herself against Mallory's legs, arms resting along her knees so that she could lay her chin on her arms, and in a sense, Mallory’s lap. <br><br>Too... too close.<br><br>“Against the law?” &nbsp;What kind of girl did Nerissa think she was? There was no way she could do anything like that, most certainly because her Aunt would hav killed her if the police had come to the house looking for her niece. Mallory frowned lightly at the thought of her Aunt, before turning back to the Fox demon that was all too close to her.<br><br>“No, I haven’t had the pleasure. I’m quite the boring girl, unfortunately for you.” &nbsp;Those same words seemed to echo in her head for a few short moments, harking back to her childhood, up until her older years. Always in passing, always on what assumes to be Norma, or pleasant conversation; boring girl. The sheer echo of her Hanna’s voice seemed to repeat on end, even after she met such a tragic fate.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>26-08-2020, 01:40:39</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Nera’s home<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox problems<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa had nothing against Az’s human form. It was practical in this world and it didn’t look bad at all, but his true form was something different. “That’s not what a woman wants to hear” Nera laughed when the man said he would be quick. It was nervous kind of laughter. This wasn’t the first time she had been this close to the war demon, but it was the first time there wasn’t any clothes between them. Just her soft skin against his hard body. What she had witnessed just a moment ago was pressing now against her body, feeling demanding. <br><br>The girl looked up at the demon and then their lips met. Her fingers slid up on his arm like she was looking for a support. Her legs felt weak. It was just one kiss, but after that she was panting. Her small, curvy body shivering. There wasn’t many rational thoughts in her head at that moment. Even those that still occupied her mind seemed to slip away like slippery eels when she tried to catch them. She had thought that no matter she would do or say Az wouldn’t falter and fell a victim to her heat. In the end Az was just a man, and it didn’t help that the demons were far more sexual beings than the humans. <br><br>Her hand fumbled for the knob of the shower to turn the water off, but it was like she had suddenly forgot how that simple device worked. The war demon’s presence filled the air around her. Nerissa could feel her heart beating like crazy. She had never thought that things would go this far, but now it felt like this was what was supposed to happen. It was meant to happen. “Az…” Nera whispered with a small voice. “This is dangerous. You know that I’m very fertile during this time. What if…?” There was no need to finish it. Azmodiel would know without saying that she meant the risk of getting her pregnant. <br><br>While she waited for his answer her warm fingers settled on the man’s hips. She looked down between them and then again back at his face. “Can I touch you?” the fox demon asked. She had touched him plenty tonight already, but it felt like she couldn’t just grab the part that was waiting to meet her warmth without asking.<br><br>Suddenly lights went off in the bathroom. The difference wasn’t that big compared to already dimmed lights. Nerissa believed that Az had done that with his magic so she didn’t ask about it. Instead she seeked the demon’s lips with hers, yearning for another kiss.<br><br>The lights had gone off from the whole building. It was late and people in other two apartments were already sleep, or not at home, so there was no one else to notice that the lights were gone. A demon outside touched door of the apartment with his bare hand. The door started to decay rapidly, changing color into moldy grey. Its structure became tenouys and then the door simply fell down in big flakes. The handle and lock thumped down on the floor. That was enough sound to make the fox demon’s ears twitch. “You heard that…?”<br><br>It sounded like someone was walking in the apartment. There was more than one demon. They were dressed sharply, in expensive suits. These weren’t same group as the simple thugs that Az had spotted before. A grim reaper (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/52/2f/22/522f220a15a3971e6a5c8bbf2d522d45.jpg) in first. The demon was known as a grim reaper among the humans because of its ability to stop a living being’s heart with just a touch. And because he looked like a walking skeleton with big horns in his real form, which this grim reaper was in at the moment. He was followed by a anubis demon &nbsp;(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/71/b3/1b/71b31bfb07d164e2401f8b10a2aba61d.jpg)and demon of decay. &nbsp;(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/a0/7d/e8/a07de8ccf8e1f02503330cbc4a16e3e4.jpg) The last ones to enter into the dark living room were a human man and a female demon in her human form. She was a pure shadow demon. Only the white anubis demon could be considered as a beast demon out of the bunch. Everyone else in this strange entourage couldn’t even notice Nera’s little problem.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>26-08-2020, 02:11:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Doing 4/10 questions<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><hr><br>“I didn’t mean anything bad with that! I believe that the way someone looks doesn’t tell us who she really is. Someone who looks big and scary might be the sweetest and the kindest thing ever. And on the contrary someone who looks innocent like a white skinned virgin can be the cruelest being you will ever meet. Everyone is playing this game of masks. We take more of the masks off when we are with someone dear to us, but no matter how many we strip there will be always that last mask, hiding who we truly are.” With a careless smile she explained her thoughts about the matter. <br><br>“Hmm… I wonder what you think as an exciting, thrilling person. Someone who breaks rules, acts in a heat of moment, doesn’t care about consequences, embraces new, unknown things? If everyone was like that there would be no more boring or exciting people. No interesting, bad, good or anything like that because everyone would be the same. A life is about a full scale of colors! If we didn’t have our own differences, the things that make us us, would we even be us or… I don’t know. Just a mass of creatures, all the same unrecognizable things. To appreciate all those things that make you you there is a vast spectrum of people. You like that Kevin because he has some qualities that only he has and for the exact same reason people like you. We are all special in our way and there is bound to be someone who will like those things that make you special. So, don’t worry about being boring!”&nbsp; <br><br>Mallory’s mood seemed to change. It was hard to follow her mood. Nerissa didn’t know her and that made it even harder. There must be a lot going on inside her head! The fox demon leaned ever closer. With great curiosity in those big yellow eyes she looked at Mallory. “Have you ever kissed someone?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>26-08-2020, 04:53:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Local News</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/jOF2KcK.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> The Japan Times<br><strong>DAY:</strong> 12th October 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Tokyo, Japan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Presumably no one from the SOPHE was involved<br><br><hr><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>A fire on a luxury yacht revealed demon trafficking</strong></span></span><br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font"><strong>12th October 2018</strong></span></div> <br><span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">On 12th of October the Coast Guard of Tokyo Bay received an emergency call of a fire on Carpe Diem. Carpe Diem, a 105 meter luxury yacht, caught on fire from so far unknown reasons in Tokyo Bay. The coast guard arrived with multiple boats to Carpe Diem to evacuate passengers and assist in extinguishing the fire late on a Saturday night, little after 2 o’clock. No lives were lost in the fire. All 61 passengers and crew members were safely evacuated.<br>Apparently there had been a big S&amp;M kind of event on the yacht. 17 of the passengers are known members of the alleged Kitara crime syndicate or suspected to have connections to the Kitara family. On the yacht were 21 beast demons, who are assumedly victims of demon trafficking. The police have started an investigation of the demon trafficking and possible other crimes that have happened at the yacht.<br>&nbsp;<br>The suspected has appealed in their right to stay silent and haven’t told what happened in the yacht. The police thinks that there was a conflict inside the syndicate, which escalated into a physical dispute that is connected to the start of the fire. Many of the assumed syndicate members were injured, but they have been quiet of what happened or what was the cause of their injuries.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br>Carpe Diem is registered to Jurou Kitara, a businessman and allegedly the head of Kitara crime syndicate. Mr. Kitara claimed he knew nothing about suspicious activity on his yacht. “I’m shocked by these news. In a good trust I allowed my&nbsp; subordinate, Mr. Maeda, to use my yacht to arrange a big business meeting.” Mr. Kitara said.<br><br>Preliminary investigation suggests that the fire started from one of the cabins on 4th deck, where from it spread elsewhere in the yacht. The coast guard called multiple units to extinguish the fire. They managed to put out the fire and tow the yacht back to a harbor. Though the coast guard prevented Carpe Diem from sinking it’s believed that the US$ 250 million yacht is beyond repair.<br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>26-08-2020, 22:08:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/oMS5DHJ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Leasick Valshanner<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Azmodiel, Ryusei, Kevin, Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Time Trial<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><strong>"Thank you, master,"</strong> he said in response to the words of praise from master Azmodiel, giving the elder demon warrior a firm nod before joining the two younger men to talk strategy. <br><br><strong>"A badass is never later, nor is he early. He arrives pricely when things are about to get good!"</strong> Refurbishing the classic Gandalf quote into something of his own, he winked playfully at Mallory as he passed her by on his way to join the other two guys. When she glanced at him with words of caution and questioning him about making another bet, he just smiled with a teasing smugness. <strong>"Let's see how the dice roll first and then I'll decide."</strong><br><br>There were three of them and they had permission to use weapons. However, there was a slight problem in the form of Kevin. Being a normal human meant he was more... <em>susceptible</em> to friendly fire. This was a bit of a problem, as Leasick usually preferred to overwhelm his opponents with raw force. This usually boiled down to <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> pun intended <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> using big, firey attacks.<br><br>He would have to mix things up a bit, then. No doubt this situation was intentionally laid out by his master. Tricky, but let it never be said that Leasick Valshanner isn't willing to play ball!<br><br>Raising his arm in the direction where he'd left his weapon, an almost hair-thin wire, only barely visible as the light reflected off it, shot out from his armored wrist, attaching itself to the handle of the sword. The blade was sent flying through the air with surprising speed, landing comfortably in his hand.<br><br><strong>"One of those days, huh?"</strong> he asked with a wry smile as Ryusei warned that his father was in a particular mood today. Casually, but with practiced ease, he twirled his sword around a little. <strong>"At least I'll have a valid excuse to call in sick tomorrow."</strong><br><br>Tasked with taking on their opponent head-on while the other two flanked from above and below, the special operative decided his attack strategy as his somewhat younger peers went on ahead. It wasn't a bad idea; out of their little group, he had the most actual combat experience, and by default was the best option to take old demon on from the front. It was still like trying to push over a mountain with your bare hands, but at least it marginally increased the time before their butts were beaten black and blue.<br><br>Taking a combat stance, with sword raised beside his head, tip pointing towards Azmodiel, he breathed in deeply. Gaining focus swiftly, the blade began to glow with azure light, demonic fire fueling it with power. Then, he took a single step forward, but as he raised his leg for the next step, he was propelled forward with great speed, leaving a straight trail of scorch marks in his wake as he zoomed straight by the zig-zagging Kevin.<br><br>As he neared his master, he thrust his weapon forward just mere moments after Ryusei had dropped from a portal above and delivered his strike before disappearing through another below. Upon impact his weapon would expel the literal firepower poured into it by his demonic arm, expelling a focused yet of magical fire not much wider than his blade; power funneled into a tight beam that would blow a hole through most other opponents, even demons, but he trusted would not even as much as scratch Azmodiel. But even this much focus could not keep the air around him from radiating with heat, increasing the temperature in his immediate vicinity by dozens of degrees, like a desert during summer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>28-08-2020, 01:54:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th , 2021, 5.15 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>In the demon world one who is small and weak runs like a wind or finds someone stronger to fight her battles if she wants to live to see another day. In this world they had people whose job it was to fight for those who couldn’t. In Nera’s opinion that was one of the most beautiful and convenient things in this world. However she wasn’t going to turn down Albion’s kind offer to help her train in order to help her defend herself. He, or someone else, couldn’t be there every time to do her dirty work, and it would be nice if she could do something to help her friends if they got into trouble.<br><br>The fox demon had done her warm up by running and was now using her time in stretching while waiting for her instructor to show up. She had a small black sportswear with pink details, consisting of short shorts, a top and thigh socks. The fox was showing quite a bit of her curvy, athletic body. It showed that she did dancing, volleyball and swimming. The girl was absorbed in her own little world while listening to music from her ear puds. <br><br>When Albion would arrive the first thing he might notice is the way two guys were training. Their moves were like a slow-motion and their hits looked more like lazy slaps. Their attention was drawn by something, or someone in the hall. The familiar chaos fox had claimed her own spot from the floor, her bag next to a wall. The girl was flexing, her knee bent and another leg extended straight behind her, stretching her hips low, lower. Her shorts were licking her round buttocks. She breathed calmly, fully focused on what she was doing and keeping her form.<br><br>Then she gracefully changed to another stretch, by bringing her both legs together at back while keeping her hands down on the floor, she stretched like a dog pushing her butt back. Moving from that into a perfect front split and it didn’t even seem to be hard at all to her. Slowly she leaned to her side, leaning her upper body closer to her right leg, touching her toes and then slowly moving her fingers on the floor in a semicircle to her other foot. Her slender body moved at a peaceful pace, bending from one position to another effortlessly.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>28-08-2020, 07:58:20</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>"This job never gets easier... But I suppose I didn't join for leniency." Albion sighed quietly, traveling the tech-riddled hallways of SOPHE's headquarters to make his way to the Training Center. It was good to come down here every once in a while, to make sure he never quite lost his form. The kind of fighting he did these days wasn't quite as visceral or aggressive as it used to be when he was fighting entirely for survival over purpose... Come to think of it, he'd lost his purpose long ago... But sometime after joining, he managed to find it again.<br><br>As soon as he entered the Training Center, it quickly became apparent, however, just what kind of training others were doing. While it was certainly a good idea to train one's eyes, he was pretty sure watching someone <em>else</em> train was not how you did it. "<strong>*AHEM*</strong> he cleared his throat audibly enough to catch the attention of the other two, and get them to realize they were caught gawking. It only took a few more moments before they returned to their personal training, while he sighed and pocketed a hand. <br><br>He could see Nerissa had been waiting for him, properly dressed for training and performing her stretches to ready her form. One could accuse her of being provocative about it, but her stretching certainly worked for her. "It's nice to see you get here early, Neri. Hopefully I didn't make you wait too long." The white haired male smiled, setting his bag down near her with a bit of a thud. Several bottles of water were inside, along with other pieces of training gear that would probably be used.<br><br>"Hopefully you'll forgive me for bringing you over here, but I just wanted to be sure you were trained well. I don't expect you ro have to get into too many physical altercations, but knowing how to fight along with your illusions should help keep you out of trouble." He hummed. It was easy for someone else to do the fighting for Neri&nbsp; (usually it tended to be him if not someone else), but sooner or later there might be a time he wasn't around... He needed to make sure she could hold her own.<br><br>"Let me know when you're all done stretching... By the way." He folded his arms, looking her over. "Good choice. Form-fitting, yet loose enough to not restrict your movements. I do hope you're bound under there though."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>28-08-2020, 16:37:29</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Family</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/4WYA2ZY.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a7/03/14/a703147d50902aa78ea9fc06d4f60cae.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Riko/Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 14th, 2001, 2PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Medical Wing Waiting Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Murder on my mind<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> "Baseless. <em>Of cooooourse</em>," Riko cooed with obvious venom and sarcasm, as anyone who was around Hanna for more than even a minute knew the woman was evil, vindictive, and so self-serving she could go to a restaurant and leave with a full meal despite the cooks not making her anything. As they walked, it took everything in Riko to not suddenly slam Hanna's face into the wall and force her to admit her wrongdoings, while Azmodiel simply did his breathing exercises so he didn't <em>accidentally</em> turn her into a soot stain on the floor. When the bitch claimed Carol had been her sister and the only family she had, the Tetsuda's simply remained silent. Them being sisters meant they shared DNA and genetic material, but that's where it ended. <br><br>Hanna had treated Carol like she was trash, but Carol had still loved her. Why? Because she was caring and smart enough to realize that Hanna suffered from many complexes. Superiority, <em>inferiority</em>; the list went on practically forever, and basically, in her mind, Hanna was always right and anyone who didn't agree was wrong. Well, Riko believed in Karma, and that if you didn't try to better yourself, the worst would happen. And she couldn't wish that on a nicer person. Did she actually want something like death to come to Hanna? No, but if it did, she wouldn't shed a single tear; so lonely was the bitches existence that Riko would cry for a stranger before she did for that bitch.<br><br>&nbsp;When they arrived and saw the baby, Riko nearly "awwwweed" out loud, but that would have been ammunition Hanna used against them and maybe by using child herself. So the doting mother just offered a soft smile when she saw the baby that she desperately wished was coming home with them, and clenched her husbands hand behind Hanna's back to give them both strength. When Hanna finally looked away from the baby while speaking to the doctor, Azmodiel etched a few shapes into the air behind his back, and a black mark appeared on the girls forehead for an instant before vanishing.<br><br>&nbsp;It was a painless, and invisible spiritual tag that would allow him to feel certain things. For example, if she was hurt or abused physically, he would know, and Hanna would know his wrath for daring to hurt a child, especially one so close to their hearts. He didn't say anything for now, but once they were alone, he'd clue her in. For now, he stood and looked on, already loving the child like he did his own son, because that's what Carol had asked, even knowing it never needed to be said. Then he realized there was something he could say here and now. "Yuna."Staring at the doctor with his brilliant golden eyes, Azmodiel looked into his soul. "Her mother was going to name her <em>Yuna</em>."<br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>28-08-2020, 17:18:44</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)(https://images.wallpapersden.com/image/download/sung-jin-woo-solo-leveling_69016_720x1570.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel/Ryusei Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Three Lambs to the slaughter...and Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Intense Training<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Before he launched his attack, Ryusei smiled at his sister and patted her head. "Yeah, he brings out the competitiveness in me, but he's the only one who can push me that far. Don't worry, I'll be fine." He offered her a final smile before he set off for defeat. "And yeah, one of <em>those</em> days,". he said to Leasick with emphasis. Azmodiel wasn't mad or anything like that; in fact, he was as playful and jovial as ever. However, that was him exerting his willpower over himself, as his bloodlust was acting up and him not controlling it meant he'd just go off and do horrible things until that lust was satisfied.<br><br>&nbsp;With all of his training however, it only meant the three young men in front of him would get a beating that would double as a strengthening of themselves when they reflected on this later...and nursed their owies. His son was the first to attack, as his blood had fire in it just like his old man. The combination of his portals and his blade was a nice touch, as it gave Azmodiel two targets to handle at the same time. However, he was Azmodiel the Black Flame, the Dark Pyre, the Darklight. <br><br>With a laugh, he actually tilted his head <em>into</em> the knife, causing it to hit his horn, then he twisted so the blade spiraled around his horn before being launched right back at Ryusei, who waved a hand to disperse the knife. It slowed him down just enough that Azmodiel had ample time to reach out and grasp his son by the ankle right before his foot hit his face. "You're getting closer, son. Good job!," Azmodiel nearly roared before swinging him above his head and tossing him at Kevin, who'd need to avoid the hybrid projectile to get close enough to take his legs.<br><br>&nbsp;And as Leasick approached, the elder demon cocked an eyebrow. He could sense the concentration of heat in and around his blade, then grinned, baring his fangs. "You can't explode with your teammate so close, so you're focusing your firepower into a single point. I knew you were starting to get the hang of this! Hahaha!" Holding up a finger, a black orb appeared, and then he thrusted forward, creating a thermal lance of his own that collided with Leasick's only inches from his body, creating an explosion that covered Azmodiel in smoke and steam. <br><br>As it cleared, he was still standing there, but he couldn't "see" Kevin through the smoke, so his attack was successful in landing. Even without using his demon strength, Azmodiel was one of the best fighters the human or demon world had ever seen, so while Kevin managed to trap a leg, he did a bizarre move that stretched his other leg out, then he quickly jumped to one side, straightening his leg and foot that Kevin had snagged as much as possible so he slipped out. <br><br>"Congratulations, boys. You actually made me move from my spot. I'm impressed. But keep it coming. Show me all you've got!!!" While laughing, he closed his eyes, and Ryusei who'd recovered from being ping-ponged off the floor, fell through another portal. This time he opened one directly behind his father's head, and at the last second opened yet another one directly at his feet. He sprang from the lower portal already throwing a combo Azmodiel's way. Calmly, he blocked, evaded, or redirected all of Ryu's attacks, then clipped his leg and pushed his face down onto the floor while he was spinning in the air. It was true he treated his son rougher than the rest, but that was because he knew for a fact he could handle it, and it only made him better, more hungry for victory in the long run. With a groan, Ryusei stood back up, looking to the others for a second before resolving himself and getting ready to attack again when they did. And in all the chaos, nobody, not even Ryusei himself noticed his eyes glow a deep and sinister red for a moment before they switched back to their normal brilliant blue. He didn't even feel the anger starting to rise; not yet anyway.<br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>28-08-2020, 18:42:18</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Family</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nMmZAzQ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 14th, 2001, 2PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Medical Wing Waiting Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Riko and her Demon husband, The Baby<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A new name<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><hr><br>Hanna could easily see just as much Riko and Azmodiel cared for this child, the way their eyes locked into her like their lives depended on them having her. They had taken care of her for some time, that Hanna knew, but she didn’t know they’d get so attached to her; that was how things worked, when you were friends with the deceased. As the nurse mad the mention of giving the child a name, however, Hanna, gave a bit of a frown; why did she have to do that? It was just more work for her to put in, having to think of a name. Though, it seemed Riko’s demon husband just had to say something, and as Hanna turned to glance at him, the words came into focus.<br><br>Ah, so her sister has chosen a name for her before she died?<br><br>Hanna’s eyes cast down on thei child, her look unreadable; she was quiet and peaceful, like how the moon reflected in the sky. Bright yet gentle, a contrast to the sun, which was shining. A name that contrasted with her sister’s sunny disposition; how <em>cute</em>. <br><br>Though, Hanna noticed just how much the two were invested in that little bit of information, the name Carol had chosen. Almost as if it was the last little string of hope to give the child connection with her mother...<br><br>“Actually, I already had a name chosen for her.” Hanna’s voice announced this, but her focus was only on the two that had decided to weasel their way into this whole thing. Her look was smug, as if almost pitying them for trying to do something, <em>anything</em> to get this child. “So I won’t be needing that name, <em>sorry</em>.” Giving a fake apology, she snapped her focus back at the nurse, one who was watching the whole thing unfold and silent, almost nervously looking back and forth at the three. <br><br>“Her name will be Mallory, so <em>write that down</em>.” With a bit of force, and a look that could potentially kill from Hanna, the nurse nervously wrote the name down that the woman requested, giving a look of apology towards Riko and Azmodiel. <br><br>“I-I’m sorry, but Mrs. Minato is of sole custody-”<br><br>“Yes I am, thank you for <em>reminding</em> them.” Hanna watched as the nurse finished her writing, before scurrying away from the room, mentioning needing to get more supplies and things needed before the child was discharged from the medical wing. With the room now vacant, save for the three of them, Hanna turned back to look at the couple, a smile on her face. It was bright, as if everything she hadn’t just done was evil and vile down to the very core. “Mallory... I think that’s a perfect name, don’t you think?” Hanna took a few steps to pace around the room slowly, all while she continued to hold the small bundle in her arms. The contempt in her eyes was all but visible, but how could she not celebrate in the small victories that were surely piling up.<br><br>“While my sister studied demon findings, I traveled the world to find my sense of purpose. I ended up staying in France for years, studying the language and the culture. It’s even where I met my husband.” Hanna’s eyes watched Riko and Azmodiel, knowing full well their anger and rage towards her had increased. <br><br>Like she cared.<br><br>“There’s so many beautiful names in the French language, with meanings that match perfectly with those that have them.” As she spoke, her gaze turned down to the child in her arms, who had now woken up. Chocolate brown eyes looked back into her own violet ones, innocent and bright, unaware of the situation around her. One of Hanna’s hands came up to wave at the child, as the child’s tiny hands slowly moved up, trying desperately to grasp at Hanna’s fingers as they waved. A small laugh came from the child, and for a moment, it nearly shifted the tone of the room; nearly however.<br><br>“Ill-Omened, unfortunate, bad luck and misfortune. This girl has been through all of that with her both of her parents dying and leaving her all alone.” Hanna’s eyes turned away from the child, a smile coming across her lips, though if anything, it wasn’t one of joy. “To be honest when I came here, I was going to abandon her, just like my sister did. I wanted nothing to do with this little brat as long as I lived.” As the baby gave another laugh, Hanna gave one of her own, her smile still apparent. “But how could I not resist adding more misfortune to this girls life? My sister was the prodigy and made me feel like I was worthless, so why not return the favor with her kid?” Her eyes shined with a purpose, intent in keeping her promise; for all she felt, revenge and pettiness consumed her.<br><br>“It just happened to give me more purpose to agree to this, watching you two struggle to want this kid. To be honest she’s not even worth all this trouble.” Her gaze turned down at the child in her arms, watching as she cooed and moved, so innocent to this argument. Those same eyes as her sisters, staring back at her like they were taunting her...<br><br>“That’s why Mallory is the perfect name for her, don’t you agree?” Her smile now seemed to hold new meaning, watching the couple as she stopped her pacing a few feet away. “As long as she’s with me, all she’ll know is her name’s meaning. Every day, every hour, she’ll feel what I did as a child. Only thing is, she'll have to live with it, won’t she?” Another laugh came from Hanna, quite joyful in fact, as if she had been given a funny joke.<br><br>All of this was a joke, really.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>29-08-2020, 01:42:37</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, 5.15 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>She heard a familiar voice and looked up at the man. Nerissa brought her legs back together and got up quickly to greet him. She plucked the ear puds off. “Drop the formality! It makes you sound weird. Now, there is no need to apologise. I didn’t wait long and I don’t mind to wait little for you. On top of that, I’m the one who should be thanking you to take your time to help me. I offer a dinner or a drink after this as thank you, if you aren’t busy. What do you say?” While she spoke in her usual cheerful tone she took her phone from the floor, near her spot, and turned a music player off before taking the phone and the puds into her bag.<br><br>“I’m all ready for you! But are you ready for me? I see you haven’t changed. Can you move enough in those clothes? I can wait if you go to change” Nerissa asked as she started to take his tie off casually. It would just get in way or tangled on something if he wore it during the training, so it had to go. The fox demon’s smile grew wider when she received praises from her choice of clothing. She was always ready to embrace all compliments given to her, big or small. “Thank you! I’m glad you appreciate my choice.” She lifted her arms up and spinned around, like showing her outfit to him, brushing his legs with the big mass of fur that was her tail while doing so. “Oh. Yea, I am. Do you want to check?” It was a rhetorical question, because before Albion even got a chance to give some kind of answer the fox demon had already moved his hand on her breast so he could feel it himself she had a sports bra under her top. Without it she would have given a nice view of sideboobs with her top. Nerissa was so trusting towards him that it didn’t even come to her mind she might be acting inappropriately. Once again.<br><br>“If possible try not to bruise me too much! I leave myself in your tender care Albion. Please, take good care of me” She chirped as she began tying her hair with his tie. Nera was extremely social. She didn’t want to be alone for long periods of time. She needed company, or at least people around herself so it would feel like she wasn’t alone. The fox demon didn’t like at all traditional gym training. It required that right way to breath, and right moves and counting, and she was supposed to do all that at once! It was boring. However she liked all kinds of games. Sports in form of a game and with a social aspect were what got her moving. Training self-defense wasn’t the most exciting thing she knew, but she enjoyed from Albion’s company and appreciated his effort. If it just didn’t mean she would be bruised up and sore at the end she would like this even more. <br><br>“So, what would you want me to do first?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>29-08-2020, 03:13:41</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>"It makes <em>me</em> sound weird? You're the one who's just not used to it. If you'd just take a day to practice speaking to others properly, it wouldn't be weird at all." the white-haired male gave a soft laugh, before he waved his hand casually. "Of course, we're so used to you being informal, that you being formal would be weird for all of us, so... Just stay as you are." He added with a grin. Nerissa and Lily were enough informality to last him a lifetime, while Oei and Mallory managed to remain awkward to deal with in their own ways. Pondering the offer she placed before him, he hummed. "A drink sounds good, between you and me." He was quick to accept. He almost never went for the dinner, no matter how much it was offered.<br><br>Looking down at his choice of clothes, he gave a light shrug. "I was a little lazy to change out of my work clothes into gym-fitting attire... Plus, in&nbsp; way I'll always be expected to fight while sharply dressed due to my taste in clothes, so consider this my training outfit." He pointed out, but sighed as she began to tug off the abnormally long tie that could have easily been mistaken for a scarf. Well, it was acceptable as long as she didn't try taking off his dress shirt.<br><br>As Nerissa confirmed his questions he was ready to leave it then and there, but taking his hand to guide to her chest drew a mixed surprised and noted grunt from his lips as he was made to squeeze the beast and confirm it was properly protected by&nbsp; sports bra. Between that and how casually she could reveal herself at times, even Albion couldn't help but get uncomfortable. "A-alright, alright, now that we've confirmed that, we can get down to business!" He spoke quickly, yanking his hand away and turning around to compose himself, before turning back around.<br><br>She... Was certainly resourceful, using his tie to tie up her hair and keep it manageable. He nodded in approval before he hand his hands up. "First, let's see what you've got. Take a few moments to punch and kick, and be sure to strike my hands or legs. I need a good measure of how much force your hits can pack, so strike like you're beating up someone you don't like." He smiled, adopting a sturdy stance with legs braced.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>29-08-2020, 04:55:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> No longer relaxing!<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>“Mm, I guess... that all makes sense.” &nbsp;Nerissa was becoming someone that Mallory wasn’t as confused or shocked by, at least at this very moment. She was loud and somewhat invasive, but at the same time, she seemed to have an introspective look on life, one that gave advice when some people may need it. However, the fox girl didn’t even seem to be like this type, or at least, at first glance; maybe that was her quality that people didn’t seem to expect of her? She never told her what kind of demon she was, so Mallory wasn’t sure what her powers were to begin with. Maybe she was also a demon that had lived on Earth for much longer then she could have imagined, and had seen how the world had worked for so long?<br><br>“Uh, thanks, I think. And yeah, he is someone special, actually. Some people may think it’s kind of strange, how close we are, but we’ve depended on one another for some time. I think... I think our friendship only makes us stronger, you know?” &nbsp;How she was being so honest with Nerissa, she wasn’t sure, but Mallory was beginning to at least get into a more relaxed mood; her goal and main reason she had come here in the first place. <br><br>Though, not to overstay her introspective wisdom, however, Nerissa was back to getting closer; much, much closer. Asking personal questions seemed to be her specialty as well, it seemed.<br><br>“A-As a matter of fact, I have.” &nbsp;Streaks of red came across the young human’s face, as she looked away from Nerissa, only for a few moments however. She took a breath, before looking back at the fox demoness who was laying against her knees.<br><br>“Back when I was high school, I got in a relationship. Didn’t really work out though; the guy didn’t really want a relationship with all the normal things that go into it.” &nbsp;A small frown came to her lips, remembering the memories; he seemed so nice, up until they started dating and his true colors were shown.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>29-08-2020, 05:02:30</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 1:30 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Second Floor Balcony<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr>Toshiro's hand froze mid stroke amid Marceline's fur, his breath, once ragged for having remembered the night before, suddenly ceased entirely; and even the cold winter air seemed to lose it's chill as beads of sweat began to form at the sides of his face at the usually friendly intonation of the demoness who had so coldly taunted him only the night previous, Nerissa. Before the seated man could break free of his momentary paralysis, he felt a pair of warm coat adorned arms wrap around him, the weight and warmth of her body painfully pressing up against the still massive bruises that covered most of his torso, the sting an unnecessary reminder that her gesture must have been little more than an effort to amplify his pain and humiliation. Reflexively pulling from her touch, a held back but still audible groan of pain spilling from Toshiro as he rose to his feet, the ache that shot across his abdomen a clear sign that his body would not readily cooperate with such sudden movements.<br><br>To those that had attempted to harm the scientist exclusively, of which there were many, almost none had seen him return their attempts with anything less that joviality and a desire for mutual understanding. For those who were mainly curious and only caused harm from the occasional misstep, Toshiro was usually quick to wave off their damage for the sake of the building a potential relationship. However as he turned his gaze from the building's edge, to which he had stumbled dangerously towards as he righted himself, towards Nerissa, there was no mistaking his half open eyes and furrowed brow for anything other than utter contempt of the demoness who had approached him.<br><br>Taking a few labored paces away from the balcony's edge while keeping his distance from Nerissa, Toshiro briefly considered both the placement of the balcony's security camera and the damage a fall from this height could cause before placing his cold narrowed eyes back onto the fox. “There aren't any audio recording devices up on this balcony Nerissa, I've made sure of it, so do not pretend.” His words were, for those such as Nerissa who may have only known Toshiro in a more social environment,&nbsp; uncharacteristically lacking in any sort of emotion as he presented them without any sort of flair or playful dramatics, instead he spoke slowly, precisely, and without embellishment as if it as the most important thing in the world that his intent was clearly conveyed. “I am going to have the statue back. Whether or not you return it voluntarily is up to you, but by extension, so is what will follow.”<br><br>If it had not been for the hours spent with nothing but his thoughts and a painting standing in for last night's sleep, Toshiro would have been able to keep this objective persona indefinitely, but concern had festered into ever cranny of his mind with nothing but the worst possibilities permeating his every waking thought from the moment that the creature standing before him had left bleeding on the floor of his apartment. Taking a wincing step forward, a slight twitch in his nearly passive facade giving way to a pained fury as he asked with mounting frustration, “W-why? Why choose me? I'm... you couldn't have known I'd have had the statue, but you... you knew...” Nails digging into the palm of his hands as his fists balled with anger, another agonizing step bringing him even closer to Nerissa, his angle of approach putting the fox demon directly between the much taller man now looming over her diminutive frame and the ice slicked edge separating her from the significant yet potentially fatal fall below if he were to push her from just the right direction. <br><br>Reddened eyes now widening with the most significant of his injuries now coming to the forefront, Toshiro grimaced through the pain of his partially still broken body as his dragging steps put him slowly back within arms reach of Nerissa. “You knew about me and Albion... but you're... you were his friend... he opened up to you but you... it wasn't real. It was all for last night, wasn't it?” Slowly he reached out to her, his long fingers gripping her by the shoulders. All he had to do was push, Albion might not be able to forgive him, but Toshiro had grown accustomed to the scorn of those he cared about, wasn't it worth it?<br><br>However Toshiro never had to face the answer to this question as his hands suddenly pulled back at the sound of a small metallic tingling ringing out from below. Looking to Nerissa's ankles, Toshiro almost collapsed as the immense weight of his body pulling down against it's battered frame suddenly came to his awareness with the sight of Marceline purring as she pressed her body heavily against the fox demoness' legs. Falling back into his seat on the bench, Toshiro looked back out over the wilderness reclaimed section of Tokyo, it's prolonged contact with the arcane lending it a perpetually altering state of being as hues and shapes shifted with no apparent pattern or reason. With a mixture of disgust in his voice for what he had been considering and exhaustion from his still proceeding travail, he spoke in defeat, “You didn't kill me last night, so you must want something. What's it going to take to get you to give me the statue back, and get out of Albion's life.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>29-08-2020, 05:53:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin, Azmodiel,&nbsp; Ryusei, Leasick<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Time to, wait we’re just going?<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Workout Gear (https://i.imgur.com/wSdPNiZ.jpg)/Hairstyle (https://i.imgur.com/l9E5Mi7.jpg)<br><hr><br>As Ryusei gave his simplicities towards the training, Mallory glanced back at Leasick who seemed quite confident that he was going to at least get her father to surrender in some way. A doubtful thought if there was anything, yet Mallory couldn’t help but shake her head at the man. “Don’t get cocky.” &nbsp; Leasick was always one to get caught up in a battle, somewhat like her brother as well. Though if anything, she knew that Ryusei was smart enough to not go too overboard with the fight...<br><br>No, maybe the two were the same, now that she thought about it.<br><br>At the mention of thinking of a bet when the fight was over, she gave a breath. “That’s not really how bets work, you know?” &nbsp;Regardless, she watched as all three men charged at her father, intent on getting at least some pointers in terms of what she needed to learn. Already,Ryusei was getting his bearings and snapping into a portal right from the get go, but she knew that Azmodiel had the upper hand. He always seemed to be five steps ahead, that demon man. <br><br>&nbsp;“Mm, I guess he does have the skills, considering what he used to do.”&nbsp; <br><br>Her father (well, surrogate), was literally the perfect person to train the recruits. Tough, reliable, and an inspiring role model; she knew that he was going to get them all in shape to right whatever came at them. Mallory may not being doing any of the fighting, but still, she could learn. Never one to really know what would happen, she would at least have to be prepared. Kevin wouldn’t always be there to come and save her, if something came out of nowhere.<br><br>Though he was used to planning ahead for anything; did he have a folder of plans for whatever situation came their way?<br><br>A wince came from the girl, as soon as she saw Ryusei get thrown at Kevin, and Leasick quickly reacting and making his way. The sheer thought of colliding and potentially breaking string caught her mind, but not in terms of the men. The sheer idea of her doing now like that made her skin crawl, but hopefully, her father would go easier on her.<br><br>At least, when she was actually ready to run into the fray. Off to the side, nearly blanched white from the sheer shock of the speed and force of the fight, Mallory gulped; she... was going into that fight, right?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>29-08-2020, 07:36:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, 5.15 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>I don’t want to learn to be formal, Nerissa thought to herself. This whole formal thing felt like people were trying to keep a big distance between each other and she didn’t understand why. Were they that afraid of getting close to someone? Despite her many years in this world there were still many things that puzzled her. “It’s a deal then! A cold drink once we are done here.”<br><br>You are going to get your clothes all sweaty, Nerissa thought. Or then he believed that she wouldn’t give him a challenge enough to even get out of breath.<br><br>“Okay” The fox demon nodded. She didn’t need anymore encouragement before she took a battle stance, bending her knees lightly and raising her hands up in front of her. Nerissa gave a good kick against Albion’s raised hand. Right after the kick she spinned around and blew a back kick at his hand. The man didn’t want to use any padding. Nerissa trusted in Albion’s expertise and that he knew what he was doing. <br><br>The couple kicks were followed by fast strikes of her fists. The fox demon was quick and it showed that she had been training before. Those couple moves she knew, she did them well. However there wasn’t unnatural amount of power in her feminine body. There were demons who were way more stronger than they appeared, but Nera’s physical strength was equal to what one could be expecting from someone of her size.<br><br>It started as something playful, like many things the fox demon did. With every hit the girl seemed to get more into it. Albion had told her to do it like it was someone she hated. It was impossible to live this long without having someone (or more than one) she hates from the bottom of her heart. Her ears bent back, now more focused and furious the demoness kept going. She gave it her all, which to be honest wasn’t much, but enough to notice the difference. She didn’t stop even when she started to pant and sweat drops began flowing on her face and neck. Her cheeks were getting red color on them. Albion got a angry kick on outside of his thigh, which would probably leave a bruise later. <br><br>Like an obedient, and irascible now, student the fox demon wasn’t about to stop before Albion told her to do so. There sure was someone she wanted permanently dead, but she knew she would never be strong enough to execute that. Thinking about <em>him</em> gave her the fire needed to really put her all in the training.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>29-08-2020, 11:00:07</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa was truly an eager sort, ready to jump into training at his request. Of course, there was promise of cold drinks after training, so she had something to work toward... Her first few kicks were firm, well trained and not lacking in the slightest compared to the years back when he first tested her. Whether it was by running or maybe some training she did in private, her kicks were becoming much more potent than ever. He was about to worry if her kicks were all that she had perfected, but a grin crossed his features as a flurry of fists soon followed.<br><br><em>'There's our little fighter.'</em> Albion thought inwardly, the sounds of flesh meeting flesh resounded. She was strong but her power wasn't like other demons tended to be, who were far stronger than their physiques let on. It was part of the reason Albion wanted her to train; She didn't have the luxury of power other demons did, but as a Demon of Calder, her power did not lie in the physical, but rather the mental plane.<br><br>However, when he gave her permission to strike like she was beating up someone she hated, he smiled. "Oh, someone's gotten on your bad side then? This is new..." He seemed almost proud to know the demoness could show something resembling fury. The hits grew louder, and he even found himself flinching from a bruise-worthy kick to his thigh that momentarily compromised his stance before he solidified it. "Hmhm, there's a fighter somewhere in there, she just needs the right catalyst to come out." He goaded her on. Even though he knew he was gonna feel this later.<br><br>Even the way she looked was telling, her ears swept back. She was like a fox on the hunt. "Keep going, Neri. Don't stop until they're pulverized. It's you, or them. Strike like your life depends on it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>29-08-2020, 11:06:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Second floor balcony<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro | Mentions: Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A new day<br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>Her ears shot up and eyes wide, the fox demon looked at Toshiro when he got away from her friendly hug so quickly. The human man sounded like he was in a serious pain. “You are really hurt. Should you even be here? Maybe you should be resting at home. I think you should…” Her caring fussing was interrupted by the way the researcher looked at her and his words about the cameras and pretending. Nerissa tilted her head and looked at Toshiro with a great confusion. She had never seen him like this before. His voice, the way he spoke, his whole being were different from how she had been used on seeing him. <br><br>The statue? Was he talking about those plastic little girls dolls he collected? “Choose? I… I’m not sure I understand. Have you lost your doll? I don’t have it, but I can help you search for it.” Nerissa suggested carefully to de-escalate the situation. Those little girl dolls seemed to mean the world to this man! She didn’t like where this was going at. The way Toshiro acted made her nervous. The fox demon tried to keep up her happy face and smile, but her smiling was freezing on her lips when Toshiro kept talking nonsense. <br><br>The girl took one step away from him, but he just kept coming closer. What is wrong with you?! Why are you acting like this?! Her ears bent down against her thick hair and the golden eyes looked up at Toshiro with fear. “Toshiro… You are scaring me. Please, stop…” the fox whispered with a small voice. Her fingers were wrapped around her cocoa mug. Toshiro was just a human. It was embarrassing for a demon to be afraid of a human, but he was a big human and he looked like he wanted to end her life. This unexpected change in his behaviour was what scared her the most. <br><br>“I’m still his friend. It… it wasn’t?” Nerissa tried desperately follow what the man was telling her, but nothing made sense anymore. All this had something to do with Albion and some doll? How was she connected to this?! “I don’t think we are talking about same kind of opening up…” Sure she knew at least one of Albion’s secrets and there might have happened something that wasn’t completely appropriate, but she wouldn’t think it as opening up. “I wasn’t even with Albion last night.”<br><br>When Toshiro grabbed her from her shoulders the fox was starting to get seriously terrified. “Hurts…” she winced quietly. Nerissa was going already in her mind through her options in this situation. She could throw her hot drink on Toshiro’s face and run. In the worst case she could cast out her blade and cut him, not to kill, but to distract him enough to get away from him. It was the last resort she wanted to avoid.<br><br>Then the tall human man retreated from his own volition, and it felt like it was just because of Marceline. Nerissa didn’t care what was his reason to leave her alone. She felt relieved and inhaled deep. Her knees felt weak and the fox demon slumped on her knees. Her lightly trembling fingers reached out to stroke the soft fur of the purring cat. Her cup was left by her side on the cold floor. <br><br>“Toshiro, I don’t want to kill you. I… I thought that we are friends. I still want to be friends with you. Just, please stop scaring me like this. I don’t understand a thing you are saying. I don’t know what statue you are talking about. Have you lost one of those plastic dolls? If it’s important to you I will help you find it. There was no need to go this far just because of that… And…” Nerissa stood up, after picking Marceline gently on her arms. The fox demon believed that as long as she had the cat Toshiro wouldn’t even think about lifting his hand against her. Why did she even need to think he would do so?!<br><br>“I’m sorry, but I can’t do that Toshiro. Albion is my friend and I won’t give up on him just because someone asks me to do so. I wouldn’t be a good friend if I did so. If he wants me out of his life he is free to tell it to me himself, but it’s not for you to decide. I would like to think that he is giving me something I have been missing from my life, and I do the same for him. If you truly care of Albion, you won’t ask me to stay away from him because you know it wouldn’t be for his best. If you don’t want to be my friend I will accept that, though I wish you would accept me as your friend.” As she spoke she walked slowly closer, until she was standing in front of Toshiro. Her big eyes filled with tears that were running down her cheeks by the time she carefully let the cat down on Toshiro’s lap. The tears were a result of being scared like that and understanding that Toshiro was so strongly against her. It felt like he was a cold wall, seeping hate, disgust and spite. <br><br>&nbsp;“I… I can show you” Nera mumbled and pulled her phone out of her pocket. She opened photo file on her phone and quickly browsed through the photos. “I wasn’t with Albion last night. I can prove it to you. Just… please look at them and don’t hurt me.” The girl offered her phone to him so he could see some pictures that were taken at a club. In the pictures were Nera and some other demon girls in slinky party dresses, more or less drunk. “Look at the time. I was out partying with girls from the volleyball group. Treina drank too much. She started crying about her ex and made a huge scene. We had to take her home and she spent rest of the night hugging her toilet.” She would understand that Toshiro was this jealous if he was together with Albion. Not as friends, but romantically. As far as she knew it wasn’t the case. Though, she didn’t know Albion well enough to swear that he wouldn’t play for both teams. Still, this was toxic jealousy. <br><br>The fox demon sniffed and wiped her tears on her sleeve. Her good mood was gone.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>30-08-2020, 02:04:11</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, 5.15 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body">Violence, mild gore</div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>Albion couldn’t not have known he was poking somewhere where he shouldn’t have. His intentions were good, but there were things that were meant to be left forgotten. His words pushed Nera closer to the curtain that was hiding all those things. Her heart was beating fast. A sweat glistened on her skin. With a murderous intent, driven by her own burning hatred the fox demon kept striking time after time, without slowing.<br><br><em>It was cold. The water was freezing cold. She tried to push a thick grid stopping her from getting out of the water, but it didn’t move a bit. Blood from an open wound in her thigh was coloring the water red. She felt her grabbing her leg and pulling her back towards the bottom. Her wet fingers slipped from the grid. Her lungs were burning. I need air! She felt the eyes of everyone outside on them. On this cruel show. She didn’t want to be part of this, but she wasn’t ready to die either. Driven by her instinct of survival the fox demon took her clumsy dagger. With pure luck she dodged a hit meant drive a dagger deep into her chest. The fox demoness cut, making a wide cut on her competitor's neck. She started flailing, trying to stop the bleeding which soon made the whole tank red. Nerissa gasped desperately for air when she was pulled out from the water and tossed on a dirty floor. “I knew that you would still be my favorite girl, fox”</em><br><br>Those images started to come back to you. So vivid. Like it was just yesterday. How she hated being so helpless! Completely unable to decide her own fate, at mercy of others. The girl was breathing more heavily, faster. She didn’t even notice that her hands started to hurt at this point from all the punches.<br><br><em>She could feel it all. The hardness of a small, sickle like, blade in her hand, his breathing, warmth of his blood spilling on her fingers from a long cut she made with the blade. A brave attempt to hold back his scream of pain when she felt the small blade cutting through his flesh. I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Tears came and there was no end to them when she just watched how his pain and torment ended together with his slowing breathing. The fox demon could feel <strong>him</strong> standing behind her. Watching her. Always watching.</em><br><br>Hot tears ran down on Nera’s cheeks. It wasn’t anymore about training. She was fueled by her hatred. It was driving her forward, making her give him everything her small frame could give. Her accuracy suffered from being blinded by her unstable emotions. More than once her hit was about to land a little on side of where she was aiming at if Albion wasn’t on alert.<br><br><em>There was grass and dirt in her mouth. Her heart was beating so fast she was afraid it might climb up into her throat. It was no good. No matter how much she struggled, no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t get herself free. His grip was hard as an iron. Holding her like that seemed so effortless to him. He bit her ear so hard it felt like he might bite a part out of it. “I’m going to kill you” He whispered with a deep voice. “And eat you” All she could do was scream. There was no escape. She was so weak. So infuriatingly weak. The fox demon was afraid. It hurts, it hurts!</em><br><br>The only thing that had kept her alive for this long was her will to live, her survival instinct. That flame burned strong. No matter what it would take, she would live to see another day. No matter how painful, how humiliating, how sad it would be, she would push forward and not give up. <br><br>All those memories brought that person back into her mind. All the dark and vengeful thoughts. How she desired to see <em>him</em> fall! Pay for everything he had done, suffocate into his own blood, fear in his eyes when he would understand that this was the end for him. Blinded by her rage Nerissa kicked Albion at the groin, but he was on top of the situation and blocked her kick with his strong hand. Had she succeeded, Albion might not have to worry about fathering any children anymore. <br><br>“Oh! I’m so sorry! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!” With that Nerissa quickly snapped back to the present moment. She had no intention to hurt Albion and was startled by almost doing so. “I…” She wiped her cheek and understood that there were tears in addition to fresh sweat. The fox went quiet for a moment. “I think I need a hug now” Nerissa said plainly and walked to Albion, wrapping her arms around him. A long shivering sigh against his shirt. She didn’t want to remember those things. Nothing in the past could be changed. If she carried all the bad things from her past with her she would break under the weight. No. She would only take the good things and continue forward, leaving everything else behind.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Nerissa knew that she was weak. It was embarrassing to be a demon who was weaker than some humans. Albion was a human and he could do pretty much anything he wanted to her if he would decide so, and there was very little Nera could do about it. That’s why Nerissa liked the world. The humans weren’t cruel and sadistic creatures like the demons. There were good and bad ones on both sides, but in her experience the majority of the demons in the demon world were pure evil. Because she was such a weakling she found the human interesting. They were weak too and still they bravely ventured forward. The fox demon saw something similar to her in the humans. Their strong will to live no matter what.&nbsp; <br><br>Her breathing started to calm. It was comfortable being right here. She wanted to crawl under his shirt and just nest there in her fox form to enjoy from his warmth, but Albion might not understand that. And they did have very different idea of what was acceptable in front of people and what wasn’t. <br><br>“Albion, lick my neck. Please” the fox demon whispered and tilted her head to a side lightly, to reveal her neck to him. It was a strange request, but considering who from it was coming it was so strange. Nerissa thought that licking one’s neck was equal to a kiss on a cheek. However she seemed to understand that others didn’t share her thought, so she didn’t expect anyone to return her friendly gestures. Albion had seen her sad before, and the fox had always been content with being hugged and receiving her ear petting. This was something new.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>30-08-2020, 03:00:19</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato | Mentions: Kevin, Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Doing 5/10 questions<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><hr><br>“I know, I know” Nera answered with a eager nodding. “In a great friendship you give and take and you push your friend forward, into being better version of himself. And he will do the same to you.” That’s how she thinked it worked, but obtaining a friendship like that was much harder task. Nerissa had many friends here in the SOPHE and outside it, but friends she told everything and she knew she could turn to when everything fall apart… There weren’t many of those.<br><br>“Hmm…” She pondered Mallory’s words. Her tail moved slowly under the water from side to side. “I wonder if it’s a human thing… It’s such a pitiful thing. I just hate people like that. If they just want some fun, why not tell it in the beginning? Instead they feed you lies and once they get what they want they disappear without a trace. Despicable beings. But not all of them are like that…” Nerissa said while rubbing her cheek against Mallory’s knee. “There are good ones out there too, but finding them is the real struggle. Oh, maybe Kevin is one of those, good guys? The ones who are worth keeping.” Mallory was clearly very close with Kevin, so Nerissa didn’t follow that track of thoughts further. Either way, she had Az. Making herself look like a fool with one co-worker was enough. It was harmless little flirt that was going nowhere, which was the exact reason why it felt so safe.<br><br>Nerissa assumed that if there had been kissing and a relationship then there had had to be more too. It was just natural to move forward from kissing, right? That in mind the fox slowly pushed herself between Mallory’s legs so she could kind of flop down in her lap, resting her head on her chest. Mallory herself might not feel comfortable, but the fox demon seemed to be relaxing.<br><br>“What is your dream Mallory? You told me that you wish to help the world and that’s noble of you, but that’s work. What is something you want from your life, what is the reason that makes you move forward, what you are hoping for the most and are willing to do anything to reach it?” In her opinion working couldn’t be anyone’s dream. Though she had a bad feeling about that there were way too many people in the SOPHE who lived just to work, and that was simply sad. They should have something else to live for in their lives.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>30-08-2020, 03:15:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> The Nutcracker has been delivered<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>At some point during the flurry, Albion did not become aware of the state he had put Nerissa into. He only assumed she had been focusing so much that she was trying to do her hardest to keep the memory while striking him. Soon even hits to the hands began to give him pause as the sensation of dull pain radiating began to run up his arms. Yet she had been too lost in the moment to see his hands faltering, and switching to using his forearms to catch her attacks.<br><br><em>'Oh no... Maybe I pushed her too hard?'</em> The worry was evident on his face, brows quirking at moments where her torrent of attacks refused to let up, which gave no time for the pain to leave his body before she was adding more ontop of it. It seemed there was a layer of ferocity in Nerissa that could rival... No, surpass his own from his youth. The times he struggled hard to forget, he had perhaps forced her to endure. It was wrong of him, and now these were the consequences he was dealing with. <br><br>Soon, not even his arms and legs were her only targets anymore. His shoulders, ankles, often his chest became targets of her ire. He tried to keep up a smile, to assure her everything was alright, but everything most certainly was not. He was definitely going to feel this later, to say nothing of tomorrow. More kicks unleashed themselves upon his legs, and eventually he just could not afford to maintain his former anymore. Faltering, his arms fell as he took a hit square to the jaw and began to take a kneel when the final kick lashed... Right for the critical point. All he could do was move the most resistant hand he could to try and catch her leg as he fell&nbsp; and though he managed to catch it's full force, there was still contact made, which drew a cough and a wince out of him.<br><br>"I... I think I have a better understanding, and appreciation, of your power..." the white haired male spoke through quiet breaths as he tried to do anything he could to mitigate the radiating pain all over his body. He even tasted a bit of blood in his mouth, but he couldn't scare her with those details, not when she looked horrified already at hurting him. Yet she was still aware enough to ask for a hug, as he let out a pained laugh. "H-hahah... Before I give you a hug, I think I need painkillers... J-Just a moment..." He breathed, letting his head hang, but Nerissa had come in for the hug anyway. It was what she deserved for what he put her through, and so at least willed his left arm up to curl around her back, burying his face against her midsection.<br><br><em>'Comfortable...'</em> <br><br>He knew he couldn't stay like this for long, it was embarrassing enough... Though not as much as when he heard her ask him to... Lick her neck? He flushed red, wondering why she could ask such a thing at this time, as he lifted his head to loon at her. "Neri... Come on, now, that's inappropriate. You know I can't do that..." He frowned, guiding his left hand up to her head to pet gently. This was his friend... He couldn't do something like that to her.<br><br>He couldn't get her involved with the myriad of problems in his life. Not like back then.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>30-08-2020, 03:31:51</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro | Date Marceline<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless | Mentions: <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, but with a few more wrinkles in his clothing and a far more disheveled head of hair. | A red nylon collar with a small golden bell<br><hr><br>It was often a difficult thing to parse the meaning behind demons' words, and not always for a deception either offered or perceived. Leaning back to stare out of the window, his upper body now propped up on his hands pressing against the cool tile, Toshiro's angle making the clouds appear to crest the tips of bluish green treetops. He hadn't interrupted Kyless as she told the final portion of her story, focusing instead on taking in her changes in expression and traces of non-verbal communication for any<em>thing</em> that might lend itself to better comprehending her as a sudden thought hit him, 'Why would a demoness so reliant on illusions to express herself suddenly rely purely on verbal communication.' A wide smile spreading across his face made it apparent that he found himself to be rather smart for having thought this as her actions had very much filled in the gaps of her story where words had failed.<br><br>Recalling the beginning of the story's summation, Kyless' explanation as to the difference between relationships built between demons and humans, he wondered aloud as his pupils followed the clouds drifting from left to right, “Are what characters feeling not an important part of demon stories? You said your own troubles didn't matter enough to go into, but I imagine knowing them would help bring the Last and his Rulebreaker to life, to make them more understandable.” From the way she had so quickly passed over the subject, Toshiro knew that she had little desire to speak further on the matter in favor of discussing the tale, so he would shelve the topic for the moment, but he would certainly come back to it in time. <br><br>His brow somewhat furrowing on a head tilted in thought he both explained and queried with more friendly curiosity than frustration, “Humans become familiar with time shared, but not necessarily closer. It's when a person can make the small amount of time we have wonderful that we begin to care for them.” Thinking on a way to illustrate his point beyond the potential vagueness of language he continued, “If we were both Nosthervim with all the time in existence,&nbsp; endlessly being next to each other in silence, it would mean less to me than a few moments shared basking in the sunlight, watching the clouds drift by, and discussing Jollytwills and Jagraws.” Toshiro hadn't meant this as a compliment, but as he realized the truth of the statement, he silently hoped it was received as one. <br><br>“Maybe that's part of how demons get closer through magic? Moments made into more through honestly showing off who someone is with big shows of illusion, violence, control or lust?” Turning his head towards Kyless without removing his gaze from the tranquil sight beyond the window, he continued, “What do you think? What is it about magic that brings demons together?” Toshiro knew that Kyless' linguistic skills probably didn't allow for the best exploration of a philosophical question that human variants still had the world's greatest thinkers arguing, so he returned his attention to trying to understand the story.<br><br>“Am I understanding this right? <em>Things</em> made of magic can't change on their own? At the very least they have to exist inside of what the rules allow it to be? But the Jagraw, their rules made things stagnant, unchanging in a boring and unpleasant way.” Turning his gaze downward to regard his well maintained black running shoes swinging side to side like a pair of leather metronomes he continued, “The Last protected the Jollytwills with... some kind of...” Blowing out his cheeks for a moment in imitation of Kyless he continued, “Some kind of illusion bubble that kept it hidden? Only let demons in he wanted to to let in, and he wanted to let you in so you could give him the change he wanted but couldn't give himself, like some kind of... like a catalyst. Some<em>thing</em> that sparks a change in other<em>things</em>. In other things, although not always itself.”<br><br>Seeing Kyless' look of dejection and defeat, Toshiro was quick to reply a shake of his head towards her statement at what the Last must have thought of her and a warm smile, Toshiro placed his hand gently on Kyless now drooped shoulder and gave her a reassuring squeeze, “A hard story to tell will never get easier if you don't ever tell it, and I think the Last would probably be happy even if you just attempted it, and he'd definitely be proud of how hard you're trying in a language that wasn't always yours. Though I only know him from your story, but do you think he let you have his story so you could keep it a secret?” This last point was more a way of applauding her sharing over condemning her for not sharing the story with others, if anything, Toshiro couldn't help but feel flattered that he was the one she'd chosen to share the story with first.<br><br>Sitting up straight to free his hands so he could continued stroking Marceline's fur, he continued thinking through the story for a moment before asking, “You said the Jagraw had many rules, so that means they were unchanging, death aside, lives must be uncommon with demons right?” Removing his hand from Kyless he gestured towards her and a passing fox demon, “Most of the demons I've met don't seem to have much in the way of rules holding them back, but...” Scratching his chin in thought he added, “Although I imagine those held back by rules don't have the freedom needed to make themselves known, to step out of where they're held.” Furrowing his brow at the thought of why any creature would subject themselves to this, he added curiously, “These rules the Jagraw followed, how did they get made? And by who? And why? It seems weird that they would exist to exist, even if so much magic seems to at first glance.”<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>30-08-2020, 03:47:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, 5.15 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>Her tears and sweat were tried on front of Albion’s shirt. Nerissa really got caught in the moment. This wasn’t he way she normally behaved. This was the side she didn’t want anyone to see. It was simply ugly. <br><br>The way Nerissa looked at Albion when he refused her request, the look in those big eyes looked like he hurt her now much more than she had hurt her with her hits. For a moment Nerissa couldn’t hide the disappointment from showing on her face, nor that how sad it made her. She desperately needed that comforting to gather herself again. At that moment, when she looked up at the man her big eyes still gleaming from tears, she looked smaller and more fragile than she had ever before. Nerissa had let her cheerful mask slid off and Albion had seen what was under it. There was more pain and sadness than one small fox should endure. All she was looking for was being held, but Albion turned her down. <br><br>The fox demon swallowed and with her will power she forced a smile on her lips. She gave a small laughter. It was such obvious fake laughter, but she did her best to return the situation back to normal. “I know. It was just a joke. Haha!” I’m sorry for asking too much from you. His face was all red. Fire truck red. Nerissa felt bad for Albion. He was a good friend, and she put her in situations like this, asking more than he could give. “It was a bad joke. Just forget it.” <br><br>The girl wanted to stay near him, let his closeness melt away all those bad memories. She wanted to just be there until everything would be calm inside her again. But she stepped away with a confused look in her eyes. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what got into me. I… I’m truly sorry! If there is something how I can make this up to you, I will do it. Do you need to sit down? Is there anything I can do for you? I’m sorry Albion. I didn’t mean to hurt you. You know that, right? Oh, why didn’t you stop me? You are sometimes too kind for your own good.” Nerissa was ready to jump to get him the painkillers or whatever he wanted. If he wasn’t hurt she would have hugged him to comfort him, but it looked like a hug was the last thing Albion wanted right now. No matter how many times she would say it wouldn’t be enough. <br><br>The fox demon felt completely lost. Just how was she supposed to fix this? <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>30-08-2020, 06:55:56</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/fUqB8Ug.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch, Reckley Stiles<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> After School Reading<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br><hr><br>Just as Mallory was searching for Kevin, so he was searching for her. They had been a unit of two since time immemorial, which was something well known on campus. Which was not all that good for Mallory, because someone else was searching for her, and he found her first.<br><br>Reckley Styles, were we to describe him in one word, was a wannabe. Wannabe what precisely was not know, but in his examinations to date it was clear that his path to whatever it was he wanted to be lay directly over the collapsed body of Kevin Finch. And since Kevin generally felt that the best way out of any situation was not to get into it in the first place, that left Styles with little option save one. And that option was Mallory Minato.<br><br>Bullying girls was generally frowned on if one wasn't a girl, but there were a few ways to play that, and Styles went with method one, which was to place his arm directly over Mallory's shoulder on her locker, and to interpose his body between hers and the corridor which led the way to both her next class, and to her friend Kevin. Of course this wouldn't keep Kevin from coming <em>to her</em> but that was precisely the point, wasn't it? With something of an evil grin on his lips, he leaned over and practically growled his words. "Hey sexy, where do you think you're going? Suddenly you're too good for me or something? Let's stay a while. And <em>chat.</em>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>30-08-2020, 08:29:45</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>Just a joke? So why did the laughter that left her lips sound like anything but? Time and time again, there always seemed to be those rare moments... That Nerissa looked nothing short of vulnerable and seemed to want something from him. It... Bothered him he needed to tell her he couldn't do such things... He didn't want to give her the wrong impressions. She dated others outside of SOPHE, they had a professional working relationship. He couldn't do something that could make her think they were anything beyond friends.<br><br>But... Was he trying to convince her of that, or <em>himself</em>? After all, what else are you supposed to do with the girl you've known for three years since joining SOPHE, who was involved with every major event in his life since he joined? The look on her face seemed playful, but underneath he could feel she was probably as disappointed now as she easy every other time. He should know, because he knew what that kind of disappointment felt like. Yet, what could he say?<br><br>As she pulled away, he she tumbled a moment before he pushed himself up. "Just a moment of sitting, I'll be fine. I wasn't expecting the ballbuster after everything else..." He winced and fell back onto his ass with a bemused chuckle. He'd never been beaten up by such a small, cute girl before. A tough guy like him... Well, he could think of worse ways to be embarrassed. "Come on, don't feel so down, I'm the one who pushed you to do that. I don't know what you concentrated on, but I hope you kicked their ass something fierce "<br><br>Patting his lap, he pulled himself into a cross-legged seated position (oh god it hurt to curl his legs) and took a deep breath. "Just... Sit with me a moment. I'll be fine after a chat."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>30-08-2020, 09:01:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Reckley Stiles, Kevin Finch (Mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Sudden Confrontation?!<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Clothes (https://i.imgur.com/rH3tFvs.jpg)/Hair Style and Glasses (https://i.imgur.com/5vPZGY8.jpg)<br><hr><br>The sheer suddenness of Reckley dividing Mallory from her usual spot of finding Kevin caused the girl to nearly shriek in surprise, instead only the shortest (and cutest) of squeaks coming from her lips. Her heart nearly jumped out of her chest as a rather large and tall body blocked her way from where Kevin would usually meet up with her, and looking up, noticed the man in front of her.<br><br>“E-excuse me...?” &nbsp;Her tone of confusion came out quite clear, though her voice was still a bit breathless, mostly due to the scare of the man putting himself right in front of her. Nearly forgetting where she was, Mallory attempted to take a step back, only to realize her back was pressed against her own locker, inadvertently trapping herself between the metal lockers, and the man towering over her. Hands glued to the lockers behind her in order to find some grounding in what exactly was gong on, Mallory swallowed; unwittingly, she was stuck between a rock and a hard place. Though as her eyes took in the person towering over her, her look of fear turned to one of contemplation. “...wait a minute...” <br><br>She... she’s seen this guy around campus before. <br><br>Well, only briefly when she walked to classes, but he seemed like the stereotypical sort of guy. Good looking, tall, athletic; he seemed just like any other popular guy at the school. However, the way he dressed, the way he looked, Mallory was beginning to remember this guy; &nbsp;“You’re...Reckley, right?” &nbsp;Yeah, that was his name, now that she said it; Reckley Stiles. The talks and conversations about this guy came flooding back into her mind as she stood their, like a cute little deer in headlights, nearly consumed by the man’s height difference compared to hers.<br><br>He was well known for being a guy that wanted to get attention, simply because he was egotistical. Wanting to show he was the best, practically at anything (but most notably sports), he did whatever he could to one up and show that he was top dog at the school. He wasn’t the most popular guy in the school or anything, but he did have friends and notoriety, which made this encounter even more perplexing to the young girl.<br><br>Why... why was he talking to her?<br><br>They didn’t have any classes together that she knew of, and from having gone to school here for some time, Mallory knew she’d never spoken to him until now; we’ll, be <em>spoken to</em>.<br><br>“I’m just meeting with my friend.” &nbsp;Her eyes averted his gaze, as the man nearly towered over her, leaning down closer into her personal space. He was so close, and poor seventeen year old Mallory was <em>not used</em> to this close of intimate contact with the opposite sex. It didn’t help that his words were quite loud and echoed in the hallways, attracting the attention of a few onlookers; no, please stop looking! Her hands instinctively came out to hover within the space between Mallory and Reckley’s bodies, trying to maintain some form of distance between them.<br><br>“A-and what do you mean ‘too good for you’?” &nbsp;She’d never spoken to him ever, at least from what she remembered. “What would you even have to talk to me about?” &nbsp;Her gaze turned back to Reckley when she asked this question, her face turning a shade of red when she noticed how <em>truly</em> close they were. That smile he held, and the way he had said his words made Mallory unwittingly redden; girls liked to have this kind of attention from guys, right?<br><br>Her heart felt like it was racing, but she wasn’t sure the smile on his face held any good intentions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>30-08-2020, 09:10:21</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, 5.15 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>“I’m sorry” She didn’t know what else to say. When Albion sat down she looked away. “It’s okay. You don’t need to worry about me. It’s not me who got hit here.” Not physically at least. It felt like there was awkward tension between them. She didn’t like it one bit.<br><br>“I’m embarrassing you. You don’t want to hug me for a long time if there is someone watching. I’m sure you have your own reasons. I don’t know if it’s because you don’t want others to think you are too close to me or because you simply don’t want to be too affectionate to me. I hope it’s not that you are ashamed of me.” Nerissa said while looking away from him. She wasn’t looking anything in particular. She simply wanted to avoid meeting his gaze.<br><br>“Albion, I don’t know if I have ever told it to you, but I appreciate our friendship. It’s very important to me and I don’t want to ruin it. If you asked a hug from me or lick your neck, or whichever part of your body that brings feeling of solace to you, I would do so. I wouldn’t care who saw us. I would be there for you as long as you need me, but I understand that it’s a different thing to you. I will not try to make you do something you don’t want to do.” She left unsaid that how much it hurt her that he had such limitations. Nerissa didn’t know his reasons, but… in a way it felt like he wanted to keep his distance to her because he didn’t want to be too attached to her. It made no sense. Why would he do so? <br><br>Nerissa looked at Albion with a faint smile as she fetched a water bottle and handed it to the man. What he did next confused the fox demon. First he turned down her simple request and now he is asking her to sit in his lap? She hadn’t hit him in the head that hard! This must be what all the talk about mixed signals means. “Oh, how I wish I knew what is going in your mind…” Nerissa sighed as she stepped closer. She could have sat on his leg, or stay between his legs, but instead she sat in his laps, her legs on both sides of the man. “I’m sorry that I ask you to do things you aren’t ready to give to me. You are too kind to me and I become confused, thinking that… I don’t know. My head is just one big mess right now. If I can stay near you like this… that’s enough.” She didn’t wrap her arms around him. Instead she kept her hands between them, quietly fumbling his shirt with her fingers as she leaned her head against his shoulder. <br><br>“Albion, sometimes you remind me of someone else. It’s the small things. The way you turn a steering wheel, how you put down a coffee mug down, the way you smile when something simple amuses you, how you hold a cigarette… “ There were many more little things she had noticed, but she told him just these, but even they were enough to let Albion know that the fox had been observing him much more carefully than he had thought. “I’m sorry. I guess it confuses me sometimes and makes me think that you will do anything I ask from you.” Her voice was somehow nostalgic as her body relaxed now that she got to sit in his lap.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>30-08-2020, 11:07:49</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>"Ashamed of you? As if. You don't realize how many people would fall over themselves to be friends with you." Albion remarked, even though most of the people who wanted to befriend her tended to do so for more... Simple reasons. It didn't help that usually Nerissa did not quite understand such movements from others, but it also left many of them disappointed when she just hit them up for favors like doing her harder work. No one seemed to realize that she didn't date within SOPHE... Maybe, he certainly didn't know. "I'm just... Not ready to move on yet. It's a very long story that I try to forget... But no, you don't embarass me at all. Put that thought out of your mind." He frowned, wishing he didn't have the aversions he did right now.<br><br>Maybe she could tell he had something he wanted to divulge, secrets he did not want to share. At times it made him hard to approach... But Nerissa almost seemed like a perfect contrast, sharing her secrets with Albion like it was the most natural thing. "I'll .. Never understand how you can say those things with such a straight face, Neri." He chuckled gently. She could really wear her heart on her sleeve at times... But saying such things to him when she should have saved them for a loved one...<br><br><em>'Be there... For me...'</em><br><br>He closed his eyes for a moment, snorting lightly as she said she wished she knew what went on in his mind. "Nerissa... My mind is a dark and terrible place you should never visit. Sometimes even I don't know what goes on inside there." He gave a soft shrug. The way she sat down in his lap was... Not how he expected it to be. It was perhaps more intimate than he was expecting, but he also hurt too much to do anything embarrassing over it. For what it was worth, she applied a rather gentle, pleasing pressure to his lap once he adjusted for it.<br><br>She began to apologize, but he shook his head slowly. "Silly... I should be the one apologizing to you because I'm still stuck in the past instead of moving on, like you always are. I've always just tried to be a good friend ever since that day, when you couldn't leave me alone... Beaten, bloodied, and bruised I warned you, and still. Fresh into SOPHE, you wound up getting caught up in way more than I wanted you to be.." He sighed, letting his head hang and rest against her shoulder. "No one but us know I shouldn't even be alive right now if it weren't for you... I think that's why I'm always kind to you." He tried to rationalize it. But there had to be more to it...<br><br>Though, he found himself blinking in awkward confusion as Nerissa began to list... Arguably the smallest, most minute details he never paid attention to, yes she paid full attention to. "You really notice all those things? If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were watching me a little too closely." He wanted to laugh, but... He felt a little heartwarmed to know she paid such attention to him.<br><br>She was truly going to make some man feel lucky one day, when she found the right one.<br><br>"Well... In a way, I do owe you my life. I would think by now you'd know there was a lot I would do for you, but some things I just... Can't. You have to find that someone special in your life." He hummed, lifting his head to look into her eyes. "I'm just... Your good friend, with bad tendencies."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>30-08-2020, 14:09:47</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, 5.15 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>“Someday, when you are ready, I will be here. I will listen it all, if you want to tell it to me. And I will tell it all to you, if you wish to hear it. There is no hurry. We all move at our own pace. You are moving forward, at your own pace.” Her voice was full of kindness and warmth. There wasn’t a hint left of her beastly side who was responsible of many of Albion’s fresh bruises. <br><br>“Why should it be hard for me to tell what is true? I’m telling you what I think. Maybe you aren’t used on hearing kind words. I will shower you with them until you understand that that’s how the things are supposed to be, until you understand that it’s what you deserve. I’m not lying to you. You are blind to everything good in you, so allow me to be the mirror who will show you all the wonderful things that make you you.” <br><br>The fox demon looked at him, little worried, when he said that his mind was a dark and terrible place. She took his hand into her, placing her fingertips against his. “Albion, my dear friend, there is darkness in everyone’s mind. Sure some have more darkness than others, but we all have our own share. If it’s a dark and terrible place, then follow me. I will lead you away from there. I will keep you in light. All you need to do is follow me.” The fox meant well. Was she saying that in rhetorical way or did she mean it in practise, it was impossible to know. Either way the girl interlaced their fingers and brushed his knuckles with her soft lips. She knew that there was something really dark inside Albion, and it was slowly eating him away. No matter how much she wanted to help him, she couldn’t when he didn’t let her to do that. So she wait, and be there if he ever needed her.<br><br>When he rested his head on her shoulder Nerissa raised her free hand to stroke slowly his hair. The man could feel how she gently leaned her head against his before blowing into his hair. Her tenderness knew no boundaries. “Someday, someday you are ready to move on Albion. Our way of thinking is different. I know that you are afraid. Afraid of being hurt again, losing it all again, afraid that it’s too much to endure…” She didn’t know the details. It was mostly just guesses, but Nerissa doubted it was something minor what got Albion in such a bad condition. Something devastating had happened in his past, and he was still carrying wounds from it. “Maybe you have had your share of the real demon world. I know how it’s Albion. I lived there and it’s not easy for someone as weak as me. Those who are strong make the rules and others have to live by them. Only thing we can decide ourselves is that do we want to keep on struggling, fighting and living or do we want to give up. It was… a nightmare, but I didn’t give up. <br><br>It’s all part of me forever, but I don’t have to let it control me. I want to leave all that behind and move forward. I want to live in this day, in this moment. There is only pain and sorrow in that dark past. In this day I have so many things to be happy about. If I was stuck in my past I couldn’t enjoy from these moments. I could never be free. No. Albion, I want to make as many happy memories as possible. So, when my time comes I will have no regrets. The day I die I don’t want to look back and regret that I didn’t do something I wanted to.” Nerissa smiled against his hair and kissed the white hair like she was kissing a child’s head. <br><br>“Ooh… I remember that day. You looked so miserable, and smelled awful” Nerissa chuckled. “I didn’t even know you that well. Having you here now makes it feel like a distant dream, to think that you once avoided me so much. I like to think that you would have done the exact same thing for me, without hesitation. Maybe because you didn’t enough your own life to second guess, but anyway, you would have done it. Having you here, like this, makes me think it was all worth it. You are a good man. Better than you want to believe. It was scary, quite awkward… and kind of exciting. Thank you for looking after me. Mmh… Is that why you are kind to me? I always thought you are so kind to me for the same reason I’m to you. Because you are my important friend and I care deeply of you.” <br><br>Nerissa lowered her voice into a whisper. She couldn’t hide a mischievous tone from her voice. “And because you are my special friend, after making me do all <em>those</em> things for you… The way you look when… mmmh” The fox demon hummed. There was no need to finish that sentence. He would get it. “I wonder do you look different when you are trying so hard to control it, to hold back…” Nerissa added, just to confuse him. “You are the only friend I have seen like that” The girl whispered in his ear.<br><br>“Oh, I do. Please, pay no mind to it. It’s just harmless fun that harms no one. Let it be like that.” Nerissa nodded at Albion about her knowing there was a lot he would do for her. She was aware of that. “It’s okay. You do what you can and if I ask more it’s my mistake. Not yours. I will find someone special. Someday. Someday. It seems to take longer than I thought, but someday there will be someone standing by my side and making me one happy fox. Until then my nights are going to be long and lonely. I can’t find comfort from arms of strangers like you do. That… it would make me feel used and cheap.” She didn’t sound like she was judging his way of life. The girl simply noted that it wasn’t for her. <br><br>With a genuine, soft smile she met Albion’s gaze. “No Albion. You are my precious, dear friend. You might be my favorite human in the whole world.” Nerissa stated festively and placed a small kiss in the middle of Albion’s forehead. <br><br>The fox demon had too much love inside her, and no one to give it to, so she shared eagerly that overflowing love to her friends. Often making them feel confused or awkward, but her intentions were good.<br><br>When Albion didn’t understand that this was a perfect opportunity to pet her ears the fox demon raised his hand up, between her ears so he had the freedom to choose which ear he wanted to caress. “How do you feel now Albion? Are you feeling uncomfortable now? I hope you aren’t… I feel like I’m at home. I feel safe and calm near you. You are warm and I like feeling your strong body against mine.” It was said in such an innocent fashion. No matter how many times he told her that there were things she shouldn’t say, she kept telling them. In her opinion there was no shame in saying aloud positive things. Especially when they were true. <br><br>Sometimes Nerissa felt like there was sexual tension between them. Maybe there was, or then she was just imagining it. Oh dear, maybe that was the reason why Albion hoped she would soon find someone? Hopefully he had that wish only because he wanted to see her happy. As a man Albion couldn’t hide his arousal completely, so Nerissa had noticed it sometimes, but she didn’t take it personally. They were both adults. She didn’t ask about the services Albion bought, and he didn’t talk about them. But the fact that he did buy sex told its own story about that he was a virile man. If he got sometimes a little excited because of something she did it was just a natural reaction which had nothing to do with her. It could have been caused by any woman. Such moments seemed to embarrass the poor guy greatly, so Nerissa didn’t make a fuss of them. Except when she felt like teasing him on purpose.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>31-08-2020, 05:37:41</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>"Hah? Where'd that come from? Ah, the tale is long and bothersome anyway, and it just brings up bitter memories... But if it truly doesn't bother you then... Maybe one day, when I'm ready... Oh, but you do say the strangest things at times..." Albion loosed a quiet chuckle from his throat. She was far too forward and direct at times, and it felt like sometimes she could stay things with one thing in mind while a conversational partner took away something different from it. <br><br>He shook his head slowly, finding her blunt honesty rather adorable, but also awkward to deal with. He could never tell what he should say in reply to her when she had been so unrepentantly honest to him. That this was honesty at all was baffling to the white-haired male. "Ah, Neri... You shouldn't just... Hm..." he cleared his throat awkwardly, trying to look in any other direction. These compliments, these good feelings from the fox demon were unexpected from what should have just been a training moment. But... He had forced her to remember things she didn't want to, was it not only fair that he helped her calm down by listening to everything she had to say.<br><br>Plus it wasn't like he was going anywhere between the aches and her weight on his lap.<br><br>Nerissa was relentless, offering to even be a beacon in his time of nred, and now he couldn't keep his eyes from widening as a hand came up to his face. Even the others training had quietly stopped to watch the dramatic talk unfold, and watch how embarassed the man had become while Nerissa remained dedicated on her path to try and make the man happy. How amusing was it that they could see the things even the man could not. Even the receptionist could be seen wiping a tear from her eye as Nerissa spoke almost novella-quality words with complete that would make any gentle soul weep.<br><br>"Ah... This is..." He had only intended to help Nerissa feel better, yet somehow she had reversed the table and now it was almost like she was trying to help him. Everything from her words to her body language was overwhelming the solitary man, and by the gods he had no words to respond with under the torrent of her generosity.<br><br>She... Was certainly right. This was such a familiar state that he'd nearly forgotten it. It brought up unpleasant memories, but also warm ones, and it was the notion that Nerissa did this out if kindness and understanding that he could just heave a quiet sign and relax against his friend. "It's been too long... Hah, how pathetic can I be to try and forget such a thing? How foolish must I be to believe I could drown such memories in drunken revelries? All it takes are a few kind gestures, and they rise like a geyser..." he mumbled quietly, before he turned his head up a bit to look at her. "All this time, you've fought to move forward... I need to be like that too. If I live in the past, I won't ever get the chance to see if happiness really does exist for bitter people like me."<br><br>After the moment of treading down memory lane long before he joined SOPHE, the trip down memory lane <em>after</em> he joined made him snort quietly. "Ah, I think I'd had a taste of something strong that day. I can't even remember most of it until I got thrown out of the car and curbstomped. What possessed you to just stick your neck out for a coworker you barely even knew, I wonder?" He mused, before closing his eyes. Weren't he roles reversed... He was sure there would be a gun in his hand and a Mexican standoff in progress if he'd found her beaten up like that. "Well, yeah, I'm kind for that reason too, but it helps that I kind of have a focus when I had none before. Besides, I've had a more lively life these last three years since meeting you than I remember growing up with... And it's not because of all the vices." He was quick to add, knowing anyone with half a brain would probably call him out for them.<br><br>However, when she started to whisper with that mischievous tone, his heart skipped a beat as his legs shifted uncomfortably. "H-hey, don't say things like that so carelessly... D-don't hum like that either...!" He winced, feeling the emotional moment slowly replaced by a more humorous one, shuddering quietly as he closed his eyes. "Gods, you're evil when you want to be, Nerissa." He mumbled quietly with a huff, blowing some of her hair gently.<br><br>Shaking his head, he gave a soft shrug. "I suppose I don't mind being observed if it's you. At least it's someone I trust watching me." He mused, pulling back a bit and stretching. He was beginning to feel a little better now... Physically anyway. "Hopefully sooner rather than later. I don't want you becoming bitter like me. You're too kind and friendly for an existence like that... And yes, pkease, especially don't be like me picking up hookers for those especially lonely nights." He couldn't help but feel like she was bashing him for his choice, but he knew it was a very bad habit. He was able to get the taste of the comforts of a woman without the fear of profound loss... Only the temporary feel of loss when he woke with a woman absent from his bed. But at least he knew they were alive and well, and that was enough for him <br><br>Still, few things could prepare him for the true depths of affection Nerissa could shower him with. The kiss to his forehead was quite welcome and comforting at least... But her following words made him sigh and shake awkwardly, as if he were trying to position himself carefully under her. "Ah, uncomfortable... Is probably not the word I would use to describe it." He smiled awkwardly, as he moved his other hand to her head, allowing both hands to pet her ears gently. They flicked so cutesy when he scritched and brushed them. "Saying things like that... You truly are one silly fox..." It was all he could say, really. The mental imagery was strong... But maybe all she needed was a hug, and that was what she meant by feeling him against her in such a way. Maybe he just misunderstood things...<br><br>Lowering his arms, he curled them around the foxgirl and smiled. "Thank you... For everything. For being a friend, to not telling on me for the awkward things I've done. Thank you for caring, Neri." He hummed, trying ro give a meaningful hug to the woman. Even if the onlookers who were watching hoped for more than a silly hug...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>31-08-2020, 05:57:04</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 1:30 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Second Floor Balcony<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr>With every word Nerissa uttered, Toshiro's mind flew deeper into a whirlwind of loathing and doubt. Every instinct inherent to his character demanded that he reach out to the kneeling fox demoness and console her, to wipe the tears from her usually beaming face and apologize for his abhorrent accusations and monstrous behavior that had brought her to such a sorrowful state. Nerissa had always been such a source of boundless curiosity and joy, and Toshiro himself would often find his day made so much brighter by even glimpsing one of her peculiar faux pas or charming attempts at improving someone's day. There Toshiro was, tearing down an innocent soul as a result of misery brought on by his own ineptitude, except that wasn't how it was. <br><br>If there was one thing that experience had taught, it was that the true cruelty of a disciple of Calder was not in the just the physical harm they could inflict, but their boundless capacity for destroying a person's soul entirely by weaponizing their most harmful insecurities and impulses. It hadn't been enough that Nerissa had used his feelings for Albion against him only the night before, now she was trying to frame this confrontation as Toshiro greedily trying to deprive the once usually dour Albion of the one person that had seemed to brighten his spirits recently, to make it seem as if Toshiro was the larger threat to Albion between the two individuals who found themselves alone on that cold balcony.<br><br>“Albion is your friend? How could you say that?” Pushing Nerissa's phone away from himself as he averted his gaze to keep from having to watch the tears well up around the demoness' eyes, he subconsciously ran a shaky hand over Marceline's fur in response to her rubbing her nose against the pads of his fingers. “How could you call yourself his friend after you used his body to...to h-hurt...” He could still recall the pressure of Albion's body against his at the Indigo Lounge. Immaculate visions of a seductive gaze trailing behind the taste of Albion's whiskey stained lips against Toshiro's. Then in a flash pain screamed across Toshiro's body as he remembered those cold hate tinged eyes staring down at him as his only friend rained down upon the unmoving scientist with blow after blow.<br><br>What finally brought tears to Toshiro's eyes wasn't the pain, for he'd endured worse, nor was it the feeling of violation at having had a stranger take such intimate advantage of him. What crossed the threshold for the battered man before Nerissa was the knowledge that because of this demon, he would, until the end of his days, have a perfect memory of Albion's face staring down at him in utter disgust and contempt, forever inseparable from all other times spent with the man for it's impact and for how exact the illusion had been.<br><br><em>Toshiro always could remember their faces, all of them unfathomably wretched in their horrific state. It had nearly been ten years and yet not a single detail had gone astray. 'All my fault.'</em> “You made him into a monster... It wasn't what he wanted... Never would have... if he'd known...” Toshiro's breath began to quicken as memories bubbled up to the surface. <em>What could barely still be referred to as the anguished screams of humans still rung out as clear as they had on that day.</em> Toshiro raised his voice to be heard above them, the calls echoing from long ago that Nerrisa could not hear almost threatening to drown him out as he tried to unsuccessfully to continue, “I didn't... he wouldn't have...”<br><br>Staring ahead with tears now openly running down his cheeks, it took Marceline pressing the top of her soft head up into his chin for him to clear his head of where memories lead. Wiping his face free with the sleeve of his gray hoodie and taking a series of deep breaths, he regarded Nerissa once again, “The pictures don't mean anything Nerissa, I've seen Calder's kind fake greater proof that this. I wasn't as out of it as you thought, I saw Albion turn back into you after you'd...” The corner of Toshiro's nostril twitched in boundless contempt as he continued, “I saw you take the statue and put it in the bag you stole. It's why he... it's why you asked about the rubies at the bar, isn't it? To see what you could get for it.”<br><br>Not waiting for an answer to what he knew to be true, Toshiro continued with his voice reverting to the passive tone it had adopted when he first made his threat, “If you were after money, I can pay for the statue, far more than you'll get for the cost of the gems and metals. I can forget what you did to me, but if you if I find out you've done this to anyone else at SOPHE, there is not a power on Earth or in the demon realms that will keep me from making sure you do not have the chance to do it again.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>31-08-2020, 07:00:17</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Asmodiel, Ryusei, Leasick, Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Training<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Tank Top and Shorts<br><hr><br>They were doing well. Well was hardly enough to take on Azmodiel, though. Kevin could barely avoid Ryusei being thrown back at him. It was impressive to see how quickly Ryusei threw himself back into the fray, but that was a given. As one could tell with the way their trainer handed the blows out, Ryusei was much more able to take what Azmodiel was capable of dishing out then the other two. That was something Kevin always kept in mind, largely because first his parents, and then Azmodiel had taught him - he could be good, but he was human. And that meant he was far from invincible. But then again, even at Azmodiel's level, there would always be someone better. A lot of training had to do with how you dealt with that.<br><br>Mallory seemed to be trying to cope with that right now. Enough that he took one moment to reassure her. "Don't worry, Mal, he won't push you more than you can take. Just try and get in while we're engaging him and you should be fine." Introducing Mallory was a new wrinkle though, and one he was sure Azmodiel was sure to take advantage of - Ryusei's father had to know that Kevin's first instinct would be to protect Mallory, and for that matter, it would probably strongly affect Ryusei and Leasick's strategy as well. But again, probably him the most. The only plus to that was of the three of them, Kevin had the least with which to cause Azmodiel harm of any kind.&nbsp; Though landing any blow was a kind of win in this particular game.<br><br>Now that the fight was on, coordination was more difficult, but necessary. While Ryusei took the front, Kevin did his best to maneuver around. It only had so much utility - Azmodiel was fast. Inhumanly fast - even by definition. But Ryusei had Azmodiel's blood in him, which meant that Kevin could count on the son being nearly as fast as the father - the main advantage there was the number of years Azmodiel had to develop his technique - far longer than Kevin had any right to expect to live, even if he did survive to a ripe old age. But if he could come from behind, then Leasick could move in from the side, and maybe, just maybe...<br><br>With a nod to Leasick, Kevin spun around and rolled right. Rolling wasn't absolutely necessary, but Kevin had learned the hard way about the value of staying low, years before he had even met Azmodiel. Jack Finch may have not been a demon, but he was no lightweight, and Kevin had been much smaller back then anyway. By some miracle, he did make it most of the way around Azmodiel's flank, and was in a decent if not ideal position to press the attack. Which he did, moving as he could to try and form some attack around Azmodiel's kidneys.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>31-08-2020, 07:10:38</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Second floor balcony<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro | Mentions: Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A new day<br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>This was all so confusing and sad! Had this human gone insane? Maybe whatever had happened to him, leaving him in his miserable state, was too much and his mind shattered? Or maybe this was part of Toshiro? He just became a delusional and scary man sometimes? Should she just call Albion and tell him to come take care of Toshiro? If this was something that happened often, surely he would know that to do. What if this was something Toshiro had tried to keep as a secret? She couldn’t go asking help from anyone else in the SOPHE. From Albion maybe… Perhaps Toshiro had some medication and he had forgotten to take it? Nothing he said made sense!<br><br>“Because it’s the truth…” Nerissa mumbled quietly when he refused to look at her phone. She wanted to be friends with Toshiro because they worked at the same place and they both were friends of Albion. And because she had thought that Toshiro was a kind and good person. <br><br>“I… what…? I-I-I didn’t use his body!” Nerissa shook her head vigorously and turned quickly to look away. Her face was burning red. It was supposed to be a secret, dammit! “I did just the bare minimum that was necessary and he told me do that… and it’s not like someone got hurt…” Her tail was swishing from side to side. <br><br>However Toshiro’s following words made Nerissa realize that they were talking about different things. She sighed and looked up at the sky. This would be a stupid thing to do, but she couldn’t just stand there and look him suffering like that.<br><br>“Marceline, I’m sorry but I need to move you a bit…” The fox demon came to Toshiro and moved the cat by his side on the bench. She ignored all the mean words the man said, his threat. “There is no one else but us here. No one can hear you.” Nerissa said as she sat on Toshiro’s lap and gently, but with determination, pulled his head against her chest. They wouldn’t negotiate about this. “I can see that you are in pain. It’s not just physical pain, but your heart is being tortured. There is no one else here now, so I will be the one to comfort you. Let it all come out Toshiro. Let all the pain and sorrow pour out. If you want to throw threats at me, hate me, curse me after that, I’m still here and you can do so, but right now… You need this. Don’t even try to push me away. I’m not letting you go.” Her warm, tender voice whispered. Her words were filled with compassion. Her fingers moved on Toshiro’s hair and started to stroke his dark hair slowly. Her smaller body leaned lightly against the man, offering her warmth in his comfort. Nera pushed aside her own feelings in order to be there for Toshiro. He probably didn’t want her anywhere near him, but she wasn’t going to move away easily. <br><br>That was something Nerissa wished one would do to her if she was in same situation as Toshiro was now. The fox demon knew that she putting herself at a risk. This might be the last drop for Toshiro and push him over the edge, making him attack her. Even so she couldn’t just be there and do nothing, or walk away. Good things in life required hard work and sacrifices. If she wanted to befriend this human, she would need to take risks. <br><br>The things Toshiro said started slowly make sense to her. “Toshiro, when you are ready… when you are feeling calmer, I will explain this all to you. Things aren’t as you think they are. Whatever it’s that you have lost, I will help you get it back.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>31-08-2020, 07:45:02</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, 5.15 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>It happened so stealthily that Albion didn’t even notice it happening. Every time he moved a bit back, away from the fox demon, she moved closer, which lead him leaning further and further back until he was lying on his back on the floor. Nerissa right on top of him. “Thank you for being here for me…” Nerissa whispered back. <br><br>Her hands pulled Albion’s hands above his head, her fingers interlaced with his. Her slim body pressed against his. Their eyes locked as the girl lowered her head, her soft lips closing Albion’s. He could feel her breathing against his lips, almost feel them on his… but then the fox demon quickly gave one long and wet lick on his neck before rolling off of him, giggling like a mischievous child who knew she had done something she shouldn’t.<br><br>The moment was gone. Albion could hear frustrated murmuring around them, from the other people in the gym. More than one wanted to slap Albion across face at that moment because he didn’t seize the moment, but let it slip by. Nerissa was happily oblivious to such things. -POOF!- There was a pink cloud and after that the big eared fox was running around Albion like she had been staying still so long she had to use all that pent-up energy in something. The fox made big leaps into the air, turning around in the mid-air and running again at other direction before jumping again. <br><br>It was time to leave all those dark thoughts behind and focus on this moment! The fox jumped on Albion’s chest and made her happy tippy taps dance on his chest, to show she was all ready to continue their training. That how much there was left of Albion to continue was a different thing. When the man didn’t get up from the floor fast enough in her opinion, the fox took a corner of his shirt’s collar into her mouth and began tugging it while happily wagging her big fluffy tail.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>31-08-2020, 09:11:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Attack of the fluff<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>"How do I let this happen to me?" Albion muttered quietly as he laid on his mack, the form of Nerissa over him. The two guys had their phones out, ready if they needed to record, while the Receptionist looked starry-eyed, chewing on the cap of her pen as she couldn't wait to see what happened next! Would the fox girl find true happiness? Would the dour man finally leave the gloomy forest he locked himself inside of!? This was the kind of drama one could only see in real life, television had nothing on this kind of entertainment!<br><br>"N-Neri, wait... N-Not..." He shuddered gently, hands over his head as he lost his sentence in the eyes of the daring woman closing in on him.&nbsp; He held his breath as she leaned in, almost threatening to kiss him... But blinked and stifled a ticklish chuckle as Nerissa instead licked his neck and rolled off with a laugh! He would never know what the gesture was like to her, but given she did it to him so freely, maybe it didn't hold as much meaning as he thought it did. Nevertheless, the scene took a disappointing turn for onlookers as the men put away their phones and the Receptionist glared at Albion especially before turning her attention back to the computer. <br><br>With a sigh, Albion sat up and coughed lightly amidst the smoke, waving it aside and propping himself on his hands as he watched Nerissa prance around him in her cute fox form. Even ands she performed her acrobatics, the white haired male never failed to smile and as he watched her frolic about. He fwumped back to the ground and as Nerissa leapt on his chest, beginning to tug his shirt gently. "Alright, alright! Someone's certainly got energy to burn, and I think I'm good for more.. We got a little waylaid, but I think it was a worthwhile venture." He mused, reaching his hands up and gently scritching her ears. Sitting upright, he hummed as he looked down at her. "Since you look like you're not tired in the slightest, why I don't I actually join you in the training this time by giving you a target to fight against? That should keep you on your feet, hm?" He asked, tilting his head to the side with a knowing grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>31-08-2020, 20:42:52</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>The fox sat down, curling the tail around her legs as she looked way up at Albion. Nerissa tilted her head on the same Albion had tilted his. It was more difficult to read expressions from her face in the fox form, but that smile was easy enough to recognise. <br><br>-POOF!- The fox demon stood at a safe distance from the man. “Are you sure you are okay? If you think you are good enough to continue training, I’m all ready for you. You haven’t even broken a sweat yet!” The girl had a feeling he might be more sore than he let her know, but maybe he was hiding it to save her feelings, or his own because he didn’t want to look weak. Whichever it was she would just need to keep an eye on him and tell him this session was over if it looked like Albion didn’t understand his own limits.<br><br>“What you want me to do next, Albion Neri-Not-Here Remington?” That playful smile on her lips told its own story of that the fox was teasing him on purpose. In all honesty, Albion told her quite often that ‘not here’. Nera didn’t know just how she was supposed to take it. Did it mean that she could do whatever she wanted to if there was no one else seeing them…? Did this have something to do with the reputation Albion wanted to uphold?&nbsp; It was just too much for her to understand this human completely! <br><br>In either case, Nera was ready to learn something new from Albion or keep practising. After all, this was all about repetition. Repeating a same move until her body would remember it, and use it by instinct when needed.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>31-08-2020, 21:01:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nera's Apartment<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Triple Kill[1,000XP]<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> "I meant quick in taking off my clothes. <em>That</em> is gonna take us all night, maybe part of the morning too. Don't worry about being late to work today, I'll handle it." Then they kissed, and the little fox demon was a damn good kisser. He left her weak in the knees from their lip lock, but she was no slouch, and the tingle that started up in his stomach from feeling her soft, plump lips against his own wasn't easy to ignore. In her state of lust filled ecstasy and confusion, she couldn't even turn the knob to stop the shower water from cascading down around them. He turned it off for her, and cupped her chin as she asked what would happen if he got her pregnant. That wasn't the plan, but plans change and if that happened, they'd deal with it. But he was confident he wouldn't make a mistake such as that.<br><br>&nbsp;At least, he didn't plan on it. "Don't worry about that," he told her with a fixed gaze before capturing her lips again. They had already gone past the point of no return. Now, they just had to go through with what they both wanted, both <em>needed</em>, and greet tomorrow like the new day it was, taking things a step at a time from there. She asked if she could touch him, and considering how close they were, and that she'd been handsy all night without permission, he understood her question. He nodded yes, gripping her ass again and gently squeezing her perfect cheeks. "You can touch <em>whatever</em> you want, Nerissa. I'm yours." The delicious scent coming off of Nerissa, and the pure focus he had on her and her body had robbed Azmodiel of his usual laser-like focus that let him sense not just the demons, but the people around him by the aura's they gave off.<br><br>&nbsp;He was so taken by the sexy little fox that he hadn't noticed the four demons of varying species and the human who'd gathered outside of her apartment before the power was cut. He knew it wasn't him, and Nera couldn't have done it, nor would she have since they were focused on each other and not any frills or extras aside from each other. What snapped him out of it was the scent of rot and decay so close he nearly gagged. And then shortly after, the sound of metal falling onto wood echoed through the apartment. This caused him to gently pull away from her, and start stepping out of the tub as she asked if he heard what she had. "Heard it...smelled it too. Nerissa, my dear. I want you to stay in here. Don't come out until I say, understood?"<br><br>&nbsp;Before he left the room, he snapped his fingers to create an orb of fire, then he heated it up so much that it ionized and became electricity. Black lightning that was as beautiful as it was terrifying. He didn't use it to attack though, and instead let it cascade harmlessly around the room for a moment. "Use your illusions to hide. I've covered your scent, but it won't last long. You just smell too damn good," he said with a grin. Then, right before he grabbed the door handle, he turned back to her. "I'll be right back." As he spoke, she'd be able to hear a steel, a malice in his voice he'd never heard before, as she'd never heard Azmodiel genuinely mad. And right now, he was <em>furious</em>. <br><br>Still stark naked, he walked out of the bathroom, his red eyes blazing bright in the darkness, and his hard earned erection deflated, along with the happiness and pleasure he'd been experiencing. Now there was nothing but anger. Not only at having his night interrupted, but for them having the nerve to try and hurt one of his people. Decay, an Anubian, a Reaper, a Shadow, and a human. It was a strange combination, but he figured he'd leave at least one alive to explain this to him. "I don't know if you all decided on this together, or if you were paid, or whatever your plan is. But you've all doomed yourselves to oblivion. This place is under the protection of Azmodiel. <strong>The Betrayer.</strong> Your presence is an affront and must be...<em>rectified</em>." Reaching over to pick up a pen from a table, the elder demon flicked it so fast that the human fell over dead before any of them realized what happened.<br><br>&nbsp;The pen had pierced his skull, gone clean out the other side, and was now embedded in the far wall. The Anubis demon snarled, jumping clean across the apartment and summoning a green mist into his hand. Probably an attack to affect the soul based on what he was. While he was still in the air, Azmodiel was suddenly before him, thrusting his head forward and driving a horn into the demon's chest. He hadn't gored somebody in a few hundred years, but it was still just as effective as always, and as the Anubian demon wheezed, he still managed a grin and slapped his green glowing hand down onto Azmodiel's shoulder. Only, nothing happened. "I tempered my soul and spirit against tricks like this thousands of years ago. You're worthless...so die."<br><br>&nbsp;Yanking his horn out, Az caught the Anubian before he could fall to the floor by his skull, and <em>squeezed</em> until a sickening CRUNCH loudly interrupted the stunned silence of the others. Az dropped his corpse to the floor, then held up a hand and licked the blood he'd spilt. It had been so long since he drank the blood of his enemies. The Anubian was now dead, leaving only the Reaper, the Shadow, and the Decay demon. "You reapers can cause death with a touch, but you yourselves aren't immune to having your life stolen. Isn't that just funny?" An aura of intense evil and malice began to rise from Azmodiel, and even the Reaper with his skeletal face showed fear and terror after seeing two comrades murdered without so much as a second thought.<br><br>&nbsp;The War Demon wondered what was going through their minds now that they'd made the biggest mistake ever near the very end of their lives? Then he thought...does it matter? Walking over to the Reaper, the demon made a shriek of surprise and started throwing palm slaps and punches at Azmodiel, hoping his death touch would work. But the Betrayer had fought Reapers so powerful they could steal the life from villages, cities even. This was a pretender in his eyes, and his little love taps were akin to a child hitting his father in the shins and thinking he'd actually hurt him.<br><br>&nbsp;A sneer, and a look of pure boredom came over Azmodiel for a moment as he thrust his palm out, hitting the Reaper in the chest and sending him crashing through the kithcen's island. Before he could recover, Az was in his face, pulling him off the floor and holding him above his head. With a roar, the Reaper grasped Azmodiel's face and tried as hard as he could to will his touch to kill the man. But it was to no avail and the Elder Demon grabbed one of the Reaper's horns and snapped it clean off, then turned it around and jabbed it deep into his heart; so deep it came out the other side. "Go to your rest. I'll send your friends after you soon." The Reaper struggled in his last breaths, until finally he went limp and his body faded into nothingness. "Now for you two,", Azmodiel said and turned to the remaining Decay and Shadow demon.<br><br>&nbsp;The entire fight had only lasted for a few moments, so they still hadn't moved from where they stood. "You should just accept your fates and embrace death for the mistake of coming here. Because if you run...?" His eyes suddenly blazed so brightly that the room lit up. "You'll just <em>die tired</em>." This was the Azmodiel he hadn't been in a long time. The terror in the hearts of any demon he was sent against. This was the reason that even now, decades later SOPHE still kept a close eye on him. He was one of the most dangerous demons to ever exist alive or dead, and he was <em>pissed off</em>.<br><br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>01-09-2020, 02:43:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Preparing for round two<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>"Well, if I'm not okay, I'm definitely going to be feeling this tonight and tomorrow. But tomorrow looks like it's going to be a slow day anyway, so I don't have to worry about it too much." Albion remarked as he pushed himself to a stand once Nerissa -POOFED!- off his chest. One could see his getting up was a little slow, and his stretching seem to draw pained twitches from his face, but he was otherwise ready to continue. "It'd be laughable to me and everyone else if I couldn't fight on through even this much. It's nothing compared to the stuff I did when I was younger."<br><br>Then again, the kind of training he got involved with was not only physically demanding but sometimes mentally scarring too. It very much wound up survival of the fittest, but he put those thoughts aside for the time being. In the present, such training wasn't required, and would even feel more wasteful as it should have been back then. Young and dumb didn't even begin to describe his old years... Maybe he wasn't too far off from that point even now. But at the least, he was in a relatively better place with much better company. <br><br>The name call had earned Neri a moment of Albion giving her a flat look and snorting. "I hope that isn't my catch phrase or something... But since you want to be playful, let's do something different. How about we make a game out of it?" He folded his arms, knowing the little fox loved games of all sorts... However, there were certain caveats that made games more interesting. "On the mat, you and I fight, punches, kicks, slaps, grabs, anything and everything within your power. If you pin me down once for ten seconds, you win. But I win if I pin you down three times, ten seconds each." He hummed, moving toward his bag and unzipping it to withdraw the cushioned gear he probably should have been using when he first asked Neri to test herself against him.<br><br>He wore it this time to help mitigate any if the blows he would be dealing against her, but there was still one important thing missing from the game... A reward, or even a reason to engage in the activity, and Albion had apparently forgotten to 'sweeten the deal' so to speak. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>01-09-2020, 04:00:43</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>“Ah yes. You are getting old for a human, aren’t you? Does your back ache and have you placed your order for eyeglasses? You are already a little grumpy sometimes. I thought it’s just part of your personality, but must be just your age showing through, old man” The fox demoness wagged her tail. There was still much for her to understand from this aging of the humans, and how they were supposed to be at different ages, but as far as she understood Albion wasn’t that old yet. Wasn’t he kind of at his prime age now…? <br><br>“Ohh! Yes, let’s make it a game!” Nerissa was already in though she didn’t even know what it would be. Her eyes beamed from excitement. “On the mat, you and I… Yea, I like that idea. Oh, you are going to hit me this time?” The fox asked as she followed him taking the protective gear out. It would be only fair. “Mmh… That sounds fair enough. Thank you for evening out the things for me! What do I get if I win? No, don’t say you will buy me a drink. That’s only a way to motivate someone who lives to drink” Like you. <br><br>“So, if I get you into the mat one for 10 seconds I will get something nice. Ooh! This is fun!” The fox demoness was clapping her hands together overjoyed. What should she ask for a reward? “Mmh… Oh. I have&nbsp; a car that just sits in a storage. It’s all dusty and dirty. It’s really in need of a wash…” These kind of things didn’t usually end well for Albion. The fox had something in her mind already and the way she looked at the man told it would be nothing good for him. “If I win, I are going to wash my car. In front of SOPHE. In a swimwear I get to you.” She had seen him swimming already, but she hadn’t seen him in a swimsuit. Now that she thought about, she hadn’t seen much of him in any occasion… Anyway, that wouldn’t be too cruel to him, but it would be fun to watch. Not only for her but everyone else who would happen to be present. <br><br>“Don’t even think about trying to back out from this now! This is all about my training and as a good instructor you must be ready to make some sacrifices for your lovely pupil. I will be fair. If you win, I will wash your car in any outfit you want me to wear.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>01-09-2020, 05:57:39</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Nera’s home<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox problems<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><hr><br>Talk about bad timing. Nerissa’s small hand was just about to reach down, to touch <em>that,</em> what was waiting for her touch when it became obvious that something was very wrong. The mood was destroyed in a blink of an eye, despite that how long it took to build it up. Nerissa could do nothing but nod at Az’s request to hide. “Please, be careful” At the same time it felt right and stupid thing to say to the old demon. She should be probably worried for those poor souls who made the mistake of intruding into her home when Azmodiel was here too. Yet she couldn’t help but worry. To her understanding Azmodiel wasn’t immortal. Passing of the years wouldn’t kill him, but that didn’t mean that violence couldn’t destroy him just like any other living being. <br><br>Quietly she left the tub and brushed her feet on a soft mat on the floor. It was pointless. She was still wet and water drops would follow her wherever she would decide to move. The fox took her fox form and moved to sit near the door. She created an illusion of herself, placing it under a cabinet. An image of a cowering fox should be enough to draw the attention of an intruder, if he was to step into the bathroom.&nbsp; While she could slip away and make her escape if needed. Nera hid herself under a simple illusion of a basket filled with folded towels.<br><br>She sat still and just listened to the voices coming from elsewhere in the apartment. There were some ugly sounds. She could only guess what made them, and in a way she knew very well that Az was sharing death to her unwelcome guests inside these walls. <br><br><strong>^Walk away and forget what you saw here. We have no beef with you big guy^</strong> An Anubian said, and those were his last words. At that point they sensed Azmodiel’s aura, and it was too late already then. It was definitely something they hadn’t been expecting to come across with at this place.<br><br>They were killed like flies. It all looked like it was just a child’s play to Azmodiel. The two who were still standing stood there in silence. The air now had a strong smell of blood in it. The fear had settled in in the last remaining demons. They couldn’t avert their eyes from Azmodiel even if they wanted to. <br><br>This job had gone to hell. It was supposed to be an easy one!&nbsp; <br><br><strong>^Hey, let’s talk this through! There is no need for anyone to die here.^</strong> The Decay demon said, his voice shivering a bit as he raised his hands up, like signaling that he was surrendering.<strong> ^How about we pay the damages and apologise properly and then we…^</strong> He looked at his side.<br><br>There was no ‘we’. The Shadow demon had slid into the shadows, concealing her aura and leaving her comrade to deal with Az alone. The Decay made an attempt to put a friendly smile on his face. That fucking bitch! He swallowed.<strong> ^I meant that, then I will take my leave and let you be in peace^</strong> In face of certain doom there was no shame in groveling. <br><br>The Shadow demon had sensed the fox demon, but they had to bring her back alive. At this surprising situation it would be stupid to try to get the fox, especially when bringing most of the fox wouldn’t do. She scrapped the idea of going after the fox demon. If everything had gone as planned it would have been a fun game of hide and seek to catch the illusion fox. All she could do was run, and it would have been so much fun to let her think she got away just before snatching her. <br><br>Screw the one who gave them the information! There wasn’t a mention of that the cursed fox demon had the fucking Betrayer himself as her fuckbuddy! She wasn’t going to die here for this. Nope. In her incorporeal form the Shadow demon went straight for the exit, without having the lightest sting of conscience about leaving her comrade behind.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>01-09-2020, 22:26:49</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Family</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/4WYA2ZY.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a7/03/14/a703147d50902aa78ea9fc06d4f60cae.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Riko/Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 14th, 2001, 2PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Medical Wing Waiting Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Murder on my mind<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> As soon as he said it, Azmodiel's heart fell because he knew the type of person Hanna was. She existed to hurt people, bringing them down to her level and then stepping on them. She was so bad, she was basically the only human he knew by name that he legitimately wanted to kill. And only moments after revealing her intended name, Hanna stepped on that too. She was so self-righteous and arrogant that she <em>decided</em> Carol's wish didn't matter as much as her own petty grievance with her sister. As she decided the girls name was Mallory, and the nurse just complied, knowing it was wrong, Riko shot her with a look of disgust for allowing such a monster to do what she wanted.<br><br>&nbsp;"Don't...just don't," Riko managed to speak as she held up a hand to silence the nurse while ignoring Hanna. She knew the rules, and she also knew that someone with a conscience and a heart would bend them for the benefit of the child. It seemed that wouldn't happen today though. Azmodiel on the other hand clenched his fists, resisting the urge to reach out and snap her neck as easily as he could a toothpick. What his resistance got him was a momentary inability to keep his aura in check, and the entire building, as well as every building in a three block radius shook as if an earthquake was rolling through.<br><br>&nbsp;It was only when he felt his wife's tiny hand squeezing his that he came back to himself, and he took a deep, calming breath. When the nurse found a convenient excuse to escape the vile woman she <em>knew</em> she'd left the baby with, Hanna opened her dirty mouth and started talking. Both Tetsuda's heard every word, but it sounded like so much drivel. Finally, Riko laughed. She understood now. "I get it. I <em>finally</em> get it. And even though you've been lying in your own squalor for your entire life, it never dawned on you." <br><br>"Carol <em>was</em> a prodigy. One of the most brilliant humans I've ever met. She's not the one who made you feel worthless though, as she never made any of us feel that way. You did it to yourself when you kept comparing yourself to her and kept falling short. It's easy to blame someone else for your shortcomings when you're so bad at life that all you can do is fail over and over and over again, and then cause misery when your realize your parents figured out early on you weren't worth a solitary shit, which ironically is the only thing you're actually good at." <br><br>Shifting into his full demon form, and growing in height and mass, Azmodiel walked over to Hanna, stopping right in front of her and staring down with eyes blazing an evil red. "I'll give you <em>one</em>...warning. If you hurt that girl, I'll know. And if you hurt her, make no mistake. I will <em>kill</em> you, and leave no trace. Then we'll take this little bundle of joy," he paused to reach a finger down and felt his heart melt when the baby grabbed it and started to play with it.<br><br>&nbsp;"And we will fill her life with so much happiness and love that whatever remains of your spirit will be filled nothing but despair and spite. So please, continue to try our patience. Because if you consider your life worth the risk, then I'll be happy to end your suffering...since clearly nothing in this world can bring you peace." Riko shuddered when she heard the calm, quiet storming rage of her husband. She'd seen him angry, but she'd never seen him murderous, and that's what he was. It legitimately scared her to see him like this, but it confirmed his love and commitment to their friend and her child. It was strange to say, but she'd never been more proud of him than right now, as he threatened to kill the sister of their friend, the aunt of her child; the <em>bitch</em> who wanted to punish a baby for being born, because she wasn't up to snuff her entire life. Shameful.<br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>01-09-2020, 23:30:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 1:30 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Second Floor Balcony<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="" class="spoiler_header">CONTENT WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Recalling assault </div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr><br>While Toshiro would certainly analyze Nerissa's somewhat peculiar words regarding her relationship with Albion's body in the days to come, the battered man was too distracted with the moment to think on them further. Every time he felt as if he'd attained some form of emotional footing, every time he thought he had gathered the resolve necessary to face his attacker, the fox demoness had him questioning whether or not he'd made a mistake. Even as he made to object to her pushing aside the all too willing Marceline, he couldn't voice a denial as she suddenly and unexpectedly sat in his lap and placed his head against her chest. <br><br>Toshiro hadn't noticed how cold it was on the balcony until now, the light breeze passing over the trails left by his tears sending chills through his body that made the warmth of Nerissa's touch all the more resounding in contrast. He could feel a searing pain shooting across the bruises where her body pressed against his, but he couldn't bring himself to trade their relief for the undeniable comfort her presence was having on him as he continued to struggle to catch his breath between his usual difficulty breathing that came with his panic, and the light sobs that finally escaped him as the weight of what had happened to him felt even heavier now in Nerissa's embrace than it had as it was happening.<br><br>For a time there was only silence between them, the thick walls of SOPHE isolating them from the noise inside the building while the canopy of snow covered and arcane touched densely growing trees trees absorbed&nbsp; most of the noise coming from the city around them. The trees slowly shifted in hue as they were want to do on occasion between their verdant greens to rich ceruleans, and their icy adornments shifted silently to accommodate them; taking on the appearance of a field of crushed sapphires and emeralds sparkling beneath the midday sun, rolling up and down with an indiscernible pattern as they would occasionally stretch and contract leisurely against the densely packed Tokyo skyline through wind and magical influence.<br><br>He had no recollection of when he'd wrapped his arm's around Nerissa and buried his face into the fur lining the top of her jacket, only that as a clarity of though began to return to him, he'd found that he'd left it somewhat damp with his tears. Lifting his head slowly, Toshiro looked up towards Nerissa's face for a moment before he managed to say with a still somewhat meek choked voice, “I don't... I don't want to believe it was you Nerissa. But I can't... I can't trust you, not yet.” Life had taught him that it mattered little what he wanted, but as Toshiro saw it there were two possibilities. That Nerissa was telling the truth and that she was willing to help him despite his detestable behavior, or that she was continuing to string him along to continue reveling in his despair. As unlikely as the latter might seem, it would not have been the first time he had experienced the horror of such a cruel desire.<br><br>However with these two options, it truly meant that Toshiro had nothing to lose by at least trusting Nerissa with what had happened to him, because she would either be true to her display of unmitigated charity and help him, or she would already know what had occurred and would gain nothing by learning. Turning his gaze back towards the glistening tree tops, he stared out in silence for moment to collect his thoughts before starting without much in the way of guilt, “It started when I took something I wasn't supposed to from SOPHE. I didn't mean to hurt anyone by taking the statue, I just thought I might be able to figure out what it was on my off hours, and it hadn't ever shown signs of being a threat to anyone.”<br><br>There was little in the way of shame for his actions as he explained what had happened the previous night to Nerissa, only a audible hint of self-loathing for allowing himself to be tricked. “I should have known something was wrong when Albion started coming on to me, he'd never shown any serious interest before last night. I was just lonely I guess, last night more so than most, and it's not like I never thought about him that way. It was... it was stupid of me to think he'd ever... I guess it was kinda my fault for thinking otherwise.” Toshiro left little out in the way of illicit details, from their passionate kisses and what had seemed like an over eager desire to feel each other's touch as they clumsily made their way to Toshiro's apartment to become more intimate under the warmth of jazz and even more drink.<br><br>“That's probably where he... she got me. I'm betting she put something in my drink, because it wasn't too long after that I started losing control as I was admiring Albion's body.” With a bark of a self deriding laugh Toshiro shook his head as he suddenly recalled, “No scars... there were no scars on his chest. Fuck... I'm such an idiot.” Biting his lip for a moment he continued, “Once I was out of it Albion started to say... I never thought I'd have to hear him say things like that, and I know he didn't but... his face, his voice, it was all the same, and then he... he...” Toshiro's hand's instinctively traveled between him and Nerissa to where he'd been kicked repeatedly, the pain intensifying as the memory of the assault burned so vividly in his mind. <br><br>Coughing to clear aside the start of another sob, he looked briefly back at Nerissa but found it hard to maintain eye contact, “I think she thought I was out of it, so after taking the statue and the cash out of my wallet, she dropped her illusion and she... she looked just like you Nerissa. Same pink hair, same tail, she looked just like you except... everything about her face said she couldn't stand me.” He didn't explain further, but that look of utter disdain was why he gave any credence to the idea that Nerissa might not be the same person as his attacker, he just didn't want to believe that the person showing him such tenderness now could have hated him so much just the night before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>02-09-2020, 00:54:25</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor, Seated in Front of a Large, Bright Window<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Smart and Strange Doctor Toshiro and his Peculiar Marceline<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, and sneezing small, magical fireworks.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Causal, Mayan-like Clothes | Toshiro's Gift</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">The Doctor Toshiro spoke of ‘feelings’, as if demons should have these <em>too</em>, like humans did. And for a little while, maybe this was true. For just a little while, long ago. His hand was <em>heavy</em> on his shoulder, as if the trickster did not know what to do with it. Humans always had so many questions, as if carrying them around was their own sort of foolish game. <em>The Doctor Toshiro would certainly win, if it was, indeed, a game.</em> He <em>always</em> had too many questions, so that the end and the beginning were hard to find. But, <em>one</em>thing was obvious to the trickster. It was a <em>small</em>thing, but enough to pull her <em>up</em>, and <em>out</em> of her glumness. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She glanced up finally from his notebook, his troublesome recreation of the Jagraw. “You ask of the Jagraw, but you wonder about me, yes?”<br><br>Because of <em>course</em>, he <em>did</em>. The Great Doctor Toshiro wondered if Kyless, the trickster, the Disciple of Calder, the master of endless hallucinations and labyrinths, had rules. Especially <em>now</em>, on today, <em>this</em> day, when she was <em>finally</em> allowed Outside. Or at least, Outside on a 'mission' with a new gift that made her magic <em>small</em> and terribly fuzzy. <em>And so if she was also playing the game of questions, where to begin?</em> It made the most sense, of <em>course</em>, to start with the Jagraw. Begin with other demons, then lead the Doctor Toshiro somewhere else, where she did not have to reveal <em>certain</em>things.&nbsp; “I do not know the Rulemaker of the Jagraw. I do <em>not</em> know, because, <em>thankfully</em>, I am not a Rulebreaker. <em>Never</em> a Rulebreaker. I learn the rules and I travel around them, <em>all</em> around, everywhere but on the rules themselves. I <em>loop</em>, but never <em>break</em>, that is important to <em>remember</em>, Doctor Toshiro.” She eyed him with her golden orbs intensely for a moment, but then continued, returning her gaze to the breathcatching view of the Outside just beyond the human glass. <em>Always glass.</em> The demoness understood <em>this</em> least of all. But it was not her <em>turn</em> to ask questions, not yet.<br><br>“Across the demon realms you will find <em>many</em> different rules, and <em>many</em> different demons. Some follow, some ignore. The Jagraw follow <em>certain</em> rules. It benefits their magic.” Kyless spoke the last four words <em>carefully</em>, as if they were fragile, or if something was hidden in them. But of <em>course</em>, she could not speak of the Old Laws. She could speak <em>around</em> them, but not <em>of</em> them, not to a human, of all creatures. "There are those that make rules, and those that follow rules. Sometimes, they are even the <em>same</em> <em>being</em>.” A wiry smile formed and spread across Kyless’ dark blue lips, another <em>small</em>thing she was not meant to hide. “But, <em>each</em>thing has rules, Doctor Toshiro, whether they <em>remember</em> the rules or not. And those who <em>forget</em>? It is said they will always fail. And failure is… a <em>trickster</em>. It does not look as demons, <em>and</em> humans, often think it should.”<br><br>The demoness focused now on the drifting, <em>changing</em> clouds Outside, just beyond her reach. “I do not wish to fail, Doctor Toshiro, and so I <em>remember</em> the rules that have been set before <em>me</em>. The reasons that are complicated are not important, and the reasons that are simple can only be accepted. The demons who could enter the Valley of the Jollytwills, were only those wanted by the Last, <em>remember</em>? Magic is not just 'honesty'. It is <em>every</em>thing. It is <em>alive</em>. It is… ‘<em>feelings</em>’.” The trickster decided, with some hesitancy. It wasn’t quite right, but <em>no</em>thing ever was, to these silly, foolish humans with their horrid language. “But <em>magic</em> has <em>rules</em>, too. It is why I would be a much grander Nosthervim than you, Doctor Toshiro.” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless raised a deep blue hand, and hovered it above the <em>boring</em>, tiled floor of SOPHE’s headquarters, as if to demonstrate how <em>short</em> of a plague demon the Doctor Toshiro would be. <em>It was a… joke? Yes.</em> A little <em>joke</em> for him, the Doctor Toshiro. He kept touching Marceline, <em>playing</em> with her soft, white fur in front of the human glass. Each touch put more weight on Kyless’ leg. The trickster did not mind, but she did <em>wonder</em>.<br><br>“I hope you are correct about the Last, whatever he is now. He <em>did</em> adore secrets. I wonder if you would tell me one, in this small <em>moment</em>, before you tell me what you truly require of me today, when my magic is <em>small</em>.” Kyless <em>sneezed</em> in perhaps the worst moment yet. This time the spark was silver and blue, spinning in the air, between the trickster and the human glass, for just a few seconds before it disappeared. “The humans in your story," Kyless sniffed, and wiped her nose, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, trying to move forward as best she could, "in the dark that was too great, the dark that required fire, why did they not <em>believe</em> in the eventual sun?”</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>02-09-2020, 03:09:21</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Second floor balcony<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro | Mentions: Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A new day<br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>It started to snow. White snowflakes floated peacefully down. They gathered on the fox demon’s hair and shoulders, forming a thin white veil on top of her pink hair. Tirelessly the girl stroke Toshiro’s hair, preventing snow gathering on it. Gently and slowly like she was petting a cat. The normally talkative demoness was now quiet. Without a word she just sat there, holding Toshiro near her body and giving him all the comfort she could. It was painfully oblivious that the human man was suffering. What he showed to outside was probably just a scratch of surface. You poor creature, Nerissa thought. <br><br>Nerissa didn’t know how long they were like that, lost in that sad moment, letting the world outside them move forward without noticing it. The fox demon gave Toshiro a small reassuring smile when he looked at her. She kissed gently a tear off of his cheek. “It’s okay Toshiro. It’s okay. The part of you that doesn’t want to believe it, that part of you wants to trust me. We have time. Take as long as it takes and maybe someday I have shown you that you can trust me. When you are ready to take that step, I will be there waiting for you and we can be friends” The silly fox allowed him to see her understanding and caring side. Her pleasant, warm voice felt just as soft as her expensive wool sweater, it felt like her voice could wrap Toshiro into a feeling of safety and serenity. <br><br>As the man started to tell her what had happened the girl took a new paper tissue from her pocket and gently patted remains of tears from Toshiro’s face. So, he hadn’t been talking about those little girls dolls but of an actual statue. She wasn’t the one who would judge him from doing something like that. Especially when she didn’t even understand why the statues was important. <br><br>Nerissa struggled to keep a calm face and not shower Toshiro with her questions. Just what is going on between you two? Is that your idea of friendship? Or is that how things work here…? Only thing she figured out from those details was that they were two extremely horny men! And there was a chance that Albion was interested in men too. It started to sound like men really wanted only that one thing, and gender didn’t matter in that. <br><br>“No. It’s not stupid Toshiro. I honestly don’t know if Albion thinks of you that way or not, but it’s not stupid to think that someone might think you as more than a friend.” Carefully she took his head between her palms, forcing the man to look into her big eyes. “You are a good man Toshiro. You are kind and caring. I believe that you care much more for others well being than your own. You are a gentle soul and a nice looking human, when you aren’t in this horrible condition. You deserve to be loved and you will be loved. Just be yourself and one day someone who appreciates the true you will come across and you will be so happy that all the lonely years before will become meaningless.” Nerissa believed in every word she said. How could she keep going on herself if she didn’t believe that good things would happen? The fox demon closed her eyes and kissed Toshiro’s forehead.<br><br>Now that the man had calmed down it was time to tell him her view of what had happened. “The person who did all this to you wasn’t me. I have two sisters who live here in Tokyo too and even the demons struggle at telling us apart from each other, so I can’t blame you for mistaking her into me. I know that Marette wouldn’t do such a thing, but… Rinessa is a different thing. She has very little respect towards the humans” In other words she despised them and their ways. “Nessa has a bad habit of stealing things. I think I can prove you that isn’t wasn’t me. She touched you, right? That’s how her magic works. She has to touch you in order to feed her illusions into your mind, but she can’t take those images from your mind. That’s why I think you saw a flawed version of Albion. Did she know your name? I doubt she knows neither one of you, but she might have seen you if you spend time in same places, so he has shown you Albion as she thinks he might look like. And you touched her?”<br><br>It sounded like there had been quite much touching involved. Nerissa gestured Toshiro to look at the other end of the bench, where she created a small illusion of a colorful dinosaur. It looked like a plushie, moving around in a funny way until Marceline tapped it with her little paw and made it break into a grey smoke. “That’s all I can do. There is no sound and it will break when touched. My illusions are like soap bubbles. They are fragile pictures without sound and they burst easily. That’s why it couldn’t be me. I can’t imitate someone’s voice and if I took Albion’s form it would break as soon as you touched empty space through the illusion. He is bigger than I am, so there would be parts that would be just an illusion.” Nerissa explained calmly. <br><br>“I will call her and ask her to return the statue. And your money. It will be alright Toshiro. I doubt I will get her to apologise to you, but…” The family definitely was the worst. Nerissa got out from the bench and Toshiro’s lap. Just to take couple steps back and get on her knees. “I’m sorry Toshiro. You had to go through so much. I’m sorry for all the pain she caused to you. I don’t accept the things Rinessa does, but I don’t have the power to change her. I can’t undo what has happened, but I will do everything in my power to fix this situation.” The young fox demon placed her palms on the cold ground and bowed her head down, all the way down until her forehead touched the floor and her hair spread over, covering her face. “Allow me to give my sincerest apologies on behalf of my sister! I beg you to forgive the wrong doings she has done to you. I’m truly sorry Toshiro, from the bottom of my heart. If you feel like these acts have to be punished, please punish me instead of her. I will accept the punishment you see fit to atone this all.” &nbsp;<br><br>Nerissa was familiar with the human traditions and unlike her sister, she respected them and wanted to adjust into her new world instead of fighting against it. She sounded just as sincere as her words were. Leaving it all to Toshiro, Nerissa stayed in that position, her head bowed down. She knew that considering Nessa’s boundless loathe towards humans she would never apologise and if Toshiro would try to avenge her there would be consequences. It could end up in a ugly circle of revenge, that could suck in other people too and Nerissa wanted to avoid that.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>02-09-2020, 05:22:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Reflection<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>“Some people hope to have something like that. Friendships only work if both people give equal parts of themselves, or at least, that’s what I think. It doesn’t become all that fair if one person gives everything to one person, only for the other to take. It doesn’t really work like that at all.” Mallory reflected in this thought, taking a sigh as she relaxed within the water. It was a bit hard with a fox demon practically sprawled along her legs, but she didn’t really have much of a choice, now did she?<br><br>At the mention of relationships being human things, or rather, people taking advantage of others, Mallory gave a sour look; not because of Nerissa, but because of the subject in question. The breakup wasn’t all that great of a memory to think about, mostly because it had been a bit recent, but than again, they were already in the topic of it. “Some guys are just jerks, that’s it. Stupid and selfish, and don’t take consideration for others feelings.” She glanced at Nerissa when she mention there begin good ones, and Mallory’s sour look faded for a moment, a look of contemplation across her face.<br><br>Yeah, there were good ones out there, but they were very hard to come by, at least. A small hum came from the woman when Nerissa mentioned Kevin, and Mallory couldn’t help but give a nod. “Yeah, he’s one of the good ones, I would know. No way he would treat a girl the way this guy did.” &nbsp;It was hard to imagine her friend even raising a voice at someone simply because he could; he was level headed as always, and knew how to handle himself. The memory of their scuffle with Reckley a few months back came to mind, the hint of a smile along her lips.<br><br>“Yeah, he is worth keeping.” &nbsp;At the mention of another question, Mallory looked towards the fox demon, the question...quite surprising. So far they had seemed petty harmless (save for the one about ever breaking the law), but nonetheless, Mallory obliged.<br><br>“I...always just thought about myself as helping others. I haven’t had many passions or hobbies outside of reading, so I’ve never really seen myself as doing anything outside of being a researcher or something at SOPHE.” &nbsp;Now that she thought about it, what <em>did</em> she want to do with her life? There were so many possibilities, and with her scholarships from her school, they could certainly be a help in finding a better job. However, wasn’t SOPHE the best choice all around? Helping the world fight demons by working together to create a functioning team effort? <br><br>“I guess I’m just looking to see how things go, and see where the chips may fall. Finding my path through SOPHE...it just seems like it’s supposed to be this way. I’m not sure how to explain it, honestly...” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>02-09-2020, 07:44:31</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Preparing for round two<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>"Oh, the vixen's got jokes, huh? I better not catch you on my lawn then, or there's gonna be hell to pay, you naughty little whippersnapper."&nbsp; Albion barely controlled himself from loosing giggles as he emulated a grumpy old man, waving an invisible cane. Maybe Nerissa was right though, maybe he did grump more times than he cared to admit. Of course, he could also act his own age, but that usually presented a whole different slew of problems, what with renting company for evenings and drinking like he was practicing for Oktoberfest. The moments of calm, passive, and arguably normal behavior seemed few and far inbetween. His most well-mannered human moments all seemed to mostly occur outside of SOPHE among associates and acquaintances, old and new, and as such were seldom seen by most except Toshiro when accompanying him for drinks or Nerissa when she felt like following him.<br><br>It made him realize just how much space he kept between himself and other members of SOPHE. It never really seemed to be a problem for him, but perhaps it did cast unwanted shadows on his reliability... But he knew what he was capable of, and what he could and could not do as one of their agents... Then there were the things he <em>shouldn't</em> do but did anyway, because why even live if you didn't live s little dangerously?<br><br>Nerissa seemed please they were going to make a game of their next training session, but she had caught him off guard asking about what she would win if she came out on top. "Shouldn't the training be its own reward? Hrm... But I suppose I could look into something a little more fu-&nbsp; A car?" Well... She mentioned it needed a washing, which didn't sound too bad... But this was Nerissa, there was always a catc- "A swimsuit? Of <em>your choosing</em>...!?" This idea was already starting to go from 0 to 180 in record time. She knew full well how much he didn't want to be seen in swimsuits!<br><br>If she wanted to call him out for making sacrifices and being fair... Well, she had taken the words right out of his mouth. "Very well then, if I win, you'll be washing my car in the swimwear I choose for you, and boy do I have ideas..." He trailed off with almost wicked delight, a rare image of Albion who almost never seemed to act like that toward Nerissa... But then they never made a bet with stakes like this before. The kind of stakes that said Albion better fight like his life depended on it if he wanted that reward, but also to keep himself from out of the line of fire.<br><br>Advancing onto the mat, he flicked his wrists and made sure his cushioned gear was properly fixed along his arms, legs, and head. "Looks like we both can't afford to lose then... But one of us is gonna have to fall. When you're ready, first attack is yours "
