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Post by kenryo on Oct 10, 2015 22:20:18 GMT -6
His subtle smile grew when he saw her reaction, which was followed with him quickly changing to a serious tone when he noticed the nervousness she had. He felt he was right but something was making her uneasy. Again he couldn't sense things but he could read a situation like a book. He glanced patron to patron simply going "Nope.... Nope.... Nope" in his mind until his gaze feel upon Dukal. The man had obviously taken notice of him as well. His exposed form revealing a katana of his own. He could tell this was the threat here. And by threat he ment the one who was the largest threat. Now normally this would happen in a different way but Ken was quickly learning that the hammer approach was not the only path, and in his current state a potential dangerous one. But he still was Ken and will trying to play smart he still had a fairly straight forward approach...
He shouted "Well sir, you seem like the most interesting lad here..." Waved him toward him, with a smile "come share in a conversation before you start the so called house cleaning.." With that he continued to drink his ale. He knew from recent experience what his threshold for alcohol was... He felt good but his wits are still about him, for now...
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Dukal Lee
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Post by Dukal Lee on Oct 12, 2015 12:34:29 GMT -6
Obviously, Ellena recognized the tall man, judging by her reaction to him. He glanced at the lad as he went through the common room of the tavern, nodded to him slightly in a (quite rare for him) encouraging manner, then sent his gaze roaming about the room. Each patron his eyes settled on grew pale as paraffin and quickly vacated his or her seat, stumbling over their own feet as they rushed out the door as though fearing the very demons of Hell were behind them, whether their eyes met his or not. Not even the ones that had paid for their rooms had stayed behind; as they had already paid for their rooms, it was likely their departure would not harm the finances of the inn.
Once all had departed, Dukal turned his attention now to the giant. Coolly, he assessed the man more thoroughly. After a moment, he said in a tone so soft that it would be surprising that it would manage to crawl across the room to the other man's ears, yet would sound as though speaking inches away, "I am called Dukal Lee, elder brother to the vampire hunter Drokon Lee. Your name would be?"
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Post by kenryo on Oct 12, 2015 20:03:38 GMT -6
While, he appreciated the offering from Metatron, as well as the advice... He didn't ALWAYS listen. Especially here, in a friends home. If this man was a threat, Ken would do what he always would, immortal or mortal, he'd protect them. Nathalie is one of oldest friends he had, and in time she had been more than that, much more. He thought only for a moment about the words spoken of Metatron, about taking on another identity. But what he is, in itself is a disguise. Everyone who knew the stories of the epic battles of Kenryo are from a time that a mortal of his age wouldn't have even been birthed yet. In some cases by thousands of years, he was known for his position even on earth. So Ken figured, hell... people name children after legends all the time. And if he assumes that it's me, it's one of two things. He's no threat, and a peaceful conversation could be had here... maybe an acquaintance who could be helpful on the adventures to come. Or, and he hoped it wasn't the case he was meaning harm. But in that sense, why give a man notice that you are something different. But that name, Drokon... That jarred his memory, he wasn't to known to him. But he had fought in a war with him before, and knew the man to have honor. "Well... I suppose this could go two ways Sr. Dukal... I could lie, tell you false hoods but that would shame the memory of having fought along side your brother, albeit for a short time.."
With that, he rose to his full stature removing the blade from his back he placed it against the wall behind him. And walked directly up to Dukal, hands at his sides, the only factor that might come off threatening would be the sheer size of the man. Nothing in his posture symbolized aggression. As he closed the distance, he slowed... gauging whether or not Dukal would be taking this as a threat. Once he got within a mutual range, he extended one of his large hands in a greeting. "I am Ken, a pleasure to meet you Dukal." His face was stern yet friendly, there was no sign of distress or fear in being open. He figured at this point what will be will be. And like Metatron said, most of his enemies aren't around to do much about it... So he hoped this time for the best, to at least put Nathalie at ease.
