Tiger Balm (KishiKenshin x BlackHand)  [ON HOLD]
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				Title: <strong>Tiger Balm (KishiKenshin x BlackHand)  [ON HOLD]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KishiKenshin</strong> on <strong>09-03-2013, 21:02:47</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Tiger Balm</strong></span></span><br><br><br><br><br><strong>Temporarily on hold per request of BlackHand</strong><br><br><br><br><br><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Cast: </strong> </span><br><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Ninami – aka Tigress – Human ‘Warrior Soul’ Mage – Age 17&nbsp; &nbsp;</span>&nbsp; &nbsp;<br>(http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee287/reyvinhill/steinsgate___stare_by_yume_rie-d3kcy1l2_zpsdcfd3937.jpg)<br><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">Kambiz Farsi – Human Mage – Age 17</span><br>(http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee287/reyvinhill/df404334-e3ee-4013-92fb-d05252b6998c_zpsf9a12441.jpg)<br><br><br><strong>Setting:</strong>&nbsp; Original world created by Black Hand.&nbsp; A minute fraction of the population can utilize magic; within that tiny sub-sect, a third of all female mages may be ‘warrior souls’ – mages of unparalleled but highly unstable power.&nbsp; If a warrior soul doesn’t choose to seal her power entirely, she must accept a Master – a regular mage with the ability to control her power.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>Erotic Elements:</strong>&nbsp; master/slave<br><br><strong>Fetishes Include:</strong>&nbsp; bondage<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tiger Balm (KishiKenshin x BlackHand)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Black Hand</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 01:42:11</strong>
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				When there was a battle, word when't around campus in about an hour. Today, Kambiz had heard about three different fights. The first, which he overheard talk of while ignoring a transmutation class was between Mad Molly and Jessy the Kid. The two actually like each other, but, according to Miriam, Jessy's master and Mabel's master had some kind of a fight. Which meant the two of them would, of course, be brawling the middle of the floating garden the next day. Jessy wasn't a very creative fighter, mostly using her wind powers to create a spinning protective bubble around herself. It was really Jessy's, or more accurately her master's, fault for picking to house the middle Molly's home turf. As soon as she accidentally caught sight of one of Molly's hypnotic flowers, she was caught in vines and forced to yield within moments. Miriam said Jessy's master was fuming.<br><br>The rest of the fights were similarly one sided. Mistress Vi and Delora, showed up in their matching red dresses for a fight with Rocky Ramona. Kambiz was trying to get a good nap in the hallway when he heard this one. Apparently, Ramona had managed to block one gravity drop Kick from Delora's spiked boot, but it broke her hard carbon shield, and the next attack left her yielding pretty quickly. No one expected otherwise. Ramona was of only three uncollared girls who was actually within the top eighty, but against one of the elite twenty five, that meant next to nothing.<br><br>The last one was the one Kambiz was the least interested in though. In his class, one of the healer students, Saji, was talking with one of the mid ranking girls, Cherry Pie Clementine. The girl's master, one of the kind of guys that who actually tended to get a girl to wear their collar, paid scant attention in the seat next door. While he was eavesdropping though, the conversation turned towards the latest news.<br><br>"Again?" Saji asked, talking loud enough that any teacher with half an eardrum would have noticed the distraction. Luckily, Mr. Martin was hardly going to test that theory. "She's always doing stupid stuff like that, blocking up hallways and starting battles while everyone else is trying to get to class. Who was it this time?"<br><br>"Little Shocky," Clementine answered, glancing at her freshly painted nails. "I can't tell you what started it, something dumb I'm sure, but our fucking princess challenged the girl's master right then and there. I have no why he would accept, but apparentlyyyyyy the next thing anyone knew, Ninami and Shocky were filling up the hallway with their lighshows."