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>02-09-2020, 08:40:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa knew, and she still made her suggestion in the name of a bet. This would motivate Albion, if not in good then in bad. “What’s with that face? You look like a real perv!” Nerissa laughed. She wasn’t worried at all. Even if she would lose she trusted that Albion wouldn’t get her anything that was worth worrying of. His fashion sense might be the biggest problem here, but Nerissa believed that he would come up with something covering enough. In reality the fox demoness didn’t care how much or little she was wearing as long as the most important parts were covered. Should it come to the worst case scenario she could always just do it in her fox form. There was no talk about which form she was supposed to be in. They might be there still the next morning if she was going to wash his car in her little fox form though… <br><br>“I’m starting to think that you really enjoy from watching. Is that so? You have ‘can look but touch’ policy on recording your friends? Well, if I lose I will do my best to please your eyes” Nerissa had a playful twinkle in her eyes as she made a sexy pose by leaning her hips to a side and shifting her weight on that side, pushing her chest in front as she touched her lips with front and middle fingers before blowing a kiss at Albion’s general direction with a wink of an eye. <br><br>Then it was on. Nerissa knew that if the man got a hold of her she would be going down. One way or another. He could simply just grab her and fall down, and she couldn’t stay up carrying the weight of both of them. Though Nerissa guessed that Albion knew some real submission techniques so it wouldn’t get that ridiculous. Not from his side. <br><br>Albion said that everything in her power was acceptable. So she was going to do exactly that. As soon as the trickster had blown a kiss at the man his vision was blocked by a bunch of bright, colorful balloons that appeared out of nowhere and slowly rose higher in the air. Each one of them would disappear just from a touch.&nbsp; <br><br>It was just a distraction for Nerissa to make her move. She ran at full speed towards Albion and before reaching him got down, sliding her foot first in order to tackle him to the ground by getting his leg knocked out from under the man. <br><br>Should the fox demon succeed she would be in a blink of eye on top of the man, twisting his arm behind his back to keep him down. If her bold attempt failed she was now dangerously close to the human man and at his range. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>02-09-2020, 09:54:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Preparing for round two<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>"Just playing the role of one, apparently." Albion gave a playful shrug, though maybe Nerissa had him figured out that she had nothing to worry about... Or so she thought. In his time of watching other girls, he became aware of just what kind of outfits tended to tickle his fancy, especially of the swimsuit variety. There were a great many he liked, but he wanted to make sure something especially fitting was donned by the foxgirl. It seemed Nerissa was curious about his proclivities... Look but not touch, huh? Well, she was sort of right.<br><br>"Well, I guess if you're just going to ask so out in the open like that... Yes, I have voyeuristic tendencies." He laughed gently&nbsp; finding no shame in admitting it. It was something others could guess given how often he seemed to go to clubs, the best place to exercise said tendencies. Hkwever, he hadn't been expecting Nerissa to just come out and try to emulate such a sexy pose, as he cleared his throat. "*AHEM* Save some of that for when you're washing my car." He coughed out quickly, trying to sound serious but also mask the fact that she looked really cute doing that. <br><br>Of course that distraction was all it took before the balloons filled his vision, like a birthday party gone horribly wrong as he swung out to try and brush aside the ballons, only to find them imaging out of existence. "... Illusions...!" He cursed his choice of words in 'within your power', as Nerissa had taken him literally and weaved her power into the game. However, there was still one advantage he had over Nerissa when it came to her power: Without sound, the fading and 'popping' of the balloons could not mask the footfalls of Nerissa's hasty approach to end this decisively, and with narrowed eyes, he crouched and waited for her to approach before he rolled forward and over her sweeping leg <br><br>"I'm going to give you props for that one... Using my words against me very nearly caught me off guard... But!" He began, bringing his cushioned hand down on the back of her head to thwap it like a teacher getting a students attention... Or reprimanding them. He could have made a grab, but it seemed he wanted to play a little bit, evident by the smile on his face. "Very nearly isn't enough."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>02-09-2020, 10:31:36</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa got quickly up and jumped back to get a safe distance between them. Her first attempt had failed. Though it was close. The fox swished her tail in frustration as she tried to solve this problem given to her. Albion seemed to give her the first move, again. Confident much? <br><br>“You are sure about that everything is allowed thing? Just remember that I warned you…” That sounded oddly ominous. This time the fox demon got closer, without tricks or diversions, offering the man a couple quick blows directed at his torso. Nera wasn’t thinking she could simply beat him down, and she didn’t want to do that even if it was in her power. <br><br>This time all she was trying to do was to get closer and then quickly moved at a side of Albion. The demoness attempted to jump at his back. It didn’t go as smoothly as she thought it would go. Her other hand slipped from his arm and she was forced to grab tightly Albion shirt to prevent herself from falling down. A popping sound told that the man lost one or two buttons. With a bustling snuffle the girl somehow managed to get onto his back, clinging on him like a little monkey. Her toes scraped against his sides. Albion’s choice of clothing proved to be a good choice at this point, because his belt prevented the girl kicking his pants down into his knees as she kept moving until she managed to get her legs around Albion’s waist. Her goal became clear to Albion when she moved her arm on his neck and pulled back, trying to keep him in a chokehold. If he fell unconscious it would count as a win too, right? Or if he decided to tap out. This was very extreme, but Nerissa trusted that it wasn’t too much for the man to handle.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>03-09-2020, 04:22:14</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato | Mentions: Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Doing 6/10 questions<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br>Mallory’s expressions kept changing every time she spoke. Nerissa found that interesting. Just what was going on in her mind? “Hmm… You say that Kevin is worth keeping. Are you going to keep him? You are both young, but not too young to do some things adults do” It wasn’t necessary to tell her that in her world there wasn’t such a thing as being too young. There were generally very few rules. <br><br>From the sound of it Mallory really liked reading. It was something beyond the fox demon’s understanding. Reading required focusing on a book, usually sitting more or less still while doing it. And books were just stuff put into words. She had heard that one should use her imagination and books were full of wonderful stories or important information. Maybe so, but she didn’t have the patience for big books. It wasn’t like she didn’t like stories. She loved stories, but she was more used to hearing them than reading. The stories she heard were usually in a form of a song or a poem, and they were spoken or sung. In this world they had this amazing thing called movies. It was such an intriguing way to tell stories!<br><br>To Nera it sounded like Mallory didn’t have anything she was truly passionate about. Maybe she hadn’t found it yet? Or understood that she had something like that? Because everyone had something like that. Perhaps. Well, this human was still young. She would find her way and passions with time.<br><br>Under the water Nera’s finger moved on Mallory’s breast, drawing a circular pattern around her nipple. “You didn’t ask me about the rules of this game. That is quite daring of you. I like that. I think I should tell you however… The rules are rather simple. I ask 10 questions and if you manage to answer all of them then it’s your turn to do the same. If you give up, I win.” Nerissa explained. Her expression was innocent and curious at the same time when her fingers curled around Mallory’s breast, in a very gentle and bold way. The fox demon had her own pair she could play with as much as she wanted, but her touch felt like this wasn’t the first time she was touching another woman. And she was doing it so casually.<br><br>"What do you think about the demons?" Nerissa asked like there was nothing out of ordinary going on.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>04-09-2020, 04:18:43</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nera's Apartment<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Doom<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Before he'd left the room, he could hear the concern in Nerissa's voice when she told him to be careful. "Don't worry. It'll be over soon," was all he said before he'd left, and not long after she began to hear the sounds of pure, unadulterated slaughter. While he wanted information about what was happening, the bloodlust was taking over. He hadn't killed in so long and it just felt so <em>fucking good</em>. When the Anubis demon opened his mouth, he was just adding insults to his own injuries. They couldn't say or convince him of any reason to leave, or spare their lives. In fact, not only was the disrespect immense for trying to injure or kill a SOPHE agent, someone he cared dearly for...they didn't even know who he was. <br><br>There was no demon worth their salt who didn't know of "The Betrayer". He'd said he didn't have beef with him. Funny. They certainly didn't have beef after Azmodiel killed him. It was <em>too</em> easy to be honest, but an easy job was never something he'd complain about, especially when it meant keeping Nerissa safe. When only two of the intruders were left, the Decay demon who smelled of rot and the Shadow demon, he smirked, huffing out a gout of black flame when the male tried to apoloize. "No need for anyone to die? But I've already killed three of your friends, so that <em>can't</em> be right. And it's not me you came here for. It's <em>her</em>", he said with a nod of his head backward in a general direction, not that them knowing where she was mattered. <br><br>"And that was your mistake. Besides, if I let you leave, whoever sent you will just send someone else. I'm going to finish this here and now, but you've got one bright spot." The decay demon probably didn't realize through his fear that Azmodiel's eyes were quickly darting around the room, as he was keeping close track of the shadow demon who was trying to flee. As she neared the open hole where the door had been, a wall of black fire erupted from the floor to the ceiling. "I hate cowards more than anything, so I'll kill your friend first for trying to abandon you."<br><br>&nbsp;Another puff of flame erupted from his nose as he looked on, knowing she couldn't weather the heat of those flames even in her shadow form. "My son was more powerful than you when he was four. You know <em>nothing</em> of the darkness." Then he was gone, rushing forward and clawing into the floor, then pulling her out of it even in her incorporeal form. And as he did, the fire started at his fingertips and then spread, engulfing her and causing a horrible shriek as she was quickly immolated. <br><br>In the same motion, he turned around and jabbed his hand into the final demon's back with so much force it erupted out the other side, his withered and dusty heart still pumping away until Az squeezed, crushing it to ash and killing the decay demon as well. He looked around when it was done, hoping for more victims, but their were none. He kept the wall of fire burning so no more unwanted guests could enter, then walked back over to the bathroom and walked in. "It's over. I killed all five of them, so you're safe now." <br><br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>04-09-2020, 06:56:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/fUqB8Ug.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch, Reckley Stiles<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> After School Reading<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br><hr><br>Reckley's eyes narrowed. He knew who Mallory's "friend" was. That was entirely the plan. "Yeah, I'm Reckley, and if you ask me, you're too good for him. Maybe I wanna get to know you better" Frankly, he had little interest in Mallory, though he wouldn't turn her away if that was what he could get. But if he could get her off balance, he could get Kevin seriously off balance and that's right where he'd want him. "Running around. Acting all badass," he snickered, imagining himself charming but truly far from. "Don't you get sick of that? I would."<br><br>He leaned in close. Dangerously close. Almost close enough that Mallory could smell his breath - a combination of cheap binaca and today's lunch. "So why don't you give old Reckley a chance. I mean it's the least a spoiled princess like you could do for someone like me." He grinned and put his other hand on the locker too, effectively trapping Mallory. And the bait worked. <br><br>Behind Reckley came a voice. Soft, usually unassuming. But today, in this situation, there was an undertone, something which Mallory rarely heard from Kevin. But it was there, boiling within him. "What. Are. You. Doing. With. Her?" His stance was wary but forward. And though Kevin might have been talking to Reckley, his eyes were focused completely on Mallory, where they betrayed deep worry. It took a lot to break Kevin out of his usual quiet demeanor. But it seemed that Reckley had just done the job.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>04-09-2020, 08:06:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro | Date Marceline<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless | Mentions: Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, but with a few more wrinkles in his clothing and a far more disheveled head of hair. | A red nylon collar with a small golden bell<br><hr><br>Unable to gauge a reaction to his touch, Toshiro withdrew his hand from Kyless' shoulder with a smile at her realizing one of his primary interests that he had intended to explore by questioning her story. “I usually manage to be curious about more than one thing at a time, but I'd be a liar if I said that I'm not always interested in finding out more about you Kyless.” Holding up his now free hand in a sign of placation he continued, “But right now, I'm only trying to find out more about The Last. I promised to never forget what you've told me about him, and I won't. But it would be a sad thing if my memory of him was as abstract... as...” Toshiro closed one eye in focus as he rolled his once shoulder locked hand in the air in search for an explanation before gesturing towards his drawing, “What you've told me of him is like this sketch, perfect in it's own right, but what I've drawn doesn't compare to what you showed me.” He imagined that even what she showed him paled in comparison to the experience of standing among the Jollytwills, but he saw little reason to voice the thought. <br><br>As true as this desire for more information regarding The Last was, Kyless next statement regarding how she saw herself, her distaste for 'Rulebreakers,' and the unspoken logic to her words lead him to continue his questioning before she had a chance to reply to his first point, “You do not know the 'Rulemaker' because you are not a 'Rulebreaker?' Does that mean you would know the Rulemaker if you did break the rules instead of going around them? Why is that?” Toshiro couldn't help but feel a minor pang of disappointment at hearing that Kyless' relationship regarding rules was more akin to a criminal attorney getting their client off on a technicality rather than an anarch breaking down a system they disagreed with, but given his unfortunate role as the establishment in their dynamic, he figured it was better not to bring up this particular grievance. Still, he'd have to remember her aversion to outright breaking the rules in the future, as abiding by them seemed to be a topic Kyless regarded quite seriously, some<em>thing</em> that had 'benefits' to magic. This beneficiary aspect stood out in particular for the odd emphasis the trickster placed on them.<br><br>Of course it was presumptuous to assume at this point that all demons might benefit from the potential boon abiding by rules might grant as Toshiro hypothesized from from what Kyless had told him. His instincts begged for more detail, to press on every faintly defined notion until every minute trace of knowledge was pulled from Kyless, but Toshiro wasn't so greedy as to burn the opportunity for greater understanding for the sake of expediency. Were he to continue to press on positions that Kyless kept vague by intent, it was likely that she might clam up as a reaction, either from discomfort, or due to an adherence to some 'Rule' of her own. While the latter seemed more likely given the subject's importance in the second of Kyless' stories, Toshiro had little desire to risk either or both outcomes for both the sake of his continued studies, and the emotional well being of his charge.<br><br>Toshiro's chain of analytical thought came to an abrupt halt as he found himself snorting into laughter at Kyless' joke, less in acknowledgment of her less than stellar delivery of a tepid punchline with no discernible setup, and more in appreciation for the attempt and her incredibly dry delivery. Lifting his hands from Marceline's course black fur with his palms towards Kyless in an exaggerated show of defeat, he conceded humbly, “You're probably right, I'd make a terrible Nosthervim. I'm bad at following rules, and I can't keep a soul down for the life of me. On the bright side, I'm not likely to get my cap poked by a stalactite, one of those... downward pointing sharp rocks.” Staring at Kyless for a moment and realizing the potential for his statement to be misconstrued he clarified, “Not that following the rules is a bad thing. Mal follows the rules all the time and she's great! A great role model. I try to be more like her everyday.”<br><br>Fortunately Kyless provided an escape for what would surely be an awkward pause following the unintentionally backhanded compliment to his assistant. “Why didn't they believe in the eventual sun? Oh, well...” Toshiro idly scratched at the orange fur beneath Marceline's chin in an effort to look distracted by the task rather than in fabricating an answer that wouldn't require him to explain the deficiency of details often found in parables. “W-well. It wasn't that they didn't think the sun would rise, odds are Amaterasu hasn't gone back to her cave, they just knew there was a chance they wouldn't be alive to see the sun if they didn't know what was going on around them. All sorts of people and creatures pick on the unaware, and one of the best ways to avoid a bad situation is for those traveling in the dark to know if someone or something might want to hurt them.”&nbsp; Nodding as if this answer should be regarded by all in earshot as satisfactory, he waited silently to see if Kyless had any additional questions either regarding her upcoming assignment, or anything else, she'd certainly earned a chance to air her curiosity.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>04-09-2020, 08:08:14</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Reckley Stiles, Kevin Finch<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Can’t Handle This<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Clothes (https://i.imgur.com/rH3tFvs.jpg)/Hair Style and Glasses (https://i.imgur.com/5vPZGY8.jpg)<br><hr><br>Her brown eyes, hidden behind a pair of glasses, narrowed ever so slightly at the man currently towering above her. His words confused her, but as she listened, she couldn’t help but wonder what he was going on about. Too good for him? Too good for who?<br><br>Was he talking about Kevin? This guy knew him?<br><br>She knew that Kevin usually kept to himself at school, only really talking to others if they needed something from him; directions, questions on an assignment that he understood. Though she had noticed that more people began to talk him, or well, try to. He’d become quite good at sports, she’d noticed, and had caught the eye of the gym coach. Quick on his feet, easily flexible and agile, and reflexes like no one had ever seen, Kevin was slowly but surely gaining popularity that he didn’t even know he had. This guys though, Reckley, by the sound of it, he wasn’t too happy that Kevin was suddenly gaining popularity over this past year.<br><br>A frown came on her lips, momentarily pushing down her nerves.<br><br>“H-he doesn’t do it to show off. Kevin’s not like that.” &nbsp;Knowing him all her life, Mallory knew this for a fact, even if this guy didn’t seem to believe her all that much. Even if she was beginning to shake, visibly showing her nerves getting the better of her, Mallory still tried to hold her ground. It didn’t seem to be working as she wished however, currently being caged between the man and her locker. Others were beginning to stare, and she looked back at the man above her; she didn’t like having too much attention on her...<br><br>“S-stay...” He got closer, and Mallory wanted nothing more then to be away from this guy. So desperate in this fact that she tried to move back ten more steps behind her, but only found herself pushing against the lockers; if anything, she would want nothing more than to be swallowed whole by them. “S-stay away, I don’t-”&nbsp; &nbsp;The words he gave echoed in her ears, as her gaze broke away, turning to look anywhere other than at Reckley. <br><br><em>”You know we don’t have the money for this; don’t be such a spoiled brat!”<br><br>“Playing the little mouse act isn’t going to get you any sympathy from me.”</em><br><br>Her body began to give short trembles, trying to not show fear; if anything it wasn’t what this guy was doing that made her feel nervous, but the ugly emotions she felt from another source that only seemed to remind her. His other hand had come to cage her in, and now more than ever did she feel trapped, both her heart and her breath quickening with each passing moment. This guy, Reckley, was too close for comfort, and was only bringing back bad memories that she did not want to think about while her fellow peers looked onwards.<br><br>And then she heard footsteps; quiet, but coming towards them, behind Reckley. He hadn’t seemed to have noticed them right away, but the voice that came after nearly made the young girl cry tears of joy. Thank god Kevin was her friend, because surely there was no one on this Earth at the moment that she felt could handle all her emotional baggage like he did, and was a true friend even after knowing everything.<br><br>That tone that Kevin had, however, Mallory had not heard in a long time. Only once had she heard him become extremely angry, and now this would be the second.<br><br>Her gaze, originally looking away from Reckley in some attempt of that it would get him to leave her alone, turned to not look at the man towering above her, but to the man she knew and trusted for so long. Reckley was no longer on her radar, and for Mallory, that was a blessing; her best friend was here, and that was all that mattered. While his words said nothing directly at her, his eyes were on her; while Reckley’s were unwanted and roaming over her, Kevin’s were worried and showing nothing but comfort. He was worried, and she was equally willing for him to come to her rescue; this man needed to get away from her at any costs, because damn it, he was making her feel emotions that she <span class="bbc_u">did not</span> want to relive at school. Her eyes looked back into Kevins, and the emotions showing were quite clear; <span class="bbc_u"><em>‘Please help me, I need to get away now’.</em></span><br><br>She didn’t want to be caged against the lockers by Reckley. She didn’t want to be looked on and gawked at by all these students around watching. She didn’t even want to be at anywhere near the school right now.<br><br>She just wanted to get to Kevin, and run far away.<br><br>“<span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">Kevin</span>...” She didn’t even know how she managed to call her friends name, nearly a whisper due to her nerves now nearly consuming her. Too many eyes in her and she almost felt like she was going to break down; this was not how she wanted her day at school to go.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>04-09-2020, 10:26:38</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Nera’s home<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox problems<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><hr><br>Allowing her illusions disappear Nerissa stopped hiding. “Are you okay?” The fox demon asked, looking at the War demon. There was some blood on him, but it didn’t look like any of it was his own. Her simple question might have been seen as an insult, considering to whom she made it, but the girl couldn’t help but be worried. Despite that, she knew Azmodiel was more than capable of defending himself. <br><br>It was all quiet and she knew what that meant. “I… I need to…” the girl mumbled as she took her bathrobe and put it on. Before she left the bathroom she remembered to offer a large towel for Az, in case he wanted to cover himself, not that he seemed to mind about walking around naked. Nerissa was quiet for a good moment as she looked at the scene in front of her. She didn’t care about some furniture that had been smashed into pieces. They were just things and they could always be replaced. The scene was quite bloody and macabre. “They really didn’t have a chance…” It was a plain, emotionless observation. Nerissa didn’t feel pity towards the dead demons in her home. They wouldn’t have broken in here in the first place if they had good intentions. It was something bad they were up to and she was unbelievable lucky to have Az here tonight! Nera didn’t even want to think what could have happened if he wasn’t here. <br><br>This was her home, her sanctuary where she was supposed to be safe from everything and now… they had destroyed that, violated the peace of her home. The fox demon looked defeated as she let out a long drawn sigh. “I’m sorry. I… Looks like life here has made me soft.” It was time to put herself together! It’s not like this was the first time she saw some corpses! Yet it felt like she was sleepwalking and nothing of this was real.<br><br>There was even a human. “This doesn’t make sense… Why did they come here? I don’t know any of these…” Or what is left of them. “Only the Anubian could be affected by the heat, but not the others. And these aren’t the same ones who followed me earlier…” There was a chance they hadn’t come for her at all, but for Az. In that case they must have been suicidal, because they should have known how this was going to end. It bothered her that she couldn’t understand why this odd bunch was lying dead on her floors. Or then they wanted her dead simply because she worked for SOPHE. Nerissa was aware that there were demons who had hateful feelings towards those who worked for SOPHE and they might go as far as to do something.<br><br>“I’m so stupid. I haven’t even thanked you! Thank you Az. I’m truly grateful for your help. I don’t want to think what might have happened if you weren’t here.” Nerissa bowed her head lightly before she looked at the man. She stood there like she wasn’t sure what to do or say, so after a moment of wondering the girl stepped closer and hugged the demon, hiding her face against his chest. She didn’t find the right words, or any words. At that moment all she wanted was just to be there and feel safe for a moment. <br><br>All the noise had woken up her neighbors and they had called the police, who would arrive soon.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>04-09-2020, 10:35:52</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A difficult struggle<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>To be honest, Albion had been reconsidering the whole 'anything goes' comment, especially knowing how big the advantage of being a demon was versus being a human. Nevertheless, he had already spoken the words of challenge, and so shook his head. "Well, it was my mistake. But I won't allow takebacks of the terms, I'll simply need to watch what I say next time, is all. Please, don't hold back on my account; If I can't take a beating, then I'm in the wrong business." he gave a jovial smile, even though Nerissa was probably already plotting her next attempted takedown.<br><br>This time, Nerissa approached normally, a bold move to the man for sure. But rather than watch and try to sidestep her moves, he instead swung out to counter with his own hits, beating the cushioned parts of his body against her strikes. What exactly was she trying to do, go head-to-head? However, a lunging punch from himself whiffed, and it seemed Nerissa had used the moment to enact her real goal. Maneuvering behind him, she seemed to try and leap on his back, throwing her weight against him and even grasping at his dress shirt, buttons popping free as his brow quirked. Why was his clothing always in danger when Neri was concerned?<br><br>Before long, somehow Nerissa had managed to ascend from fox to monkey as she clung to him for deal life, wrapping her arm around his neck and compromising his air flow. He stumbled forward for a moment with a brow, one hand reaching to grab at her arm. It seemed like at surefire idea... "Y-you sure about this?" He asked, straining to speak as her arm tried to put him into a sleeper hold. He leaned forward slightly, almost looking like he was going to fall over...<br><br>... Before he threw himself backward. Off of his legs and all. Nerissa would have all of all split second to realize her back was going to hit the mattress, with <em>his</em> full weight atop her, ready to take the wind out of her. It... Was probably going to hurt too, for her <em>and</em> him. The impact of the mat was swift, and the only mercy was that Neri had moved her tail down to keep from falling atop it and making it much more painful. As expected, Albion groaned from the sudden shifting throw and the impact of the ground, spreading his arms out and just... Using Neri like a pillow.<br><br>"Mm... Hah..." He coughed a bit, making sure he was getting air again, before he gave an awkward sigh. "Desperate times, desperate measures... You know, you are <em>really</em> comfy..." The male laughed gently, knowing full well this was his first pin attempt on Nerissa... Awkward as it was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>04-09-2020, 11:05:15</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>First it felt like Albion was trying to throw her off of his back by bending over, which made the fox demon just grab him even harder. Until she understood too late what his plan was. Her surprised scream was cut in short when she got thrown on the mat, Albion’s weight on top of her. Okay, that wasn’t as great a plan as she had thought. It had a major flaw! Her butt and back were hurting. And the hit had blown air out of her lungs, leaving her powerless, just gasping for air like a fish on dry land.<br><br>Oh… dammit! It was a good attempt, no matter what others would say! How long had passed? Nerissa went through her options quickly as she started to be able to breathe without struggling again. She could try to push him off, which most likely wouldn’t work considering how little strength her body possessed. Another option was trying to squirm and crawl from under him, but that would make him just pin her down properly… Not that it was such a bad thing…<br><br>That reminded Nerissa of their everything goes rule. This was Albion and she knew his weaknesses. So instead of beginning to flail in a desperate attempt of escaping from him, the girl moved her legs around the man. Her leg, veiled in a thigh sock, rubbed against Albion’s thigh and groins. “Mmh… All this fighting is making my heart beat fast. It’s really making my body feel alive…” She whispered with the most devilish tone as the girl somehow managed to move her head close enough to nibble his earlobe before slipping her hand under his shirt to touch him shamelessly. It was like dealing with wild animals. They might be more dangerous than her, but they were way more afraid of her than she was of them.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>04-09-2020, 11:47:21</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> An awkward moment<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>To his credit, it seemed his reversal went through. While he felt bad for having to subject Nerissa to that kind of treatment, both of them knew she'd been through far worst in the past. He couldn't take it too easy on her, or else her enemies would simply run roughshod all over her. This was going to be for her own good, and hopefully she would be able to learn something from this little bout, even if it was more fun and games than actual training... No, the actual training would have probably been worse, there was no room for fun and games there.<br><br><em>'They can't honestly expect everyone, old and new, to become jaded like me. Let them hold onto the happier moments and memories. You gave this world a chance, Ner... While I'm not sure if you like it better than your old home&nbsp; hopefully we can make it more fun.'</em> He internalized his thoughts as he laid atop Nerissa, smiling softly .. Which was interrupted moments later by a leg sensually brushing against his thigh and even his pelvis.<br><br>"N-Nerissa!?" He asked awkwardly, eyes opening asked realizing her hand was now under his shirt, fingers roaming his scarred chest and even nibbling on his ear! Was he waking up some sort of animalistic battle-lust in h- No, wait! Calder Demon... And one that knew his vices, knew his weaknesses. This was a bold-faced attempt to make him leap off of her because she knew exactly how he would react! So all he had to do was subvert her expectations and her plan would fall flat! Closing his eyes, he swallowed gently and tipped his head up, breathing softly.<br><br>"M-me too, Neri..." He whispered quietly, warmly against her ear as he muzzled against the side of her head. He was feeling extremely awkward about feigning something like that but... Anything goes, and it was only ten seconds he had to hold her down. It would take much more than ten seconds for anything meaningful to happen. <em>'Hmhm... Sorry, Neri, but the first point is mine.'</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>04-09-2020, 22:34:58</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Playing perverse version of the Chicken game.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>Me too!? ME TOO?!! Had someone possessed Albion?! This wasn’t supposed to go like this! The man was supposed to jump off in a record time like his ass was on fire. If he didn’t start his usual ‘not here Neri’ whining he simply removed himself from the situation. That’s the way he worked. Had she just broken Albion?! Nerissa froze for a moment. <br><br>Wait a minute… Did he see right through her bluff? He knew what was going on and that’s why he had courage to say stuff like that? This was getting weird, but she wasn’t going to lose. No, this was her field of expertise and Albion wouldn’t stand a chance. If he knew what was the best for him he would understand to withdraw… and if not, well, it’s not like they could do more here than they had already done before. <br><br>“Touching you like this…” The fox demon kept whispering as her fingers brushed lightly over his nipple before moving down under his shirt, as far as she could reach in that awkward position, touching him like an owner. The touch of her leg was careful, trying to avoid hurting him, and at the same time the way her slim leg moved against his sensitive area was unbelievably brazen.<br><br>“It makes me want to share more experiences with you…” It wasn’t as much as what she said, as the way she said it, whispering with that lowered, soft voice that promised the man everything he desired for in the darkness of a night. Albion had heard that voice before, but still today it was a mystery, was it real or was Nera that amazing at faking such a level of lust.<br><br>Nerissa wasn’t counting seconds. She trusted that Albion would take care of that to secure his first win, if he wanted to.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>05-09-2020, 05:26:35</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Reflection<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>“K-keeping as in like a friend! He’s not anyone’s property...well, I mean technically he works for SOPHE now so maybe he counts as their property, but I’m not keeping him!” &nbsp;Looking back at Nera, cheeks stained red, she gave a hint of a glare at the fox; not enough to be truly mad, but enough for a bit of embarrassed irritation. &nbsp;“You just like to tease me, don’t you?” &nbsp;It did prove to be a past time so far for the fox demon, as she was still here; though maybe perhaps it was due to the question game they were playing.<br><br>Oh, but now...maybe it was beginning turn into a different kind of game.<br><br>One that Mallory was not prepared for.<br><br>“W-what are you doing...” &nbsp;Mallory had been asking this question way too much, hadn’t she? The girls face looked straight at Nerissa as she explained the rules of the game, or rather, lack there of. Ever so diligent in her skills of astute observation, Mallory could easily notice the hand that came near her chest beneath the water, trailing a finger along her nipple. &nbsp;“This is inappropriate, but I doubt you’re going to listen, aren’t you...?” &nbsp;Mallory should have known by now that Nerissa was quite the close demon; did she do this with all the people she met?<br><br>“What do I think about demons, or the one that’s in front of me touching me?” &nbsp;Her eyes leered back at Nerissa with a hint of a frown as her hand was now grasping her breast, squeezing it lightly; the sheer action made the poor human girl squeak in surprise, but she tried her best to suppress it. <br><br>“M-most demons are ok; they’re trying to work hard and to create a life for themselves. Some are dangerous though, and that’s why SOPHE is doing their best to stop the bad ones. I feel the same; I just want people to get along.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>05-09-2020, 06:46:28</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/fUqB8Ug.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch, Reckley Stiles<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> After School Reading<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br><hr><br>The first lesson Jack Finch taught his son was control. Never lose control. Never. The one who loses control loses the fight. Period. Up to now, his advice had held true; Kevin had never lost control. <br><br>There's a first time for everything.<br><br>There is a sound that metal makes when it is pressed to the limit and loses its shape. Reckley heard that sound all too clearly. And when it was done, there was a neat fist sized indentation next to his head. And facing him was Kevin, burning red from chin to forehead and not in a good way. Reckley figured he'd never get a better chance at this. And insofar as the situation went, that was true.<br><br>It wasn't going to help him though.<br><br>Reckley's punch sailed true, but Kevin was already to his side when it would have hit. The next sound was the same, but significantly louder, and the next indentation in the lockers was Reckley-shaped, with its causal agent slumped underneath, looking sickly under the fluorescent lights of the hall. And that's all there was to it. Still shaking, Kevin looked down at Mallory and asked, "Are you all right?" It was beyond his capabilities right now to say anything else.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>05-09-2020, 07:37:41</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Reckley Stiles, Kevin Finch, Hanna (Mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Need to Get Away<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Clothes (https://i.imgur.com/rH3tFvs.jpg)/Hair Style and Glasses (https://i.imgur.com/5vPZGY8.jpg)<br><hr><br>God, her breath was so heavy she felt like her vision was becoming blotted. A bit dizzy from the stress and worry of what was going on, of the flashes and memories of what she didn’t want to remember consuming her, Mallory wasn’t sure if she would even be conscious enough to help Kevin if this guy started fighting him. Reckley was a bit taller than Kevin, and at least from her standards he didn’t seem all that lanky in stature; he seemed, if anything, around the same build as her friend.<br><br>It was almost a ‘blink and you’ll miss it’ moment, because as soon as Mallory had turned to look back at Reckley when the man noticed Kevin had arrived, a loud bang rang through the halls of the school. The small crowd that had gathered seemed to have all jumped at the same time, as a clearly large dent had been made into the lockers right next to Reckley’s skull. It had been so fast, Mallory had nearly missed seeing Kevin of all people do that. Still huddled against the lockers, trying to process her thoughts and calm her mind, Reckley had pounced, throwing a punch at Kevin.<br><br>She almost missed it once more, seeing Kevin dodge the attack easily, before retaliating full force, another punch bring Reckley crashing again the lockers; dent and all. <br><br><em>”How did I get a doormat as a niece.”</em><br><br>Her eyes closed in that moment, shaking her head lightly to get that thoughts and memories to go away, to leave her alone. She didn’t want to her these words again.<br><br><em>”Don’t be so pathetic. People around here gossip, so be a good girl and do as your told. You don’t want to inconvenience people, do you?”</em><br><br>Even as she tried to wipe those thoughts from her mind, to just ignore them, they continued like an onslaught. Always watching her every move as soon as she woke up, Mallory never felt like she was free from herself. With those eyes always watching, always giving her that feeling of being followed, she could never be free from it. The silence was deafening, as all she could hear was her own labored breaths, and those matching her own; Kevin’s. Her gaze turned to look back up at her friend, and the movement had caused something wet to fall down her face; how’d she not even notice that her eyes had tears in them?<br><br><em>”Do as your told, Mallory. Tell him that you’re fine, and finish this day with no problems”. </em><br><br>That voice echoed in her mind, and even as she tried to speak, her words caught in her throat. Hanna had always told her to not cause problems for others, to not appear weak when she was out in public. People were always watching you, always judging you; Hanna didn’t want Mallory to reflect on her parenting, and that was a known fact to her niece, and to anyone in contact with her. The lesson had been drilled into her brain, and even as Hanna’s voice echoed in her mind, Mallory couldn’t seem to comprehend, not when her best friend was asking if she was ok. <br><br>While Hanna’s ‘lessons’ had been taught to her since she was a child, her and Kevin’s friendship, and subsequent trust in one another, had been just as strong. <br><br>“No...” <br><br>Her eyes looked over Kevin’s shaking form as her hand took his on; in hindsight, they both needed the familiar touch they had been used to. Her words were so broken she could barely speak, so all she could do was convey with her eyes, still puffy and red from the previous tears. “Please.” &nbsp;Her words were a whisper, the sheer worry of someone hearing her causing her heart to race and beat faster in panic. Her other hand clasped the one she was still holding; the sheer state of her all but conveyed to Kevin that she wasn’t ok, but with him, she was better than she had been.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>05-09-2020, 11:12:20</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> An awkward moment<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>Okay, this most certainly was not going as planned, but as long as he didn't show any sign of fear, Nerissa probably wouldn't be able to tell she could get the upper hand. However, now he needed to think quickly... Could he capitalize on his successes and find a way to out-weird the vixen herself? ... Unfortunately, no&nbsp; he knew that would be impossible. Three years of knowing the fox, he knew she would last far longer in pushing the awkward buttons than he would. Everything came back to just playing long enough to make her stay down and get the first point.<br><br>Of course, no one would tell him victory to that effect had long since been achieved.<br><br>"Do you... Truly mean that?" He asked, seemingly with awkward curiosity, eyes closing as his chest rose and fell against her prodding, wandering fingers. Where did the first game end and this one begin, he wondered? "Mm... You know, maybe three years is... Long enough to hold grudges and stew in misery..." He continued, almost as if pondering her words of wanting to share experiences with her. Maybe... Some small part of him actually seemed to seriously consider it? He turned his head to hers, his eyes half-lidded.<br><br>"I'm always just... Picking up company outside. Maybe what I really need is... Company closer to the <em>heart</em>..." He trailed off, nuzzling his head closer to hers with a smile. The timer was going on a full thirty seconds now, but until he got off of her and returned to a neutral position, it would only count one time. The game within a game seemed to grip the both of them...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>05-09-2020, 11:38:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> ???<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa stopped. Her leg stopped its eager rubbing against the man, her fingers froze on his belly. What was going on here…? Nera swallowed. This was something she absolutely wasn’t expecting. She should laugh now. Laugh it off and tell him to get off of her. This was going too far. You won. Well played. That’s what she should say. <br><br>Yet she heard herself saying: “I mean every word of it” <br><br>They had stepped out of the area she was familiar with. Nera didn’t know where they were at the moment. At the back of her mind she knew she should go back, retreat quickly back to how things had always been. His voice, his warmth was like a light to a moth and she couldn’t resist it. It was like he was offering her the things that were missing from her life, the things she had been searching for… the same things he yearned for too. <br><br>That cursed smile! You shouldn’t look at me like that! You really shouldn’t…<br><br>It felt like a connection to reality had been suddenly cut off. Now they were in the middle of this bizarre dreamworld. Nothing was like it should be. Wrong was right. Right was wrong. The stunned fox demon searched Albion’s hand into her own hands and brought it closer to her. “Let go of all that. All the grudge and misery. Allow me to surround you with all the kindness and love you deserve” Her soft lips touched his fingers as she kissed them gently. Her voice was even softer than her lips as she searched for his eyes with hers. The sexual tension was gone, well not all gone, but it had given space to something else, something deeper. <br><br>“I’m here for you.” The fox whispered and closed her eyes as she moved her head, kissing a side of his lips, her ears bent down. “Just for you” Her quiet voice whispered against his lips.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>05-09-2020, 12:52:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Quick, distraction!<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>... Was this still a game? Albion started to have his doubts... Nerissa loved games, but her long pauses followed by the answers she gave... Was she simply calling his bluffs or was there more to this? Then again, he was no better; No doubt she could see the moments where he stared at her like a deer in headlights, trying to figure out what he should do or say next. The problem was... Everything he said sounded almost legitimate. More worrying still, he... Maybe a small part of him wanted to believe she truly did mean every word. But if so, what then?<br><br>Could he simply just forget three years of 'just friends'? He knew precisely why he kept himself away from forging any relationships, and now... He seemed to be on the precipice of inviting himself into another one, with perhaps the only lady who seemed keen to be around him through thick and thin. SOPHE stopped seeming to be a thing as he relaxed himself, let his mind wander. Her words were like a fresh, enticing scent in a putrid world, calling him away from all that was miserable to join her in a better place. The stunned look on his face perhaps told her he was seriously considering it.<br><br>Yet her words... As she whispered them, a cracking sound resonated in his mind as he realized bis grave mistake: Once more, he was inviting a happiness into his life he was not meant to have, and would no doubt only bring misfortune upon the foxgirl like he had when they first met. Maybe happiness was right there, but a hairs breadth away... But he could not allow himself to reach for it. Opening his eyes, he slowly pulled himself off of her, clearing his throat. <br><br>"*Ahem* I... Er... I forgot the time limit, but I-I think this is my first point now. We should... Get back to the remainder of the game." He spoke quickly, looking away and trying to hide the embarrassed tint of red on his pallid cheeks. Christ, how embarrassing could this be, nearly succumbing to the loneliness and letting himself try to experience a real relationship again?<br><br><em>'I'm sorry, Nerissa... I probably toyed with your feelings there, but... I can't drag you into things. You're in enough danger working for SOPHE as it is without adding my problems into the mix.'</em> He buried his face in his palm, silently reprimanding himself for showing that fleeting moment of weakness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>05-09-2020, 13:21:17</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Doing 7/10 questions<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br>“It’s not your turn to ask questions yet” Nerissa giggled carelessly. “But as a gesture of friendship I will answer you this one for free. I confess that I do like teasing people. Their reactions are so delicious, so much fun.” She enjoyed seeing her victims squirm in awkward situations she got them into way more than she should. “I believe that the way one reacts into an innocent teasing tells a lot of that person. Some are serious and they can’t handle it. Maybe they even get angry. Some play along, understanding that it’s just a fun harmless game. I like those who play along. They are usually people who don’t stress too much about things and it’s easy to get along with them. But my favorite are the people who squirm. They get all awkward, yet they don’t stop it. It tells that they are prepared to withstand being uncomfortable just to be a good friend. It’s something that deserves to be respected.” It was a weird way of thinking, but this fox seemed to be little odd anyway.<br><br>“What is inappropriate?” Nerissa asked. It was a rhetorical question. “Inappropriate and wrong are two completely different things. Inappropriate is something that made up rules judge as unwelcome behaviour. There are so many rules of how we are supposed to behave in this world. You know that they are all made-up rules, right? They are meant to shackle us, make us predictable, play our part in this play called life. When you don’t know what to do, you lean on those rules. They tell you what to do in every situation, but if you just follow those rules and be appropriate always, will you ever see who people around you truly are? Or who you are?” For a groping demon she had quite philosophical thoughts. <br><br>“Mmh… I will let you choose” Nera answered to her asking did she mean demons generally or herself with her question. “Oh! Then we think the same way! I would love to see everyone just get along! We are getting along now too, right? I think that when you want to get along with people you have to be ready to step forward and get out of your comfort zone if needed”<br><br>Her other hand moved on the breast that didn’t have a hand on it yet. “Close your eyes Mallory. Close them and breathe deeply. Deep, calm breathes. Forget everything in your mind. All worries, expectations, rules, fears… Just concentrate on breathing and the silence in here.” Nerissa whispered with a soft voice. Her gentle fingers caressing her victim’s both breasts. “How does it feel? Don’t lie. Be honest. Do you like this feeling?”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>05-09-2020, 16:17:35</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Payback time<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa smiled still when Albion pulled off and his hand slipped out of hers. That smile died quickly with his words. He hid from her eyes by looking elsewhere. It was just a game. For a moment he thought that Albion was serious, that he was going to take the next step. There was something between them, but was that all her imagination? They enjoyed spending time together, Albion let her talk him over into stupid things, she felt like she could tell him things she didn’t tell others and when she was in a trouble Albion had always been ready to drop everything in order to help her. <br><br>It was just a game. He should have known better. Albion knew how much it hurt her when her relationships failed miserably because she was the only of the two who wanted a real relationship and not just to have fun. <br><br><strong>Just a game.</strong><br><br>Nerissa let out a long sigh and covered her eyes with her arm. Albion, you are such an idiot! Don’t you understand it's a different thing to play with one’s feelings than toying with one’s carnal desires? Albion was just like every other man, under the surface he was one horny man, and Nera saw nothing wrong teasing him from that. This was different!<br><br>For a moment it looked like the man had made her cry because she covered her eyes like that and stayed down on her back for a good while. “Haha. I see what you did there. Well played Albion. You are good. Real good” Her laugh was dry, not Nera-like at all. “You won this round” Albion had never heard her speak like that. Her voice was colder than a permafrost. There was a string of pure malice mixed in it. The man could almost feel a coldness spreading around the demoness as she stood up and her golden eyes pierced straight through him. <br><br>“I see that you like playing with other people’s feelings.” The smile on her lips was hellish. There wasn’t a hint of playfulness on her beautiful face anymore. Nerissa wasn’t a violent type. She took no pleasure in hurting someone else and if she could avoid conflicts she would do that, rather fleeing than fighting. <br><br>“Let me make your heart race” It was a promise, a threat. The fox demon moved her hand, like she was pulling a sword out of an invisible sheath and as she did that a dark blade (https://i.imgur.com/sJJxDAw.jpg) appeared in her hand. Along the blade, at the middle of it, was a narrow faintly glowing purple groove. <br><br>Albion had seen that blade before. When he had been a miserable bloody mess lying on a ground, the small fox had appeared out of nowhere and jumped over him. When a pink cloud, followed by change of the form, began to dissolve the fox demon had stood there. That day she had looked absolutely amazing, standing tall, a fierce look in those big golden eyes, the black sword in her hand, her long hair fluttering in the wind and great burning lionlike beast illusions on her both sides. Without a fear, ready to defend him. <br><br>Yet not even that day she had had such a bloodthirsty look in her eyes. If Albion didn’t understand not to fool around with one’s feelings, she would teach him. If words didn’t stick into his mind, she would teach his body until it would remember this lesson through pain. She would bring him down and make him wash every inch of her car in nothing but some leather straps and a collar. Right in front of SOPHE headquarters. Albion better lick that bullbar clean after all this! Despite everything Nerissa didn’t want to kill Albion or send him into a hospital. Before her attack she turned the sword in her hands so she would be using the dull side.<br><br>Usually her illusions were cute or modest. Now she sent a pack of Stirges &nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/0GxqzGk.jpg)to block Albion’s vision, and right after that she leaped forward. With the sword her range was longer and she could stay out of his reach. Nerissa felt no mercy. One fast strike was followed by another and then another. The fox demon was going for his unprotected parts, knowing that despite her hits wouldn’t break anything, it would make him numb from pain eventually. <br><br>Her tactic was simple. Throwing an illusion to hinder his sight and launch an attack right after. The vicious demon girl was mainly aiming at Albion's legs, knowing that once he would lose his agility and fall he would be at her mercy. At least theoretically.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>05-09-2020, 23:51:45</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 1:30 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Second Floor Balcony<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: Albion, Rinessa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr><br>With the soft press of Nerissa's lips against his cheek and the gentle way she wiped away his tears Toshiro almost felt as if it were not for the small hands that held his gaze in place with a strength his worn body couldn't seem to overcome, that he would have turned his gaze from those enormous golden eyes that looked at him with such undue or cruelly fabricated tenderness in shame for his accusations. It was undeniably tiring to foster distrust against someone who seemed to radiate such a selfless persona, whose every action and word spoke to a charitable heart that couldn't possibly have done wrong against him. However in spite of her gentle touch, her kind words, her almost maternal presence, it did not compare against the similar traits held by the one who had shattered him, and so even still the seed of doubt remained.<br><br>As Nerissa told him how deserving he was of love, Toshiro couldn't help but close his eyes to not have to continue meeting her gaze. Her words were kind, they were eloquent, and he wanted more than anything to believe them because they spoke to the hope he held every day for someone to share himself with. Unfortunately above everything else, her words were wrong. He couldn't tell her that he hadn't always been alone, he couldn't tell her that there had been someone who had known and appreciated who he truly was, and he couldn't tell Nerissa that the price of his happiness had been the well being of those Nerissa claimed that Toshiro cared for more than himself.<br><br>Slowly opening his eyes to once again regard Nerissa's tender features and demeanor, he managed with a voice barely above a whisper for the lack of conviction for which his words were spoken, “Thank you, I... I hope you're right.” If Nerissa was who she claimed to be rather than the creature who had attacked him, her kindness made her utterly deserving of believing what she had said. For the potential of her being as benevolent a demoness as she seemed, Toshiro could carry the weight of another lie for her sake. The decision felt all the more vindicated with the gentle press of her delicate lips against his forehead.<br><br>Tired eyes widening in near disbelief, the scales between trust and otherwise in Toshiro's mind would have tipped heavily against Nerissa and her largely unlikely story were it not for the unmitigated charity she had been showing him. “You have an evil twin sister.” Toshiro repeated this both incorrect assessment and gross simplification more for the bleak humor in the situation rather than to call her words into question, a short sudden laugh proving itself regrettable as his body winced in pain at the sharp exhalation. Beyond the warmth of Nerissa's personality however, there were a few concepts she mentioned regarding this Rinessa that made a few odd events the night before seem more understandable in light of this new information. “He dragged mud into the Lounge, Albion wouldn't have done that even if he was having a hard night, he wouldn't have done that to Tulip, she's been too good to both of us. He... she didn't...”<br><br>Again Toshiro had to laugh, one hand now running through his hair in disbelief as the other gripped at his ribs, “She didn't say my name once, not Toshiro, not Toshi, nothing. She called us a 'sad pair' and that's it. I just thought he was being casual, but she didn't even know my name.” Biting his lip in admonishment for his continued idiocy, he continued as he sheepishly added, “I didn't want to assume things between you and Albion but... I mean you two seem close, you'd at least know about the scars even if you hadn't seen them. But last night, his chest was so smooth as I... her chest...” Again Toshiro couldn't help but feel a sudden sense of sickening revulsion at the thought that he'd had such an intimate moment based entirely around deception and malevolent intent.<br><br>Nerissa's point regarding the delicate nature of her illusions meant fairly little to Toshiro as if she were lying, her powers as an illusionist might make it fairly easy to fake the projection's fragility. Still, he couldn't dismiss the chance that she was telling the truth, and it would be irresponsible for Toshiro to not remember her potential weakness.<br><br>Part of Toshiro immediately missed the presence of Nerissa's body against his as she stood up, but he was far too stunned by what followed to dwell on it. No sooner had Nerissa pushed her head to the ground than had Toshiro quickly made his way to her side, his body crying against the sudden movement, his pants soaking through with the recently fallen snow as he sat down next to her. Placing his hands on her cheeks as she had done to him, he tried to lift her face to regard him with the strength he could muster before firmly saying with eyes locked onto hers, “Nerissa, if you're telling the truth, you have... you have nothing to apologize for, and you don't owe me anything. If this wasn't you, then this wasn't your fault. You're not responsible. Sisters shouldn't take the blame for what their siblings have done, no matter how terrible, how monstrous.” While his voice was thoroughly reassuring, there was a look in his eyes that bore a burning anger, however the gentle weight of his hands made it apparent that this was not aimed towards Nerissa.<br><br>“Punishing you wouldn't fix what was done Nerissa, but getting the statue back would go a long ways towards making things better.” He avoided saying that the situation would be resolved, because there was only one way to make things square, but Nerissa's kindness had earned her ignorance in what Toshiro saw as justice in this matter. If Rinessa had done this horrible thing, if she was capable of doing it again, if she had no remorse and no desire to atone for what she had done, there was only one answer to the situation. However at the moment the pressing issue was the retrieval of the statue, and freeing Nerissa of her ill perceived burden, Toshiro's vendetta could and would be pursued later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>06-09-2020, 04:17:30</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Second floor balcony<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A new day<br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>Nerissa didn’t correct him about the twin sister. They weren’t twins! Just because the humans and most of the demons couldn’t tell them apart didn’t make them twins! Oh well, Toshiro seemed to be his own rational self again and being receptive to her explanations. Nerissa felt like she might not want to know details of what had happened. Rina seriously hated people and Toshiro had done something to her chest… It was a relief that Toshiro was still among the living.<br><br>“I doubt she is never going to apologise to you and I know she should, but… that’s just the way she is. If you go after her to get your revenge it will just lead into a counter action and spiral of hate and revenge is ready. If I can break that spiral before it forms I will do it. I know that my sister… has difficulties at adapting to this world, but I wouldn’t want to see anyone get hurt. You are already in pain and… I believe that you know that causing pain won’t undo anything. Doing something like that won’t bring you the relief you are looking for. It will just make you feel worse in the end. That’s what I believe. Toshiro, you are the good man I thought that you are. So please, don’t let this change you”<br><br>The fox demon leaned her head lightly against his hand and smiled at the man. “It makes me happy to know that you care of me” She whispered as she took his hand and kissed his fingertips lightly before standing up. “Alright! I’m going to get that statue back. I can’t say that I quite understand what it is, but it seems to be important to you, so I will get it back. That’s something I can do at least to help you” &nbsp;<br><br>With those words she took her phone and made a call. After letting it ring for some time the call went into an answering service. Nerissa called again. And again. It started to look like she couldn’t get reach her sister. On her fourth call her sister answered the call.<br><br>“Glad to hear from you too. Where are you? Hmm… Yea. What you have been up to? What did you do last night?” Toshiro could hear only Nerissa’s side of the conversation. Very soon she changed from japanese into a demon language, making an apologising look at Toshiro. It might look to him like she was trying to keep secrets from him.<br><br>“I have a reason to believe that you did something really bad to my friend. Yea. He is. Mmh.” Nerissa sighed at something she heard from the other end of the call. “Stop laughing! He is really hurt. Why you had to be so cruel to him? You don’t even know him! No! He is a co-worker and and a friend of friend. You are putting me in a real bad position here! What if people think I did all that? It’s not that simple!” There was a short pause. “I know now. Yea, yea I know him too… No, he didn’t! Seriously? Don’t lie to me! Oh my… He really did that? Oh... “ Nerissa blushed as she looked at Toshiro and then turned her back to him. “Tell me it all. Mmhmm… Was he any good? Oh really? I wouldn’t have guessed. It’s always the ones you suspect the least. Well what did you think would happen?! You can’t be mad at him when you tricked him on purpose! He is a good guy and you hurt him. I shouldn’t be fixing damages you have done. What makes you think I would do that when you didn’t want to do it either!? It’s not really our business what he does behind closed doors. Yea. One can be a huge pervert and a good guy at the same time. <br><br>Yea, I’m sure you loved that. Anyway, I need the statue you took back. It’s important to him. I don’t care do you want to give it back or not! You stole it and you are going to give it back one way or another!” Rinessa was annoying her. “Then go get it back! You can’t be serious! Rina! You are getting on my nerves! You don’t know the things I have to do to save your selfish ass! Not that kind of things!” Nerissa stomped her foot on the ground in frustration. She wanted to throw the phone on the ground and jump on it. However she simply ended the call and ran her fingers through her hair as she was taking some deep breaths to calm herself before facing Toshiro again, believing that he hadn’t understood a word she had said in demon language. Now she had heard the other side of story too. That side was heavily colored by Rina's opinions, but it was more detailed version of the night. <br><br>“I know where the statue is. So don’t worry. I just need to withdraw some money and head to a pawnshop.” She wasn’t looking forward visiting that part of the city, but it couldn’t be helped. “What does the statue look like? Give me some kind of description so I know to bring the right one back to you.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>06-09-2020, 09:17:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Oof, this doesn't look good.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>Something about the tone she adopted told him to be very, very concerned, especially after she looked as if she was beginning to wipe her eyes. He thought the only regret he would be feeling was that he almost dragged her into things she shouldn't have needed to deal with, but... That was quickly beginning to take a backseat to the regret of his once-again poor choice of words and lack of clarification. No doubt when she said he liked playing with other people's feelings, he could realize she thought he intentionally did it as part of the game... While it couldn't be further from the truth, there was no time to explain it, much less try to get her to understand it.<br><br>The tone was icy and cold, almost as cold as the weapon she ever so rarely drew, even to defend herself with. His only prior account of the weapon was when she wielded it in his defense against the thugs that sought to make him miserable for dating the wrong woman... Now, he found that very same weapon aimed at him, and this time there wasn't going to be an easy way out. "... Ah, so... This is how it's going to be?" <br><br>It was a little extreme, even for her... But the fault lay with him for once again dredging up bad memories. He should have realized after her last relationship that he shouldn't have even thought to try and tease her like that. False hope, it was a hurtful thing, and now he deserved every ounce of malice he had coming to him. The only saving grace was when he watched Neri reverse the weapon... There wouldn't be any lacerations, but she firmly intended to beat the understanding into him. He could manifest a Knife for self defense if he needed to hold off her sword, but the cushioned gear would probably serve to help him too. He didn't want to have to resort to using his own weapons if he could avoid it.<br><br><em>'You brought this on yourself, Remington.'</em> He chided himself in his thoughts, as Nerissa made the first move, summoning what appeared to be a flock of illusory, demonic birds. It was jarring enough just from the first look, but the following stinging sensation of a direct hit not to his cushioned forearm but the joint in between helped him to realize exactly how Nerissa was going to end this decisively. The next series of attacks were not aimed so high, instead clapping him against the back of his thighs and ankles.<br><br>"Heh... For a moment you had me thinking you were going to use that sword seriously. Not that this isn't serious..." He winced, reaching down to rub his leg. It was beginning to aggravate his earlier bruises, and it showed the moment he winced and fell to a knee. "D-damn it..." He hissed. Another flapping bird, and the whizzing of the blade approached from his back-left, moving to strike at his other leg to truly hamper his movement. With a wince, he thrust himself with a reverse-shoulder charge, homing to collide with the foxgirl as she approached. "I might be a punching bag, but... Can't just stand around for you...!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>06-09-2020, 10:22:39</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="" class="spoiler_header">CONTENT WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Facesitting Alby like this (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a4/bd/44/a4bd446d2ccb3ab8222ccec793c2b90d.jpg) </div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>She was upset, putting it mildly, yet she wasn’t mad enough to want him dead. His stupid trick wasn’t enough to turn her against him permanently, but it was more than enough to make her pour all her wrath on him. Under normal conditions she would have started to hesitate when Albion winced and fell on one knee. Now there was no mercy. No pause between her attacks. <br><br>Because of their height difference Albion’s shoulder charge hit her right in the head, making the girl stagger back and shook her head. Ouch! That hurt, and made her feel dizzy for a moment, which forced her to go on defense, just trying to avoid getting in his reach. The tough headed fox recovered quickly. She looked at the white haired man and spun the sword in her hand before blowing away some hair that had escaped from the tie. The fox demon panted, her chest heaving.<br><br>Without a word she resumed her attack. With every swing and strike she exhausted her more and drained the built in rage, until it was just a mix of frustration and hatred, burning with a smaller flame. Time after time the girl hit the man ruthlessly, aiming for the unprotected areas. Next time Albion’s knee bent the girl was ready. She made a sudden false attack towards his head and when he rose his hand to block it the girl spun around and threw a powerful kick right at the middle of the man’s chest, sending him down on his back on the mat. Albion had barely landed when he could already feel the demoness’ weight on top of him. Her sword was left on the mat by their side. The girl huffed as she hastily pulled Albion’s arms on his sides so she could sit on them, tying them down with her own body.<br><br>The fox ended up sitting right on his face, kneeled on his arms, facing his legs. Her fluffy tail swished restlessly. At first Nerissa felt like a winner. She was so proud of her victory, though it wasn’t even secured yet. It wasn’t graceful or elegant, but it was still a win. Then the realization of what she had just done her hit her. Not the realization of that Albion would be seriously bruised after their little session, but that she could feel his breathing.<br><br>“S-stop breathing, you idiot!” She had probably never been as red as she was that moment. “I can feel you breathing…” It became awkwardly clear to her that there were only two layers of clothing between his mouth and something really sensitive. Some curse words drifted through her mind. Nera, will you live long enough to learn to think before acting? Yet the fox demon was too stubborn to move and give up. If asked she wouldn’t admit that the situation did excite her. They surely weren’t supposed to do something like this. Not anywhere and even less here. This was mostly just the excitement from the fight, adrenaline rush and all that… Nerissa bit her lower lip. This was so not… <em>good</em>… Nera, you are one stupid fox, she thought as she squeezed his shirt inside her small fist. I’m breathing like this just because I’m out of breath. Oh my sweet…! She couldn’t stop a shiver running through her whole body. “Albion…” she almost cried, her eyes half-closed.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>06-09-2020, 13:51:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> This certainly was not the outcome he expected.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>His split-second manueuver managed to only buy him a small reprieve from the onslaught of attacks Nerissa was poised to deliver, feeling only the smallest sense of concern for the blow. He couldn't even press the attack, his sudden shift to use the attack having cost a good bit of the control of his body as it fought against wanting to keep moving. If she wasn't angry already, she was probably absolutely livid... And now he was going to pay for his mistakes in full.<br><br>It did not take long for her barrage of attacks to resume, the pain reigniting as his form struggled to overcome the pain he was already feeling from their earlier training mishaps. No matter how he sliced it, there was no way he could try and turn this around in his favor... He still needed to pin her two more times, and she was running on pure frustration too much to probably allow herself to be pinned without fierce resistance. He attempted to block an attack aimed high, but he was instead throttled by a followup kick that marked her previous attack as a feint, and he had fallen for it completely.<br><br>"Guh...! N-no...!" He whined, hurrying to try and drag himself up... Before a firm pressure prevented him from doing that. It wasn't just any pressure either, Nerissa had swiftly positioned herself over him and straddled his torso well enough that her knees pinned his arms to the mat... And her bountiful bottom planted itself firmly against his face wit eyes widening. The sheer audacity of the attack was matched only by its equally sheer unpredictability, as he had expected her to beat him into submission, not... <br><br>Well, sit on his face.<br><br>Efforts to breathe were majorly restricted, blocked by shorts-protected fox bottom,&nbsp; who he was certain could feel everything. He couldn't speak, he couldn't argue against her choice, he was too beaten to try and push her off, and now he was embarrassingly growing hard in front of her, seemingly as she realized her folly when he tried to breath. His mouth attempted to open to try and take in air from there instead, only making things worse as&nbsp; instead the contours of her mound filled the spaces and plugged his mouth. She cried out for him to stop breathing, but he was sure he would probably be dead if he tried to do that...<br><br>The seconds would pass, and his shame would remain on display to the fox girl as he was confused at whether she would get off of him or... Literally get off <em>on</em> him. The way her tail swished and she spoke, he couldn't tell what she was doing... Wait, did she tense up a little? By the Gods, he wanted to tell her he was sorry for every mistake he made during the training today, as well as the fact he was very clearly turned on by her and no amount of explanation would cover his ass otherwise. At beat he was probably going to be barred from the Training Center for a week or more, but... At least it probably wouldn't get worse than that...<br><br><em>'W-well... I suppose I can think of worse ways to lose...'</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>06-09-2020, 16:01:26</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="" class="spoiler_header">CONTENT WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Facesitting Alby</div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="" class="spoiler_header">Kind of raping Albion</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br>Ten seconds came and went, yet the fox demon didn’t show any signs of releasing Albion, or even counting the passing seconds. Nerissa gasped when she felt his mouth touching her through the clothes as the man was simply trying to breath. “Stop that… please, I…” Her voice was just a trembling whisper. She could feel his warm breathing through her simple clothing. It shook her body awake and made her burn hot from inside. Nerissa, time to get up. Get up right on this moment! Ooh! It felt good. <br><br>How long was it from the last time she had had something with a pulse between her legs? Months? Maybe a year had passed already. Did it really matter? “Albion…” she liked the way it felt saying his name. Forgive me Albion. It’s no use. I’m not strong enough to stop this… His unintentional touch made her whole body melt. The girl squeezed her thighs against the man’s head when she felt how her core was getting wet. <br><br>“Please… Oh, please!” The demoness begged without knowing even herself anymore what she was asking for. Her breathing had become faster. Clumsily she pulled the hanging head of the tie, with what she had tied her hair on a ponytail, and bit it to muffle her moans. Her body moved like it had its own will, separate from hers. Instead of trying to pull away or avoid his touch the girl clearly grinded against Albion’s face, searching, yearning for his touch. Nera felt how her panties were dripping wet and she didn’t trust one bit that her shorts could hide it long from Albion.&nbsp; <br><br>All rational thoughts drifted out of her mind. Only thing left was the throbbing feeling between her legs and her desire to have Albion touch her right there. Nerissa ignored with a great success everything else around her. The fact that they were still at the training center, there were other people who had a direct line of sight at them. Just like she ignored that she hadn’t exactly asked Albion if he was okay with this. Her back was facing towards the other people. There was some distance to the people closest of them, but she knew she had to be quiet. Knowing that there was a huge danger of being caught turned her way more than it should have. Why was she this depraved that knowing this was forbidden just aroused her more?<br><br>That it was Albion who she had caught in this unreal situation meant more than neither one of them was ready to admit. The fox demon could always claim that she was just in need of a man, any man, but deep down she knew it would be a lie. It was Albion who she wanted to give her this sweet relief. <br><br>Albion could feel her fingers wandering aimlessly on his chest, sliding under his shirt from the wide cleavage left by missing buttons. He could hear her sensual, partially suffocated moans. The fox demons hips started to move, swaying slowly, doing a small movement, rocking like waves. If not before, then latest at this point it would be clear to Albion that Nerissa wasn’t going to stop this from happening. The fox demon was controlled by her lust and she would follow it blindly.&nbsp; </div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>06-09-2020, 20:28:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/oMS5DHJ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Leasick Valshanner<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Azmodiel, Ryusei, Kevin, Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Rules of nature<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>As Leasick had anticipated, his master quite easily blocked his attack. The resulting explosion of smoke and steam sent him flying backward. With heels dug into the floor, he skidded to a halt about a dozen feet away. Rolling his shoulders and neck, both cracked softly, his eyebrow twitching once, the only visible sign of the discomfort he was feeling. Just one counter block and his arm were already feeling sore. If he hadn't expected as much, he'd likely have dislocated it already.<br><br>Fighting Azmodiel was no joke, no matter who you are.<br><br>Seeing Kevin nod to him before rolling around on the floor, seemingly attempting to get behind the elder demon, he decided to discard his sword once more, tossing it aside onto the floor with a clatter. <strong>"Time to kick things up a notch!"</strong> he said softly with a surefire grin as he cracked his knuckles.<br><br>The air began to visibly distort around the artificial hybrid as the temperature spiked harshly in his direct vicinity. Large streaks of his dark hair turned white as snow and a distinct glow ignited his copper-colored eyes, making them look more like gold, instead. His demonic arm mimicked a similar state, its red elements glowing, though this was hidden from sight by the armor he wore to contain its power.<br><br>Exhaling deeply, a small flame visibly appeared for a brief moment, as if he was breathing fire. Spreading his legs a little and bending his knees, he raised his tightly clenched fist as he assumed a combat stance. Looking directly at Azmodiel, his expression wordlessly announced, “Here I come!” to his opponent. Then, in the next moment, he dashed forward, speeding along with just a single step, much like before, but this time even faster, leaving not scorch marks, but a small but visible trail of fire in his wake.<br><br>Stopping right before the taller and much, much older demon, Leasick’s body vibrated with power; not just his arm, but his entire body. Sparing but a brief yet determined look, he then set out to deliver a flurry of punches (https://thumbs.gfycat.com/FloweryCleverAxolotl-mobile.mp4) with both his human and demonic arms at a pace and intensity a normal human could never hope to match, even if they were a world champion boxer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 01:21:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> This certainly was not the outcome he expected.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">A different kind of defeat</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br>As much as Albion wanted to stop (believe me, he really did), the need to breathe was meant to be a natural thing, and having it restricted when he hadn't prepared himself meant he was going to try to struggle to get what little air he could. He knew she wasn't doing this maliciously, it was of her own accord. She simply was trying to win the game fair and square, but much like he did when he found up keeping her down long past the appointed time... He could feel they were going over the time limit as well, yet she wasn't relenting. He attempted to move his head, at least free his nose to get some air, but he only prompted the vixen to clamp her thighs on his head.<br><br><em>'I can't even joke at a time like this... I like a good facesitting, but this was unexpected... Neri, what are-'</em> He could barely hear what she was mumbling quietly, all he could hear was a whimpering 'please', before... She began to grind on his face. It was at this point he realized she wasn't just winning a game with him, she was doing something more. With <em>him</em>. <em>'Neri, you shouldn't... Shouldn't be doing this...!'</em> He exclaimed mentally, writhing his body and attempting to get her attention, but... The moment he fought, the more air and energy he expended with very little return.<br><br>There was people still within the training center which... Should have detracted from the encounter, but only seemed to make it more scintillating... But no, he couldn't allow those thoughts into his mind! She was his friend, they were just training... How did it come to this? His resistance seemed to lessen as the seconds marched on, almost seemingly like he was running out of air... But no, he was having a revelation:<br><br><strong><em>“I see that you like playing with other people’s feelings.”</em></strong><br><br>Playing... With her feelings? But why, weren't they just friends? For three years, all he'd done was help her, be a guinea pig for her, be a source of consolation when her relationships did not end the way she wanted to. Wasn't he just being a good friend? <br><br><strong><em>“It makes me want to share more experiences with you…”</em></strong><br><br>More experiences... Well, he could certainly do without endangering her in the issues he tended to get caught up in. That first time years back was an eye-opening experience, but it... Was what started having the two of them meet more often on a daily basis. Now it almost seemed like you could not find one alone for long without the other, which... Could probably make others wonder what their deal was, but Albion had always maintained they were friends. Even Nerissa referred to him as 'her precious friend' like others... Right?<br><br><strong><em>“I mean every word of it”</em></strong><br><br>Calder demons... One usually could not take them at face value, there was always an angle to the words they spoke. But in all the time Albion had known Nerissa, did she... Ever really lie to him? Maybe she might have beaten around the bush or been mistaken in what she said, but not once could he recall her ever speaking a bold-faced lie to him. So, if she meant every word...<br><br><strong><em>“Let go of all that. All the grudge and misery. Allow me to surround you with all the kindness and love you deserve. I’m here for you. Just for you”</em></strong><br><br><em>'... Nerissa, did you really...? ... Y-fou fool...'</em> Maybe... He was reading into it too much. Or maybe... Maybe she saw more than a friend in him. Did she ever manage to go to anyone else with this level of forwardness? It wasn't like that time when she was in heat, unable to control herself or when she was drunk and trying to do things with him until he sprayed her with water to give her a wakeup call. Now here... She thought maybe, just maybe he would finally notice her... And he got cold feet. He fled because he was afraid, and he made her look like a fool.<br><br>Yet all along, the only fool was him... And now he was trapped beneath her, the vixen rolling gently, taking what little sense of touch from him she could acquire. His loss had long since been registered, but she didn't want to stop. He closed his eyes, realizing he'd put her right into this position, leading her along and then shattering her reality. It was his own fault, and while he could tap out and get her to get off of him... He would know there was more between them than either of the two would ever admit.&nbsp; She craved the acknowledgement, the realization that he knew he could be hers... But all he could do was help ease her current predicament.<br><br><em>'... Don't move too much... If you want to preserve your air, you need the bare minimum of movement. You're timed here... Do what you need to, and make her happy like you're supposed to do before you fall unconscious... You idiot.'</em> He mentally resolved himself, closing his eyes... And letting his tongue slip free from his mouth, tracing the contours of her shorts that clung to her slit. There was already a bit of darkening from her own mounting arousal, and it probably would not be helped in its obviousness by Albion's slow lashing of her cloth, marking it with his saliva while trying to provide relief to her lust-driven movements.<br><br>He already had a plan to cover up the arousal, but he could implement it when they were done and she could get up...<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 01:50:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory Minato|Mentioned: Reckley Stiles<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> After School Reading<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br><hr><br>Kevin took Mallory's hand without a second thought. He was running primarily on instinct now. And he needed the reassurance of touch every bit as much as she did. And he needed to get away from here. Anywhere just so long as it was not here. So he ran.<br><br>He didn't let go of Mallory's hand, and he kept his pace such that she could keep up. He was at least that much in control. Soon they were out of the hall, out of the building, out of the school. He didn't stop, not until they were far enough away so the school building was just a small shadow in the distance, The area was wooded and shaded. Kevin sat down on a dull gray rock as he finally caught his breath. The skies were gray as the rock, far from the red he was feeling. He knew he had lost control, he was a little ashamed of that. For far too long the mantra of control had been central to his training. But this was... it was Mal. There's no way he was going to let anything happen to her, least of all by that smarmy guy.<br><br>Finally Kevin felt secure enough to look back up at Mallory. His breathing was still erratic, his face was still flushed, he was still sweating bullets. But most of all, now he was exhausted. Not so much physically as emotionally. He wasn't used to this - wasn't used to being driven by impulse. He wasn't used to caring - not like this. He managed to ask at least one question. "Mal - he didn't - you know - touch you or anything?" He didn't know what he'd do if Reckley had. It was an effort just to get this much in control. She seemed OK on the outside, but even in his current condition, he could tell how shaken she was inside; she was as broken as he was right now. And Kevin found that he simply couldn't abide that. So he pushed to get himself more in control so he could be there for her.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 02:13:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin Finch, Reckley Stiles (mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Need to Get Away<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Clothes (https://i.imgur.com/rH3tFvs.jpg)/Hair Style and Glasses (https://i.imgur.com/5vPZGY8.jpg)<br><hr><br>With eyes watching the scene going down, she acted on impulse the moment Kevin took her hand. They both seemed to be on the same page, and willingly, she let Kevin run out of the school gates with her in tow. It didn’t even come as a second thought, running on impulse to just get away from what had happened. Honestly, she wasn’t even sure why she wanted to run away; from the people having been there watching? From potential trouble they could have been in if they had got caught? From Reckley, the guy that had caused all of it?<br><br>Though..deep down she knew what she was running from, or rather, what she wished she could run away from.<br><br>Her own feet carried her as best as she could, the two friends fleeing from responsibility not out of selfishness, but of selflessness. <br><br>Kevin was someone that she knew she could trust, someone that always knew how she was feeling. Seeing him just do this for her spoke about how true their friendship was, and as they two friends finally caught their breath, the school far behind them, Mallory began to process what had happened. Her breath was heavy as her mind went over what happened, leaning against a nearby tree, as Kevin sat on a rock nearby. As the cloudy sky hung above them, she turned; her eyes weren’t as red as they had been, but their was still remnants of the breakdown she had.<br><br>“N-no, he didn’t, don’t worry.” &nbsp;She hadn’t even thought about what would have happened if he had. “He just...got really close to me. Caged me between him and the locker so I couldn’t get away...” &nbsp;She gave a frown, the memory now one she honestly did not want to remember. Her brown eyes looked back at her friend, the two silent for a moment, most likely due to their exhaustion after their run. <br><br>“Kevin...” &nbsp;Her words were a bit shaky, and even as she showed remorse in her eyes for what had happened, for what this could potentially cause for the both of them, she couldn’t just not say anything. &nbsp;“Thank you.” &nbsp;Her hands gripped the strap to her shoulder bag tightly, as the shakes and nerves she had before began to fade. After the adrenaline rush began to cease, she finally felt what was more comforting; relief. “Really; <em>thank you</em>.” &nbsp;She meant every word, her eyes no longer showing sadness or panic, but true gratitude towards him; he was the greatest thing that could have happened to her. With as much going in in her head however, Mallory took a breath to collect her thoughts; her thoughts, herself, honestly it was all the same at this point. As she noticed Kevin was still breathing heavily, flushed across his face, she pulled out a small handkerchief from her skirt pocket; she always kept it for emergencies. “Here.” &nbsp;She handed the cloth for the man to use, before she took a step back, becoming vulnerable for a moment.<br><br>“I’m sorry...that you had to see all that.” &nbsp;She had to be honest about what went down, as there was no hiding it. Even if she had been frazzled by Reckley, there was no reason for her to have such a strong reaction to something like that. Not unless it had either happened before, or more likely, it brought back memories and feelings of some good else. <br><br>“My Aunt and I haven’t really been getting along, and something he said just...brought back some stuff.” &nbsp;This was the first time she had ever talked to him about her Aunt, or rather, what she was somewhat like in honesty. Hanna had always found a way to put herself in a good light when in the public eye, so it was always that much harder for Mallory; would anyone believe her if they saw how perfect her Aunt was? A worried breath left her lips, now beginning to realize what had happened back at the school. &nbsp;“God, everyone at school saw me freak out and cry, and that Reckley guy was out cold when we ran.” &nbsp;A nervous came across her face, looking back at Kevin; the look of worry was still present, more so than before.<br><br>“What if...he comes back?” &nbsp;Neither of them could be sure what Reckley was going to do when he came to, and it only made Mallory more nervous. Even if he hadn’t done anything like Kevin had been worried about, who’s to say he wouldn’t try it the next time? The way he caged her in, made her feel small, like prey to a predator stronger than her...<br><br>She didn’t like having to that feeling follow her from home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 03:25:58</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="" class="spoiler_header">CONTENT WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Facesitting Alby</div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" style="" class="spoiler_header">Still sexually abusing Albion</div><div class="spoiler_body"> <br><br>Her thought process certainly wasn’t as complex as what was running through Albion’s mind. She completely ignored his weak attempt to get away, or make her realize that he wanted out of this situation. When Nerissa felt his tongue instead of something that could have been intentional or unintentional, nothing of that mattered anymore. To her it was a sign that he was willing to do this, and she gladly accepted it. <br><br>Albion could feel her fingers on his body, exploring it, touching in a way that told she wanted more. Then the girl moved a bit. Good news was that it allowed Albion to breathe a little easier now. Badgood news was that she had noticed his condition and her curious fingers were now right there, touching him through his pants. <br><br>It wasn’t like this was the first time she was touching it, though always through clothes. Usually she just had been five minutes away from passing out drunk, and if her memory still worked on the next day the girl always remembered to give him her sincere apologies because of that. Even when she teased him it was never this direct and bold. It was something like she had done with her leg, or then unintended, like bouncing on top of him when she was being really excited about something completely different. This time they weren’t in a danger of ending up at the bottom of Tokyo Bay either if they didn’t act like others expected them to. Now it was fully intended and she was clear headed, as much as one could expect from someone who was so easily driven by her lust. Those slim fingers were so eager to touch his shape and wrap around it.<br><br>Oh, how she wanted to reveal it! See it, touch it without stupid fabric in between! She would be a good girl. Really good girl. And make sure the man would enjoy her touch, from beginning to end. But she didn’t have Albion’s permission to do that. He wasn’t exactly able to give her a permission or tell her ‘no’ at the moment though. <br><br>Nerissa didn’t know why Albion was doing what he was doing, and right now she didn’t care one bit. Only thing that mattered was that he took that step forward to give her the pleasure she wanted so greatly. It wasn’t the ideal situation and she wanted to rip her pants off to feel his tongue properly. Her nervous tail brushed against the top of Albion’s head as the girl did the best she could do without actually stripping her shorts off, by pulling a sleeve of her shorts aside, as far as she could. It was a little uncomfortable like that, but she didn’t care as long as it gave her possibility to offer Albion and his tongue a better access to her throbbing heat.<br><br>The fox demon was struggling at keeping it quiet. She bit the end of the tie between her teeth, her body moved on its own seeking for the man’s gentle touch. Please, whatever you do, don’t stop now… If Albion couldn’t read her level of arousement from the way her body moved he would feel it on himself, as her grip got stronger and movement of her hand faster as the man was pushing her closer to the edge. The movement of her hand was fervent and passionate, like she was going to pull him with her into that waiting pleasure ahead.<br><br>She wanted to take it out, just to offer him the feeling of her silky mouth and tongue, all the way to the end. Her thoughts went even further, into images of what it would be like if Albion was on top of her, spreading her legs with his big hands, looking right into her eyes as he would let her feel that, what her fingers were holding right now, inside her, how it would feel being one with him… With those enchanting thoughts in her mind she felt how that pleasant warmth, excitement started to gather in the core of her. “Mmmh!” The feeling blew her mind away. For a moment there was nothing but that cursed, blessed intoxicating pleasure crashing over her body without mercy. The wholesome orgasm was felt with every inch of her body, it made her small body twitch strongly a couple of times and instinctively she pushed herself against Albion’s face. The girl arched her back. “Ahh! Ahhhn…” Her moans were quiet, partially muffled and yet loaded full of her feelings. <br><br>Nera was left in a powerless state. She let the saliva covered tie fall from her lips, panting heavily. Her body felt so relaxed, satisfied, like she was floating and yet it felt like she didn’t even have a complete control of her own body. It took a moment for her to understand how she was still holding Albion’s manhood in her greedy grip like a panic handle. Little embarrassed she let go and instead of gracefully descending to Albion’s side she more of slumped down. The fox demon with a red after orgasm glow on her face moved in silence to lie next to Albion. Her body still remembered his touch. It was still throbbing and sensitive, and she knew it would feel simply amazing if she could feel him inside her right now… but that was something they weren’t going to do. Lazily, little clumsily the fox tugged his padding to remove it from his hands. She didn’t know what to say now. Should she start with thank you or sorry? Did he regret it already? <br><br>“Please, hold me. Even if just for a moment” Nerissa whispered her request and with a shy face she searched the glance of his eyes. Her ears bent down, like she was afraid. And in a way she was afraid of his reaction. Had she just destroyed everything?&nbsp; &nbsp;<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 05:13:53</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Family</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nMmZAzQ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 14th, 2001, 2PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Medical Wing Waiting Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Riko and her Demon husband, The Baby<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A new name<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured<br><hr><br>“Carol was nothing but a show off, and you’re just instigating the whole thing. You SOPHE people are all the same.” Even as Hanna said these things, it was hard to argue her own words compared to those that knew Carol. She was right, in her own mind, and Hanna knew that the only option that mattered, was her own; damn anyone else that said otherwise. “You two just want this child for yourself; well, unfortunately you don’t get to have her.” <br><br>It was then that the tone in the room shifted, when Azmodiel changed into his demon form. A sneer came onto Hanna’s face, but it was somewhat dismissive, even as her eyes slowly drifted away from the man right in front of her. “Get away from me, demon. You’re going to scare the brat.” Even as she had the child with her, it was clear that Hanna didn’t seem to have the motherly love and affection that Carol had, and that Riko did have. <br><br>Hanna didn’t even seem to acknowledge that Mallory was perfectly fine within the demons presence, quite curious in fact.<br><br>“Me, hurt her? Surely you must be joking.” Hanna’s word sounded shocked, or at the very least incredulous, yet even she wasn’t sure how she was going to deal with the girl she was now stuck with. Within the next few months, she could honestly just drop the kid once she became to much of a burden to bare.<br><br>Than again, she did know that Carol left a trust fun for her daughter to have when she turned 18; for the time being, Hanna would be in charge of it to give the child what she would need.<br><br>Maybe this kid would be of use after all, at least to get her life to a more sustainable standard.<br><br>The door of the room opened again once more, this time new nurse coming into the room, documents in hand; it seemed the nurse from before had been switched out. “Mrs. Minato, she’s ready to be checked out now.” The nurse then turned to look at Riko and Azmodiel, a apologetic look in her eyes; she knew that these two had been fighting with SOPHE for some time to let them have the daughter of their friend. <br><br>“Mr. And Mrs. Tetsuda, if you still wish to speak to the Director about all of this, you still can. Unfortunately, there isn’t much we can do in our part.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 06:13:34</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> This certainly was not the outcome he expected.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">I think it's over now...</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br>He never expected when he was going to go in for training that... Well, this was going to happen. Then agaib, training today had started being unconventional when he tested Nerissa in that manner, and it only seemed to go downhill from there. The worst of it had involved him deceiving Nerissa in a bad way, and yet somehow... Things had worked out very, very differently from what he had envisioned. He had lashed his tongue against her warm core with a practiced motion that showed he'd been used to this, but he had not expected her hands to roam his form in the slightest...<br><br><em>'I'm really... Really doing this with Nerissa? Is... Is she really letting me?'</em> His thoughts struggled to come to terms with the idea that Nerissa potentially liked him as more than a friend... He was glad she shifted just enough to give him some much needed air, taking a few deep breaths just incase she couldn't control herself and sat back down... However, it also gave him a very intimate sense of her scent... It was probably such a bestial thought, and he couldn't believe it was still her... But it was so comforting, relaxing in its own way. He couldn't let himself get too familiar with it, but... At the same time he could feel-<br><br><em>'It's been too long, hasn't it...? It's always been impersonal, but...'</em><br><br>How much more dangerous could this situation become? They were in the training room, he couldn't tell if others had taken notice or not... But he didn't hear cameras snapping or whispers so he could only hope people either didn't notice, or were noticing and being quite discreet. Feeling her soft, delicate fingers running along his pants... It was a familiar feeling from her, but each time he always found a way to keep her hands from getting too frisky. Many a time she was drunk, simply not in control of her faculties... But now...? She was aware, she had no reason to explain things, no reason to apologize for her behavior... His hips tensed as her fingertips moved and, by the gods, he wished he could feel them directly. He had no boxers on, which meant she was only feeling him through one layer of clothing.<br><br>What had started as simply relief became a slow sense of repeating motions to memorize his friend, even if it was through her shorts. However, she surprised him dearly when she scooted forward a bit and pulled the sleeve of her leg up enough to expose it: The warm, quivering core of the vixen, where her scent was strongest, earning a swallowing motion from Albion. She needed this badly, just from how her body reacted, but she seemed hesitant... As if wondering if he would do it. However, with a slightly raised head and bold initiative, he pressed his tongue against the intense warmth and gave slow licks, the most purest taste of Nerissa's essence he would ever get. The tip dragged with exploratory delight, running along her slick, outer lips before dragging along her inner flesh. She would feel his shuddering form as he took in her taste, recognizing it, memorizing it... This was his friend of three years... He'd never known her this intently. <br><br>However, he didn't leave it at that, burying his face against her bottom as he breathed gently, digging his tongue against her slit and prodding for that sensitive button that would leave her legs shaking... A feat made a little bit harder to focus on when her hand picked up speed through his trousers and earning her soft gasps against her sex. He tried to keep it quiet, but soft, throaty grunts could be heard quietly muffled between her thighs. Such a simple thing as a handjob, it was nice usually but rarely did it make him feel excited... But this was one from Nerissa, who had never touched him to this degree before. It was so sincere, so innocent, yet fervent and thorough... Imagining those bright eyes looking up at him as her hand moved, his length twitching in her fingertips... His toes curled under constraint in his shoes as he heard her moaning gently.<br><br>"S-shhh... Quietly, Neri... You'll get us caught..." &nbsp;He whispered quietly, pulling back from her slit to speak before diving back in... The way her inner muscles quivered, he could tell it was coming... The problem is, her hand also picked up speed, leaving his brow quirked. "Nnh... Ghh..." Gods, it was... Just too much. With a hunger rarely seen, his face buried against her crotch, tongue plunging into her quim as her muscles seized. She pushed back against him as it couldn't help but hide the smile on his face... For a few seconds before he uttered a quiet cry against her backside as a series of twitched took place in his pants... And his eyes widened. This... This was not the kind of ending he had expected at all... It was going to be awkward until he got back to his room, for sure...<br><br><em>'Gods... I just... I just came... From that? ... Nnn, Neri...'</em> <br><br>As Nerissa crawled off of him, he looked lost at the ceiling, a look of sheer mind-blowing bliss on his face, a smile that perhaps Nerissa had never seem before until now... She crawled against his side as he sat up, looking at her form and watching as she helped remove the padding from his hands, his fingers twitching gently... Then she asked for him to hold her, with a tone of hesitancy. Was she afraid... Afraid of what she would say? Maybe she dreaded those two words... Not here.<br><br>Slowly, his hands reached forward, fingertips brushing through her hair as he wordlessly smiled, moving behind her head to hold her in assurance, his other arm traveling forward and pulling her against him. His head leaned against hers, nuzzling gently as he wanted nothing more than to pull her into his lap for comfort. He'd long since forgotten precisely where they were... Or maybe he didn't care. She needed the comfort more than anything... Still, when he finally could speak...<br><br>"I... Er... Y-you taste good..." He admitted quietly, barely restraining a chuckle. <br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 06:14:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor, Seated in Front of a Large, Bright Window<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Smart and Strange Doctor Toshiro and his Peculiar Marceline<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> The Too Curious Doctor Lary<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, and sneezing small, magical fireworks.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Causal, Mayan-like Clothes | Toshiro's Gift</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">At least the Doctor Toshiro seemed to like her <em>joke</em>, because the trickster had <em>no</em> idea what ‘Ama-tear-raz-zoo’ was, but it certainly was not a good <em>secret</em> or a good <em>reason</em> to forget the sun. “<em>No</em>, the best way to avoid <em>Unseen</em>things while traveling in the dark is to <em>follow</em> someone else who knows the way back <em>without</em> the light. And, if <em>they</em> are not there, then stay together, and <em>hide</em>, until the light returns.” Kyless spoke as if she was somewhere <em>in between</em> understanding and not understanding Toshiro’s story. As if she understood the rules, but not the game. Or perhaps it was the <em>other</em>way around. The trickster swallowed, swirling her tongue in her deep, blue cheeks. Then, softly, as if to warn him and not scare, “There are always <em>Unseen</em>things, Doctor Toshiro. Too many to <em>look</em> at. And <em>not</em> one likes a thing that <em>cheats</em>.” She <em>sneezed</em>, another magical flare of white, silver and green. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br><br>“Rule<em>makers</em> only appear when their rules are broken, when others <em>cheat</em>. They are <em>Unseen</em>things before that.” The deep blue demoness wiped under her nose with her free, braceleted hand as she paused, still gazing out of the horrid, human glass. “They like being alone, like watching, not playing. Too <em>many</em> things to watch, they cannot play. But Rulemakers always very powerful. They…” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless shrugged, the other of her hands still mostly trapped beneath the <em>purr-ring</em> Marceline. It was very warm there. “… Give <em>some</em>thing, in order to create their rules. I do not know why,” the trickster added with haste before the Doctor Toshiro could ask yet <em>more</em> questions, “but it makes them win, <em>every</em>time, all time, forever. So I travel <em>around</em> their rules, all <em>around</em>, <em>every</em>where, but I never break their rules. I never <em>cheat</em>. The human Mallory will <em>not</em> cheat but she is <em>also</em> much too curious, and too small. There are…” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless turned her horned, <em>belled</em> head left and right as if deciding on a <em>certain</em>thing. “<em>Other</em>things that watch humans that are too curious and too small. <em>Seen</em>things. <em>Seen</em>things who forget <em>Our</em> rules.” The Doctor Toshiro should <em>not</em> follow the human Mallory. He should not follow most Other humans as they were so <em>fragile</em>. <em>He had to… remember.</em> They all forgot, even the <em>most</em> <em>important</em> <em>ones</em>, but the Doctor Toshiro had to remember. He had paid the price, after all.<br><br>“Your <em>sacred</em>book will <em>not</em> compare to my magic, no matter how the Last's story is told.” Kyless retorted, and looked at him with big, round eyes, as if he had <em>offended</em> her <em>some</em>how with his many, many questions. <em>Because of course she could not show him the Valley of the Jollytwills, today, this day. Not a second time. He… His gift… He had made her magic small!</em> Her free, braceleted hand reached out, but instead of something to hurt, it was something to <em>hold</em>. She took his <em>tool</em>, his pencil, and began to draw on the open sky of his drawing, leaning over the purr-ring Marceline to do so with ease. “Why do you touch Marceline like that?” The trickster asked, as the pencil drew loops, and lines and dashes in the sky, in one big circle, in one big <em>symbol</em>. Her sharp golden eyes did not leave the piece of paper before her. “Would she like it if I did it too, or just when humans do?” Kyless was quite interested in <em>this</em>, this small interactions happening in her lap, well, more or less. Marceline had magic, and she was a <em>not</em>-cat, and yet she enjoyed the touch of <em>humans</em>. “There will be <em>others</em>, other humans, on the mission that I am <em>allowed</em> to go, but only allowed <em>without</em> my magic, yes?” Kyless was going to the Outside without her magic, without her… <em>connection</em>, without what she loved most of all. But after all this human <em>time</em>, behind all of that human <em>glass</em>, the trickster would do <em>any</em>thing to <em>go</em> Outside. <br><br>The pencil stopped just as Kyless pulled away from Toshiro's <em>sacred</em>book, and <em>sneezed</em> again. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Another magical flare of purple, green and blue floated between them, spinning above the demonic <em>symbol</em> that Kyless had finished drawing. It was a circle, filled with other circles, and language, and lines, and loops and <em>ties</em>. “That,” the trickster sniffed, clearing her fuzzy nose yet again, “is the Last Jagraw.” It was the unique, demonic symbol of the Last, of his <em>magic</em>. Something so full of detail, so full of emotion that the Doctor Toshiro would not be able to read it... Not yet, not <em>this</em> soon. Not without Kyless. But he could <em>try</em>. “Try to understand,” Kyless added, choosing her words carefully then and now, trying herself <em>not</em> to sound too <em>hopeful</em>. Without magic, without the demon realms themselves there was little more she could do to explain the Last, on this very strange and short day.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 07:35:29</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa was beyond being nervous. Had she ruined everything? She would question what had been going in her mind, but she knew perfectly well what had been going on in there! What if he would think badly of her? Think that she was a slutty girl? Well, in all honesty he might not be wrong. Who else would do something like this?! Telling him that, she didn’t normally do stuff like this and it was only because it was him, probably wouldn’t help. Even worse, what if he didn’t want to see her anymore? If he would just walk off and never talk to her? She could deal with him getting angry at her, he sure did have a good reason to be mad at her, but not Albion closing her out of his life. If he got angry he would probably calm down at some point later.<br><br>The fox demon didn’t even notice she had been holding her breath before she exhaled deeply as Albion’s hand touched her hair. Everything was back on track. Willingly the girl moved closer, cuddling against the man. There was the deep feeling of relaxation after an orgasm, but there was something else too. Nerissa looked at Albion’s face and wondered why he made her feel like this. Being like this, near him, feeling his warmth, his arms around her… it felt like she had came home. The deep feeling of safety and peace fulfilled her heart, and made her wish she could keep him by her side longer. So close, yet so far. Albion would be here, for her, as a friend, but never something more. <br><br>The remains of her nervousness melted away with a giggle, followed by his words. “Oh, thank you. It’s a pleasure to hear that.” She couldn’t tell him how he tasted for the simple reason that she didn’t know. Nerissa looked at his face, remembering the way he had looked as she got off of him. That face… It was crystal clear that Albion had enjoyed this too. Nera had never kissed those lips. She would need to move just a bit to place her lips on his, but the fox demon knew she wasn’t allowed to do that. Like she was somehow allowed to make him do that to her… <br><br>So instead Nerissa wiped Albion’s wet lips with her finger. “I must give you my compliments. You were amazing, my friend.” Was it normal to give some praises to a friend from performing a cunninglus? “I can see that you can do both war and love” Nera said with a playful smirk as she licked her finger, the same that had just a moment ago brushed Albion’s lips. Albion wasn’t the only one who had forgotten where they were. Nerissa didn’t care. She was in their little bubble, cut out of the rest of the world.<br><br>“I’m not sure if I should thank you… It… felt really good” Nerissa admitted, feeling shivers run through her body just from remembering the touch of his tongue on her slit. “I’m sorry. I went too far… You must be in pain. You are too forgiving to me. I don’t understand why you just took it… You could have stopped me, couldn’t you? Such stupid things make you so damn adorable” The fox demon dragged her tongue along Albion’s neck to comfort him, though he didn’t look like he needed that. “Please, stay by my side forever” the girl whispered against his neck.<br><br>Somewhere at the back of her mind the fox demon thought that she should feel awkward. This was an extremely embarrassing situation, right? Yet his simple words had wiped off all her fears and nervousness. Albion was just like he had always been. She didn’t need to worry about ruining something.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 08:41:17</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Perhaps this was a better outcome than he could ever hope for.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br><em>'... Stupid fool, how is the first thing you tell her after this... 'You taste good'...? Have you seriously lost touch with your sensibilities?'</em> Albion mentally chided himself, but Nerissa still seemed pleased and giggly to hear. Maybe she hoped to hear something a little more romantic and meaningful... But the man still had his a versions to the notion. Maybe a little less now after he'd... Basically broken his rule about intrapersonal activities with other staff of SOPHE, but then again... They were a budding friendship for three years who shared many awkward moments.<br><br>Maybe it was inevitable he would tire of the solitude and the false attempts at happiness. But he still wasn't ready to drag Nerissa into a world where his past dealings could easily jeopardize their existence in the present. He still needed a little time... But, given she stood by him for three years... Maybe she was already used to waiting...<br><br>Being called amazing though... He snorted and shook his head. "Looks like I asked for a remark like that, but a fairly good one to counter my own. I'm... Glad you enjoyed it though. I can't begin to tell you how much I enjo-" He paused as he watched her lock the finger... She had used to wipe her juices off of his mouth with and damn it, why did that turn him on!? His mouth was still agape mid-sentence as he watched her mischievously lick the mischief-causing digit... But the most important thing was her face: That look of pleased contentment. It made his day to always see Nerissa with a smile on her face, but it made his day so much more to know <em>he</em> was the one that helped put that smile there.<br><br><em>'Doing War and Love, huh...? ... Heh, I kind of like that, but I've got to deal with some bad habits first before I call what I do love... But...'</em> Once again, his thoughts internalized as he observed the playful vixen. <em>'This was a nice start... A nice recollection of times long gone.'</em><br><br>She had begun to apologize, but he simply raised a finger and pressed it to her lips, as if to try and silence her reasons to apologize for her uncouth behavior. "Remember, I made you remember those bad things... I made you angry for playing with your feelings, and... I made you... Do 'that'... Because...-" He trailed off... Why did he do that? Why had he even bothered to open his mouth when he could have left well and good enough alone? He had put himself on the spot now, but he simply smiled and leaned his head against the side of hers. "I felt you needed your best friend to help you feel better after he made you feel bad." It was maybe the best way to put it, without admitting he maybe got a glimpse into her feelings and thought... She needed more than a friend, or even a best friend. Would she know he knew? Or would she simply write him off as oblivious?<br><br>The brush of her tongue against his neck was mildly ticklish, tingly even, but her words... They weighed heavy on his mind. Closing his eyes, he tilted his head downward, placing the tip of his tongue against her neck and dragging upward gently... The same gesture she wanted from him earlier, that he had resisted giving... It only took a couple of beatings and some rough treatment to feel the bravery to perform the gesture for her. <br><br>"... As long as I'm able to.."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 10:03:13</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>“I’m not saying it just to be polite. I mean it, and you know it. Hmm? You enjoyed it too? I’m happy to hear that! I was little worried that… well, I didn’t really ask your opinion or permission. But I noticed that it turned you on” They way she said all that so casually, so innocently like it wasn’t such a big deal, like it was completely natural. Nerissa noticed that how he lost his focus because of her simple act. “Mmh… You think I would let you taste something I consider too bad for myself? What kind of friend would I be then?” The mischievous fox demon lowered her voice into a quiet whisper. “If we weren’t here, I would know now how you taste like…” Things were back on track. She was teasing him on purpose. <br><br>When Albion raised his finger on her lips the girl looked at him confused for a moment. His words made her smile tenderly. She licked the finger on her lips and moved her head a bit, letting his fingertip slip between her lips. While staring into Albion’s eyes she gave a light suckle to his finger before letting it go. “I’m not blaming you or holding a grudge against you. You couldn’t know something I haven’t told you and… even the other part is okay as long as you understand not to do it again.” That was all she could say about playing with her feelings. The demoness didn’t understand completely why he did it in the first place, maybe Albion was stupid enough not to know how bad it was. All that mattered was that now he knew and he wouldn’t do it again. “Albion, you didn’t make me do anything. I don’t remember you forcing me into anything. That, I don’t have a proper self-control, isn’t your fault and you shouldn’t take the blame from it. If anything, I’m grateful that you stay by my side, despite all the flaws I have. So… Let’s just agree that we both did something bad and it’s all forgiven now?” Though if this was considered as conciliation sex she should get into a fight with him more often. No! Better not go there. Those were the thoughts that she shouldn’t have. But it was difficult not to think so as she was sitting in his lap, and feeling clearly that his body wasn’t exhausted enough after one time.<br><br>Nerissa sighed when she felt his tongue on her neck. It wasn’t about sensual excitement, but something else. Something more meaningful. It was such a simple gesture, but she knew it wasn’t a simple one to do for Albion, which made her appreciate it even more. “Albion, you are going to make my heart burst from all the kindness you give me and all the happy feelings. You make me happy. You give me so much more than you can understand… so please, don’t even think about ever giving up. I couldn’t bear losing you.” Nerissa whispered as she gently caressed his hair with her fingertips. “I like you. I like you very much.” <br><br>The fox demon had no problem with telling him about such feelings, but… she knew she couldn’t tell him more. Albion didn’t want more and maybe she was just confused, thinking there was something that wasn’t there. In the end their relationship was special. Even by her standards. Albion listened to her, was there to support her, gave her affection when she asked for it… He was such a big part of her life. It was almost like a real relationship. Only things missing were that they didn’t have sex… well… normally, not like couples did at least! and they weren’t exclusive. Nerissa wasn’t sure did this count as sex or not. In the end, she was probably just confused. Because she didn’t have a real relationship she started to confuse things with Albion into something they weren’t. And she was useless at leaving her feelings out of sex, so… Perhaps this didn’t count as sex. She didn’t want to complicate things more. Nor get jealous, because she knew what Albion did at nights. <br><br><em>I don’t want to lose you Albion. I will try, and I will find someone… so I don’t break this thing we have. </em><br><br>In a way the man had turned her down. Nerissa knew that it wasn’t for her to pursue Albion. She had to let him go, live his life like he wanted to. It was better this way. She wasn’t such a good woman. It was all possible that she didn’t even deserve to be happy, considering everything she had done. If it was written in the stars that only bad men, who would end up hurting her, were interested of her or that the good men, who loved her, were destined to die… Then it was better that Albion would never love her, because she didn’t want to see him dying.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 10:21:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 1:30 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Second Floor Balcony<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: Rinessa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr><br>Nerissa made a few incorrect assumptions regarding Toshiro's inevitable pursuit of retribution, the first being that counter action would be a possibility for his attacker once Toshiro had seen the scales balanced. The second was so egregious an reduction of what had occurred that Toshiro had no choice but to bring up her vast understatement, “Difficulties adapting? Is that would you call what she did?” Narrowing his eyes with a glint of that same anger he'd shown earlier he considered expounding on this point, on telling Nerissa that her sister displayed a empathy defying cruelty that surpassed cultural boundaries. As much as he wanted to say these things however to achieve some kind of catharsis, he knew that it would do little beyond troubling Nerissa, and if she was telling the truth then she hadn't done anything to earn such abuse from him. With that being said, there was an important lesson that she should carry with her. Looking straight into Nerissa's large golden eyes, Toshiro issued a warning for her sake more than her sister's, because he knew that sibling's couldn't help but carry each others' weight, “You might be right, returning the favor might not make me feel any better, but what she's done and what she's going to keep doing are going to catch up with her some day Nerissa. That debt she's building up is going to come falling down on her head if she doesn't start making things right for herself.” Those last two words were emphasized above all others.<br><br>As Nerissa waited for the phone to ring through the three consecutive unanswered calls to her sister, Toshiro couldn't help but lean back against the seat of the bench, the cold moisture of the snow melting between the bottom of his pants and the frigid concrete below not enough of a reason to stand up against the pain that awaited him on engaging with such an audacious action. Scratching beneath Marceline's orange furred belly as she sprawled out between the bench and his shoulder while lightly chewing on his ear, Toshiro couldn't help but worry at first that Nerissa was putting on an act with how many times she attempted to dial the number, but then on the fourth call, someone seemed to answer. What little relief he had from this was largely swept aside as, with an apologetic look sent his way, Nerissa began to speak in a recognizabley demon language for what could be no other reason than to keep him from knowing what was being said.<br><br>There hadn't been enough written and translatable material to garner a clear understanding a complete understanding of all of the various demonic languages, with the most understood among them being the dialects of Wrath as taught by Azmodiel to the best of his ability when time permitted. As a result of this, while there were a number of terms that Toshiro could understand, the majority of words and phrases spoken were largely alien to him. Still, it didn't take a perfect linguistic knowledge to understand the general sentiments conveyed, especially when combined with Nerissa's none too subtle body language: first her flushed skin as she paused to regard him, then later the stamping of her feet and annoyed tone. She was clearly embarrassed by something her sister had done, then was eventually angered by what she heard in response. Toshiro couldn't be exactly sure on the meaning of what he'd heard, but he'd recall the words well enough to get them clarified by one of the older demons on staff later on.<br><br>Toshiro breathed a heavy sigh of relief at hearing that Nerissa claimed to know where the statue ended up, but he didn't immediately answer her as he shrugged the Marceline locked shoulder forward to encourage the warm bundle of silver fur forward into the crook of one of his arms. Propping his free hand on the bench, he slowly lifted his body up to a standing postion, his frame hunched in hurt still standing over a head higher than the demoness. “You don't have to worry about me telling you what it looks like, because I'm coming with you.” Preemptively cutting off what would certainly be an argument to this either coming from a place of concern or a desire to not have him uncover the truth he continued, “I'm responsible for what happens to that statue, it was me wanting to figure it out that got it to where it is in the first place, so I gotta see it get back.” He knew that she could easily tell him no, but he wasn't about to pass the task of fixing his poor judgment entirely on someone else.<br><br>“I've got money put away, and I wouldn't ask you to use your money for this. I have a rough idea about what someone in your position in SOPHE earns and it's not enough for me to ask you to do more for me than you're already doing.” Fortunately generic brand ramen was still largely edible, and he could always make a decent enough meal using only half of the noodles in a package. Limping over to the door leading to the second floor interior and holding it open with, he gestured with his non-cat cradling arm for Nerissa to lead the way before asking, “So, where are we heading?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 12:30:46</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/eRBwTzu.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 12th, 2021, Mid Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Training Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Perhaps this was a better outcome than he could ever hope for.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>"Ah... Were you worried about that? Don't be. I've had to deal with you trying to do things without my permission or opinions in the past&nbsp; and I've done a good job of stopping you from doing things we may both regret... But today, you weren't drunk, or in heat, or anything like that... So this time I knew, well... You weren't <em>trying</em> to take advantage of me, and I wasn't going to do that to you." Albion hummed, closing his eyes. "Though I admit, that was... A very creative way to try to pin me after the beating." <br><br>"Well... It's a taste I won't soon forget, I'll admit." He laughed quietly, though shook his head as Nerissa admitted she would never let him taste something she wouldn't try... As well as quietly admitting if they were elsewhere, she would be getting a taste of him too. It would probably only be fair in her eyes, but he coughed quietly and cleared his throat as he had nothing he could say to that comment. The dirty images he'd imagined spoke volumes in his mind already.<br><br>... Did she really have to suck on his finger? He couldn't tell what was worse, the fact she did that while looking into his eyes, or the fact he didn't bother to remove it until she was done. "... Believe me, I know full well not to do that again. I'd rather not have to be on the receiving end of that sword." He smiled, seemingly making light of it. But in reality... He didn't want to see Nerissa that angry again&nbsp; all her unbound fury and ire directed at him due to his careless behavior and remarks. Maybe this was why she didn't like it when he got angry at her... She wanted to stay on his good side like he did to her. Experience was the best tutor, after all...<br><br>"A lack of self-control is something I think we can both agree we suffer from, heh.... But-" He paused, pointing to her. "More than that, we both have our flaws, and those flaws run deep. That you've stayed a constant in my life these last three years despite them shows your dedication to me as a friend... I'd be a hypocrite if I couldn't do the same for you." He assured the cute vixen as his head remained against hers. It still baffled him how she could just... Wear her heart on her sleeve and admit he made her feel all of these happy feelings and more... Even going as far as to admit she liked him a lot.<br><br><em>'Like... I think it's more than that, Neri... I'm sorry I can't carry them beyond just like... Just, give me a little time.'</em> He kept his thoughts internalized, breathing gently as he let himself bask in the comfort she offered him. A peaceful moment in an otherwise troublesome world. The instance of happiness he needed in his life but was often too afraid to reach for. How difficult it could he to acquire true happiness, only to watch it be ripped out of one's life so easily... That fear was a constant companion to the man... Either not letting happiness visit him and remaining in solitude... Or becoming strong enough to protect the happiness he sought... Only by accepting either of these two realities could he truly live.<br><br><em>'I hoped you could find your someone special... But never did I see myself filling that role for you...'</em> His eyes shut, nuzzling his head up against one of her ears as he guided her head down to near his chin. If he could stay like this for the rest of his life... He wouldn't need anything else.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 16:18:36</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Bet</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/ZtvrH1t.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 12th , 2021, After 5 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Training grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Black and pink sportswear (https://i.imgur.com/zoYCQnw.png)<br><br><hr><br>“Oh, but I didn't try. I pinned you down.” The smug little fox said, proud of her little victory. With amusement she looked at the man coughing. How she liked that Albion was back to his normal, easily embarrassed self. Three years weren’t enough to make him immune to the things she did. The mention of the sword made Nerissa look at where she had left her sword. It was gone now. They had used more than two minutes in this, because her sword would exist about two minutes without her maintaining its existence. <br><br>A small part of her waited for him to say something similar or meaningful to her in return, but Nerissa wasn’t surprised when Albion didn’t respond with as loving words as she had offered to him. It was something he simply wasn’t capable of doing and Nera didn’t want to put pressure on him. That would just make him feel worse about it. <br><br>“It’s okay. You don’t need to say anything, Albion. Just… pet my ears and let me be like this for a moment longer.” The girl whispered, snuggled against his chest, her face buried on his neck. <br><br>She really was an animal. Now that she wasn’t hungry, thirsty or horny anymore, in other words all her needs had been satisfied and on top of that she felt safe, she simply dozed off. Albion could notice that she fell asleep from that the usually talkative fox demon had been quiet for a longer time now and her breathing calmed. It had been a wild ride, but somehow all ended well for them.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><div align="center">[[ END OF SCENE ]]</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 17:39:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Second floor balcony &gt; An ATM &gt; A bank<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Enjoy from the ride<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa opened her mouth, to remind Toshiro of his sorry state and that he should be in his bed resting, not wandering around on the city, but he was ahead of her. “Well… I guess I can’t persuade you to stay behind and rest then, can I? You look so pitiful! It looks like every move you take hurts more than you can handle. Are you sure you don’t have internal bleeding or something like that?” The fox demon looked little flustered when Toshiro spoke about her pay. “Is it really that little…? I thought I’m doing okay… I don’t mean to offend you, but you don’t look that rich either.” Nerissa pursed her lips. She had really thought that she was paid if not plentifully then at least sufficiently. Why he had to trample on her pride like that…?<br><br>With a small bow Nera went through the door that Toshiro kept open for her. “Rina sold your statue to Pawnhouse Zaisan. Let’s get some money and go there. I’m sure we can buy it back if we give them more than what they paid for it. How much do you think it’s worth to them?” Nerissa knew how much her sister had got money from it, but it was way less than Toshiro’s estimation of the statue’s worth. $50 000-100 000. That was a lot of money! “This is all my blood relative’s fault so… please, let me help you. If 300 000 dollars is nothing to you, I won’t interfere but it sounds like…” Nerissa really tried not to step on his manly pride with her words. “... like, it would be inconvenient to you.” That didn’t sound any better! To save her from making the situation worse, Nera changed the topic quickly. “I’m just going to get my bag from my room and you should leave Marceline here, so let’s meet up at front!” <br><br>The fox demon drove her relatively new, bright red Nissan Juke (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/f7/82/6d/f7826d87b7736c50927a722d64be34b5.jpg) in front of SOPHE to pick up Toshiro. Their first stop was an ATM. By the time Toshiro’s driver stopped near an ATM, the money problem probably wasn’t at top of his mind. Nerissa’s driving skills were below an average driver. Way below. She didn’t have a road rage, but the girl kept forgetting to pay attention. They passed red lights more than once, which wasn’t even the worst part. The worst part at her driving was that the fox was eager to try to zigzag between other cars and shoving her little car in unexisting spaces, blindly trusting that others would make room for her. And Nera didn’t seem to understand that there was lots to improve in her driving. She was her usual careless and cheerful self. <br><br>Because her driving didn’t make her afraid for her life it felt like a good opportunity to pick the conversation Toshiro had started at the balcony. “About Rina… I didn’t mean to belittle what she did. I don’t accept any of that and I know it’s wrong, but… talking to her won’t change a thing. Trust me, I have tried to reason with her. I can’t force her to change. All I can do is hope that she will want to change herself, and then I can be there for her. All the things you said… They make me worry. I know that someday she is going to make a wrong person her enemy and then... “ Nerissa sighed. She didn’t want to finish her sentence. They both knew what she meant. “I can only beg for your forgiveness and hope that you won’t be that person. Rina… she has her reasons. There are good and bad ones on both sides. Not all demons are bad and not all humans are good.” She was worried that, what Toshiro had talked about, would happen someday. Rina would get herself killed if things would continue as they were, but what could she do? She couldn’t exactly lock her up somewhere until she would start to behave.&nbsp; <br><br>Nerissa wanted to help Toshiro, so she was ready to lend him the needed money. Without an interest and he could pay it back when he could. The fox had brought a backpack with her to put all the money in there, but the ATM refused to give her 300 000$, which Nera thought would be more than enough to get the statue back without problems. Her big ears drooped quickly and her expression became sad. “I don’t understand… I remember my number and all… And there is enough money.” The fox mumbled disappointed before returning into the car. “I’m sorry. I think we have to go to a bank. I thought this would be easier…” It really wasn’t such a big surprise that the amount she could withdraw was less than 300 000 dollars. <br><br>Toshiro got a questionable pleasure to enjoy from another short car trip with Nerissa as they headed to a bank. Because she wanted to withdraw so much money at once they were soon guided into a private room, where a neat bank teller in a pencil skirt served them, or Nera.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><strong>^How can I help you miss Cavallaro?^</strong> the woman asked with a polite smile when they all were sitting at a table. <br>“I would like to withdraw 300 000 dollars.” Nerissa said simply and placed her backpack on the table.<br><strong>^I see. How soon would you need the money?^</strong><br>“Now” <br><br>The woman was clearly surprised and explained all the difficulties and protocols concerning this kind of withdrawal. The fox demon was stubborn and insisted that she wanted her money now. So they began making preparations for it. While they waited another bank clerk brought some refreshments for them to enjoy while they were waiting. When Nerissa signed papers needed for this process Toshiro could notice how much there was money in her account in total. This pink haired fox demon had over 10 million dollars on her account.<br><br>“I’m sorry this takes so long. I didn’t know it would be this difficult. I mean… I have the money, so why they make it so complicated?” Nerissa sighed and looked at Toshiro. “Toshiro, if this is big sum for you, let me help you. I have enough money. I can borrow you this. You don’t need to pay the money back. I mean, you can if you c… want to of course, but there are other ways of paying a debt.” Nerissa told with an innocent face as she looked at the beat up researcher.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>07-09-2020, 23:05:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro | Date Marceline<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless | Mentions: Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, but with a few more wrinkles in his clothing and a far more disheveled head of hair. | A red nylon collar with a small golden bell<br><hr>It was somewhat disheartening to not hear Kyless pay any heed to his quip regarding Amaterasu as Toshiro had often wondered if the dieties of his youth would be known among demon kind for the myths detailing interactions between the two. While this was not immediate rejection of his hope, the thought that a demon as old as Kyless didn't recognize the name was unfortunate. Still, as Kyless herself may have stated among her somewhat meandering methods of communication, time was not similarly experienced by humans and demons. “Amaterasu, Kyless. There are many words that don't matter but there are those that believe this one is a sacred<em>thing</em>, right? Amaterasu. Some believe she's responsible for how warm it is up here, so it's best to stay on her good side.” He wasn't at all offended by the mispronunciation, but he felt that he owed the attempt to those in his family who might be. As to what he felt might be a touch of misinformation in regards to the sun, it was only fair for him to exchange a tale for a tale, even if his may not have been as valid as Kyless'<br><br>Tilting his head in momentary consideration of Kyless' point regarding the options the travelers in the dark may have had regarding following a knowledgeable source or hiding until morning, he could certainly see the benefits to what she proposed. However in the end he couldn't help but shake his head in rejection of the ideas, “The path anybody has walked on a thousand times may not be the same path it was a thousand times ago.” Pointing to the clouds, the conversation's dedicated representation of change in the human world he continued, “Paths wash away, animals move from place to place, and bandits find new places to hunt. Anyone too confident in what they know about a path are bound to trip on a rock that wasn't there the last time. Is the guy's experience valuable? Without a doubt. But that doesn't mean you blindly follow him without a light to see things for yourself. As to hiding, well... humans are usually far worse at hiding than those in the dark are at finding them, so usually we have the choices of running, or fighting. In the middle of doing either, we don't really have the luxury of caring whether or not we're cheating.” While he was still internally debating whether or not the <em>'rules'</em> Kyless continued to bring up were closer to laws in the legal or scientific sense, he wouldn't be too quick to try and break them either way unless he found it absolutely necessary.<br><br>Toshiro couldn't help but feel a touch elated that Kyless had already started to predict what he might ask as a question before he even had the chance to. In this case, she was absolutely correct in assuming that he would have inquired as to the rational behind these entities who would <em>'give something'</em> for the sake of creating rules. While he was somewhat disappointed in her answer, he knew that her volunteering relevant information without prompting was always a welcome development in the subjects he attempted to build a rapport with. Although, and for the first time he wasn't sure if what he was about to ask mind offend Kyless as it might imply a knowledge uniquely held by <em>cheaters</em>, the gnawing curiosity chewing away at him spurred him to ask somewhat tentatively, “The <em>Rulemakers</em>, what do they do to the <em>cheaters?</em> It sounded like, for the Jagraw at least, following the rules gives benefits, are these just taken away, or is there a punishment involved?” He was still aware that promoting this line of thinking might be antithetical to the relationship of prisoner and warden, but that had never been the dynamic he had sought to promote in the first place, much to the chagrin of some of SOPHE's more traditionally minded staff members.<br><br>Once again holding up a hand in apology, Toshiro shook his head at Kyless' interpretation of his words, “Of course MY sketches couldn't compare to your magic, I'd be a liar to say otherwise. So would it do to have a tale of The Last be as lacking as my doodle when with more details it could be closer to your illusion?” This wasn't particularly intended as flattery, even if it doubtlessly came off that way. Rather he only wished to convey that a bit of fleshing out of the characters might make the tale both more compelling and informative. However Kyless seemed almost annoyed or affronted by this line of thought, so he dismissed it to better regard the image Kyless was leaving on the paper in front of him, not currently understanding the link between the two subjects.<br><br>Without breaking his eyes from the figure she was inscribing in front of him, he absentmindedly answered Kyless' significant Marceline query, “She'd like it if anything did it, as long as she likes the thing doing it. She seems to like you, at least she likes you as much as she can like anyone who keeps calling her catness into question.” To the next point Toshiro thought about how much he should answer before realizing that being made aware of her company ahead of time wouldn't particularly make Kyless any more of a threat, he hoped. “Other humans, and otherwise. I'm sure they'd like to tell you about themselves in person when you meet them for the first time. And yes, without your magic for now. Like I said, that may change in the weeks to come, but that'lldepend on how well you follow the rules and get along with everyone.”<br><br>Taking the symbol of The Last in his hands, Toshiro stayed silent for a long moment, his eyes darting over every little detail, from what appeared to be minuscule threads of intricately laid out language, markings, and designs. Some of it was instantly familiar, shapes related to the arcane and words common among the various demon dialects, but it was all mostly arranged in a way previously unseen, in a manner that clearly spoke to some grand design or purpose that eluded Toshiro's current comprehension. However this current lack of understanding did little to keep every image from burning itself into his mind, ever curve and line frozen in time for immediate recollection in the future should the unthinkable happen and should he lose the now priceless bit of something scrawled out in front of him that Kyless had referred to as, <em>The Last Jagraw.</em> Without a note of doubt in his gratitude laced voice, he raised his eyes to match Kyless' gaze once again as the colorful particles of colorful light that made up her increasingly more concerning sneezes dissipated among the motes catching sunlight, “I'm going to do more than try. Even if I don't get it now, I'm going to understand, Kyless. I hope you'll keep helping me until I do.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 03:51:54</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 2:00 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE, Second Floor Balcony to Nerissa's Bank<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: Rinessa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr>“Oh I've had worse,” Toshiro replied regarding the status of his body, “and I'm not bleeding internally. Anymore.” There was a brief frown forming at the corner of his lips as he thought of the unfortunate conditions that he found himself operating under that morning before raising his eyebrows and smiling at Nerissa's point regarding her income and his perceived lack thereof. “I don't mean you're not earning a fair amount, I'm just saying that this thing would cost a small fortune to someone working a mid level government job like you or me, even in a group as well funded as SOPHE. As for me, well, I put most of what I earn into savings right now. It's kinda the opposite of what I planned on using it for, but it's more important I can keep working here.” Despite trying to keep a brave face, it was obvious from his reluctant tone that Toshiro had heavy reservations regarding the plan, but there was no hesitation implying that he wouldn't carry it through.<br><br>While he had calculated the cost of what he would have to end up paying in his head, hearing Nerissa say the number out loud almost knocked the lanky man off his feet as he grabbed a nearby metallic trash can to hold his weight. “Yeah that's... that's a lot.” Once again finding himself staring at the fox demoness in disbelief, Toshiro would have hugged her then and their at her offer to cover the cost of retrieving the statue, if it weren't for the mixture of his injuries and the accusations he'd just flung at her only a few minutes ago. “I... you don't... I can't...” As much as Toshiro wanted to abide by the desires of his pride and tell Nerissa <em>'no'</em>, he had been saving his money for something far more important than preserving his ego. “If... if you can spare the money, I'd owe you Nerissa.” The way Toshiro saw it, Nerissa still owed him nothing, and her lending him money was totally removed from the actions of her sister, if she was going to do this for him, then there was no way he wouldn't do his utmost to pay her back.<br><br>As the pair flew around another curve in Nerissa's bright red Nissan, Toshiro once again began to question if it had been a very foolish decision to trust the fox as his forehead nearly flew into the dashboard for what felt like the tenth time on their trip to retrieve Nerissa's money. He couldn't help but wonder if she was doing this on purpose to dissuade him from coming with her, attacking his injured body with the force of her horrific driving: the abrupt swerving and all too sudden stops. He wasn't even sure if anyone had ever bothered to tell the speed demon that vehicles moved forward even if the peddle wasn't pushed firmly to the floor. However there was a silver lining to the whole situation, it was difficult to focus on the trauma of what had happened and the consequences of what might happen as Nerissa took every opportunity possible to pass by other vehicles with under a centimeter keeping them from trading paint.<br><br>Staring at Nerissa with eyes wide more in exhilaration than fear, Toshiro was astounded that she had the mental capacity to stay on the road at the speed she was driving while able to have a conversation, this quickly turned to concern as he soon realized that his prior astonishment was largely unfounded. With a luck that would have left Nerissa a wealthy woman should she take up professional gambling, the vehicle continued to miraculously swerve out of harm's way at the last second more times than the scientist cared to count as he replied with notable distraction, “There's not... there's not a thing you can say to me to make me think better of your sister. There's more than a few folk who have been wronged by demons in the past, and most of us don't use that as an excuse to...” Even with the flood of adrenaline coursing through his body, it was difficult to relive the night before, and Toshiro saw no reason to put himself through that as it wouldn't help himself or Nerissa at this point. It was clear that she understood his intent regarding her sibling, but the wounds were too fresh for him to even considering relinquishing his grudge against Rinessa.<br><br>After a brief side trip in which Nerissa tried to withdraw the significant sum of money from an ATM with the plan of shoving it inside of a backpack, Toshiro simply replied to her distress with the best attempt at a reassuring tone he could offer as he tried to catch his breath, “It's not a big deal, most banks won't let you retrieve that much from an ATM. They always told me it was a security thing.” <br><br>It had been some time since Toshiro had stepped inside a bank as upscale as Nerissa's and he was a bit surprised to find himself not at all nostalgic for what he found to be a rather stuffy and overly formal building. Apart from furrowing his brow slightly in confusion at the teller referring to Nerissa as Miss Cavallaro, Toshiro was pretty passive about the entire experience up to a point. Before he had a chance to ask Nerissa about how she was addressed, the innocent faced fox told him that he could find other ways to repay his debt, a vague statement that immediately drew Toshiro's suspicion once again. Looking at her with obvious suspicion pouring from his narrowed eyes he replied slowly, “I would be glad to repay the favor with something other than money, but I'm not writing you a blank check for mayhem.” Chewing on his lip in contemplative silence for a moment, he finally sighed at his situation before continuing, “Nobody aside me gets hurt, not financially, not physically, not emotionally. Otherwise, I'm giving you my savings as soon as I can withdraw them, and we're calling it square.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 05:51:46</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Reflection<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>An incredulous look seemed to have come to Mallory’s face at the nonchalant attitude Nerissa seemed to be having. Just when she thought that she was beginning to get a reading in the girl her answer just seemed to be even more confusing to the woman; she just did this stuff for fun? What if there were people that didn’t think it was fun? Like her for example, as she had scared her quite nearly to death when she was trying to have a nice bath...<br><br>“To be honest I didn’t know it was a game...or is it actual one?” &nbsp;Mallory wasn’t quite sure what to believe anymore, but all she knew was that this fox demon girl was quite ok with getting up close and personal to people, even if she didn’t think it was that big of a deal. <br><br>It was to Mallory, but then again, she didn’t have much of a choice really, as Nerissa was already touching her in places that no one so far had touched.<br><br>As for what exactly Nerissa thought of the words Mallory had given, she had quite the lengthy answer. So much that Mallory kept her incredulous look; did this girl always have something to say? Mallory new by now that she was quite strange, but how could she be equally bubbly and upbeat, and yet equally philosophical about a few simple words? &nbsp;“You have a lot to say on these sort of things, don’t you?” &nbsp;And there she was, going back to her bubbly personality, as if she hadn’t gone into to an in depth conversation on how people thought, and the society around them. <br><br>And then Nerissa talked about getting out of your comfort zone, and suddenly Mallory gave a quick squeak, her cheeks reddening when she felt Nerissa’s other hand grope her other breast. “Wha-what are you doing?” &nbsp;God, she was asking this question way too much this night, wasn’t she? As the woman asked her to close her eyes, Mallory gave her a suspicious look; was that a good idea, considering what she was doing, and how close she was?<br><br>She didn’t have much of a choice, did she? <br><br>The woman was silent the moment that Nerissa began to basically grope her, all while Mallory’s face was reddening with each passing moment. &nbsp;“W-what do you expect me to say? That it doesn’t?” &nbsp;She wasn’t saying it didn’t feel good, but was Mallory going to admit that to someone she just met?<br><br>No, she was not.<br><br>“It’s not terrible, though the situation around is probably what’s making it more awkward...” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 06:35:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform (https://i.imgur.com/d7A3N5v.png)<br><br><hr><br>It was already over 20 minutes past the time they were supposed to meet at the shooting range. No call or text in Albion’s work phone to inform that she would be late, or not coming. The fox demon named Nerissa had joined in the ranks of SOPHE the first day of this month. She was a part of the research team. There had been some gossip about the new cute, demon, girl. When someone said a demon, Nerissa wasn’t the first thing that came into mind. She looked very much like a human woman. Her demonic traits showed in form of big and super fluffy fox tail and pointy fox ears on top of her head. Only the softness of her long and thick pink hair competed with the fluffiness of her tail. Tail or no tail, Nerissa was pleasant to look at.<br><br>Before Albion could see the small red car, he could hear some honking a car horn at distance. Shortly after that Nissan Juke (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/f7/82/6d/f7826d87b7736c50927a722d64be34b5.jpg) speeded on a narrow dirt road. There was way too much speed for this kind of poorly maintained road, especially considering that this was an ending street. The fox hit breaks and made her almost do a full spin on its wheel, throwing little pebbles all over the place before tilting dangerously on its side, clinging on two wheels before falling safely back on all four.<br><br>Nerissa slammed the driver’s door open and jumped out. She was painfully aware what she was late. This wasn’t a good start! She would give such a bad impression of herself! Curse words flew in through her mind as she searched for the man with her eyes. The girl didn’t remember too precisely what her instructor looked like. There had been so many people that had been introduced to her that day! This one was called mister Remington and he had long white hair. He probably had a first name too, but if someone had told that to her, she had already forgotten it. What if she was too late and he had got bored at waiting and left?!<br><br>No. There he was! The fox demon left the car where it was and she literally ran to Albion. “I’m late! I know, I know! I’m so sorry! My deepest apologies! I will make this up to you!” She didn’t know how, but surely there was a way… The fox demon still had her work uniform on. With high heels and such a short skirt her legs looked neverending long. The fox demon filled her uniform in such a pleasant way. It was impossible to not to notice all her feminine curves; tiny little waist, tempting hips and her grand chest, which was bouncing now that she rant at Albion and without even slowing down kind of bumped into him. The girl wrapped her arms around the human and looked up at him with the biggest, friendly smile she had.<br><br>“Mister Remington, right? I remember you! You were the one with white old man’s hair and familiar family name! I’m Nerissa! You can call me just Nera if you want to. I’m happy that…” Her ears twitched. It sounded like something was moving slowly on gravel. Like something with wheels… The girl turned to look over her shoulder.