The Large Lake

Ah, the supernatural is my thing.
*chuckles*
I work with the spirits.
Mine is a gift from the ones that guard me to allow for better control.

"I see... I work with souls. I'm the Harvester of Souls you see... maybe I shouldn't have said that... but I'm not a bad guy... I bring souls for judgment." Ichiro said, shrugging and then chuckling slightly.

*shrugs*
I don't pre-judge.
I bring souls that have an affinity to a certain person and lend people their strength.
The soul can refuse, of course, but they don't often do so.

"I see. That's good. Well... I'm off to do my job. I'll see you somewhere sometime?" Ichiro tells Alex, letting his wing return to its sealed form and walks towards the Well...

One of Kairai's clones wondered around, asking himself why Kairai is feeling so sad. Looking at the lake, the clone sat and sighed.

*walks along the lake, looks up to see kairai sitting down*
*tilts head, eyes flashing to red cut pupils*
oh your a clone
*sits down next to him*
where is the real kairai now a days?

The clone looked at the girl, and shook his head, sadness in his eyes. He looked back at the lake then spoke.
"He's feeling sad lately. He created me not long ago, when he was suffering an outrage" he said remembering his main purpose when created was to die.
"I came around cause he stared crying, yet again, and he wont move from there".

*looks at the clone*
think you could bring me to him?
i mean i wouldn't mind just sitting here talking to you but uhh...
*thinks bout the right thing to say*
i need to talk to the real kairai bout something he knows

The clone looked back at her and smiled.
"I know everything he does, but those memories received after I was reated. I could let him know everything you told me, he only needs to tuch my palm", he said looking down.

ummm....
well you see...
no offence but when i talk to someone i would much rather talk to them
not a clone...

The clone raised an eyebrow and shook his head.
"If you insist..." he said reaching for her hand and teleporting.

*is teleported*

Ichiro Girard wrote:

"Nope."

Ichiro replied, smiling back at her. His eyes reflected the moonlight which glowed in the night. Ichiro took out Seki, its enchanted steel blade glimmering in the moonlight, reflecting the moon's image. Suzu looked demonic, but that didn't frighten Ichiro. His gut and his mind knew what to do...

"I'm the Harvester of Souls... I can't run from a purification..."

Ichiro said, smiling, the wind cutting at his skin like blades, his white hair blowing past his face. In his mind, he traced a purification seal that could purify anything, needed to be directly put on the target's body, but was indestructible... a sealing rosary.

"By the heavens, I will harvest your soul..."

The green gate glowed in Ichiro's hand.

"Harvest my soul? Cheesy."

She snickered to herself, holding my metal bat that was stained with blood splatters. {Not my main weapon, but I just have it because I don't plan to spar} The metal gleamed against the moonlight as she clenched her hand around it and watched Ichiro.

"Purify this, purify that. Are you one of those peace makers? Just leave people as they are, or you will just end up hurting them more then your intentions."

Her nails lengthened as her fangs grew to full length and her eyes a blood lust. She tapped her foot in thirst and irritation.

"Say all you want, but you are an evil being. I'm going to collect your soul and send it for judgment. But of course, you're going to hell!!"

Ichiro said, as he made a fast dash towards Suzu and swang down Seki. "Die!" Ichiro said, applying strength to the blow as he followed each one by another as speeds normal folk couldn't comprehend.

"Why would you send me to hell well I've already visited there? I'm half dead, fool, and not because I'm a vampire. For other reasons."

She applied the same force on the metal bat against Seki, overthrowing and interrupting a hit, then bringing foot up. Suzumi forced a hard kick at his wrist so he would drop his weapon. She spun around, having her spin away from Ichiro and brought her bat up to her side.

"Amateur."

"Keh. Pretty good... but that's not stopping me."

Ichiro paused. He said that, but his wrist was numb. That girl had a strong kick. And how could she handle that much power? It was insane. Ichiro himself had a hard time doing that speed attack. But she made it look easy. This was bad. Either she was defying Newton's Third Law where action and reaction force were equal... or she was bloody strong... or both.

"Well I'm going to send you to the eighteenth level!"

Ichiro shouted. There was one way... Ichiro took out the one thing that sealed dark powers away... it was risky... but it was the only way. Ichiro ran up to Suzu and held the Rosary in his hand.

"Not stopping you? You hesitated there."

She observed how he took in the kick and snickered. Her left hand dropped the bat and her right hand reached into her pocket for a knife. She saw him coming in an instant and ran in a blurring motion behind Ichiro, pressing the knife against his neck, the skin breaking as small trickles of blood dripped down his neck. The cool blade dripped in small drops of his blood, as she continued to
slowly press the knife in deeper, not causing any serious damage. Her left hand wrapped around his forearm that held the rosary, careful not to touch it. Her cold hand constricted his arm, crushing the bloodstream, as a sick crackle was heard.

"Give up, Peacemaker?"

"Not... yet..."

Ichiro breathed, as he felt the surges of pain rushed through. If this was an illusion, it was very realistic. Ichiro used his energy to press the rosary to her skin.

"By my title as the Harvester of Souls, I seal your soul and sentence you to... the seal of a thousand sages!"

Ichiro said as the rosary glowed silver. It would seal her vampiric powers along with any evil powers she had up her sleeve.

*leads zenna up smiling* here we are.

Zenna smiles as the make it to the Lake. She looks at the water. "It's covered with ice, I wonder is it's thick enough to walk on," she says.

*gives a thoughtful look and gently takes arm away* let me see......
*slowly walks out onto the ice looking around and comes back* there are soft spots that would break if you stepped on them............

Zenna watches as he goes out onto the ice. I'm the one with wings, if he falls then that'll be bad... Zenna watches as he comes back. "Well, there's no use risking it then," she said. "I can't wait till summer."

*chuckles and places a hand on her shoulder* thats a ways away.

Zenna sighs. "Yea...hmm..."

*smiles* thats ok though.
*looks at her tips head to side and gives a goofy grin closing eyes*