<br><br>"Are we talking about the same Shocky here?" Saji asked, enchanting his pencil to walk around on his desk. "Tiny, quick to stutter, head so full of air you'd think you can use it as a drum? She has to be ranked 90th or something, how'd she fight on equal footing with the Tigress? Ninami was learning how to curve laser beams and shoot out ten at once two years ago. She's the first light bender in a generation to be able to lightstorm by 18. I'd think Shocky would be flat on her ass in seconds."<br><br>"That's the thing," Clementine continued. "Tigress accidentally missed her first burst, giving Shocky time to mount a counterattack. By the time she was ready for another wave of blasts, she'd already taken a few hits and it was messing with her concentration. Her blasts fizzled out before they even reached Shocky, and it created an opportunity a mile wide for Shocky to get a strong attack in. Once she was on the ground it was just a matter of Shocky jolting her until she surrendered. Which from what I hear, didn't happen for two minutes. By the time they were done the school healers had to take Ninami to the infirmary for the umpteenth billion time this year?"<br><br>"Shocky....won?" Saji finally responded, after his jaw dropped for at least an hour. The weak spell on the pencil had worn off, and it fell to the ground, forcing him to pick it back off the floor as soon as he was done being surprised. By this point Kambiz swore to stop listening, a task he succeeded at with great gusto.<br><br>"Guess this means she might stop embarrassing herself now," Clementine giggled.<br><br>"Unlike our spoiled princess," Saji laughed, making Kambiz furrow his brow. "Tell me, is she out of the top sixty now?"<br><br>"Barely in the top seventy, now," said Clementine's master, waking up from his seeming coma. Clementine bowed her head in his direction, making the tag of her black leather collar jingle. "It's a real shame too. She has the makes to be one of the top ten if she were to be paired with a strong master. That girl really needs to just stop being so fucking spoiled, swallow her pride, and just take some guys collar. What do you say I offer, huh pet? See if I can't get you a sister, like the way Amanda and Emily are with Selim?"<br><br>"That would be fun, Master" Clementine giggled, "But I'd rather be sisters with someone less....stuck up. Maybe we can persuade..." And she trailed on, talking about other warrior's souls, most of whom were already collared. The rest of it didn't really matter to him. About the battle though, with Little Shocker taking down the tigress, that was the story heard on everyone's lips. But it wasn't the only story about the girl that went around school that day. Kambiz had the news from Gerogie Boyo, a middling excuse for a mage he met in a remedials class.<br><br>"Well after the whole battle earlier, I hear she missed most of her classes," Georgie Boyo started, providing the first gust of fresh information since the story of the fight broke. "Getting healed or something. She didn't come back until advanced pyromancy."<br><br>"You're in advanced Pyromancy?" he asked.<br><br>"I'm in advanced Pyromancy," Georgie shrugged. "Stop interrupting so I can get to the good part. So she comes back in and sits down. And the look on her face is like she dropped a solid gold talisman down a cliff. But a minute later...wait, do you remember who Jon Ranger is?"<br><br>"John Ranger?" he asks. "Blond hair, lady killer smile, and nearly got expelled for sleeping with the potions teacher? I haven't heard the name for awhile, what happened to him?"<br><br>"He saved Joseitta from blowing herself up a year ago but ended up with a curse that the healers couldn't fix immediately. He was absent while most of the collaring was happening in the first three weeks." George nods, "Anyway, as I was saying, he walks over to Ninami's desk, and at first she was pretty much staring daggers, but then he stops and lays an opened collar on her desk. He tells her some bullshit about how watching her today made him feel sad about all the wasted potential, and that he'd be honored to be allowed to help her win the battle royal."<br><br>"And that's when she threw it at him, and then gave him a blinding flash of light, right?" Kambiz chortled.<br><br>"She looked down, all sad like, and asked him for a day to think about it." George replied, triumphantly waiting for Kambiz's reaction. The result was that his eyes almost burst out of his head. "Sounded more like mewling and less like roaring to me. But then hey, what do I know?"