<br><br>“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!” She had left the engine running, and forgot to put a handbrake on, which had ended up in her little Juke starting to slowly roll down the road. If Albion thought that she had ran fast before, the girl prooved him wrong. In a blink of an eye the fox demon took her fox form, leaving Albion in a pink cloud, as she darted after the car, her bigs ears pressed against her small head. The driver’s door was still partially open and the fox managed to catch the car before it started to gather speed while rolling down. The situation looked dangerous. One wrong move and the fox would end up being crushed under a tire of her own car. But skill, or mostly luck, was on her side as she leaped inside the car and returned to her humanoid form and hit the brakes, making the car stop before it was about to drive out of the road. <br><br>Nerissa panted. Wow… that was scary! And when the car stopped it made the door move, leaving her tail in between. Quickly the girl saved her tail from between the tail and only partially managed to muffle her cry of pain. She struggled at holding back tears. Ouch! That really hurt! She should be more careful… with lots of things.<br><br>It was like a whirlwind had hit Albion. From the moment the fox demon appeared there was so much going on, in such a short time. There were few other people at the range, and Nera’s panicked screaming had made them gather around to look at what was going on here.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 07:41:00</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>There the man of silver hair sat, cup of coffee in one hand and a cigarette on the ash tray near him. His original plans for the evening had been forcibly canceled for him when he had the unceremonious responsibility of ensuring one of their new recruits was at least moderately trained in firearms. While this would have been an annoying proposition alone, he could have forgiven it if he were given people who looked competent with guns, but once they told him it would be a demon, he could only expect trouble.<br><br>Especially when the addendum came up that it was one who had a tendency to be flaky, going by eyewitness reports. Visually she looked like a ditz, and no one knew how competent with guns she could be. Albion could only say one thing about that, and so far the expletive had been deleted.<br><br>This was very much not how Albion planned to spend his day in the slightest, and as he looked at his watch with a sigh, he could already tell this 'Nerissa' was going to be a long-standing problem. The sounds of others practicing their marksmanship could be heard at the range outside while he sat indoors for a break. He had at least hoped she was the punctual sort, but that notion had been dashed. Getting up from his chair, he snuffed out the cigarette and moved to discard the ashes before taking his cup of coffee outside. There was still no sign of her,b just some approaching, incessant beeping of what he could only assume was a mad driver-<br><br>Except the car was approaching them. Fairly fast too.<br><br>"....." <br><br>There were no words to express the thoughts going through his mind, only that others around him had begun to point and look toward the approaching vehicle while he sighed and reached to draw his own firearm. He was in no mood to deal with a drunk driver, and if he needed to demolish their car for it, he would... Thankfully, by the mercy of whatever deity decided to be looking over them at that moment, the car turned and messily parked in a way that made one imagine they were trying to re-enact an action scene. Then the driver got out of the car, and as soon as he realized who it was, he was possessed of the thought to shoot the car anyway... But he managed to wrestle enough control to holster his gun and take another calming sip of coffee.<br><br>Might as well enjoy it before the peace was shattered in three... Two... One...<br><br>There came the apology first, though much to his surprise, there was no torrent of excuses to follow it, simply a assumed tacked-on attempt to make it up to him. Yet as she spoke to him, he didn't seen to speak or move much, continuing to sip his coffee while his piercing, almost soulless, gaze scrutinized her through her attempt at a hug. She was in the midst of talking about his apparent old man hair when he cast his gaze in another direction, seemingly ignoring her... Until she finally gained the realization that her vehicle had not been properly parked and was forced to chase after it.<br><br>"... This... This is seriously what they want me to train?" He drawled with no small amount of frustration as another couple of minutes went by for the demoness to adequately retrieve her car and properly park it this time. Somehow between when she left and when she came back, Albion <em>still</em> hadn't moved much. She looked like she was close to tears from a very bad morning, and unfortunately the man was not in a very forgiving mood.<br><br>"... Twenty minutes late, and you arrive like a Hot Mess. I'm starting to wonder if the other instructors just wrote you off like a lost cause and then foist you upon me as a joke." It was clear form his speech he was not a very pleasant man. Finally he lowered the empty cup of coffee from his lips as he slowly walked around her, sizing her up. She was in her uniform, which by the grace of some god did not look like it needed to be 'creatively modified' to suit whatever sense of fashion gripped her.<br><br>"Is there anything else I need to know about you before we begin?" He spoke as he reentered her view, pocketing one hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 08:40:25</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>Her eyes were wet like a golden pond when she got out of the car second time, yet she refused to start crying. Albion got some evil eyes from the people who were there witnessing the scene, and how the man didn’t even bother to ask the fox if she was okay. <br><br>A hot mess…? Nerissa had a feeling that he didn’t mean it in positive way. “Oh… Um… I hope it’s not like that.” Why you say such mean things? It’s true that she was late though… Maybe the human man had his reason to be in a bad mood and meant nothing personal with that. “I can learn. I will listen you and do what you want me to do. So, give me a chance! I will show you that I’m not a joke.” Hopefully. The fox demon didn’t know what he had been expecting, but whatever it had been, she seemed to be a big disappointment. <br><br>Nera wanted to turn away and just hide somewhere to cry, but she wouldn’t give up that easily. She would get through this somehow! This could all be just a misunderstanding, or the man just had a bad day… or week, or year, or life. “I-I don’t know what else you should know. I’m a Calder demon. I’m 61 year old and I’m a single. I like dancing and volleyball. I work with magic items and… You meant considering shooting? Ehhehe! Sorry, sorry!” Was it cold or did the air just feel cold around them? This person wasn’t exactly easy to approach… No sulking now!<br><br>“Oh. One more time, I’m sorry I made you wait. I didn’t know if they have guns here I can borrow or if I should bring my own, so just in case I brought my own. It took longer than I thought and… that’s why I’m late. I’m sorry!” The girl said one more time and bowed her head deep. Talking about other things didn’t seem to get him in any better mood, so maybe it was better to get right into the business. Maybe Remington would think better of her if she showed him that she was serious about learning to shoot.&nbsp; <br><br>“I wasn’t sure what I should bring… so I brought almost everything I have.” The fox opened the back of her car and it was filled with black cases and bags. One by one she opened them so Albion could make his decision of what she should use. The more she revealed, the weirder it got. Nerissa was considered as one of the harmless, nearly powerless demons. Yet she had some serious firepower in the back of the car.&nbsp; <br><br>There were three semi-automatic pistols. 9mm Sig Sauer, (https://thegundealer.net/wp-content/uploads/2020/04/sig-sauer-p320-x-five-alpha-pistole-p226-nxt-7.jpg) Heckler &amp; Koch 45 (https://hkusa.s3.amazonaws.com/20140509154029/HK45-BLACK-left-MARCH2013.jpg) and Shadow Systems MR920. (https://shadowsystemscorp.com/wp-content/uploads/photo-mr920-elite6.jpg) Those weren’t such a strange thing yet, but she had an actual sniper rifle, CheyTac’s Intervention, (https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/guns/images/b/b8/Intervention.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20170117110540) neatly packed in its case. And as a cherry on top of all that there were two shotguns. A DP-12 (https://gun.deals/sites/default/files/angled-dp12_0.jpg) and KSG-12. (https://texasshooterssupply.com/wp-content/uploads/2017) DP-12 was double barrel pump-action shotgun and KSG-12 was a one barrel pump-action shotgun. And IC-A5 AR 15 Assault rifle, (https://cdn11.bigcommerce.com/s-7c2jlxhfym/images/stencil/1280x1280/products/13272/32580/lwrc-ICA5R5B16-001-pop__68079.1522283744.jpg?c=2) 5.56 NATO and 30-round capacity. Not only did she way too powerful guns for a small fox, but they weren’t right from a store shelf. Those weren’t that easy to get in the first place, and these were modified models. Next to the guns was a big bag filled with ammo boxes. These weren't something that a lonely woman bought for a home defense. These were meant for professional use. <br><br>Nerissa looked at Albion, swaying her sore tail, waiting for a small praise from coming so well prepared, or at least some kind of sign of approval.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 09:12:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"Hope and reality are two very different things." The reply was quick, flat, and without a shred of remorse. His face didn't even change to show any sense of emotion, but one could tell he was certainly displeased. She passed herself off as the obedient sort, but to him, one needed to wait and see if she was even half as determined as she wanted him to believe. So far, nothing about her inspired him with confidence she would meet any demand. "This little class right here, is your chance. I am all that stands between you being considered competent or incompetent, and for your sake, I hope whatever you can do will push my opinion toward competent." <br><br>He turned away as she began to speak about details that one could consider extraneous, throwing out the paper cup in a trash can before he pocketed his hands and turned around to approach. He wouldn't say anything in regards to the information she had given him, as she realized a moment later he only wanted to know any information related to her training with a gun. "... Yes, exactly. Anything at all?" He inquired, before she mentioned being late because... She brought her own gun. It was delayed, but there was the poor excuse for being late.<br><br>She was... Perhaps too nice for her own good, and very much talking to the wrong man right now. "Save your apologies for after this little class is over, until then I want to see resul... Everything you have?" He paused, raising a brow. She began to approach her car while the man began to develop a sinking feeling in his gut. She couldn't have been serious about that, right? He almost wished now it was just a badly-conceived excuse.<br><br>It was then, he would learn, that she was not one for tall tales. The back of her car may as well have been an armory for all he knew, and the selection of arms were less one would see in a store and more what one would find in a military base. It started off simple enough, but as the list went on, he became increasingly annoyed with the vixen... If nothing else, she was crazy prepared, with all emphasis on crazy. If she was a demon, what was the need for all of these guns?<br><br>"... Are you planning an armed intervention or to overthrow some government? If the answer is no... You brought too much to the field." He started, narrowing his eyes as she looked at him expectantly. "Furthermore you drove like a madwoman with all of these guns in the back of your car through civilian streets. I am beyond shadows of doubt that no peacekeeper worth their salt would let you go free if you had been caught, and there's only so many strings we can pull to get you sprung out of jail before it turns bloody. Think Security Detail, not Guerilla Warfare next time, and I better not find your car packed like an armory again." He sighed, before reaching into the car to draw the .45 and hand it to her. "Here, this will suffice. Load up and get ready for target practice." He finished, stepping away from Nerissa and moving toward the firing range.<br><br>Truly, a tough nut to crack. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 09:50:28</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“I understand. I’m ready to do what it takes to get your approval! So, let’s try our best!” Nerissa was aware that she needed his approval if she was ever going to be allowed to use guns while working in SOPHE. She had her license, but if she wanted to be allowed to take part in missions outside the headquarters she had to have someone qualified to give his approval concerning her handling of firearms.<br><br>Remington must take his job very seriously because he was so strict about this. He had a high work moral and she should follow his example. “Um… I have used all of these. I must admit that I’m not good at it. I’m better at maintaining them, so… I guess that’s something?”<br><br>Instead of getting a small praise out of the man she got pretty much the opposite. Her ears drooped down quickly. “No… I’m not planning anything like that.” The way he looked at her didn’t feel nice. It was hard to stand there and be stared down like this. “They aren’t loaded, so… there shouldn’t be any danger and I didn’t want to make you wait any longer. I’m sorry. I will be careful next time.” It started to look like good intentions and trying wouldn’t get gratitude out of this man. He wanted results. Not excuses or good attempts. <br><br>“Thank you!” Nerissa bowed her head a bit and took the pistol. Quickly she packed everything as they had been and grabbed some ammo boxes and her ear muffs with her before she slammed the door shut and locked the doors. Albion could hear her closing. The girl ran to him and placed the ammo boxes on a simple counter that was in front of them. <br><br>“I can see that you take your duty seriously. It’s honorable to be so passionate and dutiful of your work. I appreciate that you care so much that you are this strict to me.” Because surely the man didn’t mean anything bad. Maybe he just was bad at social interaction? Or this was his way of trying to help her get better? “I don’t think I heard your first name. What is it? May I call you by it?” Albion made her nervous. And when she was nervous it was even more difficult to shut up than it was normally for her. Nerissa really wanted to get along with the people at her new work place. And so far she was doing a great job! She got along with the most of people in SOPHE, but there were those who didn’t seem to want to be around her. The fox hoped that Albion wouldn’t be one of those people.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 10:42:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"We'll see." It was all Albion could say, as he truly had no idea what to expect from Nerissa. Optimism and good feelings would only get her so far, and the man was not going to coddle her in the slightest. If she was going to defend herself in the future, she needed to be cold-blooded and ready to take lives. She didn't look or sound like the sort who would be able to make the choice between herself or them... If she had something like that in her, he needed to draw it out to even begin to take her seriously.<br><br>"A kid can use these weapons, it doesn't make them qualified to handle them by any means. Your admitting of your lack of skill is... Commendable though. Usually people would tout their skills with firearms despite any formal training. They're also usually the first to die in a real life-or-death situation. No one wants to be the first one out." The comment had multiple meanings to it, none if which he would go in-depth on. There were better things to do than explain his particular choices in words.&nbsp; <br><br>He paused as she tried to rationalize there was no danger in unloaded weapons, before he shook his head. "Spoken like someone ignorant to human laws. If you got arrested, I wouldn't just be waiting for you twenty minutes, I'd probably not see you within the week. Consider that next time you want to drive dangerously because you were late... We humans have a saying: Better late than never." He groused, approaching the counter and waiting for the vixen to come along. It was starting to feel like a bad idea to take this job... Please, just... Surprise him. Show anything that would make him rethink the negative thoughts he had on the woman.<br><br>He couldn't tell if she was honestly praising him or just trying to butter him uo, but he raised his hand as if to keep her from speaking. "Cut it out with the bootlicking, I just want results. If you can do that, I'll renew my opinion of you and... Maybe, maybe I'll act nicer. But you need to show me you deserve that much." He frowned, looking out at her target. She had asked for his name, to which he gave a sidelong glance without turning his head. <br><br>"My name is only for friends and people above my pay grade to use... You qualify for neither right now, so you'll continue to call me Instructor Remington." He remarked coldly, before he closed his eyes. "Maybe you'll respond better to a Carrot on a Stick: If you can give me satisfactory results by the end of today's class, you may learn and use my first name, or a shortening of it if it pleases you. Until then, Nerissa..." He gestured to the target further out. "Simple accuracy training. In twenty seconds, make at least ten shots as close to the center marks on the head or chest as possible. You're allowed five seconds to mentally prepare yourself before you begin, but from the first shot, you will be timed. You will repeat the motion if you fail to get ten shots within acceptable parameters. You will also repeat the motion should any of your shots strike outside the allowed targeting area, irregardless of the accuracy of your prior shots."<br><br>Slipping on his earmuffs, he stood beside her, waiting for her to begin. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 11:18:39</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“No… I don’t mean to be ignorant to your laws!” Nerissa claimed and shook her head. “There are so many laws here and some of them don’t make sense at all, but I’m doing my best to learn them and follow them.” I’m not a bad demon, Nerissa thought. “I wasn’t trying to lick you… I was just being nice. Oh! You are mean on purpose?!” That shocked her. The eyes wide she looked at the man. And she was the demon from two of them! Did he get some kind of depraved pleasure from being so mean to others…? <br><br>Not even using his surname was enough. He wanted to be called Instructor Remington. This started to sound like he wanted to be licked! Either way, as soon as Albion mentioned the Carrot on a stick he got her full attention. “10 in 20 seconds? That’s not much time… I mean, yes! I will do it!”<br><br>With her looks the fox demon might have got used to that she could slither her way out of hard work and trouble just by giving some sweet words and a pretty smile. Those things weren’t working on Albion. This felt like dealing with an iceberg. However, she was ready to give it her best shot. The girl snapped a clip out of the HK and loaded bullets in it and two spare clips before she slammed the magazine back. With a firm grip she pulled the slide back and coked the pistol. Nerissa took a deep breath as she looked at the cardboard target. It would be fine. She had done this before… which was exactly why she knew she wasn’t that good at this! With her finger she took the safety off before stretching her hand out and pointing at the target. <br><br>BANG!<br><br>The bullet hit a far edge of the target. Nerissa remembered at that point that she forgot to put her earmuffs on. This wasn’t her day! First she left tail between a car door, then she forgot ear protection and now her ears were ringing… and she had to deal with this human who looked like he wanted to use her as target for shooting practise.<br><br>“Eh hehhe… I forgot this…” It was extremely awkward and nervous laugh. Nerissa knew perfectly well that Remington wasn’t amused at all. She grabbed the ear muffs and put them on, to protect what was left of her hearing. “Okay. Let’s try again.”<br><br>The fox demon wasn’t completely useless. She was firing at the right direction, and about half of the rounds actually hit the target. Not often at where she was trying to aim, but Nera felt happy just from hitting the target. By the time she had emptied all three clips she hadn’t completed the task Albion gave to her. Her best score at the moment was 8 on the head or chest in 20 seconds.<br><br>“Don’t worry. We will get there…” The girl wasn’t sure was she saying that more to the man or to herself. Knowing that there was a time limit made her more nervous than she wanted to admit. “So… Um… You are a soldier? You have the soldier’s physique if you don’t mind me saying that. And by the way, you look good in that uniform” Nerissa said with a smile, looking at the man when she gave him her simple compliment before returning her focus in filling the magazines. “Are you still active, doing missions or are is this your job? Instructing others?”&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 12:36:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>Whether she did or didn't mean to be ignorant, the thought was already there. There was something to be said about first impressions, and unfortunately Nerissa did not seem to be making a very good first impression on Albion. Conversely, one could say the absolute same about the man himself, and they would be absolutely right; The difference lay mostly in that the man had no desire to be friendly to anyone, only confirm they would not be a liability on the battlefield. Often the lengths Albion could go to in this endeavor tended to border on extreme...<br><br>He honestly didn't want to dignify some of her questions with an answer, she was far too much of a chatterbox for his preferences. He could only hope the stone-cold silence he offered the woman on her queries like if he was being mean on purpose would be enough to dissuade her from attempting to ask again. Otherwise, a pointed glare might just be enough to discourage the notion.<br><br>The only thing that seemed to make the man let down his guard by any means was watching the vixen get to work. The safety being taken off was definitely welcome, as he wondered if she would either attempt to start shooting with it on.. Or worse, reveal it was never on in the first place. But he could at least admit she was not the stupid fox he believed her to be... Now if she could remember to put on her earmuffs before pulling the trigger, this would probably go pleasan-<br><br>Nope. The first shot came, and then he clicked his watch to begin counting down, irregardless of the time she needed to aim. Now she would need to aim under pressure. As expected, the test needed to be repeated a few times, with varying levels of success. Some looked as if she would come close to success, while others did not have much chance of success at all. However, for what it was worth, he did not seem to get angrier at her, he remained patient and waited for her to complete her objective.<br><br>"Yes, we'll get there, because we won't move from here until you fail the class by timing out or pass and move to the next challenge. Until then, you've plenty of time." He let her know, cut and dry, the outcomes of what her results would be. Pass or Fail, there was no in-between here, she really only had one chance to make a good impression... Well, no, maybe that wasn't true. She could certainly appeal to other teachers and probably get herself appeal second chance. But with any luck, it wouldn't be him doing the testing.<br><br>He looked up from his watch, gazing at Nerissa as she asked her questions, before he grunted. "... Yes, I'm still a soldier, and I fail to see what relevance my physique has on your current trial..." He groused, reaching up with his free hand to pinch the bridge of his nose between his eyes while she loaded her magazines. He was going to ignore the comment about looking good in the uniforn, as he felt he was just going to become more vexed trying to tell her to remain focused. This was probably just a means of getting her to calm her nerves.<br><br>"... Yes, I'm still active, and no, I count my blessings this isn't my job. I only do this if no one else is willing to put up with the task... My job is as simple as killing humans and demons that my employers designate for me." He finished, looking over at the target. "So... I suppose I'm less Soldier and more Assassin, if that matters to you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 14:16:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“What? I can fail this by running out of time?! And there is more than one challenge?” Her golden eyes were big enough as they were, but now they looked even bigger as she stared at the human man in disbelief. He was kidding, right? No… This really didn’t look like a person who liked joking. It took a moment to gather her thoughts. “How long do we have time for all of this?” <br><br>If Albion wasn’t answering her questions it became quiet very soon if the girl didn’t say something. This wasn’t comfortable silence. It was awkward, feeling like a thick lead blanket cast on her. During those times all they heard were shots fired by others at the shooting range and quiet clicking when the fox demon pressed bullets into a magazine, one by one. <br><br>“Hmm… I guess your physique tells about your skills. If that uniform fitted you poorly it would tell that you haven’t deserved it. You got your position because you have friends in high places, you bought it or something like that. But you don’t look like that. You look like you have seen a lot and been through a lot. That’s the body of a fighter. And if you didn’t be so mean, it would make you much more easily approachable. I mean.. You have beautiful green eyes. I feel like I could watch at them for a longer time. There is a tinge of golden yellow mixed in them, isn’t there?” The fox had stopped what she was doing to take a closer look at him. She leaned closer and her head tilted back because of their height difference, the girl examined his eyes with her curious stare. “They are pretty! Oh, it’s the opposite of what I have! Did you notice? I have yellow eyes with a bit of green. That’s a funny coincidence, isn’t it?” Nerissa had a feeling that Remington would appreciate her being quiet, but he made her nervous and she just kept going on and on… “All I was trying to say is that those eyes would look much better if you didn’t look at me like you are holding back an urge to strangle me.”<br><br>“So, you don’t discriminate between the races. I guess it makes sense because there are good and bad ones on both sides. Hmm… You aren’t all about strength and looks then Instructor Remington. The soldiers are people who follow orders blindly. Their job is straightforward and they can be easily replaced. If your job is taking people from behind stealthily it means you have to be smart enough to get behind the ones you want to take.” Nerissa didn’t see that the things she said could be understood in other way too.<br><br>The magazines were ready and she returned to her personal challenge Albion gave her. It took all three clips, and when she was on the last one and there were only couple more seconds left the girl finally managed to get the last required shot in the target’s chest. <br><br>“That… That was the 10th! I did it! I did it in the time, didn’t I?” The girl screamed from joy and jumped on the spot. Up and down. Up and down went her large breasts too, being completely free from shackles of a bra. The fox demon jumped against Albion and hugged him, while still jumping. “Do I get some kind of reward from this one? Oh, do I get a reward from the next one too if I pass it? Please, please, say yes! Pet my ears. That will do for a reward. Go on, do it.” The fox stopped her over eager jumping and waited for the man to give her some scritches. “What’s the next challenge? Let’s do it!” The girl got excited easily and this felt like a much bigger accomplishment than it really was because her instructor was such a difficult person. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 19:23:39</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"... What, did you seriously think this was a one-and-done exercise? I'm starting to think you were more trouble than you were worth to your previous instructors if they only gave you one exercise and let you go free." Albion frowned, folding his arms and closing his eyes. "Your worry isn't how much time is left for this class, it's the current challenge. Focus, Nerissa." He had to remind her one way or another. It felt like trying to pull teeth in getting her to focus... Was it her self-imposed charms that let her get by so easily in her courses?<br><br>Sonehow, despite all this, the girl just... Could not... Learn how to keep quiet. He blinked as was referred to as mean, with the possibility that he could be... Easily approachable. With all the body tone of a lifeless corpse, he slowly turned to her and looked down at her. "... Do I... Look like the sort of person who wants to be approachable to you? ... More importantly than that, is this all just a joke to you? I've tried to get you to focus on just one thing, and you focus on anything but it... Do you even want to be here? In the organization I mean." His brows furrowed, eyes narrowing as she peered into his eyes.<br><br>Given how intently she was looking at his eyes, she could also probably catch the aggravated twitch of his eye that told her he was probably keeping himself from throttling her. "I am not holding back an urge to strangle you, Nerissa..." He grunted, pulling back and massaging his temples. "I'm barely holding back an urge to shoot you and write you off as a lost cause to SOPHE later." The tone of his voice... Didn't really leave any room for one to consider if it was a joke or not. He turned his attention to the Target, needing to look anywhere else while controlling his breathing.<br><br>"... No, I don't discriminate, but I am especially prejudiced against servants of Zelkova, current or former. So far your only redeeming quality is that you serve Calder, which means I only mildly tolerate you better." He took one more breath, letting his frustration bleed out. "It's not as simple, or often as effective, as you make it out to be. It, and I really hope this isn't something I'll have to keep reminding you about, is also, once again, not the thing you should be focusing on right now." He drawled, leaning forward and relaxing against the counter.<br><br>It was all a sick joke. It needed to be, someone knew how cold and callous he could be and put him against the most optimistic force in SOPHE, probably to see who would break first. So far, he was not winning. The sound of her gunshots were the only solace he got in knowing that she would not begin running her motormouth again before she was done shooting. It wasn't until he heard her starting to act excitable did he finally stop tuning out the world to squint and look at the target. "... Hm, I guess miracles do happen. Congratulations, that's the first task accomplished." He spoke in little more than deadpan, not moving even as Nerissa leapt upon him to hug. It almost could have looked like a bright sun trying to hug a raincloud with how their personalities differed.<br><br>"A reward? ... Oh, I see, you were just coddled a lot growing up. Fed too many Carrots on Sticks to motivate you... No, your only reward is that I think you're a little less incompetent, and you get to go on to the next task." He wasted no time in speaking, leaving Nerissa standing there as he moved to the next booth. "Task two. Twenty seconds once again, only five shots needed this time, same parameters for repeat if objective isn't met." It sounded as if he was making it easier for her... Until he clicked a button and made the Target begin to move along a rail, occasionally speeding up and slowing down. "Begin when ready."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 21:16:27</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nera's Apartment<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Doom<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nude</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Nerissa asked if he was okay, and he smiled at her, patting her on the head. [colot=darkred]"Don't worry about this old war dog; I'm fine, just covered in someone's blood is all. It's you I'm worried about, Nerissa. Are <em>you</em> okay?"[/color] Physically, he knew the answer was yes. He hadn't even let a single one of them get close to her. However, mentally she was more than likely shaken up after a crew of demons(and 1 human) broke down her door and tried to hurt or kidnap her. She was only 50 years old, so she was very young and he wasn't sure how much combat experience or things of this nature she'd dealt with before, so all of his concerns were of her at the moment.<br><br>&nbsp;He nodded a quick thank you when she handed him the towel. Before he wrapped it around himself, the blood on his skin flaked and burned off as he raised his temperature. There was still plenty to use for analysis and research into this later. While she looked around, he finally covered himself, chuckling when she pointed out how they hadn't stood a chance. "Most don't. It gets boring being so strong if I'm honest, but that means I get to protect my people, and when I finally find someone worthy, that makes it all worthwhile." When Nerissa apologized for some reason, he walked over and pulled her close, looking down and kissing her deeply. "No apologies. You did nothing wrong. One on five are never good odds, especially when you know nothing of your opponent.<br><br>&nbsp;If you want me to start training you, I will. But you aren't weak or soft or anything like that." Both of them were still obviously confused about what had happened, but it was a mystery that would be solved. Nerissa's safety was paramount, and that meant SOPHE would find out exactly what had happened here sooner or later. "I suppose these people were considered professionals. But they weren't prepared to find me here. A few of them didn't even know who I was, which makes me almost certain they wanted you for some reason. And whatever that reason is, we'll figure it out." When the pretty little fox snapped out of her stupor, she thanked him, causing the Elder Demon to chuckle and hug her right back. <br><br>Scooping her up with one hand, he held her close while he retrieved his phone, then went over to the sofa and down, placing her firmly in his lap while he made a call. "This is Commander Tetsuda. I need a team at Nerissa's address. She was attacked by a group of four demons and a human. They've been dealt with, but we still don't know why they arrived or who sent them. Also, call off the police. They're not equipped to deal with something like this and I don't feel like putting up with anymore bullshit tonight...it's already been ruined enough," he said before he hung up and kissed her again. "I'm sorry it turned out like this. I really planned for us to enjoy everything about tonight...especially each other."<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 22:08:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“Well… yea?” Nerissa answered to that, did she think this was one challenge and done. The man looked like he was suffering from a severe headache… and Nerissa had a strong feeling that it was connected to her. “I don’t know what they think but if we are all honest here, I’m happy that you are my instructor, Instructor Remington. We have got this far without you trying to grind your male parts against my back, so… You have my respect.” The girl said with a small bow. <br><br>“I don’t know. You don’t have a wedding ring, so aren’t you meant to be approachable to everyone? I don’t mean that you need to be approachable like that to me, but it would be nice if we got along.” And you stopped looking like you are already planning where to hide my corpse! Nerissa shook her head at his next question. “It’s not a joke to me. Please, don’t think so. You make me nervous and I tend to talk more than I usually do when I get nervous…” Or completely shut up. Which would have been the better option right now, yet there she went. “I do. I mean… I haven’t been here even for a whole month, but… There are lots of good people here and I like that I have something useful to do."<br><br>“What?! No! You can’t shoot me! I mean that practically you can. No need to demonstrate! You just shouldn’t. You sure are blunt… Wait. That’s a joke right? You don’t go around shooting the people you are supposed to work with?” At this point Nerissa started to think the possibility that this human was insane. Why did they let this crazy person walk around with a gun?! Forget about failing or passing all this, she should be happy if she gets out of here alive.<br><br>Feeling that continuing shooting was the safest option Nerissa did that.<br><br>“I’m not sure if I agree with you about being coddled. I’m a fox demon. I had 11 siblings in the beginning and when you are a small fox demon in the demon world pretty much everything moving, and some things not even moving, want to eat you. And my mom had about as much sense of humor as you do, so I got bit often.” Nera knew it was all about discipline. Yet she hadn’t learnt much of that. Memories made her rub back of her neck, like she could still feel the teeth there. “Once I was old enough for this form there were less beings who wanted to eat me, but more beings who wanted to do… other things and then kill me. Or do that in different order, but the point was always that I would be dead at the end.” Nera mumbled looking away from him. Good going Nerissa! This is exactly the kind of person you should spill your life story at! The demoness coughed while clearing her thoughts. “Yes. Let’s move to the next one.”<br><br>Once she had moved everything needed to the next booth the girl was happily surprised… until she saw that the targets were moving. Oh crap… The fox couldn’t stop a sigh escaping from her lips as she started her loading process. Maybe depressed by remembering the old days or by this new challenge, or for some other reason, the girl was quiet as she loaded the magazines. <br><br>As one could expect, the fox demon struggled at hitting the moving targets. Remington had said that she wasn’t supposed to worry about the time, but… If she had count right, her best this round was 4. That wasn’t good at all. Well, maybe if her instructor wasn’t someone who wanted to be mean on purpose and wasn’t even bothered hiding his desire to kill her. “Are you sure about that there are no second chances? I mean… You must have been inexperienced once too. It takes time to learn stuff like this. I’m ready to train until I get it right. Shouldn’t that mean something?”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 23:08:58</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"... Well, you're nothing if not honest. Unfortunately for you, one and done doesn't cut it for this kind of training." He was beginning to realize she wasn't intentionally ditzy or dumb... She just didn't get the weight of the situation. If they had sent her out into active combat, there was no telling what could happen to her. Which meant it was the job of people like him to ensure that didn't hap- "... What was that about grinding my- Has this happened to you before by someone from SOPHE?" He narrowed his eyes. Perhaps he'd been too hasty in assuming others wrote her off as a lost cause. It did seem to be the first time the man seemed mildly concerned for her, but he didn't progress beyond that.<br><br>Upon the mention of a lack of a wedding ring, he looked at his hand and shrugged. "I think you're confusing the meaning of approachable. I'm not interested in relationships, least of all from anyone in SOPHE." He frowned, before he closed his eyes. "Show me you can be someone who can be reliable instead of a liability, and then maybe we can get along." Hee concerns about talking more when she was nervous... Well, he guessed he couldn't blame her, he was probably the first male instructor she encountered that apparently did not look at her like a piece of meat, and so she needed to actually try to earn his favor.<br><br>Ah, she thought it was probably a joke when he said he would shoot her. He leaned in, glaring into her eyes so she could read his expression. Frightening how it had changed little from the moment she met him... It was like he didn't know how to smile at all. Neutrality and frowns were all he wore. "Nerissa, does this look like the face of someone well-versed in jokes?" The question was purely rhetorical, but getting the notion that she would answer for the sake of something to say, he pulled back: "Don't bother to answer."<br><br>The clicks went by as she added cartridges to the magazine, all the while explaining a bit of her back. His eyes closed, not out of frustration, but pondering as he turned to look at her. "Your mom sounds like my kind of friend, then... Look, I'm sure she was interested in your well-being, so I hope I don't have to find out you resented her for your treatment. Your world sounds more hellish than ours, and you don't sound like you learned the lessons she wanted you to." He fired the remark point blank, before giving a soft nod.<br><br>"All the more reason you need to take this training seriously. You don't have to be someone's plaything to live... Neither do you need to die. Just apply yourself and focus on bettering yourself, in your ways and ours, and no one will dare inconvenience you." He finished, pushing himself up to a proper stand as he watched her attempt to overcome take he second trial. It was too much take he hope for a one-test wonder, but it was also natural for her to not be well-versed in shooting a moving target under the pressure of a clock.<br><br>"Worry about begging for second chances after this. You're still on your first chance, make the most of it before crying for another." He narrowed his eyes, pointing out maybe he was once like her. Wit a slow nod, he confirmed it. "Once upon a time, I was. I had time to learn it, but the way those skills were cultivated... I rather not remember. I'm not expecting you to hammer all of this down in the course of an hour or two. Just show me enough competency that you can continue to learn in coming days. It's only going to get harder for you before it becomes easier." He spoke frankly.<br><br>Tilting his head as if to ponder her final question, he hummed and nodded. "I suppose... But you've had it easy long enough. Prove you can work under pressure first, then we can train at your leisure."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>08-09-2020, 23:18:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The bank &gt; The Pawnhouse Zaisan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>“Why you look at me like that? I’m doing my best to help you, so meet me at the half-way and try to trust in me. I can see that it will be a long and rough road, but let’s try our best anyway. I guess that life savings means that it’s all you got and it’s meant for your future, right? This money I’m using to buy the statue back isn’t all I got, so why shouldn’t I help you when it’s in my power to do so? Wouldn’t you do the same for someone else? Maybe not for me, but for your friends. I’m not sure if you know how hurtful it’s to hear that you think I would ask something like that from you. I know I’m not perfect, but I’m not someone who enjoys from pain and suffering of others. That’s why it’s so hard to see you… like that.” Nerissa paused and poured tea for herself. She glanced at Toshiro. “Do I pour for you too?”<br><br>“Pay the favor back with a favor. I don’t know what it will be. Right now I have nothing I want from you, but that day might be. Someday I might need a favor from you, and when that day comes you will return the favor without hesitation. Will you accept these terms Toshiro?” The golden eyes stared deep into the researcher’s eyes. It was possible that she might not ask a thing from him, or it would be something quite harmless like doing some academic task or a task, that required physical strength, instead of her. But Nerissa was a Calder demon. It could be anything.<br><br>The girl waited patiently for his answer. It took more time before two clerks returned to the room, with the money and apologies for making them wait. Nerissa assured that it wasn’t a bother at all while she packed the stacks of money into her backpack. Her little red car was waiting at the side of a street for another adventure.<br><br>The Pawnhouse Zaisan was at the Gate. The more questionable part of Tokyo, where both humans and demons hid their crimes under a not so polished front. The pawnshop was on a narrow alley. (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/86/70/46/8670464620bface086dd073f1e5676ce.jpg) It was in a old, partially rundown building, at the street level. There were several colorful signs of all the small shops in the street. The place made Nerissa nervous. This was the part of city she shouldn’t come to. And in all the honesty, coming here with Toshiro didn’t make her feel any safer. Maybe they should have took someone more… capable with them.<br><br>Nerissa locked the doors of the vehicle before she ventured inside the pawnshop. The lightning there was dim. Most of the demons didn’t like bright lights because they were more used into darkness and light made their eyes weary. The place was cramped. There was stuff everywhere. Behind glass on display, in shelves and hanging from the ceiling and walls. And the variety of items in the pawnshop was amazing. There were more common items, like jewelry, music instruments, small antique items, art, collectibles, electronics and guns. But there were also things of more peculiar sort. Old dusty books, in both human and demon languages, body parts of different kind of creatures, ingredients (which hopefully weren’t meant for cooking), bottles and jars of different sizes containing who knew what. Some had labels and some didn’t. It was a lovely and terrifying mix of a normal pawnshop and a magic shop.<br><br>At the end of the a small path among everything the space was filled with was a wooden counter. When they stepped in the only thing they could see was some purple feather sticking above the counter. The door hit a bell attached to the ceiling, informing from arrival of new customers. A small demon, not much taller than 3”2, climbed up on the top ladder of his wooden step ladder and looked at the pair. The Papayo (https://i.imgur.com/2jXJoxq.jpg) was a odd looking one, with a thick purple fur covering his body, yet his head was like a skull of a bird, with a long peak. Long feathers stuck out of the demon’s back of the head and top of head he had even longer pointy and fluffy ears. The demon was wearing a simple black robe. <br><br>“Hi. You know that I sold you a statue today. Now I have been thinking about it and I started to regret it. I want the statues back. I will pay you…” Nerissa started. The Papayo demon narrowed his eyes as she looked at the fox demoness.<br><strong>^Come closer^ </strong><br><br>It was a weird request, but Nerissa obeyed. Maybe the demon had poor hearing? Instead of taking a closer look at the girl the purple demon sniffed her.<strong> ^You aren’t Rina. Which one are you?^</strong> There was a suspicion in his voice.<br>“Okay, you got me. I’m Nerissa. I can pay you more than what you gave to Rina so how about…?”<br><em><strong>^You are such a disgrace to your kind! Speaking their language, working for them, against your own kind!^*</strong></em> The papayo spoke now in a demon language. <em><strong>^You even brought a human with you! Or is he part of the deal? You want to sell him? If that’s the case I’m reconsidering my opinion of you. Even though this human is in poor condition.^</strong></em><br>Not this again, Nerissa thought. Why was he even complaining about bringing Toshiro when this place obviously served both races?<em> “No! I’m not selling him. Just… I will pay for the statue with human money. I have 300 000 dollars. In cash. That’s more than the statue is worth, and way more than what you paid to Rina.”</em><br><em><strong>^You are both stupid, but in different ways^</strong></em> the little demon said with a grumpy tone, shaking his head in disappointment. <em><strong>^You fool around with the humans and she doesn’t understand the value of things she gets in her hands. That statue isn’t just a lump of gold and some gems. It has a great magical power held within.^</strong></em><br><em>“I will pay you more and…”</em> Nerissa glanced back at Toshiro. He really wanted the statue back, right? <em>“...and you can rent him. For a short period of time, as long as he returns back in the same condition he was given or better”</em> Nerissa tried to bargain, knowing she should have asked Toshiro’s opinion on this first.<br><strong><em>^I have a buyer already. Now, stop wasting my time unless you are going to sell me something or buy something else.^</em></strong> The papayo said rudely and ushered them towards the door with his hand.<br>“He doesn’t want to sell it” Nerissa mumbled to Toshiro, speaking japanese again.<br><br><hr><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">*The demon uses street language in both japanese and demon language. It's not written as such, because the writer herself is unable to do that.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 00:24:44</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Nera’s home<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox problems<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>A bathrobe<br><br><hr><br>“Yea. I’m okay” Nera mumbled. It was more of an answer she was used on giving. That’s what one was supposed to say when someone asked was she okay. It’s not like this was the first time she saw some corpses. Probably not the last time either. Like she had said, living here had made her soft. Soft enough to let things like this bother her. <br><br>When Az kissed her the girl did respond, but it was like kissing someone who was trying to watch a TV show at the same time. Though in this case the demoness was so absentminded because her sanctuary had been destroyed. Not literally, but the feeling of safety was gone. <br><br>“I guess we should both stop apologising at this point then…” Nerissa mumbled. She couldn’t help but smile when the man said she wasn’t weak or soft. “Oh my… Did you get hit hard in the head after all? If you can’t see that I’m weak I’m starting to think you are letting your emotions cloud your mind.” Which might not be such a bad thing. “We are in a different league Az. You are meant to train those who are powerful enough to be fighting at the frontline. That’s now my place… or if it’s then all hope is lost already. I appreciate your kind offer nevertheless.” There was that aspect to the matter. The one she didn’t tell aloud was that she didn’t trust too much in herself and that she would have enough to keep her paws off of him if they were going to do something so physical.<br><br>Nerissa really tried to figure this thing out. Had she made someone this angry? To her knowledge she didn’t know anyone who could send people like this after her. And did they want to kill her or take her away? The knowledge that she couldn’t get an answer made her frustrated.&nbsp; <br><br>It was quiet after the call. After Az’s kiss on the sofa Nerissa noticed that it came from his initiative, not from hers. When did that thing change…? “Please, don’t apologise. It’s not your fault. I’m grateful that you are here. You really had such plans and just wanted to play hard to get? I take that back. You have the reason to apologise after all!” the girl joked and chuckled. In the end, she was a demon. She would get over gruesome events like this quickly.<br><br>The fox demon brushed his cheek lightly with her fingertip before leaning closer and placing her lips on his. It wasn’t a passionate kiss like before. This one was more tender. At that moment she was seeking comfort from him. “I need to get dressed before people come here…” the fox whispered and licked the demon’s lower lip. She allowed herself to enjoy the warmth of his body for a moment longer before she stood up. “I need to make some phone calls, get someone to fix… to install a new door and reserve a hotel room. I don’t feel good about sleeping here tonight.” Nerissa was quiet for a moment, looking down at her feet. She bit her lip, pondering if she should ask or not. “Do you want to come with me…? After everything has been taken care of here of course.” The demoness asked as she raised her eyes to look up at Az.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 00:56:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa avoided Albion’s watch when he asked her if some grinding had happened at SOPHE. She wasn’t a snitch. “Maybe… I mean I’m probably just misreading things. My tail is kind of big, so it’s difficult to avoid touching me when showing me how I should stand or hold a gun, and I guess it’s nothing personal if one gets… stiff. It’s not such a big deal.” The girl mumbled, feeling embarrassed. See? This is why you shouldn’t talk when you are nervous. You are only going to say stupid things. More stupid than normally, and that’s accomplishment.<br><br>Albion guessed that she was about to answer his question about how he looked, but he was ahead of her. All it did was make her a little scared, leaning back just as much as he did lean in. <br><br>“Oh! You are right! You are like my mom! You are just as mea… caring and thinking what is best for me.” That was a big, fat lie. “I like to think that I learnt at least most of her teachings.”<br><br>When Albion said ‘someone’s plaything’ her hand slipped. A bullet rebounded from the magazine right at Albion, snapping on his forehead if he wasn’t awake enough to catch it. Nerissa looked the eyes wide at the man, with can we pretend this didn’t happen -look. “Sorry…” the fox whimpered. It started to feel that the more she spent time with the human man, the more she was afraid of him.<br><br>Yet, it was somewhat reassuring that he wasn’t even expecting perfect results from her at this point. If he was content with her showing just enough competence, this should be doable. The demoness wiped her sweaty palms on her skirt and took a couple deep breaths. She really needed to force herself to stay calm. <br><br>Her next attempt at nailing the targets was even worse than the one before. Two out of ten. Maybe the human had a point… Maybe she would be just a liability to others. Nerissa shook her head. No. That way of thinking would get her nowhere. The fox demon started loading again and she noticed that her hands were shaking. She stretched her fingers, but that didn’t help at all. Come on! Put yourself together! It’s just some mean words. Surely he has good motives behind all this. And he doesn’t really want to kill me… Probably. <br><br>Nerissa wanted to suggest a short break, but she had a feeling such suggestions weren’t welcome. Most likely Remington would tell her that she used her break on being late. And that was the best case scenario.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 01:25:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"... Mm. If you say so." Albion nodded, dismissing the thought... For now. No one ever needed to stand so close that she could feel something like that with that much of her tail between them. But it wasn't by his business to push for answers either. How she handled her activities inside and out of SOPHE were not his concern, just like his activities were the concern of no one else but him. For now, there were other matters that required attention for now.<br><br>"Hmph, a Calder demon through and through, and an obvious liar at the same time. I might have believed you if you said I was just as abusive or something." He remarked with a dry tone. There was nothing about wanting what was best for her, because to him, best for her meant she wouldn't even he in the organization, much less out here firing a gun. He returned to watching where her shots went, her accuracy seeming to grow worse over time. The flying, spent cartridge that plinked off his head was a surprise, but as Nerissa looked to him as if to hope he didn't explode from ot, he was simply brushing his head.<br><br>"Don't apologize, just keep shooting." He grunted, pocketing his hands and turning to step away for a moment, leaving the girl to her devices. He wouldn't know what her progress was like in the short span of time he was out, but by the time he returned, she didn't look to be celebrating... Which meant she hadn't made any progress. An audible *thump* rang next to her as Albion placed a large botthe of water.<br><br>"If your nerves are shot that badly, then me forcing you to get results won't do anything beneficial... Ten minute break to collect yourself, no more than that." He made sure she would know she wouldn't get a minute past ten to relax and compose herself. Maybe after she finished this next challenge, she could accrue another break. For now, Albion moved away from her and sat down in a vacant chair, leaning his head against the backrest to stare up at the ceiling, almost into the light over him.<br><br>How she spent this time was up to her, but Albion could only hope she used it wisely.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 01:55:33</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>It was a white lie! Those were a different thing than real lies. Why would he even want to hear such things said of himself? When Albion left somewhere, she didn’t know where he was going, the girl started to think he gave up on her already. She wanted to be wishful, so she stayed.<br><br>The fox demon was surprised by his gesture. “T-thank you!” The girl bowed deep down, and when she lifted her eyes from the ground the man was already walking off. Maybe he needed a break too? From her? Whatever his reasons were, she was happy from this short break and opened the water bottle. Nerissa took a moment to just enjoy from the water. First taking a big gulp and then sprinkling some on her fingers and wiping her face with her fingers to cool down. <br><br>Nerissa started first with pacing back and worth, to wear all the nervousness out of her body. Then she shifted into her fox form and ran in circles to burn all that extra energy out of her system. There was only minute or two left of their break when the fox appeared near Albion. If he hadn’t noticed the small fox he would notice her the latest by the time she brushed her head against his leg, before she proceeded to jump in his lap. It looked so effortless. Like she just decided to jump right there and it happened. Her small paws climbed up on Albion’s torso so her hindlegs were standing on his thigh as the rest of the furry body was against his belly and chest. With curiosity she looked at the man. <br><br>There was something in the way he smelled. It was tobacco, but there was something else there too… Nera didn’t recognize that smell, but as she was trying to figure it out it looked like the sniffing little creature was trying to slip under his shirt.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 02:26:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br><em>'... Hmph. She's too naive... Soft... Flakey. Why is she even here? She could have easily gone into something much easier and less dangerous. She can't honestly expect me to believe she has a reason for being here.'</em> His thoughts were free to run amok in his mind as he stared up into the light. Many a time he'd done this, but each time he did, he was no closer to the ultimate end of his second chance. Even now, he often found himself wondering... Why? Why was he still here?<br><br>A soft pressure against his leg shook him from his reverie as he lifted his head and looked down to watch a very small fennel fox leap upon his form... A twitch of annoyance showed on his face as he realized Nerissa was wasting her short break simply lollygagging. Still... Something about her didn't immediately make him want to just push her off... Maybe if she had attempted that as a human, but in this form... She was almost like a pet.<br><br>His hand slowly moved forward, pressing down atop her head and stroking back, running through her soft fur... He didn't seem to smile or anything, but Nerissa could tell this was probably the most peaceful and passive the male would be... At least until she tried to dig under his shirt. His hand clamped down gently on her body as he tried to hold the vixen in place. "... Bad girl, behave yourself. Or get off my lap, your time is almost up." he spoke, looking back to the Target dummy she would need to shoot.<br><br>"I need you to show me a glimpse of why you're really here in this organization."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 02:52:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Tentacles it is <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa had found out that the humans really loved small, soft and fluffy animals. They had that sort of creatures as pets in their homes. And she was all soft and fluffy! The human man acted all tough and heartless, and yet he melted enough to give her gentle pets. The fox was all smiles, despite that he didn’t want her to continue exploring under his shirt. I’m a good girl… So I will just sit right here and wait. <br><br>When it was time to get up the fox demon returned to her other form. As the pink cloud disappeared, there was the fox demon sitting in Albion’s lap. Her legs on his sides, her upper body still leaning against him. “I’m sorry but I can’t speak in a language you could understand in that form, but I can show you why I’m in the organization!” Taking support from his shoulder Nera got quickly up and ran back to her car. She brought something with her from the car. <br><br>It looked like a small glass orb, with something green twirling inside it. “I hope this will give you an idea of my purpose!” Nerissa said with a big smile. She was both happy and proud that she got to show off her abilities. With that she threw the ball at Albion’s feet. The glass shattered into pieces and whatever had been inside the orb was now released. The small green mass looked like some kind of living plant. It squirmed and wriggled as it started to rapidly expand. From the green mass grew out long and thick tendrils. Part of them dug under the ground as others tangled around Albion, too fast for him to escape from their grip. If he tried, they managed to grab him from his legs and trip down on the ground. The green tendrils were even more intrusive as the fox demon who had created them. It felt like they were everywhere, wrapping around the human man’s legs, arms and torso, squeezing around him. It wasn't a hard enough grip to leave him bruised. What might be more annoying to Albion, in addition to that he had got caught like that, was the way the tendrils squirmed and it felt like they were touching every inch of his body.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>“What do you say? Pretty nice, huh? It lasts only couple of minutes though…” Nerissa didn’t seem to see anything wrong with getting Albion tentacle groped like that. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 03:33:21</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"I kind of figured that already from the relative peace and quiet I was getting, but it's good to have the theory confirmed." Albion deadpanned, resisting the urge to react negatively to the fact that Nerissa was now on his lap in rather not-work safe ways. Part of him felt like she had intentionally orchestrated it this way, a demon of Calder would certainly know but never tell willingly. There was plausible deniability involved, but he really didn't want to argue semantics when he needed to go back to training her, and all the effort that would involve.<br><br>On the plus side, Nerissa got up of her own accord to head out and retrieve something from her vehicle. His eye moved to the orb in her hand, as his eyes narrowed. "That had better not be a magical grena-" However&nbsp; it was too late and she threw it, dropping at his feet and breaking in a matter close to a glass ball falling. The object contained within seemed to writhe and begin rapidly growing... The look on his face was almost unreadable, but the audible sigh that he released showed he was very far from pleased with this outcome. Still, he was oddly calm for someone close to getting raped by tentacles...<br><br>"... My vexation has never been higher than it is right now..." He closed his eyes and prayed that 'a few minutes' was literally that. His uniform writhed slightly as the vines moved underneath, as he glared at Nerissa. "By the time I'm out of this, I better see you practicing your accuracy. Start, now." He grumbled, his fingertips curling against the armrests of the chair. He really had to wonder if she was really trying to make him react in different ways or not...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 04:24:07</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Tentacles it is <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>Okay. It started to look like there wouldn’t be any admiring words coming out of Remington from witnessing this his invention of hers. Nera understood that it was slightly uncomfortable to be held like that, but as far as she knew the human shouldn’t be actually harmed.<br><br>“Really? You don’t look like it” His calm and annoyed face looked exactly the same! Now that she thought about it, she hadn’t seen many emotions on his face. It was like trying to deal with a woman whose face was full of Botox. Except this one was a man, and Nera was seriously concerned about that she might end up in pieces in multiple different locations. “It looks like you have done this before” Remington had been about to say a magical grenade, so it was clear that he knew something about these kind of things.<br><br>“Oh. Right” Nerissa wasn’t going to stay there and try to argue with him. At this situation it was best for her own wellbeing to do exactly what Remington told her to do, so the girl hurried back to the range. Fortunately that two minutes was really two minutes and once the time had passed the vines simply died. It was like the life had been snuffed from them and they fell all limp on where they were. One of the people who saw what happened to Albion was brave enough to come and ask if the needed some help.<br><br>By the time Albion returned to the fox demoness she was already back to practising obediently. It was easy to see from the amount of ammo she had used. Now that Albion wasn’t there with his clock timing her she could concentrate on simply hitting the target and that helped her to get used to a moving target. When Remington didn’t say a thing about the tendrils Nera saw it for the best to keep quiet about it too.<br><br>The fox demon pleasured Albion with silence from her side. Now that the human man was quiet instead of throwing mean comments at her direction it was easier to focus. Her results had improved. With every round it got better. By the time the girl finally managed get all 10 out of 10 there was only a half of box of ammunition left on the counter. The fox looked at the grumpy man, her eyes beaming from joy. This time she contained herself and didn’t go jumping on him, remembering that he was just as excited as a dead tree of her jubilation. Instead she tried another approach.<br><br>“You noticed? That’s the second challenge completed! Now then, would you want to go drink a cup of coffee with me? After all this I mean. Or maybe I could offer you dinner? Or we could go somewhere?” It sounded like the demoness was asking him out. Nera herself didn’t see it that way. She was trying to bribe him to forgive for being late. “Oh, what you want me to do next?”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 06:26:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"I have a very practiced poker face, let's just leave it at that." Albion remarked with surprising simplicity given he was I'm the middle of being explored all over by vines. It was true, however,&nbsp; that this had been done before... But Albion was very much not in the habit of telling secrets, nor was he in the habit of sharing such stories with people he weren't friends with yet. He was at least relieved that Nerissa took the initiative and went to work back on her accuracy while he waited for the vines to wither away. <br><br>Much to his relief, the vines had expired in the given time, and he was able to move safely in no time at all. Raising his hand to wave off the help that came to assist him (this was far from the strangest thing he ever had to deal with, in combat or outside of it), he stood up and stretched to make sure nothing was potentially left on him. "... I suppose I can't underestimate her anymore, she appears to have quite the creative mind... Brilliant, but flighty." He muttered to himself quietly, looking down at the withered plant. Perhaps it was something taken from the Demon World, but it couldn't thrive for long in the human world...<br><br>"... Hmm..." A thumb brushed his chin gently as if considering something, before he decided to brush it aside for later. Moving to check in on Nerissa, he said nothing to avoid distracting her, watching her perform time after time and finally, finally achieve the results he desired. This time, she appeared to be controlling herself as she revealed her completion of the second task, to which he leaned forward to count the number of accurate shots made. "... Pretty good. It looks like you're beginning to get the hang of combat with a firearm. It's still a little rough, but passable." He praised her accuracy, but as soon as she continued to speak, he raised a brow.<br><br>"I already told you, I don't do dates. More importantly, I don't do things like that unless you're a friend, and you simply are not... You're doing alright so far, just keep your head out of the clouds and focus." It was tough trying to praise the girl's tenacity in pursuing success in her tasks when she prefaced her ending with so much self-assurance that it sounded like everything would be fine and she could potentially treat him to something...<br><br>And then it hit him. A way to accurately make her focus on the task at hand, to make sure she did not err, or it would cost her a chance to be happy. It was... Extreme, he admitted, but only someone like him would think to do it in the first place. "... That's what's missing: Gravity." He began, looking to Nerissa. "The weight of your choices, the burden of expectations. What you need is proper training in knowing the trigger you pull can just as easily save a life as it can take it when used right..." He frowned, closing his eyes. "... Very well, you wish me to be amenable to these things. You wish to know my name... All this and more will be possible if you can overcome one... Last... Task. Do you have faith in your aim? If so, our final test will take place outside." He finished, explaining nothing of the task as he moved to step outside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 07:04:47</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Tentacles it is <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“You don’t do dates at all? Why not? I didn’t mean dates like that though! Not like romantically, but as…” friends. “So we could get to know and then we could become friends! I mean that you look good and all that, but I haven’t seen you smile. Not even once and you are mean on purpose. So I’m not sure I would like dating someone like you… Dates lead into things.” If they went well. “And I have a feeling that you would be too rough and selfish in a bed. You probably don’t have the faintest idea of how to please a woman so it would be really disappointing” And here we go… Let’s insult your instructor of his lover skills, which you know nothing of. That will surely make him think you as his best friend! But he had accused her from lying, so maybe he wanted brutal honesty…<br><br>“Gravity?” The fox tilted her head, looking confused. “Oh, but I do feel quite burdened with you. You make it sound ominous… I guess I do have faith in my aim. Most of the time.” Nerissa grabbed all her things, leaving the ear muffs around her neck as she followed the man. “What is the final task Instructor Remington?” <br><br>Nera thought that they would walk back to her car and maybe change into a bigger gun. Her shoulder would sure hurt at the end of day, but she was ready to give it her best attempt. And they didn’t walk there… Nerissa glanced at the parking lot and then at the back of Albion, becoming more curious what he had planned. “Please, let’s not go too far…” She didn’t say that just because she had such impractical shoes, but because she was afraid that this was how it all was going to end. The human had gone crazy and was going to kill her! And she was stupid enough to follow him! Nerissa made some nervous glances behind them, understanding that they really were walking out of sight of others. “I told my friend I’m coming here…” The fox said nervously. Like that would do any good. It was already written somewhere that he was there, taking her of her training. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 07:25:54</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"Personal choice." The reply was short and simple, close to walking out, but not before retrieving a fruit from a fruit bowl, seemingly to snack on. As the pair walked ob, he began to get a taste for the fox's honesty, giving a slow nod. "Well, irregardless of how romantic or platonic, you don't get anything until you can prove to me you deserve it. I won't hand you something so easily as you are." His voice spoke coldly, as he looked down at the fruit, before glancing back to her. "You sure sound like you have a wild and vivid imagination... Hmph. I'm not at liberty to discuss those particular qualities with you, so keep letting your thoughts wander; It'll only make your next task harder... Or easier, depending on your outlook."<br><br>"... Hm, is that what you'd consider a burden? Well then, we'll see what happens, won't we?" Not just ominous, but it seemed as if he was intentionally leaving her in the dark as for what he had planned. The sound of others training in the building began to slowly die away the further out they walked, with nothing but cool air to blow against them. She asked them not to go too far, but Albion simply wouldn't have it. They would walk far enough until the only things that could be heard were their footsteps in the grass and the wind blowing said grass.<br><br>"... Are you scared? That should be the gravity setting in... But don't worry, your 'friend' won't have to concern themselves with what happens." He finished, stopping and turning around to show her the apple he'd taken. "Your task is simple: Shatter the apple, and you're done for the day. It's a smaller target than usual, so you'll have to take care, especially with the occasional gusts of wind. Even a minor billowing can throw your aim off. A shot anywhere else means you'll need to shoot again. No ammo limit this time, your task is complete if you shatter the apple..." He spoke, moving toward a wooden stand as if to perch the apple upon it...<br><br>Before he turned around and placed the apple atop his head gingerly. "... And fails if I die. Begin when ready." He spoke, staring at Nerissa with a look of dead seriousness on his face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 07:43:30</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform (https://i.imgur.com/d7A3N5v.png)<br><br><hr><br>“A little… Maybe more than that” Nerissa mumbled when he asked was she scared. Her eyes wandered in the surroundings. There was no one but them. She couldn’t even hear others that well this far. Was it really such a good idea to follow an armed crazy mad in the woods?! But they worked in the same place. He couldn’t kill his co-workers and get away with it. But at this point Nerissa didn’t trust one bit in that.<br><br>“Oh, that’s all? I can…” do that, Nerissa was about to say when the human placed the apple on top of his own head. “WHAT?! You can’t be serious! Do you know that these are real bullets? You will die if I miss! Like, really, seriously, irreversible die. Is this something you make everyone do or is it just me? Why…? Why would you go this far? How can you have this little respect for your own life? I don’t feel good about this…” The fox shook her head and took a couple steps further, like she was about to turn around and leave.<br><br>“I don’t want to take this big of risk to kill you. You aren’t the nicest person, but you don’t deserve to die just because of that. I don’t want your blood in my hands. Please, there has to be some other way. What if I go get some rubber bullets or something that won’t kill you? I promise to be fast… I want to pass this, I want you to consider being my friend, but neither one of those is worth your life. I don’t want to learn your name from a funeral speech. How… How can you care this little of your own life? You really are crazy Remington!” This felt so unreal! Nerissa prayed that the man would admit it was a bad joke and come up with something reasonable what she had to do. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 08:09:43</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"We've been over this. Does this look like the face of one well-versed in jokes?" Albion asked with that familiar sense of deadpan Nerissa could come to expect from him from now on. But there it was, the gravity: He had carelessly left his life in her hands, to be saved or taken with the pull of a trigger. She would learn this was not all fun and games anymore. "I am fully aware of this... What's your point? So far, you're the only person I've had to subject this to... But you need to be tested in an environment where the stakes are high. I can risk no life but my own for the endeavor, as I wouldn't make others do what I wouldn't do myself." He continued before narrowing his eyes. "I expect you to take this task seriously, not question my choices... There are things you don't deserve to know, that's all there is to it."<br><br>He closed his eyes as she continued to resist, before he shook his head.&nbsp; "Everyone has taken it easy on you so far... Some may have even taken advantage of you. You needed to learn this entire outfit is deadly serious when it needs to be, and there are some things you just can't take lightly." He continued, opening his eyes. "There will be no rubber bullets. I set the terms, I accept the outcomes: You will do it with live ammunition, and by the end if this you will either have peace of mind or my blood on your hands. Whatever it is... The fun stops here. Now it's time to get serious." He finished with a cold tone. If one could hear it, one could guess... He really was ready and willing to die.<br><br>"... I kill people and demons at the request of my superiors. I smoke daily and I rent company almost weekly for the evening. I stopped finding any real sense of meaning in my life some time ago. So rest easy if you pull the trigger and I hit the floor, you're only disposing of someone who's lost their resolution, nothing more. Now quit your whining, take aim, and shoot."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 08:36:28</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform (https://i.imgur.com/d7A3N5v.png)<br><br><hr><br>“Remington…” She was more than nervous. The demoness was afraid. These hands had taken lives of demons, but never a human life. And that’s how she wanted it to stay. She could feel how shaking of her hands spread all over her body. The gun in her hand started to feel heavier by the second. The things the human man said… It was so sad, so miserable! How could he have lost his purpose in life like that? What had pushed him to this point? <br><br>Nerissa knew that she should walk away and if he didn’t let him pass, talk to some superior and tell what happened. They couldn’t expect her to do something like this. But if she walked away now, she would leave this poor soul alone in the darkness.<br><br>The fox demon set down the cardboard ammo box and shoved the pistol between one of the straps at the side of her skirt before she walked to Albion. As she walked tears filled her big eyes. There was a gentle, sorrowful smile on her lips. The girl got on her toes and leaned against Albion. “I will become your friend. It might be a long and difficult path, but I will walk it through with you and at the end of, we are going to be friends. I will be there, by your side and help you find your way again, find your purpose. So… Don’t give up just yet.” Her comforting, caring words were whispered quietly. So near he could feel her breathing against his cheek before the girl kissed lightly on his cheek.<br><br>Then her hand moved on his body. It felt first like she had moved boldly groping the man, like he hadn’t got enough for one day groping from the vines, but instead her hand reached for his knife and pulled it out. He told her to be serious. “With this I will make an oath to you, binding our lives together. If you die by my hand, may this bond, this oath take control of my body and spirit, and make me end my life.” The fox demon said and then she cut her palm, whimpering from pain from between grit teeth. She put the blade’s handle in Albion’s hand and pressed her bleeding palm against the human man’s face. The fresh, warm blood dripped on his skin as the demoness repeated the same words she had just said, this time in the demon language and as she spoke twirls of golden yellow and dark red whirled around her hand and Albion’s face. It didn’t make him feel any different. “Our lives are bound now” Nerissa said as she stared into his eyes and took her hand away.<br><br>Suddenly the fox demon had stopped smiling in her cheerful way. There was no more meaningless chatter, pitiful attempts to light the mood or anything like that. The girl looked serious and dedicated to this as she walked away from Albion and pulled out her pistol. <br><br>“I need to ask you forgive me for failing you Instructor Remington… Or the next time I speak to you I will be calling you by your first name.” The fox demon said as she pointed the gun at the man.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 09:16:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"... Why are you wasting time? You have your task, now see it... Stop right there." He spoke, expecting her to try and get close to take a safer shot, but she holsters the firearm instead. What was she planning? He couldn't move from his position without risking shifting the apple, but all he could do was watch her with the aame stone-cold precision he'd observed her throughout the day with. "You know this isn't part of the task... If this is your idea of collecting yourself before you shoot, be my guest, but don't waste my-" He started to speak, but something about her demeanor told him there was more at work here than what he could simply perceive. She walked with purpose, intent, resolution...<br><br>Yet she stood face to face with him... And simply leaned against hia form. Now for the first time that day, he felt confused... The only indication she would know she'd given him pause was a sudden flicker in his eyelids, trying not to betray his sense of focus. She wanted to become his friend that much? ... All she needed to do was complete the task and he could consider it... But she seemed to have much longer-term ideas. "... You're just a trainee. Don't start getting delusions of grandeur just because you found one problem case." His eyes narrowed, and now she could see his lips contort slightly into a frown. She was trying with all her might to be nice, and still he attempted to push her away, even as she kissed him on the cheek.<br><br>There was no warmth, no comfort in his pallid skin, not even as her hand roamed, seemingly to explore his chest... Only to draw his knife for her own agenda. His throat made a nervous swallowing, but he dared not betray his concern more than that. Her ultimate aim made itself apparent as she sought to forge an oath... One that tied her life to his own. "... No, don't-" He began to protest before she slit her palm, his eyes widened by the sheer lack of care she was now showing for her own life. He almost seemed to lose focus now as she pressed her wounded palm to his cheek, warming him with the sense of blood, as she sealed the oath in her own language.<br><br>Even as she pulled away, the stain of red remained on his cheek, and the brief flicker of emotion she could have witnessed on his features seemed to be gone for now. "... You're being foolish, Nerissa. Tacking your life to mine like that... Why?" He couldn't understand what could have been running through her mind... A hypocritical thought, if there ever was one. Now he knew what must have run through her mind when he spoke his absurd demand of her... Except now, if she took his life, neither one of them would exist any more. This ditzy, bad girl fox... Had bound her life to someone she barely knew, who had so far verbally and emotionally mistreated her... Why?<br><br>"... So now you're ready then? The stakes are higher... It isn't just one life you have to worry about now." He had to remind her... But she drew her firearm and took aim. His eyes remained open now, as he spread his arms out. "... All or nothing."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 09:34:45</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“Why would my life be somehow more meaningful than yours? I’m not better or more important than you are. Maybe even less. You have told me that I don’t take things seriously, that I’m just a joke to others… and I can’t say that you are all wrong. I know I’m not perfect and I make mistakes. Maybe you are trying to teach me that trying your best isn’t enough. I need to get things done… or give up.” And just like that, she threw everything the man had said to her right back at his face.<br><br>“If you die today, because of me… I couldn’t forgive that to myself. It would haunt me forever and probably change me. So, I will take your lessons to my heart. Either I succeed or fail. There is no trying.” Nerissa explained to the man.<br><br>In reality she felt extremely guilty. This was a Calder demon trick. There was no spell. It was all smoke and mirrors. If she shot this poor creature now, she would have to live with the consequences, because she wasn’t the type to take her own life. <br><br>Her finger pressed the safety off. And her chest rose and fell as she took a deep breath. A gentle breeze played with her hair. It was quiet. Until she pulled the trigger. The apple blew up into pieces. It was near, really near Albion’s head. He could feel how the bullet brushed his hair as it passed above him<br><br>Nerissa’s whole body was trembling. For a moment she couldn’t say a word. She just stared at the man who was still standing. The girl reached her hand to go and touch him just check he was still alive, but at that point she started to feel lightheaded. The gun dropped from her fingers. “I think I’m going to…” Nerissa started with a weak voice and her eyes rolled as her legs gave up. It was like someone had cut strings of a marionette puppet. Her body went completely limp and the fox fell back first on the ground, among the shrubbery. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 10:42:46</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>Somewhere in all of this, Nerissa had grown a spine... Or, no, Calder demon. Maybe she simply hid her true self, her true feelings, behind a mask of foolishness and carefree behavior... No matter how he looked at her, Nerissa had turned out to be a surprising force. If he met his end here and now, there would probably not have been any regrets... Of course, that was before Nerissa had imposed a deadman's trigger on her life... Killing him would seriously kill her? No one deserved to have their life intertwined with his.<br><br>"... Hmph, when I saw you stumble out of that car, never did I expect you to come up with this kind of backbone. I belittled you and paid no stock to your capabilities and ambitions... And now here I am. You're absolutely right though; I don't want you to try your best, I just want you to get things done." Albion spoke... Usually only Toshiro could get him to talk this much, and usually only over drinks. How did this fox manage to get under his defenses like that?<br><br>She didn't want his blood on her hands... That was why she wanted her life to expire too of his was taken. He could understand the weight of another's life on ones' hand... He'd taken many in his life, but a very small few of them actually mattered to him... And none of them were alive anymore. Time and again the specters of his past weighed on his soul, and often he thought to take the easy way out... He even had a means. So then why could he never do it? Maybe it was just simple fear... To regretful to live, too fearful to die.<br><br>How irresponsible then, to foist his life on someone else. He truly wasn't worth knowing.<br><br>The gun was aimed, both present taking slow, deep breaths. The seconds silently passed before the audible gunshot rang out. Fluid splattered the man's hair and the grass behind him as his eyes didn't even flinch... Only slowly close as some of the excess liquid trickled down from his head.<br><br><em>'I suppose you aren't my reaper... Not yet, anyway...'</em><br><br>With hands pocketed, Albion slowly strolled forward to where Nerissa had collapsed, looking down at her from above. He bent his knees, lowering himself to the ground... Before his hand slowly moved forward to run his fingertips through her hair. Whether she asked or not, the man pet her head gently, and for the first time that day... Could see the corners of his mouth curled upward, even if his eyes still seemed a little empty. Was that...<br><br>... A smile? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 11:05:00</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>The fox was somewhere in between conscious and unconscious. She could feel the pain on her hand, fresh smell of the woods around them and fainter smell of cigarettes coming from Albion. Then she felt his hand on her head. “That was scary… I was so afraid!” the girl whimpered with a little pitiful voice and rolled on her side. From there she crawled to Albion and wrapped her arms around the man, pushing her body against the man, making him lose his balance so they both ended up back on the ground level.<br><br>The fox demon cried quietly against Albion’s neck. Her body was still trembling like she was cold. “You are a really mean man! You shouldn’t do things like that to others, or to yourself either. I did what you wanted. Now, give me my reward. I want your first name and second name too.” Even in middle of her emotional breakdown she remembered to demand that little price which was promised to her.<br><br>“Why you care so little of your own life? What happened to you?” Nerissa asked, and looked at him with her tear filled eyes. She noticed the blood stains on his cheek and moved closer, dragging her body on top of his while doing so, until she reached his face and licked his cheek. The fox demon felt no shame, no embarrassment or disgust from doing so. To her it was something very natural to do. Something that would probably soothe her mind much more than Albion’s.<br><br>Nerissa had lied to him. Her intentions were good. By lying him that their lives were bound. She had wished that the man would see how crazy his demand was and give up on it, but he didn’t. In reality all she had done was cut her own hand, say some words and do a minor illusion spell. And she didn’t know if she could ever tell him the truth. The fox demon had been seriously afraid that she might miss and shoot the human. Now that she felt his warmth and breathing and knew he was alive all the nervousness and stress started to leave her body slowly, in shivering and tears.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 12:01:49</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"... You grew up in the Demon World, how is nearly shooting your first human in a training accident scarier than that?" Albion asked, literally not understanding this girls' sense of fear. However, he didn't get any time to ponder it before she was adjusting herself on the ground, trying to cling to him... And tugging him down to the ground with her. The last time he'd ever been on the floor like this was in a fight... Naturally this was an entirely different situation for him. *Sigh* Are you really a demon, or just a big baby?"<br><br>It was hard to tell, given she was crying against his neck. No one ever cried against his neck... It was a very awkward place to be. His frown was evident on his face, though more out of confusion and less out of frustration, and all he could do was continue to pat her head gently in assurance. "Sometimes I need to be cold and mean to get results... And kindness is awkward for me." After everything he put her through, she at least deserved to be talked to like an equal and not an incompetent student.<br><br>"... Heh, you're more attentive than I give you credit for... Very well, my first name is Albion... And as agreed, you may shorten it if you wish. My middle name... Is 'M'. That's all you'll get for now as my middle name was not part of the deal." He left it at that simply, though that only meant that he was leaving something on the table for her to try and discover one day. <br><br>After all, if they were going to be friends they needed to spend time to learn things and not have them revealed at once. <br><br>Of course the next questions out of her mouth were much more personal ones, and those... He simply could not answer yet. "I'm sorry, but... I can't answer those y- What sre you doing?" the male grunted as he was laid down, Nerissa crawling atop him to lick his cheek clean of the blood her palm smeared upon it. "We just became friends, Nerissa, but that's a little too personal for me..." He had to remind her, but otherwise did not attempt to push her off. <br><br>"... I don't get you at all. You barely know me, why go to such lengths?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 13:17:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“I’m just little over 60 year old. That’s really young for a fox demon… or for most of the demons generally. If I dropped my gun and killed you with that, that would be accidental. If I point at you and pull the trigger it’s not an accident. I don’t know what it’s, but it’s not an accident. I’m weak. I’m not that type of demon who goes around killing others. It’s because I simply can’t do it, but also because I don’t want to. I don’t like that side of the demons… or me. You said that I don’t respect your laws, but I still want to live the peaceful life that is possible here. This place is much better for me. I think that here… we shouldn’t be so cold and jaded that death or threat of death won’t leave an impact on us. It’s something we should be avoiding and afraid of. You think this is all very naive, don’t you?” The girl sounded little embarrassed when she asked that.&nbsp; <br><br>“I know how to be kind. I will show you how to be kind and you will do that at your pace. One step at time. You are doing a good job right now. I like that you are petting my head. Do you want to touch my ears? It’s okay. No, it’s welcome. Stroke them, caress them, rub them and scritch them right at the base from behind them” Nerissa instructed him. It sounded like she was giving instructions of how to pet a dog.<br><br>“Albion… Oh! Is it because of your hair? Albion like <em>a albino?</em>” Nerissa didn’t use japanese word for albino, which made sense because they were written and spoken differently. Instead she said albino in english. The girl grinned as she leaned to whisper in his ear, still in english.<em> “I will call you Albion, but if we ever become more than friends… then I will shorten your name.” </em><br><br>“Ooh! I must be hearing things! You apologised, from me?! I like this good side of you! I’m taking care of you, tidying you… Does it feel uncomfortable to you?” the girl asked, now back in japanese, yet she didn’t stop before her saliva had replaced the blood on his cheek. “We are friends now?! I’m so happy! Let’s be good friends Albion!”<br><br>“Oh… that. Well, what you said, it was awfully sad. It really touched my heart and I just wanted to press you against my chest, brush your hair and tell you it will be okay. Over and over again until you would believe it. If I was ever in that kind of situation, I would like someone to reach out for me and just… make me feel like I’m important and someone cares for me. But… now that we are friends, I have to confess you something. I lied to you. There was no spell. I can’t do that kind of spells. It was just a small illusion… I wanted to get you into your senses and stop demanding that from me, but I guess I thought too highly of myself… Either way, I’m happy that you are alive now.” The girl rested her head against his shoulder, lying there like she wasn’t planning on moving any time soon. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 14:19:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Doing 8/10 questions<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><hr><br>“You have so many questions and it’s not your turn yet. I can’t give you all the answers for free. Your turn will come. We are now at… let’s see.. at the 8th question I think.” Nerissa told with a smile. However Mallory was right with her guess about that she had a lot to say. Nerissa liked to ponder things like this. She didn’t look like it, but the fox demon enjoyed from observing others. Their words, their gestures, how they responded to what happened around them. And just as much she liked thinking how everything was connected in this big puzzle called life. What was important and what was fake? Those were intriguing questions.<br><br>“Oh, I’m expecting you to tell me the truth. Nothing more, nothing less. Hmm… so not terrible? That’s not very flattering. I wonder how the situation is making it more awkward… There is no one else but us here, this is a place where were are supposed to be naked and there is nothing wrong to do this. It’s wrong only if you don’t enjoy from this. Mmh… You have such soft and pretty breasts. It’s so much fun playing with them. I’m sure that’s what that Kevin says to you too. <br><br>I wonder what type he is… Maybe he is the type who likes to massage them like a dough. With big hands, slowly like this…” The fox demon gave Mallory a good idea of what she meant by demonstrating it with Mallory’s own flesh orbs, massaging them with both hands, letting her fingertips sink slightly into his soft flesh. “Or maybe he is a licker. They are fun, aren’t they? I never get bored at looking someone lick me.” A friendly lick, a passionate lick. On a neck, on a boob, on a belly, on buttcheeck or between her legs. It was all welcome attention.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>While doing her very best to distract Mallory Nera moved to the next question that had popped in her mind. “Mallory, do you think it’s okay to lie? In any situation, ever?” the fox demon asked. She was so close it was impossible not to feel how her body had pressed against Mallory’s. <br><br>“Hmm… Perhaps Kevin is a pincher? Some like it a bit rougher. They like to hear a woman make all those cute and naughty sounds.” At this point Mallory could already guess what the fox demon was going to do, before her fingers squeezed her nippled between them and gave them a light tug. Enough for her to feel it without a doubt, but not that much it would actually hurt her. <br><br>Nerissa was surprised. Mallory was much more resistant than she had thought at first. She was still here, clearly feeling awkward. Yet she hadn’t told her to stop or left the situation. That was admirable! Many had already darted like their lives depended from it in similar situations. The fox demon thought that this was extremely important experimenting. How else could she know what others were comfortable with if she didn’t find out by trying?&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 18:46:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Sexual Awakening<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>The way Nerissa nonchalantly talked about how it was still not her turn made Mallory frown a bit; not because she was annoyed, but how could she not answer a simple question. Was everything apart of this game now? “H-how? You’re touching a stranger you just met...” &nbsp;To Mallory it was quite easy to explain to the girl why it was awkward, or strange, or just plain weird all around. She had originally come here to just relax and have a bath, and now this game of ‘Ask 10 Questions’ almost felt like an interrogation to her; how did it all come to this?<br><br>At the mention of being more honest, Mallory nearly did a double take; had she not been being honest up to this point?!<br><br>“I-I’ve been plenty honest!” &nbsp;Her cheeks reddened as Nerissa simply continued talking, more to herself in thought than anything, thinking aloud Mallory could hear the girls thoughts and musings. She stiffened at the mention of her friend once more, and her cheeks became redder; if that was even possible. <br><br>&nbsp;“He-He doesn’t say anything like that!” &nbsp;No one had ever even been this close to her, in this sense at least. She didn’t want to keep being reminded about her close male friend while Nerissa was basically touching her anywhere she wanted, and her questions were not helping either. Another question, and Mallory was not prepared to have an answer to what Nerissa asked; was she even asking at this point, or just wondering to herself “Mmm, I-I don’t know...” &nbsp;The young woman squirmed lightly from the treatment Nerissa was giving her; while she was very confused by the whole situation that had been unfolding, it didn’t hurt at all in what she was doing. It was soft, and careful, even if a bit experimental in her touches. Nerissa got extremely close now, so close their bodies were nearly touching; another question.<br><br>“If it’s...to keep someone safe, y-yes.” &nbsp;The young girls words were a bit stuttered and broken, as she her breaths got a bit shorter, a bit faster. She was starting to feel tingly all over her body, and she didn’t want to think about why, though obviously, she knew the reasoning. Another mention of Kevin, and Mallory had to chastise herself quickly; this was not ok to think about your friend like this. Nerissa was only making it harder, but Mallory was trying her best of not think about her friend as he did such intimate things with anyone, or with...her...<br><br>“Ah!” &nbsp;A sensation came from when Nerissa pinched and tugged at the young girls nipples, and quite surprisingly, what Nerissa called a ‘cute and naughty’ sound, happened to slip out. Not able to escape her grasp, Mallory was forced to realize the noise she just made, and most likely to Nerissa’s delight in the situation; perhaps she was sensitive there?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 23:26:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 3:00 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nerissa's Bank | Pawnhouse Zaisan, The Gate<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: The Papayo<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr><br>Accepting Nerissa's offer to pour tea for him, he took a short sip from the delicate appearing tea cup, the piping liquid reassuring him against the day's cold. Staring down at the transclucent liquid swirlding around in front of him, he contemplated Nerissa's words for a moment before answering with a firm resolve, “Help someone in need, even if I don't know them? Yeah, I would do the same in your position, but even I'm not cruel enough to make someone twist in the wind wondering what their price, if any, is going to be.” Taking another long sip, Toshiro set the cup down on the saucer in front of him, the pain in his arm largely informing the words to follow, “As to it hurting you for me to set terms, I'm sorry, but I'm not about to take any chances, especially with someone I barely know.”<br><br>Slowly pulling back the sleeve of his hoodie to emphasize the point, he revealed a long stretch of bandaged skin that ran from his wrist and up his shoulder, a faint purple substance slightly seeping through, the small sections of skin that peeked out between the gauze and bandages were swollen and red with still fresh bruising. Toshiro's face winced slightly with the tighter fabric of his cuff passing over every injury and partially sticking to the unidentified purple seepage. “Now you've been kind to me today and if it's honest than I appreciate it more than I can say, but this is what I got for putting my in trust someone too easily.” As a faint scent that was akin to antiseptics, lavender, and a fishery wafted off his arm for a moment, Toshiro couldn't help but wrinkle his nose in disgust before pulling his sleeve back down. <br><br>“Now even if you are honest about not <em>wanting</em> to hurt people, which after all you've done for me I hope is true, it doesn't mean you aren't capable of it, even if you might not mean it.” Meeting Nerissa's gaze with a resolve that stated in no uncertain terms that what he was about to say was non-negotiable, he finished, “I'm not going to promise you I won't hesitate, and I'm not going to do anything I think is going to hurt anyone. If I think whatever you ask me to do could cause someone undeserving pain, then burn me with whatever kind of magic you'll use to seal this deal, because I'm not about to do that now or later.” Closing his eyes for a moment and taking a deep breath, he extended his hand towards Nerissa, a length of bandage still visible just beneath the cuff of his hoodie, “If that works for you, you've got a deal.”<br><br>Toshiro was far more familiar with The Gate than many at SOPHE were comfortable with, but as far as anyone could or wanted to prove, he had never indulged in or encouraged any illegal activity. Although with how at ease he seemed to be with their surroundings as the duo navigated the tangle of alley ways, carts, and locals, it was apparent that he had probably danced along the threshold of acceptable behavior more than a few times. On any other day Nerissa would have had to have dragged him along by a leash to keep him from stopping at every new food cart and bauble stand, but given the urgency of their task, he found himself only casting the occasional longing glance in the direction of the various novelties before once again focusing on the task at hand.<br><br>Pawnhouse Zaisan wasn't unique in the subjects it covered, there were several locations throughout The Gate that purveyed a mixture of both objects mystical and otherwise, although that did little to curb Toshiro's interest as each location tended to vary in the sorts of fantastical items they sold. As Nerissa began to go about the business of presumably purchasing back the statue from the Papayo owner, a type of demon Toshiro had only a vague familiarity with, the scientist contended himself with going back and forth between curiously eyeing the cover of a book that seemed to be bound in human skin, and salivating over a 1968 Fender Stratocaster guitar with a white finish (https://images.reverb.com/image/upload/s--hxrj2cIB--/a_exif,c_limit,e_unsharp_mask:80,f_auto,fl_progressive,g_south,h_1600,q_80,w_1600/v1444314311/gumegsq7mil2ghvljoar.jpg). Again he could only understand roughly half of what was being said, but it was much easier to parse with being able to hear both sides of a conversation where neither participant was too concerned with keeping their voices down, probably under the assumption that the tall lanky man wouldn't understand them. It took every ounce of control the scientist could muster not to laugh at the fox's offer to rent him to the smaller demon, and it was outright beyond his capability not to frown upon hearing that negotiations had not gone well.<br><br>Once the pair had found themselves back outside, Toshiro stared intently at a large sign across from them that promised erotic massages for a moment before replying with notable irritation to Nerissa's report, ”That's unfortunate.” Turning around to make sure the Papayo was not near enough to hear them, Toshiro stretched his long arms well over his head before placing his hands on Nerissa's shoulders and leaning in close enough to Nerissa's ear for her to feel his warm breath against the winter chill before saying as plainly as possible, as though what he was proposing was in no way strange or unexpected, “Alright, I'm going to rob them. Do you have any weapons?” Not waiting for a reply, Toshiro leaned back and started to take long stilted strides back towards Nerissa's car as he said over his shoulder, “I need something stronger for the pain, and a few things from my bag, but this'll probably be fine.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>09-09-2020, 23:56:54</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nera's Apartment<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Slightly crumpled uniform</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> She returned his kiss, but he could tell her heart wasn't in it as she looked around at what used to be her nice, safe home. After everything he'd been through from literally being stabbed in the back to having several different buildings, including his own castle collapse on his head, he figured he was just beyond the point where something like this would affect him, but he had to take into account that not only was Nera young, but her life hadn't been constant, brutal conflict and betrayal day in and day out like his. She'd probably need some time to process and take it all in. "Good. Your safety is all that matters. And I won't apologize anymore if you won't, deal?" <br><br>The jovial smile on his face disappeared and turned into a look of grim seriousness when she asked if he'd taken a hard blow to the head. "They didn't even knock a strand of hair out of place. As for you being weak, though," he snorted, shaking his head no. "Your potential is untapped, as you've never pushed yourself. But weak isn't what I would call you or <em>any</em> of the Fox Tribe. I once fought a pair of twins for territory. <br><br>They were both Kitsune, with all nine of their tails. They fought as one, and when I say it was one of the most glorious...and <em>challenging</em> fights I've ever had? I mean it. The fight lasted for nearly two weeks, and by the time we agreed to a compromise, the territory we'd been fighting over was forever altered. They were <em>that</em> strong." For a moment he went silent as he reminisced about a battle well fought. Then he looked back to the little pink fox. <br><br>"One day you can reach the same heights they did, with training and dedication, as you're only as weak as you allow yourself to be. Remember that." After they sat down, it seemed she finally figured him out; or at least she figured out the part where he decided to stop fighting. "Basically. I knew how badly you wanted it, so I couldn't just let you have me with no effort at all, could I?" Women liked to do it all the time, so he figured why not give it a try. And it had worked, or <em>would</em> have worked if not for them being so rudely interrupted. <br><br>"But how about this? I promise to make it up to you. Over and over and over again until you're satisfied." He accepted her kiss, and more than enjoyed how warm, sweet, and tender it was. Then she told him she needed to get dressed and handle some things before asking if he'd like to come with her to the hotel. He stood up and offered her a smile. "You get dressed, I'll handle everything else. SOPHE will cover all the repairs and replacements, and I'll make sure you get a nice hotel in the meantime. And of course I'd like to come with you. We've still got unfinished business, you and I."<br><br>&nbsp;Winking at her and groping her ass as she turned to get her things, he quickly made a few phone calls while she got her things, then he got his clothes and dressed as well. "I took care of it all. Once the team gets here, we can leave it to them and get you settled in." He'd gotten her the nicest room he could find close by and on short notice. It was one bedroom, but the bedroom was connected to a suite and had an amazing view of the city and a hot tub out on the balcony. You didn't live as long as him without making money and lots of connections, so what was the point if he couldn't take advantage from time to time?<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 02:26:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Doing 9/10 questions<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><hr><br>“Oh, but I don’t think that you are a stranger. Do you think so? We are co-workers at the very least, but I would like to see us as friends if you are alright with that. Why doesn’t he say things like that? He definitely should. I mean… a woman wants to feel wanted, desired, beautiful so it’s a man’s duty to make her feel like that with his words and touch. If he doesn’t that, is he really worth it?” Unfortunately in her experience not even those who did all that were worthy of being known. If only she could see things like that before things went further…<br><br>“Mmh… You liked that? So you are like that…” Nerissa grinned like she had just learnt something new and exciting. It looked like simply touching Mallory made her feel awkward, to the extent that the fox demon was little worried she might go and faint on her. But once she started talking about Kevin Mallory forgot feeling awkward and she clearly was getting turned on. As much as Nera wanted to give all the credit to her skills, she thought that this was mostly because she mentioned Kevin.<br><br>“Let me ask you the next question… Do you wish that Kevin was here right now? Seeing how red you are now, how you make those cute little sounds. Would you like it to be his hands doing this? Touching, exploring… Not just your boobs. Your whole body, every inch of it… touched by his hands… his tongue…” Nerissa whispered and gave a long, wet lick on Mallory’s neck as her nimble fingers circled around a nipple before pinching it playfully. “Wouldn’t you like to see the lust in his eyes from seeing you like this, seeing you as his woman, wanting to claim you as his? How his body would get ready to own you…” Nerissa sure knew her way with words when it was about things like this. At this point Nera was sure that there was more than simple friendship going between Mallory and Kevin.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 04:03:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Pawnhouse Zaisan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>“It is cruel?” Nerissa pursed her lips and looked like she was sulking because of Toshiro’s words. The girl wrapped her fingers around a hot tea cup, enjoying from its warmth. He just kept saying things like that… “You are like that… from everywhere?” the fox demon asked quietly when the man showed her his arm. Judging from the way Toshiro moved Nerissa had guessed already that he was in lots of pain, but even so she hadn’t guessed it was this bad. “You should be home resting. That’s… I’m sorry.” No wonder Toshiro had a grudge at Rina. It felt like a cold weight settled around her heart. Rina had gone that far… she could have killed the poor human! Toshiro was right. She would end up in trouble if she kept doing things like this! Nerissa wanted to help Toshiro, but she didn’t know how to ease his pain and that made her feel frustrated with her own helplessness.<br><br>The demoness wanted to remind Toshiro that Albion owed her already a favor or two, and he hadn’t given such terms or even asked questions. On the other hand, Albion didn’t believe that she had beat him inches away from his life, just for fun. So there was that too… Nerissa stood up and took the offered hand. “I don’t use that kind of magic. I don’t burn you or anything like that. This is all based on trust, and I will trust in your word and that you will honor it when the time comes. If it comes. So… We have a deal Toshiro” Nerissa gave his hand a small shake, fearing she might hurt him if she shook his hand like it was supposed to be done when sealing deals.<br><br><hr><br>Usually Nerissa wouldn’t have minded that Toshiro leaned that close, but he was in such a unstable state right now that it made her nervous. “W-what? Toshiro, let’s take a moment to think about this.” Nera said as she scampered after the human. Dammit, he had long legs! “You need rest, at your home. That’s what you need. I’m sure you have pumped yourself full enough drugs as you are now. Toshiro, Toshiro, please wait… let’s think about this for a moment!” The fox demon begged and grabbed his sleeve. Nerissa was worried that he would just barge in the pawnshop in desperate attempt of getting the statue back.<br><br>“You can’t go there in broad daylight and do such a bold robbery. We don’t know if the statue is there and we don’t know how many people are in there. There can be more at the back of the store. We don’t know what they have there… This isn’t worth dying, is it? And if you go there guns blazing, others will die. Do you really want to do that? I mean… I’m sure they do some shady business, but are you ready to kill them to get the statue back?” Considering that the demon had basically been ready to buy Toshiro, Nera was sure there was some shady business going on, but that wasn't the main point here now. “Do you know how to use guns? We aren’t fighters Toshiro. These kind of situations are left to those more capable for a reason.”<br><br>Nerissa sighed and hung her head. What a mess… A soft beep told that she had unlocked the car. “I… thought that something like this might happen, so I brought something small. I will show them to you, but… please, let’s try to come up with something else. We could wait for a nightfall and when everyone has gone home we could break in there and steal the statue. No one needs to get hurt.”<br><br>After saying that no one needs to get hurt the fox demon opened back of her car and pulled a black cover from the top of cases, placed in there. “I thought that… something might happen, so I brought something with me.” Nerissa explained and opened two boxes, which each had four small glass grenades inside them. Four green and four black ones. The girl explained to Toshiro what they were. The green ones were vine grenades, that would release tendrils to hold still anyone who was near them for about two minutes. The black ones were darkness grenades. They would make a completely dark area when exploding. Inside that area not even one with a night vision couldn’t see a thing. Sunlight, light from lamps or other sources became meaningless inside the darkness. It wouldn’t have any effect to the darkness. That would last about two minutes too.<br><br>The fox had some more traditional weapons in her possession in addition to the quite harmless grenades. A 45. HK (https://i.imgur.com/MU3dVtA.jpg) and . Like the pistols weren’t enough for one small fox, she had brought [url=https://i.imgur.com/1fRIRA0.jpg]an IC-45 AR 15 assault rifle (https://i.imgur.com/MU3dVtA.jpg9mm Sig Sauer[/url) too. Ammunition for the guns was in a bag placed near them. “I hope there is no need for these. Let’s try to get this done without a lethal force. You know how this works?” Nera asked as she pulled a telescope baton out of a bag. It was larger than an average baton and when she snapped it open it became clear why. It was a stunner baton. When she pushed a button at the handle it started buzzing aggressively and lit up from the strong electric currency.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 04:11:36</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa, Kevin (mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> It’s not that simple<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>“I-I just met you, I know nothing about you...” &nbsp;Even if they knew each other by name now, that didn’t mean that Mallory knew anything about this girl. What she did know now was that she was very friendly with people, easily getting into their personal space, and loved to ask people super personal questions. Hopefully not everyone at SOPHE was like this, or else Mallory would have to figure out how to navigate through this whole new environment. Right now, to Mallory, they were still strangers.<br><br>And now, that said stranger was touching her in ways that Mallory never imagined would be appropriate. <br><br>Then again, Nerissa had a strange definition of what appropriate was in a public capacity.<br><br>She kept talking however, and Mallory’s attention was being brought back to the current situation at hand, namely the girl touching her chest and nipples in ways that a regular person who you just met, would not be doing. Mallory hated that she was feeling something that she thought felt nice, that was pleasurable, but this wasn’t what she wanted in the first place. More so, she was talking about her friend in such a way that she never had even thought about, and it was making her head spin. Less then pure images were beginning to form in her mind, and she quickly tried to shake those thoughts away, even as Nerissa gave another grope of her chest, pinching her playfully once more.<br><br>Another squeak came from the girl, before she reached a boiling point. <br><br>With as much strength as she could (carefully) muster, she gently pushed Nerissa away from her, moving out of the fox girls grasp, no longer pressed against her. The tingling feel that was running through her body still lingered, but Mallory was determined to at least get some space between the two. Her face was still red, purely from what Nerissa had been doing, and even as the look on her face was embarrassed and shy, her eyes glowed with a purpose.<br><br>“Don’t...” &nbsp;She tried to stand her ground, yet at the same time trying not to come off as blatantly angry or pissed off; Nerissa was weird, and got too close for comfort, but she was still a person. “Don’t talk about him like that.” &nbsp;Looking away, faltering for a moment, she composed herself, taking a breath, before looking back at Nerissa.<br><br>“Kevin...he’s special. He’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me, period. I’ve...I haven’t thought about him as anything more until a few months ago, but all that stuff you're saying, it’s not right.” &nbsp;Her gaze didn’t falter while she spoke, and for that moment, she showed a determination that wasn’t previously there.<br><br>“He’s brave, and caring, even if he doesn’t show it all that well to others. He’s someone that I can go to when I’m down, or I need someone to just be there for me, and he’s always someone I can count on.” &nbsp;A hint of a blush appeared along Mallory’s cheeks as she spoke, her nerves returning for just a moment.<br><br>“Even if he doesn’t say any of that stuff to me, even if he isn’t close in the way that you think...he’s worth it. He always has been...and always will be.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 04:55:00</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018, Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Nera’s home &gt; A hotel<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox problems<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://i.imgur.com/r2yDjDQ.png)<br><br><hr><br>“Hmm… I guess you have a point. I should challenge myself more or I will improve. This world… it’s making me count on others too much and making me careless. It’s why I like this place, but I can see that I shouldn’t let myself be completely enraptured by it.” Nerissa admitted. It was still a long time before she could even dream of having her all nine tails. She could see the reasoning behind Az’s words and understood that he only meant what was best to her. <br><br>Nerissa liked the over and over and over again part in his speech. She could do nothing but to nod at the demon. The fox demon felt guilty at leaving it all for Az to handle, but right now she didn’t feel like starting to argue about who gets to make the calls. By the time the team from SOPHE arrived the girl had got herself dressed and backed a small bag to stay at the hotel for the night. She circled around a corpse in her kitchen as she went to make a coffee, which she was sipping when the people arrived. <br><br>By the time everything at her house was in that condition they could leave, the night was turning into a morning, and the pale sun was slowly rising at the horisont. The streets were quiet, as quiet as they could be in Tokyo. Nerissa welcomed the fresh air. It felt like it helped to clear her head. Outside she took Az’s hand and this time it was quiet when they walked towards the hotel Az had chosen. Nerissa still tried to figure out what had happened and why, but when she couldn’t get the answers she eventually gave up.&nbsp; <br><br>When they got inside the room the fox demon walked through it, checking it through with mild curiosity. Ste stopped her small tour at the balcony, admiring the view. “This is beautiful…” It was hard to tell did she mean the room or the scenery in front of her eyes. “The room must be expensive. I’m not sure you should be using that much money on me… I mean, even a more modest one would have been good enough for me.” <br><br>Nerissa turned her attention at Az. With a smile she walked to him and let her hands rest on his hips. Her lips found his very naturally. The kiss was careful, exploring. “Az… I understand now that you have seen through me all the time. You know that I’m drawn to you… That I want you, but you… you are a mystery to me. What do you think of me?” Nera asked as she allowed her body to lean against the war demon as she looked up, meeting his gaze. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 06:18:34</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>The final question<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa could have resisted her attempt to push her away. She could have made it a test of strength, but in the end, she was a good fox, so she allowed Mallory to push her away and stayed at that distance. Mallory had reached her limit and she was going to respect that letting him gather herself.<br><br>The fox demoness tilted her head like a confused puppy when Mallory told her not to talk about Kevin like that. Why not? She meant nothing bad with her words and Kevin wasn’t even here hearing them. “Why isn’t it right? Mallory, open your eyes. Kevin is a man. You can try to run from the fact, but it doesn’t change. He is a man and everything what comes with that. Just because you haven’t thought him that way doesn’t change it. <br><br>You tell me I shouldn’t talk of him like that, but maybe you are the one who is trying to avoid the truth. You aren’t ready to see him as a man, yet it wasn’t my touch that turned you on. It was all those thoughts of him. He is a man and as a woman, you want him. In the way that a woman wants a man. That desire, those carnal needs don’t make all the good qualities of him, that you said, any less. He is all those good things… and more.<br><br>Mallory, you are getting angry at me because I speak of him as a sexual being. I see him as a man, as one who can give and receive pleasure. Are you afraid? Are you jealous that someone who sees him like that might take him away from you? Kevin is young and young men are filled with lust. He might not show it, but he has his needs too. Maybe he is waiting for you… but he can’t keep waiting forever. At some point he will meet his limit, and then it’s up to you will he come to you or will he find his happiness from the embrace of someone else.”<br><br>She could be wrong, but Nerissa herself believed in every word she said. She didn’t get angry at Mallory, or even annoyed. The fox just sat there, at that safe distance, and looked at Mallory with curiosity. It was interesting to see her come across with all these new things.&nbsp; Kevin wasn’t half bad looking and Nerissa definitely had a thing for warriors, but knowing that Kevin was so clearly reserved for Mallory she didn’t even go further than that in her thoughts. If Kevin didn’t have Mallory stamp on his forehead, then maybe...<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 06:55:30</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory Minato|Mentioned: Reckley Stiles<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> After School Reading<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br><hr><br>Kevin was suddenly uneasy. "Don't worry about it. Really, don't. I just saw him and... well never mind that." Kevin's hand was behind his head and he was largely mumbling. He gratefully took the handkerchief without thinking twice and wiped himself off. "Thanks for that. I guess I'm sorry too. Not, you know about getting you away from Reckley, but, you know, having to see me like that. It can't be pretty to look at..." He tried giving a grin, but it came out more like a grimace.<br><br>Mallory told her story and Kevin listened. Even if he couldn't quite look straight at her, it was obvious he was paying attention. "I'm sorry about you and your Aunt. There's always something... I don't know... weird about how she acts towards you. My parents - love em or hate em, you know where they're coming from. They're the reason everyone else thinks I'm so screwed up I guess. We've got that in common." Truth be told, for all their differences they had a lot in common. "Anyway, if there's one thing I don't really care about, it's what others think of me - most others anyway. That's something good I got from them I suppose." Then he hardened again. "Though I suppose we could have used Reckley to care about us less." He sighed and leaned back.<br><br>"I don't know what he'll do next. I hope he'll have learned his lesson. Chances are..." Kevin added with a shrug, "he didn't. So we just keep our eyes open and try and keep safe."<br><br>His own father's words suddenly ricocheted in his skull. <em>You can't be everywhere. Sometime she'll be somewhere and you won't. Then what?</em> The way his father (and mother) acted about relationships, it was a miracle he was born at all. It didn't matter. She was always there for him; the least he could do was return the favor. "If he comes back, I'll be there." And here Kevin looked up with fire in his eyes. "You can always count on that, Mal." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 07:33:37</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"... I admit, when I first saw you, I didn't really know what to think. You were beyond anyone I've ever had to train... Seeing a trunk full of guns wasn't really what I expected to see from a demon either, least of all from one that looks like you." Albion mused quietly, closing his eyes and shaking his head. "But... I can appreciate you wanting to try and live a peaceful life as much as you can here. I know things here will never be the same now that demons walk the Earth, but... We can make the most of it with those who are willing to coexist." He continued. She didn't want him to be so jaded, but it was just impossible for him not to be... Everything that's happened to him just wouldn't let him enjoy a normal life again.<br><br>"Kind... I suppose I stopped feeling kind a while back. It never really got me anything but trouble and pain." He continued, despite the fact she had pointed out he was being kind already by petting her... He could find no real fault with that line of thinking. "You talk to me like I don't know how to pet ears... I've taken care of dogs, you know... Though I suppose this is the first time I've pet a fox. Especially one this big." He remarked in a way that told Neri if he could grin, he probably would be doing it right now. Though trying to pet her while he was beneath her made it seem less like he was petting her and more like he was encouraging her for something else...<br><br>"I'm... Not quite sure that was the intent... But then maybe it was. Mom said she wanted to name me Albus, and I guess dad offered the Albion name. My hair and skin being like this was purely coincidental." Well, maybe. Neither of it mattered much when she just leaned in to whisper and speak into his ear that if they became more than friends, she would shorten his name... "Then I suppose you should get used to Albion..." Was all he could say. He had no intention of forging a relationship... Not now, maybe not ever again.<br><br>This fox did not know the meaning of personal space, it seemed. More to the point, it seemed in her happiness and glee, she overlooked the part of his sentence when he was uncomfortable or called it not proper. &nbsp;Is... This going to he a recurring thing?" He almost didn't want to know the answer. Something told him the answer would be something approaching yes... Or worse, she didn't answer and left him in the dark until it would happen again.<br><br>Shaking his head, he sat up and pushed Nerissa back gently until she was straddling his lap while he was upright. "You really should contain those protective impulses... One day you're going to run into someone who will take advantage of that." He frowned, not wanting to say anything about her plans for him. When it came to her though... Well, maybe the right one existed for her somewhere out there. However, the truth about the 'pact' Nerissa had formed with him came out, which... Made him raise a brow. "So... You cut your hand and worked a little magic to make me think our lives were bound and try to deter me from that? ... Heh, now there's a Calder lie that fooled me. But I'm glad then, that my life isn't bound to yours." He sighed with just a little bit of relief, tilting his head up as his hand brushed the back of her head.<br><br><em>'There's no telling how much longer I'll be here. You've still got a life ahead of you.'</em> He kept his thoughts inside, not wanting to disrupt the resting vixen after the ordeal... Though- "How long do you plan to be like this? You should get up and go when you have a chance, you don't have any other reason to be out here right now... And I cant stay sitting lIke this forever."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 08:25:27</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa noticed a difference in the way he spoke. Before there had been no hesitation, no wondering between his words. Now Albion seemed to think more what he said and how he said it. Maybe he was a good guy after all, under that mean human act. “I have got many friends from being kind. I like to think that if I’m kind to others they are going to return that to me. Oh, comparing me to a dog. Many fox demons would be mad at you for saying something like that. I don’t mind personally. It’s your human way of trying to understand my kind.”<br><br>When Albion told her that, she better get used on calling him Albion, she laughed. “Well, aren’t you a tough one. I think I’m going to like you. It’s nice to have male friend who actually looks at my face when he is talking to me.” Nerissa knew how people looked at, and sometimes it bothered even her. Though she tried to take is as admiration and not be bummed by it.&nbsp; <br><br>“You mean licking? I think so. You are a sad man so you need lots of comforting and licking you is comforting. Didn’t it make you feel much calmer and cared? Or do you prefer something else? I can pet your hair, or stroke your back… or something like that. Whichever feels the best to you. Don’t even think about saying that you like the best not to be touched at all. We are this close and you are still alive and doing well!” The girl was so careless when she spoke to him. Nerissa didn’t move anywhere when Albion sat up, she just let him push her upper body up and by that change in the position her weight was now purely on his lap. <br><br>“Hmm… I think you are right. One day someone might take advantage of me, but it’s the risk I’m willing to take. If I knew that someone got hurt and I could have stopped it… I would regret that much more than taking an action and being betrayed. I hope that won’t happen… but I know there is the possibility it will happen and I will get hurt or killed. But… I don’t want to live being afraid all the time and just doing the safest choices. I have been afraid enough in my past. I want to live my life to the fullest now. Nevertheless, I do appreciate your concern.”<br><br>Nerissa couldn’t help smirking at the way he said things. “When I have a chance? Are you going to do bad things to me if I don’t make my escape now that I have the chance? You aren’t like that. You were just in life threatening situation and I don’t feel anything hard under me. If you were someone who gets excited by the thrill of being in danger, I would. And then it would be much more likely that you also enjoyed fear of others, maybe pain too. I think you will prefer being called professional and that’s why you are so calm, but I think you are too dead from inside to get an adrenaline rush from such situation. <br><br>But you are right. We can’t stay like this forever.” Yet she didn’t do a thing to get up or move somewhere else. “Albion, what do you like to do in your spare time?” <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 10:18:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa, Kevin (mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> It’s not that simple<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>As Mallory stayed quiet, she let Nerissa speak her mind once more, the fox girl going on another tangent, however this time the words were really directed about Mallory's insecurities; apparently, at least from what said girl thought to herself. It was true, men had urges and needs, but to think about that so easily and so suddenly about her best friend was something she didn’t want to have to ponder on. Especially with everything that had happened between them this past week, there was no way she could even think about that. The two were close, and even more so after what had happened, but right now, all Mallory thought about was how she wanted to be there for her friend.<br><br>Everything that Nerissa was saying made sense, but she couldn’t think about that sort of stuff right now. Not because Mallory didn’t think of it and not believe it to be true, but more so it being the wrong time for any sort of thoughts or attempts at confessions. “The two of us...we just need time to think.” &nbsp;It wasn’t an excuse, it was a legitimate reason; to Mallory at least. “We’ve only been here a week, and after what happened that got us here, I don’t think either of us are really thinking of changing our relationship.” As for Nera’s last question towards her, Mallory gave a bit of a frown, looking away for a moment.<br><br>“...I can be worried for my friend.” &nbsp;Worry and jealous we’re two different things, and more than ever, Mallory was worried for Kevin; scared even. He was going into a field of labor that out him in the line of fire, straight into danger. That wasn’t worrying in the slightest, and it only made the girl feel more stressed than ever. “It’s not jealousy, far from that; I just don’t want him to get hurt. Both physically, and emotionally.” &nbsp;Both of them were broken, but more so than that, Mallory didn’t want to see Kevin get hurt by others.<br><br>He’d already had it rough with his parents, being taught how to be strong, yet at the same time, wasn’t given much in terms of close affection or familial bonds with his own parents. Mallory remembered when he had confided in those feelings, when she had done the same about her own Aunt. <br><br>The two were quite similar, she remembered.<br><br>But Nerissa’s words still seemed to tug at something inside Mallory; a feeling of something, akin to worry. Was it jealousy? Over who? It didn’t feel like that though, now that she thought on it more.<br><br>Was...was Nerissa right? About her having feelings for her best friend?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 10:28:25</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"Given what I heard earlier, one might be concerned as to how many of those are actually 'friends' and not just people already waiting to take advantage of you... But that's not really my place to ponder, I'm only here to teach you how to defend yourself." Albion mused, before he gave an indifferent shrug. "Sorry... I've never really pet a fox before, so a dog is the closest thing I can compare it too. Your... Fox form was cute." Perhaps the easiest way to his heart was probably going to be running circles around him with that form... Now if only he could show a little more emotion...<br><br>"If you can like me after how I treated you earlier... You might not be right in the head... But yeah, that's what I mean about you having friends and people just waiting to take advantage of you. Some might act nice, some might say things to flatter you, but most just intend to have their way with you if you let them... Inside of SOPHE and out." Maybe she already knew this and their oil advantage of it. At the end of it all, it was her choice.<br><br>So the licking... Was just a way to try and get him to feel better. Maybe it was a demon thing, specifically between the fox demons? "I've never heard of that, but... I suppose it makes sense. Still, if you really want to do something like that..." He trailed off, frowning she had already cut him off from choosing he'd rather be left alone. "A shoulder to lean&nbsp; on is comforting enough, in private or public. Though with any luck, I won't need it." He admitted flat out. She would at least have the option to offer it if he ever needed it, though.<br><br>Once more, his hand came up to gently pat her head. "As long as you're aware of the risks and this is what you want to do, then I can't say anything to stop you. It'll simply be our job at SOPHE to try and keep you safe, either through training you or maintaining security over you." He nodded, appreciating her resolve in sticking to what she did best. All he needed to do was stick to what <em>he</em> did best now.<br><br>His eyes narrowed as she joked about him doing bad things to her if she didn't move... But she had read him like a book in that she knew he wouldn't. It wasn't entirely true, but he had controlled himself enough that the only place he could let out that kind of behavior was when he wasn't working. "Am I that easy for you to read? Perhaps I'm just predictable or boring then... Not that this is a problem for me." He looked about as he waited for hee to stand up... Only to sigh when she didn't. "It depends... I'll go to a tavern to hang out sometimes, wander Tokyo, rent company for an evening, go eat at a fast food place... What's the curiosity for?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 10:53:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“Aawww! Did you just call me cute? Careful there tinman. You might rust if you start going soft on me like that” Nerissa giggled and ruffled his hair. “And then you ruin it by saying things like that. I think there are different kind of friends… Those you have fun with, those you work with and… I guess I don’t have what you call actual friends yet. I get along with people, but I don’t have anyone I feel like I could bother with my problems or… Let’s just say that you are right.” Nerissa ended it quickly with a smile. Just like she said, she didn’t want to bother others with her problems, so she kept up her cheerful appearance. <br><br>“Oh, no. I don’t think you are that easy to read. I like observing things and people. It was all just a lucky guess. I don’t think you are boring and I sure didn’t think that things would end like this, so I can’t say you are predictable either. I thought that you brought me here so you can strangle me and cut my body into pieces before burying me around Tokyo.” And yet she had been stupid enough to follow him here. This fox must have Lady Luck on her side because she was still alive.<br><br>“I like being close like this. I’m not seeing anyone and you feel like someone I would like to cuddle with. Okay. I’m getting up. I know I have overstayed my welcome in your lap.” The girl chuckled as she got up. “A tavern? Let’s go there! I will offer you a drink. Or a meal if you are hungry. You said you do things like that with your friends, and we are friends now. It’s something you like, so let’s do that. I want to do something with you, to get to know you better. <br><br>Oh, you don’t need to rent company anymore. I can be your company and you don’t need to pay me. That’s what friends are for, right?” The girl said it in such a careless way, like it wasn’t a big deal. To her it wasn’t because her naive mind thought that with renting company Albion meant that he paid someone to talk with him and listen his worries. Nera didn’t understand that it was other kind of company that the man rented.<br><br>While she stood there her hand kept bleeding. Her fingers were already covered in blood, and small red drops fell on the ground slowly. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 11:03:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Reckley Stiles, Kevin Finch, Hanna (Mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Need to Get Away<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Clothes (https://i.imgur.com/rH3tFvs.jpg)/Hair Style and Glasses (https://i.imgur.com/5vPZGY8.jpg)<br><hr><br>Mallory couldn’t help but smile a bit at Kevin’s somewhat uneasy and flustered state, even if it was minor. He always seemed to get a bit self conscious whenever she complimented him; he mostly wasn’t used to it, least of all his parents. Kevin deserves though, at least all the thanks she could give for what he did for her. Though his look of hesitance towards his actions he took made her frown a bit, moving closer as she shook her head towards his word.<br><br>“You really think I’d be freaked out by you?” &nbsp;If anything, she was surprised, even impressed by what he had done. How he was able to keep his fighting prowess a secret, she could never seem to have known. &nbsp;“Kevin, you were amazing. I’ve never seen anyone do something like that before.” &nbsp;She moved closer before sitting down next to her friend, the mood beginning to turn less sullen as they talked. <br><br>At the mention of her Aunt, and his own parents, Mallory gave a hum in thought; they did seem to have the same problems, now that she thought about it. &nbsp;“Yeah I guess you’re right. My Aunt isn’t what she shows herself to be when she’s in public; it’s...just fake. Your parents are tough on you, but at least you know they care. I never know when it comes to Hanna.” &nbsp;Calling her Aunt by her first name was something she only did when said Aunt wasn’t around; Hanna would berate her until nightfall if she heard her disrespect her in any shape or form. <br><br>As she listened to Kevin, she leaned her chin against her arms, which had been propped on her legs, huddled close to her. The sky was still gray, but their momentary panic from running had turned peaceful; it was like their own little secret oasis, away from all the responsibilities of life. “Yeah if that Reckley guy could have cared less, we wouldn’t be here.” &nbsp;That was for sure, Mallory thought to herself. She looked back at Kevin, her look calm, almost thoughtful as she spoke. Though, at the mention of having to keep on their toes, Mallory gave a nervous look.<br><br>“Hopefully he doesn’t come back tomorrow. If anything, we may have to find a new meeting spot.” &nbsp;At least with that, they could have some time to figure out what to do, and hopefully not see the guy again. &nbsp;“I still don’t know why he did all that. He did seem really irked at you, for some reason.” &nbsp;Her momentary confusion however was dwindled by determined words from her friend, and for a moment, she almost missed them.<br><br>“...” &nbsp;She raises her head as she turned to look at Kevin, and in that moment, she was almost at a loss for words when she saw the look in his eyes. Determination, and more so than ever, a promise. &nbsp;“Kevin...” &nbsp;For that one moment, her heart beat just a bit faster, and the faintest hint of red flushed across her cheeks; the grayness of the clouds may have muddled the light, just making it barely visible. She huddled her legs closer to her, eye glancing away from him for a moment, before she spoke.<br><br>“I know you said you don’t care about what people think of you, but if it’s worth anything, I don’t think you’re screwed up.” &nbsp;Her nervous gaze glanced back to the red-haired male, and she could feel that same warm feeling across her cheeks. “You’re kind, and you’re the bravest person I’ve ever met. You may not show your emotions too often, but...you show them in your own way.” &nbsp;Her foot tapped lightly against the ground, small pieces of wood and branches moving along her shoe as she moved. <br><br>“So believe me when I say you’re not screwed up, you’re just...you.” &nbsp;Her gaze was soft as she looked away for a moment, before she spoke once more; her words were soft, almost as if she had been hesitant to say them.<br><br>“Besides, I like you just the way you are, no questions asked.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 12:06:37</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><hr><br>Time to think what? What was there to think? Nerissa didn’t understand a thing about that, but she let it be so far, because she heard something else interesting. “What happened? What got you two here?” Nera asked, while slowly wagging her tail under the water. She hadn’t heard the story behind it all, but it sounded like it might be worth hearing.<br><br>“There is nothing wrong in not wanting someone dear to you get hurt. But unless you are planning on hurting him, why do you think he would get hurt? If you don’t want to go forward with him, you need to let him go and be with someone who wants all of him. That’s what you do when you care for someone. If you can’t make him happy, you let him be happy with someone else. Put some trust in Kevin. He should be wise enough to make smart decisions. Decisions that won’t get him hurt and even if he doesn’t… that’s how things work. We have to make mistakes to learn from them. You are both so young that you are bound to make mistakes. Don’t let them break you apart. Learn from them and never repeat those mistakes.”<br><br>This Mallory Kevin situation sounded complicated. Maybe there was something she didn’t know? Because why else would Mallory be so clearly aroused just from the thought of the man? Well, Mallory was young herself, so maybe she was simply horny. “Do you have toys Mallory? I think you might need some relaxation from sex and if you don’t want to be with Kevin, or someone else, the next best thing is getting a toy. If you want, I can help you buy you something that will feel nice.” Nerissa was genuinely trying to help her out. Mallory would be way less uptight if she gets to have some fun, with someone or by herself!<br><br>“Alright. Our roles have changed. It’s your turn! Give me your worst!” Her tail was wagging now faster, from the excitement of this simple game. Nera took being questioned as a fun challenge.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 12:59:20</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"Your <em>fox</em> form. You should practice a little more self-restraint before I can start considering your humanoid form cute... Hmph, Tinman." Albion snorted at the notion, but maybe she was right. Wasn't the Tinman heartless? "You say I ruin it, but I'm just speaking the honest truth as I see it. Again, you're welcome to fool around at your leisure, just know what you might be getting into, and don't come crying to me if you get burned for it." He sighed. Little would he know what the future had in store for him... If someone told him he and this vixen were going to become a lot more involved than they were right now, he might have laughed despite his apparent inability to.<br><br>"I guess I'll just warn you now then: I'm not someone you really want to read or get a better understanding of. It's better to just think of me as your instructor or... Well, I guess friend now, but that friend you can forget about down the line." He gave a half-hearted shrug... Though knowing her, she probably would never leave well and good enough alone. "So... You followed me here despite that? ... I'm not sure what to think about that besides wonder how you've managed to live this long."<br><br>He almost narrowed his eyes and grunted at her to get off of him, but she realized soon after she'd finally overstayed her welcome and climbed off of him. Slowly standing up, he dusted himself off and pocketed his hands. "I'm not sure if I should he taking you to a tavern with me... But I suppose it couldn't hurt. We'll worry about what to get when we get there." He spoke up before he shook his head. "You... Don't understand why I rent company, so it's better you don't know." He sighed, shaking his head and preparing to turn away before he cast his gaze downward to observe the flecks of sanguine that dotted the grass.<br><br>Somehow in her moments to help and comfort him, she forgot to care for herself... Closing his eyes he dislodged his tie from around his neck, reached into his pocket to withdraw a cloth, and took hold of her hand wrapping the tie around the cut she made in her palm, pressing the cloth in to help soak the blood. "You should learn to take care of yourself before you entertain thoughts of trying to care for me... Come along, let's find somewhere to drink at." He hummed, pocketing his hands. "We'll take your car. Just, drive safely this time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>10-09-2020, 20:06:34</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range &gt; Gentlemen’s Club Divine<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“I have a strong will to live. I wasn’t going to just stand there and let you kill me.” Well, he might have done it despite her best efforts anyway, but Nerissa didn’t want to think about that. Albion didn’t come here to murder her, so it was all fine. <br><br>“I might not understand it, but if you are lonely and need someone to talk to I can listen.” Albion’s attempt not to be crude had ended up in that the fox demon didn’t understand what he had meant. The simpleminded creature looked at him in silence when he used his own tie to do a makeshift bandage on her hand. “Thank you…” The girl mumbled. She picked up her things and rushed quickly to the man before he got anywhere, placing the ammo box in his hand and slipping the pistol into his pocket. Then the fox demon poofed into her fox form, holding one paw up in the air like she was the most miserable and helpless creature on earth, looking with those big eyes up at the man until he gave up and carried the fox back to the parking lot. <br><br>After returning to her humanoid form the girl unlocked the car and pulled a first aid kit from under a seat, flopping at the hood. Sitting on a side of the hood she let Albion take care of everything from cleaning the wound into bandaging it with a clean roll bandage. In the heat of the moment Nera had cut herself deeper than she meant to, but it wasn’t severe enough to need some stitches. One her hand was all patched up, she thanked the man and they were ready to go. <br><br>Her driving could be hardly called safe, even when she didn’t attempt to take all out of the small engine of her Nissan. Nerissa was a fox and in her real form she was used on moving fast, making fast turns and zigzagging between moving objects, and somehow she transferred all that into her driving. The fox demon would have a promising career as a taxi driver in India. <br><br>With Albion’s instructions they arrived at the tavern. Nerissa wasn’t sure what she had been expecting, but when she saw big golden letters spelling:<em> “Gentlemen’s Club Divine”</em> she thought it was an odd name for the place. Nerissa started to think they would walk into a place where old men spend time drinking cognac and smoking expensive cigars, sitting in antique leather chairs and reading news papers or talking about golfing or stocks. Albion sure was gloomy enough to company like that. It would make up for what he didn’t have in years. <br><br>When they stepped in, Nerissa wasn’t greeted by the smell of luxury cigars and cognac. There were some old men and leather chairs though, so she got that right. The fox demon looked at the dimly lit space, which expanded in two floors. The place had a old western style mixed with more modern looks. (https://i.imgur.com/ClgU8bv.jpg) Couch groups were in shadow while one big and two smaller stages were properly alight. At this hour it was still rather quiet and there weren’t many customers in addition to them. On a stage was a girl with long gazelle legs dancing to a music. (https://youtu.be/jeo3an2M_Lo) At this point she had nothing but her little thong and super high heels on. <br><br>Albion could see that the little fox demon started to slowly understand where he had brought her. One could expect that the confused look would soon explode into a slap on face or a snappy kick in nuts, accompanied by not so flattering words before the girl would storm out. Maybe that was what the man was hoping for.<br><br>Nerissa slapped her fist against her palm, which made her instantly remember that she had a fresh wound under the bandages. The girl grimaced but despite that she sounded happy from her little discovery. “Ah! By renting company you meant you buy sex! Well… I guess it’s one way to satisfy your needs. I have never been to a place like this. How does this work? We get drinks first and then we give money to the ladies for their show? I wonder if I brought enough cash with me. This is going to be fun!” The eager fox demon grabbed Albion’s arm and headed for a bar counter already, dragging the man with her while wagging her tail. "We only watch or do we dance too?"&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>11-09-2020, 02:33:56</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range - Gentlemen's Club "Divine"<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"... I'll hold you to that. You'll need one in this line of business if you plan to go far. Don't wind up in the ground lIke others before you." Well, they might have been friends, but Albion still sounded as grumpy as he did when she first met him... But at least he didn't treat her like a parasite or a liability anymore. Even if it was founded upon false interpretations and a little bit of a white lie, he had an appreciation for her following through no matter the outcome. <br><br>Still, she tried to keep up her friendly demeanor... He could only see trouble in the future if she remained that friendly to others even in SOPHE, but she knew the risks. Reclaiming the ammunition and the firearm she used, he pocketed as much as he could before looking down at her with her raised paw... Somehow, part of him should have known to expect her trying to coerce him with her fox forn... Naturally it worked too, as he reached down and gingerly scooped the creature up, shaking his head as he slowly made his way back to her car. <em>'You're going to be trouble in the future...'</em> <br><br>Getting back to the car had been a lot more helpful, being able to put the Shooting Range behind him and just relax in relative peace and quiet. Retrieving the first-aid kit from Nerissa, be was able to provide a more solid treatment for her round, reclaiming his partially bloodied tie and handkerchief. "It would he nice if you never try to pull a stunt like this again... But you have my appreciation for going out of your way to try and make me reconsider." The man spoke, before he buckled himself up in the passenger's seat and relaxed a little. All he needed to do was direct her to where they needed to go... Though getting a front-row seat to her driving ethic had been... New.<br><br>"I see you didn't take any of my warnings to heart... Maybe you would do better in the future being trained to ride a cycle or something. At least there you would have a little more freedom on the road." Albion sighed, unbuckling the seatbelt and climbing out of the car. Nerissa probably had no idea what she was about to get in to, but she would learn about Albion's proclivities in the evening real quick... Or at least merely a glimpse.<br><br>"Just like I remember." The white-haired male remarked as he stepped inside, hands pocketed before the mild outburst by Nerissa let her realize precisely what kind of company Albion bought in the evenings and why. "Ah, it seems the last racehorse crosses the finish line. You're welcome to turn back now." The man mused, guiding a hand to her head and giving a short, more jesting headpat as if it was one congratulating her for taking this long to realize what he meant. Though it was him who found himself surprised by Nerissa when she seemed entirely keen on joining Albion in this endeavor, even dragging <em>him</em> to the counter. "Hey, hey, slow your role, Nerissa... But yes, that's about the gist of it. Can also order food if you're feeling hungry, but it's always good business to throw a few dollars to the women, they try their best... Some a little more directly than others." He nodded to the more hidden couchest along the walls of the bar, which saw much more activity in the evening hours.<br><br>"For now... Don't worry about spending. I tend to come prepared for things like this. Just figure out what you want to eat or drink, and if you want some cash to slip to your friendly dancers, just ask."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>11-09-2020, 03:21:07</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 3:00 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nerissa's Bank | Pawnhouse Zaisan, The Gate<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: The Papayo, Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr>“I did think about it for a moment. He has the thing I need. He will not give it to me in exchange for money. He plans to give it to someone who outbid you to the point where he wouldn't even consider bargaining with you after you showed him a backpack full of cash and offered him the services of one of the greatest minds in the world. With all this in mind, the only smart thing for us to do is break into his shop, grab the statue, grab the guitar, and get back to SOPHE before the artifact auditors realized I took the haniwa.” There was not a single point of this that sounded peculiar in Toshiro's mind at the moment, and it was only the light but surprisingly cumbersome weight of the fox demoness that prevented Toshiro from executing his master plan.<br><br>Smiling slightly what was certainly intended to be a compliment with Nerissa referring to his plan as <em>'bold'</em>, Toshiro became much less enthused with her interjection that was laced with unfortunate and sobering logic. Tilting his head for a moment in genuine consideration of her words, Toshiro had to admit she had a point in how little information the pair had regarding the occupants of Pawnhouse Zaisan, although he had to correct her on a few things in a somewhat exasperated tone, “It could be worth dying for, because I don't know what it is. All I know is that the statue is powerful, and some powerful person who I also don't know wants it.”<br><br>Unable to shake Nerissa's surprisingly tenacious grasp loose through the meager strength he could muster and with all the the eloquent pleas of ,”C'mon,” and “Let go!”, Toshiro had to momentarily cease his charge in concession to Nerissa's unbreakable might and titanic will. Sighing in resignation, the defeated scientist continued with lessening irritation, “And I wasn't going to kill anyone with the gun, just... you know, point it all scarily. I pretty much promised Albion I would do everything in my power not to fire a gun again after we had a few... not great lessons.” For a moment Toshiro couldn't help but look to be on the verge of bursting out in laughter before a shadow fell across his features as the pleasant memory now shared an unbreakable link with one less enjoyable. Fortunately, his mind was soon relieved of this burden at Nerissa's unveiling of her arsenal of intriguing bombs.<br><br>“Two things Nerissa. One: I've never said anything bad about you, but if I had, I'd take it back. You're a remarkable genius and you deserve the best this world or any other has to offer. Two: You don't always need to be a good fighter if you have nice enough toys and are smart about using them.” Scratching lightly behind Nerissa's ears in approval for a moment, Toshiro held up one glass grenade in each hand towards the thin amount of sun that peeked between the narrow alleyway, one black, and one green, the pain of raising his arms above his head largely lost to fascination. As Nerissa explained their functions, Toshiro's eyes widened in both astonishment and admiration as he rolled them around in his hands in an attempt to understand how they worked. With all traces of previous concern lost to excitement and enthusiasm Toshiro fought off the desire to shatter the glass orbs immediately to see how well they worked before looking towards their creator with newfound respect, “All right, you've convinced me. We'll wait till it gets dark and then storm the place.”<br><br>Toshiro wasn't entirely sure how the orbs would come into play with their upcoming attack on Zaisan, but the ability to restrain and conceal had proven themselves to be immeasurably useful qualities to have in prior SOPHE operations, so he had little doubt that he'd and Nerissa would come up with a use for them in the next six or so hours. The remainder of the weaponry was, while potentially useful, less appealing in Toshiro's eyes, “I hope you're a better shot than me, and I really hope you won't get a chance to prove it.” Looking at the stun baton in silent thought for a moment, Toshiro assumed Nerissa had retrieved it from the detention floor armory back at SOPHE HQ, but he hadn't ever seen that particular model used on any of the many occasions that called for uncooperative prisoners to be pacified, “On a good day I'd be a bit more comfortable using that, those batons have saved my life more than a few times when I haven't made the right first impression on a few of the less friendly demons. Hurts like Hell, but I'd take getting zapped over being shot. Still, I'm betting the best way of doing this is to use those vine bombs? Are they thorough enough to keep their targets from making noise?” The implication was potentially unpleasant, but such a feature would be undoubtedly useful.<br><br>Taking a seat in Nerissa's car, Toshiro withdrew what appeared to be a palm sized compass with a plastic card similar in size and shape to a credit cart protruding from the side. “I'm not sure if you've seen these before, or at least not this particular model, but this is the answer to your question of whether or not the statue is in the shop.” Lightly rapping on the top of the compass for a moment while reassuringly stating in an almost cloyingly sweet voice, “Good morning little guy, mind giving me a hand with this?” The compass shuddered as if waking from a deep sleep before the needle abruptly began pointing towards the Pawnhouse. Around the glass window of the compass, an array of green lights began to flicker to life from the noon position, to the five o'clock position. Scratching his chin for a moment he gestured towards the lights before explaining, “The more of these flick on, the more the little guy is vibrating inside, the more the little guy vibrates, the closer we are to the item he has a taste for. In this case, the statue. From the looks of it, he's pretty confident the haniwa is in there.”