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Post by Nathallie Demetry on Oct 12, 2015 23:01:43 GMT -6
After spent sometime alone and many fornitures broke after that Hans knocks at her door..."MyLady...it's me, Hans. I've brought your "wine"." Ellena sighs and looks at the door..."You can come in" her voice was low and kind. The boy opens the door at same time Ken is revealing his name to Dukal. She looks at the boy, "Did you do all I asked you?" The boys was so scared of her he couldn't speak so he nods. Ellena smiles and walks over him, gently caresses his face and then down on his neck..."Do not fear me Hans, I won't hurt you"...the door closes after him. What happens in her room can't be heard or noticed. After sometime the boy leaves her room. Ellena is laid on her bed, the storm outside and the thunders and lightinings filling of a blue light,as she stares the ceiling...she sighs and stands, after sometime she leaves her bedroom, same clothes, same look she appears at the back door. And walking over the two men she smiles gently... "Well Dukal, seems Sir Ken is also needing a work", Hans appears just after her and starts cleaning the tables and sweep the floor...he looks good,refresh,young and curious happy...she doesn't even look at the boy...walking over the balcony she gets herself a goblet of "Bloodrain wine" as she watches Ken closely she drinks it...her eyes grey shinning like diamonds, bringing to his memories some unforgetables memories..but with another woman...her eyes mixing colors she finishes her wine and licks her lip slowly...she reminds him of the one she is in her heart but Ellena standing there was no more Nathallie at least not to him. She looks at Dukal and smiles "I believe the big one is tired, please Hans...take Sir Ken to his bedroom. Be sure all he needs is there." The boy nods to her and walks to the left door, the one which leads to the better paid rooms as he waits for Ken...
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Dukal Lee
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Post by Dukal Lee on Oct 13, 2015 15:34:32 GMT -6
Dukal rose to his feet as the giant approached him. Not that he felt threatened, but he always liked to be prepared. However, he didn't take the offered hand. Yet, somehow, it shouldn't feel like disrespect. It was just his nature. After all, shaking hands, especially with one's dominant hand, would leave them unable to draw their weapon. It was all part of being a Hunter: always leave your fighting hand free if it could be managed. Instead, he simply inclined his head slightly in, what would be for him, a warm nod. "I thought as much," he said. "It would seem that there's an intriguing story behind why your form has changed from what it was described to me before. Perhaps, after you've rested, you might relate it?"
With that, his eyes drifted to the boy as he entered, then narrowed slightly as his nostrils took in the scent in the air. Yet, as he watched him, he visibly relaxed. It seemed that whatever had happened, it must have been consensual. He saw no hint of coercion, magical or hypnotic, in the boy's movements. "Transient guests we may be, you old bastard," he muttered to no one in particular, "but there are times I wish the next few thousand years will pass quickly..."
Then, he looked at Ellena, finally answering her, "I suppose so. Add whatever you'd intended to pay me to his pay." He nodded slightly in Ken's direction. "As I said, I've no need for money, just simply a place to rest. And, with dawn not far off, I wish to seek at least a few hours sleep."
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Post by kenryo on Oct 13, 2015 23:17:48 GMT -6
Kenryo smiled as Dukal refused his hand yet offered a sign of greeting and respect back to him. "I understand why you do not take my hand. It is wise to keep something like myself from getting a grip on you. Considering simply shaking my hand would put me at the advantage. You are a wise one Dukal no doubt this comes from your years of trials." He then lowered his hand and simply gave a nod of his own... " but... If you know who I really am you know I don't kill or fight for pleasure especially now. I seek peace and redemption for what I can. ". He then took a step back to give the man his space..." I have no need for money... And unless I have completely lost a step I definitely don't need money from a person who I would tear the nine gates of hell apart to get back." He said as he looked at what he assumed at this point in was Nathalie...
Now his gaze turned to Dukal..."what I can tell you though hunter is this... New form doesn't make me a weakling. Many vampires and other beings who live in their own way of harmony with the world may arise in time... I simply ask you extend the same respect and understanding that you have my friend here. Something tells me soon we will need all the help we can get. And yes I would be happy to share my story with you on the morrow should you care to hear it. " Even as a mortal Ken's life always fell second to those he cared for... He hoped he found an understanding acquaintance in all this. Ken after all could use all the help he could get.
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Post by Dukal Lee on Oct 22, 2015 14:58:11 GMT -6
Almost...almost...he smirked. It played around his lips, showing more in his eyes. Kenryo, as powerful as his new form was, was still a mortal now. And, thus, limited to mortal strength. Dukal, on the other hand...