<br><br>"You don't think he means to try and tame her, do you?" he asked harshly, after taking a moment to recompose himself. <br><br>"With a girl like that? All there is too do is try to break her to saddle." George raised an eyebrow, "She could use plenty of work too. she's going to need to be taught to actually smile when she calls him master. She's going to learn that she's not the one who decides how their place in the battle royal is determined, and, considering what Ninami looks like, I can bet he's going to want to teach her to be a good girl when the lights go off. I wouldn't try though, hanging around her too much is a one way ticket to losing a limb."<br><br>"Do I look like a paraplegic to you?" Kambiz asked back, smiling with everything but his eyes. <br><br>"Your balls are a limb too, ya know" George finished, turning to walk to class only after the floating bell had already showered the courtyard with the start of last bell.<br><br>++++++++++++++++++++Later++++++++++++++++++++<br><br>Unlike in the school campus, where the weather was sunny and pleasantly warm every day, outside it was the middle of April, and that meant the standard was torrential downpour. Maybe if her were a better water mage, Kambiz could have just made a barrier against water over his head. Instead, he brought an umbrella, that wasn't catching nearly enough rain to stop him from getting soaked. Kambiz wwished he'd actually paid attention when he was getting taught the spell to dry clothes. <br><br>The cemetery was a small quiet affair. Most of the people buried here were just normal people living normal lives. There were only a few people gifted with the calling of the higher magics who could be found laid to rest here. No one famous either, the big names and the achievers had a special cemetery in London where they were honored and revered. But, the only pace in the world he could find the gravesite he was looking for. <br><br>He was slightly surprised by what he found though. On top of the headstone, there was a fresh parcel of yellow Dafadils, getting assaulted by the down pour. Kambiz peered behind the gravestone, and found a person sitting in front of it. A girl. She was in the middle of the rain, with her long amber hair darkened by the rainwater. Her knees were buckled upwards and hugged towards her chest by her arms. Kambiz blinked and turned away. As he did, he thought he heard a noise though. It might have just been the rain, or it might have been...something else. Kambiz turned back towards the grave, and reluctantly sat down in front of it, moving his umbrella towards the left hand so there was room for two people.<br><br>And for while neither person spoke. Kambiz tried to focus on the name and the information on the grave stone, but his thoughts kept moving back to her. His leg twitched a little, but he was too afraid to lean over and give it a scratch. The humidity of the spring air made his hair fuzz up, or maybe it was just the water getting through the umbrella. She didn't say a word. He didn't say a word. He kind of liked that though. It meant the only thing that he could hear was the rain. Beneath it's roar the silence was beautiful, golden, and unbearable.<br><br>"You know," He finally said to Ninami after waiting a few minutes too long. "If you really want something, you have to be willing sacrifices for it. You've never really learned that."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Tiger Balm (KishiKenshin x BlackHand)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>KishiKenshin</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 01:42:47</strong>
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				Ninami stood in the center of the school hallway, shaking with rage.&nbsp; Her Storm of Divine Light aura flared instantly to life.&nbsp; Refractive shards of blinding light swirled in an angry tempest around her, lacing the walls and floor with a strobe of sunlight.&nbsp; “I wouldn’t be so proud of collaring this school’s weakest link,” she snarled at Shocky’s master.&nbsp; The dark-haired boy gave her a wicked grin as his hands already began weaving spells.&nbsp; “Too slow,” she cried out, throwing out her palm and shooting an intense beam of light. <br><br>It missed.&nbsp; How could it miss?!&nbsp; Her aura winked out as she stared in shock at the smoking hole in the wall beside her intended target.&nbsp; She never missed!&nbsp; Besides, he was the size of small barn; how could she miss?!