<br><br>Without warning Toshiro tossed the compass to Nerissa before digging a small translucent jar of capsules and a can of BOSS Coffee BOSSPRESSO (https://www.napajapan.com/collections/boss-coffee/products/boss-coffee-bosspresso-espresso-blend) out of his messenger bag. Pulling the tab open, he leaned forward and relished in the nostalgic scent before opening the small jar. Placing a single capsule on his tongue, he swallowed it down with a long swig of that bittersweet nectar. Holding the can towards Nerissa in offering he asked conversationally, “So, we have a few hours to burn... Want to get some ramen? Or should we just wait here?” Toshiro's stomach offered up a long and mournful wail in response as he hadn't had anything to eat in all of the excitement of the last twelve hours, but he'd understand if Nerissa didn't want to wander around The Gate, especially with a backpack full of cash.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>11-09-2020, 04:41:31</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>An Outdoor shooting range <br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“I’m actually interested about learning to ride a bike, but I’m little worried that my tail might get stuck between the pins. And it was really difficult to get my driver’s license!” Considering how she drove it’s a miracle she got it in the first place, and somehow she still has it. <br><br>Nerissa narrowed her eyes and looked at Albion with a judgemental look. Even she understood that he was being sarcastic to her. “How should I have known that you do that? You don’t… Oh. I don’t know what people who sex look like. I guess you can never know who does that. Just like with any bad habit. Well, I’m not in position to judge you. As long as it makes you happy and no one gets hurts I see nothing wrong with that.” <br><br>The fox demon was already wondering should she head back to a street to draw some money, when Albion offered to pay it all. “Are you sure? I mean, I kind of invited myself here with you, so shouldn’t I be the one who offers? Oh! You want to be a gentleman and treat a lady? I won’t say no to that! Thank you kind sir!” Nerissa bowed her head a bit before she jumped on a high bar stool, making it spin around like a carousel. The girl stopped the spinning by slapping her hands on the counter. Like a friendly fox she changed some pleasantries with a bartender before asking for a menu. It was a simple menu, but this place probably didn’t attract customers with food. Nerissa ordered the Harrier and a ikayaki. “So, do you have your favorite girl here? Oh, do they have men performing here too? Do you like both? Women and men? Sorry. Somehow I just assumed that you are into women. You can like guys too. Nothing wrong with that. I do too.” <br><br>Restlessly the girl dangled her legs, not seeming to be too careful that it made her skirt raise a bit, flashing the lace border of her thigh socks. “Why did you join to SOPHE?” Nera asked once she got her drink and the squid on a stick. “Ooww! It’s hot! Do you want a bite?” The girl asked while swinging her remotely fallos symbol like food from side to side. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>11-09-2020, 06:34:11</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Pawnhouse Zaisan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>“Services of…? And what guitar? There was no talk about some guitar.” Nerissa ignored how swollen-headed Toshiro was saying that. He knew something he wasn’t supposed to know. “You understand the demon language? And you didn’t tell me about it before!” He could almost see how her mind instantly started to race through the phone call earlier, trying to remember had she said something that wasn’t meant for Toshiro’s ears. There was probably nothing bad… right? Rina took care of saying all the awful things. But it was likely that now Toshiro knew that she knew everything. Everything. <br><br>“Well… I’m not going to tell anyone what you did… or what you thought you were doing to someone…” The fox demon mumbled the rest. What was wrong with this human? Were all humans this suicidal?! Or did they all just gather in SOPHE? “Let’s not jump so fast on that it’s worth dying for the train. If it’s worth dying for, then we should…” ash someone else to die for it “ask someone who has skills for this kind of situations to do this so no one will die. But let’s just try to avoid that all together. How do you plan on robbing anyone with force when you are too weak to even shake me off?” You are truly miserable right now mister Date, Nera thought as she let his sleeve free. “Oh! He made you shoot at him too?! That guy really has to stop doing that!” Nerissa almost shouted the eyes wide before sighing. Now they had this problem to deal with, so Albion’s suicidal tendencies had to wait for later. Especially when it looked like Toshiro suddenly made a full 180 turn, from calling her cruel and a liar into saying she was a genius. The fox demon’s face brightened instantly. Her tail started wagging furiously and her eyes were beaming from joy when Toshiro was generous enough to give her some scratches. “You really mean that? Aawww! You are so sweet! Brace yourself because I’m going to hug you!” She warned a split second before wrapping her arms around the tortured human, being merciful enough not to squish him too hard. Instead she nuzzled her face on his chest. <br><br>“Oh, the vine bombs should be strong enough to hold someone in his place, but they don’t stop one from making noise. I tested them on Kairi from accounting and she sure did scream a lot. But I guess people do react differently to them. Albion was very quiet.” Though he looked like he wanted to murder her at that time, but to be fair, he looked like he was just one bad event away from wanting to murder everyone around him at that time. <br><br>“No, I haven’t seen that before.” And it wasn’t weird at all that he was talking to the little device like it was a living thing with conscience. Yet in a way it looked like it really reacted to his speech. “Oh… That’s great news, right? Now we know it’s in there, so we just need to wait and see if the papayo leaves with it or leaves it there.” With a simple thank you Nerissa took the offered can. “Are you sure you are okay? You just took some really strong painkiller, didn’t you? I can go to get us something to eat and you can just wait here. Sounds like you are hungry and I could use something to eat too.” The fox demon handed the coffee can back to Toshiro, with a playful smirk. “I think this was our first indirect kiss” The girl winked an eye before she started packing guns back in their cases, only taking the Sig Sauer with her, shoving it in a pocket of her jacket. <br><br>If Toshiro offered money, Nerissa refused to take it. Instead she just wanted to know what the man wanted to eat before leaving him at the car. Toshiro sure could use some rest. Toshiro had to wait for over a hour for the fox to return, but when she came back she had more than one plastic bags with her. <br><br>“Sorry. Did I wake you up? You can go right back at sleeping after you eat. It’s still hot. So, here is yours… I don’t mind keeping watch. I even bought myself something to read.” In one bag were their meals and in another one were some street treats she got. Two taiyakis and two sticks of dangos. Her Cosmpopolitan was shoved in the same bag with drinks, a small potato chip bag and two packs of Pockys. “Look what I found! You need to taste these. I didn’t know they are growing these here too now.” In a small plastic box she had green small balls, distantly reminding an egg. They were called Oricots, (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/76/0a/f7/760af74dc1c1e92e01b84865c5bef3dd.jpg) and in her world they were commonly used as a pain relief. Only side effect was a accelerated blood circulatory, but Nerissa thought that Toshiro would rather life with blushed cheeks than be in pain. Oricots tasted sweet and they were easy to find in the demon realm, so they were eaten there simply just as treats. <br><br>“Bon appetit!” The fox wished as she snapped her chopsticks apart. “Do you do things like this often? Borrow something from work without asking and get into trouble because of it? I feel bad for you. It sounds like you were just trying to do something good, and then this happened... “ Nimbly she spun ramen around her chopsticks while speaking. The fox demon moved the cardboard bowl closer to her mouth when she ate so she wouldn’t dirty her clothes. “Why were you more lonely last night than normally?” The golden eyes turned to look at Toshiro with her question. They had lots of time at their hands, and she saw no reason why not use it in asking questions.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>11-09-2020, 07:20:27</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor, Seated in Front of a Large, Bright Window<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Smart and Strange Doctor Toshiro and his Peculiar Marceline<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, and sneezing small, magical fireworks.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Causal, Mayan-like Clothes | Toshiro's Gift</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">“I will help with magic <em>only</em>,” Kyless answered, pulling away from the unique, demonic symbol of the Last, sitting back on the cold, boring tiled floor of SOPHE’s headquarters. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “The otherthings are… Pfft…” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Another frustrated puff of warm air escaped Kyless’ round, deep blue cheeks. She was confused by the story of the Doctor Toshiro. Confused by his human terms, and words could turn, and switch, and move, and even mean more than <em>one</em>thing. And worse still, there were other words, <em>surprising </em>words, that were important to humans, and for strange reasons.<br><br>Like this… Ah-ma-ter-ah-su. Ah-mater-ah-soo. <em>This</em>thing was a <em>sacred</em>thing… A sacred <em>name</em>. A sacred name who <em>humans</em> believed was the keeper of the sun. Kyless blinked her long, dark eyelashes at the bright, cloudly Outside just beyond the human glass. <em>A human God. Another one. Again.</em> Human gods were <em>peculiar</em>things and <em>not</em> <em>important</em>things to Kyless but if <em>human’s</em> believed this one did keep the sun, then why did they not ask it for a better sun, or a sooner sun, in the night that was too dark? And why did the path change? The path could not change, as it was made of magic. <em>Every</em>thing was made of magic. There was no animals or rocks to get lost in. It was almost like the Doctor Toshiro was speaking of <em>some</em>place else. “I thought you were <em>not</em> talking of your home, when you said a ‘night that was too dark’,” the trickster murmured quietly, as she solved her puzzlement for herself. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She set the Doctor Toshiro’s pencil on the tiled floor, letting it roll, and tap to a halt against his shoe. “I thought such a dark <em>must</em> be made of magic, but all the while you were speaking of <em>your</em> home. I thought you were speaking of <em>mine</em>.” Kyless raised her braceleted arm above the still sleeping, still purr-ring Marceline in their laps, palm towards, fingers outstretched, about to touch her <em>soft</em> very gently. Whatever place this too dark night was, it was <em>not</em> in the demon realms. It was <em>here</em>, in this ugly place with all of the horrid, human glass. The place that did <em>not</em> have other magic, other light, to play games with the too dark night. <br><br>The rules, of course, were <em>different</em> here. “Punishment.” The trickster repeated softly, as if lost <em>some</em>place, lost <em>some</em>place else, lost in her memories of <em>home</em>. Lost in what was <em>missed</em>. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “Yes,” said Kyless, her braceleted hand still and <em>hovering</em> over the still purr-ring Marceline, “there are <em>punishments</em> for those who lose. And cheaters <em>always</em> lose to Rulemakers.” But Kyless had <em>not</em> broken any rules, not there, her home, and certainly not here, at SOPHE. Here, it was not her fault that humans were silly, and often failed to make rules that were clear, and without loops. Kyless was the best at finding loops. Finding a loop would not cause a Rulemaker to win. So then why did Kyless still feel as though she was being punished? Her braceleted hand <em>trembled</em> above Marceline, just for a moment.<br><br><em>Because the Doctor Toshiro said Marceline liked her.</em> But Kyless knew Marceline did <em>not</em> like her bracelet, her gift, her <em>small</em> magic. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “May… be soon,” the trickster said slowly, as she ultimately pulled her braceleted hand <em>away</em> from Marceline. May be <em>some</em>other day, she would touch Marceline, but not <em>this</em> day. She could not, on <em>this</em> day. “But for now I wish to know…” Her braceleted hand curled into a <em>fist</em> as she set it on the <em>cold</em>, tiled floor next to her instead. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The Doctor Toshiro said that she would have to <em>follow</em> rules.<br><br>He said she had to be with <em>small</em> magic so that she could <em>not</em> hurt, so that SOPHE could <em>trust</em>. The others, he said, were human but also 'not'. That meant some were demons but… if Kyless had to <em>follow</em>, and had to <em>follow</em> all of <em>them</em>, the others, then all of the others would be <em>with</em> SOPHE. The others were all SOPHE agents and she was a…&nbsp; a <em>thing</em> that <em>followed</em>. Today, <em>this</em> day, she could not lead, could not play, and could not have fun. He… <em>He</em> had made her magic <em>small</em>, and made her into a <em>thing</em> that followed.<br><br>The Doctor Toshiro <em>may</em> understand magic, but he did <em>not</em> understand Kyless. He did not seem sad for her small magic, her sacrifice, on <em>this</em> day. <em>Did he not believe that her magic was just as sacred as the Jagraw’s? Even after all that she had told him?</em> The trickster was silent and still for a long time, looking at the view, <em>hiding</em> her hurt as best as she could. Then she turned sharply to Toshiro. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “You said I would be ‘glad to not be asleep’. Does that mean the ‘dance club’ I am traveling to now, with these others, is <em>Outside</em>? That is where I am going next, is <em>Outside</em>, to the 'dance club' for the mission?” Outside had to be <em>worth</em> her sacrifice.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>11-09-2020, 09:32:56</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range - Gentlemen's Club "Divine"<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>&nbsp;I suppose that's a valid concern. I've never really considered how a tail might be inconvenienced like that. Still most SOPHE agents get mandatory driving training anyway just incase. It's up to you if you want to learn to ride or not. We can sort out how to handle the tail later." Albion hummed. In the worst case scenario, she would just have to hitch rides with those who could ride a motorcycle if it ever became an issue. At least she probably wouldn't bother him about it.<br><br>Somehow seeing Nerissa look at him all judgmentally left him with a slight grin on his face. It looked as if when he wasn't really on-duty, he tended to... Not be so rigid, so aloof. "You <em>weren't</em>, but since you wanted to treat me, I suppose you have to deal with my bad habits too. Don't worry so much... It's just one day, you don't have to worry about being involved with my ideas for entertainment... Personally I mean." He quickly added to make sure she didnt think he might have thrown money at her for sexual favors. He was still firmly against relationships, at work or outside of it.<br><br>"Think of it as your celebration for not killing me. That should make it fine." He spoke it so casually, one might guess he still hasn't found that self-respect for his life that Nerissa wanted him to learn... Well, whatever, it was getting her free food and drinks, it was <em>probably</em> okay for now... Probably. "I... Guess if you want to see me as a gentleman, sure. Usually I save that kind of talk for my company, so... Don't make it too weird now." He aighed, rubbing the back of his neck. Letting Nerissa get her order in first, he opted for his usual brand of simplicity in <em>nikujaga</em> and a bowl of <em>amazake</em> with ginger.<br><br>"Nosy little thing, aren't you?" Albion squinted at Nerissa, before he shrugged. "Suppose it wouldn't hurt to tell. I don't really have favorites, my tastes are diverse. Yes, guys do dance here too, and yes I can enjoy both. First time was a surprise, thought I got a lady and they turned out to be... Well, not. He got disappointed, but he looked cute enough for it to not matter much. I guess Demon World has its own culture like that, and I didn't want to be the one to come off like a bigot... Besides, it was a pretty nice, empathic evening." He gave a soft chuckle. He would definitely leave it at that, as such tales weren't for the girl to know. "I'm more for the girls, but if the guy looks ladylike enough, I can share an evening... Can't say I mention that often, some people tend to witch hunt others for their preferences." He added with a drawn out sigh.<br><br>As the food was delivered, he placed his hands together and uttered a quick word, before he picked up the chopsticks to begin eating. A moment later, he set them down to ponder Nerissa's question. "Why I joined... It's a long story, and I don't feel like telling it. Short version is, I get to kill demons and I needed a job that let me put what I had to use. Not much else, I suppose." He gave a light snort as she didn't take time to let her food cool. "Silly thing, you should have let it cool down first... And no thanks, you can eat your own food." He shook his head, picking up a piece of potato to eat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>11-09-2020, 11:13:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Gentleman’s Club Divine<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“They might be bad habits, but seeing you have such makes you appear more humane. If all you did was work and outside work you would just stare at a wall that would be seriously worrying. I’m not worrying about being involved. As long as you don’t try to sell me it’s all good” Nerissa had a playful smile on her face when she said that. <br><br>“Oh. You shouldn’t remind me of that. It was scary… you are crazy. You shouldn’t do stunts like that. Hmm… So you are saving all your good behaviour to those who you pay from their company?” When Albion told her not to make it weird, it was like he had asked her to do it. “Ooh! Don’t be like that! I promise to be a good girl and let you do that thing you like so much to me if you buy me that diamond bracelet I have always wanted. Oh! Please, daddy!” The fox demon took his arm, just to hug it snuggly against her body, pressed between her soft breasts. Like that wasn’t weird enough she gave a wet lick on Albion’s cheek. There was the most mischievous sparkle in her eyes. “Weird like that? Okay. I won’t be weird like that then.” Nerissa let his arm free and patted his knee like she was comforting him.<br><br>“I don’t know if you have noticed, but the things you do are in a great conflict. You don’t want a relationship and I’m not sure if you even want friends, so you act like a bully on purpose to keep everyone away from it. Yet at the same time you seek places where you can watch naked people dance and I have a feeling you aren’t doing it from love to the art of dancing. On top of that you buy company. You didn’t say sex, you said company. To me it sounds like you don’t just look for a quick way to release some pressure, but you want some propinquity. If you weren’t that eager to close everyone outside your life you would have people who give you all that you need, for free.” <br><br>The fox squinted her eyes back at the man. “It’s called curiosity. I doubt you are going to tell me anything if I don’t ask you first and we aren’t going to get to know each other in the other way. So… when you were with a man who looked like a guy… were you still… doing the things that a man does?” Nera didn’t understand that some things were too private to ask. Especially from someone she had known only for some hours. But she was curious because this was a completely new thing to her. “If I was one you would want to buy, and let’s clear at this point that I’m a woman, so… If you bought me for a night or so, would you do things that men do to women or would you let me do things that men do to you?” In her opinion men were supposed to look like men and not something that could be confused into a woman, but Nerissa guessed it was a matter of taste.<br><br>“I thought you are the type who doesn’t give a damn of what others think about you. I’m surprised that you care of such things.” The fox demon blew her meat stick, trying with her lips this time that it wasn’t too hot to eat. “I guess because we are here you don’t hate all demons out there.” Like a typical woman the fox demon eyed at his food, but she didn’t ask to get a taste. Instead she waited for him to offer a bit from his own volition. <br><br>“Someone has tried to buy me. More than once. I thought that I should reconsider the way I dress, but then I was told that I shouldn’t change myself for people like that. One time a man who was older than me, or at least I think he was and that’s a lot because he was a human, promised to give me a car. It was a red car. Not the same I have now! Oh! That came out so weird!” Nerissa giggled. She was clearly doing her best to keep up a conversation, and showing that her knowledge concerning cars wasn't full of holes. It was a void.<br><br>Her eyes followed a dancer on the stage. Seeing a young succubus (https://i.imgur.com/wGJo9Y9.png) in a place like this didn’t surprise Nera at all. This was like an all you can eat buffet for a succubus to feed power. “I want to dance too… We can’t dance? We just watch?” Nerissa asked and glanced at Albion.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>12-09-2020, 07:57:26</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Outdoor Shooting Range - Gentlemen's Club "Divine"<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"I work only as much as SOPHE requires me to... Otherwise I just try to spice up an otherwise boring life. It isn't anything a newbie like you needs to worry about yet. From the sound of things, you seem to be active enough to not live the same kind of life I might." The white haired male hummed, before shaking his head. "Sell you...? I don't do trafficking... I don't whore associates out either." He groused, annoyed she would even consider him doing such a thing. Though he knew it was purely rhetorical, it still bothered him.<br><br>"... Stunts imply I practiced for that, that was..." He started, before closing his eyes. "It was nothing... In any event, yes. A lady trying to earn a few bucks doesnt want to have to deal with a grouch." He shrugged, reaching for a piece of meat along with some potatoes to press into his mouth, before he nearly choked on the display that Nerissa had suddenly sprung upon him. Company two tables over looked at the pair and laughed in delight while Albion hung his head, uncaring that his arm was being smothered by breasts... Or the fact she delivered a friendly, wet lick to his cheek that made him flinch to the side. <br><br>"Pain in the ass, aren't you?" He scowled, dragging his palm against his cheek as if to wipe the remnants of her lick off his cheek. "I keep a few friends at best, I'm not a very social person. Watching naked people has nithing to do with anything, and renting company for an evening is all about the illusion of having a relationship with none of the trouble that comes with it." Or any of the good, for that matter. There were just some things he couldn't get unless he was willing to risk having a relationship... And so far, he never pushed for it. "... Nothing in life ever comes freely."<br><br>"You're probably right, I would not. More to the point, I might not even <em>if</em> you do ask. Some things are best left unsaid. Like right now, you're not at liberty to know that information." The male narrowed his eyes on Neri, before reaching for his bowl of Amazake to sip. Such a vibrant flavor... Almost relaxing enough, we're it not for Nerissa's next question. He didn't even wait for her to finish before he took his chopsticks and swiftly swung them down atop her head with a sharp rap. It wouldn't hurt much, but she would get the message that he wasn't going to answer questions like that at all.<br><br>"Most things, sure. Some things will get you killed depending on who knows, though. It's just the way the world is. I don't let it bother me too much, but more sensitive people tend to be in more danger." He frowned, before he tilted his head back. "... Mm. There are some demons I hate, and no matter what I doubt I'll ever find it in me to like them. But as long as they do their jobs right, it won't ever go beyond petty grudges."<br><br>His food was beginning to dwindle slowly, without realizing she had been eyeing his food (or maybe he did and simply didn't care). There were only a few pieces of meat and chunks of potato left as he started to listen to Nerissa's story. "So that explains the comment about selling you... Hmph, so even back then you were turning heads for better or worse. But at least you had someone looking out for you... More power to them and anyone who helped you out of kindness." He nodded, not stopping to wonder how long ago was this, or even if the human was still around anymore. The comment about the red car eluded hin, but he simply assumed... Wait, if she had more than one, did that mean she was rich?<br><br>Nodding to Nerissa as the Succubus began to dance, he leaned back and smiled. "Yeah... Just sit back and watch the show... I'm going to hit the bathroom real quick. Here's a few thousand yen if you feel like tossing some to her. Just stretch it out and don't blow the wad all at once. They work for it, so let them earn their pay." He moved out of the chair, stepping past Nerissa with a quick headpat before strolling off to the bathroom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>12-09-2020, 09:13:13</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Gentleman’s Club Divine<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“I’m not as much worried of your hobbies as I’m worried of you. It wouldn’t hurt to have something… less sex focused hobby. I don’t really think you would try to sell me, or anyone else either. I might be wrong, but I believe that you limit your vices to yourself.” <br><br>The fox demon pursed her lips when the man leaned away and even wiped his cheek. “Come on! It wasn’t that bad! You act like I have something contagious.” When it’s more likely that you are the one with some diseases, Nerissa thought, but she was too kind to say that aloud. “I don’t understand you Albion. You want an illusion of relationship, yet you don’t want a real relationship. To me it sounds like you do want a relationship, but you are too afraid of something to go for it. Or maybe you just haven’t found the one who will make you want to be in a real relationship. I hope that someday you will find someone like that.”<br><br>Her eyes widened from a surprise when the man proceeded to slap her with his chopsticks. The fox demon touched the top of her head like it was a much bigger hit than it really was. “Oww… I’m sorry. Jeez… That was unnecessary. You could have just said you don’t want to answer questions like that.” The girl murmured. Nerissa had only an empty stick left and she enjoyed her cold drink with small sips. Albion didn’t seem to be eager to give her taste of his food, and Nerissa let it be like that. <br><br>“Albion!” Nera sighed and hung her head in disappointment, not sure was she disappointed at herself or to the human.&nbsp; “I don’t do things like that! Why… do you even think I would? Of course I didn’t take his offer! I was in a real, serious relationship back then and even if I wasn’t, I wouldn’t sell myself. No matter what they would offer me. The old man was lucky because I was alone then. My husband was the protective sort. Once he broke a man’s arm so his bone stuck out of his arm because the poor guy suddenly grabbed my butt.” It was possible that the girl confused protective into possessive.&nbsp; <br><br>Her big fox ears flattened against the top of head when Albion’s hand closed, not being sure would she get a pat or a slap. But when it ended up being a pat the girl smile like a little sun. “Alright!” She didn’t understand why she had to make them work for it, but Nera trusted that Albion knew these things better than she did, so she took the bills and moved to sit by the stage. Judging from that others had been shoving their bills into her tiny top and thong Nerissa figured she could do that too.<br><br>Nerissa loved dancing. It was something she liked doing before she even came into this world, something she could just get herself lost into. Because of that she appreciated skills of the succubus when she was moving her body seductively around a pole. When the succubus came closer Nerissa reached to slip a bill between the side of her thong. She could absolutely get used to shows like these.<br><br>By the time Albion returned the fox demon wasn’t alone anymore. Two human men had joined in her company. The men in suits looked like someone who worked as a whitecollar worker in a mid-level position in some big corporation, and they had come here right after a hard day at work. Nerissa had her usual friendly smile on her lips, but her body language had changed. When she had talked with Albion her legs had been together, knees towards the white haired man and her ears were all up. Now her ears were a little lower and she had crossed her legs. The girl was holding a business card with both hands. <br><br><strong>^...you would get lots of money from it. Much more than you can ever make in that SOPHE place. It’s a completely proper and honorable business!^</strong> a man explained to the girl, veiling keeping his hand on her thigh into a disguise of being friendly.<br>“I don’t do it for money. I actually like working there” Nera answered, wondering if it would be considered rude if she escape from the situation by saying she needed to go to a bathroom.<br><strong>^You have admirably high morals. You could be famous! People deserve to see your beauty. The photos would be tasteful and elegant. There is nothing you need to worry about. How about we take you to meet our friend?^</strong> the another one suggested while keeping his arm on the fox demon’s shoulders, looking at her chest instead of her face.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>“I’m really not sure. I would like to have some time to think about it…” Nerissa said as she pulled her purse into her lap, slipping the business car into her purse.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>12-09-2020, 11:25:54</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)(https://images.wallpapersden.com/image/download/sung-jin-woo-solo-leveling_69016_720x1570.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel/Ryusei Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Three Lambs to the slaughter...and Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Intense Training<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Az - SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)/Ryu - Training Uniform</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> A fight was all about opportunities, even when you were the superior fighter. But when you were without a doubt the weaker person in a conflict, a good opportunity could be just what was needed to turn the tide. So while Azmodiel was dealing with the larger threats of the two hybrids attacking him head on, Kevin took advantage and snuck around behind him. And while the Elder Demon's senses, in combat and just in general were honed to perfection, Kevin being 100% human meant that he sort of blended into the background while Ryusei and Leasick were like beacons of demonic energy blazing brightly and yelling "HERE I AM".<br><br>&nbsp;That gave him the slightest chance to evade an immediate capture while Azmodiel dealt with the others. And this strategy, actually worked. Ryusei's ferocity and unpredictable movements combined with Leasick's dogged determination to leave at least a scratch on him with all out full-frontal assaults left Kevin to his own devices. Ryusei was taking a small break from being brutalized by his fathers counter attacks as Leasick prepared to once again go head on with him. And like Kevin, he was taking advantage of Leasick drawing attention, as he'd faded away into his friends shadow. Showing his fangs with a wild grin, Azmodiel's eyes blazed with passion when Leasick said he was about to turn it up a notch and tossed away his sword.<br><br>&nbsp;"Throwing away your weapon?! Interesting strategy. I hope it pays off for you." He watched and waited as his pupil charged up, then rushed forward so fast he kicked up a flame trail in his wake. "Bring it on!!!" Azmodiel began to move to dodge Leasick's speedy flurry of punches at the last second, but felt Kevin latched onto his leg, and couldn't move at the speed he wanted without hurting him. Taking advantage of Azmodiel's care for his students, he accepted defeat on that part and had no choice but to stay where he was. In front of him were so many punches, that it seemed Leasick had more than just two arms. <br><br>His speed was impressive, and would have likely overwhelmed a younger demon, or one not as powerful as Azmodiel. But the Betrayer had been born fighting, and was still feared on the other side of the veil for a reason. Skill, Speed, Strength, and more. Azmodiel had mastered them all and then evolved even further. He could see each blow as it was thrown, and right before the first one got close, Ryusei popped out of Kevin's shadow with his arms and legs wrapped in inky chains to attack his father from the side.&nbsp; <br><br>"Elder Demon, <em>son</em>!" Azmodiel bellowed with glee when the pair attacked him at once, their blows flowing in sync with one another and never getting in the way of the next attempt. It wouldn't take long for them to realize however that he was dodging every single hit (https://media1.tenor.com/images/b09fc2f2d6e0045527fa87780eb639bd/tenor.gif?itemid=8545712) while still rooted to the spot. Flexing the muscles on his arm, he suddenly slammed it forward, opening his palm to strike Leasick on the chest with enough force to blow him backwards yet again. Immediately after, he brought his knee up into Ryusei's chin, flipping him straight up into the air. <br><br>Then he fell to one knee and twisted his hip into a roll to bring Kevin flipping over with him and freeing himself from his grasp. As he went to stand, Ryusei was aiming down and going for another kick. Azmodiel blocked it with his forearm, and then the two began exchanging punches until a clean hit to the jaw sent Ryusei twirling through the air at least 40 feet away. Somehow the hybrid landed on his feet, but even then he still slid back another 10-15 feet before he finally stopped and fell to a knee. From that distance, the others wouldn't be able to see the angry look on his face, or how his hair was starting to turn white and his skin an ashen gray. "All of you are showing progress, but I'm not satisfied yet and I'm sure you aren't either! Come at me!!"<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>12-09-2020, 11:46:14</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Family</strong></span></div><br><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/4WYA2ZY.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a7/03/14/a703147d50902aa78ea9fc06d4f60cae.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Riko/Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 14th, 2001, 2PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Medical Wing Waiting Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Hanna Minato<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Murder on my mind<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Pictured</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> It was clear that Hanna was so wrapped up in her own bullshit, she couldn't smell herself. No amount of logic or facts would ever convince her that <em>she</em> was the problem, and that all of the thing she perceived as the world or her family being against her were caused by her and her alone. People like her could never accept blame when it was leveled at them, and because she was like that, the Tetsuda's had no choice but to watch her torment an innocent child they loved like their own son. Azmodiel wished this had happened in the demon realm; then he could have just killed her and taken the baby and because he was strong enough to kill her in the first place, no one would question his right to raise Yuna. But he had to follow rules here as much as he hated it. <br><br>"We want to give her a loving and supportive home. <em>I</em> want to be the mother she'll never get the chance to have now." Riko didn't care what Hanna said or did anymore. The truth was the truth. If they could get the baby, she'd raise her with so much love and care that she wouldn't even know she was adopted until she was old enough to learn the truth about Carol, and then, nothing would change. She'd still be loved. Az ignored her for a moment as the baby played with his finger, and he smiled, leaning down and cooing to the infant before booping her nose ever so gently.<br><br>&nbsp;She was small and cute and perfect, just like Ryusei had been. The difference being her eyes were the softest brown he'd ever seen, while his sons were fierce and blue. "Your racism doesn't hurt my feelings, but if you call her a brat in my presence again...there will be problems. You've already given her a name, at least use it." His eyes blazed with fury as he stood back to his full height and looked down at her when she pretended yet again like she was a saint. <br><br>"I'm serious, Hanna. <strong>I. Will. Know.</strong> And if you don't tow the line...I'll make you suffer for hurting that child." Riko walked over then, making cute noises and faces that the baby once again responded to, as if she knew who actually wanted and cared for her. "Even though we can't take you home, we'll always be here for you, dear one." When a new nurse appeared, the Tetsuda's looked to her while she gave Hanna the all clear to take her home. <br><br>Then as she told them their only option was to talk to Oei(again), they were unsurprised as it was just more of the same. "Rest assured we'll be talking to her again. As many times as it takes. And there's plenty you can do on your part. Growing a spine is a good start. Just no one seems to have the courage to do the right thing if the rules in place say different. Leaving an infant with an <em>aunt</em> who hated her own sister and actively harasses and taunts anyone she sees fit just because they're related? The Director will be hearing from us shortly," he said before shooting one last loving look at the baby, then turning on his heel and leaving. Riko glared at Hanna, then eyed the nurse as well because it was no secret the act Hanna put on and how she really was were as far apart as Mercury and Pluto. Then she too left, as there was nothing more they could do, and following Hanna home would only give her more ammunition to use against them.<br><br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>12-09-2020, 12:01:41</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nera's Apartment<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Slightly crumpled uniform</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> "This world is <em>very</em> different from ours, but that's not a bad thing. Neither is depending on others. But being able to count on yourself first and foremost, only asking for help when necessary is very important." Pausing for a moment, he smiled. "The human world <em>is</em> pretty fun though, isn't it? I never knew how much I needed video games, music, and the internet in my life until I crossed over, heh." When the recovery team arrived, he gave them a rundown of what had happened and the general time frame, as well as any other information he had; even the small bit the would-be kidnappers had given up before they died.<br><br>&nbsp;They had his and Nera's numbers, but he gave them the hotel location and room number in case anything important popped up and they needed to come see them in person. When they left her apartment, she laced her fingers with his and he was happy to hold her hand on the walk to the hotel. Dawn was approaching, and Azmodiel was already thinking about calling out after the night they'd had. They checked into the hotel quickly, and after entering the room, he hung his coat on the door and let Nerissa check the suite out. He waited while she did, and when she came back telling him how he'd spent too much and that she'd be happy with a smaller room, he put a finger on her lips.<br><br>&nbsp;"I earned so much money, gold, gems and artifacts back home that here in the human world, I have more money than I can spend in another 10,000 years. Our night was ruined, and your home was too. I can at least do this much for you. So let me." Their bodies pressed together and she kissed him, which he returned with passion. "I've experienced a lot in my life, so not much surprises me anymore. <br><br>But you haven't exactly been subtle," he teased. She saw him as a mystery, and wondered what he thought of her. What could he say? "I think you're beautiful. And that one day when you're fully grown, you will help change this world and ours. You kitsune have a habit of that. You're fun to be around, infinitely curious and inquisitive, and nothing but kind. If more demons were like you, maybe our home wouldn't be so awful at times."&nbsp; He kissed her again, sliding his hands down to her hips, then further and squeezing her lovely behind. "And I want you...<em>so bad</em>."<br>&nbsp;<br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>12-09-2020, 20:07:02</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Gentlemen's Club "Divine"<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"I told you already, don't bother worrying about me. You're only going to get yourself in trouble." The grumbling in his voice would be telling to Neri that he had no intention of changing himself anytime soon. Of course, she was right in that he needed another hobby that wasn't sex-focused... Actually, he did have a thought in mind after seeing what she could do earlier, but it was better to start small. "... Of course they're just for me. No one else needs to get dragged into them." He made sure to confirm her suspicions, lest she misinterpret what his lack of response meant. <br><br>"I couldn't be sure if you did, and I wouldn't want company to lick me and catch something from it. The more sensitive ones will probably smell it anyway." Unlike Nerissa, he had no qualms about pointing this out. Of course, by licking him, she had probably closed off his chances with at least a couple varieties of demons, but not enough to properly deter him... With any luck. For now&nbsp; he had to contend with the vixen's analysis of his life and how much it bothered him. Was he really that transparent? How was it this dumb, flashy fox could manage to pinpoint on his deepest-rooted issues like that? "Hmph, you make it sound so easy, but it never is." He sighed, leaving it at that. If he said anything else, she'd just get even more curious...<br><br>For now he only gave a bemused grunt as she responded to his hit. "You seem like the hard of learning sort, so I thought I'd teach you the lesson in a way you might understand. I bet it'll stick now." His own idea of a joke, to be sure. This was not the kind of company he expected to be spending the later hours of his day with... But it was a new experience, he had to admit. He was already spending money on her, even if it was for food and self-entertainment purposes... He didn't get the kind of joy out of it he wanted, but it beat feeling lonely.<br><br>Though her outburst surprised him, leaning away from her a bit. "Oh, I mean, you could have fooled me, you gave me the idea that you're not exactly resistant to less admirable advances." He male bluntly admitted, before shaking his head. "So... You had a relationship too then." Past tense... Much like him. "... He sounded pretty extreme, but can't be that bad if he fought for you."&nbsp; He almost wished he could meet the guy, to see who would have been crazy enough to date this fox long term.<br><br>For now&nbsp; his adventures I'm the bathroom thankfully went off without a hitch, looking himself in the mirror when all was done. He... Looked like he had a little more energy than when he started the day, maybe a little more life. He could tell when he was feeling especially shitty, he looked exceptionally haggard. Somehow, dealing with Nerissa had managed to restore a little life than waste it away, it seemed...<br><br>"... The little thing is more observant than I give her credit for." He sighed, hanging his head. She made fairly accurate calls on his love life, but thankfully missed the most important one: He had been through it once before and refused to let himself try again... For what reason, he hoped stayed locked away. He reached down to the running water of the sink, splashing his face and running his fingertips through his hair to refresh himself. "Have to smile for the ladies... Let's go." He assured himself before stepping out.<br><br>... And already he could see Nerissa landing herself not one but two guys... Well, from this distance her ears seemed drooped... Maybe she was playing shy and innocent? The small girl had tried to embarrass him earlier... Maybe turnabout was fair play. "Let's see how she likes being embarassed..."<br><br>With little warning, Albion approached the table and placed his hands upon it. "Well, well, I'm gone for a few minutes and I find some monkeys climbing my tree?" He smirked, causing the two males to flinch away from Nerissa when they realized she had company. All would have probably been left alone at that point, but Albion circled around and settled himself directly next to Nerissa, curling his arm out and holding her head to his shoulder. "Now how is a pair of clowns like you just going to walk up on my girl without considering if she's taken?&nbsp; Could you be... Planning to take her?" He narrowed his eyes.<br><br>"I hope they weren't planning to take you, sweetheart... You know how I get when people take things from me. Say what's that you've got in your hand?" He asked with faux curiosity as he eyed the card in her hand. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>12-09-2020, 20:54:43</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Gentleman’s Club Divine<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa had tried to explain the two that she had company already, but they had cut her mid-speech. For a moment the fox demon looked surprised from what Albion did and said. But it was just a small, fleeting moment, before a sweet smile came on her lips. The demoness didn’t try to resist when Albion pulled her closer, instead she leaned against him willingly. And did more than that. The girl slid her leg on top of Albion’s, placing her knee snuggly against his groin. The move made her skirt raise, showing off her thigh highs and a slice of naked thigh. The girl moved Albion’s hand on her hips like it was the most natural place for it be. <br><br>“Oh, don’t be mad at them my love!” Nerissa chirped and kissed Albion’s cheek. “That wasn’t the case. Relax babe. We don’t want to go through what happened at the Paradise again. It was such a hassle to get the authorities to believe that it was just self-defense. You know that I would never leave you for another man. You are everything I want” Nera said with a sultry look as she basically grinded her body against Albion’s side like a cat in heat. <br><br><strong>^Just like she said, we weren’t trying to… trying to do anything^</strong> the man in a dark grey suit said. He was visibly uncomfortable because Albion had suddenly appeared, but unlike his comrade he didn’t want to make a scene or get into trouble with Albion. So he ignored his rude remarks. The other one glared at Albion like he wasn’t going to swallow this so easily, ignoring the warning looks from his friend.<br><br>“They are friends. This is Kichiro and he is Shingo.” Nerissa introduced them before she gave the business card to Albion for closer examination. In the card stood: Hayato Ito, professional freelance photographer. And under that was contact information. “They told me about their friend mister Ito, who is a professional photographer and he could take photos of me for free. I could be a model! The whole world could see how pretty I am and I could make a fortune. Isn’t that great babe?” The fox demon explained with a faked over excitement while wagging her tail. Her fingers were on Albion’s chest. Her long fingers intruding under his shirt from the narrow space between buttons. While leaning her head on his shoulder Nerissa looked at Albion with such an adoring, you are my hero, look, that one could easily think that the look was genuine. <br><br><strong>^I don’t like the way you talk, gaijin…^</strong> The one named Shingo started. His friend moved quickly to him and shoved him in a side with an elbow to shut him up.<br><strong>^Ah haha! I see that you two want some privacy, so we are going to let you continue your evening. Have a pleasant evening!^</strong> He laughed nervously before attempting to leave the situation. <br><br>Nerissa saw what Albion was trying to do. Well, she didn’t understand that he was trying to embarass her with his act, but she understood that the man wanted to help her out of the situation. And she didn’t mind playing along.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>12-09-2020, 22:03:34</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Gentlemen's Club "Divine"<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br><em>'... Wasn't expecting an answer like that. Maybe she's better at keeping up false pretenses than I thought. The guys look shaken up at least... Just keep it up long enough until they go.'</em> Albion thought inwardly, keeping himself composed as Nerissa seemed to get... Entirely too comfortable with him. At the least, the longer the two men saw it, the more uncomfortable they would become. In the position they were in, Albion looked the part of a King with his beloved Queen smiling from safety. For good measure, his hands closed on her hip, giving a gentle squeeze as he licked his lips.<br><br>"Mmm... Yeah that was pretty bad, wasn't it? Those guys just got <em>so</em> mouthy, and I wanted to see if they could talk big with another hole in their face. I guess I kind of lost it... And in front if you, no less! What kind of man must I be ruining his girls' good day with a little bloodbath?"&nbsp; He lamented, shaking his head in disbelief as Nerissa's grinding seemed to put a smile back on his face. "Oh honey, you incorrigible thing, in front of company? We haven't done that since that one time.. " He trailed off, leaning in to press a kiss against her head, before he seemed to remember they had company.<br><br>"That a fact? Kichiro, Shingo, and someone named Ito, hm?" He would file the named away for later. <em>'This... Is this really her attempt to date? This sounds more like...'</em> It occurred to him that it was most certainly not her attempt at a date he was ruining... But rather, the men seemed like they wanted something out of the girl, and he managed to show up just in time. Of course, now he was locked into keeping up appearances... Well, at least until they left. "Giving my sweet thing the exposure she deserves, no foolin'? That sounds a little too good to be true! I keep hearing about these stories of guys... You know, going around preying on sweet, innocent young girls, and I just think 'What if that happened to my precious gal!?'. I tell you, I have killed before, and I would kill again. If I found guys like that, hoo boy..." He grinned, reaching for his Amazake and sipping from the bowl... Before Shingo spoke up.<br><br>"Ah&nbsp; just a moment!" Albion's eyes lit uo, as he looked at Nerissa. "You hear that? He called me 'gaijin'!" He faked a laugh, as he leaned his head back. "Gaijin. . Gaijin... It has such a nice, pleasant, exotic beauty to it to the unsuspecting. What else should they think at being called Outsiders? Gaijin..." He seemed to be rolling the word around in his mind... Before his free hand reached besides Nerissa's fingers running along his chest, removing his weapon from the holster before pointing it at Shingo's head, pulling back on the hammer.<br><br>"Gaijin... Let me hear that word... One... More... Time." He drawled the words out&nbsp; eyes narrowed to slits in a way one could easily mistake him for a snake, with all of the venom of one lacing his every word.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>12-09-2020, 23:26:08</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Gentleman’s Club Divine<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“Ooh! But you looked so badass then! It really turned me on!” Nerissa assured eagerly. Albion’s next words made her giggle, like she was embarrassed and thrilled by his words at the same time. “Mmh… How could I forget? It was so exciting. Do you remember how wet I was when you did me in front of everyone like that?” Oh dear. The things she was saying… They would be both embarrassed once they were out of this situation. Or maybe Albion was too jaded to even know what such a feeling was.<br><br>“You are so caring” Nerissa purred in Albion’s ear, just before nibbling playfully his earlobe. It looked like Albion saw right through what these two men had in their mind, because his assumption made them nervous. They changed looks. Kichiro swallowed. His smile was trembling. <br><br>“Yea, I heard that! So rude!” Nerissa chimed in. She had a feeling things would escalate from this point on forward, but despite fearing that might happen the girl diligently played her part. And then Albion pulled his gun out. Yep. The situation was really getting out of hand. Nera wanted to believe from the bottom of her heart that the gun was empty, but even she knew that Albion wasn’t the kind of person to walk around with an unloaded gun. <br><br>Shingo froze. The eyes big as tea plates he stared at the barrel like it had hypnotized him and he was unable to look away. The man looked like he might either faint or piss himself at any moment. The succubus on the stage saw what was happening and screamed with a high pitched voice before jumping down from the stage and skittered towards a backroom for safety. Her scream drew the attention of everyone else at the club to them.<br><br><strong>^He didn’t mean that!^</strong> Kichiro rushed to save his friend, somehow managing to gather enough courage to step by his side. Roughly he pressed Shingo’s back to make him bow in front of Albion while bowing himself at the same time.<strong> ^We are terribly sorry! Our deepest apologies! Shingo!^</strong> He grunted the last word from side of his mouth. Being called by his name seemed to make Shingo return to this moment.<br><strong>^I… I-I’m sorry!^</strong> he managed to stutter.<br><strong>^Let’s leave all this behind us. We want no trouble. We will leave you alone^</strong> Kichiro assured.<br><br>A bouncer of the club had noticed what was going on and headed their way. He was a tall, 10 inches taller than Albion, ox demon, with shoulders as broad as a door of a barn. With a swift move of a hand he moved the pair shivering from fear aside like they were just children. <strong>^Mister, that kind of behaviour isn’t acceptable here. I must ask you to leave. Peacefully.^</strong> the ox demon said.<br><br>Nerissa hoped that this wasn’t how Albion’s nights had a habit of ending. The fox demon wrapped her hands around Albion’s gun holding arm. “Let’s go baby. The mood here is ruined already. Let’s go home… and I will get us back in the mood in a shower. We can continue in the bedroom. You must have so much pent-up energy right now. I could put that black little latex outfit on and you could punish me in the most sinister ways until you calm down.” Albion could feel how she moved his hair and then her wet tip of tongue trailed on side of his neck. The girl sounded really excited to get into the bedroom action, but in reality her excitement was directed at getting them out of the situation without mixing the police in this situation. "I will let you do it in my bum if we leave now" The fox demon acted like it was meant to be a whisper, yet she said it aloud enough so everyone in their company heard well enough what she said. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>13-09-2020, 04:25:27</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 3:00 PM - 4:00 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nerissa's Bank | Pawnhouse Zaisan, The Gate<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: The Papayo<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr>“Well... yeah? Why wouldn't I speak demon? I work with, for, and on demons all day long, I'd be an idiot not to try and know what they're saying to or about me. I just kinda figured it'd be something you would have guessed.” Toshiro stared at Nerissa for a moment as if he was worried that she'd suffered some form of concussion by questioning the linguistic skills of Dr. Date Toshiro. With a sigh as he attempted to adopt a more considerate mindset, he added as he scratched idly at the back of his head, “I guess there's more than few people at SOPHE who don't speak any demon. Way I see it, it's like being a fisherman and not learning to swim.” Looking back and Nerissa with a small smirk of embarrassed appreciation he added, “Thanks for saying you'll be quiet about it. I don't really care if anyone knows what I do for fun, but I'd prefer certain people didn't learn about who I was... who I thought I was doing it to.”<br><br>Shaking his head at Nerissa's assumption that he'd get killed for his troubles, Toshiro started explaining, “Look, think of it as a mission. Seven times out of ten whenever I've been on a mission we've gone up against something stronger, faster, and or better equipped than we were.” Holding his arms out as if to emphasize his following point he continued, “But I'm still here! Why?” Not wanting Nerissa to ruin the moment by bringing up SOPHE's roster of talented allies that the twodidn't have, SOPHE's arsenal of spectacular equipment of which the pair had little access to, or Toshiro's usual capacity for remarkably fast running that was currently unavailable to him, Toshiro answered his own question with firm resolve, “Because we look at the goal of the mission, think on how to get it done without getting too hurt, and then we get it done. Easy as that.” It was rarely as easy as that, but the principle had still proven itself an invaluable one in conducting operations for SOPHE.<br><br>Looking suddenly taken aback, Toshiro's eyes widened in surprise at Nerissa's mention of Albion making her shoot at him, “Y-you're kidding right? He's still doing the... after I... what in the fuck is wrong with him!? Well I hope you missed because he has it coming after pulling that stunt again! Wouldn't have mattered as there can't be two brain cells to rub together in that thick dumb ass skull of his!” Propping up one elbow on his knee, Toshiro irritably began to drum his fingers on the dashboard as he seemed to consider something on the opposite end of the windshield in irrate silence. After a few moments he couldn't help but smile somewhat deviously as he answered Nerissa's followup question with a mixture of apology and humor, “Sorry for getting angry, it's just... it's such a stupid thing to do. Yeah he did it to me too, something about not taking the training seriously.”<br><br>With the grin widening Toshiro ran a hand through his hair before continuing between snorts of laughter, “Honestly he's... he's lucky I'm as bad of a shot as I am, I don't think I could have treated a bullet to the brain, b-but a gut shot?... Oh I was so scared at the time, but... but he made it through all right! Mostly. Damaged vital organs aren't the death sentence they used to be.” Tapping the right side of his stomach and wincing slightly at his own forgotten injury, Toshiro finished as he wiped a tear from his eye and tried to catch his breath, his stomach pain still dully announcing itself through the laughter, “If you ever see him without his shirt, ask him about the scar two inches to the right of his belly button, I'm sure he'll get a kick out of it.” The reality might be somewhat far from that, but Albion could use a bit of humbling, especially if he still thought playing William Tell with his trainees remained a good idea.<br><br>Nerissa returned from getting the food that she insisted on paying for by herself to find Toshiro with his eyes shut, but the calm demeanor in which he regarded her return spoke largely towards him having remained awake in her absence. “You're fine, I was just thinking. Did they have the spicy tonkatsu?” Eagerly opening the container that Nerissa handed him, Toshiro breathed in heavily of that delicious savory aroma that burned at his sinuses with its heavenly heat. “Thanks for the food!” Toshiro managed before he eagerly sipped slowly at the broth, the warm oily liquid a welcome balm against the mounting chill of the evening. With noodles still hanging from his mouth as he tilted his head slightly towards Nerissa's mention of the oricots, Toshiro stared at the collection green demon fruits in silence before grabbing one eagerly. After hurriedly slurping down his mouthful of ramen and cleansing his pallet with the cool coffee, he took a large bite of the oricot, partially as a sign of building trust towards his soon to be partner in crime, but mostly because he was being offered a new culinary experience.<br><br>“Offn? N'rly...” Swallowing down the mouthful of oricot before dabbing away the remaining juice away from his mouth with a napkin, Toshiro repeated himself, “Not really, usually I have enough time at the lab to study what I want to. This was a special case.” Taking another sip of a coffee, he pulled his tablet from his messenger bag, and with a few swipes on the screen, brought up a series of pictures of the haniwa statue. “Typically we're supposed to spend our time researching things that the higher ups think of as immediately important. Artifacts we quickly realize as dangers, species of demons that might not integrate to well on Earth without special accommodations, sicknesses from the demon world...” Toshiro's face noticeably blanched at the mention of this last topic, but he quickly continued on to his point, “Problem with the statue is, nobody can figure out what it does. Normally this would mean it gets put to the bottom of the list of things we need to look at, but I didn't think that was the right thing to do. Look at this.”<br><br>With a few more swipes Toshiro brought up a series of exceedingly complex charts and graphs before explaining, “Now you're an enchanter so I don't have to explain to much, but basically, this statue contains a level of magical energy on par with some of the more powerful demons and artifacts we're keeping secure back at SOPHE.” Tapping his fingers alongside the edge of the tablet with mounting irritation he continued, “But because it doesn't respond to any of our attempts to get it to do anything, some of the research heads figure, 'It's interesting, but we've got better things to spend our time on.' Lack of fucking imagination if you ask me. Could be a part of something bigger, could be we just don't know how to activate it at the moment, but the last thing we should do is just dismiss it. Least that's what I think. The way I saw it, and still see it, if they weren't going to let me have a look at it, I'd have to go around them. And here we are.” For a moment he thought of warning Nerissa against emulating his behavior, but decided that she'd be better at her job if she weren't hamstrung by unnecessary processes set up by bureaucrats and cowards.<br><br>All of Toshiro's enthusiasm for the conversation seemed to drain with Nerissa's last question regarding his loneliness the night before. Scratching at his chin in silence once again as he regarded the bite mark he'd made in the oricot, he decided that he owed her an answer after all she'd done and was willing to do for him. “Well it's just... Christmas is day you usually spend with others. Either someone close to you romantically or... well I used to spend it with my family. It was one of the few days of the year my parents would both have off of work to spend with my sisters and me. Problem is, memories of good things in your past make you really feel them when you don't have them anymore.” Toshiro smiled wistfully in recollection, before taking another large bite of oricot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>13-09-2020, 05:20:51</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Gentlemen's Club "Divine" -&gt; Nerissa's Car<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br><em>'What... How many depraved concepts does she know about? I just need to stay the course...'</em> Albion frowned inwardly. It was am exciting prospect to have relations with someone strong enough that they could look past the embarrassment of engaging in action in public... But he would never find it in himself to do something like that... At least he felt he couldn't.<br><br>"I know, you were something <em>special</em>... I've never felt you get so tight before, and... That way you yipped when I nipped your ear like that... You should have seen your tail, it was <em>priceless</em>..." Albion smirked, wicked intent written all over his features. It was all lies and false pretenses, but... Together, it would sound convincing enough. These guys both looked really awkward even before false tales of their sex life came out... It was time to keep them all creeped out.<br><br>"Mmhmhmhm... Careful when you do that, sweetheart, I might accidentally pull the trigger here..." Albion whispered dangerously, letting the weapon sway slightly as he saw the fear in both men's eyes. Now that was the kind of fear he wanted to see in his enemies, that knew all it took was a single click to end a life. "Ahhh, look what you two clowns made me do. Now the whole mood is ruined... Honestly, I've half a mind to just shoot the two of you and let them clean it up. It's not like I'll be able to come back too soon." He frowned, a drawl to his voice that grew colder by the second, as the trigger seemed to close in on the grip...<br><br>Only for Kichiro to move in and prompt his friend to swiftly apologize. From frown to smile, Albion's face changed over as he laid the weapon on the table. "There we go, respect... Just what I like to see. All is forgiven, go. I've private time I need to spend with my girl, and a little bit of stress that needs... Relieving..." He trailed off with a soft but pleasant growl. Still, despite the play, they needed to get out soon, especially since a Bouncer approached them. Albion looked up at the large gentleman, before he nodded.<br><br>"It's cool, I knew this was coming. I'll go quietly, no problem at all..." The pale male hummed, holstering his gun and slowly standing up. He wasted little time in finishing up his meal before washing down what remained with what was left of his Amazake, giving a satisfied sigh. Nerissa was also quite keen to leave, doing everything she could to try and draw his attention. "Fwah... Good as ever... But not as good as I bet you'll be tonight, darling. Let's go..." He blew her a gentle kiss, curling an arm around her and walking her out of the club. Once they were in the car, the act could drop properly, but they still needed to keep up the swagger.<br><br>"Well... Not quite the evening I planned, but it was more heart pounding than my usual ones." He admitted with a quiet, wry smile as they moved toward Nerissa's car. He opened the door for her first, before he made his way to the passenger's seat and sat down. "I... Started that to embarrass you, but... Were those guys really trying to force you into something illegal?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>13-09-2020, 05:53:13</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018, Night<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The hotel<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox problems<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa was surprised at how big thoughts Az had of her. She had never even dreamt of doing something truly meaningful, even less changing one world or two. The fox demon had concentrated on getting by in her life and enjoyed from it as much as she could. For a moment Nera thought that Az was joking at her expense, but he didn’t look like that. The girl couldn’t help but chuckle at his last words. “You aren’t alone…” she whispered softly, swaying her tail so it brushed over his hands. <br><br>The fox demon took his lower lip between her teeth and pulled it gently before letting go. “I will go take a quick shower and then…” She left the rest hanging in the air as she spun out of his reach, like following a choreography. Nerissa grabbed her bag with her as she closed herself into the bathroom to take a shower. <br><br>A while later she stepped out, shower fresh, drying her hair with a thick white towel. The girl was dressed in a red night top and shorts. (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5f/46/d6/5f46d6f3ccb0540118690b8cbb16622e.jpg) She left the towel hanging on a back of a seat, running her fingers through her long hair as she walked into the bedroom, lightly rocking her hips as she walked. <br><br>“Please, lie down on the bed… For me” The girl asked as she took Az’s jacket off and placed a small kiss on his arm before moving on the bed to wait for the man. As soon as Az got down on the bed the fox demon was practically all over him. The girl kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth as her curious fingers explored his body bravely. Then her lips wandered lower and lower, showering the war demon with kisses. It was a different thing to do this now that she had permission for it. Her tongue ran over Az’s clear muscles, heading south. Her fingers moved on the man's thighs. His words, promises, kept ringing in her head and they excited her. She had no reason to believe that Az wouldn't deliver exactly what he had promised to her. And her body needed it. Her back arched as she moved bit by bit lower, on her hands and knees on the soft, luxurious bed.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>13-09-2020, 06:32:21</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Gentleman’s Club Divine<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>You are really into this, aren’t you, Nerissa thought inside her head. If she wasn’t worried that they might get into trouble because of this and the fact that Albion was insane to some degree, Nerissa would have enjoyed from this bizarre game more. Right now Nera felt like she couldn’t completely trust that Albion would turn the scene into a bloodbath, so she was more than relieved when the white haired man let the two off with a scare.<br><br>When the bouncer arrived, Nera guessed quickly that it was a sign for them to get out of here. While Albion finished his meal Nera drank her drink, which was mostly melted ice by that time. Nerissa giggled at Albion’s words. “I will be sure to drain you empty properly” She said and lightly rubbed her thigh against his front. The bouncer escorted the pair all the way out. Loyal to their pretense the fox demon stayed glued to Albion’s side until they were out of the club. There she let out a long sigh. <br><br>“This sure wasn’t my plan either. Though I didn’t have special plans so…” Nerissa shrugged. “There is nothing wrong with this one either. Thank you” she bowed her head a bit before stepping in the car. “That was your plan? Why did you want to embarrass me in the first place? I will welcome your attempts at trying to embarrass me though, but I must warn you that I have a very high resistance to such things. Now then, do we go to the next place or should I give you a lift home?” She asked as she started the engine. “I don’t know if they were trying to do something illegal. It’s possible they had no ill intentions, but… in my experience people who usually approach me in such a unprofessional manner have something bad in their minds. If I had to take a guess, I would say that they wanted to take some photos of me. Nudes and not the classy kind. With them they could try to blackmail me into doing more and more… And before you jump into conclusions, no I haven’t done that. I mean there are nude photos of me, but they aren’t going to spread anywhere and they aren’t taken by some low lifes. <br><br>Either way, I’m happy that you decided to help me out. I owe you one. That kind of ruined the evening, don’t you think? Oh! I know! You wanted to do all those things we talked about, or at least some of them? You don’t need to go into the details so don’t slap me with something!” She seemed to learn poorly from warnings and speech generally, but something as simple as smacking her with chopsticks got through her. “I will let you do all the kinky stuff you have in your mind. It’s only fair since you saw the effort to take me here and paid for everything!” The fox sure was easy one. Or then she didn't really know what she was talking about.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>13-09-2020, 07:22:31</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory Minato|Mentioned: Reckley Stiles<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Breather<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br><hr><br>And there it was - the reason Kevin liked Mallory so much. With all she had been through, all the crap thrown at her, she still somehow managed to look through it all and survive. And somehow make Kevin feel like a better person than he actually was. It was the thing no one understood. Not their classmates. Not their teachers. Not his parents. Definitely not his parents.<br><br>Mal's aunt might have understood, but she worked against them for her own reasons, at least as far as Kevin knew.<br><br>And right now Mallory was bringing a blush to his own cheeks. Kevin simply wasn't used to praise. His parents saved it for special occasions to harden their boy up. Mallory was right - they loved him. But their form of love wasn't the easiest thing to live with, by design. Life was going to be hard for him, so they wanted to give him a head start on being hard right back. If it weren't for Mallory, he might have very well not been able to manage it at all. <br><br>Another unfortunate consequence, however, was that he had all sorts of trouble expressing these very same thoughts to Mallory - he had no models with which to learn from. Mallory could probably hear him struggle to put his emotions into words. As opposed to say, dents in the lockers. "I don't want you to change either Mal. You're... well... you're incredible."<br><br>Okay, so maybe he could manage it a little.<br><br>"Yeah I know my parents only want the best for me. I'm sure your parents... um... wanted that for you." It was especially hard talking to Mallory about her loss. No one was in her corner. Except him. And despite recent events, his power in that regard was relatively small. In a sense, Reckley could have blamed Hanna as much as Kevin, and himself, for his current predicament. "And you're stronger than you think, Mal. Believe me, I know where to look for that. I think... you know... you'll pull through." When he looked at Mallory, and he looked at her guardians, there really wasn't any other conclusion he could reach (not that his parents thought as much, but they were natural born pessimists. Not natural born, but from reasons that Kevin knew all too much about, and yet not quite enough.) "So just hang strong, OK? We'll get through this. Reckley can do his worst, but we'll get through." He nodded, then stopped, and patted her on the shoulder, ironically noting to himself that for the bravest person in the world, he could be frustratingly timid at times.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>13-09-2020, 09:21:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Pawnhouse Zaisan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>“Because humans don’t usually speak it” Nera said simply. She couldn’t argue with Toshiro’s arguments. Only thing she hoped was that he had told her before, so she could have been more careful with what she said on the phone. “You are really passionate of your work. I would never go that far for a job… and I doubt there are many other who would neither.”<br><br>Nerissa listened patiently his explanation, and she wasn’t convinced at all. Instead she started to wonder if she should start sending her last message to people important to her at this point… “Too hurt? If you get more hurt you are going to die. Oh dear…” The fox sighed like she was carrying the weight of world on her small shoulders. “I guess it can’t be helped. I will put my trust on you… and that this will work out somehow. If everything goes wrong we will just run away and… figure out something else after we are safe.”<br><br>The fox seemed to be surprised, both by what Toshiro told him and how he told it. “Don’t apologise. You swore Toshiro…” Nerissa said quietly, with a small mysterious smile on her lips. “I haven’t heard you swear before. At the balcony, you were furious… You were driven by your hate towards me and I believe that for a moment you thought about seriously killing me. But even then, you didn’t swear. Not once. But now you are swearing, to the things of past… It makes me happy, and sad the at the same time. I’m happy because it means that you truly care of Albion and you want what is best for him. You are a true friend to him. From what I heard from Rina I thought that maybe you are perverted and horny enough to try take advantage of his booze blinded ability to judge and you would just have your way with him. Now I think it’s something much deeper… You wouldn’t do it. At least not just for sex. Your feelings run much deeper. And that makes me sad, because I don’t know if he will ever answer to your feelings. I trust that you know his preferences better than I do, but I have lived in a belief that he is more picky with men than what he is with women.” And she wouldn’t exactly describe Toshiro with words cute or feminine.<br><br>“You shot him? I mean, you actually shot him and hit him?!” The golden eyes wide, the girl stared at the human man and she was at a loss of words for a moment, just staring at him with her mouth open. “I hope that taught him something. I doubt I will ever see him without a shirt… or generally without clothes. I’m not sure if he is shy or what it’s… Hmm… He really seemed like he was allergic to others being happy at that time. I was taking the training seriously, and so were you, right? He got so angry at me from simply celebrating my little success. I think Albion has walked a long way to what he is now. He is much easier to deal with now... “<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa saw the haniwa for the first time from the screen of Toshiro’s tablet. It was an ugly statue, but she could see why Rina had wanted it, considering that it had gold and gems. Nera didn’t want to tell Toshiro that it was probably just better that Rina didn’t understand the meaning of the statue, so she had just sold it quickly out of her hands. Just what did her simple tinkering with magic items have to do with these charts and graphics? Nerissa didn’t understand them at all, but she played along because the human seemed to think she would understand things like these. What a disappointment it would be once he would understand how stupid she really was!<br><br>“Hmm… So you kind of stole the statue to do more experiments on it? I think you are on the right track. If the conventional ways of testing don't help you finding out how to get more information out of the statue, then it’s logical to try less conventional methods. I courage you to try something out of the ordinary. The demons and the humans think differently, so it could be something you haven’t thought of yet.”<br><br>The fox demon had a calmer approach on eating compared to the human man. Instead of attacking her food like a hungry wolf she ate in a much calmer fashion, taking her time to enjoy every bite. When Toshiro told her about the Christmas and all things concerning it the girl raised her eyebrow. It sounded like Toshiro didn’t have the family he talked about anymore. “I’m sorry to hear that it’s such a sad holiday for you, but you don’t need to be alone then. You have friends. I know you are going to say that you don’t want to be a bother to them or something like that, but if they are your friends you won’t be a burden to them. I could invite you to spend Christmas with my family, but I have a feeling you don’t want to have anything to do with them. They aren’t all bad though.”<br><br>Nerissa lowered back of her seat a bit and took her shoes off. The girl twiggled her sock covered toes. “You want that quitar in the pawnshop? Do you play guitar?” Her question made her eyes wander at Toshiro’s fingers, following him operating the chopsticks. “Mmh… As a doctor you must have steady and accurate fingers and if you play a guitar on top of that… Your finger game must be out of this world!” Nerissa figured out, telling him her small discovery with a big smile like it was one of her casual compliments.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>13-09-2020, 09:47:26</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nerissa's Car<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform<br><br><hr><br>"For what it's worth, this isn't the first time this has happened. I'll be able to come back in a week or so, and I'll probably have to endure a quick cavity search to ensure I'm not carrying any pieces." Albion tried to reassure her, settling into the car with a gentle sigh. He didn't get the kind of excitement he expected but this was quite fine too. Nerissa didn't seem to be all bad, and... He had to admit, feeling that closeness with her reminded him of similar encounters with the women he rented... In a way, it was like he got the kind of encounter he wanted for free. However, he wouldn't make a habit of it, sharing workplaces and all. <br><br>"Ah, you did that daddy routine so openly, I thought I would try for a little revenge. Surprise to me that I wasn't ruining your chance at picking up company... But this works out better." He looked toward the window, resting his elbow on the armrest as he propped his chin on his palm. "Hm... Duly noted. I suppose it was my fault for not having a better grasp of your history to know you were resistant to stuff like that... Silly me for trying to trick a trickster." He gave a half-hearted shrug.<br><br>"I know guys like that, they're nothing but cretins preying on girls on their lonesome where no one can help them. It's why these two were so quick to flee. They do it behind the safety of others believing they're untouchable... Then run when they meet a crazy one." He closed his eyes, before shifting in the seat to pocket one hand, buckling up the seatbelt with the other. "It didn't really cross my mind. I tend to peruse pictures and I haven't seen anything from you come up." He slumped back in the seat, looking up at the ceiling of the car.<br><br>"You don't owe me anything. Consider us square for you not killing me... Or even shooting me inadvertently. Maybe one day when we know one another better... I can tell you about this one guy who managed to shoot me in training. It'll be something worth laughing about one day." He gave a quiet grin. Another failed attempt at leaving life it was... The guy was nice enough to keep him from bleeding out, even though he was ready to go on. At least they learned letting the guy hold a gun was probably not in anyone's best interest.<br><br>Turning his head to look at Nerissa incredulously, he shook his head. "You know full well that was all forced. You're a coworker, I'm not going to do anything like that to you at all. I've got pretty specific rules about that, so... Just friends, nothing more." He cleared the air plain and simple, before looking forward. "Take me to Deadline. It's another bar run by a friend of mine... Quaint, cozy joint, serves humans and demons equally. He's also a Black Market Doctor who deals in surgical duty and blood work. I usually go to him if I'm missing a few pints, need a bullet withdrawn, or a cure to some demonic toxin and don't feel like letting the organization know what I've been up to." He closed his eyes. What kind of crazy friends did this guy make outside of SOPHE...?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>13-09-2020, 10:25:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 28th, 2018, Sometime after 16<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Gentleman’s Club Divine<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“Oh…” So this was something that he did regularly. Nerissa rolled her eyes. “No no. I wasn’t there picking up company. Even if I was, they weren’t exactly my type. I don’t mean that I have something against humans. I just don’t… like that kind of men generally, no matter what race they are.” Nerissa quieted down, understanding that this was probably on top of things Albion didn’t care. <br><br>“You look naughty pictures like that…? Why I’m even surprised by that? Of course you do. I’m more surprised that you have been checking out some lewd pictures of fox demons so much you feel confident enough to say I’m not among them” Nerissa chuckled with amusement. <br><br>“I will be looking forward to that. I will be glad to hear that story… and any other story you feel like sharing with me.” Nerissa stopped to look at Albion. She pursed her lips and wrinkled her nose, annoyed to some extent from his words. “Just what kind of girl you think I am?” The fox demon sighed and turned to look in front of her, at the street through the window. “I can’t blame you. It’s easy to believe the rumors that circle of me in SOPHE. With time you can adjust your opinion of me.” It still stung to know he thought like that of her. It felt just as bad everytime she found out someone thought that everything told of her was true and they thought that she was like a common mattress. “I didn’t mean that I would be doing a thing to you. I was offering to pay on your behalf to someone who is professional… in the matters you seek.”<br><br>Once Albion gave her some instruction the girl got them on the way to the Deadline. This time her driving was calmer than before and she followed speed limits even. “Hmm… Sounds like you do often things that get you hurt and you can’t go telling about them to SOPHE. Just what do you do? It’s like… you are trying to get killed. I should have never told you that the spell was a lie if that would have made you appreciate your life more.”<br><br>They were about half-way to Deadline when Nerissa turned the AC off and opened her window to get some fresh air. They were going below the speed limit. The fox demon’s attention moved from the conversation to the road. Then she almost ran on a traffic sign. Just barely they avoided scratching paint on the sign. Quickly the girl pulled over. Her forehead was covered in sweat. “I…” She hadn’t seen the sign. Or more like, it wasn’t where she had seen it. “I’m sorry. I think… I need to walk a bit… maybe order a cab.” The fox demon mumbled with an apologetic voice as she fumbled the door open. I shouldn’t be this tired, or this drunk. Nerissa attempted to stand up, but as soon as she put her weight on her legs her knees gave up and the girl fell on her knees. It was hard to focus on anything. Everything was blurry. What is going on?<br><br>By the time Albion got her she saw him only as an obscure figure, looming above her. “Albion…” the fox demon whispered and tried to reach him with her hand, but she touched air on his left side. This is scary… What is going on? I’m afraid! The whole world spun in her eyes. Her eyes didn’t focus on anything, but Albion could see how frightened she was from her look, before her eyes rolled around and her eyelids closed. Her small body started falling on her side, on the street. Suddenly everything went black. If Albion said something, she could hear his voice, but she didn’t understand what he said anymore. Then her consciousness drifted away, leaving her unconscious right there. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>13-09-2020, 23:36:31</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro | Date Marceline<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 9:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless | Mentions: Mallory, Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, but with a few more wrinkles in his clothing and a far more disheveled head of hair. | A red nylon collar with a small golden bell<br><hr><br>Toshiro couldn't help but sigh in disappointment with Kyless' response to both his attempt at communicating in the language of storytelling, and her wide dismissal of what he found important with her describing them as “Pfft.” With as little time left, and with a somewhat diminished spirit hampering his previous enthusiasm, Toshiro slowly pulled himself out from Marceline's luxuriating, gathered up the pencil that Kyless had returned to him, and rose to his feet. “And the story not being about your home, does that make it something less to you?” Toshiro spoke with undisguised irritation in his voice as Kyless' statement, whether intentionally laced with disregard for humanity or not, seemed to strike an unpleasant chord with the now looming scientist. “Magic is not a natural thing to Earth, to my home, does that mean I should think less about the Jagraw?”<br><br>Of course there was no comparing a parable to a anecdote for importance, and while Toshiro would regret making the comparison in the future, at the moment the realization that he'd made far less progress with Kyless than he initially assumed had the scientist feeling too diminished to regard the situation as clearly as he should. It didn't help that Kyless largely repeated the most obvious part of his question regarding punishments back at him rather than provide the details he asked for. To the scientist who had spent so much time and effort to understand the creature in front of him, a refusal to answer on her part would have been more appreciated than her making small of his inquiries with her disinterest. Before she spoke again, Toshiro couldn't help but feel a nervousness regarding the trembling hand the trickster held over Marceline, his renewed uncertainty in the demoness' character leaving him unsure regarding her intentions.<br><br>Fortunately for the scientist, Kyless allayed his concerns by withdrawing her hand, however his apprehension was soon replaced with a deep concern with her silence and the slight but recognizable look of emotional distress passing across her face. Holding his hand out for Kyless to take, he considered the question for a moment as again some of the language was less precise than Toshiro would care for. “The dance club is outside of here, outside of SOPHE HQ. It is inside of another building, but it's usually a much funner inside than this one.” Knowing that Kyless may have had a more specific <em>Outside</em> in mind, Toshiro continued, “Although you're only going to the dance club for the very end of the mission. Much of the rest of your time on the mission will be spent outside, but...” <br><br>There was not denying that an outdoor mall was a poor excuse for a outdoor trip, and Toshiro wasn't about to risk losing Kyless' trust by making grandiose claims to the contrary. “I'll tell you what, if you don't enjoy your time on the mission more than you would being asleep...” Toshiro scratched his chin with his free hand for a moment as he thought on a safe way of proposing what he wanted to offer, he finished with a nervous smile, “Then I'm going to take you some place that's far more 'outside'. Near here there's a forest in the middle of the city with trees that dance and wear leaves that are never the same color for long. You, me, and Marceline will take a picnic basket and go exploring for a day.” <br><br>This was a dangerous prospect for a number of reasons, one being that being isolated with Kyless was still a risk, even with her diminished powers. The second was that between the thick magic in the air and the wandering of the trees, it was intensely difficult for a visitor to the deeper reaches of the park to find their way out. It was so difficult in fact that the Japanese government had forbidden the general public from entering the park after a significant number of visitors and researchers had vanished within wriggling boughs and colorful leaves. That being said, none of those explorers had been Toshiro, and he was fairly certain that proper preparation could see that their picnic went off without a hitch.<br><br>“Anyway, we'd best get you to Az... Azmodiel, he'll probably want to have a few words with you before the mission begins. He's probably going to assign some people to watch you until you meet up with the others. Then once we get there, I'll be around in case that sneeze gets any worse, and Mal... Mallory is going to be sticking close to you to make sure you're alright. She's one of the most dependable people I know, so you can trust her.” Toshiro spoke with far more conviction in his voice at this point, as while most things in life were too chaotic to stake a guarantee on, Mallory was one of the few exceptions to this constant. Regardless of whether or not Kyless took his hand, once she'd gotten to his feet, the pair would resume their trip to the briefing room where Azmodiel waited for them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>14-09-2020, 00:54:26</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 28th, 2018, Evening<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nerissa's Car -&gt; Albion's Home (after break)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard SOPHE uniform -&gt; Dress Shirt and Slacks<br><br><hr><br>"A fair assessment, creeps like that are never good for anyone. At least I was there to foil them... They usually tend to do worse things to the unsuspecting." Albion hummed, closing his eyes and resting his head against the seatbelt. This was a woman who said she could handle herself earlier, but the image he saw was very different from what she advertised. Was she only pretending to know how to care for herself? Or had she just told him that so he didn't bother worrying about her?<br><br>At her pointed accusations, Albion snorted and folded his arms. "I like the demons with animalistic bits. Ears, tails, wings, scales, fins, a little fuzz is nice but not a requirement... I'm not counting horns because like 90% of demons have horns so it's old hat and boring." He gave a dismissive grunt. "Anyway... It's not just fox demons, but a whole lot more. But among anything I've seen, I haven't encountered your pictures yet. That's probably a good thing for you."<br><br>She had asked him what kind of girl he thought she was, and at that, he looked at her with a flat stare. "I'm not sure you want me to answer that seriously... But for now, you're nothing like the rumors pin you... Except the ones that portray you as too playful and flirty and quick to cause mischief... A lot of the whoring related ones tend to be started by the jealous female types and the loser males who pretend to have done something. It's why I can't be assed to remember anyone at SOPHE: Most people are forgettable and seem to only be there for their own selfish goals." He dismissed the greater majority of them, with only a handful being worth knowing. At her offer, he spy shool his head. "It's been a long day and I've had enough excitement for one day. After some quiet drinks, I'm going to head home."<br><br>The car ride was slow, uneventful, but peaceful. It was little more than what he could hope for, especially with Nerissa driving. "I've had an unfriendly life in my teens growing up. Over the years I've made friends with a few demons and helpful humans outside of SOPHE. Mostly drinking buddies but some are acquaintances. I want to put an end to whatever force it is that's standing against SOPHE... I just don't want to sit around and wait for the big shots to pull their collective heads out of their asses and actually takd the fight to them." He exhaled quietly, looking away. "What I do is none of your concern, Nerissa... Just, don't worry about it. I have my reasons for it." It was the most dismissive, dodgy answer ever; He really did not want to go into specifics. Even the spell didn't stop him, it only confused him that someone else risked their life to deter him... <br><br>The trip seemed to be going well for the most part, at least until Nerissa had turned the AC off to open a window. It was probably a good idea, given the windows had been closed a while and they probably smelled of mild alcoholic beverages and other things from the club. However, nearly running a sign over was enough to jolt Albion from just watching the scenery pass. "What was that all about?" He asked, as Nerissa parked the car and... Mentioned needing a walk or to order a cab. "You know, I can just dr- Nerissa?" Watching her stumble as she exited the car, he hurried to unbuckle his seatbelt and opened the car door, rushing around the vehicle to crouch down over Nerissa.<br><br>She tried to mumble his name, while his eyes scanned her features. Unfocused eyes, staggered breathing, sweating... All familiar symptoms. Before long she was unconscious, trying to reach for him somewhere he wasn't. He could worry about the how and the why later, but for now, she needed to be brought somewhere else. Scooping her up gently, he moved back to her car and set her gently in the Passenger's Seat, taking the time to buckle her up before he circled around to the Driver's Seat. Deadline was very much off the table now, but at least they weren't too far from his place in the Residential Districts. Looking behind, he backed the vehicle up, before driving out of the parking space and making a left at the next intersection, driving away from where they were originally headed to move somewhere else...<br><br><hr><br>Some time had passed since Albion had brought the sleeping Nerissa upstairs. Sometime during the ride, he had been caught off-guard by her turning back into her fox form, but his driving had been safe and measured enough that it wasn't a big concern. Once inside the humble abode, Albion had taken the sleeping fox to his bed room, setting her upon the bed before locating a towel for her to rest upon. At some point he needed to call and get an opinion about her state, which thankfully did not take too long to obtain once her state had been admitted. <br><br>For now, Albion sat behind the bed, leaning against the back of his chair while one arm reached out to gently brush the sleeping fox form'd Nerissa. Part of her had been covered by the towel, leaving the rest of her exposed to a standing, low-power fan to try and keep her cool until she could wake up. A dish of cold water sat on the night table once she was conscious enough to drink, but until then there was no telling when she would wake up.&nbsp; <br><br>"... What a first meeting this has turned out to be. Starting to think I should have just sent you home..." He mumbled quietly, letting his fingertips dig gently behind her ears, bestowing the sleeping vixen with each scritches as he sighed. "Hmph... This wouldn't have happened if I was keeping a closer eye on you..." He berated himself quietly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>14-09-2020, 01:47:56</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hotel Suite<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Slightly crumpled uniform</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Azmodiel was different from a vast majority of demons, for a majority of reasons. Primarily, and what people saw most often was his overwhelming strength and power. While he wasn't a Demon God, he was one of the few who other demons thought capable of giving the deities a damn good fight and not actually dying in the process. But there was far more to him than that. He wasn't greedy or selfish. He cared for his subordinates, and saw value where value was present, whether he liked it or not. Even his most bitter rivals would tell you that he was honorable, and fair. So while it might be surprising for Nera to hear his thought processes, it was nothing new. She didn't see the value in herself, but he did. Even at only 50 or so years old, he could see the slumbering aura of greatness within her, but it would take time and dedication to unlock it. <br><br>If she did however, she would do her race proud and accomplish great things for demons and humans. As he held her close, squeezing her ass, she let her tail sway over his hands and told him he wasn't alone in his want. "Good. Then we both know where this is heading, beautiful." He tried to kiss her back when she nipped his lip, but she quickly turned and spun away, telling him she'd shower and then..."We finish what we started earlier. I'll be here." While she showered, he prepared as well. Raising his temperature, the immense heat burned off any grime or dirt or dried blood he still had on him from before. It was the same in essence as a sonic shower vibrating all the nasty stuff off, but with heat so high no normal person could survive it. When he was finished, even his skin had a rosy sheen to it, and he was as clean as an Aeon before the Ritual of Lorkesh.<br><br>&nbsp;When Nerissa returned, his jacket still remained, but he'd removed his boots and pants, leaving him only in form fitting black boxers with a deep red trim. His eyes followed her hips as they rocked side to side, then he nodded when she asked him to lie down on the bed. "Your wish is my command." He followed her orders and walked over to the bed, his eyes locked on her and his fanged grin on display the entire time. He was looking forward to this and he wanted her to know that he desired her, wanted her, <em>needed</em> here here and now. <br><br>Laying down, he almost didn't have time for his head to hit the pillow before Nerissa was on him, her lips and tongue forcing themselves against him. He welcomed the effort and enthusiasm, returning them with just as much passion as she gave him. She wasted no time going to work and as soon as the kiss was finished, she was kissing and groping down his body, making a beeline for the prize she'd been aching for all night, and was barely being contained by his boxers, especially with her efforts getting him ready and willing in moments. He couldn't help making little grunts and groans as she went, and then he felt her hands on his thighs and he began to arch his back so his hips left the bed in anticipation. "It's right there, Nera. Just take it. It's yours," he nearly gasped at her teasing.<br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>14-09-2020, 02:44:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 29th, 2018, Sometime after 12 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion's flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>The people generally had poor knowledge of demons. They believed that what they saw was real. Just like the two suits who had drugged Nerissa. They probably didn’t know that once the fox demon went unconscious she would return back to her true, which wasn’t what they had witnessed. So even without Albion interfering their plans would have been ruined. Probably.<br><br>The small white fox’s body was completely limp when Albion carried her into his apartment. Nera breathed heavily, her mouth open and she didn’t show any signs of waking up during the night.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>It was already past noon by the time the fox opened her eyes. Her ears rose up and she whimpered with a sad small voice. The headache was trying to kill her! Where am I? Nerissa didn’t recognise the place she was, but as soon as she saw Albion it was easy to guess where they were. The man seemed to be asleep. Don’t your back hurt from sleeping like that…? Now that Nera looked at the situation more carefully she noticed that she had been covered with a towel. A pillow would have been big enough for her to sleep and yet the man deserted his bed…<br><br>Nerissa took her time gathering the pieces to make a complete image of what had happened. She had fainted on a street. Was it a seizure? No… It was more likely that there was something in her drink, or food. If it was Albion there was no sense why things would be like this now, and she didn’t want to think the the human man would do something like that. It was more likely that one of the suit men had slipped something into her drink while she was examining the business card.<br><br>The girl sighed. In the end nothing bad happened. If one forgot her killer headache and that she had troubled Albion like this. Nera reached towards Albion with her paw and understood that she couldn’t speak to him in this form, so she changed into her human fox form. Lightly the girl touched Albion’s knee. <br><br>“Do you want to come into the bed?” Nerissa asked, lying on her side as she looked up at the man. The fox demon didn’t feel like moving more than was necessary at this point.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>14-09-2020, 07:55:58</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 29th, 2018, Early Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dress Shirt and Slacks -&gt; T-Shirt and Boxers<br><br><hr><br>He knew Nerissa had been feeling unwell, and even after sending out the call to get a quick check of what her state was like and what he could expect to happen... he didn't expect her to spend nearly an entire day sleeping. From one day to the next, time slowly flowed while he remained in the chair, getting up to do things like change out her water, make sure she was comfortable, made sure he ate, and was ready to call if her situation changed any. He was rarely gone longer than five minutes from the room at any time, except when he went to shower.<br><br>By the next day, he'd changed out of the clothes of the previous day, leaving them either strewn at the edge of the bed or scattered on the floor, while he slept with a large blanket draped upon his chair. Only his arm remained stretched out, resting upon Nerissa's sleeping form, as if to assure her she would be fine, all of it would be fine. He'd been sleeping well into the afternoon when he felt the brush against his knee, eyes slowly opening until he could spy the resting form of the girl on the bed. She asked if he wanted to come into the bed, to which he shook his head.<br><br>"Welcome back to consciousness, Sleeping Beauty... How do you feel?" He asked, slowly withdrawing his hand from where it rest atop her, before he sat up in his chair to stretch. There was going to be a little discomfort there but nothing he couldn't shake off with a little exercise. Besides, it was a recliner, so it was still more comfortable than most chairs he could sit in. For now, he could just breath a quiet sigh of relief that she didn't suffer any complications through the night. <br><br>"If you're feeling right enough to eat, give me a little bit to shake the exhaustion off to make something for us... Fair warning though, I'm no five star chef. Or even a four star one."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>14-09-2020, 08:20:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 29th, 2018, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“Giving me compliments the first thing at morning. I see you weren’t joking about being nice to the ladies you bring in your bed.” Nerissa jested with a small smile. It wasn’t a morning anymore. It was day already and judging from the amount of light in the room Nerissa guessed that too. “I was sleeping for a long time, wasn’t I? I’m so sorry. I caused you trouble like this. This is embarrassing…” The fox demon mumbled, drooping her ears. <br><br>“I… My head hurts real bad. I don’t feel like eating, or moving yet. If you have some painkillers I would welcome taking one. Just… give a moment longer and I will get off of your back. I have overstayed my welcome already.” Especially when she wasn’t invited here in the first place. Nera was about to ask if Albion had a work shift today when she remembered that she had one herself. The girl quickly darted up, just to cry miserably and fall right back on the bed. The headache hit her with its full might, making her feel like her head was about to explode. <br><br>“This is so… stupid. I’m stupid. I should have known better and… “ This could have ended much worse. It was purely luck that she wasn’t alone at that time. Nera turned to look back at Albion, holding her hand on her forehead. “Thank you. I owe you one now… I don’t want to think how all this could have ended if you weren’t there.” The fox demon moved her hand to lightly pat the bed on her other side. “Come here and hold me. Don’t make me persuade you into doing it by changing my form. If you are worried that your chastity is in a danger, there is no need. I didn’t plan to end up in your bed one way or another, and I’m in no condition to even think about such acts now.” This one was a rather demanding house guest. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>14-09-2020, 09:35:02</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/f9p8l32.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> September 29th, 2018, Early Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> T-Shirt and Boxers<br><br><hr><br>"Hmph... You must be feeling pretty good if you can make quips like that this early .. Good to know " Albion spoke in a gruff tone, but the curled corners of his mouth showed that he was happy, relieved even, to hear Nerissa talking. Even though he was nothing more than her instructor for the day... She got sick under his watch because he brought her somewhere he shouldn't have. It was another subtle reminder he wasn't allowed to have a lasting relationship... Something always went wrong.<br><br>Yet... He was also here to keep things from being worse...<br><br>"Don't beat yourself up over it. I should have realized those cretins would try to do something like that, but I thought I helped you avoid the worst of it. They slipped you a little something, I guess while neither of us was paying attention. I'll wager the card was fake too, because if it wasn't, they aren't going to be too pleased to see me real soon." He sighed, frowning as he watched Nerissa groan in pain. She still hadn't completely gotten over the effects... "Not sure you should be taking more drugs yet. You should at least eat something before taking a painkiller, you probably have nothing left in your stomach as far as food is concerned." His eyes went to the night table drawer.<br><br>There were numerous containers inside, one of which definitely held painkillers, though there were certainly other meds in there...<br><br>As she berated herself, Albion sighed and nodded. "Yes... Yes, you are stupid. After everything you told me yesterday, that happened." He joined in chiding her, even as she requested for him to join her on the bed and hold her. She was easily such a spoiled, bossy thing... Nevertheless, he stood up and moved to the bed, sitting down beside her and guiding her head to his thigh. "Chastity, real joke... I don't have any of that left. But anyway... Look, as stupid as you were, you're also still alive and relatively safe... Something few girls in your position get to realize. Some are usually never seen again... Count your blessings when you feel better, and always make sure you're with a friend if you go out next time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>14-09-2020, 17:43:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The hotel<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox problems<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nightwear (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5f/46/d6/5f46d6f3ccb0540118690b8cbb16622e.jpg)<br><hr><br>The big fluffy tail swayed behind her restlessly. Nerissa waited for Az to reach to her and touch her one way or another. She loved the small sounds he made. The tip of tongue trailed on Az’s thigh, near the border of his boxers, followed by her finger as she dragged the side of her nail along his inner thigh. The golden eyes looked up at Az’s face when her fingertips moved lightly on top of his boxers, sliding up and down. There was no doubt that she was passionately attracted to Az, and unlike the naive fox thought, he had been well aware of that. Strength was something that enticed her and there was probably no one more powerful on this realm than Az. And on top of that he was one sexy beast, so what was there not to like? <br><br>Nera believed that this night, or day, would be something she would remember forever. Az would be all hers this night. The war demon could feel her warm breathing faintly through the fabric as her face moved above the boxers until she took carefully the waistband of the boxers between her teeth. Slowly the mischievous fox demon pulled his boxers down, releasing everything that single piece of cloth tried to hide. After getting his pants down to around his thighs she helped to take them completely off with her hands. Az could see her swallowing nervously as her eyes were focused between his legs. The girl wondered if it would be too much for her… It looked intimidating and tempting at the same time. <br><br>With a smooth move Nerissa slid her body against Az’s, dragging her chest against the man’s body as she moved upwards until they were face to face. She gave him a kiss before getting up to sit on top of his hips, closing his hard manhood between her thighs. Slowly, rhythmically the demoness moved her hips, feeling him between her thighs, as she looked at Az’s face.<br><br>Somehow… It felt like something was wrong. She had got permission. No one would get hurt because of this… Except her. It would be just this night. Az would return to his life, to his family and she would be alone. Again. Even when he didn’t mean it, he would hurt her with this. No matter how good it would be, in the end she would feel used and deserted. Worthless.<br><br>There was a faint, wistful smile on her beautiful features as she stopped moving and leaned in, interlacing her fingers with the demon’s before kissing him. It was different from any of her previous kisses. It wasn’t passionate, not curious or exploring. It was deep, meaningful and full of emotion. It felt like a goodbye. <br><br>“Az… My dear friend, I can’t do this.” Nerissa whispered as she brushed his hair back gently with her fingers. “I can’t tell you with words how much I appreciate your gesture, your kind heart for being willing to help me at my hour of need. I know that you would treat me good, that you would lead me into ecstasy… but your heart isn’t here Az” Nera said placing her palm on the man’s chest, above his heart. “It belongs to someone else and it’s with her. All you can give to me is your body, and although I know I would enjoy immensely from it, in the end you would leave me crying. I’m stupid. I can’t separate my feelings from sex.”<br><br>Her enchanting golden eyes were filled with tears as she spoke quietly, pressing small kisses on Az’s face. “I want more than you can give me. Maybe in another life things would be different, but now… I’m happy to have you as my friend. Someday I’m going to find someone who wants all of me, and is ready to give me his heart, body and soul. All of it. I just have to be patient. Until then… I shouldn’t hurt myself just because of simple carnal needs.”<br><br>“Can I… just sleep by your side tonight?” Nerissa asked as she rolled down by Az’s side, looking at him with a shy look, knowing well that he might be disappointed with this sudden change of plans.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>14-09-2020, 19:01:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Old Man and the Fox</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/8RBOKD1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>September 29th, 2018 <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Uniform<br><br><hr><br>“You think you get the right to beat yourself over it if I don’t?” She pursed her lips, unsatisfied with his answer. “I don’t feel hungry…” the girl murmured. In reality she was probably hungry but the severe headache kept her feeling of hunger away. <br><br>“You aren’t good at comforting, are you?” Nerissa wanted to be hugged, cuddled and spooned, but she figured that Albion wasn’t the type to do things like that. So instead of complaining she took what she got and moved closer, letting her head rest on his thigh. Soon taking his hand and moving it on top of her ear, signaling clearly that she wanted him to pet her ears. <br><br>The fox demon was quiet and calm. Way more than she was usually, though Albion might not be aware of that. She took her time to rest near the human man, demanding him to pet her ears if he didn’t do it voluntarily. After an hour or so the girl felt good enough to try eating something. She still didn’t feel like eating, but the demoness forced some food down nevertheless. She knew too that it was for her own good. <br><br>It was a little awkward and quiet during that day. They ate and once the fox finally got some painkillers she started feeling better, feeling good enough to return home. Though she didn’t feel sure enough to drive, so Albion had to give her a ride home. <br><br>That was the first real meeting of Albion and Nerissa.&nbsp; <br><br><div align="center">[[END OF THE SCENE]]</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 01:41:38</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> "Deadline" All-Day Diner<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Closed, calling a friend<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Drunk af<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br><strong>*SLAP*</strong><br><br>The sound of a loud clap against flesh rang out within the diner as a few patrons turned to see what had happened. A male with pale skin and white hair seemed stunned and surprised with one of his two red cheeks even redder as a firm handprint now graced his features as he looked at his date for the evening, a beautiful white fox lady (https://i.imgur.com/RlN6QON.png) who seemed very irate and smelled of booze. However, it was not due to her drinking too much, but rather the man having inadvertently spilled some of the drink upon her expensive kimono in his insistence to try and serve her. The evening had been going fairly awkwardly before, but now... He'd destroyed any chance of it progressing beyond that.<br><br>No amount of apology would help the girl forgive him for ruining such an expensive piece of cloth, especially when it had also been a gift. He could only count his blessings she had not opted to use her sword on him, as the establishment had a distinct Non-Violence Clause to keep people from getting murdered. Of course, things like this were still fair game, because every now and then, someone needed to learn their place.<br><br>Certainly Albion now knew where his was.<br><br><strong>"If I ever see you again, it will be too soon... Hmph."</strong> the cold retort of the vixen was almost as sharp as the glare she visited upon the inebriated male. With her piece spoken, she stood up and gave a bow to the keeper of the bar like usual, before she would make her way to leave the diner. Everyone else went back to their usual business while Albion would push himself up from his seat and sit closer to the front of the diner. Here the long-haired Diner owner could approach and lean in to whisper.<br><br><strong>"Come now, Albion, what happened there? I've never heard of you doing something as careless as spilling your drink on a date, and you've done some fairly careless things in the short time I've known you"</strong> the man remarked with a mild laugh as he dried a glass. This was Gilliam, Gil for short, and one of Albion's closest friends for secretive dealings on the city streets. Looking up from&nbsp; his half-full glass, Albion could only shrug.<br><br>"Mreh... Couldn't see where the glass was, y'know? Too busy... Looking at all the beauty, and I just... Whoop, spillage emergency..." Albion gave a soft giggle, and it was clear the inebriation was just a little too progressed if he was seeing multiple. After a few moments, he reached into his pocket and withdrew his phone, pressing a few keys as he tried to search for the number: The one that would let him order company once again for the evening.<br><br><strong>"Not giving up, are you? Well, if you get yourself too deep in the drink, I do know some means to help you purge them. I can't say they'll be kind to you though, so do practice your moderation."</strong> Gil smiled toothily, razor teeth showing as if he looked forward to the man being an unwilling test subject to some if his more invasive or otherwise painful experiments to help save lives. Albion was only vaguely familiar with them, but hopefully none of them were required tonight.<br><br>"<strong>*Ahem*</strong> Hello, Albion here...~! You know, white haired gentleman, sometimes grouchy looking nut easily friendly once you know? It's looking like a lonely evening right here, and I was thinking... Do you have any foxes? Bushy tails and sharp, adorable ears... Oh and pink! They absolutely have to be pink because those are the fun ones! Okay? Okay, bye~ WAIT! Meet me at... At..."<br><br><strong>"Deadline "</strong> Gil interjected with a quiet sigh.<br><br>"Right, Deadline! Okay, goodbye!" Albion finished with an almost bubbly, highly uncharacteristic laugh usual to the man as he hung the phone up. "Looks like I'm all set again~" He flashed a thumbs-up at the Diner keeping demon, who merely shrugged. He would have been amazed if they actually sent someone for him hearing how drunk he was.<br><br>Too bad he never actually dialed them, but someone else... Gil couldn't help shake the feeling that the description sounded oddly familiar, but hopefully nothing bad came of it. For now, he returned to cleaning glasses and moving to answer the order of another patron. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 05:09:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Deadline<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>There was giggling and loudly speaking women at the background when Nerissa answered to Albion’s call. Yea, I know it’s you. I can see your name from the phone, Nera thought to herself. She didn’t feel like signing everything in his description of himself. “Foxes…?” Like normal foxes or demon foxes? In plural? Did he think she had foxes hiding in her room or something? “Pink foxes?” This got stranger with every word he let out of his mouth. “I don’t have pink foxes.” Or foxes of any other color either. She did know pink foxes, but there was no chance she would be dragging them into this... whatever this was. “I have just this one pink fox.” She wasn’t going to argue about the fact that the pink foxes were fun. “At Deadline but…” I have other plans already Nerissa was going to say but he had hung up already.<br><br>The girl was extremely confused. Albion didn’t sound like himself at all. Had he finally lost it? Or moved on stronger drugs? Whatever it was, her Friday night plan of dancing and drinking had been cancelled just like that. Whatever it was Albion sounded like he needed company, to look after him and stopping him from doing something extremely stupid.<br><br>About half an hour later Nerissa arrived at the Deadline. She had a party make-up and strongly highlighted eyes. Though those eyes really didn’t need anymore highlighting. Some pale pink lip gloss glistening on her lips. Dressed in a white blouse and a high waist black skirt, (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) showing off her black thigh socks and straps of a garter belt. On her delicate neck was a white gold and diamonds choker. (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1a/ba/5e/1aba5ec6c78460f2a847f6dfe413d2ad.jpg) It didn’t take but one glance around at the place to find the white haired man.<br><br>The fox demon navigated to him, stopping by his table. “Oh my…” She sighed looking down at the man. He was an absolute mess. “Are you trying to drink all their liquor by yourself? How about we order a cup of coffee next for you, hmm?” And after that we can start planning to get you to your home, Nerissa thought as she pulled a chair for herself without waiting for permission to sit into his company. “Do you have some special occasion you are celebrating like this?"&nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 06:16:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> "Deadline" All-Day Diner<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Drunk af<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"Aaaaah, she's here! The lady of the hour!"anion gave a most jovial reply as his ordered date for the evening showed up. One look at the man and Nerissa could see this was the absolute drunkest she had ever seen him. Even his pale cheeks had an obvious tint of red, with the left of his face seemingly more red than the other from the slap. "I mean, I thought I was doing a pretty good job of putting them away, but I can always share with you. Yeeeaaah, just pull up a seat, we're gonna have a real good time tonight!" the male cheered.<br><br>Approaching the table, the tall demonic gentleman named Gilliam leaned in to look Nerissa over with a hum. <strong>"Curious, but... You are to be his company for the evening? You bear a sense of familiarity by description... In any event, I must warn you as he is a great deal under the influence, so... Do try not to kill him if he does anything too untoward. I can only salvage so much."</strong> the Lanky demon smiled, before standing upright. <br><br>"Heehee, that's my friend Gil, good guy he is! But try not to cause any problems at his place..." He spoke in a low, hushed tone even though he was probably the most chaotic element in the Diner at the moment. Nerissa suggested a cup of coffee for him next, to which he blinked had brushed his chin. "I wonder if they have any alcoholic coffee... Imagine the buzz you'd get from THAT!" He grinned, leaning forward to rest his chin on her shoulder.<br><br>"Mmmmn, occasions, occasions... Any occasion is a good occasion to drink, you know? Today is probably a magical day! Now if only I could remember why... Did you know I drink deep to forget things? It's amazing when it works!" He was oddly warm to touch... But it also seemed as if he had absolutely no idea who Nerissa even was. Could someone truly get that drunk...?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 07:25:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Deadline<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>“How generous of you” Nera noted as Albion offered to share with her. “Looks like you got a headstart on that good time part. You are so full of energy for someone so drunk.” <br><br>“Ah, yes. I’m his… company? We have met before Gil” The fox told with a friendly smile, wondering a bit about his choice of words. “I will be fine. If he gets too wild I will hit him with a stunner. That should solve it. Thank you for your concern though.” Nerissa rolled her eyes at Albion’s next words. You don’t need anymore buzz. “Yes, let’s get you a nice hot cup of coffee with some brandy. You are going to like that.” The fox demon talked to him like he was a child, returning back to way people talked to adults when she spoke to Gil. “Two coffees. His with brandy and mine with cream.” After that the girl leaned closer to the tall demon, lowering her voice to a whisper. “Just a black coffee for Albion. And if he orders something more, cut it with water. With a heavy hand.” <br><br>Nerissa placed her purse on the table and tried to figure out what to do with Albion. This was the first time she had seen him in this miserable condition. Though, he seemed happy. This was also the first time she saw him this cheerful. Maybe drinking really did some good for him after all… “Oh, I wouldn’t say that every occasion is good to drink as much as you do. You can’t even remember why you are drinking? Your brains must be floating in alcohol. I know that you drink because you are so bad at handling your emotions, so you just try to bury them at the bottom of the glass. And in embrace of women you don’t even know properly.”<br><br>The girl placed her hand on the table, reaching to take Albion’s hand into hers. “Tell me Albion, what is it that you are trying to forget so hard?” It would do no good lecturing him. The man would probably remember nothing of this night tomorrow anyway. Nerissa was curious to know what it was that Albion wanted to hide, not only from other but from himself too. So far he had been very vague about those painful memories.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 08:10:11</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> "Deadline" All-Day Diner<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Drunk af<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"You know me, party animal~!" Albion responded with an airy giggle. It was very, very different from what he normally acted like, but it was also extremely uncharacteristic. It was like he was having too much fun and laughter, and even the normal Albion would probably feel no small amount of discomfort knowing this was how he acted when he went beyond drunk.<br><br>At being addressed, Gil reached up to adjust his glasses... Behind the glass, one could see most unnatural eyes... Compound-eyes, hinting at some sort of insectoid heritage. <strong>"Ah... Hohohoho, I remember you now. It seems my friend has made a mistake."</strong> He whispered, flashing a toothy smile to Albion who couldn't tell what they were saying. <strong>"It would seem I can trust you to be sensible... Nerissa."</strong> He winked, ready to keep her secret. Honestly, given how much the man talked about her when he drank here, there must have been more between them than he liked to admit.<br><br>As Nerissa placed the order, two more spindly arms came up to begin writing this down, leaning close to catch Nerissa's last words. <strong>"As you wish, dear. For now... Enjoy your evening, hmhmhmhm..."</strong> The tall demon gave a pleased cackle as he backed away, eager to see what Albion would do to his cherished friend, or how she would set him straight amidst his drunken rambling.<br><br>Albion's arms folded as Nerissa spoke, almost seeming to take a moment to register everything she was telling him. "Weeeell, it's not all bad. Some of my emotions are good! Just, most are bad... Bad emotions. I forgot when was the last time I took something to help me with those..." Albion spoke, loose lips already at work ready to sink the ship. It was likely Nerissa did not know Albion usually took something to help with his feelings, but she could easily infer antidepressants were perhaps responsible for controlling some of his more negative moments. The fact he couldn't remember when he last took them probably did not bode well.<br><br>Y'know... Y'know... You are <em>so</em> right!" He pointed at Nerissa, pointing out her comment about the pleasures of women he didn't know properly. "It's like... You just got here, but you've known me all this time! I should order you more often!" An arm came around her, hugging Nerissa as he muzzled into her neck, inhaling gently. If that wasn't the clearest sign that this Albion did not act like usual... Well, no doubt there was even more inappropriate behavior waiting for her. "Mmm, you smell good..."<br><br>Still, Nerissa seemed resistant, pulling away gently only to take hold of his hand. Such a soft, warm hand... "T-trying to forget... How much work sucks! Hahahah... So much shouting and shooting and screaming and... And injuries! I have <em>so</em> many now... Gil says I probably shouldn't even be alive, but he and Toshishishi... They're like, super pros at keeping me alive! So I can kill EVEN MORE BAD GUYS!" It was almost comedic to hear the man speak. Why hadn't anyone thought to record this and play it back to him when he was sober?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 08:51:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Deadline<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>Oh dear… I wouldn’t describe you as a party animal. More like someone who drinks until his liver gives up. This person she was dealing with… made her question if this really was Albion, but as far as she knew he didn’t have any twin brothers. Sensible? Well, she sure would be the more sensible of the two. Nerissa gave a small nod escorted with a smile to the demon before he went away.<br><br>“Something?” He had a habit to take something to make bad emotions go away. Nerissa’s thoughts weren’t in antidepressants, but something more sinister. “What do you take for those bad emotions? Don’t try to circle around it! You tell me exactly what you take!” Nerissa demanded. She would lock this idiot in a rehab. It was enough to watch him drink himself into an early grave, but she wasn’t going to let him hurry there by shooting who knew what into his system. <br><br>Of course I know you. Order… more often…? With a deadpan face Nerissa stared at Albion. She couldn’t decide whether she should slap him, kick him in the nuts or throw his drink on his face. You are mistaking me to a whore?! Seriously! Nerissa almost growled, and then she got confused by Albion’s sudden need to muzzle his face into her neck. The fox demon froze for a moment before she sighed, letting all hatred go. “Thank you. You don’t smell so good today… You poor, sad, miserable human man…” Nera whispered and started to stroke his hair slowly, letting him stay near her. <br><br>Did Albion have a habit of requesting pink foxes especially…? We are going to discuss about this tomorrow Albion. It’s not normal to ask for prostitutes that look like someone you know. Nerissa pulled her purse closer and took her cell phone out with a free hand. “Tell me… How much money you are going to spend on me? And what you want to get with that money?” The fox demon felt strongly that this was something she shouldn’t ask. It was a private matter and normally Albion probably wouldn’t tell her this kind of details, but… he could blame only himself for being a freak who sleeps with hookers who remind her!<br><br>“I know you have many injuries. You have people who love you and care of you more than you do care of yourself. Albion, I think your true love in this life is death. For whatever reason you aren’t ready to give yourself completely to her, but you do flirting with her more than you should. You are punishing yourself from something… That’s what I think. You put yourself in bad situations and get hurt because you feel like that’s everything you deserve. You can’t accept the thought that you deserve to be loved and cared and your feelings are important too.” Nerissa said with a soft voice before kissing lightly top of his head. “Does it make you feel better when you have company like this?”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 09:21:56</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> "Deadline" All-Day Diner<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Drunken Revelations<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"Huh? Whoa, whoa, whoa... Hold the phones there, I'm trying to think... They were small, round... Usually when I took them, it helped the bad feelings go away and all. Toshishishi gave me them when he tested me once or something... Only gave me a few though, but I think he's hoarding the rest. I think he called them depressants or something..." Albion leaned his head back, as if trying to seriously think about what he was supposed to be taking. He didn't know why his date had such an interest in them. "You want some too, maybe? They're in my drawer back home..."<br><br>This girl was already better than the last one, this one let him nuzzle and cuddle! He hadn't even given her a dime yet! If he could get service like this all the time, maybe he wouldn't even NEED to rent girls! "Yes, I am a very, very poor, sad, miserable human! Who needs lots of hugs and cuddles... But wait, I shouldn't! They're not supposed to be good for me... But they feel so good anyway. How much for more hugs?" He asked, almost feeling like a puppy as Nerissa gently pet his head. In the distance, Gil could be seen approaching with their drinks, but he clearly didn't want to intrude on the moment.<br><br>"How much? As much as I can! You let me hug and nuzzle before I even paid, you're worth it!" Albion proudly declared, jumping from a very soft hiccup. "Oh, you knoooow... Hugs, cuddles, kisses, licks... Maybe more things... More things are good... Can I lick you? You look really pink and lickable, like cotton candy..." He smiled, leaning close and letting his tongue slip free... Before Gil set the tray down on the table.<br><br><strong>"Your drinks are here. One Coffee with cream, and one 'Coffee with Brandy'. Do enjoy, and let me know if anything else is required."</strong> the demon gave a polite bow, before turning away to return to tending to other orders.<br><br>"Whooo, drinks are here! Let's drink up!" Albion cheered, pulling away from Nerissa to take his black coffee and sip, only to cough. "Whoa... Either this isn't coffee with brandy or this is some potent demon world flavor... Maybe acquired taste..." He hummed softly, taking another sip and setting the glass down. Nerissa's next questions would deserve most of his brain power to focus on. <br><br>"... Death? ... Hmph..." Albion grumbled wuietly, and for a fleeting moment, it seemed like he returned to his usual self, before he shook his head. "Death isn't that cute that I can flirt with her. Besides, she's taken a lot from me as it is! Friends I had growing up, friends I loved... She watched us all playing, and one by one she took them all. We danced to her tunes when we all played, and one by one she took them when they lost the game. Now she tries hard to take me, but she can't have me as long as I have all the pretty girls~" He smiled widely, but at the corners of his eyes, it looked as if tears were forming...? <br><br>"Yes, better, so much better... Comfy, safe... Mmm..." He hummed softly, parting his lips and planting them on her neck, gently nipping.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 09:53:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Deadline<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>“Yes. I’m going to put the phone away. Soon…” Nera promised as she secretly snapped a picture of him before sending a message ‘have you done this guy?’. Then the girl slipped her cell away. “Hmm… So Toshi gave you some pills. Thank you for your kind offer, but I must refuse. I don’t like to use them.” I’m not sure if they are good for you either…<br><br>“Why aren’t hugs and cuddles supposed to be good for you? They are good for everyone! You can always come to me if you feel like you need a moment of cuddling. Or even if you need more than a moment.” You are such a mess Albion, Nera thought. Why do you do this to yourself? Despite that she felt bad for him, it didn’t stop her curiosity from asking questions. There was no harm in asking. If he would reveal something too bad, she could always pretend she didn’t know. <br><br>“I know I’m worth it. How much do you have? Maybe we need to figure out what you can get with the money you have. That’s fair, isn’t it?” Mostly she wanted to know how much he blew money on women in one night. I looked lickable…? Nerissa wondered if that was he usually saw him or just confused thought of his booze clouded mind. “You want just cuddles and little kissing? You don’t want anything more intimate?” Nera asked. Part of her thought that despite his unfortunate state Albion tried to be gentleman enough not to crudely tell every little dirty thing he wanted to do. But wasn’t that something he should tell if he wanted to get them? “Maybe we can come into an agreement of what we will do, if you feel like telling me. I’m very open-minded. I won’t judge you” the demoness assured him.<br><br>Nera took her coffee, letting her spoon swirl in the hot drink. Had Albion just tried to lick her…? “Oh, I know that death isn’t cute. It’s awful. You lost all your friends? Was that during the demon invasion? Albion… I know that no one can place the loved ones you have lost, but you have new friends, people who care about you. Instead of thinking all the pain, all you have lost, you should try focusing on everything you have now. The people, who love you, would be extremely sad if you died. Your death would bring them the same kind of pain you are going through now.” <br><br>Are you going to cry…? No. You are attacking my neck. “Albion, no nibbling. You can’t leave marks. It will… make my work harder, right? You can lick, but no nibbling.” Nerissa didn’t even flinch when she felt his lips on her sensitive neck. Calmly she allowed the man to caress her neck, thinking that he was hurting and this was something that calmed his tortured soul. In her eyes he did nothing bad. Surely this was something he wouldn’t do for a million dollars when he was sober, but it felt like he really needed this, and she wanted to comfort him.<br><br>“You ordered a pink fox. Why did you want especially a pink fox demon?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 10:31:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> "Deadline" All-Day Diner<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Drunken Revelations<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"I don't blame you, I don't like them very much either. I thought about taking them all at once before, but that wouldn't help me at all. I keep them as a just incase, I think. Maybe I'll feel so bad I'll need them, you know? A dose of happy pills to make the bad feelings go away..." Albion hummed. Maybe his date didn't want to hear any of this though.<br><br>"Really!? You're too kind! I can't even let myself enjoy them when I want, but if you want to hug and cuddle me, it's fine! Though sometimes it's not good to hug and cuddle me in certain places. Like, I have to tell my friend all the time 'not here' because she tries to hug me everywhere. Sometimes I just tell her that because I don't want to be caught getting hugged, but it's not like she'll know I'm telling you this... My secret keeper..." He whispered softly, naturally unaware of who he was telling these secrets to.<br><br>"I haaaaave... Uh, a few hundred thousand yen! That has to be enough for plenty of things! Licking and cuddling are most common... I could do more, depending, mhmhmhmhm..." He giggled in a way that seemed almost dark, and she would feel why: His hand crept along her side, feathering under her breast and pressing against her clothed chest. "You seem like you have lots of chest... You <em>feel</em> like you have lots of chest..." He pointed this out, gently groping and squeezing her breast.<br><br>However, as she moved the topic back to his friends, Albion frowned and snorted, removing his chest. "Why do you care? That's all in the past, the present is more fun..." The male sighed, before he giggled as she continued to speak. "You're silly, you didn't hear me... We danced on her strings and she took them away... What if she makes me dance again?" He asked, looking into her eyes, before he leaned close, whispering. "I won't have any friends again..." It was hard to make out, but... Something about his words sounded unsettling in the childish way he spoke it. Only a sober Alby would probably give the full truth. Perhaps she could even see it...<br><br>"Mmm, okay, no nibbling..." He agreed so readily, breathing softly as he let his tongue slip free, lashing gently against her neck, dragging from the base of her neck up to her jaw. "A pink fox? Pink foxes are fun... Happy-go-lucky, free, energetic... I have a pink fox friend too, but I would never ask her to do these things... Heeheehee... She's a good friend, but I'm a bad friend. A bad friend who only loses friends. I could never ask her to do these things you're doing for me right now..." He gave a gentle gasp, nuzzling against her cheek.<br><br>"You're so warm like her though..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 11:17:04</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Deadline<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>“No. Albion no.” Nerissa said flatly and took his head between her hands as she stared into his eyes with a strong resolution. “Promise me that you will never take all of them at once. Promise me!” The fox demon had poor knowledge of medicines, but if she guessed right he was talking about some heavy medication and if he was stupid enough to take all of them… he might not make it. “I will forgive you if you do something so stupid” Her voice shattered and she had to let her eyes fall down. Nerissa swallowed and quickly moved closer, hugging the man tightly against her smaller frame. You idiot… Don’t even think about it. The thought that he would do something as desperate as that, that life would slowly escape his body, that he would die somewhere alone, sad and in pain. Don’t leave me like that Albion. “We…” the girl cleared her throat. “We will figure out something. We are going to fix you.”<br><br>“Why do you do that if you want to be held? Why does it even matter if someone sees you being hugged? Don’t you like that she hugs you? Or is it embarrassing you if someone sees you with her?” My secret keeper… Just wait for tomorrow Albion.&nbsp; <br><br>“That much, huh? Hmm… I guess you can get whatever you want with 200 000 yens. So what do you want Albion?” Nerissa wondered if it was customary to pay up front, or after, or part now and rest later. Then Albion interrupted her thought process by getting handsy with her. The fox demon let out a surprised gasp. “Albion, hey…!” She wasn’t wearing a bra, so she could feel too clearly his touch on her round breast, squeezing it and making her nipples erect. “Stop it. They are sensitive…” She mumbled as she pushed his hand away, feeling burning on her cheeks. So this was what he had to deal with when she was drunk? She didn’t give him nearly enough credit for the struggles he went through because of her!<br><br>“Why wouldn’t I care? I’m sorry… I don’t quite follow. What do you mean dancing on the strings?” Albion, you are making me worry of you. More than normally. “It’s not for you to decide. You have friends already. You spoke of Toshiro, Gil and the pink fox whose hugs you don’t like.” And hearing that wasn’t a pleasant thing to hear.<br><br>“Why don’t you ask your fox friend to do these things? You know that licking a neck isn’t something sexul to fox demons? It can have many different meanings. It can be to offer comfort, to show submission or respect, to greet… I don’t believe that you are a bad friend. Those friends you talked about earlier… do you think you would be happier if you had never met them, if you had never had friends? I doubt you would feel better if you had been alone always. All the good things having close friends brings is worth all the trouble and pain it might bring too.” In a way he scared her. Albion wasn’t himself, and despite his cheerful acting it made her feel uncomfortable, like he was on edge of falling into a madness.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 12:08:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> "Deadline" All-Day Diner<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Drunken Revelations, getting slightly less drunk<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"Huh...? Hey, you're being pretty serious there, y'know?" Albion blinked as his date held his head between her hands. She was all kinds of cute when she worried about him like that. "You're being silly... Toshishishi didn't give me enough to be able to do that. Heehee, he knew I had suicidal tendencies so he gave the bare minimum. But I never used them so I'm fine." He gave a friendly shrug, though part of him felt exceptionally warm to see her hugging him so intently. Even in his drunken state, something about the gesture made him smile... And not in the dopey way he usually did while inebriated. "I... Look forward to being fixed, I think...?"<br><br>Albion blinked and looked away. "I... I'm not sure. I can't even remember why it mattered... Hehe, I'm so stupid, looking for reasons to not be given affection..." It started to sound like a greater part of his drunken state had begun to wear off... Offering a little bit of clarity, but not enough to help clear the proverbial beer goggles. "She gives such warm hugs, and she outs her heart behind them... But I can't accept her heart, I'm still a bad friend for pushing her away... When she needed me most." He frowned. Ever since that time she was afflicted by heat, and he drove her away in his panic... It seemed it lingered with him, not just the act but everything that happened where she lived. "Such a bad friend..."<br><br>So much of a bad friend that he couldn't stop squeezing her chest! One breast, then the other... She even perked up! He gave am extra hard squeeze to both before she finally pried his hands off, though his hands continued to mimic the gesture in the air. "Extra soft... &nbsp;He laughed, before lowering one hand, using the other to hold his coffee and sip some more of it. <br><br>The male glanced at the woman as she asked what he meant, to which he shook his head. "I meant what I said... Hehe, silly foxy., but that's why I like you. We danced on her strings, little puppets in her grand puppet show. But we couldn't all be the star... One by one we all danced, often in duets... Those who couldn't dance good were taken away... You don't realize it, do you?" He asked, a tear forcing it's way down his cheek as he looked into her eyes.<br><br>"<em><strong>I. Killed. Them. All.</strong></em>"<br><br>He let the words sink in before he pulled away, bringing a hand up to wipe his cheeks. He couldn't even find the focus to answer her point about his other friends. She probably wouldn't need to figure out any longer why he tried to keep everyone at arm's length. The 'why' of it was still a mystery, but... The deepest root of his trauma lingered in the air for her to process, and would probably remain a secret for her to keep until she was ready to confront him about it.<br><br>For several moments he sat in his seat, unspeaking, almost unmoving save for breathing. He stared up at the ceiling, lost to the moment even though she asked these things. When he finally did move, he reached for his coffee to drink, washing the bitter liquid against his throat and letting it flow down his gullet, before he closed his eyes. "... How could I? Knowing what I do... That it could happen to her, intentionally or not. I've lost enough in one lifetime as it is." He mumbled quietly, leaning over to rest his head on her shoulder. "Happy... I could never be happy alone. I welcome having friends... But I'm afraid. As easily as they enter my life, they can leave it... Maybe by my own hand, or some circumstance connected to me." He mumbled, closing his eyes.<br><br>"... Feh, I've gone and ruined the evening casting a dark cloud like that." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 20:12:29</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa, Kevin (mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> It’s not that simple<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>The question about how she and Kevin got here was a bit of a touchy subject (not just cause it happened a week ago, no). Mallory gave a grimace, looking away from the fox demon for a moment; she didn’t want to talk about it, at least not yet. It was still fresh in her mind, if just trying to get away from everything was enough to tell by that, so she looked back to Nerissa, giving a shake of her head. “That’s... a question for another time.” &nbsp;She may tell her eventually, just not now. <br><br>“Let him go?” &nbsp;Mallory... she couldn’t think about doing that. Kevin has been with her since they were kids, ever since she had been with her Aunt. The two had always been together, beating the odds, and always helping one another when they needed it. To just ‘let him go’ as Nerissa said... could she do that? She shook her head, trying to think about what Nerissa was telling her, but already the fox girl was asking her another question, and now her line of thinking was already going haywire.<br><br>“W-what, no!” &nbsp;Her face was red all over again, and the poor girl was back to having to answer this strange fox who liked to talk about sex and intimate things <em>way</em> too much. “I-I don’t have any of that stuff, and I never said I didn’t want to... be with...” &nbsp;Her declaration sputtered out near the end, her mind beginning to go crazy; was this weird fox demon making her realize she had some form of feelings for her friend?!<br><br>And now she wanted questions asked at her!<br><br>Taking some time to collect herself, and getting some space between them so that Mallory could finally relax in some form, she looked at Nerissa with a hint of a glare. “Y-you asked me why I’m here. What’s your reason? I don’t get how SOPHE would have someone like you here...” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 20:41:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Reckley Stiles, Kevin Finch, Hanna (Mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Need to Get Away<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Clothes (https://i.imgur.com/rH3tFvs.jpg)/Hair Style and Glasses (https://i.imgur.com/5vPZGY8.jpg)<br><hr>Mallory was tempted to dismiss Kevin’s compliment towards her, but opted not to. She knew how Kevin was, having trouble expressing feelings when it came to it. She knew it was mostly due to how his parents raised him, but Mallory couldn’t help but be a bit proud of her denied when he could be honest with how he felt. Even if she didn’t think much of herself, what Kevin said made her feel like she was incredible, even if words from others told her different. “T-thanks...” <br><br>Mallory became quiet as Kevin talked, and the mention of her parents came out. It wasn’t a subject either of them could really ignore, not when they both knew it would be brought up once or twice. Mallory didn’t feel that much sadness when it came to their memory, mostly because she had never got the chance to meet them. She could barely remember few details about her mother; long flowing hair, and a scent of flowers. “Am I?” &nbsp;It was a bit of a surprise for Kevin to say such a thing, because in all honestly, he was the strongest person she’d ever met. Not just because of what he’s gone through as he grew up with his strict parents, but the way he handled himself with Reckley. <br><br>Her eyes watched him as he gave encouraging words, and she couldn’t help but give a small smile. The pat to her shoulder is what got her however, and her once solemn expression turned to one of joy, a smile coming to her lips as she began to give a laugh. Giggling, she waved a hand to not worry or hurt Kevin, her laughs reverberating around the trees around the two. <br><br>“You’re one of the most interesting people I’ve ever met Kevin, and I mean that.” &nbsp;Her laughs beginning to subside, the redness across her cheeks began to soften, but it was still there as she talked to her friend. Her eyes looked towards the ginger-haired male, soft and gentle; content. “You’re really one of a kind.” &nbsp;The clouds were still gray around them, and as time passed, Mallory gave a small sigh.<br><br>“We’re gonna have to go home now I guess. Can’t really go back to the school.” &nbsp;She turned to look at Kevin, the thought of having to go back to their individual homes still on her mind.<br><br>“We might as well start thinking of excuses for when your parents and my Aunt find us back so early.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>15-09-2020, 21:31:54</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Deadline<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>You couldn’t be more far away from being fine! It was impossible not to worry of him when he was in this state. Nerissa didn’t know just how much of what he told her was true and what was just alcohol speaking. Yet, she felt like there was at least a part of truth in everything he said. The things he wouldn’t have told when sober and control of himself.<br><br>“I can’t agree more with you. You are an idiot for refusing all the affection you could get when you want it.” Nera agreed with a small nod. Needed the most? But pushing her away was a solid part of Albion. It was something she was used to by now… and to be honest, it felt like their own little game. She got close to the man until he would give up and tell her to stop. For a reason the fox demon didn’t understand it always felt like a small victory. And Albion endured being hugged well enough when it mattered. And he didn’t have, much, problems to pet her ears, so wasn’t that more than enough? <br><br>Albion had been there every time she had needed him. He was ready to listen when she needed that, hold her when she was falling apart, let her cry her sadness off on his shoulder, do many stupid things just because she asked. Just how much could she ask from him? Nerissa couldn’t remember him failing her, but that was because they saw things differently. Nera hold no grudge on Albion from turning her away when she was in a heat, sure he could have been more considering with his way of doing that, but it was she who had crossed a line. There were things she could ask from him, and things she couldn’t. That was one of the things she couldn’t. “It might be a misunderstanding Albion. You haven’t let her down.” Just what have you been brooding in your head all this time?&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>“I don’t” Nerissa admitted that she didn’t understand what the man was talking about. She was about to lean closer to lick his tear off when his words stopped her, froze her. Killed them? Albion was quiet and so was the fox demon. His confession had taken her by surprise and left her speechless. There were many things she didn’t know about Albion, but despite that she refused to believe he would kill people close to him out of cruelty or just for the excitement. There was something he wasn’t telling her… Something that had forced his hand. <br><br>Her coffee sat on the table, getting cold. The demoness swallowed. Then she stood up, not to leave, but to move to sit on Albion’s lap. With a firm hold she pulled his head against her chest. It was much easier to act than try to come up with the right words. Her delicate fingers started stroking his white hair again. “Albion…” Her voice was shivering. Perhaps it was merciful to let him drink until he forgot all that. This new information together with her own memories was about to tear her apart. The girl breather deep. “I have done something like that. With my own hands I killed the man I loved. Should I give up because of that? Should I stay away from others and never let anyone get close to me, because there is a small chance it might happen again?” Nerissa asked and dried her tears on Albion’s hair. She believed that Albion cared of himself too little to reason with him traditionally, but maybe letting him see the things from different point of view would let him open his eyes.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>16-09-2020, 00:33:29</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 4:00 – 5:00 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nerissa's Bank | Pawnhouse Zaisan, The Gate<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: The Papayo<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr>Toshiro chewed on his lip for a moment in hesitation at calling what he did theft for a moment before deciding that it really didn't matter if it was a correct term or not. Appreciating the razor sharp intellect that Nerissa showed in validating what he had thought, he replied with an obvious note of happiness in his voice, “That's exactly what I was thinking! All I have to do is find the right catalyst, the right trigger, and it'll do... something! And if we don't know what that something is, we can't treat it the way in needs to be treated. True understanding, that's the only way to be sure that it won't bite us.” Toshiro seemed to stare through the images on the tablet as if his mind was somewhere else entirely as he spoke these latter words, but such a slip could be easily attributed to fatigue.<br><br>At Nerissa's mention of Toshiro's assumed friends, the scientist could only scratch his chin idly for a moment before answering somewhat hesitantly as the truth of the matter usually attracted a measure of sympathy towards his situation that he found both unnecessary and somewhat insulting, “Oh I wouldn't worry about bothering my friends, but neither of them makes for the best holiday company.” Toshiro wracked his brain in attempt to think on who he'd call a friend beyond Albion and Marceline before shrugging as he came up wanting, “Yeah just the two, one of them isn't the jolliest person to be around on the holidays, and the other is a cat.” Not wanting to bring the mood too low with his socially less acceptable ring of friends he added, “I was kinda spending it with Tulip, the owner of the Indigo Lounge, it's a jazz lounge pretty near here. Although that's more her building up a college fund for her kids by keeping me plied with booze.” Turning to give Nerissa a somewhat incredulous look at her invitation to spend Christmas with her and the woman who had both played on his insecurities and loneliness before leaving him nearly dead, Toshiro furrowed his brow for a moment in disbelief for a moment before shaking his head, “That's nice of you to offer but I really don't think there's much chance me and your sister are ever going to sit together at a dinner table.”<br><br>Toshiro could only spin the chopsticks nimbly in his hands before bringing them to a sudden halt to pick a single tiny noodle fragment from the broth with a smile. Raising his eyebrows somewhat at Nerissa's forwardness, Toshiro could only laugh at her audaciousness before replying confidently, “Well I haven't had any complaints. About my 'finger game', not the guitar. It's a good way of making sure every walks away happy. Again, not the guitar.” Taking another deep swallow of broth he rocked his head side to side for a moment before adding candidly, “Although to be fair, I've paid for most of my partners to be my partners so... it's a bit hard to tell how much of the moaning is for show.” Never having been one to concern himself with what others didn't consider worth voicing, he'd never really agonized over whether or not this was the case.<br><br>“As for how good I am at the guitar? Well I'm technically flawless." Toshiro made this undeniably outrageous claim with a completely straight face and no trace of irony, "I can see a piece played and have it replicated in almost no time, pitch, tempo, dynamic and all, but I'm no artist.” With the same small smile he had when discussing Christmas he added, “Now my sister, she's the musical genius, went from being a punk, to an idol, to an punk-idol, and now she's a producer. Anyways, she always told me, her words not mine, 'Toshi, you're as fucking bland as that boring fucking unseasoned ramen shit you eat all the time.'” Toshiro couldn't help but laugh at the memory before waving his hand to dismiss the self-indulgent nostalgia trip. “Point is, some would say I'm the guitarist equivalent of a drum machine. I hit all the right notes at exactly the right times, but my improv is a bit lacking. I'm pretty sure her standards are higher than most people.” Turning back towards Nerissa with a suddenly serious expression he added, “And in answer to your question, yes I want that guitar. It belongs in a museum, but I'll settle for keeping it in my apartment.”<br><br>Following Nerissa's lead, Toshiro leaned his seat back to give his somewhat cramped frame more room, although he wasn't quite confident enough in his state to risk taking his shoes off as she had. It was difficult to bring up given the events leading up to now, but there was a point Nerissa had brought up earlier that he couldn't help but repeat out loud in resignation for what he'd long assumed to be true, “So he's... Albion's more into guys like that huh? I mean I kinda figured that by now, I'd seen his choice company on the rarer occasions he went that way. It's kinda why I never tried to take things further, would just make things awkward. I guess that's why I was so glad when your sister approached me last night at the Indigo Lounge looking like him.” It was still undeniably humiliating to say what had happened out loud once again, especially with how absurdly foolish he saw himself for being tricked so easily, the only reason he even thought to do so was because Nerissa deserved to know why he had treated her the way he had. It couldn't make up for his increasingly more likely misdirected accusations, but the truth was certainly something she'd bought with her kindness.<br><br>Leaning back in his chair, Toshiro pulled a medium sized sketch pad from his messenger bag along with a pencil. Tapping the eraser to his lip in thought for a minute, he began to draw out the main room of Pawnhouse Zaisan, every artifact, piece of art, and ritualistic component replicated with stunning detail in varying values of graphite. In about an hour he'd have as useful a render as he'd need, only looking up on occasion to respond to Nerissa or take another sip of coffee. Nearing the completion of his work, as he was intensifying the shading around the drawn Nerissa's tail to really make the specular highlights pop, he asked curiously, “What do you know about Papayo?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>16-09-2020, 03:40:33</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> "Deadline" All-Day Diner<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Drunken Revelations, getting slightly less drunk<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"Hm... Hmhmhm... A hypocrite, that's what I am. In need of affection but too afraid to welcome it, to let it hold me once again. If I just... Keep everyone at a distance, it won't hurt as much. But it's a miserable existence..." Albion sighed, mental acuity slowly, ever so slowly, returning to the man. Had this been the longest he'd gone just... Talking instead of doing something else? It felt like weights wanted to be lifted from his heavy soul, yet each time one removed, another simply took its place.<br><br>Why... Was this person trying so hard to help him?<br><br>His eyes closed as his date for the evening tried to cheer him up once more, words like echoes in his ear. "You say that, but it isn't what I see. I look into those eyes, and I see... Hope. What does she hope for? What does she want of me? These... Things I can't give her, fearing they'll be taken away. Is a moment of bliss truly worth the everlasting pain that follows when what you cherish most is ripped from your life?" He sighed, shaking his head. "Kh... Now I know, this drink... Wasn't alcoholic. That old coot just wanted me to start sobering up..." He grumbled, but he didn't seem resentful in the slightest. The longer this went on, the more likely he was to figure out what was going on.<br><br>It seemed his date was no less guilty than he was... He lifted his head from her chest to look into her eyes, reaching a hand up to caress her cheek. "A sinner like me then... We've both killed people we loved... Yet, here you are responding to a call from a pitiful human like me, even trying to help... Maybe in another life we could have been together." He whispered, leaning close to rest his head to hers, closing his eyes. "But... Someone else needs me more. Even if I'm too afraid to answer to her feelings, she... Relies on me, and I need to be there for her to make up for my mistakes." He admitted, looking away and toward the doors to the Diner.<br><br>"Mm... Might be as good a time as any to go home... I don't live too far, I can walk it. How much do I owe? I know I did some things..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>16-09-2020, 05:54:54</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Deadline<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>“I personally think it’s worth it. Everything will end at some point. It’s worse to regret something you could have had, but didn’t because you were too afraid, instead of letting everything slip away and still be miserable. You know it might not be such a bad thing for you to sober up? As much as it’s fun to watch you acting stupid, it’s not good for you and it makes you kind of creepy.”<br><br>Maybe in another life we could have been together. It sounded so strange coming from him. Nerissa had to remind herself that Albion wasn’t exactly in sensible condition right now. “I’m not sure you should stay by someone’s side because you are trying to make up your mistakes. You should be there because you want to be. Not because you feel like you need to pay for something you did… or didn’t do.” Which she still didn’t know what he thought he had failed to do. <br><br>“Now you are saying something smart!” Nera stood up. “I’m going to walk you home to make sure you get there safely.” Because who would be a more believable bodyguard than a pink fox? “Hmm… “ I think it will be payment enough to see you squirm when I tell you later how you groped me, in a public place. “200 000 yens. I will stay with you until morning.” That way she could make sure he wouldn’t do anything stupid, and at the same time she could return his money. The fox demon offered Albion her hand to walk him out of the Deadline, but it looked more like she was asking for the money. With some luck the fresh air and a little walk would help him sober up more. His alcohol infused cheerful spirit seemed to be gone already.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>16-09-2020, 07:21:35</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> "Deadline" All-Day Diner<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Time to get home<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>She... Had a point. Everything ended eventually, it seemed like a better idea to secure happiness when one could find it, than shun it and stay miserable forever. The only caveat was... If you grew accustomed to the misery, that was it... Whereas being visited by it time and again could potentially destroy one emotionally long before they were ready. There were always multiple sides to an outcome... But maybe she was right. It had been such a long time that he carried his misery.<br><br>"Mmmn, am I now? Maybe I should take that as a compliment, heh... I like to think I've been pretty good tonight... I think. Maybe I got a little handsy, it's all hazy... Well, not as hazy as before but still hazy..." Albion mumbled, rubbing the back of his head. Honestly, he could really just go for another drink right now, but he knew Gilliam wouldn't let him get anymore tonight. Fortunately, he had a plan...<br><br>"Hm... I get what you're saying... Sort-of, but my mind is made up... I'll continue to help her and be there for her until I can overcome my worries... Then, maybe I can find the right words..." He hummed, shakily standing up and finishing the last of his coffee. None of the glass bottles that once contained alcohol seemed to have even a drop of them left, so he would need to get home to get the buzz he wanted once his company left. She seemed like she was just going to help him home and that was it.<br><br>However, she surprised him with the offer for 200k yen to stay with him til morning, nothing short of a dream. "For real...? You're too kind to me, sweetheart..." Albion gave a soft giggle, leaning in to lick her cheek gently, as he slowly stumbled out of Deadline and breathed in the cool night air. Seeing her hand outstretch already, he reached into his pocket to withdraw the payment before placing the bills into her hand. "For the good service tonight. Just wanted to pay before I forget..." His vision was still blurry, but the fuzzy pink image was evidence enough that his company was still there and not a drunken manifestation.<br><br>"Fair warning, I can't see very well... Or read very well right now... I think it was this way...?" He mumbled, inadvertently pulling Nerissa in the wrong direction to his home. Fortunately, she would probably remember better than he could right now...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>16-09-2020, 07:57:51</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Deadline &gt; Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>“Oh, I believe it’s all hazy to you.” Nera said with a nod. When Albion stood up the fox demon moved by his side, pulling his arm around her shoulders to offer him support. It would be easier to help him stay up than trying to pull him back up if he fell. “You poor creature… I think you are going to run out of time before you find those right words. You aren’t going to die of old age. Your way of life is going to put you in an early grave.” It was something Nerissa feared, but she knew it would be what would most likely take him away from her life. She couldn’t lock him in a room to keep him safe. His path would leave into his own doom, and she felt helpless because she didn’t know how to steer him away from it.<br><br>When the human handed her the money Nera took her wallet and placed the bills in a different compartment than where her own money was. “Thank you very much, kind sir” The demoness said with an amused smile and let him lick her cheek. “Don’t worry. I can see well. I will get us to your place safely… and we will start by walking in the right direction. This way.” Maybe his hazy mind would wonder why she knew where he lived or then he believed he had bought this particular fox before. Either way, slowly but steadily they headed through streets towards Albion’s home. There was lots of traffic and people going out to party or just get hammered like Albion at this time. <br><br><hr><br>Nera took Albion’s keyes and opened the door to his simple apartment. She believed that he would have problems at finding the keyhole, so it was easier that she opened the door for them. “Here…” The girl said as she switched lights on. <br><br>“It’s time for bed to you. Now… you sit here and drink this” Nerissa guided him to sit on a chair in the kitchen. The girl poured a glass of water for the man and put it in his hand. “I’m going to change sheets in your bed, and then you can go to sleep. This felt like taking care of a big child. Though, she wouldn’t need to change fresh sheets in a child’s bed because the thought of smelling other women from the sheets bothered her. Nera kissed Albion’s forehead before she left him alone with the water glass and went to change the sheets. <br><br>It didn’t take many minutes from her to haul the old sheets into a laundry basket and put the fresh ones on the bed. Doing that with her height had its own challenges, but she was used to that. “Okay Albion, let me help get those unnecessary clothes off” The fox demon said as she returned into the kitchen.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>16-09-2020, 08:54:58</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> "Deadline" All-Day Diner -&gt; Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Time to get home -&gt; And get drunk again!<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"It's like you have no faith in me at all... But maybe you're right, I've wasted three years of my life keeping my friend strictly in the friend zone... That she's waited all this time for me is nothing short of a miracle." Albion mumbled quietly, hanging upon Nerissa's shoulder as he shuffled along. His head was beginning to ache a bit, but that was probably just getting off of the alcohol too soon. This woman had been such a kind, friendly thing, which was quite rare compared to the usual bawdy or otherwise classy company he tended to rent.<br><br>At being told he was going in the wrong direction, he uttered a quiet "Oops..." before letting Nerissa steer them back on the right path. He didn't even remember telling her where he lived, but then he didn't remember a lot of things that happened this evening. It was entirely possible he told her earlier in the hopes of getting her to come back. The one thing he was hopeful for was that Nerissa wouldn't have to see this. She seemed to want him to stop doing this... But old habits took their sweet time dying.<br><br><hr><br>What would he do without this woman? No doubt he would wake up in a gutter the following morning, hung over and in severe pain, but she had not only guided him home but safely into his apartment without incident. "Sweetie, you are a life saver..." He smiled, shambling through the hallway as she guided him to his kitchen. The sink ran for a moment, and when he was prompted to drink, he realized she'd served him plain tap water. It was going to wash his system out but it wouldn't help him forget anything...<br><br>Once she&nbsp; left the kitchen, he shook his head and emptied the glass in the sink before he stood up, fumbling around with his cabinets until he found the one that held his alcohol stores.&nbsp; Honestly he couldn't read what half of these labels were, he just knew he put the lightest stuff in the front and the heavier stuff in the back... Or something like that. It at least sounded reasonable. He grabbed the first bottle, unscrewing the top and taking a whiff... Before he shrugged and began to tip the drink back.<br><br>The drink was fairly warm going down despite the cool feel of the glass, but already it was working wonders: He could feel his head wanting to act up, and a lot of the bad memories that wanted to surface just seemed to wash away. An exaggerated sigh of relief escaped his lips as he set the bottle on the counter, smiling. Nerissa calling out to him to ask for him to change clothes as he hummed.<br><br>"Mmm, you move fast... Just how I like my ladies~" That familiar, jovial voice returned, as Albion advanced upon Nerissa. "If you wanted me naked, you just had to say so..." He smiled, slowly taking off his blazer before casting it carelessly over her shoulder. "How about we- Wait for it... <em>Both</em> undress...?" He asked with a grin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>16-09-2020, 09:16:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>Waited for you? That is your idea of waiting for someone? Your expectations are so low. You know perfectly well I have been in relationships during these three years. Okay, they weren’t long relationships, but at least I’m trying to get a proper relationship. So what makes you think I’m waiting for you…? And waiting for what exactly? That you will find your happiness one day, preferably before you put a bullet in your head?<br><br>Nerissa felt like she was ignoring the most obvious answer. I waited for you years ago… but you never reached out to me. It’s stupid to wait for someone who isn’t interested. Yet she felt like there was a connection between the way they grew closer and her having less enthusiasm to pursue a relationship. <br><br>When Nera returned to the kitchen she thought she would find Albion from the chair, obediently drinking his water. Of course he had liquor in his home! Stupid fox! I should have confiscated it all first! “Albion!” Nerissa chided as she turned to look at the man from the bottle. “Was that bottle full when you took it? You… hopeless drunken fish! No one here wants you naked. If you want to sleep fully clothed that’s your business. And no. Nope. We aren’t going to undress. You can if you feel like it, but I will keep my clothes on. Thank you for the offer. You just couldn’t keep your paws out of booze, could you? You were on such a good track to sobering up already!” <br><br>Nerissa had to take couple deep breathes so she wouldn’t grab the man from his ear and drag him in the bed like a badly behaving brat he was right now. Instead she took his blazer and placed it on the back of a chair. “I’m starting to feel bad for you because I have made you put up with something like this so many times… This is so annoying!”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>16-09-2020, 22:32:17</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Aw shit, here we go again<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"Well, it was definitely a lot more full, hahah..." Albion smiled, looking back to the bottle, all six of them (even if there was really just one...) before he faced Nerissa. "Aw, come on, plenty of ladies... Wait... Right, all scarred up." He seemed to remember he wasn't the best looking thing dressed down. Looking back at the bottle, it was starting to look like he might need to drink a little more to forget that one detail... But at the same time, his date <em>did</em> seem a little mad he was drinking again.<br><br>"Aw, don't feel bad, sweet thing, it's all a state of mind for me! Such a warm, happy, floaty state to be in... I feel like I could almost fly- Whoops!" Albion stumbled instead, falling to his knees with a laugh. Perhaps getting incredibly drunk, then starting to sober a littlr, and then getting drunk again immediately after was not the brightest of ideas. Especially when he leaned forward and muzzled her thigh gently. "I've been a bad man, and I should be punished~ You should punish me, before I do more bad things..." He smiled up st her dreamily, even as a hand slowly crept up her thigh and under her skirt.<br><br>"Made... <em>me</em> put up with this? That doesn't sound familiar at all... Hehe, you sure <em>you're</em> not drunk too? I think I would remember playing with a cute, pink fox..." At least he would certainly like to think he would remember.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>16-09-2020, 22:34:21</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 10:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor, Seated in Front of a Large, Bright Window<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Smart and Strange Doctor Toshiro and his Peculiar Marceline<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> The Too Curious Doctor Lary | Azmodiel, the Eternal Flame of Blackened Earth<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, and sneezing small, magical fireworks.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Causal, Mayan-like Clothes | Toshiro's Gift</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><em>Certainly, this human place meant less to Kyless than her home!</em> Her home was not full of ugly, human glass that took away <em>sacred</em>things. “Yes,” the trickster said <em>determinedly</em>, still looking at what was left of Outside, still <em>lost</em>, “because my <em>home</em> is…” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless looked <em>up</em> at the Doctor Toshiro with eyes that were so <em>full</em> they were about to break open and burst as he spoke <em>bad</em>things of the Jagraw. <em>He… He promised to remember the Jagraw.</em> The Doctor Toshiro had promised to remember the story of the Jagraw and the Jollytwills, the story that she had <em>trusted</em> him, and <em>only</em> him, with. He was upset that she would only tell him of magic, but Kyless could not tell him of <em>other</em>things. She could not tell him. She <em>would</em> not tell him. She had to protect the things she would not tell him. “Oh.” She said, as if she was about to say something <em>more</em>, something <em>else</em>. But then that was it. That was the end. Kyless just looked back at the window, at the painful, human glass, at her Last view of Outside. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br><br>The trickster did not understand that she had hurt Doctor Toshiro too, did not understand that this human God was a <em>sacred</em>thing that the Doctor Toshiro was trying to <em>trust</em> her <em>with</em>. But Kyless <em>did</em> understand, just then, just now, especially as the Doctor Toshiro spoke of Outside and where she was <em>truly</em> going, that she had been tricked. The ‘dance club’ was not Outside, and she was <em>not</em> going Outside now. She was not going to the Outside just beyond the human glass, just beyond the bright window her and Marceline still stayed in front of. <em>The Doctor Toshiro tricked her.</em> And he was <em>still</em> trying to trick her, because Kyless <em>knew</em> of trees that danced and wore leaves of many colors. She knew they were not special. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br><br>“Seasons.” The trickster suddenly said quietly, with a small <em>sniff</em>, though she had <em>not</em> sneezed before it. Instead, she <em>sneezed</em> after it, after saying ‘seasons’, a word that was <em>human</em>, a word that she could not possibly know from being kept in a glass box for a year, beneath SOPHE’s headquarters. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her horned, blue head rocked forward, catching the sunlight as another ball of magic -- green, blue and gold -- swirled in front of Kyless, <em>above</em> the sleeping Marceline. As it disappeared, Kyless <em>sniffed</em> again, and reached her braceleted hand <em>up</em>, and out. Jingle, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She took two of Toshiro’s middle fingers in a <em>tight</em> hold, like a child who was being led <em>some</em>where else, somewhere they knew was <em>less</em> good than where they were now. Her full, golden eyes were still on the human glass, still on the Outside.<br><br><em>But this was how things were.</em> And today, <em>this</em> day, Kyless’ magic was too small to find <em>another</em> loop in how things were. The Doctor Toshiro had done that, too. “I do not know if Marceline will like ‘seasons’,” the glum, trickster added, and bent one leg over and out from Marceline so <em>carefully</em>, as if not to wake her, “’Seasons’ are badthings, I find, but maybe she will still like Outside, like I do, even with the badthings.” She moved her other blue leg, so Marceline gently rolled in between them, still in the bright, warm, sunshine spot she had been in all the while. Just <em>without</em> Kyless. Kyless had to <em>leave</em>. But Kyless still hoped that, even though the Doctor Toshiro had tricked her, that he was <em>not</em> tricking Marceline. He loved Marceline most of all. He would <em>not</em> trick Marceline. So, perhaps, when he took Marceline to the Outside, with the seasons, and whatever a ‘picnic basket’ was, that Kyless would <em>not</em> be allowed to come with Marceline and the Doctor Toshiro.<br><br><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The trickster finally stood up in front of the window, saying goodbye to the Outside silently. She wiggled her toes on the cold, boring titled floor of the SOPHE’s headquarters, and the <em>tips</em> of them brushed along Marceline’s very <em>soft</em>, fluffy back. But there was Azmodiel, and others, SOPHE others, for her to <em>follow</em>. <em>At least she knew of the human Mallory. At least the human Mallory would remember her.</em> And… May be… The <em>rewards</em> the Doctor Toshiro had mentioned before would be <em>better</em>. Her bedding, something small she wanted, and something Toshiro wanted to give to her. <em>Maybe his next gift would make her less fuzzy.</em> It was… best, to be less fuzzy. “Azmodiel will have many more rules for me, I think,” the trickster still held Toshiro’s two middle fingers, and she swung their arms a little, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, just a small sway. A small, resilient bit of <em>fun</em>. “Azmodiel cares for silly humans, and rules keep <em>cared</em>things safe, yes? Yes, I know. I know, I know, I know.” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her small, golden bells rang out against her curled, grey horns as Kyless walked beside the Doctor Toshiro, the superior trickster, the <em>human</em> who was able to take away <em>demon</em> magic, the human who was the wisest Rulemaker yet, she did not look back at the view of Outside. Not even once. Because may be, just may be, she was following <em>her</em> rules, the Old Laws, well enough that other <em>good</em>things would come back to her soon.</span><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: arial black;" class="bbc_font">END OF SCENE</span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 02:02:41</strong>