"Don't worry," he said, serene as ever. "So long as she complies with the limits I asked her to place upon herself, neither she nor you would have anything to worry about from me." With that, he sent a nod to each of them, then turned toward the stairs leading to the rooms. Ascending the steps, he continued down the hall to an empty room on the very end, one that was as plain as possible. He opened the door and went in, closing it behind him. Crossing the wooden floor, he went to the window and pulled closed the curtains to block out the barely-lit sky from the slim crescent of the sun that had managed to come up. He then turned to the bed and unbuckled his sword belt, leaning the blade against the wall next to the headboard, removed his cloak and set it over the back of a nearby chair, then lowered himself atop the blankets fully clothed. He stared into the darkness for a moment, then closed his eyes. Though he appeared asleep, some ineffable sense would show that he was somehow fully aware of his surroundings...
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Post by Nathallie Demetry on Oct 28, 2015 16:52:00 GMT -6
Ellena watches both men as they talk, as she wasn't even there "I believe Dukal, we will live in harmony", she looks at Ken, her desguise was being discovered but she remains calm, she knew he has said that words about the one he wanted to return right to her, but she wasn't going now to let him know,even he knew already, for sure, she was Nathallie. Now she is Ellena and Nathallie is someone she doesn't want to remember. She smiles gently and say "Well, Big one, good luck breaking walls to bring your girl back, she may be worth it..." she smiles even more, her eyes not showing all she wanted right now was run to his arms and hold him and kiss him.."Anyway, you go with Hans, he will help you with eveything you need, he is a good boy." her eyes move to the boy as she smiles and winks to him, the boy blushes deeply, she chuckles and looks as Dukal moves to the stairs...she nods as he passes her, Ellena's eyes follow him as he desappears. She smiles at Ken again, colorful eyes moving back over him, gently but not much and walks to the bar, grabbing herself a bottle of Ale a goblet and fill it, she starts to walk around the place ..gently blowing the candles all around the tables, and then she lifts her chin and blows the ones in the ceiling, they flames tremble and are extinguished. She sips and smiles as the place becomes dark, the only light coming from the back door and the light of the lightinings...she watches the rain falling outside bringing her memories of her Mansion, the glassed ceiling of her bedroom, the moonlight wich she used to bath herself...shivering she drinks all the Ale and sighs... She was not sure if Ken and Hans were there still...now she was really needing to deal with some ghosts of her past...her ears trying to connect to Dukal's room, wondering if the man was able to sleep , slowly a bright line begins to appear in horizon as a little smile plays on her lips...her red eyes shining as she closes them...
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Post by kenryo on Oct 28, 2015 18:40:45 GMT -6
Kenryo
He simply nodded towards Dukal's departure. "We'll discuss things further tomorrow..." Was all he said as the man left the room. He then leaned against a support beam, just patiently waiting. He waved off Hans politely and whispered "Leave child, I can find my own way. Enjoy your evening." With that his regard for the boy disappeared. He just sat there patiently watching Nathalie go around doing her thing. He knew full well that she would know he's still there. As the room grew dark, he watched her bask in the moonlight. It flashed him back to older times, simple times. Before the wars, before self imposed exile a time when all of them could be together and it not bring about the damn apocalypse in one sense or another. As he watched her drink the ale, he figured he'd grab a bottle of his own. Popping the cork on it, he pulled a blanket out of his bag and laid it out on the floor behind her. "Well... if your going to enjoy the night, why not be comfortable." With that he plopped down on it, and slowly began to drink the ale. "We both know I've never been the swiftest of minds, but I'm no fool. You know someone for long enough you begin to pick up on the subtle things they do." With that he took his sword off placing it on the ground behind him. "For some reason, your behind a mask... I won't pry as to why, just know an old confidant is here if you need him. With that he looked down, beginning to twirl the bottle on its base, circling it around it's edge. His now larger hands, a bit clumsy making him lose his grip. He caught it, only a small spill happened...With that he took in a DEEP breath and sighed. "Believe me, we all are wearing a mask in our own ways some more than others." He then rested the bottle, and looked at the inside of his hand. It was foreign to him... The lines were different, there was a "life line", they were rough, calloused.
He then laid flat on his back and pulled his clothing filled bag behind his head. It was long almost the equivalent to modern military bags. So there was plenty of room on it, not that he was sure she would take him up on his proposal. It wasn't anything other than the desire to feel contact with his long time friend and companion. He could tell something was a miss with her, and he felt about the same. The world looked different to him and this was the first part of it that made any sense. No matter what she did or say, it'd take the words of god himself to convince him he was wrong...