&nbsp; A thick blast of fiery light hurtled toward her, the scent of burning ozone tickling her nose.&nbsp; She threw up a hasty shield, mercurial and discorporate, like a film of fiery light.&nbsp; Weakened by her own insecurity, the shield was ripped to shreds by the blast and she took the force of the pressurized energy full in the torso.&nbsp; With a scream of pain as ribs cracked and her breath was forced from her lungs, she tumbled backwards and careened into a wall. <br><br>Quaking, desperately clawing for air, Shocky took that chance to paralyze her.&nbsp; Wrapped in strands of light with the ability to shock (hence the girl’s nickname), Ninami could do nothing but convulse helplessly.&nbsp; Of course, she could have relented and the barrage of pain would have stopped but she’d be damned to all the Hells before she’d do that.&nbsp; Gritting her teeth, she called the other girl every name in her quite varied and vulgar arsenal, until darkness finally took her and she passed out.<br><br>Now she sat propped in an infirmary bed, bathed in soothing healing light.&nbsp; Her ribs taped, her breaths short, shallow, and pained, she glared at the nurse who thought now was an opportune time to lecture the young uncollared girl on her lack of discipline and her desperate need for a controlling Master.&nbsp; “You have so much potential, Ninami.”&nbsp; A phrase she had heard until it made her want to puke.&nbsp; “If only you would allow yourself to be guided and your power controlled.” <br><br>“It’s more like my power would be guided and I would be controlled,” Ninami spat back.&nbsp; “No thank you.”&nbsp; The nurse sighed and shook her head, waving her hand to disperse the healing circle.&nbsp; Ninami didn’t return to class immediately.&nbsp; Instead, she sat behind the infirmary, her back against the cold stone wall and her hands clasped tightly in her lap to keep them from shaking.&nbsp; She was furious.&nbsp; She was agonized.&nbsp; She had lost to Shocky.&nbsp; Shocky!&nbsp; The bottom of the bottom tier and Ninami had lost to her.&nbsp; Where did that place her?&nbsp; She swore.&nbsp; Was there really that much of a difference in their power just because Shocky now had a Master?&nbsp; It really made that much of a difference?&nbsp; It was so unfair!&nbsp; It didn’t matter how much she trained, how hard she tried, how many new abilities she created and taught herself … when up against even the worst Soul, if that Soul had a Master, Ninami couldn’t beat her.&nbsp; If only Mother had not perished with the only evidence of Controlling Objects … perhaps Nilani would still be alive and Ninami would not be forced into this corner of having to take a Master.<br><br>When Jon plunked the open collar down on her desk, her first instinct had been to throw it right back in his face.&nbsp; But something stopped her.&nbsp; It certainly wasn’t his syrupy sweet words which she knew to be entirely for show.&nbsp; He just wanted to collar the most feral vixen in this place.&nbsp; But she was running out of options.&nbsp; Half the boys had already chosen Souls to bond with and the other half wouldn’t touch her with a ten-foot pole.&nbsp; She had brought that on herself and quite on purpose.&nbsp; She didn’t meet Jon’s eyes when she asked for a day to think it over.<br><br>After class, she plodded through the pouring rain to her sister’s grave.&nbsp; Sitting down on the wet ground, mindless of the cold rain seeping through her thin skirt and tights, she leaned back against the headstone.&nbsp; She was on the back side of it, hidden from anyone walking the pathways.&nbsp; Her thoughts careened in wild chaos within her mind, unable to come to a definitive decision and unable to get past the plaguing emotion of “it’s not fair!”&nbsp; She swore softly and then started when Kambiz came around the headstone and sat a few feet away, his umbrella tipped in invitation.&nbsp; An invitation she ignored.&nbsp; She was already soaked.&nbsp; She could have cast a Dome over herself had she been so inclined.&nbsp; And he could have sat closer and just covered her with the umbrella instead of making her scoot over to him like some pathetic puppy. <br><br>“Sacrifice isn’t my forte,” she retorted.&nbsp; “It’s real convenient for those of you who don’t have to make sacrifices to tell those of us who do how very easy it is.”&nbsp; She turned her head slightly to look at him out of the corner of her eye.&nbsp; “It’s been awhile, Kambiz,” she said quietly.&nbsp; “I’ve missed you.”
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