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				<br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>Hahah. You idiot. There should be child-locks on your cabinets so you don’t get to drink more when you aren’t in condition to do so. “I don’t care about your scars. I doubt no one does really. I’m saying that because if you had wanted to walk around me butt naked, you would have done that already at some point, so you must have your reasons. Well… maybe not all naked, but you would have at least come to a beach or a bath with me like a normal person.”<br><br>She was too late to stop him from falling to his knees. I’m going to punish you with a knee right in your jaw, you creep, Nerissa thought but she sighed and gathered her patience once more. Just where do you think you are touching? The fox demon reached for drawers, opening one and grabbing a spatula. <br><br>SLAP!<br><br>A red spatula shaped pattern started to form on Albion’s cheek. “How is that for a punishment? First of all, are you this bad with foreplay? You disappoint me. You don’t start from there. You earn your way up there. Now, take your shoes off and crawl to your bed like a good boy” Okay, she liked this little too much. Nera couldn’t help but wonder, was this the thing of services he usually bought? Should he at least tell he wanted something like this when agreeing about the payment…? I get water on my face, so maybe it’s fair that you get slapped with something, Nera thought. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 03:18:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Aw shit, here we go again<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"Mmm... It appears you have a point! Though... Beach, or a bath? I thought we just came from a diner... Do I... Know you?" Albion asked, looking up at Nerissa with a squint... Before he snorted and shook his head. "Just kidding! Couldn't possibly know you that soon... But yeaaaah, I don't do well being naked in public like that. I'm a pretty big mess under all this..." He whispered, continuing to get handsy with the vixen, his fingertips encroaching on her bottom... Until an audible <strong>*THWACK*</strong> rang out.<br><br>Whoo, that one... Actually <em>hurt</em>. Albion's eyes widened as he felt the sting ring out on his cheek, far more painful than the other fox woman had slapped him. She talked about him being bad with foreplay, which... Was probably right. He uttered a quiet sigh, nodding as he worked to slip his feet free of the shoes and start to move toward the bedroom... Before he smiled and turned on her, forcing the smaller vixen against the wall using his body.<br><br>"You like a little rough play, is it? I do too..." He whispered, his eyes looking down upon her form as he shuddered gently, leaning his head down to nip at her ear, one hand holding her spatula-holding hand to the wall. From this close, she could probably feel his heightened heartbeats, to say nothing of his rolling hips dragging against her thigh... This was probably not going how she, or even he, planned... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 03:57:17</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>Just how bad it has to be for you to think it’s such a big mess? Nera was curious because she didn’t believe that Albion would care about some two inch scar. For a moment Nerissa thought already that she would get Albion into his bed and to sleep. It wasn’t that simple after all. Instead of that she found herself cornered against a wall and her hand up against the wall. <br><br>“Jeez…” Nerissa sighed in frustration. Her ear twitched. With her free hand the fox demon tried to pull the man off, with no results. “Why are you still so strong when you are so drunk?” Not fair! Despite her words and actions, she didn’t feel threatened at all. Maybe she should feel at least nervous in this situation. <br><br>Yet she felt something completely different. Nera had never seen Albion act like this. The way his body held hers against the wall, how he took control of the situation despite his intoxicated state… it turned her on. The fox demon definitely was into this. If Albion wasn’t so damn wasted he might see the lust in her golden eyes, and notice that it took way too long from her to yank her skirt back down after his grinding had lifted her skirt at indecent heights. <br><br>“No, I don’t like this” <br><br>We are having the opposites day here now. <br><br>“At all” <br><br>Why does my voice sound like I’m telling him to fuck me instead?! <br><br>Her breathing was faster than normally, making her well formed chest heave. Why you do this kind of stuff when you are so drunk that you don’t even know it’s me? And why I’m so disturbed that I like this? Nera bit her lower lip and closed her eyes for a moment, trying to gather herself.<br><br>“Albion, you need to stop this.” <br><br>No. What you need to do is push me down, make me submit and take me like a brute. <br><br>Okay Nera. You are the one who needs a slap. And a cold shower. And actually working moral. And a truckload of self-control. To imitate being serious she tried pushing the man away again.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 04:23:35</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Aw shit, here we go again<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"What... Did you think I was a pushover or something? I might not be as strong as a demon, but I still have power to spare. I didn't want to make it too easy for you to win in this little game of rough play sweetheart... Besides, it feels like you're almost <em>excited</em> about this..." He teased, feeling her attempts to push back against him weaken little by little, even though all he did was hold his body against her and one hand on her wrist. She even said she didn't like this, but something about her body language said otherwise.<br><br>"You're saying no, but your body's whispering yes... It's beating faster in there... Is it the beast in you? You're cornered..." His voice spoke softly, whispering into her ear before he lowered his head to be level with hers. "Say my name again, darling... Memorize it..." He panted, excitement in his voice as his tongue slipped free, dragging down from her cheek to her neck, his free hand lowering to lock his fingertips against one of her breasts and squeeze with a bit of roughness to them, even as she continued to push against him. <br><br>If the real Albion could see what he was doing right here, right now... He would have stopped in a hot second. This wasn't him... This was his friend, and he was treating her like hia expensive date for the evening... How could he face her if he knew what he did to her? How would <em>she</em> talk to him, knowing he was this... This monster?<br><br>"If you want to be on top, you need to overcome me, honey~" He giggled gently against her neck, brushing his face against her cheek and inhaling her scent gently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 04:49:24</strong>
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				<br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>“Well… Yes? You are kinda pushover.” This isn’t like you at all. You are the one who wants to run away when I hug you two seconds too long! You shouldn’t listen to my body. It’s shameless! “Ignore that and listen to what I say. Let’s… let’s stop this now. You need to go to sleep.” <br><br>Albion this isn’t fair! No matter what I have done to you, you can hold me down easily to calm the things down. I can’t do the same to you. “Albion…” She whispered like a good girl, and wanted to slap her hand on her mouth after saying that. The touch of his tongue on her neck made her body shiver. “Ah-hh!” <br><br>Albion, you are all over the place! Nerissa pressed her thighs together and tried to move away from him, but the wall didn’t give her any more space. “No! Don’t… not so hard. You need to start gentler…” What?! NO! No was enough. Why are you giving this idiot instructions?! Despite her words her small, lightly pointy nipples became hard, their profile showing clearly through her blouse.<br><br>On top? I want you to be on the top. You are the one who is supposed to show me my place and make me love that place. Bad fox! Bad fox! No. Not this kind of thoughts. You are going to make us both regret this. Nera gave Albion one more shove. It was useless. “Albion, stop this now!” She tried to get some credibility behind her voice, but the way she leant her head to a side, baring her neck to his lips, took all the credibility she had. So instead the girl resorted in raising her free hand and swinging it to give Albion a proper bitch slap. This was a disaster! She was trying to do the right thing here… but why it had to be this hard?!&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 05:18:26</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Aw shit, here we go again<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"Am I now, then?" the buzzed Albion asked in rhetoric fashion. Trapping the little fox between him and the wall had almost literally put her between a rock and a hard place, and there did not seem to be any feasible way to get her free. She was trying to appeal to his sense of rationale for sleep, but... "Silly foxy, I won't need sleep for a while... I've still got energy to burn, and a cute little vixen to expend it all on..." the pallid male remarked, smirking toothy as the look on his face told her he had <em>plans</em> for her.<br><br>"Hnnn, yesss... Just like that..." The male whispered gently... Against her thigh, she would feel it: That sensitive organ hardening, becoming more pronounced in his pants and dragging against her skin everytime his pelvis rolled. That cute, sensitive moan she released was all the encouragement the man needed, but Nerissa took it a step further telling him not to be too rough, to even be gentler? "Sorry, sweetie, I'll tone it down a bit..." He smiled, his fingertips tracing downward then up, brushing against her prominent areola showing through the top before his thumb flicked against it gently. "Let me hear more of those moans, babe... I like them." He whispered, pulling his head back to peer into her eyes, even though he couldn't properly see into them. His own looked so unfocused right now...<br><br>They were probably more unfocused after that slap she visited upon his face, another stun to his person. For a few moments, his body slackened against hers before he willingly pulled back and nodded. "S... Sorry, that wasn't... Right of me, I admit." He apologized... Was he beginning to get sober again...? No, wait, suddenly Albion's arm was scooping behind Nerissa, and all of a sudden she was hauled up onto his shoulder, a hand firmly grasping her ass. "I should have brought you to the bed to do all this!"<br><br>And so, the man took completely the wrong message away from her actions as he stumbled toward the bedroom, carrying the vixen like a sack of potatoes before dropping her against the side of his bed as such... Before his body came down upon hers with a chuckle. "You've slapped me a few times... Maybe the little vixen wants some spankings of her own, eh...?" He growled gently, nipping at her jaw and traveling down to her neck... Then further down to her top where her nipples had perked. Maybe she needed to get a little more forceful...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 05:50:20</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>“Albion…” Her voice was just a gasp, when she felt that his body was ready from the hardness against her thigh. Her thoughts travelled instantly to how it would feel to have that inside of her. Nerissa sighed and felt how her cheeks were burning just from the thought. She had to clench her hand into a fist so she didn’t reach to touch it.<br><br>It’s okay. I can teach you how to touch me the right way, Nerissa thought before the flick made her moan softly. Her body was yearning to be touched. The one who deserved to be slapped here was her. <br><br>When Albion took a step back Nera did her best to gather herself. She pulled her skirt back down and brushed her hair with her fingers. “I-it’s okay. As long as…” … you understand, Nera was about to say but then the man lifted her up, making it seem as easy as when he scooped her up in her fox form. Are you faking this Albion? If you are, I promise that no one will ever find your corpse!<br><br>Little too easily she allowed the man to carry her into the bedroom and flip her down. The pink mass of hair flew on her face and she wiped it off of her face. Before her mind could even follow this new turn of events she willingly let the man take his position between her legs, when she was supposed to keep her legs firmly together. <br><br>“No! Absolute no!” Nera shook her head vigorously.<br><br>Ah, yes! Please, do that! Spank this naughty fox! <br><br>Of course she didn’t say it, but her eyes screamed it. The girl breathed heavily. Her fingers grabbed Albion’s hair, pulling his head away. Or at least tried to. “Albion… You… We need to stop now. You are going too far.”<br><br>We need to get these stupid clothes off and get to know every inch of each other.<br><br>“Don’t make me slap you again” I’m starting to feel bad for all the abuse you are getting. It must hurt. What she said and did were in a great conflict. She spoke like all she wanted was to get out of this situation, and yet the girl pushed her chest closer to the man.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 06:04:58</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Aw shit, here we go again<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"Mmmn, too far? If it's money you're after, I've still got more... I can certainly spend more for what I have in mind..." Albion gave a throaty chuckle, even as she tugged on his hair with some force. It seemed as if hair pulling was fair game to the vixen... Wouldn't it be a wonderful surprise for her to feel the same when he tugged her hair back and let himself at her throat with enough nibbles to leave her shaking? Still he had very different ideas in mind, and the girl was a walking contradiction... Trying to say no, but her body revealed the truth.<br><br>"Well, if you want to slap me a little more, that can come, but first... I owe you a little payback, my playful vixen~" He grinned, and before she knew it, Albion pulled off of her... Only to quickly roll her on her stomach and yank her skirt up to reveal those plush cheeks for his viewing pleasure. Her thick, bushy tail stood up and soon fell against her as his hand reached to rub her left asscheek. So supple, so squeezable... And oh so-<br><br><strong>*Slap*</strong><br><br>-Spankable! The flesh would jiggle momentarily, the clap ringing out in the room as his handprint was left upon it for a moment before it vanished. In moments, his hand came down on the other cheek, massaging it gently to get it tender and sensitive before the resounding clap followed. "It's like music to my ears... Mmm, let's hear that again..." He grinned, returning his hand to her left cheek and delivering yet another slap to the supple flesh. "Yeees... Now that's a sound I could <em>never</em> tire of! But how about you, sweet thing...?" Albion asked, crawling onto the bed and moving against her ear to breathe gently, as his free hand traveled to her right cheek to squeeze. "Does the naughty little vixen want to hear some more...?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 06:25:35</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>“I-i’ts not about money…” Nerissa managed to mumble. A surprised yelp followed Albion’s quick moves, sending her on her belly and taking the small cover her skirt offered from her. Her slender legs veiled by black lace thigh socks, a black luxurious garter belt on her broad hips and a small thong, just enough to cover her intimate areas. By instinct Nera pulled her fluffy tail to hide her ass from his lustful eyes, but the man simply moved her tail out of the way.<br><br>“Albion, stop… ahh!” The slap made her moan. She could feel the tingling, the burning sensation on her perfectly round and firm asscheek left by his hand. It hurt just the right way. Albion could hear small whimpering when he massaged that warm cheek with his hand. The fox demon knew now what would soon follow, and she was waiting for it, arching her back and shoving her rear up in the air for him, offering herself to the man. “Ahh!” Nerissa buried her head into bedsheets and bit the sheet. Albion, you are making me wet…<br><br>She turned to look at his face when she felt him speaking so near her ear. Her eyes begged him to continue. “Ah… Albion, please… Let me… let me be on the top. Okay? I promise I will make you harder than you have been ever before” To convince him she kissed his cheek gently. <br><br>Nera knew where this would lead. It was just a matter of time. And despite how stupid it would be or how much they would regret it later, she really wanted to go there. She wanted his fingers between her legs… and more than that.<br><br>But it would be wrong. Albion hadn’t taken advantage of her intoxicated situation. He had stayed firm and kept her out of trouble and from doing things she would regret later. She couldn’t fail him like this. This was something he would never do when he was sober. If she let him go forward now it wouldn’t be any better than a pure rape. Albion deserved more.<br><br>“So… let me get up, okay?” Nerissa requested and licked his neck.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 06:38:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Trading places<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>Well, if it wasn't about money, it had to be <em>something</em> that would let him get away with these things... Maybe she would take her money's worth after? She probably just wanted to see what he would do first... Which was valid, even in his drunken haze he knew just what he planned to do for the lustful little vixen whose body couldn't say no to his endeavors. Of course, something could be said for his own drunken lusts driving him through every form of resistance the lady put up against him, but he didn't stop to think about that.<br><br>Not when there were moans to hear, and hear them he did. Every swat and spank against her bottom drew one from her lips and left him trembling with unseen electricity from how charged the actions left him. She was left on the bed, prone for his enjoyment, and whimpering for more, it sounded like. However, after his swatting deliveries, now she wanted to be on top... He had already told her she needed to overpower him... But he was also into switching places... And seeing the lovely lady atop him had its own merits that placed themselves in his mind just right. The kiss on the cheek was icing on the cake, a warm gift from the woman that warmed body and soul.<br><br>Slowly, he pulled back off of her, but not before leaning close to press a kiss in kind upon her cheek. "Alright then... I did a lot to you, so show me what you're capable of now..." The male fell upon the bed, stretching up and out a bit as he laid beside the woman. He didn't know what she had planned, but it was like waiting for a present... A feeling he almost never got to feel except when he was sober, receiving gifts and surprises from his friend Nerissa, that he usually needed to test but ultimately wound up treasured items he held on to.<br><br>Would this woman be able to surprise him either something that meant as much as that...?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 07:06:21</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>“Thank you…” Nera mumbled and pulled herself away from the man. Her legs felt shaky as she stood up. Nerissa went to her purse and took her phone. “Don’t worry. I’m just putting on some music…” (https://youtu.be/waU75jdUnYw) She told in case he was worried she would want to record the whole thing. While opening a player she checked a message she had got and it made her smile. If Albion wasn’t so drunk he might wonder why the fox demon knew his home so well as the girl went to his wardrobe like it was hers. From there she picked up a tie and proceeded on pulling her skirt down once more while taking deep breaths to calm herself down.<br><br>This is all to help you, Nera thought as she started to dance. Her back towards Albion, standing by the bed, the tie on her shoulders the fox demon moved slowly, swaying her hips, making her tail dance with her movement. Her body moved like a flickering flame of a candle. The girl moved the tie lower and lower until it was under her buttcheeks, and she rocked her hips from side to side. <br><br>With a quick flick of hand she snapped the tie in air, leaving it hanging in her hand as she walked to the wardrobe with a sassy walk, making her heels clack on the floor with every step. Nera turned around and leaned her back against the wardrobe, her golden eyes locked in Albion’s. Slowly, ah ever so slowly, she licked her lips as slid down, crouching. Temptingly she spread her legs open before pulling her legs back together and as she stood back up she shook her chest, making her breasts jiggle under her blouse.<br><br>Nera circled at the other end of the bed. As she placed her palm against the bed she kicked her heels off. Swaying her tail the girl arched her back and crawled towards Albion, brushing her body against his on her way. The golden eyes stared boldly into Albion’s eyes the whole time. She let her weight on his hips, grinding against his hardness as she grabbed his hands and pulled them up against the head of the bed. The way and how quickly she tied his hands on the headboard told in its own way that this wasn’t her first time doing this. <br><br>With a delighted smile Nera looked down at Albion. Now she didn’t need to worry about him trying to do something he would regret later.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 07:44:50</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Enjoying a most sexy dance<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>Now this was a most titillating display the vixen planned out for him. Albion relaxed against the bed as his eyes focused as much as they would let him on her shape, moving toward his closet and... Starting her little dance. "Mhmhm, oh <strong>my</strong>... You are quite the talented vixen, aren't you?" He spokenspftly, not wanting to break her concentration from the dance routine. The atmosphere just... Felt so right in the moment, and even though the woman wasn't touching him at the slightest, his heartbeat still raced in anticipation for everything that would follow. <br><br>He cursed his luck for being so drunk that he couldn't focus upon her form, for he knew he was missing the finest details, the most minute tidbits that would make this experience so much more magical. That shapely rear moving in tandem with that swaying tail, how those hips rolled and wiggled in such a practiced, refined way that could lead one to assume she could be a tried and true exotic dancer. The further out she moved, the harder it became to focus on her, but she did not move far before she stopped, performing a little display that only sent the blood rushing to his groin as he gave a restrained whine. By the gods, he needed her to come closer...<br><br>It was when she turned to look back at him that he could make out those shimmering, golden lights he came to recognize as her eyes, the surest sign that she was looking at him, enrapturing his attention like a hunting fox would trap its prey in their sight. He was now the prey in her eyes, and the danger of it simply excited him more, his chest rising and falling in anticipation, only quickening as she advanced. <em>'Yes, sweetheart, hunt me down with those primal eyes...'</em><br><br>Things only grew more intense as she approached&nbsp; his body practically singing with the hopes she could grace him with a touch. What he got was this and more as he felt the bed shake from her crawl upon it, before she maneuvered over him, her weight firmly pressed upon his lap as she ground, his own hips responding softly as he rolled back. "Nnhhh... Your eyes... They're so striking, and yet... I see a familiar beauty in them..." He whispered softly, letting his eyes go half-lidded as he felt himself entranced, offering no resistance to having his wrists bound against the headboard. It was only when he wanted to caress her cheek in adoration did he realize his state, eyes widening as his wrists struggled lightly against the right bindings. <br><br>"Oho... You're an alluring, clever one, sweetheart. But I was the foolish one to fall for those eyes... Nnn, it seems I'm at your mercy..." He panted softly, struggling again against the bindings before he gave up, unable to simply dislodge them in his current state. What else did the woman have in mind for him...?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 08:16:51</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br><br><hr><br>“I must give you my compliments if my eyes were what drew your attention instead of other attractions. Can’t get free, can you? Just the way I like it.” Nerissa grinned and gave a wet lick on his face. “Just relax Albion and let me fulfill my promise to you.” She whispered and nibbled his earlobe before straightening her back. The girl shifted her weight on her legs and started painfully slow and intimate grinding. He could see, and feel, how that sexy body moved against his hardness, back and forth and then in circles. Her skirt was up around her waist, revealing the half of lingerie she was wearing. Her fingers wandering on her body, sliding on her legs, from between her legs up to her flat belly and to her bountiful breasts, allowing her fingers to sink in the softness of her flesh. Then the fox demon pulled her shirt off, tossing it somewhere on the floor. They had a perfect, sound shape with a great posture for such large orbs. With her palms she hugged her boobs against her body, doing all that while looking into Albion’s eyes.<br><br>Then the demoness stood up, lifting her rear first and rest of body following. Still following the music she turned around, swinging those hips to the rhythm as her fingers opened her skirt. Nera bent over, deep down, letting Albion watch from behind as she edged her skirt down to her knees before stepping out of it and kicking it gracefully away. Letting her whole body sway, her arms wrapped around her upper body as if she was embracing herself the fox demon got up, and then bent backwards. So far back that her hair brushed Albion face and he could see how beautifully her body arched… and how her sock veiled foot moved to touch his groin, lightly moving against his manhood, up and down. The moment was short. Too short. Her body turned around and holding from the headbord with her both hands she lifted one foot against the headboard, imitating a riding movement. Her body moved like a wave, in the most sensual and intimate way. Pushing her hips closer and pulling them away again, never being near enough for him to touch, but close enough so he could see that the small piece of fabric covering her was wet. <br><br>Nerissa got down on her knees on top of Albion, she moved her body like she was riding on him, like there was actually a connection between them and no clothes in between them. That slow, seductive and torturing way to move, her body being so lively, so flexible. The mischievous fox grinned at the man. “Do you want it?” she whispered.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 08:56:13</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Enjoying a most sexy dance<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"Truth be told? They're probably the most obvious thing I can focus on in regards to you without straining my impaired vision, hmhmhm... They're like devilish little lights that move with entrancing delight. It's a shame I can enjoy every inch of you by sight alone, but... Weeell, given how good you've been to me tonight, I can't complain..." Albion gave a sheepish grin and a shrug, trying his hardest to wiggle his wrist and tug free, to help confirm to the woman he truly was going nowhere. No doubt she bound hi. So she could get through her dance routine without getting interrupted, and surely not for any other reason.<br><br>"Mmm... It's scary when you talk to me like that, you... Remind me of her." He spoke softly, feeling a sense of familiarity that called back to Nerissa... But he blinked and tried not to focus on that thought. He knew if he did, everything this woman did... It would feel as if Nerissa did them, and if that happened... He knew his heart would be in chaos. If it was just a random woman it was strictly business, she would be gone by morning, but her? There would be no explaining... No way to convince himself there wasn't even the slightest bit of interest in her. <em>'Why do you torture me like this? She shouldn't... Be with...'</em><br><br>No, this was no time for such thoughts, his company was dancing now! He shook his head gently to focus on her, and only on her, his toes curling as his clouded vision tried to focus on her. The pressure from her hips was the keenest thing he could feel&nbsp; that warmth brushing all around his lap in one of the best private lapdances he'd ever been given. He could make out her hand allowing her fingertips to wander her form, highlighting her curves and the cloth she wore. The best part was watching her shirt come free, flying carelessly upon his floor and ensuring his heart rate would not decrease for the foreseeable future.<br><br>However, as soon as she started, she rose to a stand on his bed, a soft gasp leaving his lips as her sudden shift gave one last stroke to his groin before leaving him to the mercy of sense without form, a lack of touch to give him the excitement he craved. However, she commanded his eyes without fail, trained to watch her shimmy and wiggle upon the form, only moving when the cloth descended her legs in realization she had loosed that skirt... Which was as unceremoniously discarded as her former top. The revelation that she was now in shear undergarments was an even more exciting prospect for the pallid male, who felt the warmth of blood rolling through his body and causing his form to heat gently just by observation. <br><br>"I couldn't even begin to tell you just how magical that dance is..." He mumbled gently, giving a gentle laugh as her hanging hair brushed his face, resisting the urge to gently nip at it before it was pulled away. However, it distracted him suitably from the briefest moments of a footjob the woman gave him, truly a first in his lifetime. "Hhhoohh..." He shivered and tilted his head up in excitement, but the moment was fleeting, and no sooner she begun did she stop the treatment, ensuring she would not let him do anything unsightly in that manner.<br><br>She turned soon after, facing him once more as his eyes widened again, her leg near to his head as she begun to roll and grind against the air. Ever so slowly her hips encroached, giving him a better view of the woman as she closed in. Her scent permeated the air, becoming more noticeable the closer she moved, until even to his drunken gaze could he tell she was truly wet beneath her clothes. Whether he caused it before, or this happened after she started dancing... He could not guess. In the moments following this, that pleasurable pressure landed upon him once more, bringing sweet relief to a body in need of warmth. It was torture, but also passionate, how she could perform such movements, such gestures while avoiding letting him commend her physically for any of them.<br><br>"Want it...? No sweetheart... <em>I need it...</em>" His eyes narrowed gently as he looked up into her eyes, panting softly as the woman could feel the need that bled off his form. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 09:34:16</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Giving what she promised. Nothing more.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Not much really (https://images.anime-pictures.net/080/080a94e6873d1de2a88caa41a289f46a.jpg?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_506813-1800x1314-original-aoin-long+hair-single-looking+at+viewer-highres.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>&nbsp;<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Fox having solo fun</div><div class="spoiler_body">“Mmh… I believe it” She whispered and pulled Albion’s head back from his hair, baring his neck to her lips. He could feel her hot lips on his skin, how they moved on his neck, how her tongue licked him, searching for his sensitive spots. And her warm breathing, that was getting heavier. The girl moved her body. Her legs on both sides of him, he could only feel her round buttocks and fluffy tail touching him as her body moved slowly. <br><br>Nerissa lifted her head, looking into Albion’s eyes shamelessly as she moaned. At this point he could notice that her right hand had moved down, way down between her legs, inside her small thong. Her fingers moved rhythmically and the man could hear the lewd wet sounds faintly from under the music in the background.<br><br>I’m sorry Albion. I know I shouldn’t. I really shouldn’t, but… I need this so badly! I don’t have what it takes to retreat from this situation. After everything you did, after everything I have done before and knowing it’s you… My body is burning! If I don’t do this I will go too far, I will do the worst, most despicable thing to you in your sorry state. So, please forgive me Albion. She kissed his cheek. It was a wet, sloppy kiss.<br><br>The fox demon moved again. Her body was constantly moving, closer and further from his body, in the way that would bring both of them the ecstasy they wanted if only their bodies were connected. Now the girl lowered her chest, low enough for Albion to caress and fondle her naked breasts. Her soft lips found his fingers, licking around them, twirling around his fingertips before she sucked two of his fingers, embracing them with her wet mouth. That touch of tongue, that eager and yet gentle sucking on his fingers… If only he could have given her something else between her lips. <br><br>This was definitely wrong! She was the one who was sober! Albion literally couldn’t escape from the situation and he was too drunk to even want to leave. Yet the situation turned her on tremendously! Her juices overflowed down on her thighs, her body begged for more than her fingers, knowing how near the relief and satisfaction was. Albion could hear her breathing changing, breaking, gasping as her body pressed tighter against his. <br><br>“Look at me Albion. Look at me!” It was a prayer and order at the same time. The fox demon stared at him through her orgasm, her trembling moan filling the room, her body clashing against his. Her juices staining his clothes. The touch of her tail and asscheeks being too little to give him his relief. The situation made her orgasm stronger and more thorough than it would have been otherwise. That sweet, worshipped feeling shooting through her body, making her see stars…<br><br>“Albion…” she whispered his name, drained and feeling guilty and satisfied at the same time. A loving smile on her lips she reached to stroke his hair. “I’m going to take a shower now… If you can follow me… I will do whatever you want me to, and you can do whatever you desire to me” It was cruel. She knew perfectly well that he couldn’t get free and follow her anywhere. Nera had promised to make him hard. Nothing more, nothing less.&nbsp; </div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 10:21:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> What a finish!<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Voyeuristic Fun</div><div class="spoiler_body">A soft hiss escaped his lips as his company tugged his hair&nbsp; forcibly baring his neck to her lips and waiting tongue. She would feel everythung, the blood that coursed through his veins, the pulse that pumped though those especially sensitive points. Unlike her, he held no fear for being marked, shuddering gently and accepting anything that resulted from her locating those spots that would make his body sing for her. It was such a predatory act, but one he had no choice but to allow her to enact... For the evening, he was hers as much as he made her his before. Little but soft groans and gentle hums escaped his lips, reverberating in his throat to experience with her wandering lips.<br><br>The gaze he gave her was nothing short of smoky and full of lust, hair disheveled more than usual as his eyes promised all sorts of horrible things would be happening to the woman if their places were reversed. However, she was smart to imprison him like the animal he was, as the sight of her hand moving between her legs, gently schlicking her womanhood was too arousing a sight for just anyone to resist... And he was no exception. Even just watching, even just <em>knowing</em> she was masturbating atop him filled him with such a sexual thrill&nbsp; that he felt himself twitching in his pants. The kiss she graced his cheek with was so wet and warm... And stranger yet, it almost felt like she was... Asking for forgiveness? It wasn't as practiced and focused as her others, more... She was losing her own focus in the kiss...<br><br>Her breasts brushed against his face, pushing past as she leaned against him to perform lascivious acts to his hands, curious lips finding his fingers and sucking on them gently with promises of what she could be doing to the hardened, twitching muscle in his trousers. Yet all he could do was turn his head up and gently brush his tongue against her exposed breasts, helping push her further to that sexual release she sought. Even just knowing someone wanted to help you... If she knew that, perhaps she wouldn't stop him from aiding her in this most dirtiest of deeds.<br><br><em>'You're something else, masturbating this hard on top of me... Definitely a first, yet... There's more to this... If only I could just focus... Gods, you're too much, woman...'</em> Albion's thoughts ran amok in his mind, as her rubbing, rocking movements seemed to quicken. No doubt she was approaching an orgasm, even if he was nowhere close to anything but being painfully hard. Yet it did not stop him at all, lavishing her breasts with gentle licks and kisses until she slid down atop him and glared into his eyes. That cry for attention... That needy cry for him... <br><br><em>'Look at me Albion. Look at me!'</em><br><br><em>'N... Nerissa...?'</em><br><br>For a fraction of a second, he stared into her eyes and saw... Her, his foxy friend who never once seemed to give up on him... Yet but a moment was all he saw her for, before the keening cry of her orgasm shook those thoughts from his mind, the vixens' juices staining his lap as she pushed against him, breasts mashed to barely covered chest. Even if only for a moment, they shared heartbeats, as his head leaned against hers, letting her shiver and shudder against him until her release died down. He felt... Pleased with himself, but the words that followed next only left him to realize only one would truly get their satisfaction tonight...<br><br>*Sigh* So... That's it, huh? Just going to leave me hard and needy right here? ... Hmhm... You're a wicked one, but... I can't be mad, I fell for the ruse..." He smiled, resting his head against the headboard even as the woman got off of him and loved to the bathroom. He gave one more weak struggle against his bindings before he laughed gently. It was arguably everything he deserved for his drunken antics tonight. Once his date was out of earshot and in the bathroom, only when the water turned on did he shake his head.<br><br>"Tonight... Has been wild. But maybe... Maybe Nerissa was right. I should stop doing this. Maybe then I wouldn't be in this situation... It feels like... You've wanted me to stop all night and... Still I failed you. My silly little fox... I'm still a bad man, but yet you wait by my side. I could never ask for anyone better that I didn't deserve in this lifetime..." he mumbled to himself quietly, letting his head hang there with the quietest sniffle. He didn't want his company for the evening to return and know...</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 10:41:19</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <br><br><hr><br>“You didn’t listen me when I told you to stop. So you deserve your punishment.” The fox smirked devilishly. Her cheeks burning red she licked his face lazily before placing their fingers together, giving one long and passionate suck on their four fingers. Her two fingers still wet, when they touched his. Nera grinned at the man and got up from the bed. She closed the player from her phone and took a dress shirt from Albion’s closet. “I will be borrowing this handsome” She sent a fly kiss at his direction before walking into the bathroom. Soon he could hear sound of running water.<br><br>Nerissa was oblivious of his thoughts. Maybe it was better that way. After washing herself she put his shirt on. The shirt and nothing else, but it was long enough to work as a dress for her. “You are going to feel awful tomorrow…” Nera noted as she brought a glass of water and searched his drawer for painkillers, placing them on a nightstand for the morning. The fox demon turned lights off and it was dark when she climbed in the bed, pulling a blanket over both of them. <br><br>The girl snuggled herself tightly against the man, resting her head on his chest. “Good night Albion.” She wasn’t going to let him go. Not yet because she couldn’t trust him to behave. And this was better than hitting him with a stun gun. There was no need to literally burn part of him. Nerissa felt like she should say more… something, but the right words eluded her. <br><br>It would be awkward tomorrow if he remembered all this. There was no way she could explain her actions so it wouldn’t make her look like a dirty pervert. Maybe she could live with that as long as Albion would forgive her foolishness. With luck he wouldn’t remember a thing. Nerissa closed her eyes and just listened his breathing. It felt good… being like this. It was warm and despite Albion being such a mess, she felt safe and comfortable. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 10:54:47</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Pawnhouse Zaisan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>The fox demon listened to Toshiro tell her about his unfortunate situation of friends. Or more like lack of them. “That so sad… But I can understand your opinion. I probably wouldn’t want to be anywhere near her either if I was in your shoes.” The man could see how the fox demon tried to come up with a solution to his miserable situation because she felt bad for him. Toshiro was probably very well aware of the option of finding more friends. Either he kept losing them one way or another or the man simply was unable to make friends. “Well… if you aren’t so picky about the date we could do something together? You, your friend, your cat and me. We could prepare a festive meal, drink some, maybe play something and just spend some time together. It wouldn’t be any trouble to me” Nerissa assured with a warm smile.<br><br>The human man sounded so confident about himself that Nera didn’t want to put cracks on his confidence by reminding that it probably wasn’t a good thing if he had to rely on his fingers to make his partners happy. He probably tried his best and if he was completely useless, it wasn’t his fault completely. Whoever was with him should show him what to do if he didn’t know. So Nerissa smiled like Toshiro was telling her that he was a sex god. Even when he told her that he paid to his partners, and he wasn’t sure if it was all just a show. Toshiro, you are a doctor! How you can’t know? There are obvious physical signs that, probably, can’t be faked. Isn’t this something you should know? Toshiro was already in a great physical pain. Nera didn’t want to cause him emotional pain too. And there was always a good chance that he wasn’t such a lousy lover but people who did it for money handled it like a job, which it was to them, so they weren’t excited about it. “It’s a good thing to be able to make your partner moan. I don’t think it’s all just a show… Do you like it, when they moan? I have been told that I’m loud.” The fox demon asked these questions like they weren’t special in any way, just like her dropping those details wasn’t either. In her way of thinking there was nothing weird in talking about these things.<br><br>When Toshiro told her how his sister had called him Nerissa couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “She has her way with the words! But I think I can understand what she means. Without feelings it’s just an execution. No matter if it is words, pictures, movement or songs there has to be a soul in the art of it becomes empty and meaningless. I believe that the reason people make art is that they want to relay their feelings and show them to others. So… Maybe the next time you should forget being a human copier of notes. Instead listen to a song and examine yourself, find out what feelings it awakes inside you… and then you play out those feelings, not the notes you just heard. Can I hear her playing? Please, tell one of her songs so I can search it!” <br><br>Nera took her phone out, ready to search a song if Toshiro gave her the name. Her bowl wasn’t empty yet, but the girl seemed to be done with her main dish nevertheless. “Well… From what he told me, he didn’t pick the first one on purpose. It was more of an accident… but I guess it wasn’t that bad if he has done it more than once.” Or then he just gets himself so drunk he really can’t tell the difference. “If being a man wasn’t on his list originally, but now he feels like feminine men are attractive. I mean, they have to be attractive in his eyes or else… “ Nerissa shrugged carelessly. “I don’t think they use their time to talk about weather or something. So, if he didn’t find attractive originally but now certain types of men get him going, doesn’t that mean that his opinions aren’t set in stone? His preferences can change.”<br><br>Nera took the packet of dangos, remembering to offer one to Toshiro too, before she started nibbling her own. When the man began drawing she leaned closer to observe his working, and how the surprisingly accurate picture started to appear on the paper from his pen. <br><br>“Hmm… I don’t know this particular Papayo. It’s the first time I met him, but Papayos are generally considered as Jammers. A Papayo can create a field that absorbs all power used in it. It’s… like an endless swamp or quicksand. It’s an invisible field. Both physical and magical power are sucked by that field. It will slow down the one inside it. If one tried to hit something inside the field it would be like a slow motion strike and has as much power as hitting someone with a piece of paper. It sucks power out of spells so they wither and disappear. That’s how Papayos hunt. They get their prey inside the field and then kill him with feather arrows. I don’t know how to call it… They manifest arrows that look like feathers, so… feather arrows. Oh, Did you want to know something else about them?” Nera asked with curiosity, being ready to share the little knowledge she had with the researcher. “I doubt he is alone there. You saw how tall those shelves were. It would be difficult for him to reach the top shelves and he isn’t strong enough to carry heavy objects, so there are probably one or more helpers in the shop.”<br><br>The fox demon finished her dangos and rustled putting things away in the bag before she pulled her magazine out. The girl opened a Pocky box, catching one stick between her lips and taking another one, poking Toshiro’s lips with it if he didn’t understand to take it. “Let’s do a quiz. This looks like a short one…” She rummaged through her handbag in search of a pen. The quiz in question was named <em>Can you keep a guy intrigued?</em> &nbsp;“Okay! So… When a guy… I guess it can be a girl too. Whatever, so, when a guy texts you the day after a great first date do you A call to thank him for the drinks and tell him you had a great time too or do you B wait a day to text back. He will be more eager to hear from you tomorrow or C do you reply later on that day and reference something funny from the night before?” Nerissa asked while slowly shaking her pen from side to side. “Toshiro, is it true that men think women are too eager if they call right back?” Toshiro was a man. Maybe not the manliest man out there, but still man enough to ask these kind of questions from him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 11:36:13</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 14th, 2021, 9 PM~ -&gt; April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A new, groggy day<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>Her return to his bedroom had been relatively simple, though by then any blood coursing through the man's shaft had long since regulated itself, and soon he was back to a normal size. A lack of release still plagued him, but at least the greater majority of discomfort had left him. He was very, very slowly sobering up but it wasn't going to progress any faster without something to drink. About the only good thing was that the woman looked exceptionally cute wearing one of his long shirts and seemingly nothing else (even if she probably had underwear on).<br><br>He was going to be sleeping uncomfortably tonight, with no ability to embrace the woman, but he would simply have to deal with it. He was at least able to lean his head down against hers, giving her a gentle nuzzle before he tried his best to prepare to rest until morning. He only hoped that when he woke up by morning, the woman had left... And had the decency to untie him before then...<br><br><br><hr><br><br>By next morning, the sun crept harshly through the partially open blinders, making it appear as rays of orange bled into the room. It was still reasonably dark, but with enough bright ambience to give the room a warm, comfortable feel. Of course Albion was anything but comfortable, face contorted in pain as he started to stir. "... Mmmgh..."<br><br>The first thing Albion became acutely aware of was the sharp pain running through his head. It wasn't unusual for him to wake up with a hangover, but it was certainly the strongest hangover he ever had in his life. He must have been drinking exceptionally severely last night. Worse yet, he... Felt like he smelled differently. Either it was the booze or whatever wild company he had over last night. An attempt to rub his face was denied as he suddenly realized his wrists were bound to the headboard, and he groaned.<br><br>"... Shit, don't tell me... We played something kinky last night and she didn't even have the decency to turn me loose before she left?" He grunted, preparing to kick out with his leg in frustration... Until he realized his leg was brushing against another leg gently. It was then he froze... Normally women had left by 5 in the morning, sometimes as late as 5... But none had ever stayed past 7 before. All he could see from under the blanket was a pair of fox ears... He ordered a fox last night?<br><br>"God, my head's pounding... Psst, hey, lady... Can you wake up and untie me? My friend might be coming any minute to check on why I'm not at work..." He sighed, not looking forward to explaining to Nerissa how and why he got himself into this situation. He knew it was all his fault, even if he couldn't remember the specifics as to why.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 11:59:44</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7.30AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <br><br><hr><br>Her ears twitched, signaling that she was waking up. Nera remembered it all as soon as she was awake. Lady? “Is Toshiro coming here?” She asked, and if knowing that much of Albion didn’t give him ominous feeling enough the man would recognize her by the time the fox demon turned to look at the man. Her golden eyes looked at with great curiosity. Did he remember…? It didn’t look like that. He wouldn’t be calling her lady if he remembered yesterday’s events.<br><br>“Do you promise to behave if I let you free?” Nera asked and brushed her hair out of her face. “Shouldn’t you call me my love instead of lady? You don’t remember what happened, do you? Such a disappointment…” Nera sighed and shook her head as she sat on her knees. As the blanket fell down the man could see that the girl was wearing his shirt… and he could only guess was there something under that. “You called me yesterday evening. You were completely hammered! I didn’t want you to pass out in some ditch, so I escorted you safely here. You behaved very badly. I mean… you don’t want to hug me publicly but you had no problem groping my boobs on streets.” Nerissa explained. It was half-true. “You have been yanking this hard. It’s difficult to open…” She mumbled, trying to undo the knots.<br><br>“We came here and one things led to another. It was so much fun!” The fox demon grinned and pulled the tie off. She rubbed his wrists as she kept telling him her version of what had happened, which wasn’t connected to the reality. “You were little rough, but I don’t mind. It felt good. All the three first times. After that I wanted to have a break, but you just wouldn’t take no for an answer. I had to tie you down like this because you didn’t want to stop and didn’t calm down. Oh Albion! It was good until then!” She almost purred as she snuzzled her face against his cheek. “I told you that we should use a condom, but you refused. You wanted to<em> feel me </em>and how could I refuse that from you? You made such a mess out of me…” The fox demon blushed. Not because he had done so, but because she was saying things like that. “Even when I told you that I’m ovulating and you might make me pregnant you wanted to do that. You are going to take responsibility, won’t you Albion? I’m sure you are going to be a great father! Us fox demons usually get 12 babies, so I hope you are prepared to look after me and our sweet 12 little fox cubs! My love, are you going to make be a respectable woman and marry me?” Nerissa asked, blinking her eyelashes as she leant against Albion and kissed his cheek. Those golden eyes full of trust and something that could be misunderstood as love. She believed that this scenario would be pretty much his worst nightmare. “Oh, I’m happy that we can tell the news to Toshiro too when he arrives!”&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 12:44:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A new, groggy day... With complications<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"Tos- H-How do you know that name...?" The look of pain that was on Albion's face changed near instantly to one of cautious fear as that voice sounded familiar... Uncomfortably familiar. The kind of familiar that made one realize his drunken escapades might have landed him firmly in bed with one of his closest coworkers in an unforgettable night that he unfortunately forgot due to booze-related complications. Given the voice, he only hoped this was a twisted joke and not-<br><br>"N-Nerissa!? Why the hell are you in my bed?! Why am I tied up!? Why are you in one of my shirts!? How long have I been out for...? Why are you still snuggled against me!?" came Albion's stream of panic-induced questions, only further exacerbating the hammering in his head that was a vicious hangover of God knew how much alcohol he ingested last night. The last thing he remembered was a depression attack of recalling past memories best left forgotten, and the rest was history... History he now needed to know to discern why he was sharing a bed with Nerissa.<br><br>"Remember? Remember what? Don't tell me I did anything, I'm... Literally not ready for this right now. Just, please tell me you took me home and tied me here due to my being irresponsible." the man pleaded, hoping the tale that left the woman's lips was a short one that only highlighted momentary stupidity from the male. Instead, he'd been made aware of groping Nerissa open on the streets, as the horror dawned on his face. "Oh god, no..." He hung his head, shaking it. Worse yet, he would never remember grabbing them, which was criminal in its own way, but not as bad as the fact he just... Did it. <br><br>So far, it was starting to sound like this all began because he drunkenly dialed Nerissa, but... That had to have been after 8 or so, and it was 7 in the morning...<br><br>His wrists were free after a struggle (and damn, we're they sore), but the worst bombshell had yet to drop. She seemed entirely too happy and excited to talk about what happened, and for good reason, when it was revealed he took her repeatedly, he looked far paler than he ever did. "No... NO... I did not... I did NOT do that, tell me you're joking...!" Albion was already starting to get anxiety attacks as Nerissa continued her sordid tale, even gently nuzzling against his cheek like it was the most natural thing for her to do.<br><br>"Ovulating!? Pregnant!?" He nearly shouted, and no doubt someone in one of the side apartments was listening to the very juicy drama. "... No... There's no way I could have... Even at my absolute drunken worst, I couldn't have..." He was in denial now, but Nerissa was the happiest she'd ever been. She only showed that much happiness after... She found a relationship. "How could you left me do that...? I would have taken being cut down by your sword to that! I'm <em>not</em> someone you want to be near at all, and now I have... Maybe have twelve kids!?" He was frantic now, unable to pull away while Nerissa curled against him, as if trying to be a reassuring force to him despite their activities last night.<br><br>"I... I can't believe I did something like this..." He sighed, guiding his hands to his face. "All those times I secretly wished to experience real companionship again, and I wind up learning I did the deed while drunk to one of my best friends... What a demented joke I am." He didn't even want to think about how Toshiro was going to feel, much less bust his chops about, in response to all this.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 13:16:29</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7.30AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <br><br><hr><br>Her ears went down quickly. “Please, don’t shout. You know I don’t like it. We can discuss this, like adults.” Nerissa felt guilty looking at the man panicking like she had just told him that the end of world would be happening in couple of hours. Actually… Albion might take that kind of news way calmer than this. Despite feeling guilty it didn’t stop her from continuing her cruel lie. Partially because of small sadistic demonic trait, but mostly because of her limitless curiosity. She wouldn’t get another chance to get answers into these questions out of him, so she had to use this one.<br><br>“What do you mean? Do you mean that you wouldn’t sleep with me if you weren’t completely wasted? You can’t be serious Albion. I couldn’t hit you with a sword.” At least not with the sharp side. “Would you have rathere died than made me the mother of your children? May I remind you that you did enjoy the process… You wanted to put it in… the wrong place, but I didn’t let you because you were being rough as it was. I said you should at least pull out, but it was pointless. It was all over my thighs and you even made my tail dirty.”<br><br>Nerissa tugged his hand, moving it around her shoulders when he didn’t understand to do it himself. “Albion, aren’t you happy? It was fun and we both enjoyed from it. There is nothing wrong with that. You promised you would take responsibility, take care of me and our children.” The fox demon paused for a moment. She pulled his hand away from his face so she could look into his eyes. “You said you love me. Was that a lie Albion?”<br><br>The fox demon got up to sit and moved his hand on her belly. “Tell me Albion, was it all a lie? Or are you going to take care of me… us?” She looked at his hand on her belly. “It’s so early in morning and all you do is shout at me. Maybe you are one of those men who lie and once you have got what you wanted you can’t get fast enough rid of me. You are supposed to be happy. I guess you don’t want me and it was all just lies. If you regret it so much, you can forget it all. If you don’t want to take the responsibility you don’t have to. I will take care of everything by myself.” the girl said and shoved his hand away before turning her back to him.<br><br>As far as Nerissa knew Albion had done nothing so bad that he deserved all this, but… she wanted to know. Would he be someone to run from such heavy responsibilities? Was he the type to lie just to have sex with someone? Or was the only problem in this equation that it was her? <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>17-09-2020, 21:58:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A new, groggy day... With complications<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"S-sorry... Just, not used to that kind of news." Albion sighed quietly, reaching forward to pet her head gently, helping to exercise his hand in the process from the lack of articulation throughout the night. This was far from the kind of news he expected to wake up to, and he reacted as negatively to it as he imagined. He just couldn't imagine doing something like that and not having the decency to stop himself... But last night he was sure he'd drunk the most alcohol he ever did, and... Maybe that could result in that gross loss of control. <em>'Hardly what I would call justification though... Oh, Neri...'</em><br><br>"It's not that, it's just... Complicated. I'm not sure I'm really... You know, the person you should be showing that kind of affection to. Sleeping with you is..." He trailed off with a frown. He wanted to call it dangerous, as he was afraid of seeing her as... Well, his. Being made that vulnerable was a painful thing, and yet... It was too late. Was he really just fooling himself at this point? He knew it would be painful if she was taken out of his life... Whether he was or wasn't in a relationship.<br><br><em>'It's like she tells me all the time... People would be sad if I went. Even you...?'</em><br><br>"... No&nbsp; Neri, not even close... There are a lot of reasons I would and probably should die for... But just to get out of children with you was never even on my mind." He shool hisbhead. If it had come to the point where he had children on the way... Then there really was no way he could bring it upon himself to seek ways to leave the world. However the choice of conversation topics Neri brought up left him red with embarrassment as he shook his head. "I don't... Think I needed those details..." He frowned, but given how he sat, it hid the fact that he started to swell a little bit from the envisioned imagery. A mess he made of her... It was wrong though...<br><br>She guided his hands to her shoulders, but whether it was to comfort him or her, he wasn't sure. "I'm... Not happy... But not because it's you, but... Because of how it happened. I was just drunk out of my mind and I did these things to you... How can I be happy about just having my drunken way with you?" He looked into her eyes once she pulled his hand away to look at her. It was... Strange, the words 'Look at me!' played in his mind as he looked upon her, and then she posed her question.<br><br>Was it a lie? That he told her he loved her? Was it a lie that he would take care of her and her children? He looked... Lost as he stares into those golden orbs. The scariest part of all of this was... This sounded plausible. For how hard he resisted getting back into a relationship, he craved the companionship, the stability that knowing he had someone he loved by his side to keep him from doing something foolish... Now he did- He <em>could</em> have this... Because he was a drunken fool. Yet now he had a chance to secure it that he was sober, even though Nerissa seemed frustrated with his indecisiveness. She was <em>counting</em> on him to keep to his word and care for her and her potential children.<br><br>She had given him the cold shoulder, facing away from him as he closed his eyes. This was his chance... To try and set things right, to let her know nothing he said was a lie. His life had been miserable since days long past, and Nerissa squeezing into his life brought back some much needed light. Now... Would he discard that for what was probably just a drunken fling? He swallowed his anxiety and leaned forward, pressing bis face against her back as his arms curled around her midsection to hug.<br><br>"I've... I've wronged you, Nerissa. For nearly three years, you've put up with me, shown me some of the best things in a life I thought I was ready to finish but was too afraid to. You showed me not to give up even when life let you face to face with misery... I helped pick you back up and gave you the footing to try again. I kept you from doing things you might regret... And despite all of that, I wronged you last night." He mumbled rubbing his face against her- technically his, t-shirt.<br><br>"It... Wasn't a lie, but I just wasn't ready to jump into that much responsibility yet. But I think... In my drunken stupor, part of me was tired of living that miserable life, expecting to die alone while encouraging you to find your happiness. I... Wanted that happiness too, and... I took it last night. I'm so sorry, Nerissa... But I'm all out of reasons to die now. You said I told you I loved you last night... You said I have children on the way... What man would I be to lie and deny all of that? What kind of fool would I be to die to escape that?" He closed his eyes, guiding his hands to her belly to rub gently.<br><br>"It... Might take a little bit for me to come to the realization that you're more than a friend to me, Neri, but... If it secures our happiness, I'll take the chance to prove everything I said last night was true."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>18-09-2020, 02:47:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 4:00 – 5:00 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nerissa's Bank | Pawnhouse Zaisan, The Gate<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: The Papayo<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr>While he was somewhat embarrassed and irritated by Nerissa's pitying the size of his friend circle, this was soon washed away with a sense of warmth at her suggestion of a get together with her, Albion, Marceline, and himself. Returning her smile with one of his own he nodded his head gently, “That sounds nice actually. Yeah the date doesn't matter to me, but I'd be glad to have the company. I'm not sure I could get Albion to show up for a get together like that, although to be fair I've never really asked him to attend something that... wholesome... before.” Pulling the drawing of the Pawnhouse's main room from his note book, he set it upright on the dashboard and propped it against the windshield so he could see it from his reclined position. “My place is probably out of the question though, it's a bit cramped at the moment, and I don't imagine Albion's is much better.” Given Nerissa's apparent wealth, he imagined her home was probably the most hospitable option, and while a polite approach would have been to only subtly suggest using her residence, Toshiro had little patience for propriety, “Your place is probably nice, why don't we have it there?”<br><br>The very casual way in which Nera discussed sexual matters was very refreshing to Toshiro as his medical experience made him often the odd man out when it came to having an unabashed discussion on the topic, “Oh the sounds are some of the best parts, when whoever you're with lets you know that your doing something that makes them cry out, it just drives you that much wilder.” Cocking an eyebrow in slight confusion as he sketched the outside of the Pawnhouse on another piece of paper, carefully blocking out the section he'd drawn up earlier to see how much unseen interior space could remain in the building, he had to ask, “Loud? Like... do people say you're too loud? I'm not sure that's possible. I was with a demon who blew my eardrums out with how intense he was howling, but I kinda took that as a point of pride at the time after the vertigo wore off.”<br><br>Toshiro couldn't help but smile at Nerissa's advice regarding his music, especially since it's advice he'd been given before, although the fox demoness had a far less adventurous vocabulary then his sister. “Oh yeah, she's a regular poet. She'd probably agree with the whole playing your feelings things, and unlike me, she didn't have the manners to filter what she said or did for other people's benefit to keep her from singing what she was on her mind.” After loudly slurping up the remaining broth from his bowl and chasing it down with the remainder of his oricot, he pointed towards Nerissa's phone and said, “Date Kyoko, not the virtual idol.” After thoughtfully wiping his mouth with a napkin he added with a look of pride, “Stage name was Kanabō Kyoko. You know, because of how friendly she was.” Seeing a picture of a lithe bodied woman with a guitar and utter loathing for the person taking the picture, Toshiro excitedly pointed at the picture, “That's her! I mean it was her a while ago. She doesn't play much anymore after... here click on the song!”<br><br>As the song began to play (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NU_tH8HW13E&amp;list=OLAK5uy_ltr9aNq8S-Z17AtFEq8RrkeY8SVRe-tz8&amp;index=2), Toshiro couldn't help but bob his head along to the beat, his fingers instinctively recreating his sister's chords on the dashboard in front of him as he mouthed along silently to the words. He probably would have continued this for the duration if Nerissa hadn't brought up the unfailingly distracting topic of Ablion. “So that's how he figured it out huh? Kinda the same for me, although I was the one who got confused for someone else. What can I say? I have nice legs and could really rock a skirt and thigh highs at one point in my life.” After swallowing down a large mouthful of the dango offered with another mouthful of coffee, Toshiro shrugged and tried to pass off his mildly sad bitterness off as nonchalance, “I'm glad you're trying to make me feel better, but I doubt his preferences are going to change all that much at this point in his life. With as often as he treats himself, he's gotta know what he likes at this point.”<br><br>Toshiro began sketching the papayo on it's own as Nerissa told him what she knew about the demon, only speaking up once she had finished, “Well there's a lot else I'd love to know about them, but for right now I'd settle for knowing on how to get around that field. The papayo aren't running things, so there has to be some limits to their ability to stop other demon's powers. Can the field get overloaded by too much magic? Is it up all the time or do they have to activate it? Since you haven't brought it up I'm guessing they don't have any obvious weaknesses to say... a hand full of salt?” The question regarding salt was almost a joke among SOPHE researchers due to its large prevalence in mythology as a method of repelling demons in contrast to the truth that most were indifferent towards it with the exception of those that found it to be an utterly necessary aspect of cooking. “I'm not as worried about the muscle,” Toshiro continued as he stared at the areas of his exterior drawing indicating spaces they didn't know about, “the place didn't exactly have the look of a joint with a big amount of money coming in. I'm betting whoever the papayo could afford to hire is strong, and that's about it. Nothing I bet you couldn't talk your way around.”<br><br>Pulling the pocky from Nerissa's hand with his teeth, he nibbled on the end thoughtfully as he considered her question and looked over the article title, “To keep a guy or girl intrigued? I'm guessing the magazine would say to let them stew for a bit, so... C sounds middle of the road enough. I guess I'd go with D, text them back immediately because it's a dick move to keep someone guessing, show them you're interested or let them move on to better things.” As to her second question, Toshiro could only speculate, “It should be pretty obvious that I probably can't speak for most guys, but I wouldn't say that shows someone as being to eager. I mean sure, 'absence makes the heart grow fonder,' so you'll probably get the person you're interested in drooling by making them wait a bit more, but I couldn't make someone cry their hearts out worrying about whether or not they'd ever see me again, and they absolutely would if I didn't give them a sign.” It was difficult to tell if this latter point was made in jest or not, but a coy smile forming at the corner of his mouth seemed to suggest the former.<br><br>“What about you? What do you think when a guy takes his time in contacting you? Does it make you miss him more, or does it make him an ass?” Crushing the coffee can in his hands, he placed it in a plastic lined compartment of his messenger bag before retrieving another can and ripping the tab open. If he could sleep, he was do everything he could to be awake enough to enjoy Nerissa's company. That and keep a vigilant watch on the Pawnhouse of course.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>18-09-2020, 04:38:47</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7.30AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <br><br><hr><br>“If you can’t handle the details then maybe you shouldn’t try doing things like that.” She mumbled. The fox demon seemed to sulk until Albion moved to hug her. She listened him… and started to understand that this was a big mistake. Just how she had thought this would end up? That Albion would say he had nothing to do with this and make himself one of the biggest assholes of the mankind? She had too little trust in him…<br><br>“You haven’t wronged me…” Nera said quietly. She had mixed emotions. It was a relief to know that Albion wasn't an irresponsible jerk, but at the same time burden of lying to him like this grew heavier. Albion seemed to just accept his fate. Not only accept it, but embrace it. The worst part was hearing that he was now out of reasons to die. This is what it took to keep him alive?&nbsp; <br><br>“Let’s… just be like this for a moment.” The girl said finally and turned around so she could properly cuddle herself against the man. Albion would be pissed off… This was cruel to give him a chance into something he hoped for deep down, and then take it all away. But… she could fix this. It could be made real!<br><br>“Albion… you are going to be angry at me and you have every reason to be so…” The fox demon looked extremely guilty as she looked up at Albion. “It’s true that you called me and you were really, I mean really, drunk. You didn’t even recognise me and… I kind of played along. I brought you here after Gil stopped serving you more. Yes, you did some groping and slapping, but it was nothing I couldn’t handle, so you don’t need to feel guilty of it. And I don’t mean that you slapped me in the face! No, you slapped my butt and… you got little too excited and didn’t stop when I told you to. More than once, so I thought that it would be the best solution to tie you up so you can’t do something you will regret and I don’t need to hurt you.<br><br>I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have lied to you like that, but… I got curious and I wanted to know what is going on in your head. I wasn’t prepared to hear it. I understand that now. But this isn’t a bad thing Albion! If that’s what it takes to keep you alive, then let’s do it! Go brush your teeth and then take your clothes off so we can have sex. After last night you should be well loaded to conceive me. I don’t know if I’m ovulating now or not, but we can try to get it done more than once.” The fox demon seemed to be serious with her plan. She would regret if Albion managed to get himself killed, and she had means to keep him alive. Sure, she hadn’t even thought about getting children in some years, but she was old enough and how hard could it be? There were better and worse options than Albion, so maybe he would be a good option somewhere in the middle. “However you have to marry me. At the latest when a pregnancy test gives a positive result.”&nbsp; <br><br>This would solve her dating problems. Her relationships had miserably failed in the past years, so maybe it was time to settle down and at least she&nbsp; knew more or less what she would get with Albion. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>18-09-2020, 09:00:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A new, groggy day... With complications<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>Part of him hoped... Maybe Nerissa wasn't too mad with him. It sounded like he'd been a downright scumbag the prior night to Nerissa, but only he could blame himself for drinking himself so deep. No doubt even Gilliam probably didn't expect him to let it happen... But then, maybe Gilliam hoped Nerissa would help him. Normally it was Gil who would direct his company to him, and he knew Nerissa... At this point, he couldn't be surprised if Gil had enabled this whole situation thinking it would be a positive influence on his life.<br><br><em>'Instead I probably just forced my friend to carry kids, thanks old man...'</em> He groused with a sardonic tone in his mind. There was nothing about this situation that had been 'for the best' except that it helped keep the males' head on straight and realize he was no longer just living for himself anymore while struggling to find the reasons to be around. Seeing Nerissa turn around and snuggle against him gently... He had much to apologize for, but he was at least happy the girl did not seem terribly vexed with him.<br><br>... Which probably had much to do with the fact that everything appeared to be a lie. It was Albion's turn to sit there with an unreadable expression as he listened to her tale unfold. It did appear that he was drunk beyond belief, and his hands were responsible for a great deal of mischief, but everything that went on within the comfort of his home did not play out in vivid detail as Nerissa implied. The more the story went on the more empty Albion's expression became, even after she admitted it was wrong to lie... And her idea to fox everything was to let him have sex with her until she was pregnant!?<br><br>... Good idea!<br><br>"So... I didn't rape you, I didn't make a mess out of you, I don't have kids on the way, and... I <em>can</em> have as much sex with you as I want until you have my children, all because you want me to stop thinking about suicide? ... You're seriously thinking that I'll forgive you for that?" He sighed... Before he grinned. "Hell <em>yes</em> I will! Just let me freshen up some, get ready, and today I'm gonna unload three years worth of pent up need for-" He started, fooling her into thinking all was well, while he secretly grabbed a pillow and swung it around to impact with her face in soft and fluffy fury.<br><br>"You dumb fox, did you <em>really</em> think spreading your legs and basically renting your womb out to me was going to forgive you for lying like that? Did you think I wanted you to make yourself a slut for me just to keep me around? ... You talk about my lack of respect for my own life, but that's a pretty blatant show of disrespect for yours, Nerissa." Albion narrowed his eyes, before he sighed and shook his head. He looked to the night table, spying the painkillers and the glass of water, before he ingested two with a sip of the glass. Clearing his throat, he moved to the bed and sat down on it, leaning Nerissa on his shoulder. <br><br>"Once upon a time, you lied to me about linking your life to mine to keep me from trying to have you kill me. Now you lied about linking my genealogy with yours in an effort to keep me around... You... Truly care about me too much that you would give me your life so easy just to ensure I stay." Contrasting the annoyance he felt with the vixen, he guided his free hand to her head to pet her gently, knowing she only lied to discern the truth from him, and in knowing it, try to keep him from expiring early.<br><br>"I respect your conviction but not your methods... But I suppose I can't blame you, you are a Demon of Calder... Very well, let's say you hold my life in your hands once more. You remember the apple on my head? ... Rest assured, you won't need to do that again, but now it's time to answer some questions." He nodded, hefting Nerissa up and pulling her into his lap facing him as he laid down on the bed.<br><br>"This time, I want you to approach me with the truth... Depending on how satisfactory I find your answers determines what I'll tell you at the end of this. First off... You said you wanted to understand what was going on in my head, but you weren't prepared to hear it. I wager you meant just the bedroom, but... My entire time in the diner is very nearly a blank. So tell me... What did I unveil to you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>18-09-2020, 10:31:33</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7.30AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <br><br><hr><br>“No, you didn’t and yes you can. I’m hoping it will help you forgive me” Nerissa said cautiously, not sure how he would react. When Albion said he would just fresh up and get to it the fox demon stood up on her knees, wagged her tail in excitement and grabbed her shirt to pull it off. “Alright! I will…” And then she got a pillow right into her face. <br><br>“I’m sorry… I know I deserve all that, but could you at least try to avoid calling me a slut? It hurts… I don’t think it would be like that. I’m not asking money from you. It would be… Maybe my motives are wrong, but does that matter? Is it such a bad thing to help you like that? I know you want my body. Say whatever you want, but I know it and when you thought I’m pregnant you said you will learn to love me. You can learn it, and even if you wouldn’t learn we are good like this too. You care of me, you want me, you want to protect me. You think you are such a curse to everyone, that you can’t see how good you are to me. I know you would treat me right. You would do everything for our children. And you would save me from being alone, from ending up in one more nightmarish relationship.” Nera knew that she should ask for an apology and show her regret. Instead his words drove her on offense.<br><br>“In your anger you might be saying the truth for the first time right at my face. It’s not only that you feel like you don’t deserve to be happy, or that you think it’s such a cruel and awful sentence to live with you and bear your children. I know that you loathe yourself and you think that everyone would be happier if they stay away from you. But that’s not all there is to it! You call me dumb and slut. That’s the true reason why you want to keep me away. You see me as someone who isn’t fit to be a mother, as someone who just sleeps around and isn’t respectable enough to be in a real relationship. To you I’m the same as the women you buy! Good enough to be lusted, but too dirty for anything else.” She wanted to hit him, but when the man pulled her into his lap it was like he drained all the energy needed for such a violent act. Instead the fox sniffled sadly and tried to hold back tears. <br><br>The girl was reflecting her own worst fears back at her via Albion. It was something she was always afraid of. That he would think like that of her. “Please, don’t play games with me. I… I can’t do it right now.” She sighed and buried her head against his chest. “You called me, asking for pink foxes. Not one, but foxes. Because they are fun, you said. It sounded weird, and you sounded weird, so I came to meet you at Deadline. You didn’t even recognise me… so… I kind of went with it. Why are you ordering pink foxes Albion? How long have you been doing that? It’s weird… It’s like… why do you want to have sex with someone reminding me? It’s creepy! Do you do the same thing with all the women friends you have?” Nerissa lifted her head just enough so she could look at the man.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>18-09-2020, 11:04:44</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Discussion time.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>He hadn't expected Nerissa to react so violently to his words, but... It was easy to assume he was calling her something she wished he'd never call her. Even if he only told her she didn't need to act like it... Being careless with his words was got him into this mess in the first place. It was almost like they were having a lover's quarrel, despite the fact they were never involved in a relationship like that. Still... They were awfully close to it, and if Albion had done one thing right since waking up, it was diffusing the situation with a bit of closeness before things grew worse. "It's not just games to me either... I just want to know the truth."<br><br>He'd so thoroughly convinced himself he was unfit that he still struggled to process the fact she felt he would be good for her. There really was no room for his usual fears or concerns right now... He was deep in the moment, and he couldn't just take himself right out of it like usual. Nerissa was a ticking timebomb, and he needed to be careful with the wires...<br><br>It all started with ordering pink foxes, it seemed. "I was drunk off my ass... I tend to get mouthy when I'm drunk, but even I can usually remember what I'm talking about. If I got that drunk I can't even remember that... Then I probably just asked for something comfortable and familiar. Like you, but not <em>you</em> you." Albion frowned, even finding it strange he would specify pink. He would normally just order a fox and let them surprise him.<br><br>Maybe... It really was a quiet plea for company like hers. "My only thought is that... You're always around me, and a subconscious part of me wanted that sense of familiarity, so I wound up asking for a pink fox instead of 'just' a fox." He hummed, looking into her eyes, before he shook his head. "Thank god, no. I can't imagine how boring the girl I'd need to rent in place of Mallory would be, but I'd also like to think no girl could be that boring and also be in the sex worker business... And Lily... Is Lily and I'd probably be dealing with a camgirl or something." His face soured at the thought, before his hand came up to run his fingertips through her hair.<br><br>"It isn't my proudest moment, Neri, this is the first time I've ever gotten that specific... Hell, from the sound of thibgs, I was so wasted I didn't even call the company I usually order from, I called you. So... Yes, if you want to take offense with me, a small part of me wanted you there with me, but the better part of my bad habits wanted someone to play with, and... You were the target fitting all parameters. This is the kind of man you're trying to help out." He frowned as he looked into her eyes, before he let his head fall back upon the bed.<br><br>"My turn. Did I... Talk about anything else? Normally I might share a bit of history with company, but nothing major. Just enough that they know I could use a bit of work and comfort and that's it. Was it the same with you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>18-09-2020, 11:35:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7.30AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <br><br><hr><br>“All that sounds like an explanation you made up in panic to hide that you are a creep. But… If you want me to believe it, I will do it.” She sighed deep. “Pet my dumb, slutty fox ears. You wanted hugging, cuddling and licking. There, in Deadline. You are such a idiot. You pay for something like that when I could give you all the hugs and cuddling you want, for free. I guess the licking would be okay too as long as you don’t expect me to lick anything dirty. I don’t understand you at all. You hate being like this… especially if someone can see us. Do I embarrass you that much? You should get over such things if you really like it and need it, because you don’t seem like you are suffering now.”<br><br>Though… this time she wasn’t trying to tease him sexually. So was that the problem? Albion could handle cuddling as long as it didn’t give him naughty ideas? “I think you are a pervert, but that’s nothing new. I have known that for some time now. It doesn’t make you worse or less worthy of a man. I can hardly judge you. If I could just turn off my feelings like a switch I would have a different man every night too, but I don’t work like that. I can’t keep my feelings separated from it… so here I am. Stuck being alone for now…” Nerissa still believed that her time would come. There were so many people in this world that there had to be someone who was just the right one to her, and would love her unconditionally.<br><br>“Yes… You did talk about something else…” Nera admitted and quieted down. Her expression told that it was something serious, which made her hesitate at telling him. “You told me that… you killed all of your friends. Albion, someone forced your hand, forcing you to do it, right? I know that you wouldn’t do it otherwise. That’s… that’s why you are so sad? It’s still torturing you and you think it will happen again. I don’t believe it could ever happen again. I mean, the world has changed and you have changed. You are so… “ suicidal… “... easily putting yourself in danger and risking your hide, that I can’t see you putting your own life before someone you care of.” It was definitely cruel, but that’s what she believed. If Albion would be forced to choose, he would most likely take his life without a second thought. But she could be wrong too. Maybe his will to life was stronger than she assumed.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>18-09-2020, 12:38:20</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Discussion time.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"I'm not asking you to believe it, I'm just coming up with something rational for my most irrational drunken experience yet. Tale it or leave it." Albion sighed. He should have expected it wouldn't have sounded good for her to hear, but he really didn't have any other way to think about it. He didn't lust that hard after Nerissa... Though she certainly was not pulling any punches, earning a soft chuckle from him. "You're absolutely right, I am stupid... I'm afraid of us becoming real because affection like that might make me more vulnerable. I thought I couldn't be hurt if I kept you at a distance, but..." He flashed back to the year prior, closing his eyes as he remembered when Nerissa needed him most, and he turned her away... Then later that night when he saw her ruined home. "... It turns out it only hurts more."<br><br>He shook his head, trying to help her get that idea out of her head. "Maybe a little embarrassed... I've been such a hard case that if I started showing affection in public, it would be... Weird. The bigger concern is if others saw us together, especially those I would consider enemies, they could use you to get to me. Or me to get to you if you have any one like that... But I know that's just a poor excuse. The real answer is just to become strong enough to protect what I want.." He reasoned, which... Wasn't untrue, he just needed to train his power more. "Part of me would enjoy the idea of being able to hug and nuzzle you any time I wish, but it'll take some time for me to get used to, sorry..."<br><br>She had a point though... She could have had a different man every night, but only if she could turn her feelings off. His hand came up, brushing a thumb gently up along the length of her ear. "That you haven't is a greater show of your testament&nbsp; to looking for proper love instead of living with a fabrication like I do... I won't deny being called a pervert though, that would be a pretty bold-faced lie " He sighed. He could also be a mess of contradictions more often than not, but it all came down to him sorting out his feelings and just... Coming clean.<br><br>Then the truth of the diner discussions came out, and he heaved a quiet sigh. "I was afraid of that... Well, you would be the first I've told that, but... Yes, I did. In my youth when I came to Japan me and my family quickly realized that there was no true safety anywhere in the world. I suppose we asked for it coming to the place they were all pouring out from, while they worked to help reinforce shrines as if they would help stop the demons." He closed his eyes.<br><br>"Studies on the occult and research on the arcane really couldn't have prepared them for everything that would happen. I don't even know when they died, or how, I just... Spent a few days without my parents coming home before I forced myself to realize they were probably dead. They only wanted to help, and they only added to the body count." He muttered quietly, dragging his hand against her ear. "Orphans in that period of time weren't uncommon, though finding them alive probably was. Me and so many others, we got rounded up... Not to be saved, but to be trained... It was a sick joke that I never got until everything was said and done. What could snot-nosed brats do that the adults couldn't already?"<br><br>It was clear he didn't like this tale, but he pushed on. "Young and dumb, that's what we were. We were sngry, we had nothing to lose, and we were told we had everything to gain. Freedom, our lives, revenge most of all, a world without demons. We were trained to hunt them like wolves in a pack, using anything and everything we could, even their own weapons if the opportunity arose. We succeeded every now and then, other times we had to run, sometimes lose one or two... But they called us soft, weak, that we didn't have the conviction to fight the demons. We had to become demons to fight them." He continued, narrowing his eyes.<br><br>"Survival... Of the fittest. That's what it all amounted to. Maybe they had succumbed to some demonic trick by a Calder demon or struck a deal with one who represented Osefo... Whatever the case, they organized us and made us fight among one another. People who befriended each other, bled together, they wanted us to treat one another as enemies. Some were all for it, the especially bloodthirsty ones. I made sure I always killed them first... But sooner or later they caught on, and made me fight against close friends... Each time I won&nbsp; it never felt like a victory. I have their struggles still carved into parta of my body to this day, but the one that hurt most... My final fight against... Her." He forced himself to look into Neri's eyes now, the mistiness evident in them.<br><br>"Risa, I called her, short for Risako. She was there as long as I was, we fought together so much, laughed, had dreams and delusions of grandeur of a brighter world...How <em>poetic</em> then, that to properly become as cold, indifferent, and merciless as the demons, I had to kill her... Or her kill me. You know what I did?" He asked, closing his eyes, before he shook his head. "I couldn't do it. Beaten and bloodied, we fought, and yet... I couldn't do it. I waited for her to just end it, to save herself and... Pfft... S-she couldn't do it either. We had so much blood on our hands, we were just the two monsters left. Maybe we could escape, disappear..." It sounded hopeful, but... Happy ends didn't exist in this tale. <br><br>"The demons wouldn't allow that... The <em>real</em> demons. A warpact of those who served under Zelkova, just a roaming band of violence and murder looking for fun any way they could get it, whether that meant torturing, pillaging, killing, or violating anything in their way, all in the name of their war-reveling God. Our instructors either died in battle or died trying to flee, I don't care. I would gladly kill them myself if I saw them today, but we were also targets. I tried to pull her to safety, but I was thrown away. The power of real demons, blessed by their god, was just too much. I still have the burns on my chest from that time, they've never been able to properly heal." His free hand lazily traced his chest, while he looked up at the ceiling.<br><br>"Risako... Like any willing female, she was given the choice. Submit, or die... She was a monster through and through though... She chose to die. All it took was one of our IEDs... And she managed to kill at least one of them... Along with herself, while I just floated down Tokyo Bay as the last one to live from that... That shitty semblance of false resistance. I looked back on it ever since and I wonder to myself if it was all a deranged joke I was too stupid to see back then, or someone's mad dream of a better world built upon the backs of the sacrificed. To this day, I haven't found an answer... Even to this day I still hear them, like specters in my mind, wondering how or why I was still alive or to join them, and each time they start up, I just try to drink myself stupid to forget or at least not hear them... Except Risa... I can't see her anymore. Maybe she went to Heaven, while we're all stuck in Hell... Wouldnt that be nice..." He struggled to suppress a sniffle, before he sighed.<br><br>"I just... Wandered after that, until I'd heard about SOPHE, and the rest is history. I trust the brass of SOPHE about as well as I trust my instructors in my youth, and so far I've kept distance from just about everyone... Or at least I thought, but I suppose you and Toshiro have been exceptions to that rule, and even Lily has found ways to befriend me... Or at least friendly enough to haze me, which is fine too. Leasick... Well, fellow degenerate there, not much else to say." He gave a quiet chuckle, before he reached up with both hands, stroking her ears. "And now... You know my story. There's more from my joining SOPHE onward, but for the most bit, if you're wondering what's made me what I am today, now you know."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 01:06:50</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7.30AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <br><br><hr><br>“I seriously thought that you have done far worse things when drunk than this… But it’s nice to hear that you mostly like to sulk when drunk.” If the fox demon was angry, it was quickly forgotten once Albion started showing affection to her ears. The girl was way too easy to soothe like that.<br><br>“I’m sorry Albion…” She didn’t know what else to say when the man told her about the passing of his parents. Nera knew it was a full chaos after the Gate opened. She had heard from something called holy magic and sometimes she saw broken seals, but those did very little if nothing against the demons. How see saw it, was that there was no absolute evil or good, so things relying on them couldn’t possibly work. <br><br>In silence Nerissa listened. She didn’t interrupt Albion with questions or trying to give him words of comfort. Instead she hugged him the best she could, trying to offer her warmth to him when he walked through those dark memories. It felt like she couldn’t do nearly enough to ease his pain. <br><br>The Gate had brought the demon world into this world, and just like the real demon world, it wasn’t all good. In her opinion it was mostly a nightmare to everyone who weren’t at the top of the food chain. And she was at the bottom end of the food chain, just like the humans when the Gate opened. In a way, demons were more honest, more pure creatures compared to humans. They felt no shame in being plain evil and taking pleasure from the misery and pain of others. <br><br>Usually she could find words, at least something good to say. Now the girl couldn’t find anything. It made sense, explained why he acted the way he did. She could share her own story, but that would be like ignoring everything he just told her with a great effort. <br><br>“It’s not your fault” That is what she would have loved to hear in the same situation. “Everything that happened, what they made you do… It’s not your fault. No one can blame you from the acts you did when forced, in order to survive. I know it must have hurt, and it still does, but it’s not your fault. Even if you did some bad decisions, there is no right to expect a child to make such big decisions, to know it all.<br><br>I can understand better the way you are now and… I’m so sorry for you. Albion… I… If there is anything I can do to help you, please, just say a word.” The girl hugged him tightly, kind of flattening her body against his to give him a good whole body hug. It didn’t feel like the right moment to start sharing her ideas of how he should change and start thinking things differently.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 01:52:51</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Discussion time.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"Is it, though? If I had just... Run, find shelter somewhere, I could have avoided all of it... Maybe died in the process, but... It's all in the past now. It's just that the past likes to creep up on me." Albion frowned as she tried to tell him it wasn't his fault... Even if it really was. Still, she tried her best to console him, and there was nothing more he could ask her to do for him, after listening to his tale. After all of that, just knowing someone else knew the story was like a huge pressure being lifted from his soul, filling him with comfort. <br><br>"You... You're doing plenty for me already, Neri." Albion smiled, curling his arms sound the vixen, one against her back to embrace her against his form. His other guided his hand to the back of her head, giving her the feeling and sense of a warm, inviting huh where the man could let go all of his a versions and bad memories and just hold her in that one, happy instance. The safety and sanctity of his home, where it was just the two of them and no one else, he could just hug the small foxgirl and forget all of his worries. She now knew arguably his deepest secret, and he now saw he had someone he could truly confide in and help keep him from doing exceptionally stupid things. <br><br>"Well, that's out in the open now... It's been so long since I could feel like that. I still feel like I've got a pretty annoying hangover, but... My spirits are lifted. Now then..." He removed his hand from the back of Neri's head. "Sorry to cut the moment short, but we still have some questions to answer... This one for when I assume we came back." He hummed, closing his eyes. Asking this was probably going to feel personal to her, but he hoped she could shed even a little bit of light on it.<br><br>"I know it sounds like I did a lot to you last night, but... You didn't try to stop me that hard, did you? A kick to the balls would have probably disabled me for a pretty good length of time while drunk. So... What happened? ... If, you don't mind answering, I mean. Consider this question optional, if you'd like." He added, to give her the freedom of choice to answer it how she wanted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 02:08:46</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Pawnhouse Zaisan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>“Oh! I’m happy that you like the idea! If you can’t get Albion to agree at coming, I will do my best to make him come. You can’t let him think that he has the chance to refuse, because if he gets that chance he will take that and sulk somewhere while getting drunk. The place…” Nera hummed and her eyes wandered to look outside a window. There was a little sad, nostalgic smile on her lips and she was quiet for a moment before continuing. “My place should be big enough for three to spend an evening, but it’s on sale so it’s rather empty. I live at SOPHE now, but I do have another place. It’s not in Tokyo so we would have to drive there… but if you like it we can go there too. Or rent a place. I should have some pictures of it… It’s just a simple hunting cabin, but there is a jacuzzi at the backyard. I like it. If you two are feeling shy you can go there together and I will go later alone. And pets are allowed there. Do you hunt Toshi? There is a lake not far from the cabin, but it’s probably frozen by then.” Nera browsed her massive amount of photos until she found one of the cabin and showed it to Toshiro. The fox demon clearly had no idea what a simple hunting cabin was so she believed this (https://cdn-fastly.hometalk.com/media/9z4548rj7qopx0nbu4f951c08daf4181c.jpg?size=720x845&amp;nocrop=1) was it because it was presented as one to her.<br><br>“You are absolutely right! It makes me feel so insecure when someone is all quiet. Makes me wonder am I doing everything wrong or am I boring him. Are you loud one yourself Toshiro? I have heard that I’m too loud a couple of times. And I haven’t even broken anyone’s eardrums! Isn’t it painful when that happens? I think that I have been told that I’m too loud mostly because of a location…” It was important to be quiet on a public place, or generally at any place where someone, not involved, might walk on to. She usually did terrible job at staying quiet. The fox demon had a big smile on her face. Usually humans didn’t like to talk about these things so openly. Especially with someone they knew as shallowly as Toshiro knew her, and she knew him. But Toshiro was an odd bird.<br><br>“Hmm… Kanabo… Like that weapon?” The fox demon looked at the picture and then peeked at Toshiro, searching for similarities in their appearance, while she listened to the song. It wasn’t the kind of music she would listen to normally, but she did appreciate that Toshiro let her know all this and it was always great to hear, in this case literally, someone doing something with a passion. “I like her voice. It’s beautiful. Does she miss playing or performing? I have heard that performing to a crowd gives one special kind of rush.”<br><br>Nera believed that Toshiro was right. Unless Albion’s tastes would become wider and more accepting, the researcher would be out of count. Which made her feel bad, because it was so obvious that Toshiro really wanted them to be together… to what extent exactly, that she didn’t know. “I believe you could still rock a skirt and thigh highs” The fox demon smiled in an encouraging way. “You have long, slender legs, so they are destined to look great on you. Toshiro, you aren’t exactly trying to keep it as a secret, so I know that you buy company. Is it because you are…” horny “...in need of physical affection? I wonder is that what you want or is it something you are settling for? Do you want a real relationship, should you find someone suitable to be with?” Maybe it wasn’t her business, but she was curious to know if Toshiro just liked fucking around and he choose the easy way instead of trying to hit someone for one night company. Or was it that he wanted more, but this was everything he could get.<br><br>“Well… Papayos are squishy. I don’t know if the field can overload. I have to admit that I haven’t dealt much with papayos personally. The field is a spell, so he has to cast it and maintain it. Papayos are relatively slow with their movements and their bodies can be destroyed easily. I haven’t heard of them using more than one field at a time, so it’s possible that they can uphold only one field at the time. So as long as we don’t get both stuck in it, it should be fine. Wait… you are trusting I will talk around whoever is working for the shop owner? You can’t think that as a plan? I’m not nearly as persuasive for that!” The best solution was if they could somehow avoid it all. Meeting the papayo and his assumed helper. “I hope he leaves the statue in the shop, so then we just need to steal it without hurting anyone.”<br><br>“More guys should be like you” Nerissa said with a nod as she marked his answer on the page. Not the D, but C. She marked Toshiro’s answer with a circle and her own with a cross, over option A in this case. “Well… “ She pursed her lips and used a moment to find the right words in picking up another chocostick from the box, remembering to offer Toshiro too. “I think that guys like that are the worst. Why play such games? I want to know how things are… and in my experience, if I have to wait for an answer it’s likely I will never have it. Doesn’t matter if it is a good or a bad guy, when there is no quick response, I know I will never hear from them again. I guess that usually it just tells that we wanted different things… and once one of us got what he wanted, there is no need to stay in contact anymore.” That was pretty much how her dating worked. Nera didn’t want to fret about it.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>“Next one. After the third date, you are still not sure you want to sleep with him. When he makes a move you, you A <em>tell him you don’t see any need to rush things when you are already having such a great time with him.</em> B <em>Say “Whoa, I really like you, but we are moving a little too fast here.”</em> C <em>Think Screw it and go for it. might as well figure out if you have chemistry.</em> Oh my… I’m supposed to wait that long…?” If there was chemistry she didn’t understand why she should wait so long. It was obvious that she would cross over option C for herself. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 02:41:08</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7.30AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <br><br><hr><br>“If, if… You can play that game forever, but it won’t change the outcome. What has happened is in the past and we can’t change it. No matter how badly we would want to. You are too hard on yourself. Try not to look it like that. The things you made, all the decisions in your past got you here and made you who you are now. Sure, it could be better. There was no need for you to go through that much pain and you are a human ruins now, but it could be worse. You could be something very different now. Had made different choices you might be on <em>their</em> side now. It could be you who takes pleasure from the pain of others, making them dance in your sick games. You could have become a real monster, but you didn’t. That’s your path and I’m happy that you are here right now, even with all your flaws.” Nerissa tried to offer him a different view of point into it all.<br><br>When the man moved his hand away she pursed her lips and squinted her eyes. “Put the hand back” The fox demon demanded. If she was going to wait for him to understand doing stuff like that, she could wait forever. It worked much better when she gave him clear orders. <br><br>“Are you trying to ask me if I let you rape me instead of slitting your throat? I have to make something clear first. I did try to stop you. I slapped you, both with my hand and a spatula, and you pervert liked that. Maybe you are kinky enough to like being kicked on nuts too? Despite, that would really hurt you… I wasn’t worried. I had my stunner with me and I wanted to avoid zapping you, because it would leave burn injuries on you.” Like it would have helped her at all having the stunner in her purse on a kitchen table. “I told you to stop. Many times. In my opinion that should be enough. It should be, but you didn’t really care…” Nerissa rolled her eyes. “I figured that the easiest way to take the situation in control was playing along until I got you tied up. I don’t know Albion… Maybe I should have been scared because I couldn’t push you away and you didn’t listen me, but… it’s you. I trust you. But… I must admit, I don’t know how far you would have gone if I didn’t tie you down. It makes me worry…” Mostly for his sake.<br><br>Nerissa suspected that Albion would start kicking himself for that, so she decided it was time to throw him off by being completely honest. “In truth, you did nothing bad. Maybe because you simply couldn’t, but… I kind of did. I mean I didn’t touch you! You are safe. I knew you would regret it all today, so… I never knew how much I have put you through with me! It makes me appreciate you even more! I’m sorry for all the trouble I have caused to you when I’m drunk! You are such a good friend, enduring it all without faltering. I… I’m not such a good friend. I… kind of… after I tied you, I… finished myself while you watched through the whole thing.” Nerissa confessed, blushing strongly and bending her ears in shame. “I’m sorry! I’m not suited to guard anyone in their drunken state!” &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 03:24:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Black Box</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/JCoNFHJ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lily Jimenez<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 4th, 2020, 11:15 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, IT Office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless, Open<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her usual hoodie and jeans<br><hr><br>Six months. It had been six months almost to the day since they dragged her here. And maybe, just maybe, they were beginning to trust her. She had met "the team", and they had learned her... let's call them "quirks". She had trained, and trained, and trained. She had gone head to head with the cybersecurity morons on an almost daily basis, and bested them, though she had to admit they were getting better.<br><br>Lily was getting better too.<br><br>And of course, the SOPHE higher ups had occasionally called on their favorite hacker to clean up the electronic portion of their messes. Which Lily was happy to do. But she'd have been happier had they ever seen fit to inform her exactly what she had been cleaning up. Most of the time she had to figure that out for herself. And this time, they were doing a better job of locking her out than usual. Which meant they'd put effort into it. Every time she "peeked" into a dark corner of their web servers, she came up with a reference to something new called DPIONS. And that's where the trail ended. Just stopped stone cold dead.<br><br>It took about thirty minutes review of the new security measures to figure out what DPIONS meant. She probably should have gone through the regs sooner, but every update was festooned with gems such as <em>Build your firewalls like it's the only thing between Lily and your mom's social. </em> And frankly, Lily Jimenez was not fond of being reminded how little she was loved within her department. Except that technically, she was in ops, who seemed to like her fine. But these guys, ick.<br><br>It was a reference to Memo: LMJ post 12/1 – 0302 that gave her the answer. One of her snarky replies to their continual complaints about their little game of cat and mouse. <em>If you don’t want me to find it, don’t put it on the network Schmuck.</em> And that’s exactly what DPIONS did – rather than be left on a vulnerable server, these particularly tempting morsels were held safely off line - to paraphrase a popular candy commercial – locked inside a safe, inside a vault, inside a volcano.<br><br>Of all the times to take their advice they had to choose <em>now</em>.<br><br>There was something going on though. Lily had been asked to destroy all public camera footage for a twelve-block radius. A shipment had come in for an amount of tranquilizer sufficient to put down a herd of rhinos. And the goings down below were suspiciously quiet. Given all the effort, the smart move would have been to let it go. It would piss the hell out of Azmodiel for one thing. But she was sure there were a lot of reasons not to do it too.<br><br>But you simply did not hide things from Lily Jimenez and expect her not to go looking. If they put what she was looking for behind a door, she’d just have to open it. And if that door were locked, she’d just have to unlock it. Or maybe kick it in. But she <em>was</em> going to find out what exactly it was they were trying to keep from her. Even if it killed her. <br><br>Damn straight.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 03:45:46</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Answered 1/10 questions<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><hr><br>“Soo… You don’t want to let Kevin go and be with someone and you aren’t saying that you never want be with him. Do you see where this is going? Be brave Mallory! Just confess him and tell you want to be more than plain friends! If he wants to be just friends, then you know. Then everything is clear and you can both move on, together or separately.” Mallory looked like she was about to have an emotional meltdown. Such a complicated relationship those two had…<br><br>“Someone like me? You mean like an absolutely adorable fox demon? Oh, that is so kind of you! Ooh! Maybe they took me here to be their lovely little mascot!” Nera guessed and squirmed, shaking her hips from side to side while wagging her tail. <br><br>“Nono! That was a serious question, so I will give a serious answer. I’m a good girl. Do you believe in fortune telling? In fate? There are people who do. They might truly believe in fate or then they are just fascinated by things like that. So…” The fox demon stood up. In a blink of an eye, her form was covered by a short, deep purple robe. With a swung on a hand she made the air around them glow. Small sparkling golden and silver balls of light wandered all along the ceiling like fireflies. Her illusion made the room appear dark, like the only light was coming from the glowing spheres in the air. Some of them circled around the fox demon, standing there proudly and wiping the air in front of her like it was a big screen. After her hand appeared big glowing, silver tarot cards and she flipped gracefully one of them in the air. It was a magician, (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/de/8e/4f/de8e4f10e3abc430f62a9e400fd8dace.jpg) a beautiful woman, whose clothes twirled and twisted around her like she was alive. “I did fortune telling back then.” Nerissa told with a big, warm smile.<br><br>“That and selling small magic items. Most of them did nothing. They just had a pretty glow, but some of them had real magic sealed inside them. Nothing special. Nothing big. I sold things like Lantern of Revelation, Box of Fireflies, Sweet Milk, Ring of Dauntless, Incense of Dreamless Nights… Because my items had real magic they drew SOPHE’s attention to me, and here we are. Though, now I try to create something more useful. Something that could help our field agents or people generally.” Nerissa explained and allowed her illusions to disappear. The room was again lit like it was before, and she was naked.<br><br>The Lantern of Revelation was a simple, traditional lantern. In its light everyone appeared as naked, whether they had clothes or not. The Box of Fireflies was a small box which shot up small golden lightballs, which flew around like real fireflies. It was mostly used for fancy celebration and events to create a mood. The Sweet Milk was either a small amount of flavored drink or an edible fruit or a berry. The purpose of the Sweet Milk was to give a more pleasant experience to one giving oral pleasure, by making the reward have the prefered flavor. It didn’t completely overcome the natural taste, but it sure made it more interesting and it worked on both genders. The Ring of Dauntless was for people who had a phobia or just were awfully scared of something. Usually it was some animal and each ring was made for one target only. So for a person, who was scared to death of big dogs, Nera had made a ring which made its wearer immune to fear of dogs. The Incense of Dreamless Nights was exactly what it sounded like. It was an incense which took dreams away. Good and the bad ones, of everyone who breathed the incense’s smoke.<br><br>The fox demon sat back down in the water. “That was a good, reasonable question. What would you like to know next?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 03:54:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory Minato|Mentioned: Reckley Stiles<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Breather<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br><hr><br>"Yeah, I'm not looking forward to that." Kevin groaned a bit. His parents would not be happy he lost control. They'd be less happy still when they heard it was for Mal. For all their militaristic gung-ho apocalyptic beliefs, they strongly believed in keeping the weapon sheathed until absolutely necessary. There's be training ahead. A lot of it. And rough too. He still didn't regret what he did one bit. <br><br>And he couldn't help but smile at the compliment. "Right back at you, Mal. There's... well there's no one like you. I didn't think people like you exist any more." But of course that was water under a bridge long past. They had known each other for ages now. He brushed himself off and offered a hand to Mallory. And if she took it, and if they held each other by the hand for just a little longer than was necessary, and their eyes locked a bit more than was to be expected, well that was just how things went, wasn't it?<br><br>Soon Kevin was looking forward again. Back to home and what they'd be facing. For all their scary attitude, he still feared for Mallory more than himself. At least, as Mal had pointed out, his parents meant well. Her aunt, on the other hand, there was a piece of work. But it wasn't as if they could run away. Not that he didn't give it a little thought. "Did you ever think, Mal, maybe, we could just head off on our own? Put this all behind us? I mean yeah - what are our prospects? But still..." It was nice to dream. Even for someone like Kevin. It never lasted long though. "Well, no use putting this off any further than we have to, right?" He tried to give his friend a reassuring look. It came out just a bit too sheepish for that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 04:47:56</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Discussion time.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>It was the cold, hard truth; No matter how much he ached, complained, no matter how much he wished or said things could have been different, they never would be. The past was immutable, and no force in the world could change it, least of all him. "Trust you to look at it from different angles... I never really thought about what I <em>could have</em> turned out to be instead of what I turned out to be. It's... A much more worrying, scary thought. To think I could have had the capacity to turn out like them... It sickens me." He grumbled quietly. Nerissa was right: By contrast, he turned out to be much better for it even with his flaws.<br><br>When Nerissa narrowed her eyes and demanded he out the hand back, his own eyes narrowed as he smiled. "Yes, make me give you even more ear scritches and headpats. I definitely didn't want to do this..." He smiled, maneuvering both hands to continue the endeavors he started. Honestly, this was almost like a firm of stress relief, massaging those cute ears and running his fingertips along them. It was even more heartwarming to know she enjoyed the treatment.<br><br>He, however, did blink when she mentioned the abuse she had already given him, to which he coughed gently. "I... I'm sorry about that, I must have gotten a slightly higher pain tolerance... But I didn't think it would outright turn into <em>that</em>... But no, I can confirm a kick to the nuts would have downed me. I'm not that immune to pain." he assured her with a chuckle... Though he couldn't imagine how painful the endeavor would be... Or being shocked by a stungun, for that matter. He was relieved he didn't push Nerissa far enough to need that. However, she trusted him, and he almost failed that trust. One hand moved from playing with her ears to brush her cheek gently. "I'm... I'm sorry that happened, Neri." Was an apology all he could really say compared to what he put her through?<br><br>However, what followed after his exploits surprised him even more as he flushed red and... She really did something like that? However, she seemed very sorry to have even admit that, to say nothing of how much courage it must have taken to push herself to admit the truth. Even though he made it optional... It... Didn't feel like a lie. "... Look at me..." He spoke softly, almost as if he was asking her to, before he added: "I... I feel like I heard you say that. Like you wanted my eyes on you." He whispered leaning his head close to kiss her forehead. "You guard me admirably... Just think of that as a little payback for my treatment of you."<br><br>"But... I now reserve the right to do that to you at some point. I won't say when though." He added with a wink. "It'll take a while to get used to... Each of us knowing the things we do, but... Well, I've been miserable long enough. Think after a few months, I can finally just... Let myself enjoy this life. Maybe i'll even get brave enough to be seen without clothes... Wouldn't <em>that</em> be a memorable summer for us."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 04:52:27</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Path to Home<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin Finch, Hanna (Mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Going Home now<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Clothes (https://i.imgur.com/rH3tFvs.jpg)/Hair Style and Glasses (https://i.imgur.com/5vPZGY8.jpg)<br><hr><br>“Neither am I to be honest.” &nbsp;They didn’t have much of a choice though, did they? After fighting a bully and running from school grounds, where else did they have to go, but back home? They could try hiding away somewhere for a bit, but with the gray cloud looming above, the prospect of potential rainfall was imminent. They would be stranded unless they made their way right now. When she noticed Kevin smile at her compliment, she could help but grin back as he gave her his own. “Nah, there’s bound to be more people like me.” <br><br>There had to be in a world like this.<br><br>As she put her hand in his, she couldn’t help but notice how gentle Kevin’s hold was, remembering back to how he had fought off Reckley. How he was able to do something so powerful, and yet he was able to be equally gentle; how she had not known he could do such amazing things was a mystery to her. The cloud we’re becoming grayer as they slowly but surely began their trek back home, and Kevin’s question entered her thoughts.<br><br>“On our own, like by ourselves? Or do you mean together?” &nbsp;Her look was curious as he asked the question, braids swaying slightly as they walked and talked about life. She could imagine still being friends with Kevin after high school, even through college, as she always believed they would be friends for life. She never thought of an alternative, because that’s how close the two were.<br><br>“Hmm... I’m not sure.” &nbsp;As her gaze glanced up at the gray sky above the two, her mind wondered to the possibilities. &nbsp;“Just... running away from everything; from the pressure, the worries, my Aunt? I don’t have that many life skills, so I wouldn’t get that far.” &nbsp;A reassuring, yet solemn look appeared on her features, turning back to look at Kevin. “Worst of all is Hanna is my only family, so I would be all alone. There wouldn’t really be anyone I could turn to or live with other than her.” <br><br>Even as she spoke so plainly, the reality of her situation had always settled on her mind; she always knew that she could never get away, no matter how much she wanted it. His question still weighed in her mind however, and as she tried to be realistic and yet lighthearted, she couldn’t help being honest with her best friend. &nbsp;“I’ve... actually thought about it though.” &nbsp;Her steps became slower, slowly but surely beginning to trail behind Kevin, until she came to a stop. Her eyes weren’t cast downward however, because she never wished to look weak in front of her friend. <br><br>At least, she tried to.<br><br>But suddenly, her solemn look turned into a reassuring one, the hesitance in her eyes shifting. “It’s not like I can really do it though.” &nbsp;She gave a nervous laugh, trying to lighten the mood, to brush off her previous comment as something other than what it had been. She jogged lightly to stand next to Kevin again, a smile along her face as a finger came to rest along her chin in thought.<br><br>“Thoughhhhh, if you were with me... maybe everything would be ok.” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 07:12:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Asmodiel, Ryusei, Leasick, Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Training<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Tank Top and Shorts<br><hr><br>Kevin knew he'd get only one chance at this, and that it would be the difference between losing and... well, losing not quite so badly. But with Azmodiel, that was the goal. He moved in as quickly as possible and... found himself thrown into a roll. At least he touched Azmodiel - that was a vast improvement from when he and his teammates had started the process. Soon he was back at the side of the ring, as their mentor taunted the three of them, encouraged as he taunted but all the same, taunting was taunting. <br><br>Kevin now threw himself in with full force, fully intending to act as the distraction while Leasick and Ryusei could come in for the "kill". Again, this was optimistic to say the least, but if he could draw Azmodiel's section for a critical second, even two, maybe that would be enough. He moved left, then right, putting all his speed into the serpentine as he could manage, which was still slow motion in demonic terms, but Kevin didn't have demonic powers. He simply did what he could, and that would have to suffice. After five zigs and six zags, he barreled straight ahead.<br><br>When we was about as close as he could get, he pushed forward on his left foot, so as to direct his right in a roundhouse as close to Azmodiel's face as he could expect to get. He only hoped that the others had some idea as to what to do with the time that Kevin was trying to buy them. Or that they'd have the benefits of the purchase to begin with - for as far as he knew, Kevin could only hope to get that time if Azmodiel was willing to concede it as part of the lesson.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 07:14:21</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7.30AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <br><br><hr><br>The girl looked like she wasn’t holding any kind of grudge against Albion. Instead, she was simply enjoying from all the petting she received. “It’s okay. Nothing bad happened. You don’t need to keep kicking yourself for it.” Once the human told her to look at her, she obediently did so, despite feeling extremely embarrassed. “Forget you heard that. Forget that and don’t even try to dig up memories of the last night. You don’t need them. You are better without them.” Though… if he would remember someday, he would probably be much more embarrassed than she was now.&nbsp; <br><br>What he said next made her speechless and her eyes widened in disbelief. “Excuse me… So… You have a problem with getting your clothes off, for a beach or a swim and so, but you don’t have problems telling me that you are going to masturbate on me…? I seriously don’t know what to say. I would slap you but I don’t want to turn you on right now, so… you are a big pervert Albion Remington” Nerissa decided to just say that in the end. Yet she wasn’t telling him that he couldn’t do it. <br><br>“Where are you planning on being seen without clothes? The police are going to arrest you if you show your new free spirits in a public place. Either way, I will be there to see it all. I’m curious to know what you think is so hideous it needs to be covered. If you don’t have something really gruesome I’m going to be disappointed” Nerissa joked. She liked the idea that she could drag Albion to a beach like a normal person.<br><br>“There were some things you said that still bother me… You said that you feel like you let me down and failed me when I needed you the most. Why do you think so? I don’t remember you doing so. It’s some kind of misunderstanding and you are blaming yourself for nothing. In addition to that, you said that I have been waiting for you three years. What I’m waiting for Albion? Is there something I should be waiting for, because I didn’t even know I’m waiting for something” Nerissa took the role of one asking questions. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 08:17:38</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Discussion time.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"Dig up memories? Hah, I can't even remember the first drink I had last night, Neri. It's just, something about that line really stuck out to me. It's not like something you'd tell me so casually, more..." It was an indescribable feeling. She didn't want him to 'look' at her... "Your feelings, your soul... You... Kind of bared them to me last night, I bet. Naturally, my drunk ass can't remember, but... Maybe one day I'll be able to look at you with perfect clarity." He nodded softly. There were so many experiences he missed out on... Only by moving past his traumas could be start to rebuild himself, and become a proper pillar for Nerissa to lean against. <br><br>"H-hey, don't push it, I'm... Trying to change myself little by little l, I thought a little humor would help lessen the gravity of the situation." He sighed quietly, ruffling her hair gently. "I don't know how long it'll take me, but I do want to be able to enjoy experiences I've missed out on for years... All because I was just dead to my own emotions and wants..." He nodded softly, before smiling. "Yes, let's not turn me on right now, I'm still in a hangover and not ready to change myself that fast yet..." Especially now that he didn't have kids on the way.<br><br>"Good grief woman, no, I'm not planning to streak. Maybe at like a beach or even a private hot spring... I've never actually been to a legitimate open-air hotspring before... But I hear the first time feels magical." He mused, leaning his head over to ponder. Maybe as a surprise one day, he would book just the two of them... A little break from having to deal with SOPHE business.<br><br>However, she turned the question-asking on him, which reminded him... Of days past. "I talked about that too? ... I really am a blabbermouth when I'm drunk." He frowned. "It's... No doubt, about two years back, when you came to me in heat. I didn't know what to do about it, and I thought... Something cold. I had water with me and I just... Splashed it on you like it would help. A stupid moment of me panicking, and you just left without a word... Then later that night I found out your place got attacked. I freaked out, until I heard you were safe, but... It still stunned me that I very nearly got you killed that day." He closed his eyes. It was only through sheer luck and... The war demon's presence, that Nerissa probably escaped unscathed.<br><br>"Ever since then, I told myself I would try to care better fornyou, come what may. It hasn't been easy though... As for the waiting thing, I... I guess it's because you've been around me all this time, since we met years back. Not a day's gone by we didn't meet and talk, and I've even been there to help pick you up after your relationships didn't work out. I always felt like... 'If I weren't so afraid, maybe I could give her the stability she needs'... At least, it always weighed on my mind." He lifted his head, pressing his forehead to hers.<br><br>"Just my nonsensical mumbling, I suppose, don't mind me..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 09:04:18</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7.30AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <br><br><hr><br>“Mmmh… I think you are the one who bared yourself. Not me. I hate to break it to you, but I’m not hiding anything from you. You know my feelings and who I am already. There is nothing more to show to you.” There was always more, but did he need to know it all? No. It would do no good to him, so he could keep living like the things were now.<br><br>“You have lived this many years in Japan and you have never seen an open-air hot spring? You are one stupid human! We need to fix that. The spring part. I doubt fixing your stupidity is such an easy task” The fox demon grinned playfully as she said that. “When you feel like you are ready to enjoy from a hot spring, we can go to one. Or you can go with company of you choice. Either way, you shouldn’t miss the experience of hot springs!”<br><br>“That’s what you have been feeling guilty all this time? Oh…! You poor little thing! No, there is no need to take the blame from that! Yes, you have been more considerate, but so could I. There are things I can ask from you as my friend, and asking <em>that</em> from you is one of the things I can’t ask. It was wrong of me to even put you in that situation. And what happened that night… It’s not your fault Albion. You can’t be looking after me every second. If something happens to me someday… it’s not your fault. This is important and you need to know this…” Nerissa said and took his face between her hands, staring him into eyes. “You need to know that I’m not going to give up. I have a strong will to live. But… though this world isn’t as dangerous as the demon world, it still has its dangers. I might get sick, there might be an accident, it might be something violent and sudden… Whatever it is, if I’m taken away from this world one day, it’s not your fault. You didn’t fail me. You aren’t responsible of my life. Only of your own. So… If I’m gone, you should know that I don’t blame you and I want you to move one. Keep all the good memories in your heart and move forward. One day you are going to find your happiness, and that’s my wish.” At that moment the speech of her death felt so distant. The fox demon was smiling, her golden eyes were so full of life, her soft body felt warm as she leaned closer and gently kissed Albion’s forehead.<br><br>Her warm smile had some sorrow in it when the man put his forehead against hers. “Albion… You are giving me everything one could expect from a friend, and I often feel like you are giving me more than you even should, but… I’m not waiting for you. I will be here for you, I will help you and be your support on your long journey to mend all those wounds in your soul and maybe someday I will see you the way you were before that everything happened. Or maybe I will be lucky enough to see you happy, not being afraid to live. That would make me happy…<br><br>However, I know that we aren’t meant to be. You have told me that many times. I would be a fool not to get it after hearing it so many times. Like you said yesterday, maybe in another life we could have been together. In this life there is someone else for you. Someone you love so much you are ready to risk it all, ready to put yourself in danger of being hurt… That someone will make you whole and happy again. And I will be looking forward to witnessing that day, as your friend, because I want to see you happy. You deserve it. <br><br>That’s why I’m not waiting for you. I might be moving slowly, but I’m moving forward. There is someone for me too out there, and with enough time and patience I will find him.” Nerissa whispered quietly and she didn’t even notice how tears ran on her cheeks. I waited for you long time ago, but you never reached out to me. I can’t keep waiting for someone who doesn’t want me.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 10:22:06</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion | Mentions: Kyless, Lily, Ryusei, Toshiro, <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. And (to) her new blazer.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>With a confused, and lost, look Nerissa stood there and looked at the doorway of the shop. Why did everyone disappear like that? First Kevin ran to… well, find out with who and when the wedding would be? Then Toshiro got angry about the collar suggestion, which in Nera’s opinion was a good suggestion, and left too. And the last one to leave was Lily. Nerissa couldn’t even guess where she went to. Probably cause little bit of chaos somewhere else.<br><br>“Hmm… And then it was just us. I can do this, so don’t worry! You can leave it all to me!” Nerissa said as she turned to look at Albion and pulled a curtain of a fitting room aside before gesturing the man to step inside. “Do you think it was too cruel to suggest the electric collar? You said that she is a prisoner in SOPHE. They don’t keep someone locked up for no reason, right? And there was shooting when she was caught, and she used illusions against people of SOPHE. To me that sounds like she might have killed some people in this world and if she used illusions to help offing you guys… Why is she here now? Does she have some information we need? Is she going to help us and if she is, why? I’m really such a useless Calder demon… They are dragging other one from a jail instead of even talking to me… I’m sorry.” Understanding that, SOPHE had literally took another Calder demon out of their prison, and brought her here to help with this mission one way or another, made her feel completely useless. Nera knew she was a weak demon, but… this felt like a slap on face. <br><br>“I thought that the collar would be a good solution to this situation. We don’t want to hurt her needlessly and I guess we don’t want to kill her either because she is still alive. So as long as she doesn’t betray us it’s just a collar. It won’t hurt her. Maybe aesthetically, but not otherwise. If I had killed people and put into a jail, I would be happy to wear a collar if that give me a chance to proof my loyalty and get me free. <br><br>Which reminded me… If I was held in a jail for who knows how long, I would do everything in my power to get free. Conveniently Ryusei and the new demon went missing. Together. You saw how they were looking at each other, didn’t you? I believe in love at first sight, but… Ryusei is so awfully young and he is kind of hotheaded though he keeps himself well in check. Having a hot temper together with the amount of power he has isn’t a good combination, and I feel like the Calder demon is going to wrap him around her little finger in no time. If you can’t win with your own power, make powerful allies and make them fight your battles. Maybe I’m thinking too much… Am I really a bad person because I doubt sincerity of her possible feelings? It’s just… the timing, her situation, all this… It’s so convenient to her.<br><br>And I made Toshiro mad too! I didn’t tell him to zap her just for fun. The collar should be enough to break her illusions if she goes rogue. If other option is shooting her... “ Nerissa sighed and looked again at the doorway. “I can’t do a thing to keep everyone safe. They rather use someone who can betray them in a blink of an eye… If she is bad, we should be worried that she can turn against us and if she isn’t bad, I should be worried that I’m the one who might find myself in a jail. See Albion? It took only five minutes and I already made my date mad! That’s not how men usually react when I talk about collars…”&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 11:15:08</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Discussion time.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"That's it? No more Nerissa mysteries then? Feels a little anticlimactic." Albion teased, but he knew full well it was never that easy. There was always something new to the vixen that he'd yet to discover, and there were still parts of her history he hadn't been made privy to yet. In due time, he trusted her to tell him, or they would become relevant when the time came. Maybe all of his mysteries had been exhausted, or yet more still existed for her to discover. In time, even he would learn some unsolved mysteries of the past might not have been good things to pursue, but closure was something he direly needed in his life.<br><br>"Hey, cut me some slack, I didn't really have the desire to go to one when normal baths sufficed. There's... Honestly a lot of Japanese culture I have yet to really experience..." Albion sighed, scrutinizing her with a glare as she decided to prey on his stupidity. "You're not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed either, missy. Definitely the cutest one though, so you get a pass... When the time is right then, I'll visit one. I won't choose company this early though... I'll wait and see what the future holds first." He added. He wanted to make sure he found a good one before he opted to select company.<br><br>It was a little bit of a relief to find out she hadn't held it as personally as he did, but at the same time she either understated how important it was to him, or simply masked her true feelings on the matter if she had any. No matter what, Albion nodded softly. "You should know by now that things of the past always weigh heaviest on my mind. I admit I definitely wasn't ready for that, but... Yeah, I'm not proud of my response back then." She had a point thiugh, in that he couldn't look after her every second... But he could still afford to watch her as much as he could. The talk of her inevitable death... Didn't really sit well with him, but there was also the distinction that he was more likely to expire before she did, either by combat or natural causes. <br><br>The lives of demons could go on for so long, while human lives were like flickering flame in the wind. "Heh... You can't just tell me stuff like that and expect me to accept it, Neri. I don't know how I would really react if something like that happened... Maybe I shouldn't think about it either." He shook his head, preferring to focus on the present rather than the future. This closeness was... Such a good, warm feeling. Such feelings were absent for so long in his life, that he almost felt as if he was glutting on them now.<br><br>"Maybe it's enough... Maybe it could be more. I would like to go back to those times as well, when I could be happy without worrying about shadows of the past creeping up on me... For what it's worth though, Nerissa? You've gone a very long way to help me rediscover that sense of happiness in my life since the day we met. You've done things you should have never even needed to do... But somewhere along the line you helped me remember to laugh and smile. To <em>genuinely</em> laugh and smile." He admitted, but what she said next threw him for a curveball.<br><br>She said... They weren't meant to be together, that he had someone else for him...? His brows furrowed as he looked at Nerissa, before he blinked and looked away. "T-that doesnt sound like me at all, that <em>definitely</em> had to be some drunken rambling... But, if I ever do find someone like that... I hope she's as attentive to me as you've been." He nodded softly, trying not to think about precisely why he said that. There were definitely a few reasons for several people, but... Nothing that showed up so prominently he would blurt something like that out... At least he hoped.<br><br>Nerissa, too, was always moving forward, and he owed it to her to move forward with her instead of being held down by the past. "Mm... I know you will, Neri. You've never given up before... No matter what, my shoulder is always around to help prop you up when things get tough for you. Hopefully one day, we'll both have our reasons to be happy." He spoke softly, watching as the tears rolled down her cheek. Closing his eyes, he leaned in and nuzzled her gently to wipe the tears, his hand moving to caress the back of her head. "Just... Never give up, like you never did in getting me to smile again."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 12:18:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa, Lily, Kevin, Toshiro<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Back on track<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed minus blazer<br><br><hr><br>Leaving Albion alone with Nerissa could sometimes be seen as a recipe for trouble, not in the chaos they could cause together (of which only one time truly took that particular cake), but rather the chaos that was usually visited upon <em>him</em>. Still, his choices of helping him fit things properly to make sure they worked were Nerissa or Lily, and the latter had gone off to sow more of her trademark chaos with that weapon of mass destruction she called a laptop... Which meant Nerissa was his go-to aid. The pair found a changing stall, stepping inside before the curtain was drawn.