With that he looked out the window past her, smiling a little. He never appreciated the rain, the soft sounds it made. How it helped almost like a lullaby to help him sleep now. Being mortal was giving him insight to life he'd never dreamed of, and it has only been a matter of weeks. "When we look out to eternity, and realize it'll never end we stop enjoying moments like this. The little things...." He then leaned his head back his thick built chest expanding and contracting as he took each deep breathe. He then closed his eyes and began to tilt his head from side to side, almost like he was nodding to a soft tune in his head. Then he brought his hands behind his head, exposing both of his side. "Thank you..." Is all he said softly, before just letting her be.
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Post by Nathallie Demetry on Oct 28, 2015 19:37:06 GMT -6
She doesn't look at him, but she knew he was close enough, the warmth coming from the strong and huge body was covering her entire body, she keeps her eyes closed as he starts talking, shivering she sighs and a single tear rolls down, it was a long time she didn't feel so weak and disarmed. Fast she dries the tear ans blinks, the words coming into her ears, her red eyes were now two orbs on fire, her fangs ready to attack, but she this is not her nature, years of training for not kill innocent people, but he was playing with all her senses right now, her emotions were really a mess, she growls slightly, and opens her eyes, facing the rain, trying to calm down, she was about to attack him, he left her for a war, even Nathaliie was unfaithful she was always honest with them all, she breaths trying to control herself. Ken knows very well Nathallie fells hungry when she is stimulated as he was doind, somehow looks like he wants it or he wants to provoke her instincts to protect himself, but even being strong as he is now, he is just a mortal man, as she thinkins about all this she breathsm thinking about Dukal who was waiting for a wrong step, she closes her eyes again as she hears his thoughts, the rain touching the ground, each drop , one by one, as she turns away and looks at him, "Why? Why are you thanking me? How did you know it was me? I wait , every night for you, for a long, long time and then when I try to leave my old life , here you are, is not fate playing with me?" she shakes her head and goes down on her knee in front of him, watching him laid there.."I could kill you right know you know that?" she throws her goblet away, as the glass fall in small pieces behing the balcony..."Why are you here? I never intend to live an eternity Ken, you know that as well. We had lots of moments like this but you left me still "...she sits down now, her back againt the wall, the window above her head, she was into the dark now, no light surrouding her as she watches him, how he was different, should she trust him over again, she was really lost now, her eyes colerful eyes stop shinning as she closes her eyes covering her face with both hands
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Post by kenryo on Oct 28, 2015 20:14:31 GMT -6
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Even as he could tell her urges were kicking in, he didn't flinch. He knew he deserved her frustration, probably from everyone from that time period. "Nathalie, I knew it was you the moment I saw those eyes." He turned his head to look straight at her."I thank you, because seeing you again not knowing who was alive or dead, and YOU were the first I get to see. The one I worried about everyday while I was gone. I offer myself, if feeding is what you desire you may... And I know you could've... easily. I wouldn't have fought. But fortunately I'm much larger than most men, I could spare a few pints." He chuckled very softly, hoping his slight sarcasm wouldn't invoke to much wraith from her. "I lost so much to those wars, including time I could've spent with you. I lost friends, I believe my nephew Shakaar is among the dead, and I was forced to kill my own son. I was a shell of what I was, and I didn't want you of all people to see that. The confident defender, not even capable of holding up his own head. But, maybe it's fates way of reminding us that it doesn't have to be over. That life can go on and be a beautiful thing." He suddenly shot up, no longer caring for formality. He would take whatever reaction she wished to give him, but he wrapped his powerful arms around her. Snug, but gentle and pulled her in close. "I never wanted to leave, I wanted all of us to be safe and together. And I never wanted to leave you of all people." He dropped his head onto her shoulder. A few tears began to flow, she would be able to hear his heart racing... the adrenaline coursing threw his body, it was exhilarating...