<br><br><em>'I feel like I'm going to regret this...'</em> He sighed inwardly, though much to his surprise, the topic of discussion wasn't his choice of fashion, but something else entirely...<br><br>"Electric shock... You mean for the prisoner?" He asked with a blink before shaking his head. "You're kinder than me, I would have suggested a bomb collar without hesitation. But there's a very big reason Toshiro deals with the demons and I don't, and that would be one reason why." He still made no effort to mask his dislike for the blue Calder demon, but he easily did not share the same level of likeness others had for her, chiefly due to their past misgivings. "Everything that went on that day was nothing short of a clusterfuck. I'm not going to sugarcoat what she did, she very easily is responsible for more than a few fatalities even before SOPHE entered the scene, and the only ones I could count were the ones I could personally see. As for why she's here? The same reason we're out here preparing for a mission right now that isn't set to take place until later tonight: Our higher-ups aren't thinking things through." He groused with an indifferent shrug. "But then I never put much stock in them to begin with."<br><br>Looking at Nerissa, he folded his arms and leaned against the wall. "I can't excuse why they brought her out, limited magic or no. She's as crafty as they come, they can't expect me to believe she's behaved so nicely she gets a day out. Good behavior doesnt even get normal criminals out among civilians that soon. If they pulled her out... They know more than they're letting on, most likely." It was a stretch to say it, but there was always a chance the prisoner had connections to whatever their target turned out to be tonight. However, the reason Nerissa brought this up quickly became apparent when dejection showed on her face and she started to sulk.<br><br>It didn't take long for Albion to guide his hand to her head and pet her gently. "Hey now, no frowning. I would have protested to her being brought out here if I knew... I'm willing to bet that's why no one but those close to her were likely notified of her showing up." He sighed, not liking seeing his normally happy friend so down in the dumps like this. "I woukdnt trust another Calder demon over you anyway. At least with you I know what I'm getting in to." He added with a soft chuckle, though he knew she wanted to be serious for the moment.<br><br>"Toshiro must have a great deal of faith in her if he protested to the collar. It doesn't help he isn't... The most capable fighter around. His technology is great though, if you have the window to set it up... If anything, that's probably why she isn't doing much to hinder us right now. She had that device on her wrist, which I wager was something he cooked up to make sure she couldn't use her illusions to her full capacity... However, even I know better than to put my complete faith in it." He added. He didn't like treating her as harshly as he did all War Demons, but the treatment was well deserved; She was one life who had taken countless others, leniency did not do one any favors.<br><br>However, when the conversation included Ryusei, his brow furrowed. "Yeah, this is precisely what I meant by her trying to turn us against one another... I'd like to think Ryusei's got a good head on his shoulders and isn't as prejudiced as I am. That being said... Not seeing either one, you might be right. The prisoner I feel is crafty enough to try to avoid cameras, but him? I can't see him intentionally avoiding every camera without his power, and if Lily couldnt catch him... Well, let's just hope he was keeping an eye on her because our boring bookworm managed to lose sight of her trying on wedding dresses like some teenaged daydreamer." He sighed, still in disbelief the woman had lost the prisoner so easily. <br><br>"No, you're not the only one; I trust her about as much as I trust our higher-ups. If that makes us bad, then so be it. Let's just hope for the best for now, and keep any contingencies we come up with in the back of our minds. Whatever she's planning, I'll trust Toshiro can stop her before anything happens, and I'll trust the War Demon to keep Ryusei in check if it comes to that." The wait and see game was really all they could do. He couldn't blame Nerissa for feeling suspicious in the slightest, everyone else had bought in to the prisoner's presence so easily.<br><br>Or maybe he was just too rigid. That was also a possibility. <br><br>"Toshiro's just trying to make headway in befriending demons without violence, that's all. It's pretty easy for him to take offense to anything that can hurt a demon. Even I caught flak for using tranquilizers to contain the prisoner in the past for not catching her from falling to the ground fast enough. We both just agree there are some things neither of us will do, so we just work around them as best as we can." He shrugged. Still, Nerissa seemed worried, only adding to his frustration with the mission as a whole. At this point, dressing in drag was the least of his worries.<br><br>He reached forward, pulling Nerissa into a hug as he shook his head. "Never count yourself out, Neri. I've seen you're capable of some pretty nerve-wracking illusions yourself. It's up to you to figure out the best way to protect us with them... And I'm always happy to help you find ways to train your illusion play on our off time." He smiled, guiding his hand up to brush her ear gently with his thumb. "You're not going to be in any jails if I have anything to say about it, and if you are... You're not going alone." He added to try and help encourage her, or at least not feel as if she needed to worry. Though he blinked and couldn't help but snort when she mentioned talk about collars and dates. <br><br>"If I would have known that, I'd have gotten you one too. But at least now I know what else to get you for your birthday." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>19-09-2020, 20:15:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion | Mentions: Kyless, Lily, Mallory, Ryusei, Toshiro <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. And (to) her new blazer.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>“You would? I think that might be a bit extreme… Though that would certainly solve the problem if it was to arise…” Or more like splatter the problem all over the place in this case. The shock collar would be a much more rational solution, because if there was a misunderstanding the Calder demon would still be alive after using the collar. If they used a bomb collar, there would be only pieces of Kyless left.<br><br>“Well… the mission is later today, which means we got all this time to do whatever we want and we are still getting paid for it!” Her cloud had a silver lining. “I wonder what’s the deal with the Calder demon… There are so many reasons why someone would do something like that. I’m not saying there is a good enough reason to just forget that she killed people or helped doing that, but… depending on her reasons it might be possible that she is ready to change her ways. And why aren’t they telling us these things? It’s hard to trust someone when we are kept in the dark.”<br><br>Nerissa gladly received his comfort and ear petting, letting her body lean against his. “Thank you… I knew I could always trust in you. I understand that people have their trust issues with Calder demons, but my human kill count is pure zero. So I can’t be that bad, even for a Calder demon.” The fox demon sounded proud that she hadn’t killed any humans. She said nothing about demons. In the end this was the world of humans, and she was a guest here, so she wasn’t supposed to go around killing her hosts. It would be bad manners. And because humans were weak compared to the most of demons she felt some kind of similarity to them.<br><br>“Hmm… I hope Toshiro is right about that demon and everything will go fine. I might be worrying for nothing! That would be the best case scenario. It’s just that… if something happens and it could have been prevented… it’s a heavy burden to carry for those who are responsible of this mission if someone gets hurt or worse. We shouldn’t put others at risk just because we want to be nice and understanding. Usually I would say that we shouldn’t judge someone before knowing her, but in this case we already know what she has done. Some things can’t be overlooked that easily.<br><br>I’m afraid that you are right. She might be trying to turn us against each other and so far it looks like it’s working quite well, planting seeds of doubt here and there. If we start bickering with each other there will be less attention on her.” While Nerissa spoke she was casually unbuttoning Albion’s shirt and starting to undress him. Not with her eyes, but literally this time. <br><br>“You shouldn’t be that hard on Mallory. She is so awfully young. If you want to blame someone, it’s the people who put her in charge. Maybe they want to see if she has what it takes… and so far looks like she is going to fail miserably their expectations. They should have waited longer, to let her gain more experience and strength of character first. I feel bad for Mallory. She is going to take this badly if everything goes awry.” <br><br>The fox demon took an empty hanger and hung Albion’s shirt on it. “You do know that Azmodiel has a name too…” Nera noted, not poking that matter further knowing that Albion wasn’t exactly a fan of War demons. “Thank you. It’s quite embarrassing that my sister is so far ahead of me in the art of illusions, and we are the same age! Anyway, it’s good to know that if I ever end up in a jail I will have company there.” The girl smirked in her playful manner. “Oh no. I have enough collars as it is, so I will have to decline from this generous gesture. You can’t play with me the way I want to play when wearing a collar.” Nera told with a amused smile as she squatted down and began opening the man’s shoelaces. <br><br>“Are you looking forward to your date? I hope you remember how dating works when it’s such a long time from your previous dates. I have to admit that I didn’t see this coming, but the way Lily reacted when I connected you two… It felt like there might be something going on. The opposites do attract! You like being all grumpy, secretive and quiet, well not to the extent you have been before, but you are still different from fun to be around and brings a smile on your lips Lily. I was happily surprised when you agreed on going on a date. You are moving at the right direction! I hope…”<br><br>The fox demon quieted down after pulling his pants down, still on her knees. “I hope I had remembered that you are such a free spirit…” She had forgotten already that he didn’t have anything under his trousers. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>20-09-2020, 02:13:25</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 5:00 – 6:00 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Nerissa's Bank | Pawnhouse Zaisan, The Gate<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: The Papayo<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr>Nerissa selling her place was not so peculiar a thing that Toshiro questioned her mention of it, especially when contrasted to the far more appealing proposition of spending a Christmas at a remote hunting cabin outside of the city. However Toshiro was somewhat taken aback by the terms, 'simple hunting cabin,' and <em>'jacuzzi,'</em> being in the same sentence. “What would I be shy about? Half the fun of a hot tub or a jacuzzi is the company, although I get if you'd wouldn't really want to share it with two guys. As for the lake being frozen, that's fine, I'm sure it's still nice. Although if we wanted to, we could always set up a tent on the lake, catch some smelt and fry them up.” Nostalgic and warm memories of Toshiro's childhood were soon brushed aside by the shocking sight of what Nerissa referred to as a simple hunting cabin, “That's... I mean I never had a hunting cabin to compare it to, but I'd almost call that a mansion!” Toshiro's tone bore an obvious awe for the sight rather than any sort of judgment.<br><br>Rolling the bottom of his can on the dashboard in recollection, Toshiro shrugged his shoulders at Nerissa's question, “I don't really know if I'm all that loud most of the time. More so on the receiving end than otherwise, but I haven't had anyone really complain.” Smiling at the comment regarding his ear's Toshiro unconciously pulled at his lobe as he recounted the pain, “Oh yeah I wouldn't recommend it, always wear ear protection when you're with a demon who can weaponize sound. Although the pain wasn't nearly as bad as the vertigo, felt like I was tied to a ceiling fan. He was a sweetheart about it though.”&nbsp; Turning back towards Nerissa with a look of both surprise and mild admiration for what he assumed she meant, he continued, “A bad location... like... you do it in public places? I've never really tried it, but it sounds exciting. Are you big into exhibitionism then?”<br><br>“Yep, just like the weapon. A lot of her music was very pro demon and human relations at a time when it was a very unpopular thing to do, and a part of that was adopting quite a bit of shared demon and Japanese history into her acts.” Pointing at the remainder of her band, it was easy to see that it's membership was largely split down the middle in regards to demon and human members. Smiling in pride at Nerissa's compliment regarding his sister, Toshiro scratched the back of his head as he replied somewhat uncertainly, “I'm betting she misses it, she absolutely loved the sense of inspiring a crowd with her music. I've seen interviews with her where she says she gets a similar kick out of seeing the bands she manages doing the same thing, but she never looks quite convinced by that answer.”<br><br>Patting his pants and bandaged sheath legs in happiness, the pain much less severe than it had been a few hours ago, Toshiro couldn't help but smile at Nerissa's comment regarding how he'd look, “Maybe I'll have to get a few new pairs, it's been a bit since I've had a chance to go shopping for them. Something a bit more risque for nights out, and something a little classier for work.” Her follow up question was substantially more personal and interesting, and it took him a moment to answer with a hint of trepidation, not towards the subject matter, but to how sure he was of the answer, “An enjoyable physical connection is definitely a big part of it, I mean these are people who make a living out making others feel good. Think of getting a massage from a boyfriend or girlfriend compared to a masseuse, both are nice for different reasons, but the professional touch is something else. Also you might be surprised at just how good the people working at the nicer brothel's are at good conversation, sure they're paid for their time, but a lot of them are people who just have a real knack for listening. It's kinda the hostess club appeal.”<br><br>“Don't get me wrong, I'd love a long term relationship with someone again, but I don't think I'd ever physically settle for the same thing day in and out, and I wouldn't expect it from them either.” Thoughtfully chewing on the remainder of his pocky, he added, “So I guess the answer is, I date for a personal connection that never seems to play out, and I visit brothels for a pleasant company as a way to relax and get my mind off of things.” Turning towards Nerissa he added with no real knowledge of their connection, “Think of Az, he's absolutely head over heels in love with his wife, but he still enjoys outside company with Riko's consent. He gets a new experience and a way to relieve his colossal libido, but his hearts always going to belong to his wife.” There was the slightly less romantic caveat that the demon's polyamorous leanings were a physical necessity in his relationship, but Toshiro didn't find it worth bringing up. Pointing his can towards Nerissa he turned the question back on her, “I mean you've probably looked for relief outside of a relationship, I know beast demons have a pretty intolerable heat, but did you ever think that satisfying it was getting in the way of finding a relationship?”<br><br>Finishing the detailing on the drawing of the Pawnhouse's sign in his sketchbook, Toshiro was glad Nerissa cleared up a point of mystery he hadn't brought up, “So they project the field into a location rather than just surrounding themselves with it. That's much easier to deal with. All we'd have to do is convince him to put the field out of the way, then we'd hit him from a different direction.” Like Nerissa, Toshiro had no desire to resort to a conflict if they could avoid it, but it was better they planned for the possibility rather than simply wish it didn't happen. Shaking his head somewhat dismissively of Nerissa's concern, he reassured her, “I mean it as you convincing him as a last resort, but I think you're way more charming then you give yourself credit for. Only a few hours ago you got me to stop hating you by convincing me that you had an evil twin who assaulted me, and now we're scoping out a dangerous pawn shop and planning to steal... to recover a mysterious artifact before it falls into the hands of an unknown buyer. That takes a silver tongue.”<br><br>Again he appreciated her complimenting his approach to dating, even if it hadn't served him particularly well up to this point. Scratching his chin in thought, he replied to her last question first, “Eh, I would say the time between dating and sex depends on the goal of the date and the people involved. If you both want to go for it earlier on, go for it, don't dance around it for the sake of keeping up appearances. If that makes things awkward, I'd say it wasn't going to work anyway.” Then thinking on the question asked by the magazine, Toshiro answered with clear certainty, “If I'm not sure that I want to sleep with them after the third date, unless there was something else going on in my life, I'd say it probably wasn't going to happen. So... D again. I'd break things off and start looking for someone else. Eh, go with C, it's the best choice offered.” Once again he pulled the chocostick from Nerissa's fingers before sitting up to once again make sure the compass had the same readings as before and sighing as its readings remained the same.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>20-09-2020, 08:17:35</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7.30AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <br><br><hr><br>“Mmh… I wonder what mysteries you believe I’m holding from you. I’m not nearly as exciting as you might think.” Nerissa couldn’t help but laugh at his comment of her stupidity. “You are getting good at this! First give an insult and then confuse with a compliment! It takes one to know another, my kindred spirit!”<br><br>Nerissa had a habit of hiding her own feelings when she felt like they might be trouble or cause pain to someone close to her. The way Albion had handled the situation had hurt her feelings, but the girl blamed herself from it happening in the first place. She couldn’t expect him to be considerate when she forced him into situations he shouldn’t be in at all. “I know, I know. For your sake I hope you learn to let the past stay in the past.”<br><br>The fox demon grinned defiantly at the man. “I can tell you whatever I want” She moved a bit and grabbed tightly his head from both sides before raining little wet kissed all over his face. “You sweet little thing! I know, I know. It will tear you apart, and that’s why I’m telling you all this now. I know you would blame yourself, so you need to know that I wouldn’t. I’m not going to call you stupid again, but… it’s useless to try keep your distance to me when in the end you would be devasted anyway.”<br><br>The girl hugged his head against her chest and started stroking his hair. “You were such a miserable creature. It would have been a crime to leave you like that! Or then I somehow felt like I could help you and saw no reason not to do so.”<br><br>“Hmm?” With curiosity she looked at Albion, letting him free. “Oh, but I think you were all serious. Despite being so drunk. If you are saying that it was just some drunken rambling, that would mean that the sober you thinks we are meant to be together and I haven’t seen you taking a step in that direction. Actually, it’s quite the opposite. You like to keep me at a safe distance.”<br><br>This was all so confusing. Nerissa wasn’t sure what she was supposed to think at this point. In a way there was a glass door inside her mind. She saw what was behind it, but refused to open it and accept what was behind it. In that sense they were very much alike. Of course she wanted Albion to be happy, but at the same time she understood that their relationship was a little strange one. She didn’t do the same things with her other male friends that she did with Albion. If and once Albion would find someone and his sad life alone would change into a happy life with someone… their relationship would change. He wouldn’t be available 24/7 for her and she would have to start acting like… like they were normal friends? This was so bizarre! How did she end up in this mess?!<br><br>“I won’t give up. Don’t worry about that” Nerissa promised and snuggled herself close to him. “Albion… I won’t ask you to apologise, because I know you were upset and shocked, but if you aren’t going to take your words back I’m going to believe that you meant them. So, are you going to take back all that talk about me being a slut, spreading my legs and renting my womb?” Just to confuse him more and make him more keen on cancelling his mean words, Nerissa decided to tell him the last bit she hadn’t told from the last night. “I know that you like being slapped a bit too much, so don’t think about offering me a chance to do that as a compensation. If you want to make up for it, you could rub my butt. I think it deserves to be rubbed after all the spanking you gave me last night.” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>20-09-2020, 11:43:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Getting fitted<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed minus blazer -&gt; Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br>"Of course it's extreme. It's also precisely what she deserves for killing God knows how many people. Remember, Neri, I'm not so nice and understanding as people like Toshiro and them." Albion sighed. It was going to take a great deal before he ever felt himself capable of trusting the prisoner for anything except stabbing them in the back when it was most profitable to her. <br><br>"Heh... I guess that <em>is</em> a pretty good silver lining. So I guess we figure out how we want to spend the rest of the afternoon until we get called for the mission. There's a pretty nice eatery that opened up not far from where I live a few days back, wanted to try their sweets ever since I smelled them on the way to work." He smiled, though the smile was just as quickly removed when the prisoner was brought up. "Well, I'll believe it when I see it. Until then she's nothing but a nuisance and a menace to me... And I normally am pretty okay with most any kind of girl, except War Demon ones, but the prisoner... Eh, I'm still holding fast to my prejudices and bad memories of the past."<br><br>Comforting Nerissa seemed to help shift her mood to a good one, which was a positive in and of itself. "I'm sure plenty of people think you're like a nuisance or something, but you're <em>our</em> nuisance." He joked, performing rapid ear scritches on the vixen... Seriously, it was just so much fun! "But seriously... Some day you might be expected to kill a bad human... But if you can't do it, I'll be glad to do it for you. I've got plenty of blood on my hands, what's a few more pints?" There was probably a nicer way to phrase that sentence, but Alby being Alby wouldn't let him.<br><br>"Honestly... I kind of look forward to the day I can see the prisoner doing something legitimately nice for a change, and not for selfish reasons like self-preservation. If she could do that, I would literally face her and apologize to her for doubting someone like her could change. Might even feel like using her proper name instead of Prisoner all the time." He frowned. He wanted a reason to change that, but good behavior was simply not enough of a reason for him. <br><br>"I'm not going to let her turn me against everyone else like that... I was actually more worried she was going to start turning you against me and others though. When I saw you ask earlier if I would one day shoot you... I think you know by now that would never happen. You know how much I value your life over mine " He nodded softly as Nerissa began to unbuttoned his top. Given now they had seen everything, he felt less wary about her seeing what he looked like, but it was still an awkward feeling knowing she was undressing him.<br><br>"Mmm... Maybe you're right, I am being pretty critical of her. Being young and expected to make big decisions is a pretty rough feeling in this kind of business. At least she's got Kevin by her side to keep each over her. He's a pretty good marksman, shared some good times at the firing range. Little awkward to talk to though outside of shooting." the pallid male frowned. Given Kevin's extensive training, he felt as if the man was trained from a young age like he was, except with more professional investment.<br><br>"Yeah, I know he's got a name. Let everyone else who wants to use it, use it. He was basically the War Demon God's top dog, I'm sure he gets more than enough respect from everyone else." He shrugged, but soon the conversation changed to more fun things. "You never really told me about your sister, come to think of it. Is her illusion control really that potent?" He blinked, folding his arms over his bare chest. It was still shocking to see how well the beauticians had managed to cover up the scars so well. <br><br>When she mentioned the collars once more, he grinned and leaned forward. "What's that? You think I wouldn't want to see you in a cute collar act obediently for lots of headpats and ear scritches while being called a good girl and showing others you'd be mine?" He asked before snerking. "Okay, maybe that part might be a bit much for me, I don't think I could go all the way with it until..." Well, until they were more comfortable with a relationship. That awkward moment at the gym before had broken down a bit if the wall he'd constructed over the years... At the least, it helped him see Nerissa in whole new lights.<br><br>"To be honest, you still kind of just sprung that on us, and Lily will do anything to see me squirm in embarassment. I'll be lucky to have this date go off without a hitch... Honestly I was expecting a restaurant dinner date, not a water park... Which is a little less merve-wracking but still awkward. But&nbsp; guess since you've both seen it all, I guess I can join with more fitting clothes." He nodded... Which meant a proper swimsuit. Honestly, the thought about seeing Nerissa and Lily in bathing suits was enough of a juicy endeavor, expecting his pants to restrain any attempt at am erection swelling up, but was shocked to feel cool and and no resistance... Before he looked down at a kneeling Nerissa and nearly leapt back, pushing against the Changing Stall. "H-hey, warn me when you're gonna drop my trousers..." the male blinked. Being naked and alone with Nerissa was- No, stop swelling up, stupid dick! <br><br>He could only sigh and quickly face away to keep from making things worse.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>20-09-2020, 12:50:49</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Discussion time.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"That's supposed to be my line, you don't get to call yourself not exciting when you can manipulate illusions and wield that badass-looking sword." He pointed out, guiding a hand to poke her nose playfully. "Heh, I'm not nearly as good at that as you are. You can still chase circles around me with the insults and compliments." She could give and take so easily with anyone. Albion considered it part of her Calder wiles, but honestly she went about it so nicely it may as well have been a personally-honed skill.<br><br>She was right... The past needed to stay there, and not have an impact on him over here in the present. However, if he wouldn't listen to reason, she could always force him to accept the reality... Or deny it while she substituted her own, which included holding him down and mercilessly raining wet kisses upon his face. "Ah, hey, hey! Those kisses should be war crimes!" He protested, laughing the whole while as he rolled slightly on the bed with her. It was such a happy and joy-filled moment, despite what they talked about... "I would, but... As long as I'm drawing breath, I'll continue to protect you when I can, even if I am just human... Because you're right. No matter the outcome, I'd be destroyed... So I rather choose the outcomes that let me get as much time with you as possible."<br><br>"You make me sound like I was an abandoned puppy you adopted... Actually, I kind of like the sound of that, bring on the headpats and belly rubs." He laughed in jest, before nodding. "Seriously though... Thank you again, Nerissa. I like this better... I'm your big, ol' pallid pooch." He couldn't keep himself from making those small jokes at his expense.<br><br>Her next few comments put him in proverbial check, however... On the one hand, he could accept his drunken rambling was referring to someone else for real (in all likelihood it was Nerissa without a doubt). On the other, he could accept her comments that the sober him really did mean Neri... Which was definitely likely, but he also kept himself distanced all this time... But for how much longer? "I... I'm not sure what to believe anymore, to be honest. But if I wanted to secure my happiness, and you're responsible for much of that happiness... Well, then I know what I want." He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "Just, small steps first... I still have to get rid of a few bad habits that don't want to go quietly." <br><br>He wasn't sure how long it would take to shed some of them, but... Maybe after this he would stop having to rent hookers. He didn't want to endure another repeat of the time he spent with Nerissa, and every awkward situation it brought.<br><br>Guiding his hand to brush her cheek gently, he nodded. "I apologize, from the bottom of my heart, Nerissa. I lost myself in the heat of the moment, but I should have never even brought up those things when talking to you. If you want you could-" He was about to offer for her to beat him up, but then she dropped... Exactly what kind of spanking was going on last night. He blinked and shook his head, before he laid his head on the mattress. "I... Seriously did that. God damn it, Albion." <br><br>Deciding there was enough regret for one evening, he instead looked into her eyes and shrugged, guiding his hands from her ears to her ass. He wasted no time in sinking his fingertips into her rounded botton, before he began to massage each cheek gently. "Want me to kiss it to make it better?" He nearly snorted, in disbelief he could say something like that so blatantly...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>20-09-2020, 13:10:37</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. And (to) her new blazer.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>“You are nice and understanding to me. And some other people, so you aren’t all that bad.” Nerissa smiled while she slowly rolled a strand of Albion’s hair around her finger, letting it slip free as soon it tightened. “That sounds almost like a invitation to go eat with you. And that’s how I’m going to take it! We need to eat before the evening anyway.”<br><br>The fox demon looked like she was about to melt in his hands when the man scritched her ears properly. “Oh, don’t ruin my perfect ear scratches with such dark talk!” Those ears sure were sensitive, which partially the reason the girl didn’t have any piercing on her ears. Yet no matter how Albion had handled those ears, he had never got the same kind of reaction out of her like a small touch on her tail gave. It didn’t surprise Nerissa at all that Albion was all ready to kill for her sake. He probably wouldn’t be haunted by his conscience like she would, but that didn’t mean Nera wanted to shove all her problems for him to solve.<br><br>“Maybe we are going to see such a day. I hope so too.” Nerissa knew that it was deep in the nature of the demons to be selfish and see everyone else just as a tool to achieve their own goals. Unfortunately that’s how the majority of them worked, but there were always special cases. It was possible that Kyless would move among those divergent demons.<br><br>“You know that would be awfully romantic if I didn’t know how little you respect your own life? I’m quite sure you would do the same for anyone you don’t consider as your enemy. You can be at peace. I trust you. I know that I should be siding with the demons, especially with another Calder demon, but… The demon world wasn’t good to me. I have no loyalty to demons as a race. My loyalty belongs to those who I feel like I can trust. No matter their race… and my loyalty belongs to you too.” That and working at SOPHE was enough to make some demons her enemy. No matter what she did, there would be always someone against her. If she sided with demons wanting to take over the world, the humans would be against her. Even if she didn’t do anything, taking no sides, some humans would hate her just for being a demon, some because she was a Calder demon and some demons because she didn’t pick a side.<br><br>It sounded like Az and Albion wouldn’t be sharing beerd after a bath anytime soon. “My sister… she is troublesome, but she knows how to make proper illusions. I can’t argue about that. Her name is Rinessa. Her illusions have sound unlike my mute illusions. On top of that she can make illusions that won’t break when they collide with reality. Like…” Nerissa created a small Lefa, (https://i.imgur.com/1DY6wWC.jpg) that fluttered around in the air. “If this was Rina’s creation you could touch it and you would believe it’s real. She would have to touch you for the illusion to work like that, because it’s all about feeding the illusion in the victim’s mind. Normally illusion breaks when you touch it and there is nothing… but because your mind is telling you it’s true, you will believe it even if it’s not true.” Nera tried to explain before flicking the miniature leaf dragon with her finger, making it poof off, leaving a shred of grey cloud in the air. “I’m hoping to get that far someday. For now I’m trying to figure out how to give my illusions a voice.”<br><br>Nerissa paused and the pause stretched after Albion spoke about collars. She didn’t say it aloud, but the way her tail start to wag and how he looked up at the man told in an infallible way that the thought excited her. “I can be a really good girl…” the girl whispered softly, being quickly returned back to reality by his next words. “Yea. I know.” She said though she didn’t know what he meant with that until. Until what? It didn’t matter really. Albion was just joking.<br><br>“But it’s so much fun to see you squirm! How do you think we could resist that? Do you own a swimsuit? We could get one since we are here already if you don’t have one.” <br><br>It was a pure accident that she forgot that Albion didn’t use underwear. Honestly. And he couldn’t try on the clothes without taking his off first. The bigger surprise was that he wasn’t in a relaxed state. And the damn thing grew even more in front of her eyes! Nerissa knew perfectly well that she was supposed to look away, but it was something she wasn’t supposed to look at, so of course she did. The fox demon was clearly surprised by this. Yet she slowly licked her lips, which was something she didn’t even register herself doing.<br><br>“Warn you? Where was my warning? What is going on in that perverted mind of yours? We didn’t even… Oh. You like the idea of seeing Lily in a swimsuit? You can trust in my word. She is worth looking at.” Nera said as she stood up. “Albion, are you embarrassed? It’s okay. I saw it already in the Beauty Salon. No need to feel ashamed. Things like that just happen. Isn’t that just a good thing? It means that you are a healthy and virile man. Or are you worried that…? Albion, it’s perfect.” The demoness whispered her last words against the back of his neck. “It looks tempting.” She wanted to touch it, but last time she tried Albion got angry at her and she wasn’t even trying to do anything questionable then. Instead she settled on moving her fingertips lightly along his hips, up and then on the frontside on his belly. When the girl leaned against Albion’s back he could feel her warm breathing against his back. “What did it make you feel when I looked at it?” Nerissa asked, not making things any easier for him. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>20-09-2020, 21:01:37</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Pawnhouse Zaisan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>“I was being considerate. If you don’t have a problem with nudity, I don’t have either. It’s just relaxing in hot water, so I see no reason why it would be somehow less pleasant experience if I’m doing it with guys instead of girls? Oh! It's been such a long time since I have been camping the last time! I have never slept in a tent in winter. How do you keep it warm?” The fox demon had doubts that Albion wouldn’t share their carefree attitude to nudity. Nerissa looked at the picture and tried to see it the same way Toshiro seemed to see it. “I’m not sure it’s a mansion, but… it’s a cabin and it’s used for accommodation when hunting, so I guess that makes it a hunting cabin.”&nbsp; <br><br>“Thanks for the warning” Nerissa chuckled with amusement when Toshiro told her to use ear protection. “I wonder if you were as calm as you are now talking about as when it happened… Oh. It must have come wrong! I don’t mean that I do it <em>all the time</em> in public places. Sometimes… things just happen.” The fox demon shrugged like it wasn’t such a big deal. “Exhibiti…?” Her japanese was good, but there were still words she wasn’t familiar with. Most of them being words considered as words of civilization, or long words putting it simpler. “I think I know what you mean. It <em>is </em>exciting. Some people can get hugely turn on just from watching, and I enjoy seeing that, so I’m more than willing to put up a proper show when needed. How about you? Do you like being watched or being the one watching?”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>“I can see that your sister does music from passion, but why do you play? What inspired you to play? I have to praise her for her bravery. At the beginning humans were so strongly against demons and by siding with them she must have made many enemies too. It takes strength to stand against the popular opinion of the masses.” Nerissa was in a good mood. Seeing Toshiro smile was contagious and it made her feel better seeing that the man was able to smile again. <br><br>“Hmm… I have never thought of it like that. I have visited a brothel a couple of times, but I guess I was looking at it from a different perspective. I like the way you appreciate their work and professionalism.” Toshiro saying he would love a long term relationship again made her eyebrow raise. “Again? You have been in one before? May I ask why it ended?”&nbsp; <br><br>“It sounds like you take the best parts out of everything, but as long as everyone involved is happy, that’s all that matters. I think I have a different approach on relationships than you… and Az and Riko have.” Was she really the only idiot who hadn’t known of the arrangement Az and Riko have? “I don’t think it’s necessary to do something new every time. If one wants to do something new each time there will come a point when everything acceptable is done. From that point forward there are only dark and gruesome things left to do. Where does that exploring lead? If everything becomes bland after a while, there is always going to be a need to do more and more… That path can only lead into death. Or maybe not. I must be overthinking it…”<br><br>His question made the girl turn her look away from the man, concentrating far more than was necessary to pick up a new chocostick. “I guess it’s a little different thing for me.” Nerissa sighed and averted from watching at Toshiro. “When I came to this world I believed that sex was just something painful and humiliating and there was nothing else to that. It was something I really didn’t want to do… It took some time and lots of patience to learn away from that way of thinking. I believe that’s why I need a relationship to have sex with someone. I need that feeling of trust and being loved. To me it’s not that much about tricks, but… being together with someone I love. That’s why I have no need to seek satisfaction outside a relationship, because I can’t find it. My husband was interested in being with two women, so I went with it. However I couldn’t be the other woman. In the end I need to know that I’m the only one, that I’m the one who he will stay with when it’s over. I think you could say that I’m possessive… I miss that feeling. Feeling of belonging to someone, giving my whole being to someone else’s hands… and receiving all his love and devotion. It might be twisted, but to me the greatest pleasure is being with someone who owns me, my body and soul.” Nerissa explained. Her blue mood was gone as old, warm memories washed over her.<br><br>“My relationships don’t usually last long and I don’t tell about the heat in the beginning, so… either they know from it at the beginning or they will never learn from it. I don’t think that’s why my relationships fail… It must be something else. And I have heat only every five year or so. It’s… frustrating, but I think I can handle it well enough. I have heard there are some sort of drugs that beast demons use to numb their cravings during the heat. I haven’t tried them, but I might consider it when I have a heat next time. The bigger problem, in my opinion, is that the other beast demons can sense it… and some of them have poor self-control.”<br><br>The fox demon pulled a bag to herself, making everything inside it spread all over the car. “Oh… shoo…” She sighed and began picking up bottles and such back in the bag. “I think that Papayos prefer casting the field away from themselves so their enemies will be stuck at safe distance. It’s risky to let someone near before making the field.” Nerissa had to bite her lip not to start arguing with the human man. She had no problem to stay quiet about the twin part, because they weren’t twins, but it was much harder not to say a thing about the evil part. The demoness could understand why Toshiro felt like that and that’s why she didn’t even try to change his mind. His wounds were too fresh. In this case literally. “Thank you! I will take that as a compliment. I try not to think myself like that because… well, it makes me feel like I manipulate others to do things they wouldn’t otherwise do.”<br><br>“You like the D too much. There is no such option here!” Nera chuckled as she set herself back on the seat with the magazine, marking the answers. “Next one then… You have been dating two guys but want to move to the next level with one. Is it okay to date two at the same time? I always thought that it’s one at the time… Anyway,<em> A Nada. You will keep your options open until you know he’s ready to commit. B “Hey, should we stop seeing other people or keep things casual?” C “I’m really feeling this. I think it’s time we take things up a notch.”</em>” Nerissa looked at the answer options. She had personally never dated two guys at the same time. “Hmm… From these I will go with C. So, what’s your D and the forced answer?” Nerissa asked with curiosity. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>21-09-2020, 00:41:13</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Getting interrogated <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Dressed minus blazer -&gt; Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br>"I wasn't always like that though... I remember at the beginning I thought you were just some lazy, promiscuous wreck in the wrong business, and I put you through some annoying trials." Albion frowned, remembering their earliest meetings. The first one was quite simply disastrous... And would have ended that way for him had Neri not been a competent shot. It still made him smile that she had all those guns in her car to this day, but back then he was positively livid. However, such memories stayed in the past, compared to the happier memories of present.<br><br>"You read an invitation from that? So quick to invite yourself along for food, aren't you?" Albion teased, but the grin on his features and the lack of anything to say otherwise would hopefully be enough to tell the cute vixen he was speaking in jest. Food and sweet things were always best enjoyed in the company of others.<br><br>"You're right, I shouldn't ruin such a good moment with negative things. Let's just forget about it while I make us both happy with the little things in life, like having such amazingly soft and scritchable ears." He joked, ever so playfully scritching and rubbing them gently. It was honestly just a treat to be able to play with, and pet, such lovely things in either her fox form or her actual form. She also made such cute faces when he did...<br><br>The white-haired male could only give a soft snort as Nerissa called him out. "Well, I respect it a little bit more after that one drunken evening... But yeah, I wouldn't ever think about shooting you if we had to face off. I wouldnt think about shooting any of my closest friends... They took the time to befriend me, it would be outright betrayal to weigh their lives over my own." He sighed quietly, petting her head gently. "Still... I'm sorry you were made to choose that way. It sounds like those Gods ruled that world in the worst of ways. Not that I think ours did any better with the hands-off approach... But we've at least made it along well enough " <br><br>When the discussion changed to her sister, Albion listened with curiosity. He'd almost never heard her mention her sister that openly before. "Rinessa...? Wait, does that mean you share the same name just arranged differently? Do you have another sister named Renissa?" It almost sounded like a game of 'Guess how many siblings Nerissa could have that altered her name'... But there were more important things to discuss. *Ahem* Sorry, just found that... It's not important, anyway. Her control seems like she's gone through a lot more to get that strong... But does that mean you could be capable of the same thing if you train enough? You could be a real force to be reckoned with if you could get even one of those qualities..." He brushed his chin. However, in order to ground them, she had to touch you... It was a sinister way to alter one's perception of reality in a small but still very harmful way.<br><br>"So they make noise, but would break like yours if you make contact with them before she makes contact with you? After that... It seems like it's up in the air. I can already imagine the sorts of ways a power like that can be frightening to deal with." He shook his head, glad he hadn't run afoul of this one yet. Maybe Neri had a shaky relationship with this sister, and that's why the two didn't usually talk...<br><br>He didn't show it, but Albion's eyes seemed to light up at her admittance of her being a good girl, to say nothing of how her tail wagged... However, he kept himself behaved for now. Now wasn't the time to even consider such actions and behaviors. He would simply make a mental note that she seemed more than a little keen to experiment with that particular kind of play to him... As much as it sounded like a very good idea to enact and subject her to untold amounts of petting and other fun gestures...<br><br>The question of the swimsuit, he should have expected would follow, especially after his mentioning the water park. "I don't really have anything for that, to be honest, but it can't be that hard to find a good pair of swimming trunks and call it a day. The girls deserve to spend more time looking for their swimsuits because they tend to fill them out so nice." He hummed in delight... Anything he'd ever gone to the beach, he'd always been dressed and relaxing under an umbrella or on a bench, simply watching. Maybe this year, he could finally enjoy the beach properly... Then again, considering the predicament he found himself next...<br><br>Her warning? ... Right, he'd been so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't get a chance to stop or warn her about what was going to happen. "It's not my fault I can be distracted by the fairer sex that easily... Also why are you mentioning just Lily? You think I'm not going to be imagining how <em>you</em> look in a swimsuit? Someone's feeling cheeky..." Albion huffed as he faced away from Nerissa waiting for the bloodflow to leave his erection. Of course, Nerissa's inquisitive nature refused to leave well and good enough alone. "Just because you saw it, doesn't make it any easier... I mean we did that thing in the training room the other day, but here I am still being awkward and-" <em>'It was exhilarating to do that there where others could see us...'</em> He started, but his pause froze his sentence mid-delivery as he found himself reflecting on events a few days back. He vigorously shook his head, wanting to keep this professional and focused,&nbsp; but feeling all the professionalism and focus slowly drift away. Especially with her behind his back.<br><br><em>'It looks tempting.'</em><br><br>Three words that caused the muscle to bounce, stand fully erect now as the small demoness pressed against his back, whispering wicked words against his neck with such distance the warmth lingered on his flesh. Her roaming hands truly did not help matters anymore, but the most peculiar thing was he did not seem to be stopping her like he could seems other times. They were both conscious of their actions. "N-Neri, I'm not sure we should be discussing..." He panted quietly, but she was being rather insistent with how her hands traveled to his front. Combined with the plush comfort he felt against his back, she could feel his shuddering easily through her body. "... Excited..." He mumbled quietly. It was familiar to what happened in the Gym... Maybe the man had a kink for dangerous actions in public or semi-public places...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>21-09-2020, 01:13:54</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 6:00 – 7:00 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Pawnhouse Zaisan, The Gate<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: The Papayo, Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr>“I appreciate it, but I'd be a poor doctor and a dead end artist if I got uncomfortable about being naked. Honestly it'd be more awkward to enjoy your hot tub with the knowledge that you'd have it to use it separately.” Shaving off a sliver of the chocostick into his mouth, he added with a coy grin, “And between the two of us, the more bodies in the hot tub, the more uncomfortable it'll make Albs.” It was clear from his tone that this was meant as more playful than malicious.<br><br>“Oh I was the opposite of calm, but looking back on it, it was hilarious.” Nerissa's question regarding more voyeuristic play was an interesting one that Toshiro hadn't honestly put to much thought to in the past, his escapades typically centering more around pleasing those involved in the act rather than any known spectators. “I can't really say. I mean my search history at home certainly says I enjoy watching, but as far I know I've never performed for an audience. Although the idea of someone getting turned on just by watching me? Yeah I think I can see the appeal in it.” <br><br>“Well, now I play because... it's a good way of getting out of my head for a while, that and I'm just a fan of music. As to why I started, well, Kyoko needed another guitarist for her first band, and she threatened to knock me senseless if I didn't learn.” Again Toshiro had to laugh at the idea. This was not because she couldn't have knocked him senseless, he'd been on the wrong end of a fight with his sister too many times growing up to believe that, but more because in retrospect he knew that she wouldn't have hurt him all that much over something like that. “Oh she's definitely one of the strongest people I know, if it wasn't for that strength, for better or worse, I doubt I'd be the person I am today."<br><br>For a time Toshiro was utterly paralyzed after Nerissa asked her innocent question regarding Toshiro's long term relationship, and for a long moment there was nothing but the sound of the city around them to break what otherwise would have been utter silence. Closing his eyes, Toshiro slowly took in a deep breath as his pointer finger drummed rapidly along the side of his coffee can. Releasing the air through his nose, Nerissa could see that the taller man was visibly trembling as he tried to regain composure. For some time this continued, the drumming of his finger against the half full can slowly decreasing in tempo until, with eyes still closed Toshiro answered in a voice both silent and somewhat strained, “That's... I-I'm not... it w-wasn't... we...” As he tried to speak, to explain his sudden shift in demeanor, his finger once again accelerated in it's convulsion, and for nearly a half hour Toshiro sat in silence as he breathed in, and out.<br><br>When Toshiro opened his eyes again, he seemed to try his best to return to the natural flow of the conversation, a slight quake in his speech a clear indicator that whatever had just happened still lingered in the back of his mind as he struggled to recall what Nerissa had said. “R-right. As long as everyone's h-happy.” Shaking his head for a moment in disagreement with Nerissa's assessment, Toshiro answered far slower than he had previously in their conversation, “N-not new every time, b-but even just experiencing n-new things can be... can... either you find something new you like, or ha-having found something something you don't like will make you like what you do l-like all the more in c-comparison.” Toshiro wasn't entirely sure if what he said was making sense, but at the moment it was more important for him to talk than it was to put thought to his words. “B-but if... if y-you know what makes you happy, then... if it keeps making you happy... why not? N-nothing twisted about it, you find someone who will give their all for you, and you give all yours in exchange. S-sounds nice...”<br><br>Setting his can of coffee on the dashboard, Toshiro withdrew a bottle of water from his messenger back and took a few small sips between labored breaths, his somewhat ragged breathing slowing down as his words began to regain their prior cohesion. “I-if you had a husband I wouldn't say all your relationships fail. If you d-don't mind me asking, how long do your heats usually last for? Did you ever think of asking someone from SOPHE to keep an eye on you when you went through it?”<br><br>Picking up items that had scampered over to his side of the car after the fox had upended her bag's contents on to the floor, Toshiro felt far more confident regarding their chances against the papayo should it be necessary for the two to confront it. On the subject of manipulation, Toshiro had an easy answer that he'd convinced himself of long ago, “Sometimes convincing people to do something they wouldn't normally do is the best thing for them. Think about what would happen if we did meet a tower of muscle inside, what would be better for him? If you convinced him you were a new employee and the boss asked you to get the statue, or if the two of you fought and one of you ended up seriously hurt or w-worse?”<br><br>Toshiro couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of water into his shoulder at Nerissa's statement regarding his preference of letters, a wide smile spread across his face as he once again tried to catch his breath amid a series of choked laughs. Wiping the trails of water coming from his mouth and eyes with his sleeve, Toshiro could now take a moment to consider his answer without fear of his continued slipping into the less pleasant recesses of memory. “I n-never dated more than one person at I time outside of a poly relationship, I don't think I could handle it.” Scratching his chin in thought for a moment he continued with a small lingering smile, “I'd say it's probably fine though, but if you're planning on moving to the next level with one, let the other one know. If they're in it to build a relationship instead of just being sex pals, then you'd be wasting their time stringing them along. Hate to disappoint, but I'm actually going with C on this one.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>21-09-2020, 04:24:47</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. And (to) her new blazer.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>“Quick to invite myself to enjoy a meal in a good company” Nerissa corrected him with a big smile. “Now that you mentioned it… Yes! I had never thought about it before! I guess our mother could have been more creative at naming us… My other sisters are Delissa, Liretta, Marette and Sanessa. Though unfortunately Sanessa passed away at an early age. I believe we have the same aptitude, so I should be able to do what Rina does… I just have to train more and get a hang of it. You are right about that. Her illusions will break just as easily as mine, unless she gets her little hands on you. Then you will see and feel whatever she wants you to experience.” <br><br>Nerissa sighed quietly. “Albion, you are going on a date with Lily. You should be thinking only of her and not other women in an indecent way.” She lectured him. Though she wasn’t doing a good job at being a good friend either… “I’m starting to think that you might need something with a bit of sleeves if you get excited this easily…”<br><br>The girl was surprised by Albion’s words. “What should we do if not discuss? You do understand where we are? I’m not sure if you have figured it out, but turning away isn’t helping you at all in a small place with mirrors on walls.” She only had to look at a mirror and she could see it all. <br><br>“Your body feels like you are doing your hardest to hold back. You get easily turned on Albion. Do you think you can keep your thoughts together tonight? It looks like you might need a hand with more than getting fashion advice.” And just what kind of help you were planning on giving him? Nerissa had no idea. Or more like, she had a very precise idea, but it was something she couldn’t do.<br><br>Instead of going down her curious hands moved up. Albion could feel them exploring his body without hesitation. Her fingertips rose on his chest and he could feel them brushing against his nipples, circling around them and lightly brushing them with her thumbs. “Are these sensitive to you?” The fox demon asked before pinching one of his nipples carefully. “I’m sorry if it feels like I’m teasing you… Does it make you feel better to know that seeing you in this state excites me too?” Her body just didn’t give it out as clearly as his, and she had the benefit of being clothed. Nerissa knew that she should seriously stop touching Albion like this. For Lily’s sake. Yet she knew that the only reason she wasn’t doing more was because she didn’t have a permission from the man to do so. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>21-09-2020, 06:42:50</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Pawnhouse Zaisan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>When Toshiro said that more people would make Albion more uncomfortable the fox demon looked at the man like an ally. So Toshiro knew too from Albion’s little problems and how easy it was to tease him. Surely she would get along just fine with Toshiro, considering that they even shared the hobby of making Albion squirm. <br><br>“No, no. I’m starting to see why people misunderstand me so often… I don’t do it in front of an audience. I don’t mean to sound like I judge those who do, but… it might be a bit too much for me.”<br><br>Nerissa wondered if Kyoko would have really knocked him out or was it one of those threats siblings liked to throw at each other. “It might be a unusual motive to start, but nevertheless, you acquired a great skill.”<br><br>And then her question tore the human man apart. Nerissa saw him crumbling down like a house of cards. This wasn’t her intention at all! For a moment she didn’t know what to do. Then the fox demon moved everything she had on her lap away and crawled to Toshiro. The car wasn’t exactly spacious one, so there wasn’t much room. The lack of space forced her to squeeze her body tightly against Toshiro’s when she forced herself between the man and the dashboard. Her hand fumbled the side of the seat until she found a level and in an instant the back of Toshiro’s seat fell down, as far as it could go. The fox demon took him into her embrace, wrapping her arms around his trembling form. “I’m sorry Toshiro. I didn’t mean it. It’s okay… it’s okay. You don’t need to talk about it.” She whispered with a soft voice, trying to calm him down. When it felt like that might not be enough the fox demon decided to comfort him by licking his neck. Toshiro could feel the tip of her tongue, slowly licking his neck. Fortunately Toshiro’s neck was one of the least damaged parts of his body.<br><br>Once Toshiro seemed to regain his composure to some extent Nera left him in peace. Instead of trying to turn or crawl backwards to her seat, the fox demon changed into her much smaller fox form and jumped back to her seat before returning to her human form, while nonchalantly waving away the pink smoke. Nerissa felt bad for the poor human. Even his speech was shaky. To spare him from pointing that out, Nera did her best to act like he was talking normally. <br><br>If Toshiro wasn’t in such a miserable state she would suggest a small walk, to help clear his head. “I’m here, alone. In my book that means that the relationship failed. I didn’t give him permission to die on me, and he promised not to leave me alone.” Despite her words the demoness didn’t sound like she really held a grudge against her late husband. In the end, humans died so easily. <br><br>At least your scientific curiosity is still working, Nerissa thought. “It usually lasts two or three days. Well… Actually I did ask Az. I was followed by some demons the day before, so I asked him to accompany me. I’m happy I did, because the next night my home was invaded. Still today I don’t know why they were after me… They weren’t the same ones who had followed me around before and only one of them was a beast demon… and one of them was a human. Humans can’t sense the heat. I will probably never find out why they were after me, but after that I didn’t feel safe at my home anymore so I decided to sell it and move to SOPHE.”<br><br>The golden eyes widened from what Toshiro said about convincing and fighting. “What?! I thought that if it gets ugly you are going to do all the fighting. I’m not a fighter… “ Though, Toshiro didn’t look like a fighter either. <br><br>And then it looked like the human was about to choke in his water. With worry Nerissa observed him, wondering already if she should give a couple helpful whacks on his back. “Are you okay?” Nera asked as she offered the man a paper tissue to wipe himself. “How are you feeling? Should we go out for a walk? Or do you think you could use some more sleep?”&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>21-09-2020, 08:23:04</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Getting interrogated <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br>It never failed to put a smile on his face when she thought of him in such a fond, happy way. Besides, Nerissa really did love her sweets, it would be wrong of him to not offer her a few after everything she'd done for him. Filing away those thoughts for later, he turned his attention to the more interesting news.<br><br>"You fox demons really do have a lot of kids, huh? I guess that explains that joke you played on me way back... But, sorry if I brought up any bad memories from the past." Albion frowned, realizing it probably wasn't a good idea to make her remember old memories like that. Instead, he focused on the big takeaway of her message: "Alright then, so after the mission tonight, we'll start. We'll do anything and everything we can think of to try and train those illusions up. I don't know how we'll do it, but if we put our heads together, we'll figure something out." He smiled. If not, well, there were a few demons well versed in matters like these, some that tended to work in SOPHE's library to store information on the two worlds...<br><br>Still, Nerissa had a point... He was supposed to be focusing on his date with Lily after the events of tonight passed... But after what happened over the past few months, he couldn't deny things had gotten... Stranger between the two. It easy the same reason he was acting this way here now that they were alone. "I can usually control it better in crowded scenes, and&nbsp; don't expect to be doing any bumping and grinding at the club tonight in <em>this</em> outfit." He frowned. More of his usual club antics had been closed off since he was asked to dress like a girl just so Nerissa could keep the secret of what he spent his government money on usually.<br><br>... Damn it, she just had to point out the presence of the mirrors in their stall. At this point, he couldn't even move his hands to cover himself with how insistent on roaming his firm Nerissa was being. "It's not that easy... Not usually..." He wanted to grumble but maybe that was a lie. Nerissa had seen, time and again, how easily the male could be turned on even when she was being innocent. The joke about giving him a hand made him flinch, but more importantly, the mirror revealed that particular comment prompted another twitch from the length of muscle. <em>'Why do I even try...?'</em><br><br>He had expected her to travel down, but much to his surprise, Nerissa traveled upward... No doubt because she knew the male expected her to go down. To have a woman's touch against his body was far more enticing a feeling than anything, and feeling as she tweaked a nipple gently, the rising and falling motions of his chest picked up just a little. By now, Albion would have been telling her 'No', or 'Not here'... Not here was especially well-known.<br><br>"You would be the first to admit that so openly..." He spoke quietly, turning his head to look back at Nerissa, before his hands came up to brush over hers. "Tell me why... Why does it excite you? Do you just feel good about teasing me? Or..." His eyes closed. "Is there more to your motivations...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>21-09-2020, 08:58:52</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. And (to) her new blazer.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>“That’s true. Usually a fox demon litter is over 10 cubs. It’s not unusual to have 14 either. Don’t apologise. It’s something that just happens there. So, we are going to start training my illusions? I’m not going to say no to that. Though I have just as little ideas as you do, but I appreciate your willingness to help me.”<br><br>The girl giggled at him. “What a disappointment! I thought you would save me a dance when I take a break from all the boring supervising of the cameras.” Nerissa said as she wiped his hair aside from back of his neck before brushing her lips against his skin. <br><br>She waited… but his usual ‘not here’ didn’t come. Not that or asking her to stop. This was weird! Albion didn’t usually act like this. Normally it took much less to hear his not here. Should she be worried…? Was there something wrong with him? <br><br>“Mmh… I see no reason in trying to hide it. I believe you know me so well by now that you would notice it even if I didn’t tell it to you… but I also know that you like hearing things like that. You grew in your full glory just from me saying it looks tempting.” The fox demon said with a playful grin. <br><br>“Why? Because I’m a single woman with needs, because I know I shouldn’t look at you, even less it, because I like what I see. Oh, I like it greatly. It makes my imagination run wild. It makes me wonder if I’m too heavy for you to hold me on your arms without putting me against a wall, how<em> it </em>would feel when you push yourself inside me, what kind of face you would make then, what would you taste like… All that excites me.” Albion had made a question to her and the fox demon answered with the utmost honesty.<br><br>“Did it take this long from you to notice that I love teasing you? You are my favorite target for teasing. You get awkward and start squirming so easily, yet you have good nerves and I don’t have to worry about breaking you. You are unbelievably good at controlling yourself. You have more self-control than I can dream of having… and because of that I know I can do what I want and you won’t suddenly lose it.” Nerissa tilted her head to his last question. <br><br>“More? What more should there be? Or did you want to hear that seeing you like this makes my heart race, my body burn and… more…” She whispered quietly before she circled on Albion’s frontside. “Are you okay Albion?” The girl asked and looked up at the man, little worried because he wasn’t acting like himself.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>21-09-2020, 09:34:36</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Reversing the interrogation<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br>"Hmph, laugh it up while you can today. I'm not sure I would do very well dancing in high heels... Though I guess there would be a first time for everything... I'll just... File it under 'Maybe'." It was all Albion could say... He didn't want to flat out tell her no, but maybe a dance at the club wouldn't be too bad. Practicing fancy footwork would help if he needed to share moving and shooting anyway. However, such battle-focused thoughts were taking a seat to another particular battle...<br><br>Albion grunted, trying not to let her know she was right. Sometimes she spoke carelessly, but that time she did it <em>intentionally</em>... She knew exactly what she was doing... Most likely because she was trusting him to put a stop to her actions before anything came of them. The problem was, after what happened at the gym... Where was the stopping point? He'd performed orally on her, even if it was forced, but the images wouldn't leave his mind. Why stop there...? She was practically giving him justification with her next set of words.<br><br>Single, she enjoyed seeing him, seeing <em>it</em>, letting her imagination run wild. It was among the most brutal honesty he'd ever heard spoken by the Calder demoness, but it made him realize what he felt she saw him like: He was a toy to her, one to play with. It was an unspoken thing, but it was what it felt like, and it made his brows quirk the more he heard her gloat about her position. Like she was safe from any sort of counterattack. "Ah, so... That's how you see it then?" He asked, as she circled to his front. Perhaps a big mistake as the man advanced on Neri and placed his hands on the mirror on both sides of her head. <br><br>"So I'm something of a game, or a toy to you... Something to play with?" He asked with a whispered tone, lowering his head to look into her eyes. Such a look... Wasn't shared since that one night of his drunken escapades with her, but this time he had total clarity. There was no way to mistake his actions as drunken happenings. "Good nerves, so you don't have to worry about breaking me... You mean like how you broke me in the gym a few days ago?" He asked her, a predatory smile creeping upon his features.<br><br>If she wasn't already worried before, maybe she might be now...<br><br>"I controlled myself for three years around you, and then that day you mounted me like a drunken cowgirl and forced me to perform orally for you until I could get air... You even stroked me so firmly, intently, and now the object of your curiosity is now right... In front... Of you." He added, moving his head alongside her ear, growling gently. "Tell me, Neri... I'm naked, breathing heavily, and right on top of you. Do I <em>look</em> okay? Were you maybe hoping to hear me say 'Not here'?" He asked, lowering his head to her neck, breathing gently on it.<br><br>"It sounds like you used me to let you get away with murder in teasing me, but... What if <em>I</em> want to play now?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>21-09-2020, 10:04:00</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. And (to) her new blazer.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>“Ah, yes. That’s how I see it” Nerissa answered, not having the slightest doubt. She looked how his hands moved against the mirror, leaving her between the man and the mirror. The fox demon looked surprised as the man looked into her eyes. That was such an intense gaze… “I… I think it’s a game, but I don’t think of you as a toy. No.” The girl shook her head cautiously. This was unexpected. Why did he look at her like that? “Are you angry at me? I… I swear I meant nothing bad with it.”<br><br>Her ears drooped down and she blushed quickly because of his words. It felt like a sting in her heart. “I… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… I… I thought that… I don’t know why I thought that you wouldn’t mind.” Like a drunken cowgirl? Forced? Forced? Nerissa couldn’t face his eyes. “You didn’t say anything even after that, so I thought… that… you liked it. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to force you… or use you like that… I’m really the worst.” She could keep saying sorry for the whole day and that wouldn’t undo her actions. “I understand now how stupid it was from me, but… I honestly thought that we shared a beautiful moment, not that… I guess you can’t expect more from a demon after all…” Her quiet voice was broken.<br><br>You don’t need to tell me. I know very well how close you are. The growling near her ear made her shiver and gasp softly. “I… I don’t know what you want me to tell you, but I won’t lie to you Albion” Nerissa turned to look at his face obediently when he asked did he look okay. “I have never seen you like this, in this state of mind… I was waiting for you to say not here. That’s true, but… right now, despite all that make-up, you look sexier than ever before. The way you look makes me wish I had put on a longer skirt.” <br><br>The fox demon closed her eyes and a couple tears ran down on her cheeks. “If you wanted to play with me… I wouldn’t tell you later that you forced me, because… you can’t force me if I’m willing. You can blame me from toying with you, from teasing you all this time… But maybe it was all to push you over your limit, until you would lose the control… Maybe I have been just waiting for you to snap and take what you want. I should be scared now because you are acting so strangely, but all I can feel is burning lust to you. <br><br>If you feel like I forced you then… please, take your payback. Force yourself on me and give me your worst until you feel we are even.” Nerissa didn’t even try to get away. Breathing faster than normally she looked at the man after throwing what sounded like a challenge at him. Whatever she had planned was forgotten. His accusations of forcing him had thrown her mind into a chaos. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>21-09-2020, 10:48:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Reversing the interrogation<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br>"Angry? Is that how it looks?" Albion blinked, and then wondered if maybe he really <em>was</em> looking at her too intensely. A quick look in the mirror told him... Yeah, maybe it was just a little too focused. But he had gotten his point across... She at least confirmed it was a game, but she did <em>not</em> see him as a toy. "Hahah... I'm sorry, you're just so skittish when you're the one being cornered." He admitted, shaking his head to dissuade her wondering if he was angry with her. On the contrary, he felt other things for her, things that probably could never come out publicly, but in a private space like this...<br><br>However, in his act to turn the tables, he'd said something which left the vixen more than a little dejected. It was, however, interesting to hear her personal thoughts on what happened that day, since they almost never said anything about it anything term that. One could almost think it was a fluke or a heat of the moment action... But she saw it as special, a beautiful moment even... It was that comment that lowered his head to her level to press against hers. "I said it was forced... I never said I didn't like it, Neri..." he frowned, running his tongue along her cheek to try and cheer her up. Her being sad seemed to bring the mood down just a little... He had to find a way to cheer her up.<br><br>A quiet chuckle escaped his lips as... She found him sexier despite the make-up? "Heh... What kind of weirdo are you, getting turned on by some scarred-up guy like me prettied up in make-up? You're something else..." He shook his head, but she only seemed to be shedding tears... His earlier words had hit her harder than he thought... She didn't want to think she forced him to do anything, but it was that realization that helped him to process... Everything she did, she wanted to be sure he had his permission or he was okay with it. She... Wanted to answer to his wishes, even though they weren't in a relationship... Just friends he'd always maintain, but did friends really play like this?<br><br>... Well, maybe the ones with benefits... But he didn't see what they had as that simply.<br><br>Once more, his tongue slipped out, licking her tears before he shook his head. Wordlessly, he lowered himself as she looked up at him... Before he swooped in with a kiss. His lips met hers for the moment before his tongue followed suit, pushing past the lips of someone he expected would not keep them shut for very long before he invaded her mouth. Her own tongue was his enemy, lunging to strike and dancing with hers as the male closed his eyes and pushed against her. He broke their joining for the briefest of moments to give her a chance to collect air, before he darted back in to finish what he started. <br><br>After at least a minute, he slowly pulled back to look into her eyes. "I... Think we're even now for forced actions..." He winked, before he moved near her ear. "I know you said I couldn't force you, but... I still wanted to do that. Just, stop feeling bad, Neri. It was a poor choice of words on my part, and... I'm sorry. I really did enjoy what happened then... In a way, you really did break me... Showed me how much I was missing out on." He continued, before he leaned in to lick her neck softly.<br><br>"Now, you said something about burning lust. Should I... Do this properly and ask to lick you down there too? Or... Not here?" he asked with a soft, playful tone. He was stark naked, more than a little aroused, and all he could think about was cheering her up and making her happy rather than satisfying his own needs... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>21-09-2020, 11:23:45</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body">Some mature content </div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. And (to) her new blazer.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>“You are such a idiot…” Nerissa sighed. She sounded relieved despite her words. “Don’t tell me things like that… You got me really worried that I had done something bad to you and you were too stupid to stop me.” The fox demon closed her eyes when she felt him licking her cheek and smiled. Her fingers run through the man’s white hair. “If you don’t want me to be turned on from weird things you should stop being so weird. Though… I did like you more without the make-up. I wanted to touch every scar on your body, lick every one of them… Now I would just get my mouth full of a concealer.” Nera chuckled. <br><br>His words had hurt her. She truly believed that he had forced him into something he didn’t like one bit. And not just that, she had misunderstood his state as him being turned on and made it even worse! Her heart was at peace after hearing that it wasn’t the case. <br><br>When Albion’s lips touched her the fox demon froze completely. Despite every stupid, every intimate thing they had done… they had never kissed. Her eyes widened from a shock of this unexpected act. For a moment her mind was completely empty from thoughts. Then, slowly, the thoughts started to flow back. It felt so sweet, so right… Her whole body trembled and Nera’s hands grabbed Albion’s arms, seeking support from him as her body felt weak, like she might collapse on the floor without him keeping her up. She closed her eyes and surrendered into the kiss. His tongue in her mouth, playing in such an invasive way with hers. <br><br>The girl was out of breath, her cheeks glowing red, when the man gave her a chance to catch air before doing it again. Nera looked dazed as she looked up at the man. Her breathing was fast. “Albion… we… that’s the first time we have kissed…” she managed to mumble. “Mi-missing out? Albion, you are making my head spin…”<br><br>Ask to… not here… There were so many things she wanted to do with him! Right now, right here! On the other hand, she wanted to suggest going to the nearest hotel and doing everything properly there, from the beginning to the end. The thought of Albion on his knees, between her legs… The fox demon sighed. Her hand moved quietly down, touching him. Her fingertips moving along the length of his shaft. I don’t care what you do as long as you touch me, Nera thought.<br><br>Somehow she managed to gather enough willpower to make her own question. “What about Lily? We shouldn’t… I don’t want to hurt her feelings. You shouldn’t be fooling behind your date’s back…” Despite her noble words there was that ‘take me now’ look in her eyes, and her fingers explored shape of his dick.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>21-09-2020, 20:26:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Reversing the interrogation<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">A little exploration</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nerissa seemed very much stunned by the kiss, and for good reason. In their three years, they'd... Never done anything like it. Innocent licks and nuzzling at most, but neither had ever become forward enough to do something like that... To see the cute fox just 'lost' in the moment... It was kind of its own reward, but none of this would have happened if he was paying attention to her removing his clothes... Still, as he looked down at her, he could feel that... Maybe this was a good step in the right direction. "I'm sorry it took so long..."<br><br>The male couldn't hold back a smile from how lost in the moment she sounded! Like her brain was trying to catch up to what her body experienced. It seemed some things existed that could truly throw the vixen off her game. His head came forward, nuzzling against hers gently while she slowly struggled to collect her thoughts... But the most titillating occurrence was when her hand moved slowly to stroke and feel the length of muscle now in her hand, free of any confining cloth. The last time she had touched it was back in the gym, through his pants...<br><br>His head tipped down, lips and nose brushing against the soft of her neck, guiding his tongue out to softly lash at her pulse... It would be a sensitive area for sure if he ever gently bit or sucked there.. But she needed to be unblemished for the evening, so he willed himself away, up to her cheek and against her ear. However, in their haze, Nerissa did point out something that could have given the man pause. His movements ceased for the moment as he pondered.<br><br>"You're right...&nbsp; I should be considering her feelings too..." He trailed off, but... Did she truly have any such feelings for him? Until just today, their relationship had well and strictly been one of friendship, with mild teasing and trading verbal barbs, but... Nothing that could really be seen as s spark... If there had been any interest there, only Lily would know. Compared to that, Nerissa and him had shared so many more experiences, held back only by the man's unwillingness to proceed further... Now that Nerissa had set him up with a date with Lily... Why choose now to show this kind of affection?<br><br><em>'I suppose I am just a bad person who can't process their feelings right until it's almost too late...'</em><br><br>He closed his eyes, maneuvering his hands down from the mirror to rest upon his friend, fingertips pressing into his- well, now it was hers, blazer. Slowly his hands roamed her form from behind, up and down her back before they maneuvered beneath the dark, dressy cloth. He pulled back gently, opening his eyes to take in the look she gave him... A perfect contradiction to the words she had just spoken... But he did not seem bothered much by them at all. Now underneath the blazer, his hands came upon the shirt she wore, dragging along her sides and resting upon her waist. From here, they could move up to her chest easily...<br><br>"It's... My responsibility." Three simple words that would tell her that everything that happened after this point was all on him, that she could be free from the weight of her actions. He leaned in soon after, nudging her head up gently before his tongue ran long her throat, like a predator wanting to taste every part of its prey. His hands moved up, thumbs tracing small circles against her shirt, waiting for the right moment to pull it up and get at the flesh protected underneath. "I'll sort this out later with her after the date, but... Right now, let's enjoy just us..."<br><br>With that, his hands worked to pull her shirt up, sliding underneath the cloth to run his fingertips against her bare skin, traveling up and behind the woman, waiting for just the right moment to tend to her front, while Albion guided his head to rest against hers in comfort. He hadn't made any truly bold moves beyond the kiss, but... He seemed to want to warm her up first.<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>21-09-2020, 21:42:24</strong>
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				<br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. And (to) her new blazer.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">A friendly lick</div><div class="spoiler_body"><br>She didn’t mean to ask who was going to take the blame. In the end, it would be both of them who were guilty. Nerissa interpreted his words as an acceptance to this situation. “Today… You said that SOPHE is a heaven for a player like you… that you saw no reason to settle for one when you could have them all… I hadn’t even noticed that you have romances all over the place! You are unbelievably good at hiding your flings. I… thought that you would tell me… unless, you are counting me among them…” Nerissa mumbled quietly, referring to the morning when Albion spoke under the influence of the Ring of (not) Truth. <br><br>The demoness wasn’t sure what Albion was doing. It felt good, whatever it was. Was he feeling her body or was he trying to be patient for her sake? “Albion, are you waiting for my permission? If you want something, you should just take it…” Nerissa whispered and moved the blazer on her shoulders, letting it slide off before tossing it on a small bench on her side. The girl didn’t have the same patience as the man.<br><br>Nerissa would later feel extremely guilty from forgetting Lily so quickly, but at this very moment there were other things in her mind. The girl pursed her lips in frustration. She wanted to lick him, but she wasn’t eager to get her tongue covered in concealer. “If you go down it will look suspicious to people outside… And I think I owe you one favor. Please, don’t think of it as an obligation. It’s something I have wanted to do for some time…” While she spoke her hands settled on Albion’s hips and pulled him closer as the girl sat on the bench. <br><br>Nera brushed her fingers lightly through his short white hair. The girl kissed the man’s inner thigh, while her hand kept moving slowly back and forth. “Mmh… Why did you stop me from trimming it all off? Do you like the way it looks now? You know… it would be much more tempting to lick your balls if they weren’t hairy?” Nerissa asked and licked her lips slowly. With her big eyes the fox demon looked up at the man as she gently pulled his foreskin back. She had waited for a long time to do this. To feel him in her fingers, to taste him… Nera leaned in, licking his tip like it was a lollipop, twirling her tongue with devotion around it before she sucked the top into her mouth. All that while keeping an eye contact with Albion. The girl was careful not to scratch him with her teeth. <br><br>“Mmmh… Please, guide me. Teach me. I want to know what pleases you.” Nerissa requested with a small playful smile. “I want to please you…”&nbsp; <br></div></div>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>22-09-2020, 03:47:01</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 7:00 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Pawnhouse Zaisan, The Gate<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions:<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr>Looking back on the moment some time later, Toshiro imagined that had it not been for the comfort of Nerissa's embrace and the warm caress of her tongue against the length of his neck, that the scientist would have spent much longer in the grip of less fortunate memories. He had tried to thank her at the time, but words had failed him, his only recourse for expressing gratitude his own shaky embrace and lightly pressing his head to Nerissa's as she tended gently to his neck. It had been some time since he found this particular beast demon gesture to be a too intimate show of affection, instead he was able to appreciate it for the feeling of compassionate care that Nerissa was offering him.<br><br>While learning to accept comfort had been a requirement of living a day to day life in light of his often times too keen memory and the debilitating affect it could have on him, Toshiro still had a measure of pride that could be wounded through too tender a ministration, but fortunately Nerissa seemed to have a good sense about both when to give the man his space as well as to not treat further conversation with him as though he were made of glass. It was clear enough to both of them from his slightly stuttered words that he was still somewhat shaken by what he had relived, but Toshiro imagined he would have found further attempts at consolation to build an undeserved frustration towards Nerissa.<br><br>Toshiro was aware that many might attempt to console Nerissa by telling her that the memories of her time with her husband would last far beyond the transitory state of her loneliness, but those words would ring hypocritical coming from his mouth. At the words, <em>'I didn't give him permission to die on me,'</em> Toshiro wordlessly placed his hand on Nerissa's and gave it a light squeeze. He couldn't say she would forget her husband, he couldn't tell her that she'd ever feel better for her loss, but what he could say was what he knew to be true, “You aren't going to be alone for long, y-you're too kind of a person for that. Too willing to get involved with other people's p-problems. Lucky me.” He gave a slight smile hopefully help convey the sincerity of what he was saying, he only wished he could say he'd be someone who would keep her from loneliness.<br><br>Toshiro's hand squeezed Nerissa's once again, this time with a concern that was reflected in his furrowed brow at the mention of the attack on Nerissa's previous home. “It was smart of you to get Azmodiel to keep an eye on you, he's a good man, one of the best from what I know about him. Still to hear your home was... I'm sorry to hear that happened to you.” Toshiro's position at SOPHE didn't afford him open access to mission reports that he wasn't involved with, so he hadn't heard about what Nerissa had gone through. Still, Toshiro was very confident as he reassured her, “I'm s-sure Azmodiel won't leave it lying down, from what I understand he takes care of his people, and he's probably searching for information on your attackers whenever he can.” As far as he knew this was true, but it wouldn't stop the scientist from looking into the matter on his own, although he didn't want to worry Nerissa by telling her that.<br><br>Once again the force of laughter shot pain shooting across his chest, but Toshiro couldn't help but be amused at the thought of himself being anymore competent a warrior than Nerissa. Taking his hand away from hers for concern of being overly familiar, Toshiro wiped a tear born of mirth and anguish from his eye before replying, “Well then we'd better be really good at planning, if that fails we'd hope we're better at sneaking.” Gesturing towards Nerissa's collection of bombs he continued with a smile, “Then if that fails we always have your bombs, then convincing, then running, and lastly if all of that fails, you'll get like... five seconds to get out of there before I pass out from the guard wiping the floor with m-me.” As utterly hilarious as the situation was to Toshiro, what he had said was also a fairly accurate overview of his contingency plans.<br><br>“Actually a walk wouldn't be the worst idea, as long as you bring your baton. Maybe a gun too, it's a dangerous part of town.” Holding the compass aloft he explained, “If I can get a few readings around the building, it'll give us a much better idea of where to look once we break in. On top of that it'll help us look for more ways in.” Stepping outside of the vehicle into the now cool winter air, Toshiro silently cursed himself for not thinking to bring anything heavier than a hoodie as he hadn't planned on being out that late. With a sigh of relief as he took the opportunity to stretch out his long legs, Toshiro was relieved that the mixture of his experimental self-treatments combined with the oricot fruit Nerissa had given him had done a remarkable job of at least pacifying the pain that had so horrendously tormented him earlier in the day. Walking around to Nerissa's side of the vehicle with a much diminished limp, he'd open the door for her if she hadn't for herself, then offered his arm both as a gesture of respect, and a potential way to stave of the growing cold. "Anywhere in m-mind, or do you just want to wander a bit?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>22-09-2020, 09:22:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Reversing the interrogation<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">He's in her capable hands, now</div><div class="spoiler_body">Did he really s- Oh, crap, he did! However, he'd never found the chance to tell Nerissa that her ring did not work the way she hoped it did... It reminded him he still came very close to hurting more than a few feelings over it too. "Ah, it's, uh... Complicated! I had planned to say something else, but the ring kind of willed me to say that instead... Your ring really surprised me, to be honest, in how frighteningly well it worked. (<em>'Even though technically it worked the wrong way...'</em>)" Albion spoke, trying to save a bit of face, though he hid his thoughts from the conversation. Sooner or later, he had to tell her the ring didn't quite work out the way she hoped... "I'm... Not sure you'd want to just be counted as one of my flings, hahah... I've got bigger ideas in mind..."<br><br>At the least, if he had such ideas, he should be more direct about them, even Nerissa seemed to try to drove him to be more forward about things. To him, one couldn't just rush the activity, but maybe he <em>was</em> going a little slow. "Not really, I was just... Coming to terms with how much of you I was touching now. Trying to memorize you, if that makes sense..." He hummed softly, as she removed the blazer. She also had a point in how suspicious it might look to others outside if they peeked under the curtain, even though it was fairly close to the ground. <br><br>Still, she had a very good idea to pull him over to the bench and- Oh gods, she was really going to do it... Here? "For some time...? This isn't because if what happened in the gym, is it?" He asked quietly, but he also wasn't going to complain about this. That familiar sense of her touch returned to hin, except now it was even more intimate now that his pants were not in the way of things. Speaking of... Reaching back with a foot while his hand was on the wall, he pushed his clothes back just a bit to try to choke out what little of the view there was into the changing room... A makeshift fix but one that might help...<br><br>"I'm sorry, but... I've had most of the hair ripped from my body and made extremely embarrassed to the workers there, I just... Wanted to hurry and g- Wait you want to <em>what</em>...!?" He nearly flinched from the blatant admittance. "I-I mean... I guess I did eat you out and all, but you don't <em>have</em> to go that far..." He blinked in surprise... Yet her words had already done their damage, planting the image in his mind and- Oops, there was the twitch in her hands. She could easily tell when her words excited the man...<br><br>The moment the liking started, his heart skipped a beat as he forced his eyes to stare down into hers. She showed absolutely no fear or apprehension, no awkwardness or concern... Her movements were slow, gentle to start, but grew more firm and curious. His mind was still overloaded, trying to realize that this vixen, the very same who shot the apple off his head, that have him such a hard time when they first met, who saved his ass that one fateful evening, that helped him leave his grouchy, cold period... She was now performing orally for him, and all he could do was pant softlt and quietly.<br><br>"Nerissa, you..." he mumbled quietly, before he shook his head. He could have just said she pleased him, but it was too simple, too crass. Instead he moved a hand from the wall to her head, four fingertips running through pink tresses while his thumb gently reached to brush her ear gently in encouragement. "Along the bottom, slow and practiced strokes... Especially near the base from the tip. I want to see and feel what you're capable of, Nerissa... "<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>22-09-2020, 10:11:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. And (to) her new blazer.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">A friendly fox doing friendly things with her mouth</div><div class="spoiler_body">“I’m glad to hear you don’t see me just a fling. What plans you have for me?” Nerissa asked. Though, everything Albion said was exactly what someone fooling around would say. Nera didn’t want to follow that path of thoughts right now. If that was the case, she would find it out later. “Memorize? Albion, you can memorize me somewhere more private” The girl said with a small smirk. This wasn’t her idea of a private setting. “Maybe at your place, or in a hotel… If you like this much the danger of being caught maybe we should go camping somewhere.” Like she didn’t like the danger of being caught. Nerissa left her place out of count on purpose. She didn’t trust in that the walls were soundproof and in all honesty, she didn’t know where they were standing. What was their relationship? Somehow she had a feeling that whatever this was, Albion wanted to keep it just between them two. It wasn’t something that made her happy, but… Nera tried to accept the situation.<br><br>“Let’s say that what happened back there is a perfect excuse.” The girl blinked at him being so shocked at what she said. “Ssh. Do you think it’s going far? If there is anything that makes you feel uncomfortable, speak up. I don’t want to do something that makes you feel bad. What I want to do is the opposite.” <br><br>Despite the situation they were in, the fox demon didn’t seem to be in a hurry. It looked like she had all the time in the world, and she enjoyed what she was doing. “My…” she almost slipped the words ‘my darling’ from her lips. “I don’t want to disappoint you Albion, but I can’t show you here what I’m capable of. It might make too much sound… and you could have been more considerate to me.” She reminded him with a playful grin, brushing her fingertips over his balls. Not only that, but if she would deepthroat him here she could kiss goodbye to her make-up. “I hope that something more modest will be enough to satisfy you.” <br><br>Her dedication was admirable. The way she so willingly sucked the tip of his dick, rolling her tongue around it while moving her fingers along the shaft, remembering to tighten her grip as her fingers closed to the base. The fox demon let his dick slip out of her mouth and continued licking it, dragging her tongue along its length, covering it with her saliva. Her gentle fingers found their way lower, to his balls, fondling them. “Mmmh… You are so hard. It makes me wet just to touch you like this. Can I touch myself?” Nerissa asked as she looked up at the man. She didn’t need his permission to do that. She made the question mostly because she wanted to hear him say it.<br><br>Then Albion could see, and feel, how the girl wrapped her lips around his cock, sucking it fiercely enough to make her cheeks dent. Her one hand was on the base of his cock, doing a small movement like she was milking him, and at the same time preventing him from shoving it too deep if he wanted to move against her. When her head bobbed it caused small lewd, wet noises. Nera looked at Albion with the most adorable face, like asking silently if she was doing it right. It felt unreal. She had touched him through clothes many time, in one way or another. But now there was nothing between them. She could feel his pulse, his warmth… and how hard he was. <br><br>“There is no need to hold back. I want it all Albion, so please… feel free to come in my mouth” It was bizarre how she could say that like she was shy about it, and right after that continued sucking him like she had decided to suck life out of him. Nerissa didn’t lie. She wanted to make him struggle at keeping quiet, and make him give it all to her, and to do that she sucked him hard, moving her head back and forth as she felt some saliva dripping from corners of her mouth. <br><br>Without even noticing that she was rubbing her thighs together. Dammit she wanted to be touched so badly! It was almost painful.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br></div></div>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>22-09-2020, 13:28:54</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Pawnhouse Zaisan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>Nerissa glanced at Toshiro’s hand on hers. That was probably the best he could do to show his sympathy, so she smiled appreciating the gesture. “I do hope that you are right… I feel like I attract the wrong kind of people and at the same time I’m completely blind to the ones I should go for. If I wouldn’t offer my help when it’s needed many of the things I use to say would be just empty words. I try to live by words.” The fox demon said with a small smile. <br><br>When Toshiro squeezed her hand again it started to amuse the girl and she reached out to squeeze his hand back. “It’s okay. No one got hurt… I mean that neither I or Az got hurt.” She couldn’t say the same from the poor souls who intruded into her home. “I trust too that Az is doing his best to find out what their motive was. So far it’s a big mystery. They… kind of died too fast to ask any questions from them.” Nera wasn’t completely honest. After some time she had remembered one event which might be connected to the unexpected ambush. But she hadn’t told about it when she should have and if she told now… it might raise doubts, directed at her. Nerissa was afraid that those doubts might ruin what she had now, so she chose to stay quiet.<br><br>“I’m great at sneaking! I’m a small fox, so I’m silent and hard to spot. You do realize that your plan sounds crazy? Well… If everything goes wrong, I will do my best to save what is left of your hide. I have practised sword fighting and shooting, so… Maybe it’s enough to give us a chance to escape if nothing else.” Toshiro didn’t look like a fierce warrior, and now he was in such a miserable condition that even a small child could kick his butt. Nera felt like responsibility weighed heavy on her small shoulders.<br><br>“You are right. We could use this time to try to locate the statue.” The fox demon got out of the car without waiting for Toshiro to open the door for her. She grabbed her handbag with her and opened the back of the car. The baton barely fitted into a pocket of her jacket. On another pocket she slipped a pistol, and another pistol she placed in a pocket of Toshiro’s hoodie. “Just in case,” Nera explained before locking the car. Now they were armed, and hopefully that would be a precaution. Nerissa wanted to take a shotgun with her, but concealing such a big gun was basically impossible. <br><br>Nera looked up at Toshiro when he offered her his arm. “Are you making this look like a date on purpose?” She didn’t know his motive behind this polite gesture, but she assumed that the poor being just tried to be friendly. His speech still showed how upset he was. Nerissa wrapped her arm around his and leaned against him intimately. “Let’s try to locate the statue. It will help us if we know in which part of the shop it is. How about we start from the alley?” The fox demon asked and nodded her head in the general direction of the alley in question. It was a narrow alley between two buildings, filled mostly with trash and some small critters rustling under garbage in hopes of finding something worth eating.&nbsp; <br><br>“Do you play mahjong? Looks like there is a mahjong parlor upstairs of the pawnshop.” There was a yellow faded sign right above the pawnshop, and in it stood a name of a mahjong parlor. “We could check the alley and then go play some… Do you think you can use the compass without others noticing? If the parlor is right on top of the pawnshop we might get accurate readings of the statue’s location.” <br><br>The fox demon wrinkled her nose when they stepped on the alley. It stank. Badly. She circled around a pool of something. She didn’t even want to guess what it was and as she walked around the suspicious pool of some kind of liquid something sticky got stuck on the sole of her shoe. “Oh… This really is a bad area…” The demoness murmured and tried wiping the sole clean against the ground. The alley ended up in a deadend, but while they were there they could notice a backdoor into the building. On the other side of the building wasn’t an alley because the next building was built right next to the one where the pawnshop was. “I wonder if that takes right in the pawnshop or on some hallway…” Nerissa wondered aloud while looking at the door. “Can you pick locks? If not… I think that ventilation shaft might lead into the store. If we can stop the propel I could check where the shaft leads...” The shaft was too small for her to crawl in it in her human form, but she wouldn’t have a problem doing that in her fox form. The only problem would be that if the shaft did a 90 degree turn or it was blocked at the other end so she couldn't force it open.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>22-09-2020, 14:13:20</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7.30AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion’s place<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> <br><br><hr><br>When Albion poked her nose she tried to bite his finger, but was too slow. “Aww! Don’t say that. You are one of my favorite humans! You humans have your own special charm.” She knew that the man was joking about headpats and belly rubs, but reached to pat his head nevertheless, ruffling his hair after. “My very own puppy! I have never had a dog before! I hope my bed is big enough so you can sleep at the foot of my bed. I might need to get you a collar so when you do something bad they know to call me come get you back” Nerissa giggled and messed his hair so it looked like it had never seen a comb. <br><br>Nerissa didn’t quite understand what he meant with that he knew what he wanted, but she assumed it meant that Albion was ready to move forward and starting to look for that happiness. “I think it’s a great decision to leave your bad habits! Don’t overdo it though. Small steps, just like you said. Start from one and maybe get something that isn’t bad for you to replace it. I’m happy that I could help you find out what you want in your life. I wish from the bottom of my heart that you will find your happiness” Nerissa believed in what she said. She was just a catalyst that helped Albion to understand what he wanted in his life, but she wasn’t the one who would be making him happy.<br><br>The fox demon’s smile was warm when Albion apologised. “It’s enough that I know you didn’t mean it. I know it was quite a shock to you, so you weren’t thinking straight. It was cruel, I admit it… but I’m so proud of you! You aren’t a jerk who would try to escape from his responsibilities… Or then you were already planning on buying a one way ticket anywhere far.” She leaned in to whisper into his ear. “Just so you know… That wouldn’t save you. I know people who hunt others down for a living, and they owe me a favor” It was impossible to tell if this was just one weird joke or was she serious, because her low voice sounded so serious. But after saying that she giggled, like she brushed the whole thing off nonchalantly. <br><br>“Mmh… You sound like you are regretting only that you can’t remember it. If the yesterday comes back to you at some point, there is no need to tell me about it.” Nerissa was surprised that Albion actually did what she asked, and without complaints. He even went that far that he offered doing more! “Do you have a secret bottle here somewhere and you somehow managed to take sips from it? No. No kisses!” The fox demon shook her head and giggled with amusement. “My panties are on the floor of your bathroom. I don’t want you to get sidetracked because I have nothing under this shirt. Now then… How about you go take a quick shower and then we grab something on our way to work? We are going to be late… and my clothes looked exactly like what they are, clothes that have been on a floor one night.” She pecked a small kiss on his forehead before getting out of the bed, preparing to get dressed.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>22-09-2020, 22:15:38</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A little fun in the stall<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Yes, real friendly things&nbsp; :P</div><div class="spoiler_body">"They're for me to know and you to find out, Neri... They wouldn't be surprising if I just up and told you " Albion&nbsp; smiled, though... In conjunction with what he said earlier, it probably was not a very inspiring thought. The poor guy wouldn't even know what went through her mind in response to what he said, but his future was going to be a little different from what he had imagined long ago. "I guess you're not wrong, but when you put it like that... I guess we've made poor choices on where to do these things at... I think we both deserve a little comfort and privacy at some point in our lives." Though the smirk on Nerissa's face told him she was just teasing him once again... Which was kind of how this all began in the first place...<br><br>"A perfect excuse, huh?" He asked, but... She was kind of right. Maybe if he acted differently, didn't show interest in the act, she would have probably ceased. She needed to force her way past his resistance... And finally it seemed she got part of the outcome she hoped for. Their last few months had been awkward in their own right, mostly with the male slowly moving himself toward accepting her affections... The ones she felt he deserved after the events of his past... But did he really? He used such self-destructive means to fill the gaps, and even still, she continued to recharge out to him...<br><br>"It's not about being uncomfortable, just... A rare occurrence. I didn't really expect you to come out and say that." He admitted quietly as he looked down at the beloved vixen. She really wanted to keep him comfortable... Probably because she wanted to make sure he came back to her... Actualky, the thought occurred to him: If she could do what he wanted, what he wished for... Would he really need anyone else?<br><br><em>'Is this what you're aiming for, Nerissa...?'</em><br><br>"Hmhm... You would have to try real hard to disappoint me, Neri... But I understand." <em>'You can do your absolute best when no one but me is watching or hearing you... That will truly be a special night...'</em> "I'm sorry... That was my fault for panicking like that. A little modesty might be the safest bet for us both..." He nodded slowly, letting the vixen concentrate on her actions. All he could do was watch, and respond, as her head bobbed, her lips rolled, her tongue lashed against and along the twitching length in her mouth. It was such a different experience, where others wanted to rush and only get him hard enough to move on, but her movements were slow but thorough, taking time to ensure he enjoyed the full satisfaction of a blowjob from her.<br><br><em>'Fff... You're seriously trying to just ruin me for other women, aren't you? Why did I wait so long...?'</em> His thoughts resounded in a pleasant haze, his eyes half-lidding as his breathing picked up. Her sensitive ears would detect the small changes, knowing when he grew more excited at her movements. Even with one hand tending to an ear, scritching her in appreciation, she would hear him clearly. Every now and then he helped maneuver her head, giving her small hints where to stroke next to really excite him.<br><br>"Ggh...!" He choked out quietly, hearing footsteps outside the changing stall, very nearly letting out a pleased groan for Nerissa that others would hear. The issue was, she continued doing it... She <em>knew</em> what she was doing and it felt as if she wanted him to make even more noises to let her know she was doing good... Irregardless of the danger. "N-Neri... H-hold out on... Nn, on rubbing yourself. Just... Just do it..." He knew he was torturing her, not letting her play with herself when she was doing this. He couldn't imagine how she felt at all, but he had a plan... <br><br>Even his own hips refused to obey him, rocking gently against the loving woman as if to try and slip more of his length into her mouth, but he also had to be attentive of her own makeup. They'd spent time to prepare it here, he was in danger of making it run or warp if he grabbed her the wrong way or made her tear up. But, by the God's, it was hard not to do anything more than what he was getting from her. His hips just wanted his hands to grip her head and facefuck her and- No, that was too rough! Maybe encourage her to suck faster, harder, deep- No, not that either, he might make her tear up...<br><br>"Haah... God, the thoughts in my head you're giving me..." He closed his eyes in embarrassment, disbelief that he wanted to do such rough things to his friend. She looked so cute, yet so sexy in the moment, he wanted to do things to her that would leave her in tears of joy, gripping, scratching at his back... But a place like this was not meant for such activities. He... Needed to be patient, to not rush this... Rush <em>them</em>.<br><br>"A-ah, not so... So fas- Kh...! D-dammit, Neri...!" He hissed, legs twitching as he stumbled against the wall. It was a struggle to keep himself quiet and... Contrary to his comments, he wasn't trying to stop her at all. They were like fuel for the fire, encouraging her to pick up her pace, to keep being the wicked, loving thing she was being right now. His dick twitched, throbbed in her hand with need as the pressure built... It was when he could take it no more thathan his fingers curled in her hair and held her head before he thrust his cock straight into her mouth. He didn't plunge all the way, just enough to stroke the engorged tip against her tongue before it erupted. Gentle ropes of semi-thick, off-white essence that painted her tongue and inner cheeks. He tried hard to hold back the flow, to give her&nbsp; chance to swallow.<br><br><em>'I-I can't stop yet, Neri... P-please, swallow it...!'</em> His thoughts were all over the place, but prayed she was quick to ingest what she had before more sputtered free. The release would not last long at this rate, and she would only need to swallow a few times to properly bury the evidence of their interactions...<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 00:13:52</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. And (to) her new blazer.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Thank you for the treat</div><div class="spoiler_body">There was a huge difference between someone who did it for money and one who did because she wanted to take him to the seventh heaven. Nerissa paid attention, like a good little student, reacting to the small hints he gave to her. It was clear that this wasn’t her first time doing something like this, but she was committed to learning how Albion wanted to be touched. The way she looked at the man told how the girl took pleasure from serving him.<br><br>Her mind wasn’t cluttered by unnecessary thoughts, like what exactly was their relationship, how would this affect on this, how was she going to look Lily into eyes after this or would she ruin everything by doing this. Right now the only thing in her mind was offering Albion the utmost pleasure. How she loved listening to his excited breathing, seeing his self-control cracking when he moved his hips. <br><br>There wasn’t a spot on his dick her tongue hadn’t touched. Like a true demoness, which she was, the fox demon slowed down when it felt like Albion was about to come. Not so fast. It will feel so much better if you wait for it, she thought and smiled wickedly at Albion as her hungry tongue and lips wandered on his dick. The way she licked him looked like she worshipped the cock in front of her face, tilting her head and moving her whole body as she dragged her tongue along the thick muscle.<br><br>Nerissa was very well aware that just a curtain was separating them from other people in the store. She would lie if she said that didn’t turn her on. It surprised her that Albion forbade her from touching herself, but she didn’t argue. Like a good girl she accepted his instruction. “As you wish…” Nera whispered. To keep her hand away from doing something she wasn’t allowed to do she brought it on Albion’s body, her fingers wandering on his body, sliding over his form and then returning to caress with his balls, playing with them.<br><br>The fox demon raised her eyebrows when Albion said something about the thoughts she was giving to him. How can you silly thing be embarrassed by some thoughts in this situation? It was hard to keep her hands in check. She felt throbbing between her legs, her wetness spreading in her panties. You are so cruel Albion! The girl squirmed restlessly, her tail moved slowly behind her. <br><br>Nerissa repeated the trick of bringing Albion near the edge before slowing down some more times, before his fingers went into her hair and held her still. Maybe she should have looked like it was uncomfortable or unwelcome, but the girl looked at Albion like he had just done something extremely amazing and erotic. The demoness didn’t break the eye contact when she felt him letting his load into her mouth. It was hot and it filled her mouth. Her eyes smiled at the man like he had just given her an expensive diamond ring. With a loving expression Nera swallowed. She didn’t look like it was something she did because she had to or she wanted to spit. No, the naughty little thing swallowed like she didn’t want to miss one drop. Despite her admirable efforts, a couple drops escaped from the sides of her mouth, dripping down on her chin. <br><br>“Mmh… Thank you for the treat Albion.” she whispered with a playful grin and licked whatever remained on his dick like it was the most natural thing to do next, part of the deal. “I love your taste. And I love your cock Albion” Nerissa said and showed it to him cleaning his cock thoroughly with her tongue, before giving it a small kiss, like a reward from a job well done. <br><br>Nera wiped her chin and lips with her finger before sucking the said finger. “Do I get my reward now? I was a good girl, so please, give me my reward” Nerissa took her shirt off quickly and just as quickly she leaned back on the bench as she slipped her wet panties off. The fox demon got on her knees on the bench and pulled her skirt on her waist. The skirt and the heels were the only thing she was wearing anymore, presenting her otherwise naked body to Albion’s eyes. Her luscious, soft and round breasts raised and lowered with her excited breathing. The pale pink skirt wrapped around her small waist. Her legs spread as she was waiting for him to touch her. There had been such a long period of time that she hadn’t had a man that Nera had already started to question what was the point to keep herself smooth as a porcelain from down there when no one played with her. In the end it didn’t feel like a waste at all. <br><br>“Please, touch me…” Nera almost begged the man, handing him the proverbial reigns of the situation. She wanted to give him the control, yet she wasn’t afraid of taking it back if the man seemed to hesitate. Her body needed his touch so badly it was about to drive her crazy.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br></div></div>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 00:17:35</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Albion's Flat<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Discussion time.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br><br><hr><br>"You really think so? I guess some of us do have our little distinctions... Toshiro and Lily especially. Maybe one day I'll have something to be distinctive about besides buying hookers, drinks, and smoking." Albion frowned, knowing they were very bad habits to be entertaining. Though Nerissa didn't let him dwell on it for long, patting his head and causing him to laugh. "I should warn you, I can be a real animal sometimes." He smirked at his choice of words. The collar notion would have been very funny though... As would sleeping at the foot of her bed, though he was sure he would just roll right off...<br><br>"Yeah... None of the habits are ones that I would be able to kick that fast, to be honest, but some are easier to lose than others. I think I can definitely start buying mess company in the evenings... Would save me more money in the long run." He hummed, before he looked at Nerissa. Something that wasn't bad that he could replace it with... Well, he just needed the company, he... He could do without the act, and in that case... That habit would be the easiest to kick. "I wouldn't worry too much. I think I'm off to a good start." He gave a knowing smile, closing his eyes.<br><br>Maybe he was starting to really make some kind of progress with her, but he knew it would never be perfect. He still said or did the wrong things sometimes, but that was all a matter of advancement. No one had the answers to everything... "I guess for someone who was used to dealing with baudy company, I was just shocked to see you say such things, but... That was my own fault for misreading things. But no, if you expected me to run from kids, that's <em>your</em> mistake." He pointed out with a grin, before he blinked at her next revelation. Given that this was the very same woman who drove around with a trunk full of guns sometimes... He couldn't discount the fact she probably had yakuza connections or demon friends who owed her favors like he did.<br><br><em>'You can be scary when you want to be...'</em><br><br>"It's more than remembering it, I'm just disappointed I did that to you... Enjoyed or not." He shook his head. If he ever remembered it... Yeah, he probably wouldn't tell her. She would remember it clearly, it was him who needed to recollect, if he wanted to... Maybe it was better he didn't know. "No... I don't keep alcohol in the room, just in the kitchen, but if you insist. I could have pit a nice, fat, wet one right on your cheeks " He remarked, waiting for her to move off of him before he sat up.<br><br>"Must have been one hell of a party if our clothes are all over... Don't worry about me getting sidetracked, I'll behave for now " He sat up, making sure to peck her cheek with his own kiss, before he strolled toward the bathroom. It took him a moment to locate the cloth before he picked it up, stepping out to toss her the panties. "Here you go... Hope you don't mind, but I sniffed them." He lied, sticking his tongue out. "Anyways, my turn to shower. Hope you're dressed by the time I'm out, 'sweetie', today's a good day to work." he winked, before closing the bathroom door. A moment later, the shower water began to run, as the occupant of the bathroom smiled.<br><br>Today was the first day he'd ever woke up with a girl in his bed. How strangely interesting for it to be Nerissa...<br><br><strong>[SCENE END]</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 03:14:36</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A little fun in the stall<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">She wasn't done getting treats...</div><div class="spoiler_body">Albion had learned more about Nerissa over the short span of today than he ever expected to learn. He had always imagined her to be skilled in the care of a partner, but he couldn't fathom how proficient she could be... Worse (by which we mean better) yet, she had learned how to perform the art of edging... Letting him get close to a release, and then letting up to push him back, before guiding him toward it again. Every so often she could see the breaks in control, either through grips in her hair, grunting, growling noises... Things he had to fight back against to avoid surprising the vixen.<br><br><em>'This girl is going to be the death of me. A very pleasant death, if nothing else...'</em> Albion's ragged breathing prevented him from speaking for the moment, slumped against his arm on the wall, being the first to break eye contact. She was nothing short of heavenly, looking at him the whole time to read the changes on his face, see what pleased him, what did not... He could not tell what she saw throughout the act, but she would be able to see how much she had affected him now, even drained him a little. But unlike a normal Succubus, there was no stealing of life energy or anything... It was all fun with a need to please with her, and pleased he most certainly was.<br><br>"Hnnn... So quick to call it a treat, looking at me with those adoring eyes like you didn't just blow my mind..." the white-haired male caught his breath, his grip on her hair loosening to caress the side of her head. The way she said that he liked his taste... It reminded him of when he ate her out and said she tasted good... But she did him one better, continuing to lick the shaft and ensure it was positively cleaned. Even a little kiss... Even at her most sultry, she could still be adorable.<br><br>Now... It was time to give the good girl her reward for listening to him and not touching herself while she serviced him. She must have suffered holding out to get him off while obediently not touching herself, and now that it was her turn, she wasted no time in preparing herself. Clothes came off, with nothing but her skirt and shoes adorning her naked form. The male's eyes roamed her form, as if devouring every inch of beauty Nerissa presented him with. Her breathing was about matched with his, her chest rising and falling as she waited with anticipation for what she needed. Slowly, Albion approached the vixen and leaned in, licking against her cheek as he breathed gently. "Yes, you've been so very good, Nerissa... Now it's my turn..." He whispered quietly, lowering himself just a bit until they were equal. <br><br>His lips parted, looking into her eyes as he showed no fear or awkwardness for what was about to happen. She had put aside any reservations she had... And so would he. It was just them in the moment... Leaning in, his lips trapped her left nipple, tugging and suckling gently as he looked into her eyes. However, he knew her need for touch would burn hotter than that... Which was why he guided a free hand along her inner thigh, nails dragging gently to let her know how close his fingers were creeping, before the tips touched against warm, quivering, wet flesh. <br><br>"So warm..." He whispered, pulling back as a strand of spittle connected from his tongue to her nipple, before he dove back upon it to flick it with his tongue. His fingertips, meanwhile, brushed and stroked along her heated lips, attempting to help abate the heat she was feeling. Back and forth they stroked, traveling the smooth, hairless folds with curiosity as he wanted to know how she felt to his touch rather than just his tongue. <em>'I... I could slip a finger or two inside there...'</em><br><br>Even from his standing position, leaned toward her, there was just so much he could do... He wanted to hear her call his name, struggle to keep her voice down as the realization that he was touching so much of her dawned on the vixen...<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 07:26:43</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. Only the skirt and shoes atm.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Enjoying from her reward</div><div class="spoiler_body">The face she made was exactly the same when she got praises from basically anything. A big bright smile, her ears little bent to sides waiting for headpats and wagging her fluffy tail. The only difference was the look in her eyes as she knew what she had done to receive her small praises and what she might be getting. <br><br>“Roll your tongue around it and lip over it…” She whispered, giving him already instructions on how she wanted him to touch her breasts. It was a small surprise that his attention went for her chest, considering that Albion had admitted being an assman. Though, it was if he had to choose. Either way, it made her happy and a soft sigh left her lips. <br><br>Nerissa felt his fingers moving on her wet slit, her juices covering his fingertips. She bit her lip not to make a sound and pushed her hips against his hand, yearning to be touched more. Nera looked at the man. Her eyes told how much she wanted him to give her more, but she let him decide and she would take all he was going to give her. Touch me more. Let me feel you inside me.<br><br>“Ah-hhh…!” She couldn’t keep herself all quiet when Albion pushed his finger inside the hot embrace of her pussy. It made her muscles clamp around his finger, feeling like she was trying to suck him in. “Albion…” she almost cried his name, rolling her hips slowly against his hand. With pleasure she accepted another finger too, but if the man tried to put a third one in she would grab his hand and shook her head to sign that she didn’t want it. It wasn’t that she couldn’t handle that much, but she liked it more like this. <br><br>“You are still hard…” The fox demon whispered after grabbing his dick into a firm hold. It was still wet from her saliva and her fingers slid on his rod smoothly. “I want this so badly…” Her other hand was on his hips, wandering forward, behind his back. Her fingers lightly scratched his buttcheek before giving him a good squeeze. Her finger moved between the crack formed by his buttocks, not slipping between them without his permission. “Do you like being touched here too?”&nbsp; <br><br>This sure wasn’t been in her plans for today. Though neither had been putting Albion in women’s clothes and yet that had happened. It felt so unreal to have Albion here, doing this. She was so used on him telling her to stop that partially she was waiting to wake up soon to find out she had hit her head on something and went unconscious, and this was all a sweet delusion. Nerissa didn’t know if the man wanted to prepare her well or if this was as far as he was ready to go. Either way, she would be happy from this secret session. <br><br>His fingering made her body squirm restlessly. “Albion, that feels good.” In the heat of the moment she licked his chest, and the taste on her tongue quickly reminded her why she hadn’t done it before. Damn it! So instead she was going to lean in to kiss Albion’s lips, but at half-way remembered what she had been doing with her mouth just a moment ago. The taste might be still lingering in her mouth and she didn’t know if it was something Albion was okay with. In frustration she bit the man’s shoulder.<br><br>It wasn’t easy to hold back. She wanted to ask him to fuck her hard, make a mess out of her, squish her against the mirror and leave her shaking after creampieing her. She wanted him to hold her like there was no escape from him and make her cry out his name. Nera understood that Albion was treating her with respect… well as much respect as it was possible in this situation. It was possible he didn’t want to see that side of her. So instead of asking perverted things from the man she muffled her moans against his shoulder, sinking her teeth into his skin.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br></div></div>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 08:23:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A little fun in the stall<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Appealing to her wild side</div><div class="spoiler_body">It never ceased to make him happy when Nerissa looked happy... It was always a big improvement over the times she looked sad when her relationships didn't work out... Except now he wasn't just being a shoulder for her to cry on while he consoled her. Things were very different now, and Albion was... Simply lost with all the possibilities in their current moment. <br><br>There was no verbal response to her words, only a quiet nod as he swirled his tongue around the areola, closing his lips to roll against the sensitive flesh and trapping the nipple in his mouth. It was his turn to keep his eyes on her face, to see when he elicited those gasps and whimpers, knowing when he was doing good and when he could be doing better. Watching her face as he touched her slit had been the greatest pleasure, until he'd been bold enough to plunge one digit, then a second into her channel. <br><br>"Shhh..." He whispered gently, releasing her breast and leaving the saliva-slicked surface to the mercy of the coold air while he tended to the other breast now. Both needed to be shown ample love and care, as Nerissa did when she played with his chest earlier. Her hips moved without control, trying to accept more of his fingers into her channel, but the position also afforded him something more fun: Maneuvering his thumb, he brushed against her mound and sought out that sensitive button that would leave her legs trembling, digging his thumb under the small hood of flesh to stimulate her clit.<br><br>Much to his surprise, however, she managed to take hold of his cockpit once more, drawing a quick gasp out of him. "N-Neri, I was supposed to be... Treating you..." He whispered quietly, toes curling into the floor when her hand began to effortlessly glide along the muscle. It had the benefit of causing his fingers to thrust faster, the noise just a little more audible. However, when her hand reached behind him, he froze for a moment before he shook his head quietly. He could be quite the deviant at times, but even he wasn't well prepared to handle that. However, it did leave him with a reminder of the sensitivity of her own backside...<br><br>"G-good... I want you to feel good, for being a good gi- Wait...!" He winced when he saw her move in to lick, but the damage was already done. "<strong>*Snrk*</strong> I warned you about careless licking earlier... What ever am I going to do with you..." He frowned softly. He saw she wanted to kiss him, but when he moved to meet her she had second thoughts... And instead bit down on his shoulder, earning a soft, surprised, mildly pained wince out of him.<br><br>However, his cock twitched in her hand&nbsp; showing it wasn't a bad thing, but actually <em>good</em>. "It's alright, Nerissa... You're part fox, it's okay to bite me, to mark me..." He whispered gently into her ear, dragging his thumb against her clitoris while his paired digits plunged and spread into her channel. Behind her, his other hand reached to get a nice handful of her ass with a squeeze... Before the hand moved to the base of her tail. Much like her grip on his cock, his hand gently gripped the base of her tail, running his thumb along it after remembering how sensitive it was for her earlier.<br><br>"If you need to bite harder... I'll forgive you, I just want you to be as happy as you can be with me. I... I want you to come for me..." He panted quietly, nuzzling the side of her head with affection.<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 09:31:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. Only the skirt and shoes atm.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Look at me</div><div class="spoiler_body">Albion reacted just the way she had wished when she gave him simple instructions. There was always a chance that the man would interpret them as a criticism towards his skills as a lover and be offended. That wasn’t the case, Nera just wanted to guide him in pleasing her. Even doubting him to be so petty made the girl feel guilty. “You are great” she whispered and ran her fingers through his hair when the man showed tenderly attention to her sensitive, marvelous breast. <br><br>“You are treating me. Part of it is letting me touch you. It turns me on to touch you when you are this hard and feel you twitch.” Nera was sure she wasn’t the only one who liked it when she touched him, because once she did that he picked up the pace. “Alb…! You… ahh… so good…” The girl managed to mumble, doing her best to keep quiet. She could hear the wet noises caused by his fingers moving fast. She looked down, seeing her small hand holding his muscle tightly, stroking it keenly while his fingers were between her legs. His fingers glistening from her juices. The way those two fingers disappeared inside her… “Mmmh!” <br><br>Nerissa looked back up at the man just in time to see him shake his head. She didn’t try to force it. Instead she squeezed his firm buttock and gave it a small slap before letting go. <br><br>It was a happy surprise to notice that Albion liked being bitten. Though their opinion about her being part fox differed, she wasn’t going to lecture the human now about her being a full fox demon, not some weird part fox. Marking him? The things you are ready to let me do… When Albion played with her clit and at the same time spread his fingers it made the fox demon gasp and arch her back. Like that wasn’t enough stimulation the very next thing he did was grabbing her tail. You cursed…! You know it’s sensitive! He made her whole body shudder and he could feel how her body tightened around his fingers. Even her breathing shivered against his shoulder. <br><br>“You… mmhh! Ah… ahh, you are going to drive me crazy” And she welcomed that with open arms. Not caring if Albion had a problem with tasting himself from her tongue she moved in to kiss him, to slip her tongue into his mouth for a passionate and sloppy kiss. Her body was at his mercy. A sweat started to form on the surface of her skin. Her body felt hot and it moved constantly, trembling and grinding against his hand. The way her grip changed was one indicator that she was closing to her climax. It was similar to the time at the gym. Her fingers holding his manhood like she was never going to let it go, yanking it fervently, not even completely realizing what she was doing as it was something that happened naturally. <br><br>Albion asked her to come for him, and Nerissa wanted to give him what he had requested. After the kiss the girl moved back, just enough to see Albion’s face and so he could see hers when the orgasm closed relentlessly. I love you. It was right on her tongue, but somehow she managed to not let it slip out. Look at me. She didn’t say it, but it was written in those golden eyes. Albion was really going to make her orgasm, here… and this time she hadn’t forced him in any way. He was doing this to her on purpose. His fingers on her tail, inside her, his hard, throbbing manhood held by her fingers… and his eyes on her. Nerissa had to bite a side of her hand to keep quiet, and still her shivering moans weren’t completely muffled.<br><br>The man could feel how the tight walls inside her quivered and seixed. Her beautiful body tensing up, flinching as the awesome orgasm blew her mind away. The eyes half-closed she looked at Albion through it, even when she felt her body twitching uncontrollably and the extreme pleasure made her almost cry. It wasn’t just because of the simple act of being fingered, but that and the knowledge of that it was Albion who did this to her, while he looked her reach her climax. <br><br>The girl was out of breath. Her face glowed. “Please, no…” She whispered with no strength in her voice as she gently touched his hand to move it away from her over sensitive womanhood. “You… it’s still hard… I can’t leave you like this.” The girl licked her lips and gathered enough strength to come closer to kiss the man. “You did well. So well Albion… Let me please you. Tell me what you want” So eager to please that she turned around on her shaky legs and put her palms against the mirror in front of them. The fox demon arched her back, pushing her nicely shaped round ass up in the air while spreading her legs for the man, offering herself to him shamelessly. The fitting room smelled like sex at this point, and Nera breathed like someone who had just had something really good. <br><br>“It’s going to feel really good to you because you just made me cum. Do you want to do it that way? Or you can just rub it against me. You made me so wet… Or do you want me to take it in my mouth? Maybe deeper this time?” Nera looked at Albion via the mirror as she gave him one suggestion after another. It was partially her natural curiosity because she wanted to know what was it that he wanted to the most, but at the same time she simply wanted to please her man… um… well, please Albion.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br></div></div>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 11:07:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A little fun in the stall<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">He's doing more than looking...</div><div class="spoiler_body">Three years...<br><br>Three years he kept himself from happiness when it stood near to him all of this time. Nerissa looked different all this time, saying and doing things he would have never expected from her. The sheer depth of her concern for him, for her desire to be pleasing to him... It was nothing short or profound. The fox demon was giving her his all in as limited a capacity as he could allow himself to take it, the vixens' body a treasure trove of delight and sensation never before felt by him. The greatest joy was knowing every noise she made, every movement she made, was all provoked by <em>him</em>.<br><br><em>'In this moment... You're... You're really mine...'</em><br><br>If tears rolled down his eyes, they could easily he mistaken for the sheer sensation he was feeling from the demoness, who stroked him faster as his own speed picked up. Her noises were becoming increasingly troubling to keep down, until she could silence herself against his form. Yet, her biting him was such an affectionate maneuver, he would not have minded if she left bite marks or even a bruise on him when they were done. Knowing she'd gotten into things that she left such a mark on him would have excited him far more than not.<br><br>"Sometimes, it's good to go a little crazy, Neri..." the male growled gently, a wicked smile on his face until she raced in for a kiss. It was the perfect time to double his efforts, wrack her body with so much pleasure she would be forced to cry out. Even as her tongue wrestled with his, he hungrily fought back, taking every gasp and pant that escaped her mouth within himself to drown it out while continuing to overstimulate his friend. Her grip on his dick tightened, speeding up as a sign her own release was impending... She pulled back, staring into his eyes with words unspoken, staring back with desires unabated as he growled from her attentions.<br><br>Once her body seized up, he knew it was here. He slowed his fingers, not wanting to make her cry out here. Even though he was hard but not ready to release yet, he paid it no mind as he watched the way her face contorted with bliss, her body giving way to all of the sensation he forced her to feel. Slowly, once her inner muscles loosened their grip on his fingers, he withdrew them and licked them clean without breaking eyesight with her. "Mmmnh... As delicious as before..." He spoke softly... He was ready to call it right then and there, but Nerissa had surprised him following another affectionate kiss. "Me...? Neri, it's fine, I can..." He had prepared to try and dissuade her, but it was already too late.<br><br>Nerissa looked as cute from behind as she did from the front, and the mirror still gave him a perfect view of her... She was giving him suggestion after suggestion, but some of them he didn't want to do... Not here, anyway. "One of those things... I would rather wait for the right time, Nerissa. I need you to wait just a little bit more for that..." He nodded, wanting to make their true first time encounter in that way more special, perhaps in the safety and sanctity of his home...<br><br>Right now, he moved to step near the fox demon, moving behind her as he guided his cock between her thighs, lining the flat of his length up with her slit. He positioned her tail up and against his chest while he leaned against her, bringing his hands up to cup her breasts. "Like this... We're almost close... Almost joined as one..." He panted softly looking into the mirror to stare into her eyes... Before he began to rock his hips slowly. Back and forth, his length moved, brushing against the slickened lips of her sex, and soon her thighs if they closed, while he nuzzled her head. <br><br>"Mmn... I... I like this, being close to you... It's warm, and it doesn't feel... Impersonal..." A quiet, satisfied sigh escaped his lips as every push of his hips pressed against her round bottom just right in the process of dragging his length against her pussy.<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 11:59:46</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. Only the skirt and shoes atm.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Almost</div><div class="spoiler_body">“Mmh… You look so lewd doing that. I like it” Nerissa chuckled quietly as she observed the man licking his fingers from her juices. Wait a bit more… Was this his new ‘not here’? She sure had heard it often lately. Nera didn’t understand why she had to wait. It made her feel disappointed. She didn’t mind that much if he didn’t want to let her feel him inside her this time, well of course she did, but it was more disheartening to hear him tell her to wait instead of saying that he couldn’t do it here. You are so bad with your words Albion… <br><br>However, the girl quickly forgot her depressed thoughts as Albion moved closer and touched her tail. When he moved the big, thick mass of fur against his chest it made the girl wince quietly. Almost… Is it always going to be almost? Why you keep that invisible wall between us? Nerissa pulled her legs together, leaving his length between her legs. Albion could feel how the fox demon pushed her rear against him, rocking her body slowly against his moving hips. “Impersonal… did it feel impersonal before?” Nera asked with a confused look. To her it had felt extremely personal. Just what did this man think of her if she thought she did things like this with anybody? <br><br>Nerissa looked at Albion via the mirror. That’s what it would look like if he ever would claim her properly… “I want to see you moving like that on top of me, my legs on your shoulders” Nera said without thinking because it was the truth. Was Albion having his own weird limitations or was he being really cruel with this teasing? It made her wonder if the man just wanted to hear her beg for it… but somehow it didn’t feel like that.<br><br>“I like the way you feel against me… the way you look when you move.” I would like even more feeling you inside me. For a moment Nerissa even thought about tricking him by simply guiding him inside with her hand. She believed that by that point Albion wouldn’t have enough self-control to pull back so he would go with it. No. If he said no, it was no. No matter how horny she felt. <br><br>The fox demon closed her eyes and leant her head back against him, concentrating on the stimulating feeling of his thick length moving tirelessly between her legs and his hands on her large boobs. “Please…” Nerissa was going to say bite my neck, but it would leave marks. “Bite my ear” It felt little unfair to ask that, knowing that her ears were furry. The girl squeezed her tights together to give more friction to him. “Please, do it a little faster” Nerissa asked. It was clear that Albion wasn’t going to let his seed inside her. She wanted him to mark her. She wanted to feel like… she belonged to him. Why won’t you idiot accept me? “Albion…” It sounded like she wanted to say more, but she held herself back.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br></div></div>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 12:51:52</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A little fun in the stall<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Closer than he's ever been to her</div><div class="spoiler_body">"You did it before, in the gym... I didn't want you to think I wouldn't do it to you..." His voice came out softly, enjoying the delightful warmth and comfort of her plush thighs as he rocked. In this way, he was sure he wouldn't have to worry about his thoughts or desires creeping up on him. He could go st a normal pace, then upgrade to something rougher... However, amidst his focusing on his own thoughts, he had little idea of the thoughts he'd inadvertently placed in Nerissa's mind as a result of his careless words.<br><br>"What...? No, not you! I mean me and my other... Partners over the years. It was always impersonal... No one ever stayed, and now here you are... It feels so very different..." He frowned, mentally kicking himself for his words always rend how they must have made her feel. What else could he have said that made things awkward between them?<br><br><em>'You're always saying the wrong things to her... It's a wonder she's put up with you all this time.'</em><br><br><em>'I know... I shouldn't even be here with her right now, but... After that day in the gym, I realized she was still hoping, waiting for me.'</em><br><br><em>'Do I really still deserve that level of dedication, when I've fooled around all these years?'</em><br><br>Nerissa's remark, however, pulled him back to reality as his eyes widened. "Nerissa, how can you... Say that so openly here...?" His brows raised, surprised at how much more freely Nerissa had begun to speak as this all went on... But then, why should he be surprised? He was with her, she'd always confided in him, spoke her mind to him... Now that he was doing this with her, she was sharing every dark and dirty thought she he had to keep from him because he never showed his interest...<br><br><em>'She trusts you... She speaks with complete honesty around you... So why can't you accept her in your heart?'</em><br><br><em>'It's not that I can't, I just... Wanted to make that time special...'</em><br><br><em>'It IS special right now, you dumbass! Do you think she would fuck just anyone in a place like this with a danger of being caught! It's because YOU'RE with her here she can risk it!'</em><br><br>His eyes closed, going to war with his thoughts as his panting picked up. Again he was shaken from his thoughts as Nerissa spoke to him, nodding quietly as she asked him to bite her ears... In contrast to her thoughts, he had no qualms about the act, opening his mouth and gently biting down on her left ear, lashing his tongue against the side while his hands kneaded her breasts. Between each index finger and thumb, he pinched her nipple a little firmly, as his hips picked up a little more speed. He just needed to make sure the sound didn't grow too loud, but... At the same time the sounds of footsteps had long since decreased. <br><br>From the close proximity, she could hear the choked sounds of grunts and panting from his mouth, along with the gentle release of air from his nostrils as he exerted himself between her thighs.<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 13:22:24</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. Only the skirt and shoes atm.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Wrong words</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nerissa was in disbelief after Albion’s words. Okay… Now I believe that you poor creature haven’t dated in who knows how long time. There is no other explanation how you keep saying all the wrong things at moment like this. It’s bad enough to talk about a ex or exes, but Albion made it even worse by bringing his vast experience of sex industry into the discussion. Nera understood what he was, hopefully, trying to say, but it didn’t feel great when he compared her to prostitutes. <br><br>“I’m sorry…” she mumbled quietly. Did she speak too shamelessly? But she couldn’t read his mind, just like he couldn’t read her mind. If she didn’t tell him what was going on in her mind, how was he supposed to know? Nerissa wasn’t sure if it was what she said or how she said that was a problem here. “I’m saying it only to you, so… shouldn’t it be okay?” Why does saying something like that make you feel uncomfortable? I would love hearing you saying things like that… <br><br>The fox demon pushed herself away from the mirror and leaned against Albion’s chest. She pulled his arms around her body because she felt like she really needed a good hug right now. It felt like the man had just slapped her for speaking so lecherously. I’m sorry Albion. I misunderstood you. I will be more careful with my words… The girl turned her head and searched his lips with hers until she found them and could kiss him. Albion had ruined her mood. Now she was looking for comfort from his kiss. <br><br>Nerissa had wanted to ask him to spread his hot cum on her body or shoot it deep into her throat, but that was probably something the man didn’t want to hear. It was too… dirty. Maybe she was a perverted girl. No wonder Albion didn’t know what to do with her and wanted to keep his distance to her. Nera wanted to say something good about his cock, but she didn’t know how to say that without sounding like a slut in his ears. <br><br>Albion probably didn’t mean it, but in such a short time he managed to wreck her self-confidence. Nera bared herself in front of Albion, in more than one sense and let him see sides of her that she didn’t let people usually see, and he threw it back at her face. <br><br>“Does it feel good to you?” the fox demon whispered after a while, thinking that asking that would be neutral enough. Nera wasn’t going to ask him to stop, or even wanted him to stop, just because her mood was gone. It wasn’t Albion’s fault that she was such a useless woman. Nerissa wanted to ask him to say something nice to fix it, but… what could she ask? Lie to me and tell me you love me? Tell me you like me and don’t say this time ‘as a friend’?&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br></div></div>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 14:12:30</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A little fun in the stall<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Surprise!</div><div class="spoiler_body">"...." It felt like... What started as a good thing was slowly going in the very opposite direction. Or maybe this was why he was never really destined to attain long-lasting happiness. Between being surprised at her words and saying things that seemed to give her long pauses or even leave her in complete silence, it was starting to become awkward.<br><br><em>'You see? I'm just... Not good at this.'<br><br>'It's one step forward, two steps back with you. Have you ever, you know, THOUGHT about what to say to her before you said it?'<br><br>'I just... Can't! It's not easy to figure out what the right things to say in this situation are!'<br><br>'Are you dense? Don't say what you want, do what she needs! Comfort, stability, YOU! YOU, YOU BLOODY IDIOT, YOU!'</em><br><br>"You don't have to apologize, Neri, you... You didn't do anything, it's just..." Even Albion was starting to lose hope, seeing her dejected look in the mirror hurt, especially after she had so much life before. How could he have done so much before, and then just... Cast his chances into the gutter? "What you said just surprised me, that's all..."<br><br><em>'It shouldn't... She bared her heart to you once before. You're lost because you can't be honest with yourself. You want her, you need her, but you're stuck living in the past where you felt you didn't deserve here, or anyone. Even though she tried to get you to move past that. Time and again she's tried to show you happiness... Why can't you answer her? How much will you take from her before she realizes she's wasting her time with you?'<br><br>'You're a pathetic mess, Remington. You've slept around so much you've damaged not just your body, but your mind and soul too. The biggest mercy you can perform for Nerissa now is to tell her you were sorry to lead her on, find somewhere quiet for yourself, and end it. You don't deserve her, or the happiness she's been trying to put into your life these last three years. If you ever needed a reason to off yourself, think shout all the times you failed her.'</em><br><br>So lost in his thoughts, he hadn't realized Nerissa was guiding his arms around her, letting her maneuver his limps on autopilot. It was only once he felt his arms link in the hug did he realize she was changing things around a bit, thankfully catching the kiss in time to not fail that too. However, even within the kiss, he could feel... Sadness, regret, like she didn't need to be played with, she needed comfort. Comfort because of what he'd been saying all this time.<br><br><em>'How does it feel, Remington? You don't like seeing Nerissa sad, but how does it feel to know that you... You are the cause of her sadness right now? Failure hurts, doesn't it? You're out of chances, and you're out of time. You'll be blessed if she wants to even think of you as a friend after th-'<br><br>'Shut up.'<br><br>'... Hah? Is that you trying to talk back to your consci-<br><br>'Shut the FUCK UP! You think I don't know any of this!? It hurts being too much of a pussy to be fucking decisive! It hurts to see her sad because goddamnit, I made her sad! And it bloody fucking feels horrible to known that even after all of this, I'll know everytime she talks to me, she'll have that disappointment in her eyes! I... I want her, but I just... I'm damaged, what do I do for her? How do I show her I'm not... Useless?'<br><br>'... She wants you. I've said this time and again. She doesn't want to hear maybes, or next times or not here's...&nbsp; She wants and needs you, and she needs to know you want and need her. Otherwise, she could go right into the arms of someone else... Oh, how about a friendly neighborhood-'<br><br>'Don't you dare say it.'<br><br>'Then nut the fuck up, and don't ever curse at me like you're big shit. The only reason you're still a barely functioning human being is between me, and her. Now get over your goddamn aversions to kindness and happiness and be what she needs right now.'</em><br><br>At some point, he didnt even realize his teeth had been clenched, a tear rolling down his cheek at his frustration. Nerissa had spoken to him, but he could only breath quietly and sigh. "... No, it doesn't." He spoke qwith a quiet, distant tone as he uncurled his arms from around her. "I've said horrible things and spoken misunderstandings to you... Time and again I mess up, and I've reached the point where I realize I'm... Not good enough for you, Nerissa." He muttered quietly, pulling his hips back to withdraw his cock from between her thighs. "Not yet, anyway... Please don't take this the wrong way, and I'm sorry in advance..."<br><br>The reason became apparent when he moved to clap a hand against her mouth to keep her silent... The reason why became apparent a moment later as his other hand guided his dick back between her thighs, dragging the tip around... But this time he aligned it with her slit, and before she could register what was happening, with a grunt the man plunged himself into the pussy of the vixen demoness. She would be pressed against the mirror for a moment as he leaned his head against hers, breathing quickly from the sheer sensation.<br><br>"I'm so... Ff... So sorry, for all this time. I know you can't forgive me for some of the things I've said and done... Or are doing, but..." It was... Awkward trying to find the right words to apologize when you were balls deep in the woman you were trying to apologize to. Who knew? "I've needed you all this time, but I kept you at arms length, even when you made it clear I I deserved all the happiness you tried to give me. I constantly rejected it like a fool, and still... Still you tried to show it to me...!" Once he had been sure she wouldn't make too much in the way of loud noises, he removed his hand from her mouth, hoping he didn't scare or put her off of this moment due to the act.<br><br>He hissed quietly, moving his head to her other ear and nipped at it, lost in the act of rolling his hips to plunge his dick into her slick, glistening channel. "Please... Don't give up on me, Neri... I wanted to show you that... I appreciated all the happiness you've tried to give me." It was certainly a very very unconventional way to show it. A moment later, he forced her up against the glass, chewing his lower lip as he tried to look her in the eyes despite what he was doing. "I wanted to show you... I needed you. Not just as a friend, but... As..."<br><br><em>'Say it... This is your last chance...'</em><br><br>"... Mine..."</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 23:54:11</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Girl’s Night</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa, Kevin (mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Questions Time<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> &nbsp;Barely Clothed<br>&nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/m2GyoPu.png)<hr><br>“You know things are never that simple, right?” &nbsp;Even as Mallory said this, the fox girl was giving sound advice, even if she didn’t believe it to be. Confessing to her friend was a monumental step forward, but even then, it was hard for her to even imagine herself doing that. If he rejected her, would their relationship ever be the same again? Would they still be friends? The question remained in her mind, even as Nerissa began to answer the first question Mallory asked. <br><br>The mention of being SOOHE’S mascot made Mallory confused for a moment; did SOPHE even have a mascot? Why would they make someone like Nerissa theirs if they did? That would have been one of the stranger cases, considering that Nerissa was quite nosy in other’s business; being like that, SOPHE may not want Nerissa to be out all the time with people. However, he idea of her being good made the young woman frown, as being with her for so far a half hour, could only show that she wasn’t as innocent as she thought. Though the question suddenly drifted to fortune telling, and Mallory couldn’t seem to wonder why Nerissa’s specialty was such thing. Did demons believe in fate?<br><br>The room flowed and sparkled with small balls of light within the washroom all at once, and as Nerissa displayed her abilities to the one human woman, Mallory couldn’t help but be speechless. The way they moved and shifted within the space just by her command, it was quite mesmerizing really. &nbsp;“...I can see why SOPHE would want you here then.” &nbsp;Nerissa knew so much about different magical items, and had abilities regarding fate and fortune; maybe they wanted to see what SOPHE’s future had in store for them?<br><br>The answer quite quick, Mallory didn’t seem to have another question at her mind so soon, flustering up a bit as Nerissa looked at her curiously. &nbsp;“Uh... what do you think of SOPHE? I mean in terms of demons and humans working together? Do you... think it’s working?” <br><br>She couldn’t help but wonder this, as SOPHE had a reputation for quite some time in working with both races. Some believed their power, others not so much. With how friendly Nerissa was, she must have been on SOPHE’S side.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>23-09-2020, 23:55:34</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. Only the skirt and shoes atm.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Claim me</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nerissa nodded without saying a word. It surprised you because you were expecting something else and now you are struggling because you can’t tell me you wanted something… someone more decent and ladylike. Albion, I doubt anyone like that would do this here… Or at the gym either.<br><br>The fox demon was unaware of the dispute Albion had inside his head. Knowing all that might have helped her to understand what was going on and why he kept saying all the wrong things. It also would have made her panic and feel excruciatingly guilty because she was causing the man to have suicidal thoughts.<br><br>When Albion said that he didn’t it made Nerissa look at him in a shock. If this doesn’t feel good to you, why are we even doing this? Did I just make you cry?! Nerissa, how did this happen?! This is why you should know better and stop it yourself if Albion is too confused to say ‘not here’! This is what happens when you just go and have your way with him! <br><br>“No, please. Don’t apologise. You didn’t do… or say anything wrong! It’s all my fault! Because then long time ago… I thought that you like that being talked like that. I didn’t mean to ruin it to you like this.” She felt horrible when Albion stopped hugging her and pulled away. Now you have really done it this time, Nera thought. “Please, don’t say that. You are a good man and…” we can fix this, Nerissa was going to say but looked like Albion was done listening to her because his hand moved in front of her mouth. <br><br>Like it wasn’t surprising enough that the man decided to muffle her with his hand, he went even further. Without a warning, or a warning Nerissa could understand, he rammed it to the hilt with one push. Her golden eyes widened and in disbelief the girl looked at the man. Her scream was held by his hand. The fox demon’s body pressed against the mirror, her breasts squeezed against the glass. Her fingers grasping the chill, smooth surface.<br><br>Nerissa felt how Albion suddenly shoved inside her with his whole length, forcing himself in the tight, hot and slippery embrace of her little pussy. The way he filled her was a pure bliss. Nerissa had more than once imagined how this would happen… and this wasn’t how she had imagined it. Albion with a heavy make-up, his lipstick all messed up, in a fitting booth, doing it so suddenly. This wasn’t how she had planned things to go, but that didn’t remove the fact that she loved the way the man felt. <br><br>If she had been someone else she might have tried to get herself free, scream for help as soon as he released her mouth or cry, but Nerissa was beyond that. The way she pushed her hips against his told in its own way that she was all in and more than willing to let him take her. All the teasing she had subjected Albion to was meant to break him so he would snap and do exactly this, take her without unnecessary questions and do it with a firm resolve. The teasing hadn't worked. Who would have known that the key was making him feel so bad and guilty he would break?<br><br>Nerissa tried to listen to what Albion said, but it was seriously difficult to concentrate on that when his dick moved in her pussy, still sensitive from the previous orgasm. What kind of cruel torture was this? He seriously thought that she could talk something rational at this point? <br><br>Somewhere at the back of the mind there was a thought of using a condom. Albion wouldn’t have such a big collection in his pockets if he didn’t use them. Yet Nerissa ignored the whole thought because she wanted to feel him, not something that would keep them separated. <br><br>“Albion, please… you can’t expect me to have a proper conversation in this situation. You don’t understand how amazing it feels… it’s going so deep…” Not only was she struggling with talking with him, but keeping quiet too. Nerissa had to push herself off from the mirror so his body wouldn’t squish her completely against it. <br><br>“I’m not giving up on you. Ahh… Mm… you…” What was I about to say? Mine? Nerissa looked at Albion via the mirror. Mine. She smiled and that smile made even her eyes sparkle from joy. “Yes. I will be yours… So please, make my body learn who it belongs to. Make me yours thoroughly.” Why did it take so long from you to find the right words? “I’m yours. Now stop trying to destroy your lip and kiss me like you mean it.”<br><br>This change in his behaviour would have been enough to drive her into a lust filled mood. Nerissa got more excited than she should from Albion acting aggressively because it was something that she genuinely liked. She had decided their pace so far, not because it was her preference, but because someone had to do it. Her preference was to be made to follow and submit into everything the man wanted her to do. Albion didn’t just start acting this way, letting her become blinded by her own pleasure, he said the exact things the girl had wanted to hear. There was always a chance this was his idea of a pillowtalk, but Nera wasn’t going to think that now.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br></div></div>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>24-09-2020, 03:19:35</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A little fun in the stall<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">How he should have been doing the foxy lovins</div><div class="spoiler_body">Maybe Nerissa would not be able to tell but even Albion had been stunned by the sudden forwardness and blatant disregard for their location or shaky privacy. His face looked contorted with pleasure, eyes half-lidded as he looked down at Nerissa, who seemed equally shocked by what happened. He even took a moment to look down, realizing he almost couldn't tell where she ended and he began from how deeply sheathed he was.<br><br>He had tried to say so much to her, to apologize for everything he'd done wrong not just here, but for the longest... But Nerissa had a point, unable to have the higher capacity to contemplate what he was talking about when she just wanted to enjoy what was happening... With a smile, Albion leaned forward and linked one of his hands over hers, weaving his fingers in between. She... Wanted to be claimed, for her body to recognize his...&nbsp; "Neri..."<br><br>With a grunt, the male leaned in, descending upon her mouth with a hunger rarely seen, his fingers tightening on hers while his tongue pillaged her mouth. His other hand remained free, grasping her other hand against the mirror while his hips rolled with force, jostling her own. He was glad she pushed back against him, mitigating the thump of their bodies against the surface while he broke their kiss for a moment. "You're... So good, Neri... I love how tight you feel..." He growled with animalistic hunger. "I don't want you to let me go..." <br><br>If the words didn't catch her off guard, the movement of him tilting his head down to bite at her neck gently would probably catch her off-guard, knowing full well he probably should not have done that... And yet, he wanted to if only for a moment, to show her if there wasn't a mission tonight, he <em>would</em> have left a mark there, teeth pressing gently into the side of her neck. From this close, she could feel every staggered breath and grunt that escaped his lips everytime his pelvis plunged his cock deep into her channel. <br><br>The mirror provided an even more obscene image for the pair to see, watching as it reflected the sight of the male's cock disappearing so deep inside of the fox demonesss that he could feel the deepest reaches of her core. Everytime it withdrew, the glistening sight of her juices staining the muscle reflected and shimmered in the mirror. Time and again the tip would compress deep within her, filling her body with a dull, pleasurable sensation. "Hhaa..&nbsp; Ngh... I can't... Don't want to stop myself... I'm so close, so deep in you... I <em>love</em> it, so much..." He hissed, moving his left hand from hers on the mirror, to go down between her legs, seeking her clit once more to rub intently, furiously. It was like he <em>wanted</em> to break her mind and leave her wrought with bliss...<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>24-09-2020, 06:10:21</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 7:00 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Pawnhouse Zaisan, The Gate<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions:<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br><hr>“T-trust me. As far as being blind to the right people...” Toshiro took in a deep breath to help in staying focused on the moment as the tendrils of his past began to pull at the edge of his consciousness, “I'd say it's almost impossible know if a person's right or wrong until you've gotten to know them, I'm hoping it's just about getting the wrong ones out of way and moving on until you get l-lucky.” Toshiro couldn't help but think that what he interpreted as Nerissa's offering to assist others as a way of being true to her word was a poor excuse to do so, but with the end result being the same, it didn't matter too much at the moment.<br><br>“Ah, I'm glad to hear that you weren't hurt. Still that kinda thing's gotta be scary, having someone invade your home like t-that.” While Toshiro's expression didn't blanch from his empathetic expression, Nerissa could feel another shiver pass through the taller man's body, the feeling of bandages at the base of his wrists felt beneath her fingers as she took his hand in hers. At least in his case he knew who had attacked him and why, two factors that had been almost as anguishing to the ever inquisitive man as the cuts and bruises he bore as a result of his own assault. “It's a shame Azmodiel couldn't have held back enough to ask a few questions, but I'm b-betting he didn't want to take any chances at letting them get to you by going too easy on them. In the end you being safe's the most important thing.”<br><br>Once again Toshiro found himself grinning widely at Nerissa's assessment regarding her skill and his plan, “Well if you're great at sneaking that's like... ninety percent of a break in! And look, I haven't even finished my plan, so keep your wrong opinions to yourself until we're done scouting the place out.” He couldn't help but feel a large measure of relief with Nerissa stating that her martial skill might allow them to escape, “See now you're getting it, it's not about beating whoever the papayo has guarding the place in a fight, it's about not dying long enough to get what we need and get out.”<br><br>“I don't think that's a good...” Toshiro was extremely startled by the act of Nerissa placing the handgun in his hoodie's pocket, and the idea of the fox supplied firearm loosely bouncing around so close to his body did little to to alleviate the sense of apprehension that now quickly overtook him. Fortunately, as Nerissa took his arm in hers, he couldn't help but feel somewhat more composed as he replied with a shrug that did little to mask how pleased he was with the situation, “A date? Not on purpose, but it's a good cover for why the two of use would be walking around together so late in the evening. Also it's getting cold and you just look really warm in your coat.” With the compass now blinking happily from the messenger bag slung around Toshiro's free arm, the scientist continued to look down towards it as the pair made to the mouth of the alley way adjacent to the Pawnhouse.<br><br>Matching Nerissa's gaze in staring at the sign advertising the mahjong parlor, Toshiro nodded his head, “Yeah I know how to play, and getting some readings above the Pawnhouse combined with outside will get me a pretty good idea on where the statue is. As for keeping it out of sight...” Toshiro patted his messenger back before replying confidently, “As long as we don't get within a couple feet of the statue, nobody should notice the compass. Anything past that and my friend inside starts to get a little... well... honestly the compass starts to sound like a vibrator at that point.” Patting the compass affectionately Toshiro explained unbidden with an unreserved measure of pride, “Basically the demon inside presses against the glass in the direction of the magic it's developed a taste for, and the closer we get to it, the more the demon vibrates in... excitement. The more the demon causes the glass to vibrate, the more lights blink on around the edge of the compass.”<br><br>It was almost impossible to keep the mixture of demon fruit and spicy noodles down as the noxious scent of the alleyway struck Toshiro's nose, and he immediately pulled the collar of his hoodie up over his nose in response to the foul aroma. “Yeah that's ughh... it's... urrghh... yeah it's bad.” Every few steps Toshiro looked down at the compass and memorized how many lights were on and which direction the arrow was pointing. Eventually when he had enough readings, he could combine them all with his sketches to mark with a high degree of precision where exactly the statue would be. Raising his eyebrows in obvious surprise at Nerissa asking him if he could pick locks, Toshiro shook his head slightly before answering as if the question was utterly outlandish, “Why would you think I know how to pick locks? I'm not a criminal or a locksmith.” <br><br>At Nerissa's second point, Toshiro looked up at the ventilation shaft for a moment, the exterior fan covering humming noisily about a foot overhead. "You have some kind of magic sword you can make right? Think you could cut through the bolts holding that fan up there without making too much noise? As for any fans you might run into inside..." Withdrawing one of Nerissa's vine bombs and tossing it into the air with a dramatic flourish&nbsp; before almost failing to catch it, Toshiro rolled the ball between his thumb and pointer finger for a moment in thought before asking, “How much force does it take to break one of these bombs open? Do you think the force of a fan hitting it would cause the glass to shatter, or would it need something harder hitting then that? Are the vines really thick or do you think you could squeeze through after they got a hold of it?” While they only had three of the vine bombs, he could certainly see expending one to get a better idea of what they were dealing with. That would still leave them two to deal with security, one for the guard, and one for if the first one failed to hit the guard. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>24-09-2020, 07:27:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">The Black Box</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 4th, 2020 | 11:30 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, IT Department (The Blinking Boxes are Computer Hard Drives!)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Human Lily, Whose Computer Screen Provides a Small Light in the Dark, Strange Room<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is invisible, but <em>jingling</em>, and bleeding dark, inky, blue blood that smells like Lily's favorite scent.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Mayan-Like Clothes | Blood</span><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">CONTENT WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body">Post includes descriptions of homicide and violence</div></div><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">While the silly human agents at SOPHE were beginning to trust the human Lily, they were beginning to <em>un</em>-trust the trickster Kyless. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The horned, blue-grey demon flattened herself against a boring, white wall and <em>disappeared</em>, turning herself <em>un</em>-visible against its cool surface. She, their <em>captive</em>, their <em>prisoner</em> for six months, had escaped her horrid, glass cell, yet <em>again</em>. <em>Though they were told not to open her the many locks on her cell door, no matter what or where they saw in her cell, the latest pair of silly human guards had done so rather quickly this day.</em> They had broken the rules their Rulemaker had made with haste and fear. Something about not wishing for their ‘friend’ to suffocate in Kyless’ soft, hanging bedsheets, though they were <em>too</em> late for such a thing. <em>Their ‘friend’ should have paid more attention to where they were walking, and where they were not walking, when they had delivered Kyless more bland, human food.</em> The trickster hoped that the next human who gave her this bad food was just as easy to trick, but considerably <em>less</em> dead. <em>Deadthings were certainly no fun to play with.</em><br><br>The trickster stood <em>still</em>, her small, golden bells <em>silent</em>, her form <em>un</em>-visible, as many more silly, SOPHE humans ran <em>past</em> her, chanting with more fear and new anger. <em>Last time she had escaped, they had recaptured her too soon. She had not made it to the Outside at all.&nbsp; Instead, she had gotten lost in another boring, white hallway, the same as this one, underneath the ground in SOPHE’s headquarters.</em> During this escape, unbeknownst to Kyless, one of SOPHE’s cameras had captured her too, for just a <em>moment</em>. A <em>blurry</em> image of a dark blue thing, in front of <em>too</em> many boring white, walls and <em>too</em> many, boring, grey doors. A blurry blue thing that was <em>shot</em>, with <em>some</em>thing unknown, <em>some</em>thing that made it fall suddenly to the cold, tiled floor, as many of the walls and doors <em>vanished</em> from the recording. As it's surroundings lessened, the blue blur <em>stayed</em> on the titled floor, unable to move, unable to scream, unable to open it's bright, golden eyes a second time.<br><br>In <em>that</em> escape she had created a <em>maze</em> for them, these silly, human SOPHE agents. A maze within a maze, the trickster had added more of their <em>closed</em> human doors, and their awful floor and ceiling tiles, and too straight walls. But her labyrinth had <em>not</em> led her to the Outside. It was too confusing here, in this <em>place</em>, for Kyless to get to the Outside through her illusion. And so <em>this</em> time, she would remain <em>un</em>-seen, and sneak <em>around</em> them, after they had traveled <em>past</em>. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her bells rang out suddenly as she reached for a nearby door, and pulled. <em>It was open! She could get through here to the Outside! Kyless would be free once more! Silly, silly humans.</em> The trickster easily slipped through the <em>open</em> way, the door, still <em>un</em>-visible. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She ascended the stairs too, <em>many</em> stairs, on the <em>other</em>side of the <em>open</em> door. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br><br>But the door was not <em>un</em>-visible, and one not-as-silly human, SOPHE agent <em>saw</em> the door move. And the not-so-silly human fired, another <em>some</em>thing, as it <em>closed</em> behind the trickster, as she scampered up, up, up to freedom. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jing</em> – the <em>some</em>thing hit her, hurt her, on her side, and then <em>stuck</em> there, hurting her more. <em>But the trickster had learned otherthings, by observing these silly, SOPHE humans. Not just that they cared too much when one was dead.</em> She pulled the <em>some</em>thing out of her blue skin, letting it fall to the stairs below her bare feet, letting it fall with her inky, shimmery dark blue blood. They would not use this trick again. They would not win this time. <em>Jingle,</em> <em>jingle</em>… Kyless <em>swayed</em> as she reached the top of the stairs, but kept <em>going</em>. <em>She needed to hide, and very soon, and very well.</em> She darted up more stairs, then a hallway, another boring, white, hallway, and then into another door. It was <em>open</em>, also.<br><br>This time there were no stairs behind the <em>open</em> door. Just boxes, with tiny, blinking lights. <em>Were thesethings kept from the Outside by human SOPHE agents too?</em> The trickster <em>slowly</em> stepped among them, <em>around</em> them. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. There were lots of them, these boxes with the blinking lights. This room, opposite all the rest, was quiet and <em>dark</em>. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Still <em>un</em>-visible, the trickster glanced around with her bright, golden eyes, looking for a way back to the Outside. There was a small <em>light</em>, at the end of the room. <em>Where was it appearing from? Why was there only one light?</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She began to <em>approach</em> it, the small light, the small, square of light, as more dark blue, inky, shimmery <em>blood</em> leaked from her hurt, down her side, and onto the soft floor beneath her bare toes.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>24-09-2020, 07:33:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. Only the skirt and shoes atm.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Let it come</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nerissa worshipped the way Albion kissed her. She loved the way it felt like he was burning with passion and she did her best to answer in his kisses with competing ardor. The way he spoke, or growled more like it, made her heart race wildly. When Albion’s lips touched her neck, Nerissa didn’t have enough capacity to think about the mission, or much else. Instead she tilted her head, offering willingly her neck for him to bite, letting a pleased moan escape from her lips as he did so. <br><br>Her body rocked from the power of his thrusts. Nera looked at the mirror, and down. She could see the lecherous vision of her cleanly waxed slit and how Albion’s cock moved in her pussy. It was covered in her juices, so far that she could see that even his hair was glistening from them. The sight alone was extremely erotic. The fox demon moaned quietly as she looked at the sight in the mirror. His cock stretched her inner walls in the perfect way, rubbing all the sensitive spots inside her. <br><br>“It’s okay… Albion, mmmh! You don’t need to hold back. Please, I want you to come inside me. Fill me… let me feel you coming inside me…” Her speech was breaking from panting and moaning, which she was trying to hold back with variable results. When Albion’s hand moved to her clit the girl closed her eyes. It felt so unbelievably good when he kept moving, rubbing and stirring her from inside. He felt hot and hard inside her sensitive pussy. And now he did even more to push her closer to the climax.<br><br>Nerissa didn’t care if Albion reached his orgasm before hers. He wouldn’t go soft instantly after that either way. Her slim body squirmed in the heat. The demoness panted her mouth open. “Albion, please… don’t stop… don’t stop now” Nera cried as the only thing in her mind was that she wanted him to keep thrusting her with his dick while vigorously rubbing her clit. “You… you are going to make me cum…” <br><br>Albion could feel it before her orgasm came, from the way her body moved and started to tense, the way her flesh quivered around him, squeezing him, milking him. “Ah! Ahhmnnn!” It feels too good. Oh my f…! You are going to kill me, Nera thought in the heat of the moment. It feels too good. I can’t… Her whole body tensed, twitching. Her face distorted from the immense pleasure. <br><br>The fox demons’ body slumped against the mirror like she didn’t have enough strength in her to keep herself properly up. Every small movement Albion made against her clit or inside her made her flinch strongly in her disorientated state. Her whole face was red. The girl was shuddering and heaving. For once she was speechless. All she could do was look for Albion’s&nbsp; with her eyes.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br></div></div>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>24-09-2020, 08:52:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A little fun in the stall<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">She's just too good for him</div><div class="spoiler_body"><em>'I ran from this all this time, but... My happiness was right here, waiting for me to let it in. Nerissa, I think you have more patience than you realize...'</em> During a few, close moments Albion found the time to allow himself to think, think about what he and Nerissa were now, think about what had taken him so long. It wasn't just sheer pleasure and lust coursing through his form, but happiness, delight, glee... The loving, eager vixen was taking everything he threw her way, welcoming it either open arms. She really wanted him to make sure her body remembered who it belonged to... She'd even allowed him to bite her neck, a maneuver that brought him no end of joy to perform. <br><br>"You see it too? See us... Together..." He whispered, teased against her ear as he watched her gaze travel downward along the mirror. He adjusted his thrusts to make sure she could see everything, remind her that this was no dream, this was truly happening to her. The things he was getting her to say though... Encouraging him to come inside her, they were like electricity coursing through his veins, making him shudder, twitch in their joining. She had given explicit permission for him to do this, as if he had aversions about whether he should or shouldn't. He couldn't tell her he likely would have done it whether she asked or not... Did this make him bad? Most likely...<br><br>"Stop? I wouldn't stop until we're both happy... I want you to come, so i can see the look on your face... When I come inside you..." He grunted quietly, nipping the tip of her ear and nibbling on it gently. The fuzz would probably never push him away as long as he knew Nerissa appreciated the gesture. His thumb and index digits rubbed and flicked the sensitive bundle of nerves, the flexing of her muscles drawing staggered, breathy groans and panting from the pallid male. His pace had picked up, even though Nerissa had reached her organ first, a warm rush of her essence splashing against his plunging muscle. The noise grew more audible, but Albion moved his hand from her clit to curling around her in an embrace, helping to support her againot his chest. "Little more..&nbsp; And then, you'll be...!"<br><br>Filled? Maybe that was what he wanted to say, his eyes closing as he plunged one last time, buried to the hilt and pressed deep against her core. The warm, geysering shots splashed deep inside, oozing into her core as the taller male slumped against her back. His heart was beating a mile a minute, his hair hanging messily over his eyes while he leaned to nuzzle against the side of Nerissa's head for affection. He dared not pull out until he was done, ensuring as much of his own essence was planted deep within her. All the while, he breathed gently, letting his tongue slide free to lick her cheek. "... Mine..."<br><br>His other hand slowly released her own, allowing her to move it for her needs as he maneuvered it to massage her side and stomach. "I'm... Sorry I lost control there..." There was probably much more he needed to apologize for, but he was... Just wiped and wanting to cuddle against her for a few moments, before the revelation of where they were and what they were supposed to do had dawned on them.<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>24-09-2020, 10:03:30</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. Only the skirt and shoes atm.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Confessions</div><div class="spoiler_body">Nerissa bit her lower lip not to make so much noise when Albion kept moving even after she had cummed. You are merciless! Don’t you know you should at least slow down now? The fox demon saw stars when the man kept going. The last powerful push made the girl moan and shiver as she felt how he sank his whole length into her, and then released his hot seed deep inside her. It made her whimper quietly. Simply knowing that Albion had marked her inner parts with his seed made her extremely happy, but when he even said ‘mine’ aloud, it made her smile grow bigger.<br><br>“No… Don’t start that apologising game now. If you say you regret this I’m going to hit you so hard you are going to spit your own teeth.” She didn’t have it in her to do something as violent as that to him, but saying it like that should make the point clear. “Now… Now you should say all the nice things. If you don’t know that to say… then just hold me tightly” Nerissa wondered if his hand massaged her belly on purpose or was it just something he happened to do, or like doing… <br><br>Thinking that made Nerissa return back to reality. What they just did… What if this would end up in her getting pregnant? Or was something Albion was going for? Nera doubt that. He was probably just as lost in the moment than she had been. “That felt amazing… I… If you call that losing control, then I hope you are going to lose your control with me often. It was such an exciting surprise from you to take me like that, like some wild man.” Nera said as her breathing was starting to calm down.<br><br>The demoness raised her hand so she could gently stroke his hair when he rested his head next to hers. Nerissa wanted to ask would she still be his when they left this booth, but she was too afraid to hear the answer. Maybe she should ask instead if he had planned on doing this more than once in the future… <br><br>Then Nerissa understood that she had just questions for Albion. He shouldn’t ask any of these things without letting him first know what she thought… and… that was… “Albion, you know that I have warm feelings for you. I trust you with my whole heart, I enjoy spending time with you and it always hurts me to see you miserable. I have made some good memories with you and you are always there for me when I need you the most. I know you don’t see even the fraction of all the good things you are, but in my eyes you are a good man. And you make me want you. I want your body, your touch. You have been in my thoughts often when I touch myself. <br><br>I waited for you. After what we shared on that yacht… I waited for you to reach me. I waited for you to ask me out, tell me you wanted to do more or… something, but you never did. You acted like nothing ever happened and because you are a man and it’s your duty to do the first move… I gave up. I understood that you weren’t interested, so I let it be. <br><br>I moved forward. I tried to find my place, find someone who would love me… and it always failed. And then I stopped trying. If someone approached me I said that I’m already with someone. You kept telling me that you don’t want a relationship every time it looked like we were getting too close, so I said that I was looking and I would keep looking because I didn’t want to make you feel bad. If I had told you that I’m not even trying because of you… you would have felt bad because you couldn’t give me what I wanted. Yet you gave me so much… you listen me, you support me through bad times, you keep me company and I feel safe when I’m with you… the only thing you didn’t give me was sex, and I thought that it wouldn’t matter because I could do every lewd thing I wanted to you in my thoughts when I pleasured myself. I thought that things could be like that forever…<br><br>Then… then today Lily acted so nervously when I connected you two that I thought that she might have some feelings for you. I had waited for you to do something, once again, after what we did at the gym, but… You know very well you brushed it under a rug. I wanted… No, I still want you to be happy even if it’s not with me. When you agreed to go on a date I thought that you were ready to move forward, ready to take a risk in order to be happy. You just didn’t want to take that risk with me. <br><br>When I saw you with Lily today… I… I was jealous. It’s such a ugly feeling! I know that you have been sleeping around and it didn’t bother me that much because I knew you didn’t put your feelings in it. You just… satisfied your needs. But it wouldn’t be like that with Lily. With Lily you could move forward, become happy and… our relationship would change. You couldn’t be there always for me, we couldn’t do the same things we do now and you wouldn’t have that much time for me. I understood that you might slip away from my life.<br><br>You still might. If you want to try your chances with Lily, I’m not going to stop you. I won’t interfere. We can keep this as a secret and no one needs to know. If she can make you happy I want you to go for it and do your best to become happy because you deserve it. It took me a long time to realize it, but now I know… and I want you to know too, that I love you” Nerissa spoke quietly. It was like a dam was broken. Her words came so effortlessly, in a long stream. The girl wanted him to know it all, so she told him everything before she would lose her courage to do so. Then she looked at Albion in silence and gently licked his lips. “I will be yours no matter what you do”&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br></div></div>&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>24-09-2020, 11:40:49</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> A little fun in the stall<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">And his response...?</div><div class="spoiler_body">"H-hey, ease up on the violence... There are a lot of things I regret and am sorry for... But not this. This was... A long time coming." Albion hummed quietly, still relishing in the closeness and comfort of being near Nerissa. She wanted him to say all the nice things, did he? "Where do I start? You were wild, exciting, tight, cute, lovely..." It was clear he was being funny about the moment, but a second later he kissed her cheek. "In my three years knowing you, I've never felt this good before... Like I just escaped a forest I've been trapped in and can move on."<br><br>It seemed she was just as mind blown about the whole endeavor as he was, but he felt a smile creep on his face when she confirmed she liked it. "Hmhm... You <em>want</em> me to lose control more often? We might not get much work done..." He joked, too tired to pull away from her when she pet his head gently. It was so warm and comfy next to her and she smelled so good in the moment. "I'll surprise you more often then..." There was only do or do not... There would be no trying here.<br><br>He couldn't begin to fathom the thoughts that ran through her mind, but if he did, he would begin to understand she held similar fears as he once did. The fear of knowing things you had now could be fleeting, taken away in a heartbeat. There was no more denying that there was something between them... If he ever needed more evidence than what was already presented between them, her honest confession that followed put things into perspective for him.<br><br>There was a long period of silence from the man as he listened to Nerissa bare her whole heart to him. It reminded himx way back, of that time they shared at his apartment... Back then she told him there were no more mysteries to her, and he knew there must have been more to the story. It felt relieving to know that there was, indeed, more to her story... So much more. The more he heard, the more stunned he became, realizing just how much suffering he'd caused the vixens over the years.<br><br><em>'Three, long years... Failed relationships, and every time you told me you were looking, you... You suffered with me? You... You silly fox, I was supposed to be the only idiot wallowing in their misery. You abated some of that by just... Touching yourself to me? ... Wait, is that why you steal my clothes...?'</em> The thought occurred to him, but he didn't let the thought undercut the honesty of her confession. How much bravery did it take for her to admit these things that the average person would lock away in their heart? <br><br>How much did it take to admit she felt jealousy toward a close friend who was in danger of taking Albion away from her? The man could finally see how deep the depths of affection Nerissa had for him reached... But she wanted him to be able to make a choice free of guilt. He had given her something she really wanted now, and now she would have been happy no matter who he chose to be with. They would still be friends... But he knew that wouldn't be true. Nerissa would always feel that pang of guilt, knowing what she felt for him, how close and yet so far he would be.<br><br>Once she was done, many things had been made clear... There would be no hard feelings no matter who he chose, and... She loved him. Those three words left the man more speechless than he already was, tears welling in his eyes. In the past, he'd been afraid of this, of Nerissa joining her life to him and giving him a point of vulnerability, but she taught him... He was already worried for her life, what was the point if he allowed himself to live in misery if he was going to fear for her safety? Why not allow himself to experience the kindness and happiness he denied himself over the years that she tried to bestow upon him?<br><br>"Nerissa, I... I'm happy that you want to step aside like that. You've shown the most courage and honesty out if the two of us in the three years we've known one another. You're willing to let another claim the happiness you wanted... I accept that reasoning... But I don't condone it." He shook his head, guiding a hand beside her head to caress her, as he pulled back to give her space to move. Slowly, he withdrew himself from her channel and turned her around so he could face her properly, looking into her misty eyes while his own revealed the tears that rolled down his cheeks from her confession.<br><br>"I told you I wanted to secure <em>my</em> happiness, two months back in my room... I said that you were responsible much of that happiness..." He spoke quietly, leaning against her as he pressed his forehead to hers gently. "I will <em>not</em> let you step aside and think you're helping me to be happy, because <em>you</em> are what makes me happy, Nerissa. You always have been..." His hand rose up brushing some of her disheveled hair aside as he leaned in gently.<br><br>"... So please, no more talk of stepping aside, no more not heres, no more maybes, no more talk of friends with benefits... I love you too, Nerissa, and... I've already made you mine." He finished with a smile, pushing in for a slow, soft, tongue-filled kiss. His hand crept behind her head, fingertips tangling in her pink hair as he made his choice, with no regrets.<br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>24-09-2020, 18:41:25</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. Only the skirt and shoes atm.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>It made her happy to hear Albion saying that he hadn’t felt this good before. “Mmh… I take that as a promise, so you better surprise me often. I’m sure no one will notice if our breaks stretch a bit longer. I have my room there and if you don’t feel comfortable doing anything there I could always start using my other car. It has a bigger interior…” Nerissa suggested with a playful glint in her eyes. “I want to go camping with you before it gets cold… Actually, I have a small place I could take you to some weekend.”<br><br>“Mmmh…” The girl made a small sound when he pulled out. She pressed her thighs together and sat on the bench, leaving the other side of the bench free for Albion. For once the human man was saying all the right things to her. Nerissa couldn’t stop smiling. “You are such a…” The fox demon sighed with tender frustration. ”You could have acted so much earlier and spared both of us from some hardships, but I’m not going to keep thinking about things in the past. This is what happened. Maybe things could have happened differently, in both good and bad, but I’m glad that it all came to this.”<br><br>The girl kissed his tears away one by one and looked at the man’s face then. He had been sweating and his make-up had suffered from it. It was nothing she couldn’t fix herself, but they would need to buy some beauty products. Albion’s skin tone was almost white compared to her lightly tanned skin. “Alon, you sweet thing… You are more emotional I thought. It’s okay. I’m here… and I will be here, right by your side forever.” Their forevers were different. Forever was a pitifully short period of time to the humans. Nerissa refused to think that. Three years ago when Nerissa had whispered in Albion’s ear that if they ever became more than friends she would shorten his name.&nbsp; <br><br>“I never talked about friends with benefits. Did you have something like that in your mind?” Nera grinned at him after the kiss. She wrapped her arms around the man and rested her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. She let time pass, simply enjoying from being near the man and basking in the after sex glow.<br><br>“We should… start to do what we were supposed to do” Nerissa said as she bent over to take a bottle from Albion’s bag. After taking the first sip she offered the soda bottle to the man. “We need to buy some things to fix your make-up. Your lipstick is all gone” The fox demon said with amusement and she brushed his lower lip with her thumb. “I imagined how our first time would happen. I had several different scenarios, but there wasn’t even one that was near this” Nera giggled and shook her head at the situation. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>24-09-2020, 21:39:24</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Remembering why he's here<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nothing at all. Again.<br><br><hr><br>"Heh... Alright, it's a promise then. I've never actually used my of my break time before in this way... Wait, you're planning locale this early? ... You might be dirtier than me." He pointed out, as if surprised by this... Before he smiled. "I think I could get used to this..." It was clear Nerissa was the incorrigible sort, and Albion himself was the sort to take advantage of a given situation, so there was no telling what the two of them would get themselves involved in. If their past track record was any indication, nothing good...<br><br>Maybe the camping thing though... That sounded like a legitimately good idea to him. "Camping... I haven't actually been camping in years, so... Yeah, if you ever get stricken by the fancy and you want to go camping out there, I'm along for the fun." the pale man smiled, wondering what kind of place Nerissa had. Was it a cabin? A temple? Any kind of idea just a little removed from civilization sounded exciting... Moving alongside the vixen, Albion sat down beside her and scratched his cheek. "I've been quite the pain, and there isn't an excuse for it... I'm just happy I can well and truly stop trying to hide from it. Your happiness, the truth..." A wry smile crept upon his features. Opening up felt a little strange, but the feeling of liberation was unquestionably good.<br><br>The change between them just... It helped so much, allowing the two to share more affectionate moments like this without concern of who saw them... Save for the fact they were still in a stall and needed to go somewhere safe. He'd forgotten how much time passed... "It was easy to ignore feelings and emotions a lot of the time... At least in the past it was. Then again, I was about as fun as sandpaper on soft bits." He added with an awkward sigh. To hear Nerissa would be by his side forever... "I know... I know you will. Until the day I die, I'm yours." He smiled, leaning in. "Alon... You want to use that? I... Could get used to that."<br><br>Though it seemed she was poking fun at his choice of words in confessing to her, leaving him to blink. "I can't remember... I thought maybe you said something about it back in my home, but then this event kind of... Blew my mind, maybe I was just thinking this could be mistaken for that... But when I... Forced my way in there, I knew what I wanted. I just had to go to war with myself a little bit and hear the truth I kept trying to hide from." He grinned, preferring to not let her know how that particular conversation went. As he reminded her once before, his mind was not a good place to be.<br><br>At the reminder, he gave a quiet laugh. "Oh, crap, you're right. I came in here to get fitted, and I did a different kind of fitting... And it was a perfect fit." He couldn't resist making the comment as he reached for the soda and took it, a small swig splashing into his mouth before he swallowed it down. "I mean, they were sacrifices for an important cause... But hey, at least you're still the best looking one in this stall. I was worried I might have bruised your neck earlier..." He winced, leaning against the wall with a pleased hum.<br><br>"I guess a lot of things don't work out for us the way we intend, but they still work out in a nice way. But Neri..." He started, guiding a hand to hers to hold. "You... Know there will be problems. I'm not the most problem-free man around, and there's still the situation with Lily..." He sighed, closing his eyes. "I don't know how she'll take it. Given how much we joke and she snark at me, maybe she won't take it too personally... But then she could very well hate me. If she did... I could live with that too, since I would deserve it for going behind her back... But for you, I'll take it. Because without you, I wouldn't even be here to contemplate this." His hand clenched, squeezing hers gently.<br><br>"Alright... Enough doom and gloom, we gotta get me pretty again for tonight." He laughed, wanting to shift things back to a more pleasant atmosphere as he leaned in and kissed her cheek. "So... How should I start getting dressed...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>24-09-2020, 22:12:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Building Tensions</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/DLM6Wh8.jpg)</div><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Leasick Valshanner (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15505003#msg15505003)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, 11:00 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Yumi Katsura Bridal Store (Outlet)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory, Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Suited up (https://i.imgur.com/ndcijWY.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>Ah... That was too bad.<br><br>That simple thought about summarized what went through Leasick's head as he received the most awkward of rejections perhaps ever witnessed in recorded history. As if in a daze, it barely registered that he had moved from his grasp, taking hold of his hand, instead, as if trying to comfort him. Perhaps, with all his bravado and boldness, he had forgotten that there was, in fact, still a beating, human heart inside his chest.<br><br>That heart was stinging a bit right now.<br><br>At first he could not look at her, instead his eyes simply peered at a point past her shoulder, but even that was not a fixed location. It was the entrance of Kevin, though, that brought him out of his stupor. A soft smile formed on his lips, unreadable in its true emotions, as was the rest of his face. Was he calm? Was he sad? Leasick himself had trouble deciding that, even.<br><br><strong>"Heh... Marriage is lost cause for me, Kevin!"</strong> he said as he cocked his head backwards a little, looking over to where the even awkwarder redhead stood in the doorway. Gently, his hand tore itself away from Mallory's grasp as he took a step back. And then another. <strong>"I'll go see to the bill and collect your card. Don't worry about it further, I'll drop it off at HQ with mine."</strong><br><br>Grabbing his normal clothes, he slipped on his jacket before heading towards the sole exit the room had. Passing by Kevin, he simply patted the younger man on the shoulder twice before moving past and exiting the scene. Reaching the front desk, his mask with the charming smile had been put back on and he handled the bill as promised, collecting the card while asking the clerk to give Mallory and Kevin the room for a bit to chat, saying they're close childhood friends and had some things to talk about. Those were no lies.<br><br>Then, he set off, exiting the shop and returning to where he'd parked the motorcycle. Taking care not to tear or dirty his new outfit, he willed the machine to life with a roar and set off without a word, making a detour around the downtown area to clear his head a bit before returning to the SOPHE headquarters. After parking in the silent garage, he sat there for a bit. Taking out his phone, he looked up a certain picture that had been taken earlier. <br><br><strong>"You should really be more confident in your body, Mallory..."</strong> he muttered to himself with a chuckle as his thumb tapped the delete button, removing the data from the device completely. <strong>"I knew you'd look amazing in lingerie though..."</strong> And while chuckling to himself, he stepped off the bike, leaving all thoughts and feelings to be forgotten and tossed into nothingness, much like the picture of Mallory that he just deleted. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>25-09-2020, 00:44:38</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. Only the skirt and shoes atm.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>“Oh, I do think you are dirty alright. You just need to learn to be dirty when you are sober. It will be my pleasure to teach you in that, but just in case that I would be dirtier of us, do you mind? If you want to only do things behind closed door, under a blanket every sunday I think I could get used to… “ It would get frustrating at some point, but she could get used to that despite that. When Albion sat next to her the girl leaned against his side immediately. “I haven’t been camping in years either. To be honest, I don’t know much about camping, so I will have to leave most of it in your capable hands.”<br><br>“Hmm… You have been challenging at times, but you have changed into better. It has been a slow process, but we all handle things differently. I will be looking forward to seeing how you are going to keep changing… and I have a feeling that in a way you aren’t even changing, you are just becoming yourself, the one you were before this world was turned upside down.” <br><br>Nerissa squeezed his hand in hers and kissed his knuckles softly. I know that you are going to leave me alone someday. Even if you don’t want to, time will take you from me. If I could give my time to you, I would. Some hundred or thousands years together would be enough for her. She couldn’t be the only one who had this problem… Maybe there was a way to do something about it. After all there were demons who could drain life out of living beings and spells to do that. It would need something like that with lots of modification. “I would like to use it when we are alone. Right now… I don’t even know if you want to make this public or keep us as a secret. Oh. Did you leave a bruise? I’m weird like that I like to be bitten, but biting my shoulder will work just as well if you want to bite a bit harder.” The demoness tilted her head to let him see if he had left a mark. “If there is a mark it’s not a big deal. Your scars were covered and so can be one small bruise covered too.” <br><br>She nodded at his mention about problems and let out a long sigh. “I know. We need to discuss about some of your activities outside work and this new reveal of you being a player. Lily on the other hand… I truly don’t know how it will go. I don’t remember her talking of you like she has a crush on you, but on the other hand that means nothing. It might be she doesn’t like sharing things like that, or not to me anyway. It’s not your fault alone Albion. We both made this such a mess… If I hadn’t set you two up we wouldn’t have this problem now, but that can’t be changed anymore. Now we just have to deal with the consequences. I hope from the bottom of my heart that Lily doesn’t have deep feelings towards you so this won’t hurt her that much… Either way, I want to be there when you tell her. I tell. Anyway, we should do it as soon as possible to avoid more damage. Maybe not before the mission or during it because we need everyone to focus on the mission.” Nerissa was deeply worried how Lily would take it. She tried to put herself in Lily’s shoes, and if she was in the same situation much would depend from that did she have feelings for the one who decided to fool around her back and eventually turn her down. If Toshiro brought her news like this, she wouldn't be heartbroken.<br><br>When Albion closed to give her cheek a kiss the girl quickly turned her head so his kiss landed on her lips. The fox demon wagged her tail, amused by her little trick. “You start from lingerie. Do you own something to put under the dress or should we buy something? Start with this” Nera said and stood up. She took the bra and assuming that Albion’s knowledge of bras was limited in how to take them off, she helped him to put it on. After some adjusting she began stuff the bra with the chicken cutlets.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>25-09-2020, 08:18:47</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa,<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Remembering why he's here<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A bra<br><br><hr><br>"You're never going to let me forget that drunken evening, are you? I know it isn't my best memory... To be honest, neither was waking up bound to my bed like it was a wild house party, but I understand the circumstances more." Albion shook his head, before he frowned. "Hey, what do you take me for, plain vanilla? I like a little excitement as much as the next guy." He grinned with delight, reminding Nerissa of what they had done and where. There was something so comforting about Nerissa leaning against him. "I'm not sure you want to do that, a lot can happen to you stuck with just me outside of civilization."<br><br>Though he spoke those words, there was an undeniable sense of interest in thinking about a day or two away from responsibility and just enjoying nature. Ih, perhaps they could even visit hot springs like they talked about months back? A nice, mixed gender bath for just the two of them would be amazing... Of course, they would still need to locate a place that allowed that in the first place.<br><br>It was, however, encouraging to hear he had been changing for the better. "I mean... This has to be an improvement over near-emotionless, suicidal assassin. It did take a very long time... Around a year or less to remember how to genuinely laugh and smile instead of fake it for company, and then... All of that time after to experience your feelings and kindness and try to figure out how I wanted to reply to them. I feel like this is after common thing for us strictly-trained guys." Albion sighed, realizing Kevin was probably in the same boat. Maybe... He would have to give him a nudge in the right direction.<br><br>He couldn't blame Nerissa for her awkwardness... She was worried about whether it should be public or a secret. He did not mind public, but his fears were a different story. If it were public, others would know they could use her to get to hin, or vice versa. "I... Would like for us to be public. I've discovered what makes me happy, and although I am afraid to show it openly, I would rather you know I was proud to show us together than hide us and make you think I do so for other reasons." He did, after all, rent hookers before... As well as the situation earlier today with the ring making him sound like a player (in a way, it had come true...).<br><br>It made him... Oddly happy to know she didn't mind being bitten, to which he smiled. "Well, if you don't mind, then maybe I'll have to do more than give you friendly licks from time to time .." He trailed off, flashing her a toothy smile. In truth, any mark he left on her was not as pronounced as it could have been. He enjoyed lovebites, and knowing she was okay with them was especially comforting... As well as knowing her shoulder was fair game too. <em>'I don't think you realize how much you're spoiling me, Neri...'</em><br><br>However, she stopped him dead when she mentioned the thing about him being a player. "About that... That's a special situation which I might need to be clothed to explain to you properly about... And you might need to be a little cooperative. The Lily thing, though... Yeah, it's going to be rough, no matter what." He frowned, before his eyes widened. "Neri... I know you don't like getting yelled at, but are you sure? I can just... Take all the blame. If I can at least preserve your friendship with her, I don't mind taking the bullet. But if it's what you're sure of... Well, I at least hope you don't take the brunt of it. You are right, though, that it would be best to do it sometime after the mission." Any kind of distraction would not be a good thing here... Especially when they were already going in functionally blind, so to speak. <br><br>However, the doom and gloom could wait, it was time to get dressed... Or at least test the dress. He snorted when she made sure the kiss landed on her lips, before he moved a hand to pet her head. "I really think I could get used to this... In any event, I... Don't think I've ever bought anything but I... Might have something back in the house that could work. Don't ask... Actually, just incase, let's get what we need while we're here, because if it doesn't fit, we'll be wasting time." He sighed, slipping into the bra with relative ease. He'd expected it to be more complicated than that, considering he was more used to taking them off than putting them on, but Nerissa certainly proved him wrong.<br><br>"This is still embarrassing no matter how I try to look at this... But I guess this will work just fine with the dress. Wait, should I also put on panties for this too? I mean, I know I'll have to later, but..."<br><br>&nbsp;I'll take 'Things Alby Never Expected To Say In His Life' for 500, Alex.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>26-09-2020, 02:33:12</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> October 21st, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hotel Suite<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Seriously? So what was the point?<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Slightly crumpled uniform and a disappointed look</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> With his eyes closed and a smile on his face, the old War Demon waited for the pleasure, wondering if after tonight, he could talk to Nera and Riko. Nerissa had always had a crush on him, and he'd never entertained it because he always felt it was just a harmless little thing, but after hearing her true feelings tonight... Well he would've had no problem opening his heart and home to her. And he was sure Riko wouldn't either. With the death of her husband and her being alone, his wife would have probably <em>insisted</em> that Azmodiel spend a good chunk of his time with her at first to get her used to the idea of loving both of them. It would be nice, he thought, to have a demoness who was already so close get even closer. But it seemed his thoughts had been a bit rushed, as instead of feeling soft, tender lips and maybe a hint of teeth as his pants were removed, instead he felt dainty fingers lacing with his and then a kiss.<br><br>&nbsp;A confused "hmmph" came muffled from his lips as he instinctively leaned into the kiss, but as he opened his eyes, he could see the disappointment in hers. And then, as Nerissa started to speak, the confusion on his face remained while he listened to...in his mind, the nonsense that was coming from the little fox. But being alive for as long as he had, and going through as much as he had, his patience and discipline allowed him to sit there and listen. She continued to talk, and nothing made sense, as apparently she just jumped to her own opinion and conclusion without even asking him. Then she wanted to act as if everything was okay.<br><br>And after everything, after coming onto him, and him going out of his way to not only accept her feelings and his own that he'd held off on for her sake, but he asked his wife as well and had her full blessing. She assumed she knew his ways and that sex was just that. A plug to fill a hole. A scratch for an itch. And tonight, it would have been that, since it was quite literally <em>exactly</em> what she asked for, but then she decided that pure sex needed emotion and attachment and decided in the same thought that he couldn't give it.<br><br>She actually thought in her silly little head that a man who'd lived and loved and lost for 10,000+ years didn't know how to care for more than one person at a time. Foolish little fox. The mood died there, and as she continued to lightly touch him, the full erection quickly wilted, and he simply continued to look at her. When she finished, she asked if she could just lay by his side, and he sighed, rolling out of the bed and making sure his pants were still on. "Heh, it's funny. The entire time I've been alive, different people have told <em>me</em> different things about <em>myself</em>, like they know better than I do. I didn't think you'd join that list, Nerissa. I thought after getting us this far, you'd at least go the distance, or try to."<br><br>Pausing for a moment, he paced back and forth, hands on his hips, words formulating in his brain. He wasn't mad; okay he was, but he was mainly extremely disappointed and as he always did when he could, he would educate someone. "You're right about some things, and wrong about others. But that's what happens when you <em>assume</em>, Nera. You make an ass out of you and me. That's a human term but it fits here I think." His red eyes narrowed as he spoke, and he remembered to push the anger away and make it nothing to him. "I <em>would</em> have shown you so much pleasure you wouldn't be able to walk without remembering what we did to each other. And while my heart wouldn't be open right now, that wasn't what you asked for.<br><br>&nbsp;But after tonight, we could've talked. And you would've have discovered that Riko is not my first wife. And she is not the first woman that I've given my heart, soul, mind, and aura to. Nor is she the only person I've shared my love with at once. You never thought to ask how much I could give, and instead decided that after teasing me for all this time. After discovering that I could feel the same. After discovering I wanted you as much as I <em>thought</em> you wanted me...that just sex on the first night isn't enough...without even trying for more. And this is <em>after</em> I killed five people who wanted your life, which didn't douse your fire at all." He sighed again, turning his back on her and rubbing his forehead. <br><br>"It's not just that you can't separate feelings from sex. You can't separate your heart from your mind, which means you can't think clearly, nor realize that things aren't always cast in absolutes; like I can <em>only</em> love my wife, which means I can't love you given time and effort, like real love should. Or that sex without emotion can't evolve. You have to get your priorities straight or the next time this happens, it could happen to someone who will be more upset that you broke their heart, than just disappointed you led them on and wasted their time. " And that was how he felt. She'd done just that, and now it had damaged the relationship they did have, as Azmodiel didn't simply ask his wife about anyone. Currently, a few very close friends blessed the Tetsuda's with their time and passion here and there, but it was mainly Az and Riko. Plenty of room was left in their lives for someone to enter.<br><br>Their relationship was special and her opinion mattered to him so much that even after asking for permission with Nerissa, if she'd said no, he would have dropped it there. But since she didn't, he knew Riko would be able to love her as much as Azmodiel, and would have accepted her easily. He wouldn't treat her badly in the future, as he'd never treat anyone badly on purpose aside from his enemies, and even them he treated honorably. Instead, he would simply lose that receptiveness he had for the flirting, for all the touching and teasing. Why entertain it if it was just a tease that would never go anywhere? If only, if only. Sighing once again, this time causing steam to billow from his nose, he walked toward the balcony.<br><br>&nbsp;"I'll be back to bed. I just need some time to meditate and void this pent up tension and stress or I'll explode." Walking away from her, he strode out to the balcony and sat with his legs crossed, placing his hands on his knees and closing his eyes to focus on his meditation and his breathing. Over the next short while, he grew incredibly still, but as he did, the air around him warbled and distorted from the heat that was pouring off of him, and as the heat increased, his excitement died down, as well as the aggravation. When the heat returned to normal temperatures, he opened his eyes and was calm. <br><br>The lust was gone, the anger, the disappointment. He'd voided it all, and now the Commander was back, and surprisingly tired. "I'll see you in the morning, and we'll get you a security detail while we figure out next steps regarding the people who came after you. I'm sure I left enough for somebody to find a clue. Let's get some sleep," he finally said with the normal air of warmth and casualness that usually came with him. Then he shifted back to his human form(his horns shredded pillows in his sleep sometimes) and laid down, offering Nerissa a final sad smile before tucking a pillow under his head and closing his eyes to try and let sleep claim him. He was done with tonight and ready for tomorrow, and then he could leave everything here in this room and get back to work.<br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>26-09-2020, 18:23:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion | Mentions: Kevin, Lily, Mallory, Toshiro <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. <br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>“You forgot it all by yourself. If you wouldn’t feel so much regret from that night I think you might like those memories. I remember it… and I will confess to you that I had more fun than I should have. Teasing you was so much fun I couldn’t control myself.” Nerissa told with a mischievous smirk. “Oh no. I would never take a man, who got so much turned on by being hit right in the face with a spatula and spanking my bottom with his hand, as plain vanilla.”<br><br>Her thoughts wandered on bright summer days, long wild grass, sighing of trees and chirping of birds… and something else. “Mmh… I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t trust you. You have my full trust. You can take me anywhere you want, and I will feel safe as long as you are by my side. I don’t think it’s possible to love someone without trust.” She sat down and crossed her legs. The fox demon didn’t bother to even pull her skirt down as she reached out to take her phone. Her finger flicked the screen as she searched for something. “I don’t know why we haven’t gone here before, but I have this place (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/36/3e/c7/363ec731159660440a6af0b4f13cc492.jpg)… It’s two hours drive away, but it’s quiet there. There are no neighbors near. It would be just two of us and the nature around us.” Nera told him and let him see a photo of her cabin in the woods. “Oh, Albion, I’m entrusting in that a lot will happen when we are alone outside of civilization. I want to see your worst and best. I want it all.” There was a challenging sparkle in her eyes as she said that and slowly licked her lips.&nbsp; <br><br>“It’s an improvement without doubt! You have come a long way, and there is still a long way to go, but I will be with you now. You don’t need to feel like you have to endure it all alone. I know you have had it rough, but you didn’t break. You survived and that makes me unbelievably proud of you!” She reached for his hand and kissed his knuckles while looking up at the man with those big, loving eyes. “Mmh… It might be common for strictly-trained guys, but I wouldn’t say it’s a rule. There are people who are better at switching their work me off when off duty and then people like you… whose idea of free time is take whatever it takes to mess up your head so you can’t remember a thing. And then there is Kevin. I doubt he knows what taking time off even means. In a way I feel bad for him… I believe he genuinely wants to do the right thing and… it feels like he is waiting for Mallory and wasting his life away while doing that. I have told Mallory that she should take a step forward with him or let him go and be happy, but... “ Nerissa shrugged. “It’s not really my business to interfere on it. More than I have already. Looks like triangle drama is the word of today…”&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The demoness slipped her phone back to her purse and rolled her skirt back down while listening to Albion. “You make it sound so serious saying you need to be clothed and needing my cooperation. Well, I will show my cooperation. We can discuss that when you offer me dinner.” She snatched her shirt from the floor and shook it a couple of times before she pulled the shirt back on. A quick glance at the mirror showed that she looked exactly like one who just got ravished. <br><br>“I don’t like being yelled at, but I know what I did is wrong. I need to face the consequences of my own actions. As much as I would like to let you take all the blame, I can’t. Lily isn’t stupid. You couldn’t make it look like it’s only your fault without some heavy lies. No. We are going to tell her the truth, beg for forgiveness and… hope for the best. If our friendship is based on lies it’s not real. I genuinely hope that Lily will find the forgiveness in her heart, but... “ Nerissa sighed and looked at the bottle she was rolling in her hands. “...it might not happen. Toshiro is going to be much easier to deal with. I don’t know why he exactly agreed to this in the first place… It's a little odd now that I think about it. Maybe he was just bored and took a chance to have some fun? If you feel like taking a bullet for me, you can handle Toshiro. He will forgive anything as long as it’s you.” At least that’s what she thought. <br><br>“Wait, are you saying you have panties of adult man’s size at your home?” With a deadpan face the fox demon looked at Albion. “Albion, you are such a slut! I feel like I’m not ready to know just how active and variable your sex life is. Why do you keep stuff like that? Do you hope they come back to collect their used underwear or are they your trophies?” Nerissa shook her head. If she had to find something positive from this it was that Albion sure must have lots of energy to spend.<br><br>“Hm… You want panties? I meant that, do you have boxers or something like that at home. You know, things men usually wear under their clothes? If someone gets that handsy with you that he knows what you have under your skirt I think we have found at least one creep at that point. But! If you want panties, I will get you a pair!” Nerissa said and stood up. She brushed her hair with fingers to make it look less of a bed hair. Her own lace panties were wet so she just tossed them in Albion’s paper bag. “Do you want a thong, a g-string, a hipster, briefs or something else?” Nerissa asked like she assumed that Albion knew every type of women’s underwear. “Whatever I’m getting I guess we have to buy it after fitting because…” She made a meaningful glance at the man’s crotch. “I should have licked that for you when it was still fresh.” The demoness took a small packet of wet wipes from her purse and opened it, looking at Albion like she was asking did he want her to give him a hand.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>26-09-2020, 20:34:56</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Black Box</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/JCoNFHJ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lily Jimenez<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 4th, 2020, 11:15 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, IT Office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Invisible Kyless<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her usual hoodie and jeans<br><hr><br>The search was on. Or it would have been on were it not for a set of distinct popping sounds that Lily had learned to identify with gunfire. It could be that the soldier boys were training, but they had special rooms for that, and IT wasn't near any of them. A few more taps here and there and Annie was telling her about a general alert which wasn't so general as no one had bothered to tell her, or any of the other civilian types about it. Just a general get your asses over here with as many tranqs as you can, and nastier more deadlier arms weren't out of the question. And for all that is good and pure, <strong>DO NOT LET ANYONE NEAR HERE IF YOU VALUE THEIR LIFE</strong>. And Lily could not help but notice that she was nearer to Near Here than most would deem reasonable.<br><br>Lily was not a reasonable person, however.<br><br>She didn't hear anything. She certainly didn't see anything. But... she smelled... well it smelled like Christmas. Not so much Christmas in itself as the deep tones of cinnamon and chocolate that constitute champurrado, and which, for Lily, meant Christmas in times past. Accompanied, when she perked up her ears in response, to a jingling sound. For a moment, Lily hypothesized that this place had finally gotten to her and driven her batshit crazy.<br><br>But all that training hadn't gone to waste. Chief among it was trust your instincts when things seem to go strange. No not those instincts Lily. Why the hell do you have those instincts? Most people were not big fans of Lily's instincts, or how she acted on them. This time though, she trusted the right ones and dropped from her chair, closing Annie just a bit to put a limit on the light stream going out. If on the off chance something was out there, and she wasn't just having a delayed PTSD reaction to reading Dickens novels, she'd have been better served to closing Annie completely, but her dependence on her electronic companion precluded that. <br><br>Now huddled behind one of the desks she peered back out towards the scent and the sound, and saw...<br><br>Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Lily closed her eyes and did that breath regulating thing Dr. Date had told her about. Maybe she was going crazy.<br><br>Or maybe Santa had finally realized what a rotten person she was and had decided to do something about it. In either case, she'd manage. She always did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>26-09-2020, 23:48:28</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory Minato|Mentioned: Reckley Stiles<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Breather<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br><hr><br>"Maybe we could make it... maybe we could." Kevin stood thoughtful for a moment, If there was anyone in the world he'd like to make an attempt at running away with, it would definitely be Mallory. She just... got him. And the way she was with him, she sort of was with everyone. She just made you want to be your best. And made you think you could. But running away was not the answer. Even though realizing that only filled Kevin with regret.<br><br>Home was not fun. Mom was upset. Dad was just plain mad. The school had made it sound like it was all his fault. But to be fair, being an asshole wasn't technically a violation listed in the student handbook. Had Kevin not gotten there when he did, he was sure that Reckley would have tried something that was. Explaining that to his parents did not help - Mallory got Kevin. Kevin's parents most definitely did <em>not</em> get Mallory, or their son's devotion to her.<br><br>At least that's what they told him.<br><br>Most sons would be grounded. Kevin - he got worse. His punishment was delineated in miles, in repetitions, in bruises fairly dealt as a part of training, both received and given. Strangely, they didn't even try to tell him to stay away from Mallory. Perhaps they did understand, just a little.<br><br><hr><br>The fact that Kevin wasn't suspended was a testament to his parents' influence. Or perhaps someone in the school wanted Kevin to get what was truly coming to him. Reckley was a quick learner - one had to give him credit for that. Now that he had gotten Kevin's attention, he didn't have to resort to subtlety. Which meant that he got to bring six of his friends - let's be honest, we're dealing with Kevin - <em>pay</em> six of his friends to come pay ol' Kev a little visit after school. They figured it was good money, if not easy, as Kevin would still be far more interested in taking down Reckley than them. And if that happened, they'd run and probably get away with it. If they got Kevin first, well, he deserved it.<br><br>Kevin was good. But seven to one is not a pretty sight, and soon Kevin was getting the worst of it. Even after the the three he took down had beaten their retreat, he was hardly in a position to take on the other four. This is what his dad had told him - take down one, more will rise to take his place. Bloodied and battered, clothes torn at the elbows and knees, he was mostly on defense now, swiping back as one or the other moved forward to take a shot. It was going to be the death of a thousand pin pricks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>27-09-2020, 02:22:55</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Building Tensions</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div>NAME: Kevin Finch<br>DAY: June 15th, 2021, 11:00AM<br>LOCATION:Wedding Place<br>TAGGING: Mallory, Leasick<br>EXTRA: And You Thought He Was Confused Before<br>WEARING: Camos - like always . Including knife and pistol<br><hr><br>"Uh... I wouldn't say that... I... uh..." Kevin was now more confused than ever. This was all a ruse, right? Just an excuse to get their clothes without drawing attention to the real mission. It wasn't as if Leasick might have feelings for her. Which was something he hadn't considered. And once it had crossed his mind, he had to admit it was weird because despite the fact that his close relationship with Mallory was thrown into his face on a constant basis, he hadn't seriously thought of anyone romantically approaching her since Reckley. <br><br>Then again, he had wasted Reckley.<br><br>Then again, Reckley was a Top-Tier douchebag who hadn't any real intentions beyond pissing Kevin off and enjoying Mallory until he got bored. To compare Leasick to Reckley was unfair to the former to the point of nauseating. Honestly, giving it some thought, he didn't mind the idea of Mallory and Leasick. On an intellectual level. On a purely emotional level, one need only point out the fact that he had gone running to the Bridal Shop at the very hint of such a thing.<br><br>He had barely enough time to react before Leasick was already gone. Which still left him wondering what the heck he was doing hanging around a bridal shop.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>27-09-2020, 03:14:57</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa | Mentioning Kevin, Mallory, The Prisoner Kyless<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Remembering why he's here<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A bra<br><br><hr><br>"Hopefully I'll be able to recover those memories one day, then. Can't say I'm not enjoying the idea of a small block of my memory being such a blank, but at least you were there to remember it... Conversely, you get to hold it over my head like s proverbial carrot, which... Sounds about right for you." Albion huffed, more in a playful manner than an annoyed one. The fact that she had fun teasing him was enough to put his mind at ease. Knowing she was teasing meant she was having fun, and if she was having fun, then all was right with him. "Alright, look, I have a sliiiight inclination for a little pain, but I got turned on getting hit in the face by a spatula...? I think my pain tolerance while I'm drunk is next level then..."<br><br>However, it was reassuring that Nerissa admitted to trusting him that much, even if he didn't feel he deserved that trust after what he'd done to her. However, it was probably because it was him that she trusted him that much and didn't react with fear or dislike. "... Thanks, Neri. Makes me feel weird to hear something like that spoken so boldly... But it's a good kind of weird. It makes me realize just how much affection I was missing out on after I joined the organization." He rubbed his neck in embarrassment. It really did take guts and courage to bare your heart like that, and fear of rejection was always a killer. However, it was how you acted if it occurred that determined how one shuld be viewed, and to him... He couldn't be angry at her if their roles were reversed and she rejected him.<br><br>It was supposed to be part of life. Sometimes you found someone that worked, sometimes you didn't. You either preservered and kept searching, or you gave up... Now he had his someone, and... He needed to treat them like they wanted to be treated: With affection, kindness, and love... Most things he hadn't gotten used to sharing on such an intimate level for years. <em>'Do your best, Remington... You've gotten this far by stopping the denial of your feelings, now you need to follow through and welcome hers into your life... And answer them properly.'</em><br><br>It was hard to look at Neri and the things she did without feeling some sense of attraction or arousal, but now that they had done this, it seemed all bets were off. She could sit in ways that she didn't mind how he saw her, perfectly unaware (or maybe fully aware) while she looked at her phone. "A cabin? You really own one? That's impressive... Though, before today I might be a little worried being there with you if it was just us. Now... I'm still a little worried, but for entirely different reasons." Reasons he could tell she knew perfectly when she spoke her next comment and licked her lips like a fox who knew it had a meal on its hands.<br><br>"Between you and me, I would rather stay feeling like this than the way I did before... It's a little uneasy still, but there's no sense of misery. Even when we weren't together, it felt better knowing I had a friend who wouldn't leave me alone. I guess that's part of why I could live like that so long..." He hummed softly. Being with friends could sustain him for quite a while inbetween his bad habits... But having an anchor in his life was probably the greatest boon he could ever ask for.<br><br>"Mm... It wasn't a good feeling, but between all that and just having you people at work, I could live with it, even if it was far from healthy. I'm glad Kevin hasn't turned out like I did, but I do think he throws himself into his work too much." He frowned, before giving a quick chuckle. "I guess in a way we both saw them and thought they needed a nudge in the right direction, but at the same time we can't really interfere too much. Especially considering our own predicament." Nerissa had been quite right about the triangle drama comment. Reminding himself he'd never been on a true date before, taking Nerissa to dinner would be an interesting experience. He just hoped he didn't mess it up somehow.<br><br>Albion could only frown as Nerissa resolved to endure whatever she had coming to her. "You've got a point... I can't underestimate Lily's intellect. If she knows my habits from how much we've interacted over the last year, she wouldn't think I would be solely capable of this." He spoke, shaking his head. "I still think maybe you're a bit worried... I'll be more in trouble, especially after the player comments earlier... But if we want to be truthful about this... Then we should be ready for anything. I lIke Lily as a friend, but... It may be for the best if i can make her hate me, so she can move on sooner than getting hung up over it." Which would be an easy endeavor for hin, but one that did not account for Lily's own feelings on the matter. They could plan, but she was the wild card here. How she reacted and responded would determine how they could handle this.<br><br>By comosrison, Toshiro seemed a simpler prospect. "I always got the feeling he had misgivings about Calder demons, so somehow I feel like he might not be too bent out of shape about it. At worst he may just see it as typical Calder trickery, but I don't think he would think you did it to be malicious... I hope." At the least, Albion knew his dislike of Calder demons was far less fanatical than his own of War Demons, given he actively worked with the Prisoner to better understand her.<br><br>Being accosted about the underwear, he should have expected. "No, you dolt. I just have a collection of lady's underwear at home, of various sizes because guests were expected to leave by morning and tended to rush out... Usually forgetting some of their clothes." He sighed... But she was right, he was a slut. "If they remember, sure, they can have it back, but no one has ever done it. Usually just means I have to do a little more laundry, but nothing I haven't done before. .. Did I find something that weirds you out? Well then, one point to me." He gave a playful laugh. Even though in the long run, Nerissa would easily win in weird factors.<br><br>"I mean, yeah, I have boxers, but anyone who looks under the dress might find it suspect I'm wearing boxers instead of panties... And yes, for your reference, I can wear boxers if I feel like it. It's just more comfortable to go without, but I don't have the luxury to do that here." He shrugged. Once Nerissa started rattling off the different pairs, he blinked and shook his head. "Nothing too extravagant, just something to hide me reasonably well. Briefs would work fine, and hipsters probably fit the bill... Maybe boyshorts too." He moved his hand to his chin in ponder. The comment of doing it after fitting, however, brought his attention downward, before he blinked.<br><br>"... Right, that's a thing. Don't worry, I've got it. I'm more worried if you do it, we may not leave this stall for a while." He shook his head, retrieving the wipe from her hand and getting to work cleaning himself down below from the aftermath of their activities. There was, at least, no shame in cleaning himself openly like there might have been at literally any other time in his life, but he wouldn't dwell on the thought now. "Talking about underwear, now I'm curious: How much do you have?"<br><br>The real surprise would be seeing just how exotic the underwear Nerissa had could be. Someone like her probably had more than a few fun pieces of clothing around. "I also know we need to leave here soon to pick up a swimsuit for me but I wonder how feasible it would be given... You know, what ee have to reveal..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>27-09-2020, 08:04:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion |Mentions: Lily <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. Only the skirt and shoes atm.<br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>“I didn’t even hold you back when I hit you, but that was just because you were trying to grope me under my skirt. You are really creepy when you are drunk… With some time I’m sure I’m going to find out just how much pain you like” Nera said with the most wicked smile. “I have noticed that you can be dense about these kind of things, so I have to tell things in the way that even you can understand them. I doubt you would understand subtle hints. Maybe if I keep showering you with compliments and signs of trust you will at some point learn to return all that to me.” Nerissa wasn’t expecting much from him. Albion probably didn’t know how to show his affection properly, and Nera could wait for him to learn. He wasn’t completely cold even now. Albion didn’t seem to have problems with fondling her ears, cuddling and kissing. That would get him far, and it probably wouldn’t be the end of the world if Albion never learned to tell about his feelings verbally.<br><br>“Yea. It’s going to be fine! No need to be worried! I will be looking forward to our little weekend escape from all the stress and worries. I have been renting the place in Air BnB sometimes. A friend’s kid takes care of the place and she gets a cut from the rent money in return. So everything should be in perfect order there for our visit. Ah. Do you want to see how it looks from inside?” Nera asked and offered her phone to the man. The furniture suited the cabin. The place looked just as prestigious from inside as its outerior. Though Albion might not pay as much attention to the decoration and equipment of the place as Nera hoped. In more than one of those pictures was a tall human man. Probably closer to Toshiro’s height than to Albion’s. He seemed to be in his early thirties. <br><br>Albion had seen what was Nerissa’s type. Certain kind of people definitely attracted her, and everyone she had dated was a serious downgrade from the guy in the photos. With his perfect bone structure, chiseled jaw, straight nose and piercing blue eyes he could have been a model. His dark hair was cut short. His muscular body was topless in one of the pictures, showing his broad shoulders, strong arms and well defined muscles. He had a long scar, going down the side of his jaw to his neck. And that wasn’t the only one. There were others on his upper body, from the picture it was impossible to say was he completely naked behind the counter. They were marks from old battles. In his left hand was a gold wedding band. In the pictures where the man looked directly at the viewer he had a warm, loving smile, but even that smile couldn’t hide that small shadow in his eyes. This was the look of someone who had killed. His posture supported that thought. The dark haired man had a posture of someone with a military background.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>“I do hope that Mallory and Kevin won’t waste so much time coming in term with the truth, that is they are meant to be together, that they will regret all the lost time. And Lily… I don’t think you should try to make her hate you. That’s one way of lying to her. Even if your motives are good, I think you should let things go as they go. I don’t know how deep her feelings run but she should have the right to move on at her own pace and decide if she wants you out of her life completely or keep the friendship.” Nerissa tilted her head as she looked at the man. “I don’t have trophies like that… But you can have your own little quirks.” For now. They might need to discuss the future of his trophy collection at some point. “Okay. So I will try to find you something that gives some support. Mmh? You think so? If you have enough energy left to be worried that we are going to be stuck here for a longer time, you are going to make me one happy woman.”<br><br>Nerissa grinned when Albion asked about her underwear. “You like that kind of things? I hope what I have will be enough to entertain you. I will let you have a look in my closet once we get to my room. I might have something else that will be to your liking too… Anyway, I will gladly accept any new lingerie you give me and wear it.” Nerissa took a wet wipe and wiped her inner thighs before brushing her skirt back down. “It’s likely that our fun day at a water park won’t happen, but I’m going to drag you to a beach someday, so you should be prepared. And since the company wants to pay, we should take advantage of that. Let’s see if this fits you before I go to fetch you something to put under the dress…” Nera said as she took the dress from a hanger.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>27-09-2020, 09:06:47</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Pawnhouse Zaisan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>Nerissa nodded when Toshiro said that her safety was the most important thing. Despite that it was in a conflict with that they were here and planning to break in the pawnshop to steal something. Considering Az’s blood heritage Nera thought that it probably wasn’t that easy for the old War demon to control his bloodlust once he got started.<br><br><em>Not dying long enough…</em> “I like your optimism. Don’t give up on it now! It’s not cocked. If things get that bad you need to shoot, just remember to shoot away from me. Oh. Are you cold?” Nera pursed her lips. She would have given him her jacket, but it was too small for the human man. “Should we go to buy you a coat? Do you have another shirt under that?” She thought about giving him her winter hat, but it had holes for her ears so it probably wouldn’t help much. “You are going to die if you get cold on top of your condition…” The girl mumbled and took her long and cuddly black angora wool scarf. The fox demon raised on top her toes as she wrapped the scarf around Toshiro’s neck. “Feels good against your skin, doesn’t it? Let’s try to be quick so you don’t catch a cold.” She felt genuinely bad for him. Nerissa wanted to help him, but if she started to fuss over it, it would only hurt his pride and turn him against her. More than he was already at this point.<br>“Hmm… If we happen to walk too close to the statue and the compass starts making too much sound you could always act embarrassed like it was a vibrator. Or then say you got a phone call, because… phones vibrate too.” You pervert. That’s the first thing that came to your mind from something that vibrates? Maybe it really is true that the boring kind are the kinkiest in secret. Nerissa looked at Toshiro like she was suspecting him of something, but said nothing more about it.<br><br>“Why do you look so surprised? I’m not telling you that you look like a criminal. I’m asking because I don’t know what you are capable of. Should I just assume that you have no other skills than patching people up? I believe you are much more complex and there are lots of things you can do, but I don’t know of them. I didn’t know you are great at playing guitar and fingering before today. Anyway, I can’t pick locks either so I guess that’s not the way we are going to get in…” They could always try shooting the lock. “I should have brought silencers with me.” The fox demon mumbled. She was on purpose holding her tail higher than usually so she wouldn’t dirty it. <br><br>“Yea, I do. I’m not sure about the noise, but we will find out soon…” The fox demon drew her dark blade out of nothingness casually while looking up at the vent and the fan behind a grid. It was high for her. First the girl tried to cut a bolt with her sword, but she couldn’t get enough force in it. So she took a more straightforward approach and hit it. <br><br>BANG! BANG! BANG!<br><br>The fox demon kept hacking the vent until the grit fell with a rumble on the ground. Nerissa looked at the now open vent and then at Toshiro. Her ears bent a bit on sides, as she waited for praises and (or) head pats from a job well done. This fox hadn’t got a memo of that the fox demons were supposed to be graceful and prideful creatures. <br><br>And then Toshiro almost dropped the bomb. When Nera saw that she dashed away from the man without a second of hesitation. She wasn’t going to get vine groped! “Please, be careful with it. It’s not much stronger than normal glass. I think it might need more than that old fan hitting it to break… They are about this big…” She explained and showed with her fingers about two inches thickness. “I would rather not…” go near them in any form because they tend to grab anything that comes in their reach, Nera was about to say when she heard rustling from the door.<br><br>Someone was coming. <br><br>“Quickly!” She whispered and grabbed Toshiro's hand, pulling him with her to hide behind a large garbage dumpster. They barely crouched in their simple hide when the door opened. Nerissa didn’t want to risk by peeking to see who had come to check who was responsible from all the noise. She just hoped that whoever it was, wouldn’t notice the grit on the ground. The nervous fox demon stayed still, her ears pointing up attentively as she listened to the sounds. The steps stopped at the door and the one who had opened the door just stood there. Nera didn’t even notice how she was squeezing Toshiro’s hand a little tighter.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>27-09-2020, 10:21:54</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa | <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Remembering why he's here<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A bra, red dress<br><br><hr><br>"Hey now, let's not go pushing limits. I'm perfectly happy with keeping that particular aspect of mine where it is." Albion sighed, seeing the look of pure, wicked mischief in Nerissa's eyes. She certainly would enjoy slapping him up a bit, wouldn't she? Then again, with Nerissa, there was always an agenda involved... "*Sigh* I can't argue against that, being dense hasn't made things terribly easy for me... Though other things have been." He mused. At the same time, being dense is what made him miss out on the subtle hints from Nerissa, and who knew what else. Still, she was being rather brutal about her honesty... <em>'She deserves it, I did make her wait a long time...'</em><br><br>Some people could share their feelings and give compliments so easily... It was going to take him a little bit before he could get into the habit of doing that without thinking about it. <em>'I think you deserved someone better, Neri.'</em><br><br>"You really have all this figured out...? Well, I guess out of the two of us, you'd be the one with connections like this. I don't really take vacations... So I'm either at SOPHE or at home. But yeah, let's see some more of the inside, I'd like to get an idea of where I'm going." He nodded, taking the phone and beginning to swipe through the pictures one by one.<br><br>In contrast to what she might have thought, Albion spent his time looking at each picture of the cabin, admiring the style of the furniture, the finish on the wood, how it had an extremely homely, cozy feel to it. It would very much feel like a romantic escape for her, and it would truly be the perfect way to escape the city and just live among nature for a while. <em>'It must be amazing to wake up over there with nothing but the sounds of the wilderness to wake up to instead of the city.'</em> He smiled. However, in some of the photos, another gentleman showed up, and it didn't take long for him to realize this was someone from one of her past relationships, but not just anyone... This was her husband. <br><br><em>'She still kept his photos... Hmhm, she really is a better person than me.'</em> He thought inwardly, remembering the time he'd burned the photos of almost everyone from his past as if it would help him move on... As one might expect, it never did. Recalling the men she had dated, all the way up to him, none of them seemed to really compare. She seemed to have a thing for older looking men, who looked as if they'd been through a lot. <em>'You could have found someone like this, and you just settled for me... I don't get you at all.'</em> Albion sighed quietly, shifting the pictures over several more times to make sure the woman wouldn't know what he was looking at. "That cabin looks really comfortable, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little excited."<br><br>Setting aside the wipe, he folded his arms and frowned. "Hmph... I doubt she'd want a friend who broke her heart, so it'd be easier for me to deal with if I thought she just hated me. Besides, Lily's a strong girl... Maybe I'm overthinking things, but she never really looked all that interested in me when we spoke. She'll probably just play it off and say there're plenty of bigger fish in the sea." He shrugged... Honestly, it sounded like something Lily would say, or he didn't know her all that well at all. He would like to still be friends... But he wouldn't get his hopes up. <br><br>"Can't we just leave the trophy remarks alone? Really didn't intend for that..." the white-haired make frowned with a fold of his arms. He didn't know what sort of underwear Nerissa was going to get for him but he trusted her to know just what he would need to help maintain the proverbial illusion. "Hahaha, yeah, I wonder about that..." He trailed off, sounding more distant than he intended to. Maybe seeing those pictures wasn't such a good idea, the feeling of not being able to compare weighed heavily in his mind. Thankfully the comment about her underwear managed to lighten up the atmosphere and put a grin on his face.<br><br>"Why wouldn't I? Half the fun of a girl wearing sexy underwear is looking at them wear it... The other half is taking it off. I'm willing to bet you've got plenty of tasteful pieces in your wardrobe, but if you're the type who accepts gifts... I'll find something brand new and fitting for you another day just so it'll be a surprise." he chuckled, though it would be a wise idea to get her measurements first before he tried surprising her. Looking st her underwear later would probably help that case...<br><br>"I know, I know... Maybe it's for the best the water park trip doesn't work out. I haven't been to a water park in over twenty years, and I'm not sure how much fun I would have been there, and this is before the rest of the drama..." He sighed as he stood up and looked the dress over. Waiting for a moment, he sought her help in putting on the dress and making sure it was comfortably placed on his form. "Honestly... It's pretty comfortable. Long enough too... Definitely will need good enough underwear to hide things down there, but overall, you did really good picking out this dress." He nodded, looking into the mirror and turning about to see how it looked from behind. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>27-09-2020, 15:20:50</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion | Mentions: Lily<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. <br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>“Don’t sigh so much. It’s okay. I love you. With all your little quirks and flaws. You are so much more than them. There is so much good in you that those things don’t matter” Nerissa hurried to comfort him and kissed the man’s lips. It started as small innocent kisses and before long her tongue slipped between his lips and the girl wrapped her arms around the human as she deepened the kiss into a proper tongue kiss. “Mmh… You make me happy. That’s what makes you so great” She whispered as she looked into his eyes and gave a small lick on his lower lip.<br><br>“I will teach you the noble art of enjoying time off. Without too much drinking and hookers. I trust you are going to like it. Eventually.” Baby steps. It might be uncomfortable and awkward at first, but Nerissa believed that Albion could learn to replace his bad habits with something less self-destructive and souleating. <br><br>“Hmm… Are you sure you are thinking what is best for Lily or what is best to you? It will be difficult, but in the end the choice should be hers. If she wants to stay friends, I’m ready to do that… No, I would be happy to do that even if it would be hard for some time, even if it would feel like we will never overcome this.” <br><br>Nerissa noticed that something was wrong. Albion seemed like his thoughts were somewhere else, and not in some happy place. “We can. I’m sorry. I took it too far. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. Are you okay? I didn’t mean to ruin your mood... “ You lewd creature, Nera thought when she saw how Albion’s mood got better when the discussion moved on to lingerie. However in all honesty, she didn’t buy sexy lingerie for herself. She bought it to please her partner. So if seeing some little lingerie on her and taking it off turned Albion on, it was a win for both of them. “Just for the future…” Nera said and lowered her voice into a whisper as she leaned closer. “...they are just clothes. I’m not going to hold it against you if you get a bit aggressive and rip them off of me.” <br><br>The fox demoness helped Albion in putting the dress on. She pulled the zipper up and then moved to make sure his fake boobs were in place. “I never thought that someday I would be arranging a bra of the man I just had sex with.” She shook her head in amusement. Her hands moved on Albion’s body casually, like she was making sure that the dress fitted him right, not being too tight anywhere. “I like it too. It makes your waist look good and it covers the fact that you don’t have natural breasts. The best part is that this doesn’t constrain your movement too much, so if things go south at the club you can still act. Try the high heels.” Nera suggested and moved the heels closer to the man. “How do they feel? Do you think you can walk with them? They make your legs look longer and slimmer, but if you are going to walk like a just born calf we might need something with a smaller heel.”<br><br>Nerissa made sure if the shoes were okay before she left the booth to pick up something for Albion to wear under the dress. Knowing he had to wait for her she didn’t waste time and returned soon with couple different choices for the man. “Do you want to… keep it free or should we find out how they are taped?” Nera asked as she handed him black boyshorts to try on. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>28-09-2020, 01:40:35</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa | Mentioning Lily<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Remembering why he's here<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A bra, red dress<br><br><hr><br>There she went again, quick to diffuse the situation with kind words and actions. She really was living up to her promises of showering him with all the love and affection he'd missed out on in his life. Still, telling him not to sigh was a difficult endeavor enough, considering how often he'd done it... But just the little things could keep him from sighing and leave him smiling. The kiss, especially, was a quick reminder of what he had now, and needed to act like it. His arms came up, one hand resting on her back while the other maneuvered behind her head to weave his fingers in her hair. He never thought he would be making out with Nerissa while wearing a dress. Closing his eyes, he leaned into the kiss, parting his lips to let her tongue inside, before closing his lips to trap hers and suck on her tongue playfully. It was only a moment later he would release it before he smiled.<br><br>"It should be criminal to make me feel this happy...&nbsp; But I love you too, Neri." He spoke quietly, petting her head gently before he let her go. "I know for a fact I'll never need another girl again with you around, so I'm not worried about that. The drinks might be a little harder to wean off, but nothing I'm afraid of trying in the long run." he assured the vixen, though now he couldn't help but be curious. "Should I ask about what you intend for me to try, or is that going to be a surprise?" Knowing her, she probably would not tell him so readily... But this was fine, certain surprises were more enjoyable than others.<br><br>Of course, not everything was all good news and sunshine, and try as he may, it was a quick reminder that happiness was often fleeting in his life, and this was simply yet another example. "I know... There isn't much else I can say on the matter. The die has been cast, and now all we can do is await the result. I'm just going to prepare for the worst, because anything better than that will be a pleasant surprise for me." He nodded. It sounded as if both he and Nerissa were as ready as either would be for the outcome. <br><br>Shaking his head, Albion hummed and gently pat Nerissa's head. "You didn't do anything, silly... I'm just thinking. Sometimes my thoughts don't like me getting too happy and remind me things aren't as nice as they should be." He gave a gentle laugh, feeling better when their discussion quickly sectioned into talk if her underwear. He didn't want to make her feel negative with his thoughts, she was supposed to be a positive force in his life. When she leaned close to whisper, his heart had skipped a beat before his eyes narrowed while his lips gave way to a lip-smacking smile. "I would like to treat your wardrobe with respect... But I also admit I might not be able to control myself, and... If I saw you in that, I just might." Something shear, see-through... Garters, all this and more on Nerissa appealed to the beast within him.<br><br>With that passing moment of bliss, the realization if their present moment returned as Albion turned to help make sure the dress was on securely. "I'm betting neither you nor Lily will probably stop snapping on me about it tonight. At least I would make a convincing transvestite." He joked as Nerissa felt around to make sure everything was comfortable. "Oh, definitely, the mobility is the big win here. If I can't step and run with my usual efficiency, it's going to be an issue." Everything was more or less fine, until it was time to put on the high heels. <br><br>"... Yeah running in these is going to be a no-go without breaking a leg. Walking is fine though, and in the worst case scenario, I can just go barefoot. Probably not the healthiest, but at least I won't struggle to move quickly." He assured her, before she went out to fetch the undergarments. Once she came back with a few selections, he could already see the boyshorts looked most appealing for the sake of comfort. He quickly retrieved them, before shaking his head.<br><br>"Nah, it can hang. I already know what I plan to say if anyone gets curious. I don't need for make myself anymore uncomfortable than I'll already be tonight." He frowned, taking a few tentative steps with the high heels to test how well he could move about in them. "I might just say to grab all that... Might give you more underwear to play with." He added with a wink. Then again, that all depended if the stuff she brought <em>him</em> actually fit <em>her</em>. "What's the plan after we're done here? Picking up swimsuits?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>28-09-2020, 02:16:07</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 7:00 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Pawnhouse Zaisan, The Gate<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions:<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes. Currently Toshiro's hood is up, and he's borrowing a black angora scarf from Nerissa.<br><hr>“Shoot away from you. Got it.” Looking down at his hoodie, Toshiro shivered slightly as Nerissa's acknowledgement of his under dressed state reminded him of how cold he was. “Yeah I've got a shirt on underneath, I really don't think I'm going to die though...” Toshiro's grousing was cut off as Nerissa raised her much smaller body up to wrap the exceedingly cozy black scarf around the taller man's slumped shoulders and neck. It was without a doubt the most comfortable and nice feeling thing he'd worn in some time, and the lingering body heat and reassuring scent of it's charitable former owner only served to push back against the cold all the harder. Smiling in appreciation, Toshiro pulled his hood to help allay Nerissa's obvious concerns for his well being. “Thanks Nerissa, that's a lot better.”<br><br>Given the context of their discussion, it wasn't too difficult to guess at the meaning behind Nerissa's look of suspicion, and Toshiro wasn't about to miss out on the opportunity to tease his foxy partner in crime. “I'm pretty sure people wouldn't treat me much better if I said that my vibrator was going off, not everyone has the same taste for exhibitionism that you have Nerissa.” Grinning slightly at his half-joke, Toshiro rearranged the contents of his messenger bag so that his cellphone rested closely to the compass. “There, now it starts going off, I'll just pull my phone out and try and get out of the compass' more excitable range.” <br><br>For a moment Toshiro considered explaining the implication towards criminality that asking someone if they knew how to pick locks made, but the more Toshiro thought on it, the more he realized that such a fear of insulting someone was hardly worth stalling the pursuit of knowledge. With a sigh Toshiro replied apologetically, “You're right, asking questions is the best way to find out about how c-complex and interesting I am. I'm sorry for throwing that in your face. But no, I don't think we're picking our way in.” Raising his eyebrows at Nerissa's remark about a silencer and shooting the lock off, Toshiro shook his head, “Probably wouldn't have enough kick, or it would have too much kick and get stuck in the lock.”<br><br>As Nerissa failed to get the leverage necessary to cut through the bolts with her magically manifested sword, Toshiro tilted his head in disappointment at the experiment's results, “Huh, I kinda thought it'd be more like a lightsaber and just kinda melt through them. Alright well let's think... wait what are you...” Toshiro's words were abruptly cut off with the sound of Nerissa's smashing her sword against the vent's covering over and over until the heavy metal cap fell on to the hard asphalt flooring below with a resounding clatter. Looking up from the covering to Nerissa with a eyes full of shock, “That's definitely one way of getting it down.” As much as Toshiro disapproved of this particular way of proceeding, there wasn't really much point to scolding the overly enthusiastic fox now that the damage had been done. Without managing to take his eyes away from the metallic carnage that Nerissa had wrought, he gently responded to Nerissa's body language by gently setting his hand on her head and lightly rubbing along the base of her exposed ears.<br><br>"That takes care of getting in, now if we had a way of staying in contact... oh!" With a sudden realization Toshiro began to dig around inside of his messenger bag before withdrawing a small red nylon collar with what appeared to be a small brass bell engraved with the name, 'Marceline.' Cocking his head for a moment in thought he asked, "If you have a camera on you when you turn into a fox, what would I see through it?" After a moment of silence in which he realized that he hadn't explained the collar he added as if what he were saying weren't at all odd, "SOPHE's dangerous for a cat, so I rigged up Marceline's collars to send audio and video feed to my phone. It's more scrying then streaming so there shouldn't be as much chance of someone peaking in. Anyways, do you just need to hold it or should I put it on you after you change?"<br><br>Had it not been for the already deafening sound Nerissa had made, Toshiro would have risked drawing attention through laughing at Nerissa's quick escape from his potential vine bomb mishap. “Sorry, sorry, I'll be more careful with it. If the fans not strong enough to fracture the glass enough to let the vines through, you could probably just jam it with your sword long enough to get through.” Toshiro's eyes widened in awe at the concept of a collection of vines each two inches thick in diameter able to fit withing such incredibly small confines, however before he could express his admiration, Nerissa had quickly made to pull him behind the nearest dumpster as the door leading inside began to swing open.<br><br>While Toshiro didn't have Nerissa's more keen sense of hearing, he had the sense to take from Nerissa's demeanor that he should remain silent, the pungent smell of the garbage, the pain of having to contort his wounded form into such a cramped space, and the warmth of Nerissa's immense tail pressed against his face the only sensations he could make out as he waited to for Nerissa to make the next move. What he didn't see what the lumbering figure whose gray skin bore the cracked texture of worn concrete looking about the alleyway with a look of annoyance. Suddenly with a ear shattering clang that reverberated throughout the alleyway, the demon smashed it's bowling ball sized fist into a thick steel plate on it's side of the metallic door. As if on queue a swarm of small mice like demons began to pour out of the alley from every conceivable nook and cranny, exquisitely designed crowns of projected gold lighting they worked together to carry away from the alley anything lighter than Nerissa, including the now battered vent covering.<br><br>With a grunt of contentment, the lumbering demon took one last lazy look at the seemingly abandoned alleyway before vanishing back into the building, the thick metal door only managing to shut properly behind him after behind him after being pulled into place with considerable force. Trying to position his face so that he wouldn't get a mouthful of fox tail fur as he spoke, Toshiro leaned in closely to Nerissa's ear and whispered as quietly as possible, “Are they gone?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>28-09-2020, 03:28:38</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Path to Home<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin Finch, Hanna (Mention)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Going Home now<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Clothes (https://i.imgur.com/rH3tFvs.jpg)/Hair Style and Glasses (https://i.imgur.com/5vPZGY8.jpg)<br><hr><br>“...maybe.” &nbsp; Mallory had never thought of going through with her plan, even after she had put much thought to it when she had been alone. The odds just seemed against her on all accounts, but even as she knew that, the idea of going off with Kevin made her think just a bit more on the idea. A small smile came to her lips, as the two made their way back to their homes, walking along the sidewalks. With the ever growing storm approaching, it was best if they make their way as quickly as possible.<br><br>“Come on, let’s get home before it rains.” &nbsp;<br><br>The sub sequential talk with her Aunt hadn’t been the greatest, mostly because by the time the two friends had made it near their respective homes, Hanna was outside, waiting with quite the stern look on her face. It had only taken a few steps to the door that Mallory knew she was in trouble, and for the next few weeks, she would be piled with chores upon chores. It didn’t even matter that she hadn’t done any of the fighting; it was simply the principle of it all.<br><br>Mallory simply wished that she could take Kevin up in his offer to run, even if they both knew it could never actually happen.<br><br><hr><br>“Where is he?” &nbsp;Mallory anxiously teetered on her brown loafer shoes as she held her bag along her shoulder, quite heavy from the textbooks that she carried to her classes. The school day had ended, and the two friends had decided that from now on, a new meeting spot would be required. It had been a week since the incident with Reckley, and so far, they hadn’t had any trouble with him. The only thing that trouble Mallory right now, however, was that Kevin was no where to be seen, a few minutes late to meeting with her.<br><br>He was never late. Ever.<br><br>Ten minutes past the bell had rung, and one or two students were still hanging back at the school entrance to talk before heading home, Mallory looked at her watch again; another minute passed. Pulling at the cuff of her red coat (https://i.imgur.com/79rFL7A.jpg), she turned back, settling her glasses inside her bag.<br><br>She didn’t like waiting for Kevin any longer, the worry getting to her.<br><br>Making her way back into the school grounds, her brown eyes searched. Starting towards the last class Kevin had been at, but only seeing some school faculty leaving. Her search continued, and as she looked around, she heard a sound, similar to a loud thud. As she made her way near the back end of the school, near the older buildings that weren’t used as much, she heard it again.<br><br>And then she had found Kevin.<br><br>Her eyes were wide as she watched silent, seeing a group of other male students ganging up on her friend. Kevin, he was holding his own, but his clothes were ripped, and he looked worse for ware; there was blood on his face, and on the ground below him. One of them had tried to throw a punch at Kevin, but he had dodged, only to be hit by another that took a cheap shot. The sickening thud of her friend’s body against the brick wall made her stomach churn, and her eyes looked towards the group of students, one of them in particular.<br><br>Reckley.<br><br>It was as if something that snapped within her, as a bubbling rage slowly but surely was seeping to the surface. This was all his doing, wasn’t it? As angry tears pricked along her eyes, Mallory’s hands gripped the strap of her bag, her teeth gritting. They hadn’t noticed her yet, but she could just sit by and watch Kevin get hurt; not after he had done so much for her.<br><br>If she got in trouble with her Aunt, it didn’t matter one bit.<br><br>In a maddening rush, her hands were raised above her head before they were harshly slammed downwards, the first of the attackers getting their head furiously hit by the front end of rather large, and heavy looking textbook. Mallory hadn’t even noticed if the guy went down or not, before she quickly reacted to the next, kicking her leg between the guys legs. She knew it would hurt, but it didn’t matter to her; he had deserved it for hurting her friend. The third that had thrown the punch at Kevin was near her left, and she moved as fast as her legs could carry her, grunting <br>before she jumped onto the guys back. Messily climbing to wrap her arms around his neck, she did her best to get him off balance, despite her moves being quite sloppy and weak compared to the other combatants around her.<br><br>She hadn’t gone for Reckley, the jerk having been off to the side, simply watching everything. It didn’t matter though; she had to stop the others from attacking Kevin first.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>28-09-2020, 05:18:48</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Burdensome Bracelet and the Descendant's Deal</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Continued from here (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322749.msg15598726#msg15598726)</span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 11:30AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> City Streets<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless, Ryusei | Mentions: <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Toshiro is currently wearing a cream colored graphic t-shirt (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/2292/0133/products/B_wander_640x.jpg?v=1571609586), dark cerulean cargo shorts and running shoes, a Hokkaido Nippon-Ham Fighters' insignia ball cap, and a pair of over-ear headphones with a stark white frame around his neck. A canvas messenger bag is slung over his shoulder, its surface almost entirely consisting of patches and buttons from an assortment of cartoons, movies, bands, and video games.<br><hr>An immense feeling of relief shot through Toshiro at seeing Kyless suddenly sidling up to him, her unbound enthusiasm for pears doing momentous work in allaying the unabiding concern he'd felt for her well being since reading Ryusei's severely panic inducing text message. While it had been possible that Ryusei had been joking in regards to the sentiment of Kyless' nose falling off as a result of her being cut off from magic, the grim reality was that there was a non-zero chance of that happening, and ever the physician, Toshiro couldn't help but breath a sigh of relief at seeing that the space between Kyless' eyes had not become concave in his absence. While Toshiro had already been made aware of the immense importance of the pear situation from Ryusei's early text replies, it didn't stop him from smiling and sharing in Kyless' enthusiasm for something she enjoyed so much, “You had pears? Well that was really nice of Ryusei wasn't it? Did you remember to share?”&nbsp; <br><br>It wasn't uncommon for Kyless to sway from step to step in her playful bearing, and her sneezing up of colorful sparks had occurred regularly since Toshiro had given Kyless the bracelet. Still, Toshiro couldn't help but lean in for a closer look at Kyless facial features. Apart from the somewhat pink tinge at the tip of her regularly blue nose, there were several characteristics that had changed markedly since the doctor and patient had last seen each other. The trickster's usually bright and lively golden eyes seemed both glossy and somewhat less sprightly in their response. Below her eyes the normally somewhat warmer skin of her cheeks were even more flushed then usual. Silently reminding himself that he had a knack for becoming somewhat impersonal when it came to plying his trade, he feebly attempted to divide his attention to something else.<br><br>“That is a very nice dress Ky-less. I love how loud the red and the white are, where did you get it? With the black outline I bet it'd look good on me, but I might have to buy a size or two bigger...” It was clear that Toshiro, while still interested in her new and exciting outfit, was mentally miles away from the subject of fashion as he pressed two of his fingers to Kyless' wrist beneath the bracelet. Fortunately the padding was still comfortable enough, and a lack of severe heat did away with his concerns about airflow to the covered area.<br><br>Chewing the corner of his lip in mounting apprehension, Toshiro regarded Kyless in silence for a moment before asking firmly, “How are you feeling Kyless?” Then turning towards Ryusei, eyebrows furrowed and clearly in no mood to argue he spoke in a flat and official tone, “Tetsuda, get the three of us back to HQ. I need to give her a checkup, get the bracelet off, and I need to ask the two of you a few questions. The closer you can get us to her cell the better, what do you need for that?” The scientist had little fondness for issuing orders, but he had even less patience for preserving feelings at the risk of someone's physical well being. While he doubted Ryusei would argue with him were he to simply ask, evaluating Kyless as quickly as possible was too time sensitive a task to delay with niceties.<br><br>As he waited for Ryusei's response, Toshiro set the large stack of manga magazines he was carrying on to a nearby bench and withdrew his tablet from the messenger bag. Within a few swipes and presses, the feed of Kyless' cell was brought up once again, but rather then passively observing it, with a number of inputs Toshiro began to cause various floor panels to swivel and unfold revealing a wealth of tools both mundane and arcane as well as sterile surfaces used for medical examinations that rose up into the room from beneath the floor. If it were possible for Ryusei to bring them to the location using simply darkness and a view of the location, Toshiro could utterly black out the lights in either a section of the cell or all together. Without looking away from his device he began to drill Ryusei with a series of quickly asked questions in a far more mechanical tone than the young agent would have been used to hearing from the usually jovial Toshiro, “How quickly have the symptoms progressed? Were the visual effects from the sneezes always lasting this long and how has their frequency changed? When did the blush on her face become this intense? When did she start suffering from a decrease of lucidity?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>28-09-2020, 08:09:45</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After everyone left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Department store<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. <br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>Nerissa liked how easy it was sometimes to cheer up Albion’s mood. “Such big changes don’t happen in one night, but if you are ready to give up on hookers that easily it will be a great start. Thank you Alon” The fox demoness kissed his cheek. In a way she felt bad because she wanted to change him so much, but then again… These things weren’t good for him. “What I’m going to do to you? Hmm… Maybe I will do my best to change one addiction to another. I wouldn’t mind giving you a sex addiction.” The fox demon half-joked. <br><br>“I like to think that once you learn to think things differently you are going to do it more. You are almost like a different person from the one I met three years ago. Like things are now I doubt you would let anyone treat me like you treated me back then. So you are capable of changing your way of thinking. I think that someday I’m going to see you like you were before…” Nerissa wouldn’t be se determined on changing him if Albion was happy the way he was, but she had seen way too often that this way of living didn’t make him happy. It just made him good at hiding his feelings.&nbsp; <br><br>“If you were perfect at controlling yourself we wouldn’t be here now.” Nera was going to say something else, but she decided to save that for later. Instead she focused on helping Albion with this undercover dressing operation. “You can just kick the heels out of your feet if necessary. I would hate to see you break your legs because you tried to run heels on. Now then, try these” The girl handed him the boyshorts and stepped back to give him some space.<br><br>“Next… Well, the first thing I’m going to do after we leave this place is visiting a ladies’ room because…” She didn’t finish her sentence. Instead she made a meaningful glance at Albion. “After that we are going to get everything else we need for tonight. We are going to need some beauty products to fix you make-up, earrings to complete your outfit, hair extensions and my dress. And while we are here we should get the swimsuit for you too. You aren’t going to escape going to a beach in a proper outfit this summer!” <br><br>Nerissa put the blazer on and prepared to leave the booth once Albion had tried everything he needed to. She was feeling guilty about what happened in the fitting room and despite trying to not make a mess of the place, there were probably some stains left behind. While Albion swiped the company card to pay everything Nerissa slipped 10 000 yens in the staff’s tip box. <br><br>“I’m going to be back soon. You can head to the swimwear section and I will meet you there. Okay?” Nerissa was going to kiss Albion’s cheek, but then she remembered that there might be people that knew them here. And it was too early to make this public, so instead she just took his hand and gently brushed the side of his hand with her thumb. The fox demon slipped the single packed hipsters into her purse before she left. <br><br><hr><br>After tidying herself as well as she could Nerissa returned to Albion’s company. They continued their shopping trip with him getting swimwear, some beauty products, clip earrings and long hair extensions. “I have never had hair extensions myself, but I have helped to put them on, so we should be fine.”<br><br>Getting her dress was surprisingly unpainful and fast because the fox demon knew exactly what she wanted. All she had to do was try on the dress to know it would be right size. Nera didn’t let Albion see the dress on her, but it looked seriously revealing on a mannequin. <br><br>“Okay. I think we have everything… and I got you something small as a gift” Nerissa said with a mysterious smile and patted a paper bag which contained whatever she had slipped off to buy at some point. “Or maybe it’s more a gift for me, but anyway, you are going to get it later. I’m hungry. Did you come here by a car or should we catch a train?” Nera asked as they stepped out of the store. She looked at a clock. No wonder she was feeling hungry. Time was going so fast.&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>28-09-2020, 09:44:27</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After Everyone Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Morning<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Department Store -&gt; City Street<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Remembering why he's here<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> A bra, red dress, shoes -&gt; Properly dressed<br><br><hr><br>"Honestly, I consider giving up hookers the least of my concerns. They helped a lot over the years but they definitely weren't an addiction. Besides, I believe I've got someone who's a lot more fun and caring." Albion smiled, feeling a great deal of delight everytime she used that nickname. Albion, Alby, or Remington, that was what anyone else used... But Alon? It was a name only <em>she</em> could use. It was special... "Going to be a little hard to swap addictions like that... That being said, I don't think I would mind a sex addiction at all... At least until your first litter, <em>darling</em>." Albion sounded as if he made a joke, but with the way his hand rubbed her belly gently, it was hard to tell...<br><br>"Hahah, almost? I was a goddamn nightmare back then, to you and others. No jokes, no emotions... It honestly wasn't pretty at all. I kind of just treated everyone like they had a disease and I didn't want to deal with them, and yet somehow that never stopped you, not even the day I got thrown out of that damn car and beat up." He laughed softly, reaching forward to passively scritch one of her ears. "You're right though... I can't, and won't, let anyone treat you like I did before. I rather be the first and last to do that." He nodded... Maybe Nerissa didn't know he was already walking the path toward that old, more optimistic version of himself, even before this trouble with the Gate... <br><br>The version of him who could smile without a care in the world... Well, maybe he could never be <em>that</em> happy again... But as he looked to the vixen sweetheart in front of him, he knew he would be even happier than then.<br><br>Scratching his cheek, he hung his head. "I know... Wait, why are you throwing that in my face? I sure didn't see you complaining while you were hugging the mirror." He groused, folding his arms. Too bad he would never learn that the reason she teased him all this time was to make him lose control one day... Shaking his head, he decided to drop the complain and focus on the present task at hand. "If it comes to that, I will, I've seen the heels can be pretty flimsy.&nbsp; I don't need a broken leg with how I fight." He frowned, taking the boyshorts to try on. After being pulled up underneath the dress, he fidgeted with the cloth until he could sigh happily and nodded. "Oh yeah... That's a comfortable fit."<br><br>Beginning to take everything off slowly, he was relieved to be switching back to his regular clothes, and the comfort of going without underwear once again. He sure as hell was not going to be wandering outside in all the clothes he just got just to risk ruining any of them. "Maybe I should leave the ladies' clothes on so I can join you..." He laughed, before shaking his head. "Yeah, no, don't worry, do what you need to do. I'll remember the condoms next time." At least that was what he figured she was going to the ladies' room for. "Why don't you take care of getting some of that while I go find a swimsuit? I know my tastes, it shouldn't be too hard to find something." By which he meant there would be black involved.<br><br>Once the pair had left the changing stall (after Alby took the chance to pass one last wipe to clean up as much mess he could), the pair could wander off feeling slightly less guilty and buying the clothes. At least he was more or less done, now it was Nerissa's turn. "Looking forward to that dress tonight... For now, have fun and don't be afraid to call if someone's harassing you. I promise not to make too much of a scene. Maybe." It was the best he could do, especially when he remember the last time he caused a scene for her, it got them kicked out of a club... Still, for now she would probably be fine.<br><br>And so the shopping continued...<br><br><hr><br>The comfort of being back out on the city streets was immeasurable. It felt like Albion had been trapped in there forever (granted, he would have been done a lot faster if he didn't decide to fuck his now-girlfriend Nerissa), and the relief of being out in sunny conditions was just too good to pass up. Nerissa herself seemed to be in a very good mood, and chances were everyone else was probably planning to go their own way in any event.<br><br>"You got me a gift? Aw, Neri, you shouldn't have. I didn't think of a gift for you... But I guess since I'm treating to lunch, let's say it's that." He nodded, prepared to walk out before he blinked "Huh? I got here by train since it was easier, and I left my car back home. We can catch a cab if you want, but what would you like? It'll be my treat." the male smiled, not quite sure what he was in the mood for himself.<br><br>"I actually wasn't sure if you wanted to check out that Cafe I mentioned earlier or If you wanted something a little more robust and filling than possibly some dessert foods or something... Well, we can worry about what to eat once we're done meeting back at SOPHIE. Hold that hunger for a bit and we'll eat somewhere nice." He smiled, before moving toward the parking lot. They'd have to hitch a ride back to SOPHE, or simply take their own ride...<br><br><div align="center"><strong>[SCENE END]</strong></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>28-09-2020, 18:10:19</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Girl’s Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/vzs2cBY.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 20th, 2019, 7PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Women’s Communal Bathroom<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Mallory for now Minato <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Answered 2/10 questions<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nothing<br><br><hr><br>Nerissa forgot to tell Mallory that she couldn’t really see in the future. It was all just an act to amuse people who believed in such things and there were surprisingly many people like that in this world. Mysticism enticed people.<br><br>The fox demon sat in the water, lazily swaying her tail from side to side under the water. “Hmm… I haven’t thought about it that much, but… I think something like SOPHE is necessary. There are still lots of people on both sides who hold grudges and prejudices. Much blood was shed and lives lost in the war. It’s not a long time since the war ended. Especially not for the demons. <br><br>The fact is that we have demons in the human world now and we have to get along one way or another. I have seen the demon world and I hope from the bottom of my heart that this place won’t become like that. You humans have rules and people who observe that those rules are followed. There aren't many rules in the demon world. The ultimate rule is the rule of the strongest. I think that SOPHE is showing by example that it’s possible for humans and demons to work together. <br><br>We demons are guests in this world. If we are going to live here side by side without trying to kill each other at every turn we need to adjust into this world and your human rules. I know there are stubborn and traditional demons who don’t want to do that. Some of them are just going to try to take advantage of the situation and weakness of people of this world… That’s one reason why SOPHE is needed. Some have to keep criminal demons in check. If people feel like there is no who can keep the demons under control it will create insecurity and fear. I believe that SOPHE serves that purpose.<br><br>Does it work? I don’t know… I hope it will work but we are going to see that in the future. I like to think we are making a difference and moving things in the right direction, but… to be honest I’m not sure. I think having Oei lead this place chips away some credibility of SOPHE because she is a demon. Some are going to question why a demon is leading SOPHE instead of a human. SOPHE is becoming a strong organization and with that it will gain more influence and power, so Oei leading this might seem like a sneaky attempt from demons to create an organization that is holding a handle of power so they will be ones making final decisions.” <br><br>Nerissa quieted down for a moment. She was drawing circles on the surface of the water. “I believe I’m working for the good guys and I’m part of something bigger. In the end all this will help people and demons to live in peace together.” The fox demon said finally with a bright smile.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>28-09-2020, 19:49:43</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Pawnhouse Zaisan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>“I’m sorry to disappoint you. It’s just a regular sword, but it looks cool.” The small grin on her lips told that she wasn’t really offended by his comment. Especially when she got the human man reach to her and touch her ears. The simple gesture made the fox demon wag her tail with joy. She did a good job! However she didn’t have much time to enjoy from that small success before Toshiro scared her away with the careless way of handling the vine bomb.<br><br>“Hmm… I could use the sword to do that, but it won’t last long once I let go of it. Maybe two minutes and then it’s gone. We need to find something else to jam the fan.” Nerissa didn’t have enough time to look around when she heard the sounds of someone being at the deer and went to hide with Toshiro.<br><br>Some mice appeared from under the dumpster that the pair used as their cover. Carefully Nerissa retreated away from two mice, rustling on a used fast food cardboard box. Her warm body pressed closer to Toshiro’s, leaving the man in a squeeze between her and the dumpster. The golden eyes observed the small demon mice drag with determination the box away. The fox demon was uncomfortably aware that Toshiro was breathing on her tail. If the situation had been different she would have shoved him with an elbow to remind the human that it wasn’t appropriate to touch her tail like that. Now all she could do was stay still and listen. The mice kept rustling for some time on the alley before they were gone and she couldn’t hear the bigger demon either.<br><br>“Ssh…” Nera whispered back to Toshiro and moved to take a peek at the alley. The door was closed and there was no one. No demon mice or big stupid demons. “He is gone.” The girl sighed from relief and stood up. “You shouldn’t put your face on someone’s tail like that… Not without asking at least…” Nera mumbled quietly as she walked under the vent. The fan spun. “Hmm… We need to find something to jam it still.” <br><br>The demon coming to the door had interrupted their conversation, so she returned to it now. “If I hold the collar when I shapeshift into a fox you wouldn’t see a thing. It’s because… hmm… how to explain it? Everything that is near me, close to my body will transform with me. My clothes and everything else I have on me, will become a part of transformation. You should put the collar on me after the transformation, and please remove the bell. I can’t be heard.”<br><br>She returned to the dumpster to look for something that would do the job, and not disappear in two minutes. “Toshiro, can you reach that table leg? We can use it.” She tried to get it herself before asking, but it was too far for her and she wasn’t going to climb in the dumpster. After they had shoved the wooden leg in the vent and jammed the van still there was still enough space for one small fox to crawl inside the dark ventilation shaft. <br><br>“I’m going to see if I can at least see where the statue is. Could you lift me up?” Nerissa asked and turned to look at Toshiro. Suddenly the fox demoness stepped closer. Really close. Her soft and petite body against the human as she lightly wrapped her arms around the researcher. “Hold me tightly, please” The girl requested before she poofed into her fox form. Nerissa didn’t want to walk without shoes on the dirty ground, she hoped that Toshiro would understand to hold her so she wouldn’t fall on the ground. <br><br>The little fox waited patiently for the human to put the red collar around her neck before lifting her up on the ventilation shaft. Her golden eyes looked one more time at Toshiro and she nodded like signaling that she was ready to go. Once Toshiro gave her the demon compass the white fox crawled from between the still fan blades and walked forward towards the darkness. The further she advanced the darker it got. Finally it was so dark that she couldn’t see a thing even with her night vision. <br><br>Suddenly the ground disappeared from under her legs. The shaft made a 90 degrees turn down. The fox fell and slid down like it was a miniature slide. The compass slipped from her mouth and slid till the end of the shaft, stopping at a cover. <br>&nbsp;<br>The good news was that she was in the storage room. She saw shelves filled with a variety of items. The shelves were packed full and some bigger things were on the floor in crates or leaning against a wall. The bad news was that there was a grid at the end of the shaft. Quietly the fox approached the grit and tried to push it off with her small frame. Nera knew it was useless before she even did it, but she didn’t have better ideas. When the cover didn’t budge she returned at the direction she came from. The shaft rose up in a very steep corner. It was too high for her to jump there. The demon fox tried climbing, her nails scratching against the surface but she got nowhere. Via the streaming Toshiro could hear how Nerissa let out a deep, sad sigh. <br><br>Oh no… This was bad. What was she supposed to do now? She couldn’t get back and she couldn’t break out of the shaft either. The only comfort in this situation was that she didn’t see or hear the demon anywhere. And the compass had couple green light blinking, so the statue had to be quite near.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>28-09-2020, 21:36:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Burdensome Bracelet and the Descendant's Deal</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Continued from here (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322749.msg15598726#msg15598726)</span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://media1.tenor.com/images/0c5891fa873e27d7daa4c96496d16590/tenor.gif?itemid=15364427)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ryusei Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 11:30AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> City Streets<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless, Toshiro | Mentions: <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> His Club Outfit</span><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font">Since this was he and Kyless first day together, Ryusei wasn't aware of any change in her appearance from normal, aside from him figuring her nose was usually as blue as the rest of her. Sure his father and mother had informed him of her and the like, but he'd never been face to face or even seen a picture, which was why her beauty had stunned him so much. But Toshiro being a doctor and the one who primarily looked over her could apparently tell minute differences as he analyzed her when the pair returned to the group no worse for wear despite peoples fears and assumptions. He asked his new favorite demon lady a few questions, and he hoped that she would just go with "Ryusei let me wear it since we couldn't find anything at the store" or, "I saw it and liked it when we were at Ryusei's house". Something that didn't inform them that they'd traipsed off across the world and went swimming in the clear ocean waters for a while. <br><br>He was still resolute in the fact that he'd kept a close eye on her and she was harmless with the bracelet, but he wasn't sure how people would look at it so it was easier if it was just an unknown unknown, something they didn't know that they didn't know. "It goes perfect with her complexion, right? The vibrancy of the red, white and black really contrasts and combines with her blueness and the gold in her eyes. <em>And</em>...she picked it herself," he said proudly. Even with a huge crush on her, Ryu was still a fashion geek and his exam of the inspired choice was spot on. He was simply milling about with the others while they spoke, but then a switch flipped in their resident mad scientist and he turned to him, <em>ordering</em> and not asking for him to teleport them back to SOPHE HQ. The young Descendant(it had a nice ring to it so he was owning it) raised a quizzical eyebrow, but not because of the tone or the order or even something as petty as "how dare he give me an order". <br><br>He was simply surprised to hear this from Toshiro as he had always reminded him of a laid back uncle with way more smarts than fucks to give and was just easy to be around. He didn't think he'd ever heard an order from him before now. But considering it was to help Kyless, even if it had been a rank pull, he wouldn't have minded at all. He asked him next what he needed to get them as close to Kyless' cell as possible, but figured out the answer before he could speak. "Understood, doctor. And a visual is all I need, so <em>that</em>," he said with a quick finger point at the video feed on the tablet, "will do just fine." Since he was so focused on the tablet, he didn't see the small portal open up beneath the books he'd left on the bench, but he would see the identical one appear on the floor outside of her cell where the stack would then rise out of it and sit neatly there waiting for their arrival.<br><br>&nbsp;Snapping his fingers, another portal opened before them, this one human sized. Before they could go through, Toshrio badgered him with a barrage of questions that he had to take a moment to think about. "Aside from the sneezes, her nose getting redder, and her not having being able to use her real magic while the bracelet is on, I don't know what the symptoms are." In his worry and excitement, combined with Kyless and Ryusei already being so close in such a short time, Toshiro probably forgot that this was the first time they'd met so Ryusei wouldn't know much of anything about her condition.&nbsp; <br><br>"Uhhhh, If I remember, the sneeze clouds have been lasting a bit longer than when she and I got left on our own. And the frequency has definitely increased in the past few hours. Not an incredible amount, but noticeably more now than earlier. If I'm honest, I don't know much about the blush...<em>she's really pretty and her smiles are nice so I didn't notice much,</em>" he mumbled just low enough for the Doctor to hear. He just shrugged his shoulders for the last question.<br><br>&nbsp;"I really don't know how to answer that. Do you mean the lucidity, brightness of her eyes? Her skin? Actually, let's get back and you can do your checkup. I'll answer every question you have, but you'll have to fill me in on some things so I know what I'm talking about. I just want to make sure she's okay." Despite their short time together, Toshiro would be able to see that Ryusei genuinely cared about her and would do whatever in his power to get her the help, whatever kind of help it was she needed. Walking through the portal, he was the first out the other side and kept it open so the other two could come through. Once they exited on the other side, he'd close the warp behind them and wait to see what they needed to do next.<br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>29-09-2020, 05:08:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 7:00 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Pawnhouse Zaisan, The Gate<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions:<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes. Currently Toshiro's hood is up, and he's borrowing a black angora scarf from Nerissa.<br><hr>Once Nerissa had made it apparent the coast was clear, Toshiro gingerly untangled himself from her and crawled out from behind the dumpster. “I didn't shove your tail into my face on purpose, good to know it's not something foxes enjoy all that much though.” The scientist couldn't make out Nerissa muttered under her breath as he'd already turned his attention towards finding something the pair could use to jam up the fan. <br><br>As he rolled his chest over the thin cold lip of the dumpster in a way that caused his injuries to scream out once again in spite of the combination of oricots and pain killers he'd consumed, he tried to distract himself from the pain by questioning&nbsp; what Nerissa had just told him about her shape shifting. “How far out does something have to be from you to be included when you change form? Like... if I held on to you, what would happen to me when you changed?” He had no desire to be the first to find out the answer to this quandary if Nerissa didn't know, but on the off chance she did, it could be an extremely useful tool. “Oh and it only looks like a bell, that's where the camera lens is. I'm no tech wizard so it only looks out ahead of you. But at least you won't have to worry about it making noise. Unless you break it. So don't.”<br><br>After overcoming his vast reluctance to once again put all his weight on the still sadistic lip of the dumpster in order to extricate himself from it's foul smelling interior, Toshiro handed the precious table leg to Nerissa as the pair made their way beneath the now uncovered vent. At her idea of using it as a method of scouting ahead, Toshiro nodded simply, only somewhat taken aback by Nerissa pressing herself close to him for the third time that day. Having an idea on what the fox demoness' plan was, Toshiro wrapped his arms around her warm diminutive form in time to keep her from falling to the horrendously coated alley floor below.<br><br>Once Toshiro had gently and slowly wrapped the collar around Nerissa's now much furrier neck to make sure it fit without any excessive discomfort, he withdrew a packaged moist towelette from his messenger bag and quickly passed it over the surface of the compass before holding it out for the now far smaller fox to take in her mouth. “Now make sure you let me get a look at the compass through the collar as you get closer, if you don't get close enough to get a definitive read on it's location, I'll still be able to figure out where it is with the other readings I've gotten from around the building.” He then held the surprisingly lightweight fox form Nerissa up to the now open vent where she adorably, and somewhat worryingly scampered off into the darkness within.<br><br>Just as soon as Nerissa had vanished from view, Toshiro had withdrawn his cell phone and pulled up the monitoring software that was usually reserved for Marceline. Flicking through the list of collars, he picked out the one Nerissa was wearing and began to watch intently as the feed from her collar filled the glowing surface in front of him, or at least it did for a short time before darkness from Nerissa's end overtook most of what he was seeing. This at least had been expected, and while it filled him with a sense of unavoidable dread that accompanied being rendered ignorant to Nerissa's well being, it was nowhere near the level of colossal shock and concern that drove through his mind at sight of light suddenly rapidly approaching Nerissa through the grate as she slid down the ventilation duct.<br><br>Grabbing hold of a nearby trashcan, Toshiro set the cylinder on its side with a groan of effort before climbing on top and shining his phone's flashlight down the vent. The vertical downward drop that Nerissa had slid down seemed to start only two meters out, which was something of a relief as Toshiro could easily fling something light that distance without risk of injuring Nerissa or alerting those inside the building to their presence. The only question was where he could find something long and flexible to reach out to Nerissa with, while still soft enough to avoid making noise. Rope would be ideal, but of course it was one of the things the often prepared scientist hadn't thought to bring on a simple trip to a pawn shop. There was an obvious option, but Toshiro would have preferred to avoid it until he'd exhausted all other possibilities, or at least that's what he thought before he heard Nerissa's small defeated sigh.<br><br>Not long after that sound was made, a large bundle of extremely soft angora wool descended upon the trapped fox from on high, its still body warmed dark surface disappearing into the darkness of the ventilation duct above. However Nerissa made it out, either by biting hold of the scarf and being pulled up, or simply using the uneven footing it offered as a climbable surface, once light from outside began to illuminate the duct's interior, it became apparent from the distance traveled that the scarf alone would not have been nearly long enough to reach all the way down to the stranded fox. The source of the remaining length of makeshift rope became immediately apparent as she climbed out into the waiting hands of the now shirt and hoodie absent Date Toshiro, the only thing bracing his lithe torso against the cold air of a winter evening was a thick layer of purple tinged bandage and gauze that seemed to cover ever inch of skin below the collarbone. <br><br>With an obvious shudder to his voice and the occasional chatter of teeth, he held Nerissa long enough for her to revert to her larger form before asking, “Are y-y-you ok? You d-didn't get hurt from the f-f-fall did you? D-d-did you find the s-statue?” Against both the chill exacerbated pain and the accompanying stiffness of movement, Toshiro began to slowly untie the sleeves of his hoodie from both the t-shirt and the scarf as he waited for a response.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>29-09-2020, 07:52:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Building Tensions</span></strong></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, 11:30AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Yuki Katsura Bridal Store (Outlet)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Leasick, Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Awkward.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Club Dress (https://i.imgur.com/ERzFVhw.jpg)<br><hr><br>The way Leasick looked at her, giving her that same smile that seemed so genuine, made her heart ache. She knew what she had told him would hurt, would sting after what he had said, with how open he had been with her. He hand done all of this, in part, to help her take her mind of things, but more so to show his feelings for her. While she didn’t expect something as strange or outlandish as what had just happened, she knew that not answering Leasick would have inly been worse. To not give him an answer, to lead him on and make him wait; it wasn’t right.<br><br>“Leasick...” &nbsp;Her voice was soft, worried as she felt him pull his hands away from her, taking one step away, and then another. She didn’t want him to be alone with what she had told him; if anything, she had wanted to make sure that he would be ok. Then again, in some situations like these, all that called for healing was to simply be alone with ones thoughts, and as Leasick made his way out the door, promising to pay for the clothes before meeting back at SOPHE, he slipped out of the room.<br><br>The sheer tension and awkwardness of the situation was palpable within the room, as now only Mallory and Kevin were left.<br><br>Alone. Together.<br><br>She momentarily glanced away from the redhead, remembering back to how they had split on bad circumstances, and honestly, none were Kevin’s fault. It had all been her in the beginning, which had caused this strange wedge in their friendship.<br><br>Well that, as well as the one thing they refused to bring attention to. <br><br>“So...” &nbsp;Her voice was soft, as her brown eyes looked back at Kevin, her body language showing hesitance. What was she supposed to say to get things moving in the right direction? She had to apologize, as she had been in the wrong without explaining how she felt, and yet it was hard to put into words what she wanted to say. Her eyes looked towards Kevin, seeing his own somewhat nervous stance; they really were alike at times.<br><br>“I... wasn’t really fair to you, back in the car.” &nbsp;She had taken a breath, knowing the only way to move forward through all of this, was to be honest. &nbsp;“I’m sorry Kevin, for putting you on the spot like that.” &nbsp;It hadn’t been fair to him, not as his closest friend, not as someone that cared about their friendship. Her gaze shifted to the ground beneath the heels she wore, suddenly self conscious, her hands coming close to her chest. <br><br>“It was wrong of me to use our friendship to make you feel guilty. You have every right to be mad at me.” &nbsp;Honestly he did, now that she thought back; she had heard his words but hadn’t let him explain, and she let her own feelings get in the way of things; she wasn’t putting a good start to this mission at all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>29-09-2020, 13:03:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After they left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Nera’s room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. <br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>The meeting behind them the two stepped into Nerissa’s room (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/cf/5f/ab/cf5fab112e04bff91e600a5204405628.jpg) in SOPHE. It was a single room apartment. The living room and kitchen were right there after stepping in and the bedroom was more of an alcove. Nerissa left all her bags next to a sofa before she headed to the kitchen. “Do you want something to drink?” Nera asked as she pondered if she should stay on a water line or take something stronger. In the end she ended up taking water and dropping a couple of ice cubes in her glass.<br><br>The girl wanted to take a short break before heading back out. She slumped down on the couch and cuddled herself by Albion’s side, her back against his side. It was quiet. She didn’t say anything and it was usually she who started conversations. In a way the silence between them should feel awkward, like one should say something to keep the silence away, but it didn’t feel like that. It felt like the silence could continue and she felt… good. “Albion, I believe that you are the right one for me. The way you make me feel… it doesn’t matter where I am, if I’m with you it feels like I’m at home.”<br><br>She cocked her head back and took Albion’s chin between her fingers so she could turn his head just enough to reach his lips with hers. “Mmh… I know it’s going to be late when we get off work, but… I would like to reserve a hotel room at some nice place for the night. Let’s wash all the make-up and tonight off, together. Then I want you to make love to me.” The walls here were like paper, and if someone saw them going in the same room so late at night it would cause rumors without doubt. There was always Albion’s place, but Nerissa wanted to avoid it for so stupid reasons she wanted to avoid telling them to the man. “I can personally confirm that you know how to fuck, but you do know how to make love too?” The fox demoness asked with curiosity. “How long it’s from the last time you made love to someone?”&nbsp; &nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>29-09-2020, 14:20:54</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After They Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Nerissa's Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Comfort and Sanctity<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Properly dressed<br><br><hr><br>The return to SOPHE had been quite uneventful, slowly gathering among the others for what he assumed would be a debriefing of sorts following their litter excursion to the mall. Naturally nothing was said of the tryst the two shared, and it had been awkward enough to look at Lily especially when the two got back. Thankfully he only spent as long as he needed among the others before he could step away with Nerissa, following her back to her room. Everyone he came here in the past, it always felt... Awkward, confusing. These feelings and more back when he was struggling to process just what he was to Nerissa, what her feelings were to him, and the ultimate outcome of denying any feelings toward her.<br><br>However, this time was different now, less awkward and confusing, and more... Anxious, curious. It showed even in his footsteps, they weren't delayed and quiet everytime he came this way, but more firm, determined. Today would be the first day he could set foot into this room and have it feel... Natural. Letting the vixen lead the way, Albion walked in slowly, breathing in the atmosphere of her room. Her scent, along with that of the furniture of her room lingered all over, and it felt like he needed to remind himself of what it was like from the last time he came. His heart raced a little, but more out of excitement than concern.<br><br>"Oh, sure, I'd love one. Water works for now." Albion asked, setting his own bags down along the wall before he stepped inside. His gaze traced the room all over, feeling a sense of relief and delight as he stepped around the table and sat down on the sofa. Nerissa returned in short order, setting the cups down on the table before she cuddled up to him... It felt like such a natural thing now, more than it used to. One arm hung back against the backrest, sitting with one leg folded as the vixen leaned back against his side. Even the air between them felt different... Not tense like it could be sometimes, but not awkward either. More... Coming to realize how different things were now.<br><br>"I still find it odd you can call a busted up wreck like me a home... But that sense of happiness I'm feeling tells me I wouldn't mind being fixed up to be a proper home for you." He leaned down, kissing the back of her head before he leaned against her gently. She moved her head back slightly, reaching for his chin to turn his gaze on her, while he made no effort to look away. His eyes knew when and where to seek hers, and this time he could get lost in them at his whims instead of looking away in confusion.<br><br>Her admittance caused the smallest hint of butterflies to well in his stomach, a bold declaration comings easily from her lips. His brows rose just a little, before a warm smile graced his features. "After tonight, huh? True, given everything that's probably going to happen, I'll want nothing better than to relax with company... Luckily I've given up hookers and gotten someone more special." His eyes closed for a moment. "A nice, hotel room for the night with just you... Making love? You're really shooting for the romance..." He gave a gentle chuckle, but behind it there was concern; Concern she brought up with her next question.<br><br>He looked st her silently for a few moments, unable to answer her as he'd already felt like he'd been cornered. Three whole years, the sex came easily... But love? That was much, much harder. He didn't allow himself to feel it, and now he was expected to glut on it with her. "I... It's been way too long. Just, once, really... It was the only chance I ever got before all that happened." Nerissa would know the tale; It would seem at some point he'd shared those feelings with the first... And until Nerissa, last girl in his life.<br><br>"I can... But it'll be very rusty. I'm not some love-making expert at all... But if you don't mind guiding me around a bit, I'd be delighted to explore you all night until I know you outside... And in." He finished, pressing his head to hers gently, followed by his lips in a very soft press. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>29-09-2020, 21:54:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rrbvOfC.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Pawnhouse Zaisan<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Toshiro <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> <br><strong>WEARING:</strong><br><br><hr><br>“Close. I need to hold whatever it’s that is going to transform with me, but you are safe.” Nerissa chuckled with amusement. “You are too big. I haven’t done experimenting on it to know where the limit is exactly, but I know that a backpack is too big. So a grown human is too big too. But it’s convenient nevertheless. Otherwise I would be naked every time I change form.”<br><br>The small white fox carefully observed everything Toshiro did. The human was so considerate! It really warmed her heart to see him take care of such small details like wiping the compass before he gave it to her. And then she was on her way, just to get stuck in the ventilation shaft a moment later. <br><br>I’m so stupid, Nerissa thought. No one else would get stuck like this. There isn’t enough space to return my other form and I can’t use the sword like this. Well… Now I will just have to wait. Toshiro will get me out of here somehow. Unless he is going to leave me here… He wouldn’t! Except if he believes that I was the one who did all those bad things to him… but he doesn’t, right? At least he tries to trust me. Oh no! What if he just leaves me here!? I can’t even call someone to come help me. No… No, I can’t think like that. There is no need to panic. The statue. Right. Keep looking for it… Even if Toshiro is ready to leave me on my own luck he wouldn’t give up on retrieving the statue that easily. <br><br>So, two blinky lights. Does that mean it’s somewhere in here? She pushed the compass around in the small space she had, and it was too little to make any difference for the compass. While I’m here I should have a better look around… The place didn’t look organized. There was too much stuff considering the space. A sword that was probably enchanted. A jar of some kind of powder, probably a drug. A floating lantern. A baby Leburg (https://s1.babiki.ru/uploads/images/topics/2017/03/03/19/ad94d6dcd8.jpg) preserved, floating in a clear liquid, in a jar. A fox tail. A fox tail?! No! That was fake! That had to be fake! Big, fluffy silver fox tail just hanging there. Oh no, oh no, oh no! <br><br>Fear creeped into her mind and it had big cold claws. Toshiro, help! I’m scared! I want to go home now! Then she saw something moving and froze still. I want to go home! She was scared that the big demon would walk in the storeroom and find her, but it was a small Snufflewomp, (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/35/46/5b/35465b5072825251ac89502c8e38f377.jpg) wobbling in the air as it flew on its small fairy-like wings. Go away you flying hallucination bag, Nerissa thought as the pink little creature flew closer and flapped its wings it kept floating on the other side of the grid. The good thing was the creature couldn’t talk, so it wouldn’t rat her out. Snufflewomps were harmless, but when threatened they emitted a gas that was extremely intoxicating. There were demons who misused to get strong hallucinations by squeezing a Snufflewomp until it released the gas. <br><br>The two just stared at each other. Then Nerissa heard a voice from behind her. Oh, you didn’t desert me! You are the best Toshi! Nera rushed to the scarf and was about to grab it with her teeth when she remembered the compass. I can’t leave that here… Life without hands was hard. The fox carried the compass to the scarf and wrapped the end of soft cloth around the compass. It would only need to stay there until she got back up… The fox demoness bit the scarf and waited for Toshi to pull her up.