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Post by Nathallie Demetry on Oct 28, 2015 20:47:08 GMT -6
At first she thought about pulling him away, but at same time she couldn't do it again, she holds him close, his heart against her body , racing as well his blood , she could hear it passing through his veins as they pulse , she growls slightly as his tears touch her shoulder.."I...Ken..I won't do this, I may lose control, you know that." She pulls him away gently but only enough to look into his eyes, her eyes were colorful, purple, for a moment her mask dissolves so he can see it is really her, same face he knew from years ago, but only for a moment and then she becomes Ellena again, she places her fingertips on his neck, feeling the blood running fast, the main vein pulsing as the heart pulses. She stares into his eyes.."You know how I am and you don't fear me because you know I've never killed before, unless it was necessary. I really feel thursty when one tents me this way and you are doing this because you want me to, I can't Ken. Because somehow I feel I will hurt you. You were my love, I won't blame you for leaving but I blame you for not allowing me to go with you. And then you found another and had a son, I am sorry for all the lost you had in this damn War." With that she touches his lips with her fingers, as she gently places a kiss on his neck, feeling the warmth, the taste filling her mouth as she remembers it, she rubs her fang gently, a slightly cut...she growls and licks the little drop as she whispers..."Maybe, when my heart heal you will feed me as you desire...for now, please, call me Ellena...Nathallie is dead". She looks at him .."She is dead". She knew by this moment and all the mess she made Dukal was aware, but she was not doing anything wrong...she sighs and grabs her glass as she lifts it.."To the damn fate" and she drinks all the Ale from it..."
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Post by kenryo on Oct 28, 2015 20:58:42 GMT -6
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As she pulled away, and mentioned another. She couldn't have known, so this whole thing must have looked awful. To think he went to war and found someone to replace her. "Nathalie... and that's the only name I'll call you. My son was older than you, he was an angel like myself. Corrupted by Ludious and drug into his war." He sat up, not trying to stop her from moving away. Knowing full well even with his strength trying to contain an angry lady was dangerous mortal or immortal. "The wars were a place I never wanted you to go. You had seen me defend against a person, maybe a group... but I never wanted you too see the senseless slaughters that came from it. I knew you'd be safer out of it, and if that makes me selfish I'll take that blame. Because it's due to that selfishness that I could hold you in my arms like I just did!" His time of reflection was helping him come up with the words he always wished he could say to those close to him. But being this exposed emotionally, he only hoped he wasn't taking it too far... or only making it worse. "I'll never accept that name..."He rose to his feet, feeling he had said to much. "If me being here, isn't what you want. If you wish for time, I can give it to you... Just remember I'm no psychic, it was never my gift. Just tell me what you want from me, honest and true and I'll give it to you."
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Post by Nathallie Demetry on Oct 28, 2015 21:15:14 GMT -6
As he stands she was already behind him, angry, "How dare you putting me in this situation? If you like this name or not I had to accept you leaving me , even you did it for my protection, you will respect me and call me Ellena, and this is the name I have, this is the face I have and even my eyes are still reporting who I am , no one but you know that. Downstair we have a hunter and he seems really prepared to rip my head out if I do something wrong, please Ken, say it, say may name, Ellena or leave me behind again, I will give some days and then I will do what I always did before, with you , Savance, Falcora and Andy...I will hunt you and for sure by the scent I will find you, but this time I will be what my Sire want me to be. I won't run this time, I will let my nature to come first and drain all the blood you have there till the last drop...don't tent me Ken", her voice was husky, failing in some words.."She approches of him in a blink and places her hand over his neck..lifting him a little.."Say my name for good, Ken..Ellena"..her eyes were already inside of his, through his head, through his feelings, invading his body as she whispers.."Say it..Ellena"...
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Post by kenryo on Oct 28, 2015 21:28:04 GMT -6
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He felt her pick him up slightly, fortunately for the height difference he was able to keep part of his weight on his toes. He locked eyes with her, he began to grind his teeth for only a moment. Then his look went from half happy, to completely serious. The kind he gave when he wouldn't budge, and fortunately for the lingering effects of being not only an angel but his age he wouldn't break to this. He instead brought up his hand to his neck, not touching her hand but instead driving the sharp thumbnail he had into the small cut that was already there. He drove it in hard and ripped a small chunk open causing the blood to stream steadily. "I'll die... before I accept that name. So do what you have to do, if this is the end of my road I shared it with you." He then dropped both of his hands to his sides. "And the hunter will have to get threw me... Assuming I live that is..."
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