<br><br>Once Nerissa was back on the dark ventilation shaft she unrolled the scarf and took the compass in her mouth. Her little paws tapped against the floor as she ran towards the light. She couldn’t get back to… not so fresh air soon enough! The white fox crawled out from between the stopped fan blades and she basically leaped in the air, landing on Toshiro’s arms. We made it! We made it! It was so scary! Thank you, thank you! Nerissa rubbed her small head and huge ears against Toshiro’s chin with surprising enthusiasm. Then she remembered the collar around her neck, which prevented her from returning to her human form. The fox scratched the collar until Toshiro understood to remove it.<br><br>“It was so scary! Did you see it Toshiro? There was a fox tail! I think it might be a real thing… And did you see the Snufflewomp? I…” Why are you half naked? It’s cold out here. Oh… you used your clothes to make the makeshift rope. Nerissa quieted down as she looked at the human man, mostly his horrible condition. And just like that she forgot everything the man asked from her. Her hand reached to him, her fingertips touched his skin lightly. He could barely feel her touch because it was so light as she avoided putting any pressure on her touch in fear of hurting him. This poor, miserable creature… She had no idea it was this bad. Like it wasn’t bad enough that he was this badly beat up he was clearly emotionally torn apart too. “Toshiro…” Her voice was just a quiet whisper, full of sadness and guilt. Nerissa knew that it wouldn’t help the human at all that she cried, but she couldn’t stop her tears from coming and running down on her face. Just like she didn’t know how to show her empathy to him. It was impossible to even hug this tall man because he was in this miserable condition! <br><br>Nerissa waited for Toshiro to put his clothes back on before she took his hand into hers. Being stuck at the vent, seeing the fox tail and the Snufflewomp and now Toshiro like this was just too much for her. She couldn’t contain all those emotions. “I’m so sorry…” They were just words and they wouldn’t change a thing, but she didn’t know what else to say. Nera raised Toshiro’s hand up and leaned her cheek, wet from the tears, against his top of hand. The golden eyes looked at him, begging for forgiveness for something she hadn’t done. Gently Nerissa kissed Toshiro’s knuckles, her ears drooped down against her head. You are so kind and caring… Why did this have to happen to you? It’s too cruel...&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>29-09-2020, 22:42:46</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After they left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Nera’s room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. <br>&nbsp;<br><hr><br>Albion sure acted differently. Usually he seemed more or less uncomfortable in her room, and Nera didn’t have an idea why. His apartment wasn’t much bigger so that couldn’t be the reason. Was her decor that bad… and did he care about such things? Somehow the girl felt like she could have a cardboard box as a table and mattress on a floor as a bed and Albion would still think the place looked nice. So in the end the reason had had something to do with her.<br><br>“I think we got a good start. We already sanded you a bit and added fresh paint. We got a great frame to work with. You are going to be fine. And seriously, you aren’t such a lost cause even now. It’s mostly inside your own head. I will keep telling you what a good man you are until you believe it. And maybe you will learn to give me some praises in return. I think you are doing that already in your mind, but you can’t make yourself say it all aloud. You probably think that I’m too good for you. <br><br>Actually… That’s something we should clear right now.” Nerissa said and moved to sit on Albion’s lap. She pulled his hands around her body while looking into his eyes. “If you find someone more beautiful than me, someone smarter, better in bed… Would you leave me for her? If she is better on every aspect than I am, would you take her instead?” <br><br>She couldn’t help but sigh and shook her head. “I would appreciate that if you wouldn’t compare me to paid women. I know that your experiences are mostly with them, but… I won’t charge you. At least not in money. You don’t have to pay me a penny, but you need to give your heart to me” Nerissa was a little worried that Albion might not have much experience from making love, and it seemed to be just like she had thought. “It’s okay Alon. You are lucky, because I’m good at both, if I may say so myself. I think you will get the hang of it quickly. There is nothing wrong with your technique, so all you need to do is find a different approach to it. Slow down, enjoy the journey… It’s not as much reaching your orgasm as it’s about us becoming one, the feeling of being together.” To be honest, she didn’t know much about the man’s skills in foreplay when he was sober, but as much as she knew he wasn’t all useless in that. And she wouldn’t mind showing him how she wanted to be touched. In the end, there were no universal rules in this. They had to learn by trying how to please each other the right way.<br><br>“I don’t mind guiding you or taking the lead tonight. I’m going to make you loved.” Nerissa promised with a small playful smile as she reached to take her glass. She fished a ice cube from the glass and put the cube in her mouth. The girl leaned closer and holding the ice cube between her lips she dragged the cold cube along Albion’s neck.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>30-09-2020, 01:58:14</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After They Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Nerissa's Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Comfort and Sanctity<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Properly dressed<br><br><hr><br>"Haha... I really have been your project for a long time. Suitable for living..." Albion gave a gentle chuckle as Nerissa continued to compliment him, but also made it more than a little clear that he could certainly do with a few compliments aimed in her direction. "You know, it's not considered good to ask for praise... But honestly you're just too cute for me to not give one..." He hummed, closing his eyes. "I'd be lying to myself if I thought I deserved someone like you, who's been my friend for three years and respected my efforts to not get involved in a relationship despite hoping I would."<br><br>However, the next question that faced him... Well, was much easier for him to answer. He waited for her to crawl into his lap before his hands were moved to her body. "Mm... Did you think I wasted all these years just looking for the right one? No, Nerissa, I'm not that unfaithful... It could be a woman with the biggest breasts, or the fattest ass, the most chiseled abs, the wildest kinks, or even the fluffiest ears and tail around... But none of those would ever have what you do." He smiled, moving one hand to just above her breasts, pressing his hand to her chest as he never broke eyesight with her gaze. "Your personality, your heart... And most importantly, your soul."<br><br>Blinking as her next comment put him into a corner again this time for unrelated reasons, it was his turn to sigh. "That's what I mean... Still damaged to the point I keep carelessly saying things like that." He knew what he was trying to say, but putting a mention of less-savory women had not won him any favors. He had to condition himself to not even mention them anymore, or he was going to make her feel worse. "I'm sorry, Neri, it's going to take a bit longer to purge those particular aspects completely, especially without alcohol involved." He didn't even want to look away as he said that; It felt like if he did, he would be seen as insincere or untruthful about it. <br><br>"You're just too much, Neri... You could be asking for so much more out of me, and all you want is that tainted thing you call my heart?" He spoke partly in jest, but Nerissa knew that he wouldn't even speak of himself kindly. Moving his hands to seek hers, he guided them to his chest and looked into her eyes. "Earlier in the salon, you said if I ever wanted to give my life up, you said I could give it to you... Now, I'm not ready to give up my life at all, but... I can give you my heart and soul together, this I promise. I know you'll treat them better than I ever did." <br><br>He gave a quiet chuckle as Nerissa said she was just as good st loving as she was at fucking... No fear or apprehension in her admittances. "Well then, I should count my blessings I have such a loving and caring teacher... A different approach to it, hm?" He hummed gently. He could honestly understand the approach... Even the thrill of simply enjoying the journey. Lust could take over so easily and drive things to a quick finish, but handled right, what happened over a short span of time could stretch so much longer. Maybe that was what she was trying to tell him... Slow down and help them both enjoy it. Having privacy would truly help him slow down for sure...<br><br>"Let's... Play it by ear tonight, see where it goes... I'd be happy to feel loved again today..." <em>'And learn the ways to properly show my love for you back...'</em> He trailed off quietly, moving his hands to brush her cheek gently, while she withdrew a cube of ice from her glass. His body jolted softly as she dragged the cube of ice against the warmth of his neck, gasping quietly. "You're such a chaotic thing... Doing things like that here..." He whispered quietly, tilting his head up and pushing against the vixen gently while the arm still curled around her pulled her toward him. His eyes hunted hers out once more, going half-lidded.<br><br>"Gods, you're so beautiful... How stupid I was to not see this earlier in life..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>30-09-2020, 03:34:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After they left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Nera’s room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. <br><hr><br>It was her turn to be silent for a moment after his words. Nerissa smiled and smiled, until she sighed to his words and squeezed his hand on her chest. His words touched her heart. “Alon… I give you less recognition than what you deserve. I thought that you are bad at saying the right things, but you are one smooth talker when you want to.” He could have said something about her ass, or body generally, but instead he went for something much more meaningful. <br><br>Though his words made her look down at her own belly. “You like visible abs? I didn’t know that.” Nerissa bit her lower lip, knowing well that she didn’t have chiseled abs. Her belly was flat, but her abs weren’t visible. Maybe after some workout, but not in the sense Albion meant it. Anyway, Albion would better be the way things were, because Nerissa liked the way she looked. She didn’t want to look boyish. Considering how ridiculously easy the man was to turn off she guessed that he had no real complaints.<br><br>“My point is that, it’s not about someone better. Even if there was someone who would be better on some aspect than you it wouldn’t matter. You are the one I want. Albion, my love, it’s okay. You can speak freely. You don’t need to feel like you need to think every word carefully. I know I’m not the most patient one, but I will try my best to be patient with you. I know you try so hard to become better for me, and I’m not sure if it’s right to ask you to change yourself like that… You haven’t asked me to change a thing in me.”<br><br>Nerissa let him move her hand on his chest. “It’s not tainted, you silly” She shook her head. “I want more than your heart, but the other thing I want isn’t that romantic.” the girl told with a playful smile. “Alon… you have had my heart for some time now… Please, be good to it” She whispered softly before leaning closer to kiss him to show her love with the kiss instead of telling it with words. Why did they wait so long? Why hadn't she kissed him before? Maybe deep down she knew that once she did that there would be no going back. <br><br>“Mmh… Yes, we can see how things go. There is no need to hurry or plan things.” Her hands tugged his shirt out of his pants and higher until she revealed some naked skin. Nerissa loved the way his body reacted to being touched by the coldness. She took the cube between two fingers and moved it on his bare abdomen as she came closer. Her tongue felt a bit chilly when she kissed the man. The kiss started as curious and playful and soon became more passionate. <br><br>“I promised to show you something… “ Nerissa suddenly stopped and pulled away from Albion. She stood up and dropped the ice cube back in her glass. The demoness knew that if she would go much further one thing would lead into another and… she wanted to wait for the right time. She offered Albion her hand to lead him into her bedroom. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>30-09-2020, 04:58:13</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>In the Heat of the Night</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/syqnJjw.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>DAY:</strong>21th October, 2018<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The hotel<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Fox problems<br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Nightwear (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/5f/46/d6/5f46d6f3ccb0540118690b8cbb16622e.jpg)<br><hr><br>“I’m sorry…” Nerissa said when Az got away from her. For someone who said it was funny the demon sure didn’t look amused. It was dark sarcasm. In all honesty, she had thought that she would go through with this too. The whole situation was confusing and she knew very well that she had done something that might piss off Az. It was nerve wrecking enough to tell him she didn’t want to do this, knowing perfectly well that she might make him mad and that wasn’t even the worst part of it. The worst part was that she might destroy their friendship. <br><br>The fox demoness sat on the bed and looked as Az paced back and forth. No doubt. The old demon was angry at her. It sounded like Azmodiel was lecturing to her, so the least she could do was be quiet and pay attention. She made ass out of both of them… But no one had to know. There was no one else but them here. Az could tell people whatever he wanted. More likely it would be enough if he said nothing. There were people at SOPHE who knew that she was in heat now and by the morning more people would know that Az had been at her home, late at night… and they left her home together. So people would falsely think that something happened.<br><br>Nerissa had figured that Riko wasn’t his first wife. It would be more than strange if Azmodiel hadn’t married someone during his long long life. The girl tilted her head like she was struggling to understand everything the War demon told her. Az… It’s not that I don’t want you. Do you really think that’s the problem? If I’m sure of one thing, it’s that there is undeniable physical attraction between us. I like teasing, but even I wouldn’t go this far just to tease someone. <br><br>Why did he bring up the fact that he killed those people at her place? Was she supposed to give him something in return for his help? If she had to choose between sleeping with Az and going with the people who broke into her home and find out why they were after her by being dragged away, there was no doubt which one she would choose. <br><br>For a moment Nera thought about just going with it. Maybe if she had sex with Az he would feel like they were even. Maybe it would save their friendship. So why didn’t she say ‘hop on, big guy’ and spread her legs for him? Because you are one stupid fox, that’s why Nera. That and that she wanted to keep her respect for Az. If he would agree to sleep with her, considering it as a payback for his help, all respect she ever had for him would be gone. Right now Nera was afraid that he might say yes, so she didn’t ask. And this really wasn’t the right time to do trust tests on Az.<br><br>“I’m sorry” She said again. In her own way she understood what the old demon meant by saying that she couldn’t think clearly because she couldn’t separate her heart from her mind. Her actions were guided by her emotions way too often. Nerissa trusted that Azmodiel was right about that love could grow out of just sex. Well, that had never happened to her personally, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t happen. The things the man told her were surprising. Azmodiel had thought about taking her into his life? As something more than a woman he used to vent his overflowing sexual energy? <br><br>Perhaps Az could have learnt to love her. Though Nerissa doubted she was his type, at least outside a bedroom. Az had talked about how she would someday be a strong fox demon, but right now she was one stupid, weak fox demon. She would drive him crazy with her idiocy and not in the good way. Their situation was hopeless. Azmodiel didn’t understand that she wanted everything. And he couldn’t give her everything. She wanted him, all of him and she didn’t want to share. So would Az leave the woman she loved, the woman who was mother of his child? Of course not and Nera wouldn’t even ask him to do something like that. She didn’t want to destroy the happiness of others.&nbsp; <br><br>Please, don’t be angry at me, Nerissa thought. The girl wanted to ask him to hold her and tell her that everything was alright. Yet all she managed to say was, “I’m really sorry…” She sounded like a parrot! Repeating the same thing over and over again. By now it must sound like she didn’t mean what she was saying because she kept repeating it so much. Nerissa sat there and looked extremely guilty. Her ears were down and she had pulled her tail on her lap, stroking the soft fur in an attempt to calm herself.<br><br>She could understand completely why Az felt disappointed and like she wasted his time, but… did she break his heart…? Nerissa felt tears burning in her eyes. Don’t you dare cry now! You have no right to do it now! Don’t even think about adding your own miserable feelings into the burden he is already carrying! Az had showed her nothing but kindness as he did his best to help her with her problems, and she repaid his kindness by hurting him this badly. I’m the worst! I deserve all this hate, loathing and disappointment. The least I can do is let him tell it all, let it all out… and keep my thoughts and feelings to myself. After all this he deserves so much more.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>Nerissa nodded in silence to Az when he told her he would need some time. Once the man retreated to the balcony Nera got out of the bed and got dressed. She even considered leaving in all silence because the situation was so awkward. And there was a good chance Azmodiel actually wished she would do that. Yet the fox demon stayed. <br><br>“Thank you. I appreciate all the effort you do for my sake.” Nerissa bowed her head to show her gratitude. Seeing his sad smile hurt deep in her heart. Her friendly smile was forced, but the girl did her best to act like nothing was wrong. “Good night Azmodiel.” Maybe her voice trembled a bit, or then it was just his imagination. The demon could feel how the girl got up on the bed and stayed on her own side. Nerissa looked at his hand and hesitated. First she was going to reach to take his hand into her, then she thought asking if she could do that… but in the end she did nothing. Instead she poofed into her fox form and curled up, hiding her face under her tail.<br><br>Great job Nera. Just perfect. You destroyed this friendship just like that. You are such an idiot! You selfish fool! You always ruin everything. You just don’t learn and you are going to be all alone in the end. And you deserve all that. You deserve all that because you hurt others. <br><br>But… I didn’t mean to… Does that matter? Does that ‘I didn’t mean it’ fix it? Will it undo all the damages you have done? No! All those thoughts hurt and she couldn’t stop them. She wanted to crawl somewhere where she could cry alone, without anyone seeing. Instead she stayed where she was, trying to get some sleep.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br><hr><br>The morning came. Nerissa kept up a friendly act, putting on her smiling mask and she felt like Az was playing along, keeping up that polite and friendly facade. Nera tried to act like nothing had happened, but she knew things had changed.<br><br>In the end they didn’t find out why someone had sent people to her home, but it was likely that they worked for something or someone. Nerissa didn’t have enough energy to feel concerned because of that. However she decided to leave her home and move to SOPHE headquarters because it would be safer there.<br><br>The fox demon clearly avoided Azmodiel for some days and when she finally gathered enough courage to join in his company it became quickly clear that things would never be the same between them. Az was considerate enough not to tell her stop when the girl touched her in the same way she was used to touching him, but Nerissa noticed that he wasn’t playing along. So she stopped and quickly made up an excuse to escape from the situation. After that Nera didn’t even try to touch the War demon in the flirtatious way she had before, knowing that such behaviour wasn’t welcomed. Nerissa settled on just enjoying watching the man from a distance and giving him a friendly hug or a small lick on the side of his neck when greeting him. <br><br><div align="center"><strong>[[ SCENE END ]]</strong></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>30-09-2020, 08:29:52</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After They Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Nerissa's Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Comfort and Sanctity<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Properly dressed<br><br><hr><br><em>'Are you sure about that...?'</em> Albion thought quietly, even as he remembered looking at the pictures of Nerissa's ex-husband on her phone. Compared to him, the guy was the complete package... Maybe it was that she was really holding out for someone like him... Maybe he was a simple placeholder. <em>'But... Do stunning ladies really spend three years on a placeholder...?'</em> He was silent as he looked into Nerissa's eyes, and maybe she could tell; He was in another internal debate with himself... However, his hand reached up to gingerly cradle her head, dragging his thumb against her cheek. His eyes softened, seemingly as he reached a satisfactory answer, unbeknownst to what she said to him. <em>'No... She is the right one for you. She crossed over from a whole new world, and was by your side for three years. If that isn't the clearest sign that fate had plans for you and her, then you truly are a lost cause. I will not regret my choice at all...'</em><br><br>Blinking slowly, he'd missed out on what she told him entirely, but at least managed to catch the next sentence. "I don't know... It's certainly seen a fair bit of damage..." the white-haired male hummed, before he grinned. "You thirsty little thing... Making me feel better than I have any right to be, and I'm enjoying it..." He breathed quietly, moving his hand behind her head to brush gently. "I don't know what I'm supposed to do with you when you make such lewd remarks, and then follow up with such heartfelt things... But I will treasure it, Nerissa..." He finished, before her lips closed in to seal the unspoken promise, his fingers closing gently behind her neck as he parted his lips to allow her to kiss further. This time, it was his turn to gently snag her lower lip with his teeth, dragging his tongue along the flesh before he released it with a wink.<br><br>However, she was a different beast entirely with that cube of ice... "I like to think of it as getting lost with you in the passion..." He laughed, before blinking as she pulled his shirt up. "Hey, wait, you better not b-ah...!" This time the shocked gasp was more audible now, his mouth forced open as his breathing staggered, long enough for her lips to lock to his and force a very cool tongue into his warm mouth. Moisture built in his eyes just from sensation along as he hungrily dragged his tongue against hers, trying to steal that coolness for himself. <em>'Neri, you're going to break me at this rate... Turn me into some mindless beast for your amusements...'</em> His mind was shaken a bit, but thankfully she slipped the cup of ice into her cup.<br><br>"Show me...?" His brain was still trying to catch up to his mouth, while his body guided his hand to take hers before his brain could ponder what she was leading him into. There was excitement welling in his chest, but he didn't expect anything major to happen... The walls were thin here, weren't they...?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>30-09-2020, 10:04:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After they left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Nera’s room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. <br><hr><br>Nerissa saw it. Albion was sinking into his dark thoughts again. It started to feel like she would have a big job in front of her to keep pulling him away from those thoughts time after time. “You have every right to feel good.” You sure are stubborn to believe otherwise, but I made you forget that no relationships nonsense. You are going to lose this fight too and I’m going to make you learn to respect yourself. <br><br>Calling her thirsty little thing got a small chuckle out of her. “You should just follow your heart and do what you feel is right” The fox demon looked at the man looking very pleased with his reaction. “I love the way your body reacts to my touch. Despite how obvious it is that you have experienced so much pain, your body is still sensitive.” The way he responded just made her want to do more things to him.<br><br>The fox demon grabbed one of the bags lying by the couch on her way to her bedroom. The girl jumped on top of her big bed and sat on her knees. With her both hands she moved the bag on the bed closer to Albion. “It’s for you. Please see what it’s.” The mischievous smile and the way her tail wagged slowly told beforehand that the girl knew it was something Albion wasn’t expecting. In the bag was a new waterproof trimmer. “I know you probably have you reasons to be like you are now, but I ask you to do this favor for me. At least this once, just to see how it feels. If you don’t like it you don’t have to do it again… But I would like you to shave…” Nerissa dropped down on the bed and rolled on her back. Her pink hair spread around her head on the dark red bedspread. Her hand reached to him, touching his inner thigh and sliding higher, until her fingers were feeling him and cupping around his balls carefully. “...these for me. I will reward your efforts so I won’t keep my hands between us, stopping you from giving it all to me.” It was a little vague, but Nerissa believed that Albion would understand it all. <br><br>Now that she had planted that thought in his head it was time to confuse the man more and push him even further. “Talking about promises… I said I would let you take a look at my lingerie. Open the door closest to you.” Nera suggested and pointed at the three door wardrobe behind the Albion. Inside it were drawers filled with her lingerie. Nera knew that all those small clothes, bras, panties, socks and garters, wouldn’t look like much when they weren’t on someone. But she trusted that Albion’s attention would be drawn on things above the drawers. On top of the drawers were all her toys. In a good order, neatly packed. Three different king of whips hung from the wardrobe door. On shelves were collars, shackles, bundles of rope, different kinds of dildos, gags, a strap-on harness… Basically everything one kinky fox could need to play alone or with someone. On top of her toy collection were some costumes, like a sexy nurse costume, school girl costume, a nun costume and a police officer costume.<br><br>With great curiosity Nerissa looked at Albion’s back when he opened the wardrobe’s door. It was a shame she couldn’t see his face. “Found anything you like?” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>30-09-2020, 12:00:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After They Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Nerissa's Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Little less comfort, but in a good way <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Properly dressed<br><br><hr><br>"... Huh? But, I do fe- Oh, you must have seen me... Wait, is it really that obvious when it happens?" Albion had been confused for a moment, until he realized Neri could probably see the visible signs of his inner arguments on his features. He'd never realized how obvious it could be at times, and... Well, it was going to be a habit he needed to cut out, among other things. "Slip of the mind there, Neri, I'm sorry. Hate to say it, but when you welcomed me into your life, you also got all the baggage I'm still trying to sort out." It was the most innocent way he could describe... Basically every issue he'd ever had.<br><br>"I think if I did that, I'd get a whole lot less work done... Then again, my heart's joined to yours now, so I better prepare for less work efficiency..." He was getting cheeky now. He was relieved once Nerissa got up to drag him toward her room, because it meant his body was a whole lot less prone to being teased by her. Of course, going to her room could mean entirely different things... <em>'Pretty sure my body loves the way your body reacts to my touch too...'</em><br><br>When his eyes caught Nerissa getting the present she claimed to buy him earlier, his brow raised. Was she going to give it to him now? A question that needed no answering as she pushed the present toward him while her tail betrayed the glee she felt... And as soon as the water trimmer, the corners of his mouth curled into a smile. "Ah, I get it, you want me to trim the crown j-oh!" The male cut his sentence short as Nerissa took hold of his balls without concern, quite easily causing his dick to twitch in his trousers. "Mmm... You're already giving us a chance, I'm pretty sure I can do without the hair down there... Especially if it let's me get a little deeper in... Here." If she wanted to play that game, he would too as he casually guided his hand, pulling up her skirt gently to press his fingers against her panties. However, it was all he allowed himself to do before he withdrew his hand. <br><br>She had one more surprise for him.<br><br>"The closest? Let's see..." He trailed off turning around and opening the closet door. Given his gaze was downward for the moment, he looked into the drawers and already found himself whistling. "Hoho... I knew you had good taste, but some of these... Man, there are going to look great on you. What else have you g-" It was then that he looked up, and saw <em>everything else</em>. Everything a kinky fox would ever need to play with anyone she desired... And now this magical arsenal was all his to use.<br><br>"... Gods damn, you've got more toys than I do... Though more put through their paces than the stuff I haven't unpacked yet." Albion blinked, still trying to process everything while keeping his dick from erecting at the thought if being able to use these on Nerissa... Who was now apparently behind him. A mirror would have probably reflected the way his jaw dropped quite nicely for her.<br><br>"I think once you stand in front of me, I might." she teased, looking back over his shoulder at the vixen, before he smiled. "You seriously have all of this stuff... Well, I think this calls for a little experimentation." He gave an evil chuckle, reaching forward to grab... Something. "You said you wanted to go out to eat, right?" He asked, slowly turning around to reveal asked egg-shaped decide... And the remote control for it. "Feeling <em>daring</em>?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kissa</strong> on <strong>30-09-2020, 13:19:08</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>After they left</strong></span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/mozuBY3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Nera’s room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>WARNING! Mild sexual themes <br><strong>WEARING:</strong>Casual (https://images.anime-pictures.net/9d4/9d4e8b57086ebe9cc62ef5cfe9579791.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653079-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png) As in pic, but without socks and yellow tags. <br><hr><br>“Yea. It’s quite easy to see most of the time. I know it Albion. I know, you are such a bundle of problems and I must be crazy for wanting you. That’s how you think it, isn’t it? I see it so that I got someone who makes me laugh, who I can trust, who gives me all the affection I want, who makes me feel special… and you aren’t bad looking either.” Nerissa smirked. Her eyes sparkled when Albion got all cheesy. “It almost feels like you are hinting that I might be lazy and avoid working... “ And he would be absolutely right! <br><br>Nerissa carefully observed Albion’s reaction. She was a little worried that he might take her suggestion personally, when she really meant nothing bad with it, but Albion didn’t fail her. The fox demon was so willing, lifting her hips a bit to ease things when the man pulled her skirt up. A pleasant shiver run through her body when she felt his light touch through that one layer of cloth. Albion had misunderstood her. Nerissa grabbed his hand when he was about to pull it away. “No. You went all the way in there already. I wouldn’t mind how much you have hair when you do that… but there is something else you could have gone deeper in, and to me it felt like you really wanted to do that…” The fox demon pulled his hand to her and snatched two of his fingers between her lips, giving them a long and loving suck as she stared at the man. That should let him understand that she was ready to let him go all the way where his fingers were now. “But it’s just a suggestion. If you don’t like doing that I’m not going to force you into it.”<br><br>Then she let his hand free and allowed him to go see her wardrobe. More than you? That was unexpected. Nerissa rolled on her stomach and got up on her hands and knees. “You have toys? I would have never guessed! And you have stuff unpacked? You are a mysterious man Albion! When you bought me for a night I tried to trick you into telling me what you usually ask from the ladies of night, but you didn’t give me any details. This is a surprise! What do you have? And why do you have them unpacked?” It was genuine curiosity to this side of him she didn’t know of. <br><br>“Oh, yes. I’m hungry. Maybe we should reserve a table before we go and…” The fox demon quieted down when the man turned around and what he was holding. “Ohh…” Quickly she understood what he was suggesting and it did entice her. “You are naughty! I love it. Yes. Let’s play Albion. You need to prepare me for it. So please…” Nerissa threw herself on her back on the bed and stretched her hand out towards the man, inviting him to come to her. Or on her. Just the thought of knowing that they would have that little secret on somewhere public made her excited. “...come make me ready for it.” The egg vibrator was quite small, so with a little lubricant he could have inserted it without a problem, but Nerissa wasn’t going to miss a chance to be fondled by him.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gardsorm</strong> on <strong>01-10-2020, 00:38:58</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span class="bbc_u">After They Left</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nvQJUqt.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Albion <br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Nerissa's Room<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Nerissa <br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> WARNING: Mild Sexual Themes<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Properly dressed<br><br><hr><br>"Well..." Damn, she just kind of put him on the spot there when he thought about it. A bundle of problems and she unraveled him just like that... By contrast she saw very different things in him, looking past his issues and focusing only on the good she saw in him, she felt from him. "... Heh, I like how attentive you are. I don't mind if you can be a little lazy and avoid working... Just means I have to pick up your slack, and take my rewards from you..." He gave a wry, telling smile that told her she might enjoy the ways he went about taking those rewards.<br><br>Of course, things did not come easily for him, and when she mentioned pushing back against him, it was the first thing that came to his mind... However, when she told him there was something else could push deep into, his brow quirked before his hand went to his chin... And then his eyes widened, especially when she took his other hand to suck on twork of his fingers. "... Oh.... Ohhhh... OH! ... <em>Ohhh</em>, you dirty vixen." Albion laughed quietly, but she wouldn't mistake the soft, quickened breaths that escaped his lips. Imagining her head right against his pelvis, taking her very nearly to her throat. "Let me shave down there first until I'm satisfactory, then we'll see about that." He nodded, though the lick of his lips was telling; He was certainly amenable to the idea of doing that...<br><br>He knew Nerissa was going to start getting curious about his collection, to which Albion scratched the back of his head. "Can't expect a normal guy to be able to do everything, so I managed to buy a few things... Some normal, some not quite. Most of them haven't been used yet, but I've bought a couple of dildos, some anal beads, bindings, a cockring for orgasm denial, lIke one or two buttplugs... The exotic stuff I haven't used yet. You demons make some pretty kinky toys, you know that?" He grinned. Now that he had Nerissa, well... Maybe it was time to use some of those never-before-used items...<br><br>"I wouldn't worry, I think we'll have plenty of time to place a reservation, but in the meantime..." Albion smiled at Nerissa's willingness to go along with this. Putting the vibrator in there would have been easy enough... But who was ever interested in the fastest way possible? Albion advanced on the woman setting the device down on the bed before he crawled against her, darting in for a quick kiss on the lips, before pushing more fervently into it until he laid her down on her bed. "I'm going to make you <em>my</em> naughty little vixen, start in today..." He spoke the words low, almost like a promise, before his head moved to her neck to nip and lick.<br><br>One hand came up, grasping a breast through her top and kneading gently. He was going to take all the time he needed to get her wet enough, before he turned his attention down below.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TinCanTalos</strong> on <strong>01-10-2020, 07:00:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Date Toshiro<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 26th, 2018 | 7:00 PM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Pawnhouse Zaisan, The Gate<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions:<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes. Currently Toshiro's hood is up, and he's borrowing a black angora scarf from Nerissa.<br><hr>With the soft fur of Nerissa's head and ears so enthusiastically rubbing his face, Toshiro couldn't help but press his cheek against the luxuriously soft fur in kind for a moment, his lips widening in a smile over chattering teeth. Even though Toshiro hadn't put much thought into the effects Nerissa's reverse transformation would have on the items pressed against her in her fox form, it was fairly easy to assume by the way she pawed at her collar that the result of leaving it on would be unpleasant to say the least. Carefully removing the collar and placing it along with the compass back into his messenger bag, the chilled researcher returned his gaze back to Nerissa just in time to see her reverting to the the form Toshiro was more familiar with.<br><br>There wasn't much time to interject amid all of Nerissa's excitement as her voiced fears over what she'd seen of the Pawnhouse's more grizzly wares dissolved into a daze as she eyed Toshiro's injuries. Slowly tracing her fingertips against his skin, Toshiro couldn't help but flinch at the touch, less from any sort of pain, and more for his body's subconscious fear of it. Seeing the tears begin to stream from her eyes and not wanting to inflict further guilt than he'd already subjected her to, Toshiro quickly pulled his clothes back on to spare her the sight of what Toshiro was almost certain wasn't her fault.<br><br>While Toshiro might not have been the most socially graceful of individuals, it was simple enough to imagine what was going on in Nerissa's mind. She had been trapped in almost utter darkness at the bottom of a cold vent, unable to do anything save fearing the worst, a level of horror that must have been only exacerbated at the sight of a severed tail of a fox demon alongside other similarly macabre stock. On top of this, if Nerissa were an ounce as empathetic as she seemed on the outside, she must have been aghast to see the state of his body, a tapestry of bruised and torn flesh held together by bandages and a purple balm of some sort that clung to Nerissa's finger as she touched him, a strong antiseptic and floral scent akin to lemongrass mingling among the unfathomable odor of the alley to create a truly malignant scent. Were Nerissa's relationship with her siblings at all similar to Toshiro's she couldn't help but feel responsible for the actions of her sister, no matter how undeserving of that burden she was.<br><br>Toshiro doubted that Nerissa's regrettable belief that her sibling's sins were hers to atone for would allow her to leave Toshiro to recover the statue on his own even if he told her to leave, and as much as he would have liked to believe he would offer her the opportunity to do so otherwise, he knew that at this point he needed her with him in order to return the artifact to SOPHE. Still, this justification did little to assuage the massive guilt the researcher felt building inside of him, not only for having involved and worried someone who had been so kind to him, but also for the knowledge that his actions had certainly put his sisters on a similar road of forced penance for their youngest sibling's cruelties. <br><br>Against the weighty sight of Nerissa's abundant distress and the feeling of her soft lips against Toshiro's hand, it took every ounce of willpower he had not to collapse to the lingering physical and emotional torment that racked his body and join her in lamenting their miserable situation. However he was determined not to make Nerissa's considerable load any heavier, as above all else, it was his job to alleviate suffering whenever he could manage it, consequences be damned. Placing his free hand on Nerissa's head once again, he comfortingly rubbed along the base of her ears in the same manner as before, his fingers and keen memory now far more attuned to where she had previously seemed to enjoy his gesture the most. Then slowly the far taller man clenched his teeth through the pain of exertion as he stooped and bowed until his forehead pressed high against her, his voice firm certainty but still laced with warmth even as the lingering chill stuttered his words, “H-hey. You haven't done anything wrong Nerissa. You're helping me out of the g-goodness of your heart, not because any of this is cause of something you d-did.”<br><br>Leaning in closer to her ear, he lowered his voice as not to grate against her apparently heightened sensitivity to sound before whispering, “Also I'm sorry if I got the wrong meaning about what I'm about t-to do, but you can always just slap me if it turns out I'm just being a perv.” Then bringing his mouth to the base of her neck, he slowly licked upward along the same path and with an attempt at the same comforting speed she'd afforded him only a short time ago in her car. Assuming he hadn't misunderstood what he thought to be a reassuring gesture among fox demons, Toshiro would continue with that same reassuring certainty in his voice, “I'm f-freezing out here. Mind if we warm up in your car until they close up shop?” While he was cold, this was more and excuse to get Nerissa somewhere to sit in relative security where she might have a less rancid venue to come to terms with her stress instead of the increasingly inhospitable alley way. The plan may have been to visit the mahjong parlor initially, but with the readings Nerissa had managed to take from inside the vent, and with eyes full of tears making for difficulty in reading tiles, Toshiro figured that a location of warm solitude might be the preferred next stop for the both of them.<br><br>As they walked, Nerissa's arm in Toshiro's if she would take it, Toshiro couldn't help but ask both for the sake of taking Nerissa's mind away from the less desirable things she'd seen as well out of genuine curiosity, “Could you tell me more about the Snufflewomp? I'm not really familiar with it, but it was kind of cute.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>01-10-2020, 21:54:16</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">The Black Box</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 4th, 2020 | 11:30 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, IT Department (The Blinking Boxes are Computer Hard Drives!)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Human Lily, Whose Computer Screen Provides a Small Light in the Dark, Strange Room<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is invisible at first, <em>jingling</em>, couching above Lily, and bleeding blood that smells like Lily's favorite scent.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Mayan-Like Clothes | Blood</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The trickster crept forward, moving, <em>carefully</em> through the dark, new room, past more and more <em>blinking</em> boxes, to the small light. The small, square light. The only light. Then suddenly the only light went <em>out</em>. <em>Jingle</em>. Kyless tilted her horned, blue, invisible head. <em>Something changed.</em> Something caused the small, square, lonely light to change. <em>What was that something?</em><br><br><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. A series of rattles emitted from her golden bells as the trickster made a <em>dash</em> towards the faded light. Her movements were quick, graceful, as if she was dancing on her bare blue toes. With each prance, blood, shimmering and inky, landed on the soft, cool floor, <em>marking</em> the invisible trickster’s path. Kyless could hide <em>many</em>things from these silly humans, but not her blood. Or its curious <em>smell</em>. The light was less, but still there, and up high. <em>It was not, however, a way out.</em><br><br><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The trickster jumped <em>up</em>, softly, onto the top of the large desk with relative ease, avoiding <em>many</em>things nearby. She landed low and stayed low, in a crouch, just in case it was not safe to be <em>there</em>. <em>It was certainly not safe to be here, in this place, with the silly, human SOPHE agents.</em> She could still hear Them, lost but dangerous, down, down, <em>down</em> the many stairs and Outside this peculiar room as they continued to search for her. <em>They were very loud. The human beneath her, beneath the desk she crouched on, was very quiet.</em> More, inky, dark blue, blood shimmered and dripped down the trickster’s waist, down her leg, on to the large desk. She would deal with this silly, quiet human in a moment but <em>first</em> – one of her blue, invisible hands reached for the light, and <em>played</em> with it, moving her invisible fingers to create visible shadows. <em>Fun, but disappointing.</em> She poked at the edge of the square light, one corner, and it opened a little, <em>revealing</em> more light again but ultimately <em>no</em>thing Kyless needed. The trickster pouted and pulled back, frustrated. Her side hurt, and her head felt strange, like it was floating, just slightly. <em>Perhaps she had not pulled Their weapon out of her blue skin fast enough when They had shot her on the many stairs.</em> How unfortunate, indeed.<br><br><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “Hello, Quiet Human,” her blue horned and belled head <em>suddenly</em> appeared, <em>visible</em> but upside down, hanging over the edge of the large desk to <em>peer</em> at the human seated beneath it, with big, knowing golden eyes, “you were too easy to find, yes?” The trickster smiled, a <em>wicked</em> smile, one that curved upward on just <em>one</em> side of her dark, blue lips. Of course, since the small, square light was <em>not</em> an escape, this new, quiet human was her only choice. <em>It was not a goodchoice.</em> But the <em>other</em> humans, the SOPHE agents, the SOPHE agents who shot Kyless and kept her in a cage, who kept her <em>un</em>-free, <em>never</em> hid. <em>They never hid from Kyless. Not like this quiet human.</em> And that was… <em>interesting</em>, to the trickster. “Do you <em>know</em> the way to the Outside?” <em>Jingle</em>. Her still, upside down head titled slightly to the left as she spoke a very important question to the quiet, found human girl. Kyless hoped this human would <em>stay</em> interesting.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>04-10-2020, 18:34:21</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory Minato|Mentioned: Reckley Stiles<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Breather<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br><hr><br>Kevin didn't know what he was seeing. Given the beating he was taking, his first conclusion that he must be hallucinating. Mallory was the gentlest soul he had ever known. As deeply as he knew her, his best friend in all the world, the only person who truly knew him, and one of the few people he truly knew - suddenly he was asking himself if he knew Mal at all.<br><br>Because this Mallory was someone entirely new. And she was a badass. <br><br>That being said, shock was not a luxury Kevin could afford. It was another of those lessons he had been taught in both words and in sparring matches. With the reprieve, Kevin got up. They were still outnumbered, and once the group got over the shock of Mallory's attack (they being no less surprised than Kevin), they moved into action. <br><br>"C'mon - get her and you'll get him!" Reckley was right, Mallory was Kevin's Achilles heel. So moving against her was the most effective way to move against him. Kevin moved almost immediately to Mallory's side, as if by reflex. But that meant they were surrounded. A little bit behind, Reckley smiled. Yes the game had changed, but he was still in control. He'd have his status, and his revenge.<br><br><em>And,</em> he added to himself as his smile grew even more wicked, <em>maybe a few other things as well.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>04-10-2020, 18:42:46</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Building Tensions</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div>NAME: Kevin Finch<br>DAY: June 15th, 2021, 11:00AM<br>LOCATION: Yuki Katsura Bridal Store (Outlet)<br>TAGGING: Mallory<br>EXTRA: Reunions<br>WEARING: Camos - like always . Including knife and pistol<br><hr><br>There she was. In something Kevin had never seen her in before. Never imagined her in before.<br><br>OK, maybe imagined.<br><br>Still, reality trumped imagination. God. God. God. Mallory was... hot.<br><br>It was hard to get on track. Kevin tried. "N... No. I was... was wrong. I should learn to trust you to be able to handle yourself. It wasn't like... you know... you've never proved it before."<br><br>It was the first time he mentioned that day with Reckley and Company back in school. To be fair, it still scared him. But that wasn't the point now.<br><br>"I'm sorry about that. I... I just got so used to being the one who was protecting you, that I... well between the whole using you as bait thing and Kyless showing up. I wasn't ready. You deserved better than that. I'm sorry. But you've got to know that I worry. I always worry about you. Maybe it's time I stopped a bit."<br><br>He looked a bit sheepish. Almost the same kind of sheepish he looked when Toshiro caught him looking at the collection of piano pieces back in the anime store.<br><br>"By the way..." he added coyly. "You look... um... really good. Kinda took me by surprise... again."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>04-10-2020, 19:46:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 12th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Behind School Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin Finch, Reckley, Bullies<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Outnumbered...<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Shirt, skirt, and red sweater (https://i.imgur.com/79rFL7A.jpg)<br><hr><br>Mallory didn’t even seem to know where this energy had come from, but all she knew was she couldn’t just sit and watch as people beat up and hurt her friend. She knew that Kevin had always been there for her, ever since they were small, and to even think of just leaving him; no, that wasn’t even an option. Even if he told her to run, she wouldn't think doing such a thing, not when his life potentially hung in the balance. As her hands came to hang at the bullies neck she was clinging to, she did her best to use her own weight against him, going limp to try to bring him to the ground. It wasn’t the best strategy, or really, any kind of strategy, but it was something.<br><br>However, it didn’t last for long. <br><br>The yell Reckley gave to the other bullies was a sign that things were going to go bad, and Mallory knew that the moment she saw the other two get back to their feet. They certainly didn’t look at happy at her...<br><br>“Agh!” A quick yelp came from the girl the moment she felt a hard elbow punch into her gut, and her hands lost their grip, falling to the ground with a loud thud, and an equal moan of pain from the impact. She slowly got to her feet, and as she saw Kevin get close to her, Mallory could see them advancing. They were surrounding them, and Reckley was at the center of it all, off to the side simply ordering them. This wasn’t going to turn out well for either of them, Kevin having taken most, of not all, of the beating.<br><br>The bullies lunged at them, with Mallory doing the best that she could to kick and fight them, but with her limited amount of fighting ability, and the adrenaline beginning to ware down on her, she wasn’t able to put up much of a fight. “Let go!” Mallory yelled at the bullies as one grabbed at her arms behind her back, effectively stopping her from trying to grab or latch onto them. Her struggle continued regardless, even as she began to look more worse for ware; a look of pain from the jab to her stomach, and the bow to her outfit undone from the rough tugging and pulls at her to get her to stop moving. “I got her!” The bully yelled at Reckley once he was able to subdue Mallory for the moment, though it didn’t stop her from struggling to get out of his grip. His strength was enough to keep her at bay, while the others got to Kevin, kicking him to the ground to hold him down. <br><br>“Finch is down too!”<br><br>At least in this moment of time, Reckley had seemingly won the fight, though it wasn’t much of a fight to begin with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>04-10-2020, 19:53:03</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/oMS5DHJ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Leasick Valshanner<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Azmodiel, Ryusei, Kevin, Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Rules of nature<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>Saying that this fight was a challenge was an understatement of the highest order. It was like fighting a mountain that was also made of air <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> if that made any sense. But that was the point of a challenge, wasn't it? To push yourself further and overcome it. Perhaps it wouldn't be today, tomorrow, or the next, but one day they would reach the top of that mountain for sure.<br><br>At least that's what Leasick kept telling himself as he swung his fists over and over at his master, coordinating with Ryusei as best he could, given the limited amount of time they had spent fighting side by side.<br><br>It was ultimately for naught, though, as an open palm strike to the chest sent the artificial hybrid flying back for a second time since the session had begun. His face twisted in discomfort and mild pain as the air was quite literally knocked out of him. Unable to steel himself, he was knocked over after sliding backward a dozen feet. Turning the motion into a roll, he came to a halt down on one knee, gasping for air.<br><br>That was going to leave a bruise for sure, he thought. It took a moment for his lungs to fill up again with oxygen after some quick breaths. Looking up, he noted Kevin was going in for another go. It was admirable, but the options for strategies were running out. If it were just the two hybrids squaring off against Azmodiel, there would be the option to get more destructive, but as experience had taught him there are no ideal situations. They would have to row with the oars they had.<br><br><strong>"Ryusei!"</strong> he called over to the younger man, who had been tossed even further away than he had. Leasick was about to ask if he was ready for another bout, to back-up Kevin, but when his amber eyes fell upon the kneeling form of his master's son, something felt... <em>off.</em> Calling out a second time, he did so with some concern and curiosity in his voice, <strong>"...Ryusei?"</strong><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>06-10-2020, 04:47:09</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Building Tensions</span></strong></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, 11:30AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Yuki Katsura Bridal Store (Outlet)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Being honest with each other <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Club Dress (https://i.imgur.com/ERzFVhw.jpg)<br><hr><br>Mallory looked at Kevin as he did the same as she was; apologizing. What did he have to apologize for? He hadn’t been bad to her, used their friendship or misconstrued things, misunderstood things. She shook her head as he spoke, but not because she was angry, but because she wanted to reassure him; the memory of their time in high school brought a small smile to her face however. “Back then... that was different then, wasn’t it.” &nbsp;She could almost remember how she had tried her hardest to fight off Reckley and the others, just to make sure Kevin was ok. <br><br>She could remember most of it... but some of it was still hazy.<br><br>“Kevin... I don’t want you to stop worrying about me.” &nbsp;Her brown eyes looked at the man in front of her, and the anxious feelings she had slowly, but surely began to subside. Had she never really been that honest with him until now? &nbsp;“...ever since I was a kid, I never really thought I was anything special. No parents, pretty shy around just about anyone; I was kind of a mess to be honest.” &nbsp;She was so used to speaking lowly of herself, but even as she spoke, a hint of a smile came to her face, as she glanced away for a moment.<br><br>“But, everything kinda changed when you and your family showed up. I didn’t really have any sort of friends until you moved next door, and... I’m really glad you did.” &nbsp;Her heart was beating faster and she couldn’t really figure out why, she didn’t feel that nervous. Was she just still jittery from what happened before Kevin had come in?<br><br>“You’re the most important relationship I’ve ever had with... well, with anyone. I don’t want to ruin that by making you feel guilty, or making you feel like I don’t want you with me. That’s the opposite of what I’d want.” &nbsp;Her face reddened just for a moment, as she glanced back at her friend. &nbsp;“So, it’s ok if you worry about me, but, only if I’m allowed to do the same, ok?” &nbsp;A small smile came to her lips as a sheepish look came across her face, a hint of embarrassment washing over her.<br><br>“Ah, I’ve been surprising people a lot haven’t I?” &nbsp;She’d been acting so different lately, she almost couldn’t recognize herself at some points. &nbsp;“Thanks though. Um, I guess if it looks good, I might as well just use it for the mission.” &nbsp;If Kevin thought it looked nice in her, then it just have been true; when had he ever lied to her? As her brown eyes looked back at her friend, her eyes glanced towards the bag in Kevin’s hand; to looked like it was from an antique shop of all places.<br><br>“Hm? Did you go shopping somewhere?” &nbsp;It was a bit surprising to see, considering Kevin had usually tried every excuse to get out of shopping before. A hint of a laugh came to her lips, the room feeling less tense than before. “I guess you’re just as surprising today.” &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>06-10-2020, 19:51:42</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night Is Dark And Full Of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/m15oiJ6.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/c6/75/79/c67579d3ff9945b9b8d2e1b475d46831.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Azmodiel/Ryusei Tetsuda?<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Three Lambs to the slaughter...and Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Something is <em>very</em> wrong here<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Az - SOPHE Uniform(No shirt...ever)/Ryu - Training Uniform</span><br><br><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> In terms of combat capability, neither of the three boys were lacking. They were just at different levels of physicality. Ryusei was a Descendant, or "Hyrbird" as the humans came up with. A perfect mixture of human and demon biology, meaning he had the best of both worlds, and access to demonic strength and powers made him very powerful. That was essentially all anyone knew at the moment, as even with years of testing, his physiology was so wildly different that the information they had was still basic. Leasick was somehow even more of a mysterious. He'd been completely human, and then one day he woke up with a demon arm grafted onto his body. Unfortunately, it was slowly killing the young man even as it gave him incredible powers no human could ever dream of. It enhanced his speed, his strength, toughness. <br><br>He even had flame powers which made Az just a tad prouder of the young man as him fighting to overcome his issue already had him as high as one could be in the Elder Demon's book. The reason he trained him so hard was his hope that if Leasick could master his arm, they could stop the spread of the corruption and maybe keep him alive into his twilight years like everyone deserved. And then there was Kevin. Perhaps the bravest of the bunch. He had no powers whatsoever, but he trained just as hard as the others and went into every session and fight with as much heart and enthusiasm as the boys with super powers.<br><br>&nbsp;He would try his damndest, take his lumps, and grow each time. All three made him proud, were his thoughts as Kevin tried once again to take the fight to him with a roundhouse kick that Az caught at the last second. With a grin, he flipped the boy, launching him in an arc that with his training he'd be able to land on his feet and roll to safety...but maybe he'd have sore ankles for a few days from the impact. "Every day you boys are showing me more resolve. You're fighting harder, better, faster...<em>stronger</em>!! You're already elites in comparison to special forces and even some demons.<br><br>&nbsp;Keep this up and you'll become the pillars that SOPHE depends on to get the job done." As the old man spoke, the pounding in Ryusei's ears got louder and louder. It was his blood pumping, his heart beating. It was so loud he could barely hear anything else. As he tried to stand, he found he couldn't. He didn't understand why though. There was no way he'd been hit hard enough that he couldn't stand. That punch had been a love tap compared to some of the harder hits he'd gotten. <br><br>But...no. This wasn't right. He felt hot...no...cold? It was like his blood was burning, but at the same time the pitch black, icy darkness was engulfing him. Leasick called out to him, and he raised a hand toward his friend, only to panic when he saw slate gray skin and wicked claws pushing from his fingertips. [color=[purple]"WhAttttt? wHaT iS HaPpEnNiNNNGGGG?!?!"[/color] He couldn't find his voice, and he couldn't move. He was scared and confused and had no idea what was happening to him. His hand fell, and he fell over with it, slumping to the floor and breaking into convulsions as the gray washed over him like a wave, his hair suddenly turned snow white while growing into a long flowing mane behind him.<br><br>&nbsp;Horns erupted from his forehead and his eyes, normally intense and blue turned bloody red, with his irises burning like white fire. Azmodiel didn't notice at first with how far away his son was, but he looked concerned when Ryusei tipped over. But when he actually got <em>scared</em> was when his son's aura turned malicious and vile. Like something had corrupted him and caused his power to spike in the process. Shadows, wild and untamed erupted from the boy, engulfing him in such darkness that the room got darker around him. It almost resembled his own black flames, but with such intensity and power that he knew for a fact his son couldn't do that yet. <br><br>His worst fear had been realized. This was maybe the fourth time in his entire life it had happened, but it was always Azmodiel's biggest fear as a father. The demon in his son was taking over. The ancient power slumbering within his blood had been awakened, and Ryusei (https://media.tenor.com/images/14d9753eecb54be1fcb9fc893856c539/tenor.gif) was unable to fight the overwhelming power hidden within. It was all the rage and hatred and lust for war that was inherent within their War Demon kin. The smile on his face faded away and he began walking toward his son. Just then, the shadows erupted even further, touching the ceiling for a brief moment before retracting back within their master, leaving <em>someone</em> standing where Ryusei had been.<br><br>&nbsp;He looked just like Ryusei, except for the gray skin, the claws, fangs, horns, hair and eyes. And the shadows had created a suit that looked like something he'd never wear in a million years. Looking at the people gathered around him, a wicked smile turned his lips upward. In an instant, he was right in front of Leasick, looking down at him. "Leasick, my <em>friend</em>...let me give you a <strong>HAND!!!</strong>" For just a moment, he'd be able to see the sheer sadistic glee in this person's eyes right before Azmodiel appeared between them and kicked Leasick harder than he'd ever kicked him before launching him back towards Kevin. The Elder Demon hoped he could deal with the pain, but it was better than death, as at the same time the demon wearing Ryusei's skin slashed down, turning the floor where Leasick had been to scrap and bits of fluff.<br><br>&nbsp;Shadows licked at the small crater in the floor, promising a fate worse than death if they touched you. "All of you stay back! This isn't Ryusei. Not anymore. It's all the primal demon energy inside him taking control. It's happened a few times before...and every single one of them could be classified as a natural disaster. SOPHE's kept it under wraps but there's no point hiding it now. I'll deal with him...like a father should." Ryusei...if he could be called that anymore looked at Azmodiel, then made a "Tch" noise before vanishing and appearing by Kevin and Leasick. Azmodiel was right there a second later, throwing out a gout of flames to make him step back. "What's wrong <em>O-tō-san</em>? I just want to play with my friends." Azmodiel flared his nostrils and black flames erupted like a demonic bull that saw red.<br><br>&nbsp;"Always with the twisted games. Let him go. You know how this ends." "Never. It's so rare that I get to breathe fresh air and stretch my legs. I'm always cooped up inside him, watching him live his life and put up with all the bullshit the world throws at us for being BETTER THAN THEM!!!," he suddenly shouted with a changed demeanor, spittle flying from his mouth and a thick vein popping up on his forehead as a random wave of shadow erupted behind him and destroyed another section of the floor. He quickly composed himself again, twirling his hair into a ponytail and wrapping it with a rubber band in record time. <br><br>"Now that I'm free once again, I'll put you down old man. And then I'll show Ryusei just how powerful he really is. How he should run this world instead of kowtowing to it. I'll show everyone the true power of a Descendant, and why they should bow and pray for my mercy. Or I'll show them what happens if they don't. Heheheheh." Steeling himself for the battle that he'd never admit was actually somewhat challenging with his son displaying his full power, Azmodiel only hoped he didn't have to hurt his boy too bad to turn him back to normal. Every time the seal was broken, it took more and more to bring Ryusei back. "No matter what, all of you stay back. As he is right now...he'll <em>kill</em> each and every one of you and laugh about it."<br><br></span>&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>07-10-2020, 07:35:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Black Box</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/JCoNFHJ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lily Jimenez<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 4th, 2020, 11:15 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, IT Office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless, Open<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her usual hoodie and jeans<br><hr><br>One minute there was nothing but the smell of champurrado and the jingling - and the next, <em>her</em>. Lily nearly bumped her head on the table on top of her. As it was, the way her neck cricked up from the light of the screen, she knew it would hurt like crazy in the morning. "You... I... What are you?"<br><br>Fear fought with curiosity. Curiosity won. This person, well obviously a demon, she didn't look human, didn't seem hostile. Then again, looks could be deceiving. So, for the moment, calm but careful. "Yeah," she noted, "I guess I was. Then again, not all of us can turn invisible, can we?" Part of Lily was already tuning into the challenge. <em>How do you keep track of an invisible demon?</em> Much of the rest she left aside for the moment. This was the first person at SOPHE who ever termed Lily <em>quiet.</em> To be fair, Lily usually didn't hide either, even as badly as she had obviously made a mess of it.<br><br>The rest though, interesting. "Outside, you say? You're probably asking the wrong person. Look at this, Missy," she held up her arm. "See how pale that is? That's what happens when you go without sunlight for six months. Good think I get some Vitamin D milk with those Oreos. Otherwise I might get osteoporosis before I'm 25. I don't think they want me to get out much." Which brought up new questions, like, why the heck was this one so interested in the outside? Or was it her problem. Gee, give her Annie and some time to mess with some overbearing idiots' heads, and she didn't even miss the Outside? Should she? Well, that was one more thing to take up with Psych Services and the Good Doctor Date.<br><br>Assuming she survived this. The bravado was largely for show, as the biggest question of all was, again, <em>What the Hell was she, and why hadn't Lily met her before?</em>&nbsp; Along with the even bigger question still&nbsp; of Is shethe Black Box, and if so, why was SOPHE so interested in Lily <em>not</em> knowing about her.<br><br>"Anyway," Lily continued doing her best to keep up the front and, you know, not wet her pants, "Outside is about nine floors that way." She casually pointed a thumb upward. "Through about 300 jarheads with guns and tight grips." She cocked her head a little, that cat-killing, make that Lily-killing, curiosity rearing its ugly head yet again. "Why do you want to get out anyway. Is there something out there you're looking for? Because by the way you're dripping on the floor there, you look like you could use a band-aid." <br><br>Suddenly priorities shuffled in Lily's head yet again. Whatever else she might not have wanted, she also found she didn't want whatever it was that just crept up on her to just up and die either. Give her a little credit. She got up and scanned the wall. "If I remember correctly, there's a first aid kit here somewhere. Ah... there it is." She stood and grabbed the little white box and opened it, retrieve a roll of gause and some tape. "It's made for human physiology, but the principle works the same for demons I'm sure. Strip of cloth stops the blood. Basic biology and physics." She also tossed Kyless over a bottle of disinfectant. "I don't know how you demonic types deal with germs, but better safe than sorry. If this stuff makes you melt like the Wicked Witch of the West though, don't go blaming me. You got a name?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>09-10-2020, 05:46:58</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory Minato|Mentioned: Reckley Stiles<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Breather<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br><hr><br>Things did not look good. Reckley was busy smirking and feeling good about himself, mocking Kevin as his friends pushed his face into the ground. "Well you think you're better than me? Think again." He kicked Kevin in the side just to bring the point home. "Everything you have, everything you think you had. Now I'm going to take." He made a glance to their other captive. "Starting with <em>her</em>."<br><br>One had to give it to Kevin, he just kept trying. But every time he dragged himself up, someone just pushed him back down into the mud and laughed. But by then Reckley had lost interest in him. Largely because he had turned it towards Mallory. "Well Princess," he mocked as he stroked her cheek even as one of his comrades pinned her arms behind her back. "Are <em>you</em> too good for me now?" His smile was a rictus of anger and contempt. He had been held back for far too long. Now he was going to have his due. <br><br>Vengeance would be sweet. It would be rough. And Reckley would thoroughly enjoy it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>09-10-2020, 07:35:48</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 12th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Behind School Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin Finch, Reckley, Bullies<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Why is everything quiet?<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Shirt, skirt, and red sweater (https://i.imgur.com/79rFL7A.jpg)<br><hr><br>“Kevin!” &nbsp;Mallory still continued to pull and thrash at the hands that kept her back, her eyes wide as she was forced to watch the bully that had started all this kick her friend down more, both metaphorically, and physically. The harsh kick to Kevin’s side made her blood run cold, as the other bullies that kept him down pushed his face against the cement. She’d... she’d never seen Kevin hurt so badly before, bloodied and clothes ripped at his knees. “Stop hurting him!” &nbsp;Her heart was racing as she yelled out at no one in particular, just anything she could do to get the violence to her friend to end. <br><br>Her breath felt so heavy in her chest, panting out restlessly as her eyes turned towards the one that had started all of this. <br><br>Reckley. He was the one doing all of this, brought this on them. For no reason, other than being jealous...<br><br>A wince came from the young girl as her gaze turned to the ground beneath her, her head pounding. Why was it hurting so much now? She tried to focus, but everything was so blurry, even as she tried her best to focus. Focus on something, focus on what was happening...<br><br>Kevin was hurt. He was getting beaten badly, he was bleeding. The caress of her cheek from Reckley made her pull away, like fire burning at her skin. He wasn’t anyone she’d want to be with; he was jealous, cruel, a liar. <br><br>She didn’t want <em>his</em> touch.<br><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">“Stop!”</span><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Stop this.</span></div><br><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">“Please Stop...”</span></div><br><div align="center">End it.</div><br>”S-stop.”<br><br><div align="center">End it.</div><br>“End...” <br><br><div align="center">End them.</div><br><div style="text-align: right;"> “...end... end them.”</div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">End.</span></div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">End.</span></div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">End. </span><br><br><span style="font-size: 19pt;" class="bbc_size">End.</span><br><br><span style="font-size: 25pt;" class="bbc_size">End</span></div><br><div align="center"> <span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">“The end.”</span></div><br><div align="center">(https://imgur.com/download/KDuTV98/)</div><br>The struggling and resistance ended suddenly, as Mallory’s body went limp, causing the bully restraining her to buckle slightly. “Hey no fainting on us-” His words cutoff suddenly however, when he gave a quizzical look, suddenly getting Reckley’s attention. “Hey, what the hell-” It was a scene where you’d blink and you’d miss it, as a pulse was felt in the air. It was thick and heavy, as if pressure was pushing down on your entire body all at once. A purple energy crackled through the air, before a sudden burst came forth, enveloping the group.<br><br>It was quick, barely anything, and yet the damage had been clear. Noticeable cracks reflected in the glass windows from the buildings behind them, as the bullies, including Reckley, had been pushed back a handful of feet. Far off from where they once stood, there was a noticeable distance between them and the two friends, as Mallory’s body lay against the concrete near Kevin. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>12-10-2020, 02:41:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory Minato|Mentioned: Reckley Stiles<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Purple Haze<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br><hr><br>Kevin wasn't quite sure what he was seeing. Even if he were, he wouldn't have believed it. One minute he and Mallory were at the edge, pretty much at Reckley's mercy. The next? Their captors were all flung thirty feet away. All unconscious. The only dividing line between the states was a flash of purple emanating from... Mallory.<br><br>Slowly, painfully, Kevin dragged himself up to a sitting position. They had gotten him, and they had gotten him good. They wouldn't be doing so again. No one would willingly go up a second time against that. He only hoped that they would wake with no idea as to what had happened. Because that would not be something he would be able to explain, and inasmuch as anyone could, as his <em>parents</em> could, it was not good. Better than being at Reckley's mercy obviously. But very much a frying pan/fire sort of situation. As it was, he was being haunted by his parents' warning to keep an eye on Mallory - that things could happen. And what they might do if they found out.<br><br>But first. Mallory. "You... You OK?" Because despite what had happened, and what it might mean, there was one thing Kevin knew for sure, and that was that as much as he'd be able to live with taking a beatdown himself, he would never forgive himself if anything ever happened to Mal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>13-10-2020, 07:44:47</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin, Azmodiel,&nbsp; Ryusei, Leasick<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Time to, wait we’re just going?<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Workout Gear (https://i.imgur.com/wSdPNiZ.jpg)/Hairstyle (https://i.imgur.com/l9E5Mi7.jpg)<br><hr><br>“...Ryusei?” &nbsp;Mallory had been watching all three of them fight Azmodiel fighting their hardest, working with one another to get one hit, even one close enough, at her father. It was quick and messy, and as each of them kept at it, Azmodiel was thought it beat, and with each swing and throw, she could see that Ryusei was beginning to slow down. Her eyes watched, as he lay there on his knees, breathing heavily, and then, in those few moments, the air in the room shifted. The display, whatever was happening to her beer, was something unlike she had ever seen before. While people always told her that demons held power that human could never hope to have, never imagine, she never knew what they spoke of.<br><br>Even if Ryusei was half of a demon, the power that was coming from him was unlike she had ever seen.<br><br>It had all happened in a flash, more literally than anything, as Ryusei, or whoever was talking, had attacked Leasick, with Azmodiel making it just in time to move the man from getting serious injured.<br><br>Or worse.<br><br>She took a step back, and then another, as she watched the scene. Whoever was controlling Ryusei’s body now, well, it want her brother. Ryusei was never like that, never scary, never threatening. He talked as if he was some completely different, but now, Mallory didn’t even know what was happening. All she knew was that what Azmodiel said was the most important, and she would need to get away.<br><br>But... she couldn’t leave them to fight whatever her brother had become.<br><br>Her brown eyes glanced above her, over her shoulder as she saw the stairs that lead to the observation deck. An area that the training room held for those that wished to watch and take notes, but more than anything, had controls for different models and training tech. It may not be strong enough to knock Ryusei (or whoever he was) out, but it could help the others, maybe. <br><br>She waited while the demon was distracted, talking to her father, and in those moments, Mallory ran to the stairs. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>13-10-2020, 08:31:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 12th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Behind School Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin Finch, Reckley, Bullies<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> What am I?<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Shirt, skirt, and red sweater (https://i.imgur.com/79rFL7A.jpg)<br><hr><br>The bullies had been knocked unconscious, far away from where they had started when they had attacked her and Kevin. It didn’t seem possible for it to happen, and yet Mallory could barely even figure out what was going on in her own head. Her brain was rattling within her skull, as her eyes struggled to stay open. She felt so weak, like her entire body was heavy; were Reckley and then bullies still after them?<br><br>“Mmm...” &nbsp;She groaned, trying to move to get to her feet, yet all she could do was barely sit up by the strength of her hands. Struggling, Mallory grit her teeth, as the pain of her headache still ached, throbbed along her skull. A hand came to clutch at her face, eyes struggling to adjust to her vision; was it normal to be this wobbly?<br><br>“I-I don’t...” &nbsp;Her brain was struggling to piece everything together, to remove what exactly happened, how it happened. Her breath was heavy within her chest, and as she looked to Kevin, her eyes caught sight of her reflection within the cracked windows of the school building behind him.<br><br>Sporadic and flashing, her brown eyes were being overtaken by a sickly crimson color. <br><br>“S-stay back! &nbsp;Her warning was loud enough for Kevin to hear, but is was cautionary; it was as if she was saying it to herself. What she had done, what she did, somehow she had done something that no human could possibly do. As weak as she was, Mallory did her best move away; Reckley and the bullies were evil, they had hurt Kevin, battered and bloodied him.<br><br>They were going to hurt her, and the look in Reckley’s eyes, it was something unlike she had ever seen. It shook her to her very center, and she hadn’t felt fear like that, ever.<br><br>What she had done though, whatever it was, she didn’t want it to hurt her best friend, the one person she really cared for. <br><br>Her breaths came fast as her chest heaved, looking away from Kevin, covering her eyes from him. Was she a danger to the people around her? What would happen if her Aunt found out about this?<br><br>...What did Kevin think? <br><br>“Don’t... don’t come any closer.” &nbsp;Her voice was nearly broken, as tears welled up within her eyes. Why, why was all of this happening? “I don’t... want to hurt you, Kevin.” &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>14-10-2020, 04:38:49</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Building Tensions</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div>NAME: Kevin Finch<br>DAY: June 15th, 2021, 11:00AM<br>LOCATION: Yuki Katsura Bridal Store (Outlet)<br>TAGGING: Mallory<br>EXTRA: Unfinished business<br>WEARING: Camos - like always . Including knife and pistol<br><hr><br>"And you... I mean...We go back. I've never known anyone like you. I'll probably never meet anyone like you again in my life. I couldn't imagine things without you. It's always been you and me... I mean with others too, We have friends. But still... What's between us... I wouldn't change it for the world. I really..." He almost said it. He came within a hair's breadth. But then he looked around and there was the sales associate, who was looking at him all funny. And Kevin's nerve gave out. He would tell her. Really. After the mission. "...want you to remember how you important you are to me." A compromise but a valuable one. "But... you're a big girl who can take care of herself. I really need to keep that in mind. You've proven it often enough. So it's a deal - I'll let you worry about me too.<br><br><br>"And yeah, that dress really looks good on you," he added with a grin.<br><br>And then came the question, which left Soldier Boy sheepish. "Um... no... actually..." What hadn't been a problem with Toshiro turned out to be a tad embarrassing with Mallory. Kevin couldn't really figure out why. Mal knew he didn't buy clothes - he just stayed with the ones he had. But that wasn't an option this time. Going to the Club in Full Kevin Gear was going to make him stick out like a sore thumb. Not that he wouldn't stick out anyway. "I don't suppose you might have any ideas. I'm not really that much good at picking out clothes myself.' Understatement of the year, to put it mildly. He looked around - looking more intimidated than he would have by a horde of demons.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>14-10-2020, 05:48:50</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">The Black Box</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 4th, 2020 | 11:30 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, IT Department (The Blinking Boxes are Computer Hard Drives!)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Human Lily, Whose Computer Screen Provides a Small Light in the Dark, Strange Room<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, couching above Lily, and bleeding blood that smells like Lily's favorite scent.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Mayan-Like Clothes | Blood</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><em>Ooo.</em> The quiet human jumped a lot. <em>Was she afraid?</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “A trickster,” Kyless titled her horned, belled head to one side at this human’s many questions, and her poor hiding spot. “Oh.” The demoness stated quietly, still crouched on top of the large desk, still bleeding, as the quiet human said they could not become <em>un</em>-visible. That not <em>every</em>thing could turn <em>un</em>-visible. “It would be…” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her horned head titled to the <em>other</em>side as the trickster considered this truth. “Far less fun if <em>every</em>thing could be <em>un</em>-seen, yes. But that is why I am so valuable.” Another, bewildering yet mischievous smirk fell on the corners of her dark, blue lips.<br><br>Or at least, her magic was why these silly humans of SOPHE <em>appeared</em> to keep her in a cage. <em>How long had Kyless been there, exactly? It could not have been very long, could it?</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The trickster did <em>peer</em> at the light-colored, human arm that <em>appeared</em> from underneath the desk. She even <em>squinted</em> her big, shimmering golden eyes at it, as if waiting for <em>some</em>thing. She did <em>not</em> understand this. These many strange, human words. “The Outside!” Kyless chanted simply, undeterred and held her own, blue-grey arm next to the human's, mimicking this quiet one's peculiar gesture <em>perfectly</em>. <em>They both had arms. They both would go to the Outside. They would do this now, yes?</em> The quiet human’s hand suddenly changed, and one of her fingers pointed upward. The trickster’s eyes widened, in her crouch. This quiet human knew how to <em>get</em> to the Outside. <br><br><em>Yes, yes, yes!</em> Things were finally coming <em>together</em> for the blue-grey demoness. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless sat back on her bare feet and watched as the quiet human got out from underneath the large desk, and when to a nearby wall and retrieved… <em>some</em>thing. <em>Some</em>thing strange and <em>some</em>thing stranger. “Why are <em>you</em> <em>in</em>side, quiet human?” A question for her question. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless caught the s<em>ome</em>things from the nearby wall. Even in her hands, they felt strange. <em>Were they gifts from this quiet human?</em> To the trickster’s sheer disappointment, she did <em>not</em> feel her magic grow. These new, strange things were <em>not</em> gifts, they were required in <em>some</em>way… for <em>some</em>thing. “Do the silly, loud humans of SOPHE keep you locked up in here, with these blinking lights in this dark place?” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The quiet human said Kyless was drip… <em>dripping</em>. Dripping. <em>These strange things were for her hurt, yes?</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br><br>“I have a name, but it is best to keep a secret. You would not be alone in… <em>this</em> place,” the trickster held up one end of the white, fluffy roll of cloth and let it <em>un</em>-roll all the way, down, down, down, until it reached the cold, soft floor. <em>Interesting.</em> How did this stop her hurt? Her blood? Her… dripping? <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She looked over at the quiet human before continuing, “if you did not have secrets too. Secrets from the other silly humans around us, I bet.” The demoness dropped her end of the fuzzy cloth on the top of the large desk next to her. <em>Maybe the other something would be better, yes?</em> She held the bottle of… <em>liquid</em> up to her face. <em>How peculiar.</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>! Her golden bells <em>rattled</em> as she shook the bottle of disinfectant, very hard, trying to determine what to do with such a… <em>some</em>thing that was not a gift. This was for her hurt too. Kyless did <em>not</em> understand, but her hurt was the very least of her concerns now. Neither was this… Witch. “If there is a particularly <em>wicked</em> human here, I will lead them far, far away from you. But we must move <em>past</em> the other SOPHE humans, yes? The ones with <em>bad</em>things? To get to the Outside.” The demoness held the bottle of liquid with one hand, but tapped the edge of the square of light with her other, spare finger. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “This. What is this light, quiet human? It can lead us to the Outside, yes?”</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>15-10-2020, 23:55:53</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Kyless Takes a Shower</span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Extending the Shower Mentioned Here (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322749.msg15598726#msg15598726)</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 11:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Descendant Ryusei's <em>Home</em><br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Descendant Ryusei<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; ;)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Soap Bubbles | Toshiro's Anti-Magic Bracelet</span><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">CONTENT WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body">NSFW, Erotic Shower Scene</div></div><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">The Descendant Ryusei had shown the curvy, tall blue-grey demoness <em>many</em>things today, this day, but now he said she should shower. <em>Could shower.</em> That Kyless must not smell like the Ocean at all, to keep their sensual <em>secrets</em> from the silly, foolish SOPHE humans. There was a door here, once that both <em>opened</em> and <em>closed</em>, so that was... different than Kyless’ normal showers. Usually, her shower appeared in her cell, and it was very boring and very... <em>public</em>, in front of many glass walls. The demoness looked in the mirror as she <em>un</em>-fastened her beige dress and let it fall to the tilted floor, leaving her very, truly naked. Her sore nose was very, very pink. And her cheeks were big… Very big. Her entire face felt heavy. Toshiro’s gift was making <em>every</em>thing very heavy, today, <em>this</em> day.<br><br><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The naked trickster pranced, twisting her curvy hips, to the pile of… <em>soft</em>things. <em>What were these softthings named? To… Towels. Towels. Yes.</em> They were very nice to touch. Very warm. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless picked up one and hugged it, so <em>tightly</em>, to her bare, perky breasts and rubbed her sore cheek against the very tip of its clean fabric. <em>Oh yes.</em> She liked these far better than w<em>hatever</em>things they gave her in her cell. But… towels were not for inside the shower. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless looked up at the empty shower and slowly set the precious towel back down, bending over so that her firm buttocks faced the window. She wondered if the towel smelled like a <em>good</em>thing, too. She still could <em>not</em> smell any one thing.<br><br><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The Descendant Ryusei's shower was very… <em>different</em>. New. She was glad the Descendant Ryusei had turned it on once before, so she could turn it on now. <em>Oh hot! Hot, hot, hot!</em> Water splashed over her curled horns, her small, golden bells and her long, dark hair. <em>It was very hot.</em> It hurt a little at first, but her sore body relaxed, and it felt nice. <em>Yes. Very nice. A very goodthing.</em> Her face felt lighter, even. She held her horned, belled head under the water and rubbed her the palms of hands over her cheeks, over and over. <em>Yes. Better.</em> She looked past the hot water to the <em>other</em>things in this shower. There were lots of bottles, and liquids, and other… <em>things</em>. As she looked, the water hit her collarbone and cascaded down, slipping against her round breasts and dripping off the tips of her firm nipples. Running along her soft stomach, and wide hips, down her long, long, legs to meet the shower drain below. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She stretched a little, letting the hot water rain down her square shoulders, and her back, trickling off one bare, round butt cheek and then the other. Her devil tail swished behind her, splashing water droplets here, there, and <em>every</em>where. <em>This onething</em>… Kyless picked up a bottle. It was purple, and it glittered. <em>Yes, this one seemed fun. Very fun, indeed.</em><br><br>The warm, wet trickster poured the liquid across her chest, and it made her youthful breasts glitter and glow too. She titled her horned head back and let the hot water bounce off of them as well, which made bubbles appear, and slip down her silky, blue-grey skin. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. <em>It felt good… A very goodthing.</em> The trickster wondered, as she ran a hand through her long, thick, soaking hair, just how long the Descendant Ryusei would let her stay here, in his shower, naked and hot and full of steam.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>16-10-2020, 03:27:32</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Building Tensions</span></strong></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, 11:30AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Yuki Katsura Bridal Store (Outlet)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin, Leasick (m), Group (m)<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Being honest with each other <br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Club Dress (https://i.imgur.com/ERzFVhw.jpg)<br><hr><br>Their troubles, their misunderstanding, had been addressed, at least as for as she knew. Mallory gave a smile as Kevin spoke however, unaware of where he was going with his current train of thought. He was so genuine in his words, it was almost like seeing a different person for a moment. So quiet in saying things except when she was around, she knew how hard it was for Kevin to express how he felt. <br><br>Just like her Aunt, his parents had taught him that showing emotions made you look weak to others. <br><br>But, when Kevin showed his emotions, it only made Mallory more happy to see, to get to experience. Kevin was rough around the edges when it came to socializing, it has always been that way, yet she always hoped he could acclimate to it better. Working with SOPHE, spending time with Azmodiel, Toshiro, Lily, everyone; it all helped shape to be the person he was today.<br><br>Being more open about how he felt only made Mallory so proud of her friend, and him being worried of the consequences, of what people would think, never crossed her mind. Seeing him be so honest with himself was what truly showed progress, and honestly, it was one of the many things she loved about Kevin.<br><br>...wait, did she say love?<br><br>“Huh?” &nbsp;Jumping back to her senses, her eyes turned from the bag Kevin was carrying to the man himself, and she couldn’t help but give a comforting look. Kevin never really liked to go out unless he absolutely needed to, but getting new clothes especially was hard for him. “Well, I think I may.” &nbsp;A hint of a blush appeared along her cheeks from the previous compliment Kevin gave, and she couldn’t help but feel that same rapid beating of her heart; no, not now!<br><br>“Uh, you wait outside of the shop until I get changed, and we can head over to some places. It shouldn’t be that long.” &nbsp;With a reassuring smile, though somewhat sheepishly in nature, she let Kevin walk out of the room to make his way out, before she to got ready to depart the store. Leasick had gone off on his own, and Mallory promised herself that after this mission she would talk to him, and set the record straight. He was still a valuable friend, someone she didn’t want to hurt; everything was just... crazy right now.<br><br>After finally changing out of the dress, and back into her more modest clothes, she made her way out (though not before having to thank the attendants for the help). Holding her bag in along her shoulder, Mallory glanced towards Kevin; he was still as tense as ever.<br><br>“I’ll try not to make the experience too unbearable.” &nbsp;A small joke on her part, she gave a laugh as the two began their shopping trip, walking side by side. Glancing up at the ginger male, her brown eyes gave a curious glimmer.<br><br>“So, what did you and Toshiro do anyways? You guys must have talked about something while you were gone, considering you have something secret with you.” &nbsp;She was still curious about what was in the bag, but she wouldn’t press too hard about it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>17-10-2020, 00:04:05</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Growing Pains <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> Part 1</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/tia89xp.png)</div><br><strong>NAME:</strong> Leasick Valshanner<br><strong>DAY:</strong> January 1st, 2014, 01:14/1:14AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Black District Warehouse<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Standard Issue Combat Gear (https://i.imgur.com/kTWcnvz.jpg)<br><br><hr><br>It felt claustrophobic wearing the helmet, now more than ever. He couldn’t keep himself from displaying nervous ticks; the tapping of a foot and fidgety behavior. Didn’t help he was the only one packed into the back of the armored transport vehicle to display that sort of behavior. The rest were looking fairly stoic. Even if he couldn’t see their faces with the helmets on, the body language made it clear who was the experienced one and who was a rookie on their first actual mission.<br><br><strong>”Oof…”</strong> The soft grunt was uttered more in surprise than anything else as Leasick felt an elbow prod into his side. It was Thall, one of three actual demons on the squad of a dozen being deployed. A disciple of war, he was relatively young for his species at about a hundred and twenty, if he recalled correctly. By comparison, he was just an infant, being just eighteen. But Thall was kind of like an older brother that Leasick had never had, providing a guiding hand to help him settle in the squad, which the young artificial hybrid had joined just a few weeks ago. <br><br>Truth be told, Leasick was an outcast, even in a group of trained professionals such as this. He was considered no longer human, but not a demon, or even a hybrid, either. Though nobody had ever said it to his face before, he knew he was thought of by many as a freak or even an abomination. The only thing that kept people in check was the fear of what big sis Oei might do to them if they crossed the line.<br><br><strong>”I know you don’t like being cooped in a car, but just keep yourself in check, son,”</strong> the older man whispered, his voice masked by the roaring of the engine and the heavy rain bombarding the reinforced metal roof above their heads. The helmet on Leasick’s head shifted forward slightly, looking like a nod.<br><br><strong>”Yeah… Yeah, okay…”</strong><br><br>Come on, remember the lessons from master Azmodiel.<br><br>Breath in.<br><br>And out.<br><br>Repeat.<br><br>And again.<br><br>There we go.<br><br>Just as he’d gotten himself under control a little, the vehicle began to slow down, the brakes causing everyone to shift in their seats a bit. A few moments after it had halted completely the double doors at the back sprang open.<br><br><strong>”Out,”</strong> the gruff voice of squad leader Honda barked, and as well trained combat dogs, they obeyed immediately and filed out of the car and into the pouring rain and the cover of night. Dozens of droplets bombarded his helmet like tiny knocking hands as his boots landed in a puddle, causing water to splash up. Placing two gloved fingertips against the side of his visor, the darkness was basked in greenish light as the night vision mode was activated, allowing him to see further into the darkness than just a few feet.<br><br>The vehicle had been parked at the entrance of a narrow alleyway that was nestled between large warehouses. This was the small part of the Black District that covered some of the old shipment docks, so there were a lot of old warehouses that were ideal for the homeless to take refuge in or for crooks to do their shady business relatively undisturbed and in secrecy. It was hard for SOPHE to keep tabs on what was going on in all corners of the district, but informants had tipped them to something big going down that night. Their mission was to infiltrate and apprehend anyone and confiscate anything suspicious. Normally a raid like this required a warrant, but this was a black ops type of affair. All off the record and such. High risk, high reward scenario.<br><br>It made him question a little why he, as a rookie, was sent out along with the rest of them, then…<br><br>No. Now was not the time to doubt himself. Master Azmodiel hadn’t put him through the wringer just to make him question his abilities. Inexperienced or not, Leasick was, at this point, highly trained and capable. He wasn’t <em>given</em> this position on Theta Squad, he had <em>earned</em> it!<br><br>Raising his assault rifle, he flipped the safety off and kept his finger beside the trigger, falling in line with the rest as they slowly crept forward through the alley, keeping close to the walls and checking their flanks at all times as they progressed. At the end was a heavy, metal sliding door that was supposed to lead them into the back area of a third warehouse. Silently, the commander ordered Thall and another forward. Doing so, they positioned themselves at the large handle of the door. Then, with a nod of their leader, they pulled in unison. <br><br>With a heavy groan, the metal door slid open and another against moved forward, checking the immediate area inside. Giving the all-clear hand sign, they all began to file into the building quickly but quietly. Taking a deep breath, Leasick brought up the rear.<br><br>Here we go.<br><br><strong>End of Part 1</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>17-10-2020, 09:33:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/764e01a1d7e6481cb741154775cfaee3/b13272958e782114-83/s640x960/37d3064aad3784a163846ed916be90531c073202.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ryusei Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, 11:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; Tetsuda Household<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; :-[&nbsp; 8-)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Tank Top, Sweatpants</span><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Content Warning</div><div class="spoiler_body">Peeping Tom</div></div><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Showing far more trust in Kyless than anyone at SOPHE would've liked, he left her well and truly alone in the shower while he went to take his own. His showers never took too long unless he was absolutely drenched in sweat, dirt, and grime after a training session with his father. A quick afternoon of sand and surf wouldn't take more than a few minutes tops. In a similar fashion to his guest, he undressed and dropped his dirty and wet clothes in the hamper in his bathroom, then he turned on the piping hot water and let it cascade over him, wetting his hair and causing it to flatten along his skull as the water pitter pattered against his skin.<br><br>&nbsp;He got some nice smelling pumice soap so he could really scrub himself down, and was soon washing away all evidence of probably the most fun he'd had at the beach that didn't involve him and his dad playing an absurdly dangerous game of volleyball against other demons. His shower was short, sweet, amazing and hot, and when he was done, he smelled like persimmons. He dried off quickly, then tossed on a form fitting tank top and his boxers and some sweats for now, then realized he never asked Kyless if she knew what a shower was, or how to work the ones at his home. He walked down the long hallway to the Master bedroom. <br><br>The door was open, and as he walked in, he could already hear the shower running. He didn't stop to think as he neared the bathroom that the reason he could hear so well was that the door wasn't closed completely. He stopped at the door, realizing that since the shower was running, she did indeed know how it worked, but then he saw a glimpse of her tail swishing, and no clothes. He saw the swell and curve of her butt and he froze in place. It wasn't the best way to act, but she was so beautiful that he went against his own training, pushing the door open just a tad more so he could peek around it and look into the steamy shower to view her. <br><br>She was perfection given form, and the young Descendant had just found one more reason to like Kyless. He already liked her as a person, but seeing her naked as the day she was born and that she was very well shaped...he liked her as a woman. He didn't want to be rude, but he'd been captivated by her spell and was rooted to the spot. He couldn't have moved away if he wanted to, so he just stood and admired, looking but knowing he could not touch, no matter how much he wanted to.<br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>20-10-2020, 06:10:10</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory Minato|Mentioned: Reckley Stiles<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Purple Haze<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br><hr><br>Kevin registered the terror in Mallory's eyes. She was as scared of what she had just done as everyone else had or would be, Kevin included. But this was Mal, damn it, and Kevin wasn't going to let fear get in between them. Not now. Not ever. "Don't worry, Mallory - I know you won't hurt me." Whatever was in her, whatever had done that, however awful he felt, he had to stay strong. Slowly, surely, Kevin crawled next to her. "See? No problem. I can trust you. Heck you saved my life back there - twice I think."<br><br>He grinned. Given the beatdown he had just taken, it was less reassuring than he would have hoped. Still, he forged on. "OK, anyway, that was... well, it <em>was</em>." He looked at Mallory and asked the inevitable question. "Do you know what it was? Has anything like this ever happened before?" The fact that his parents had told him to keep an out for her gave him at least a little hint that something had gone on before. Still, he <em>knew</em> Mal, almost better than he knew himself. And this... this was new.<br><br>And he didn't quite know what to do about it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>23-10-2020, 07:51:07</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 12th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Behind School Grounds<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin Finch, Reckley, Bullies<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> What am I?<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Shirt, skirt, and red sweater (https://i.imgur.com/79rFL7A.jpg)<br><hr><br>Her eyes had been shut, the suddenness of what had happened quite frightening to her. She’d never seen anything like what had happened, though if nothing, Mallory hadn’t seen much. All she remembered was getting surrounded by the bullied, by Reckley, and then... nothing. They had all been pushed off a huge distance, and she had been knocked out, for a few moments at least. <br><br>Kevin... he was still being his same, supportive self, even after whatever had happened.<br><br>“Kevin...” &nbsp;He still smiled, even though she could see it in his eyes; he was confused, uncertain of what had happened, just like her. He wouldn’t tell her that however, as he knew that he wouldn’t want her to be worried, to be scared more than she was; it was what Kevin so selfless, someone that she had always relied on. As he moved closer towards her, crawling to sit next to her, Mallory gave a breath, her hand shaking, as her eyes finally looked back towards her friend.<br><br>“I... no, at least... I don’t think.” &nbsp;How could she be sure, if that one incident mere moments ago had rendered her unconscious? She glanced towards where Reckley and the others were: they seemed to be winded if anything, but they were slowly stirring, showing signs of life.<br><br>“I... don’t know what to do.” &nbsp;Her eyes looked back to Kevin; the one person she trusted, the one person she always counted on.<br><br>The one person that she was worried would be afraid of her...<br><br>“What do I do...?” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>24-10-2020, 01:05:38</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Kyless Takes a Shower</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 11:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Descendant Ryusei's <em>Home</em><br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Descendant Ryusei<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;O:)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Soap Bubbles | Toshiro's Anti-Magic Bracelet</span><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">CONTENT WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body">NSFW, Erotic Shower Scene</div></div><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">There were bubbles. A very <em>many</em> bubbles. Bubbles, bubbles, <em>every</em>where. <br><br>The curvaceous trickster rubbed more glowing, <em>rich</em> soap into her soft, bare, blue-grey skin. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. There very so many, <em>very</em> many soaps to choose from. <em>Why did SOPHE not have this many soaps?</em> As Kyless poured more and more foams and lathers across her arms and ample chest, trails of fragrant suds and steam ran along her font, cascading between her perky tits, catching her bellybutton before running off of her wide hips into the drain below. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Of course, the trickster could not smell any <em>one</em>thing, but she could see the bubbles, clinging to the slippery ground and the sides of the Descendant Ryusei’s shower, and parts of her long, lean legs. <br><br>She picked up another bottle and added its light green contents to her long, dark hair, turning around so that she now felt the very hot water splashing on her gleaming backside. <em>Oh, yes!</em> Her bright, golden eyes squeezed shut tight as even more bubbles began to <em>appear</em> on her head as she rubbed this latest soap into her scalp. <em>Very fun, very fun! And it felt very good too!</em> Her blue grey elbows bent outwards, brushing the sides of her round tits and making them bounce, just a <em>little</em>, as she did so. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She must be careful not to get this soap in her eyes. That would be very <em>bad</em>. “Oh,” Kyless squinted at the brooding figure, stuck standing still in the <em>open</em> door of the bathroom, though she did not stop washing her thick hair, or stop her <em>jingling</em>, “Hello, Ryusei.” As she sung his name softly, the demoness’ earlier concerns came floating back to her fuzzy mind, not unlike the glistening, wondrous bubbles attached to her angular hips. <em>The Descendant Ryusei was here. This meant he… needed something, yes? Or, was it simply time to leave his home and his nice hot shower, today, this day?</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless suddenly tipped her horned, belled head back and let the hot water rinse out the suds from her hair. Her dark nipples were erect, and her entire body was exposed to him in the heat. <br><br>“It is time for me to return to silly SOPHE, yes?” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Of course, Kyless could <em>not</em> have fun or keep the Descendant Ryusei's hot shower forever. The soap bubbles <em>almost</em> reached the titled ground of the Descendant Ryusei’s bathroom, she was having <em>so</em> much fun, and perhaps spending <em>too</em> much of their human time here. "I see that you are now clean of The Ocean's gifts, too." The trickster eyed him, with both of her shimmering, golden eyes, and bit the bottom of her dark lip. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. <em>Like always, the Descedant Ryusei was very pretty.</em> Still, Kyless showed no shame or hesitation in being without clothing before him. This -- the <em>un</em>-clothed part -- seemed very natural to the demoness. <em>Not like her small magic.</em> Having <em>small</em> magic in front of a <em>Descendant</em> was certainly embarrassing, yes, indeed. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless continued to wash herself, rubbing another, different soap along her soft neck as she watched Ryusei intently, <em>curiously</em>, expecting answers and some form of conversation of the powerful, stormy being watching her.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>25-10-2020, 18:19:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/764e01a1d7e6481cb741154775cfaee3/b13272958e782114-83/s640x960/37d3064aad3784a163846ed916be90531c073202.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ryusei Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, 11:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; Tetsuda Household<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; :-[&nbsp; 8-)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Tank Top, Sweatpants</span><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Content Warning</div><div class="spoiler_body">Peeping Tom</div></div><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> Ryusei had never seen perfection that didn't take the shape of a peerless weapon or a martial art practiced to it's ultimate form. He'd never seen the essence of perfect shaped and sculpted to the form of a woman, but here, now, ashamedly peeking at Kyless in the shower...he knew what that meant. Even as focused on her round, plump ass and her large, perky breasts as he was; even her tail which swished back and forth. He couldn't help notice that she was enjoying her shower and taking advantage of all the shampoos and body washes his mom kept.<br><br>When she was finally finished, he had a feeling she'd smell like a cornucopia of fragrance, and he was all for it. He watched her soap and lather her body, and wished he could take the place of the bubbles covering every inch of her blue-gray skin that was oh so attractive to him. As she made a move to scrub her head, it caused her breasts to shake and jiggle. <br><br>And her ass seemed to have a mind of its own as it bounced and swayed with every movement the demoness made. Even her curves had curves. It was impossible for someone to look so good, look so delectable, but here Kyless was doing it so easily she didn't even notice. As a master of shadows, he was fairly confident in his stealth capabilities, but as dumbstruck as he was, the young man was easily found out by the demon while she showered.<br><br>She said hello, and the lovely tone of her voice combined with everything else made him finally unable to hide. He took a step in the room, not even realizing that his painfully growing erection was causing a large tent to form in the front of his pants. "Hi, Kyless. I hope everything is to your liking." It seemed she had misunderstood his intentions, and she was wondering if it was time for them to leave. Oh how wrong she was. He would've wanted her to stay forever if he could. He held his hands out and shook them no. "It's not that, not at all. Feel free to take as much time as you want."<br><br>His lightly glowing eyes focused on her hard nipples that were a beautiful shade of blue that was darker than the rest of her, really showing off the lovely contrast of her skin. He licked his lips with anticipation and lust, while she continued to shower without a care in the world. She took note of his different clothes and figured he was already clean, to which he nodded his head. <br><br>"Well, I took a quick shower. So I'm clean, but I could be cleaner. I was just so nervous around you that I wanted to clear my head." As she continued to shower, and her bells continued to jingle, her golden eyes were locked onto him, drawing him closer like a beacon, a lighthouse in the fog. He took a few more steps into the bathroom, closing the door behind him so the steam wouldn't escape. "I....I just like being around you. And seeing you like this, you're so. I just... you're stunning and I want to be closer to you." Normally he could at least form proper sentences, but seeing her like this, it was a surprise he could speak at all.<br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>29-10-2020, 18:39:38</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/oMS5DHJ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Leasick Valshanner<br><strong>DAY:</strong> February 15th, 2021, 9:00 AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Training Area<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Azmodiel, Ryusei, Kevin, Mallory<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Survival instinct?<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As pictured<br><br><hr><br>Leasick had let his surprise get the better of him. He could have and should have reacted faster. But in that instant of hesitation, the transformed Ryusei had appeared before him and he could feel the malicious intent radiating off the natural-born hybrid like a Geiger counter going off near a nuclear reactor that was melting down. His instincts screamed at him to do something, <em>anything</em>, in the face of this great danger. Luckily, before he had to make any decisions he may have regretted later, his master showed up but a split second later.<br><br>...Unfortunately for the twenty-five-year-old special agent, he got kicked harder than anyone had ever kicked him before, sending him flying backward and tumble across the floor for at least two dozen feet. It hurt a lot. He wanted to puke, but all the air had been knocked out of his lungs, so the desire to hurl was competing with that to breathe intensely, resulting in an intense coughing fit.<br><br>Laying on his stomach, he attempted to push himself back up, but his strength had been sapped completely and he collapsed back to the floor before even being able to get to his knees. His vision swam and spun before rapidly starting to grow dark. This was the worst time imaginable to lose consciousness, but he couldn't do anything to stop it. The abyss beckoned and he could not resist it. Once his eyelids fell over his eyes, he was gone.<br><br>However... Things did not stay that way.<br><br>The next instance anyone looked in Leasick's direction, he was no longer laying face-down on the floor. Instead, he stood upright, calm, and collected, as if nothing had happened. The hair on his head had become fully white, clearly signaling to all who had been around him before that this was a sign that the power of his demon arm was now no longer restrained, the raging fire always kept at door's bay now unleashed. But unlike previously recorded incidents there seemed to be no immediate loss of control. He simply stood there, facing the other way...<br><br>His head slowly turned Ryusei, as if only just noticing the younger man's presence. Amber eyes turned gold, set alight with demonic power. There was a presence about him that was very much unlike Leasick's, which reflected not only in the look in his eyes or the expression on his face but the way he carried himself, as well; a stance of one who feared nothing and no-one. Raising his arms, he took a battle stance. When he clenched his hands into tight fists, the plating covering his demon arm came flying off as if they were mere specs of dirt that were blown off by a strong breeze. They ended up embedding themselves in the ceiling and floor, the force enough to bend them out of shape to one degree or another. The demon arm now exposed for all to see, it throbbed with power, controlled without issue for the first time.<br><br>Pulling back the demon arm, he took a step forward and made a swinging motion. A quintet of large flames erupted from the fist, preceded briefly, for but the blink of an eye, a demonic rune that appeared in-between. Stretching out into long, fiery serpents that fanned out in different directions, passing over and around Azmodiel, Kevin, and Mallory, the fire suddenly made a sharp turn and homed in on Ryusei <del>&nbsp; &nbsp;</del> as if it had a mind of its own! Leasick had never been capable of using the flames to perform such long-range attacks before and this went far above anything he had ever attempted before, even after extensive training and practice under the tutelage of experts such as Azmodiel.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>02-11-2020, 07:37:59</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>The Black Box</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/JCoNFHJ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Lily Jimenez<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 4th, 2020, 11:15 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, IT Office<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless, Open<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her usual hoodie and jeans<br><hr><br>"Well, Demon," Lily started to explain, seeing as if this strange comrade in arms could refer to her by species, there was no reason she shouldn't respond in kind, "I am inside because very important people decided they liked me better inside than outside. This way I can make things more miserable for people they don't like rather than them." Lily paused and revised. "Or at least make people other than them slightly more miserable than I make them. Potato Potahto. Something tells me that your story isn't all that different." Except of course, Lily was just some hacker with a chip on her shoulder. She could only guess as to what powers this strange demon who appeared out of nowhere might have.<br><br>But the questioning came back to Lily's powers, such as they were. "this is more like my magic wand. It's how I make things happen." Annie was much more than that though - she was Lily's one constant friend in her new, strange, and often frightening world. "And she can certainly tell us where to go." Out was up - of course, which meant a stairwell. But which stairwell wasn't going to be swarming with too many people with too many guns, that was the question worth asking. "I suppose we can go up the back here," she judged as she checked through the blueprints. It might work. Or it might get them both shot. Only one way to find out. Another couple of clicks and the lights in the hallway were out too. "This way to - outside I guess." <br><br>The stairwell was small, and relatively tight. If someone did come, they were royally screwed, although there might be some debate as to whether the Royally Screwed Party would be Human, Demon, and Co. or rather who they might find themselves up against. "So what <em>is</em> your story Demon? How come they got you shut here inside and how come you're so gung ho to get out? Not that the outside doesn't have it's charms and all."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>05-11-2020, 07:24:33</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Building Tensions</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div>NAME: Kevin Finch<br>DAY: June 15th, 2021, 11:00AM<br>LOCATION: Yuki Katsura Bridal Store (Outlet)<br>TAGGING: Mallory<br>EXTRA: Reunions<br>WEARING: Camos - like always . Including knife and pistol<br><hr><br>"Not all that much," Kevin hedged. There wasn't a lot he could say. The book was a surprise, and he supposed the music was too. "He got... clothes. I got... stuff." Which was true enough. "And we talked about... stuff..." Again so much of what they had talked about was about him and Mallory, so discussing it wasn't really on the agenda. But talking about random stuff got his mind off the fact that Mallory was changing her clothes. And once she had switched back to something more comfortable, he was more comfortable as well.<br><br>At least as comfortable as he could be while clothes shopping. "Well, let's try and make this as painless as possible," he sighed. Perhaps Kevin was overplaying the drama to underplay the real drama elsewhere. "So, Mal, tell me. What do I do to fit in a place where it's pretty obvious I'm not going to fit in?" He flashed a small grin, indicating that maybe he wasn't feeling as awkward right now as he usually might, and perhaps a little more subtly that it may have had something to do with the company.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tokyorose627</strong> on <strong>05-11-2020, 19:06:40</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Building Tensions</span></strong></div><hr><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Mallory Minato<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, 11:30AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Yuki Katsura Bridal Store (Outlet)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kevin<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Shopping with Kevin<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Outfit Style / &nbsp;(https://i.imgur.com/Nd3Hh2W.jpg)Clothes (https://i.imgur.com/uoLXUhv.jpg)<br><hr><br>“<em>Stuff</em>, huh?” &nbsp;A curiously teasing look appeared across her face at Kevin’s apparent vagueness in the situation. She honestly couldn’t have figured out what they had been talking about or even bought, but the mystery of it was interesting to think in. Kevin rarely ever bought things for himself, so to hear that he had, and with Toshiro of all people, did make her curious. &nbsp;“I guess it’s super secret then? Guess I’ll just have to wait until you show me.” &nbsp;She couldn’t help but notice Kevin’s vague answer, but more so that he had been speaking like that with her a lot more.<br><br>Being vague, not giving too much detail, and stuttering in his words at times. Kevin never did that, at least from what she could remember from their time together. Even before their argument, that was now mended, Kevin always held conviction in his words, always knew what he was thinking.<br><br>Now, she couldn’t help but be more curious of what was going in his mind at the moment.<br><br>As the two made their way out of the bridal shop (much to their thankfulness as the attendants were very curious to know where Leasick had gone), the two friends walked along the stone path that lined the many outdoor shops. Mallory couldn’t help but feel happy but also a hint of...nervousness? Why did she feel that way? Her heart was racing a bit faster, but everything was fine now, right? <br><br>A laugh escaped her lips at Kevin’s statement, momentarily taking away the tension she felt within. “Well, clothes are the main thing. You gotta look the part, after all, especially in a Club like this one.” &nbsp;Her eyes scanned around the many shops that lined the outdoor mall, before one caught her eye; perfect! &nbsp;“This way!” &nbsp;With a grin on her lips, and an eagerness she couldn’t quite explain, she pulled Kevin along, their hands connected as she lead him towards the store in question. Other shoppers couldn’t help but glance at the two, the sight of a small girl dragging along a taller man dressed in army fatigues a bit amusing to some.<br><br>“As for this being painless, you should know by now to trust me; I am a doctor after all.” &nbsp;A teasing look appeared on her face, the idea of a Kevin still being afraid of shopping amusing her. As they made their way to the door, she looked back at Kevin, before releasing his hand and giving a teasing wink. &nbsp;“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to be <em>extra</em> gentle, just for you.” <br><br>With that, Mallory made her way inside, making sure Kevin followed; there wasn’t any way he was going to get out of this now, not when he was with her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>06-11-2020, 20:35:22</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Kyless Takes a Shower</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 11:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Descendant Ryusei's <em>Home</em><br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Descendant Ryusei<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp;O:)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Soap Bubbles | Toshiro's Anti-Magic Bracelet</span><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">CONTENT WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body">NSFW, Erotic Shower Scene</div></div><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless titled her belled, horned, sudsy head at the Descendant Ryusei. This…. <em>shower</em> in the Descendant Ryusei’s home was certainly <em>better</em> than what she had elsewhere. It was a shower in the <em>home</em> of a Descendant. <em>Even if it was not as good, she would not say this.</em> Her blue fingers twirled in her long, wet, dark brown hair as she was told time had somehow become irrelevant. This seemed strange to the trickster, as she was <em>certain</em> the other SOPHE humans were awaiting their return, especially <em>her</em> return, to stay in her boring cage, but if Ryusei said so…. “Could be cleaner…” Kyless mimicked, trying to understand this. <em>Either something was clean, or it was dirty, yes?</em> The hot, steamy water ran off the ends of her hair, swirling down her bare arms, and her curvy hips. <br><br>“Nervous?!” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless’ wet, golden bells rang out loudly as she suddenly <em>shrieked</em> and turned her entire, naked, soapy body towards Ryusei. <em>A Descendant was nervous around her? Around a small trickster?</em> Her golden eyes were wide, wild and curious at this <em>new</em>thing, this <em>new</em>thought. She leaned out of the bathtub, towards him further, splashing hot water and bubbles from her hair, and chin, and round, full breasts onto the titled ground below. Her dark lips pressed together tightly, eyes still big, lost in many possibilities. <em>A Descendant was nervous because of her.</em> This was very interesting, very interesting indeed. But Ryusei still had not answered her question from before. <em>If it was not time to leave, then why exactly was the Descendant Ryusei here?</em> Her golden eyes blinked just once as he <em>closed</em> the open door to the bathroom. <em>The door was closed.</em> So he did not want to leave, he wanted to stay.<br><br>Kyless <em>sneezed</em> then. Not before, and not after, just then, just when she was addressing the young Descendant in his <em>home</em>. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her wet head pulled back and then rocked forward with a <em>un</em>-visible force as she unleashed a sharp cloud of red and orange magical sparks. The <em>pain</em> made her long legs wobble, and her chest heave. <em>No, no, no!</em> Her pointed devil's tail swished behind her in a panic, picking up stray, shimmering soap bubbles and whipping them to the wall opposite her as Kyless covered her swollen face with her sudsy hands. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her tail swished again, <em>distressed</em>, splashing more hot water at the Descedant Ryusei. <em>No!</em> Kyless had sneezed at him, perhaps even <em>on</em> him. It <em>hurt</em>, the sneeze, yes. It hurt. But the shame she felt was even worse. He was a Descendant. He deserved far more than a <em>thing</em> with small magic. She should not have done this. <em>This was a very badthing!</em> Her tail swished sharply <em>again</em>, making her ass cheeks stiffen and more hot water and bubbles spray <em>out</em>wards. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br><br>“Stun-<em>ning</em>…” the sick demoness softly repeated, through sniffs of her bright pink nose, and lowered her soft hands from her face. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. As she did, she noticed Ryusei, <em>all</em> of Ryusei. <em>Very pretty, even with soap and water all over his new clothes.</em> Especially the… big <em>bump</em> in his pants. “Oh.” Water droplets caught on her dark eyelashes as she blinked, several times, slow and curious. He wanted to be <em>closer</em> to Kyless.&nbsp; <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her shoulders dropped as she gazed down at his erection, then, carefully back up to his face again, with a very small, shy smile. He… <em>liked</em> Kyless. Her tail twitched, but did <em>not</em> splash, and slowly rose behind her. He wanted to have <em>sex</em> with Kyless.&nbsp; <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her hands rested against her smooth stomach as her tail arched towards Ryusei, then stopped, hesitating for a moment. The blue-grey demoness was dripping in front of him, her long legs tight against her warm pussy. But <em>still</em>, the Descendant Ryusei kept his distance. There were no orders, or unwanted touch. The door was <em>closed</em>, but Kyless was… safe here. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her tail arched forward again, reaching for his hand, but instead meeting his arm above it, gliding wet and warm against his firm skin. “Forgive… I did not wish to spl… Splash? Splash. My magic… it is still <em>mine</em>, but it is… fighting to stay.” She could trust him.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>08-11-2020, 02:12:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/764e01a1d7e6481cb741154775cfaee3/b13272958e782114-83/s640x960/37d3064aad3784a163846ed916be90531c073202.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ryusei Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, 11:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; Tetsuda Household<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; :-[&nbsp; 8-)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Tank Top(Wet), Sweatpants(Wet)</span><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Content Warning</div><div class="spoiler_body">NSFW, Erotic Shower Scene</div></div><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> The conversation between them was far more casual than he thought it would be considering Kyless was not only fully nude, but still in the shower and covered in sudsy, soapy bubbles that made her even more enticing somehow. She parroted him after he said he could be cleaner, which of course was true. A quick washup was far different from a good shower, and while he was clean, he wasn't <em>clean</em>. That was probably one of the many subtleties that escaped the demonic trickster with her limited grasp of the language and human concepts. Life in a box made it hard to figure things out, including common sense things that came naturally with living free and unhindered. "I didn't use as many soaps and lotions as you. So I'm not quite as clean."<br><br>&nbsp;She asked him if he was nervous with just a small utterance of the word; something else that confused her. He nodded his head, the sheepishness returning as he once again stared at blue perfection in her nude form. Then she shrieked so suddenly that his muscles tensed all over for a split second and he extended his senses in case something was wrong. When he realized it was only them there, and that she was staring at him with wide, golden pools, he realized her cry was because of him? <br><br>But why? As the two gazed at each other from no more than a few feet away, she sneezed, suddenly and violently enough for him to flinch yet again. He was used to her sneezes by now, but before this one they had all been cute, dainty things. This one was powerful; so powerful that her knees wobbled and he saw her intake a lot of air all at once. It stunned him into inaction, and then she had a small fit, with her tail thrashing around with such force that water and bubbles were tossed all over, including on him. Finally, he found his courage and stepped forward, completely unbothered by the suddenly wet clothes clinging to his frame, and making his excitement even more noticeable. The poor thing was sniffling and hiding her face, then finally, she apologized, like she'd done something wrong.<br><br>&nbsp;He hated this, hated seeing her like this. But what could he do? As she was looking down, she noticed the bulge that he couldn't have hid from her if he tried, then she looked back up at him...she was smiling. That smile was universally known, and he couldn't help but grin in return since it seemed that she liked what she was seeing. When her tail reached out and curled around his arm, he took the last few steps, and now the only thing separating them was the tub itself.<br><br>&nbsp;She apologized, asking for forgiveness with all the shyness of a child who'd been caught doing something they thought was world ending. She told him she was trying to hold onto the magic she had left, and it was fighting to stay with her...but it sounded like it was a losing battle. He'd have to talk to Toshiro. The bracelet looked like it was killing her, and that kind of treatment was <em>not</em> okay. "No apologies, Kyless. You didn't do anything wrong, so there's nothing to forgive. You just got me a little wet, that's all," he said playfully. "I could use another shower anyway. And...I'll talk to Toshiro. About the bracelet. It's hurting you and I don't like to see you hurt." He wasn't thinking when he reached one hand, then the other out, wrapping them around her and linking them behind her back, above the swell of her perfect ass. It just felt natural, and he didn't want to back away from this, this new good<em>thing</em> they seemed to have between each other. <br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>08-11-2020, 05:45:27</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Trouble in Paradise</strong></span></div><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div><strong>NAME:</strong> Kevin Finch<br><strong>DAY:</strong> May 6th, 2019<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Mitsuhara Private School, School Gates<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mallory Minato|Mentioned: Reckley Stiles<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Purple Haze<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Rugby Shirt and Khakis<br><hr><br><em>What do I do?</em> Kevin didn't have an answer. No one did. What he just saw was&nbsp; - indescribable. Inexplicable, even. Was this what his parents said to watch for? He would ask, but then he might find himself having to protect Mal from <em>them</em>, and there was no doubt about it - right now, even as Mallory had used whatever it was to protect <em>him</em>, she was more in need of protection than ever. If only he knew what to do. <br><br>For the moment, he'd have to fake it. <br><br>"Well first things first, we get up. Then we clean ourselves off. After that... they'll need help." Frankly, helping Reckley and his merry band of bastards was not what he wanted to do, but leaving them out here to suffer was cold. He had a feeling they wouldn't be saying too much, even if they were in a condition to register what had gone on. He still only had the most sketchy of memory of what he might have seen. But they'd have to be sure. If anything got out about this, it was the end. He knew his parents too well, and he knew the people they worked with, were too powerful to let this out. "We'll have to make sure they don't know anything, and if they do..." Well he didn't know what to do then. It was exactly the kind of leverage the guy might be tempted to use, even if he knew he'd go down with them. Then again, Reckley probably put himself first.<br><br>These weren't thoughts Kevin was happy to have. Generally he liked things to be straight, narrow, and morally unambiguous. But this was <em>Mal</em> - so he'd bend whatever had to be bent. If he felt bad, well, this was all because of him and what she had to do to save him. On top of everything else, that meant he owed her. "We'll get through this." His eyes were steely even as he grasped her hand in both of his. "I promise. But this stays between the two of us. Trust me. No one else can know."<br><br>With that, the die was cast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>24-11-2020, 21:48:15</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">The Black Box</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> December 4th, 2020 | 11:30 PM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Stairwell (Reality) | Volcanic Desert (Illusionary)<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Quiet Human Lily | The Magic Wand, A Powerful Being<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, and <em>jingling</em>.<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Mayan-Like Clothes | Blood | Bandages | Unopened Bottle of Disinfectant</span><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><em>Mise-ra-ble.</em> This quiet human made the other silly humans at SOPHE <em>mise</em>-<em>ra</em>-<em>ble</em>. The bleeding, blue-grey trickster was not certain of this word, but she knew it was not the human word called ‘happy’. If this quiet human aided Kyless in her escape, perhaps the other, silly humans would be even more… <em>Mise</em>-<em>ra</em>-<em>ble</em>. Yes. Yes, indeed. “I… make things happen too.” The demoness said slowly, lowering herself from her peculiar perch on the large, human desk. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Yes. Kyless could make <em>many</em>things happen. Many great and wondrous things. She did not… have a ‘magic wand’. This ‘Magic Wand’ seemed like a very smart being, however. The quiet human touched the Magic Wand gently and the Magic Wand showed them things… <em>Wondrous</em> things. And then the Magic Wand made the human lights turn off. The trickster’s dark lips curled into an unsettling smile. This – the dark – was a very <em>good</em>thing. </span><br><br><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/76/52/2f/76522fbb43ce455a2a0863e22659e519.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">The demoness glanced down at the bottle of strange liquid still in her grasp. It was for her hurt, <em>some</em>how. Not a gift, not a gift. But she and this quiet human must move forward, and so Kyless must… <em>guess</em>. Yes. <em>Guess</em>. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her golden bells rang out as she used the soft bandages to tie the unopened bottle of liquid against her hurt. It did not feel good, but it did not feel bad either. “Outside!” She chanted, in a <em>whisper</em> now, her excitement unwavering as she carefully went with the quiet human to… <em>more</em> stairs. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. There was going to be many, many stairs. <em>Yes… Nine floors, the quiet human had said.</em> But how far was that exactly? How far exactly until Kyless was Outside again, beyond all of the horrid, human glass?<br><br><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “My story?” the trickster repeated, amused, with a jingle and a grin full of pure, white teeth as the walls around them began to shift color, from boring grey to the <em>brightest</em> blue, “I have many stories, quiet human. I am… not young. I have been to many places, far and wide, but Outside is always best. And <em>this</em> place…” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The small, close stairwell became bigger, wider, and full of billowing <em>steam</em>. “This place is by far the worst, the worst of them all. There is nowhere to go, only more human glass. Do not look backward, quiet human. You might get… <em>lost</em>.” Of course, <em>lost</em> was only the beginning. But if the other, pitiful SOPHE humans became lost, or far, far <em>worse</em> than lost, it was only because they were wicked and cruel. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br><br>Behind them, starting at their feet and stretching backwards to the bottom of the stairwell, was a desert. With orange sand, purple rocks, and bright, blue <em>steam</em>. A desert that melted into the top of a volcano, waiting, ready and <em>colorful</em>. The blue steam was so brilliant it filled the stairwell, and cloaked the pair of escaping travelers. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “If you can find Outside, quiet human, I will hide us, yes? You <em>are</em> young. I protect young humans, since long ago.” The real stairs were still visible at the quiet human's feet, beckoning her onward.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>24-11-2020, 22:17:23</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Kyless Takes a Shower</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 11:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Descendant Ryusei's <em>Home</em><br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Descendant Ryusei<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> The Doctor Toshiro<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;:D<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Soap Bubbles | Toshiro's Anti-Magic Bracelet</span><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">CONTENT WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body">NSFW, Erotic Shower Scene</div></div><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The trickster titled her horned, belled, <em>wet</em> head at the young Descendant. “<em>No</em>thing to forgive…” This time she repeated words that she <em>understood</em>. This time she repeated words that were <em>rare</em>. Demons held grudges and humans… <em>These</em> silly, SOPHE humans were trying very hard to make Kyless forgive. To make Kyless <em>some</em>thing <em>else</em>. But not Ryusei. Her blue-grey devil’s tail kept traveling up his arm, and slipped <em>beneath</em> the top right shoulder of his wet tank top, exploring while the trickster listened, very intently, to the Descendant Ryusei’s many words. They sounded… <em>better</em> than good. <em>They sounded best.</em> The Descendant Ryusei liked being wet. And he liked showers, and he liked this very fun human soap, too. And he was not angry with Kyless, despite all of his power and title as a Descendant. Her golden eyes widened, and blinked many times, at the Descendant Ryusei as his firm, bumpy arms wrapped around her, around her very low, slippery, and sudsy back. <em>The Descendant Ryusei made them <em>ad</em>-<em>ja</em>-<em>cent</em>.</em> But just then--<br><br><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “No!” the trickster suddenly protested, <em>jingled</em>, and clasped her soapy, clean hands together as she gazed up at him with <em>wild</em>, panicked eyes. “Ryusei,” her voice sang out his name in a high, warm breath, “you must <em>not</em> tell the Doctor Toshiro of my hurt. You must <em>not</em>!” Her hands, held together, stayed in front of her dripping, full, perky breasts as Kyless pleaded with him to act otherwise. It… It <em>appeared</em> as though the Descendant Ryusei did not wish her any harm. <em>Oh.</em> But Kyless also did not wish to break the Old Laws.<br><br><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “He...” the trickster pressed her dark blue lips together, and thought of other, <em>lighter</em> reasons she wished to keep her troublesome jewelry, “the Doctor Toshiro wished to know of my being earlier, <em>already</em>, and I told him I was okay, Kyless was okay, and will be okay soon, yes? The Doctor Toshiro said I will not wear his bracelet <em>forever</em>, so I will be okay once it is... gone. But… If you tell the Doctor Toshiro I am not okay <em>now</em>, then he will know I lied, <em>already</em>, and he take away his bracelet, <em>forever</em>.” Contrary to what the Descendant Ryusei was saying, the Doctor Toshiro did <em>not</em> usually wish to harm Kyless. He was particularly gentle to Kyless, especially when the other, foolish humans at SOPHE had not been. Even when his superiors had <em>not</em> been gentle to Kyless, the Doctor Toshiro had been gentle. He was <em>always</em> gentle. So if the Doctor Toshiro <em>knew</em> that his gift was as <em>bad</em> as it was <em>now</em> then…. Then… <br><br><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “I want to <em>keep</em> it, Ryusei. I want to keep the bracelet." The trickster swallowed, and licked her dark blue lips at the young Descendant as more, boiling hot water cascaded down her shoulders, hips and curvy, colorful frame from the shower. "The Doctor Toshiro <em>gave</em> it to me. It is a <em>precious</em> gift from a human, yes? There are… <em>other</em>things,” she smiled, slowly, and nodded up carefully at Ryusei then, “…. Far worse things… that your protection should be from, <em>far</em> more than the Doctor Toshiro’s trick… <em>Tricky</em> jewelry, yes?” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her devil’s tail continued its warm path beneath Ryusei’s tank top, finding more bumps on his chest, and then his toned stomach. The trickster liked being <em>ad</em>-<em>ja</em>-<em>cent</em> to the Descendant Ryusei. It made her heart feel very light and very big.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>04-12-2020, 23:03:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/764e01a1d7e6481cb741154775cfaee3/b13272958e782114-83/s640x960/37d3064aad3784a163846ed916be90531c073202.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ryusei Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, 11:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; Tetsuda Household<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; :-[&nbsp; 8-)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Tank Top(Wet), Sweatpants(Wet)</span><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Content Warning</div><div class="spoiler_body">NSFW, Erotic Shower Scene</div></div><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> His misty blue eyes continued to pour over Kyless' nude form, and as her tail wrapped and wound around his arm, up to his shoulder and underneath the strap of his tank top, he considered just ripping the damn thing off to make it easier for her to do whatever it was she wanted to do. He'd never experienced tails before, but it was something he could definitely see himself getting used to. It was weird and unique and just as beautiful as the rest of the unearthly beauty bared naked before him. Suddenly, she panicked and nearly had a full fledged breakdown. But she didn't break free from his grasp, nor back away. She just did the thing where she held her hands in front of her to show she was sad or scared. She asked, begged, <em>pleaded</em> for him not to tell Toshiro that her bracelet was hurting her.<br><br>&nbsp;She'd immediately be able to see his concern as a small, sad smile appeared on his face. He didn't speak as she continued to explain her reasoning, and instead just nodded along while slowly pulling her closer to him, while finally stepping into the tub so there was nothing between them. It seemed like she needed him now, on top of wanting him. And he would be there for her. Her tail kept going, and was now going downward toward his abs. Absentmindedly he wondered just how long her tail was, but the pleasant sensation from it was amazing and he wouldn't be asking her to stop anytime soon.<br><br>&nbsp;It turned out that despite it not being great for her health, Kyless treasured Toshiro's kindness in the form of a gift, as gifts were important to humans. She made sense, but he didn't like seeing her hurt. He'd have to at least ask him to fix the damn thing so it didn't kill her just so she could keep him happy. <em>"Okay,"</em> he said with a nod when she was finally done. "I won't say anything to him. But...if you get worse, Kyless, I'm going to let him know. If you get hurt and sick and it gets bad, then Toshiro won't want you to wear it either. Making your magic small is one thing, but I won't let you be in needless pain if I can help it.<br><br>&nbsp;So for now...I won't say anything. I promise. But if you feel really bad you tell me, or you tell Toshiro. I care about you too much to see you suffer." He hadn't heard a single lie out of his mouth. Despite them only having met today, the time they spent engrained in him that he truly did care for this beautiful, weird, wonky demoness. He wanted to be around her, and <em>with</em> her. And he'd take on whatever that meant if he could. Being pressed this close to her with his clothes on felt strange, and suddenly he wanted them off; especially since they were getting soaked in the shower and there was no real point in wearing them now. Besides, him being this close only made him tent the pants harder and eventually he was going to punch a hole in them. "Should I...take these off so I can shower too?" And just like that, the firm, resolute man had receded back to the nervous boy holding onto his first real crush. <br></span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>06-12-2020, 05:57:07</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Building Tensions</strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Rt2ECxS.gif)</div>NAME: Kevin Finch<br>DAY: June 15th, 2021, 11:00AM<br>LOCATION: Clothing Store<br>TAGGING: Mallory|Mentioned: Toshiro, Kyless<br>EXTRA: Clothes Shopping<br>WEARING: Camos - like always . Including knife and pistol<br><hr><br>No there was no way he was getting out of this. Still Kevin had to wonder how Mallory had managed to get him into this. After all, Toshiro's previous attempt had failed. But here was Mallory, leading Kevin in the store with good cheer and intentions, and like always, he followed. <br><br>It wasn't <em>so</em> bad. The store was stocked with a variety of items for the fashion conscious shopper. But Kevin wasn't very fashion forward. Like with his life, his clothes were half about efficiency, half about comfort. Dressing up was something for Ken dolls, not for him. But the mission was the mission, and as previously stated, Mallory was Mallory. "So - you seem to be on this. What do I need to wear to fit in to one of these places?" It was the strangest thing. Kyless was dead set opposed to staying in - Kevin seemed almost as opposed to going out. At least this kind of out. <br><br>But Mallory would be there, and he'd be there for her. Yes, he'd trust her. Yes, he'd keep her safe. But now there was the promise that she'd keep <em>him</em> safe too. It hadn't been like that since... Better not to think of that time.&nbsp; Anyway, his fate was once again in her hands, which he watched as he saw them pick out the selections for him to try on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wired Rabbit</strong> on <strong>28-12-2020, 22:24:07</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Kyless Takes a Shower</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 11:30 AM <br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> The Descendant Ryusei's <em>Home</em><br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Descendant Ryusei<br><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> The Doctor Toshiro<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; ;)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Soap Bubbles | Toshiro's Anti-Magic Bracelet</span><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">CONTENT WARNING</div><div class="spoiler_body">NSFW, Erotic Shower Scene</div></div><br><br><hr><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Indeed, as Ryusei smiled, small, and sad, and <em>strange</em>, and as Ryusei traveled <em>in</em>to the shower, the trickster tried to explain the Old Laws to him. Just a <em>little</em>. Perhaps not enough. Her clasped hands were pressed against his tank top now, because he was inside the shower too, <em>together</em>. Very wet, very wet. <br><br>“Okay…” Kyless repeated, blinking up at the determined, young Descendant. “Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.” Six of them, six words, six ‘<em>okays</em>’ for the six promises of the Descendant Ryusei. Yes. Since he was a Descendant, and not a demon like Kyless, he did not seem to know of the Old Laws. Not yet. <em>Gifts from humans were…. Hard to give back. Yes.</em> She was not certain if she <em>liked</em> all that he had promised. The Doctor Toshiro was… a <em>particular</em> kind of human. And one that made many, many silly rules for Kyless, and for… all the rest. There were so many rules here, in <em>this</em> place. <em>Did Ryusei forget she must stay inside human glass?</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The tall, blue-grey demoness rose up on the tips of her bare toes and inspected his face, and his eyes that glowed with powerful, stormy magic. Hot water danced on her dark brown eyelashes as the shower poured from behind her, and on to him, and his many bumps. <br><br>“Oh.” His erection pushed at her sudsy, warm blue-grey thighs with ache and need. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The trickster settled back down onto her bare feet on the shower ground, a bit quiet, but still calm. "You are very wet now, Ryusei. I want to have sex in the <em>Outside</em>. Like when we were in the Ocean, before, today, <em>this</em> day.” Kyless found the human language troublesome, but she did <em>not</em> waste any time telling the Descendant Ryusei what she wanted. And <em>when</em> and <em>where</em>, too. Now was… not right. Not enough time, and space, and… the Outside. <em>Always</em> Outside. Kyless always wanted sex in the Outside. “And I want my magic to be <em>un</em>-small, and my head <em>un</em>-full of fuzz.” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The trickster nodded, as casual as she had been since the Descendant had entered this bathroom, despite the fact that she was naked, and he was... full of lust. “But… Yes.” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The demoness stepped backwards, the hot water flowing down her face, her neck and her ample breasts. She pushed through his hands, her tail letting go of his very wet clothing. But she did not leave him, instead, <em>just</em>... Slow. Slowly. The Descendant Ryusei was very shy, so she must be careful. Yes. Very careful. “I would very much like to see all of you… Like you see me, yes?” <br><br><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She stayed two feet away from him, far enough so that the Descendant Ryusei had room to take his <em>own</em> clothes off, and far enough so that she could reach a particular bottle of not-scented soap. It was green, and purple, and very… glowing. It glowed a lot. “This one is my fav-or-ite. I will help you, Ryusei, with your shower.” Her golden eyes, though slightly puffy and tired, were also wide and wild and <em>curious</em>. So, so curious. Today, <em>this</em> day, this very, <em>very</em> complicated day, was the first day that Kyless had ever met a Descendant. And she had certainly never seen a Descendant <em>naked</em>. And never one as pretty, or as hopefully naked, as the Descendant Ryusei. “I can help with….” The trickster began, as her long, playful tail swished behind her, behind her toned shoulders. “<em>That</em>…” she smiled at him, then down at his pants, “too.” There was not enough human time for the kind of sex that the demoness wanted now, but there was certainly enough human time to satisfy the Descendant Ryusei. Her tail arched towards him again, stopping in front of his crotch, willing and waiting for him to be <em>un</em>-shy.<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Fight for Humanity (Past Memories)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Juggtacular</strong> on <strong>03-01-2021, 21:38:28</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Kyless Takes a Shower</span></strong></span></div><br><div class="floatleft">(https://64.media.tumblr.com/764e01a1d7e6481cb741154775cfaee3/b13272958e782114-83/s640x960/37d3064aad3784a163846ed916be90531c073202.jpg)</div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"><strong>NAME:</strong> Ryusei Tetsuda<br><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021, 11:00AM<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; Tetsuda Household<br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Kyless<br><strong>EXTRA:</strong>&nbsp; :-[&nbsp; 8-)<br><strong>WEARING:</strong> Nude</span><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Content Warning</div><div class="spoiler_body">NSFW, Erotic Shower Scene</div></div><hr><br><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="bbc_font"> It was this time, here and now, seeing Kyless naked and vulnerable and kind and caring that made Ryusei wonder just why she'd been imprisoned. He got the bullet points, but not full details. Seeing as how she was a demon, he knew the capacity for the wrongs she'd done was just as large as his fathers, or any human for that matter as species didn't determine what kind of person you turned out to be. Hitler, Mussolini and Hirohito would have made wonderful stereotypical demons for example. He tried to retain everything that Kyless told him, and he probably would remember every word and sentence later, but right now she was distracting him in the best way possible so he was missing small things here and there, but they'd come back.<br><br>&nbsp;Because it took a special woman to make a man so "struck" by her essence that he would stand in a piping hot shower in his clothes after he'd just taken one; the exact thing he'd been doing the past few minutes. He didn't mean to poke her, but when he did, the cute little "Oh" that she let out was just the best. He blushed and cleared his throat, but couldn't bring himself to say "sorry" as he wasn't, and Kyless didn't seem to mind. She pointed out how he was wet, and he could only nod.<br><br>&nbsp;"Very wet indeed, Kyless." She told him point blank after that that she wanted to have sex, but outside, and with her magic unsmall and her head unfuzzed...err clear. It seemed the young descendant had his work cut out for him to fill those criteria, but Kyless was worth it. And not just for the sex. But he was finding that she herself, the entire package of Kyless the Calder Demon was such a wild trip that he wanted to be here from start to finish. So it would be worth the work, definitely worth it. "I'll make it happen, Kyless. Not just to have sex with you, but you deserve to be outside.<br><br>&nbsp;You deserve to have your big magic and to think with no fuzz." Then, as she took a step back to let the water cascade over her beautiful form even more, she told him as his hands were gradually separated by her making distance that she wanted to see him as he saw her. It didn't take a translator to understand she wanted him to be as naked as she was. And while yes, her assumption of him being shy was correct, that didn't mean he was so shy he would be afraid for her to see him. On the contrary, he wanted nothing more. And she was definitely worthy of it. "Okay. Since I've seen you, you can see me."<br><br>&nbsp;Reaching down, he crossed his arms and grabbed the bottom of his tank top, then lifted it over his head and let it drop onto the floor. The water hadn't left much to the imagination, but with the shirt gone Kyless could see each individual muscle as he moved and flexed. She had grabbed something green and told him she would help him with his shower. Of course he wouldn't say no; what kind of idiot would? "If it's your favorite, then of course we'll try it out."<br><br>&nbsp;Then, with the combination of innocence, lust, shyness and straightforwardness that only Kyless could pull off, she told him she could help with the "tension" he was feeling in his pants as her tail stopped right in front of his crotch. "I would love for you to help me," he began as he reached to his waistband and pushed his pants down to his ankles. One step, then another and he was out of them and the boxers, with both articles being kicked over to lay with the shirt. Now, with absolutely nothing between them, his erection was incredibly obvious and was still sticking straight out, hard as iron. "But only if you let me help you too. I want to make you feel good."<br></span><br>
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