Feel the Power

OC associated with Zeshea. Free to RP outside the group.

[vafernix-blog]

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Before he could even voice out a warning, a vicious monster had already been charging towards a wandering stranger, teeth bared and bent on rage. Fearing for their safety, action needed to take place. Unfortunately, there wasn’t enough time to leap forward and physically intercept the creature and neither there was to stand about and watch the scene unfold. The latter being far too cruel, in any case. 

Reaching into his leather bag, he pulls out a blitz core and rightfully places it inside his alchemy gauntlet. Within seconds, the catalyst instantly reacts with the device, allowing Logy to direct a barrage of ferocious blades of wind towards the enemy with the sweep of his hand. Blowing away the creature, the magic doing as expected, it had momentarily diverted the onslaught, sending the beast running back into the thick of trees. Good.

“Are you alright?" He questions, jogging up to the other. "You should be more careful walking around here. These guys can be pretty nasty.”

[justblazingit]

"Oh," he said, pushing himself up and brushing his hair back into place. He was a mess from running away from the beast.  "What was that thing? And who are you? Why did you save me, are you that nice to everybody?" After a moment, Blaze laughed. "I'm sorry, I guess that's a bit much, huh? I'm still a little nervous. My name is Blaze. I'm not the best fighter, but I thought I'd be able to handle myself." He looked out into the woods where the creature fled.

[justblazingit]

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( Image Reference )Strange smell. Not quite blood, but it was a smell that was distinctively caused by humans... and yet the Black Star was certain the boy before him was no human. His desire to hide from man was misplaced.He jumped down from the cliff he had clung to, landing with an earth-trembling quake. Even with his elephant-esque size, it was easy to hide if you were high enough. Nobody bothered to look up."What are you?" He asked; his voice was not verbal, but it echoed telepathically. The Black Star's head was risen--at the boy's height, he would be staring at himself reflected in the Black Star's mirrored chest, unless he had dared to look up into the God's smiling eyes.

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    ⊰-||..♛..||-⊱   He doubt he could fall into a peaceful slumber as of now, so why not tour the place until he’s tired enough to pass out. After all, there’s bound to be many things to explore amidst the infernal blaze. Thus the serious face was washed away by a much more brighter, and jovial expression when he found the eccentric fellow with a voice of concern, however the offer of plain water just wouldn’t do for a fancy person like himself. His new living space was already shabby enough as it is.

        “Hm~ I believe it would be best if you stay here…somebody has to watch over this place, right?” 

       ”Buut, you know, it would be lovely if you can cook a warm—delicious meal for the two of us and prepare me a hot bath when I return.” 

[justblazingit]

"Of course I can do that! I'll see you later," Blaze said, beaming, but the hesitance was in his voice. Running a bath would be easy, but cooking was something Blaze could not do. Why should he be able to? When he was alive, he didn't need to eat. But he could improvise. Since Blaze could use fire at will, making food couldn't be that hard... or maybe he could order a pizza while Tettere was gone? He'd never know the difference.

[vafernix-blog]

“Ain’t a chance." He continues along with his pirate talk and takes a step forward to shorten the distance between them, raising a hand to pat his chest, where various items hang from his clothing. "Ye may be th’best, but I am a great thief! Ye can’t even try t’get me treasure." Even if they were out in the open…

Although, medals and platinum buttons couldn’t compare to a golden tiara. Captain Crow had to get his hands on it. “But I can easily get yours!”

[justblazingit]

"Oh yeah? How are you gonna do that?" As Crow approached him, Blaze took an equal amount of steps away. "Maybe I'm not a thief, but there's such a thing as beginner's luck, right? Besides, I'm uh... I'm... super fast! You'll never catch me!" He winked and then took of running.

[vafernix-blog]

“Whoa, yeah very cool!" Fun to see, but dangerous to stand by. Hopefully the streams of fire coming from the ground, wouldn’t stray and land on his body or clothing. Nevertheless, Crow hangs around to see the show in action, curiously asking for more. "So if you can make it anywhere… can you make it come out of that imp’s head?" He pointed to a small creature a fair distance away, standing idly and mind it’s own business.

[justblazingit]

"I think I could, but..." Blaze looked down. the flames beside him faded into death. A moment later, he looked at Crow with more conviction. "I don't want to hurt him. You--you have to have a heart! You can't convince people to hurt other people!"

[vafernix-blog]

“Huh? …Oh, I dunno." A lie spoken so carelessly, simply to drop the topic from taking hold of a conversation. "People say a lot of things ‘bout me. I don’t care, but you understand, I’m totally a nice guy!" At least when he wanted to be; the chances being surprisingly low. But he’s enjoying the odd moment with the other, revealing his natural kind intentions as he plays along with the description given by Blaze.

“I bet I’d look cool with a mustache though, don’t cha think?" Crow puts on the best impression of a hardy-looking expression, brows furrowing and lips puckered as he combs his imaginary mustache with class. "Argh, gimme yer treasure mate, or off goes yer head!" 

[justblazingit]

Blaze removed the golden tiara from his head rather delicately. He shook his head to clear away the wild hair that flowed onto his face, and grinned. "There's no way you can have my treasure!" He hid the tiara behind his back and stuck his tongue out. "Remember what I told you before; I'm the best! So you can just give up now, Captain Crow, and hand over YOUR treasure."

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     ⊰-||..♛..||-⊱   His fond smile that spoke of much nostalgia eventually receded the more he heard the man talk. The prince, quite frankly, hadn’t really been listening nor paying attention to what he had to say when there were his own thoughts to listen to and the heat to deal with. But wishing for some personal peace and silence to collect his thoughts and make out the events that had happened just prior in being guided to this room by an imp, he gave a laconic reply; for he simply did not have the energy anymore to impose corrections. "Enough, I am tired." He said as lashes lowered and his crystalline gaze seemed to have become laden with a deep melancholy when he looked into the solid steel of his blade. Ah, he thought, perhaps this place was a state of repose for his restless soul that had once smoldered with the avid passion—the wretched desperation in finding somebody he could genuinely love with the very whole of his being. However, from the beginning, something of that kind simply couldn’t have been done with a person of his position—when the concept of marriage was nothing but another duty to be fulfilled. Thus growing weary in searching, and overcome by a frustrating sadness in having borne only fruitless affections, whose advice could he have sought in the cage that was his crown? He scoffed as if to rid the thought, rising from his seat and returning the sword to its scabbard with the sense that he shouldn’t spend his time idling here, thus casting his gaze at the eccentric male before him, almost in ways sentimental—a mere ephemeral glance is given. 

        Nevertheless. “—A pleasure,” he said as he made his way to the exit, “to make your acquaintance…Blaze.”

[justblazingit]

"Wait, are you going?" He sat forward with newfound concern. "Don't leave yet, we don't even know each other! And you said you're tired. Can I get you water?" It wasn't just because Blaze wanted to get to know him. Prince Tettere was mysterious, and he had a sword, and Blaze wasn't entirely certain if the guy liked him or not. It all spelled bad news, and if Blaze could spend just a few more minutes with him, maybe he could induce the Prince's empathy. "Or maybe I can come with you?"

[vafernix-blog]

“Huh?" To hear apologies being directed at him…it was quite rare to hear. Usually it was himself whom was the one to be saying them in turn for his own actions, nevertheless, it was actually nice. 

Seeing how this conversation was taking a turn in the preferred direction, he relaxes in the slightest and sports a small smile— His hand, however, still remains in his coat. “Eh, that’s alright." Following along with his carefree nature, the threat was never a real bother to the android. "I don’t really care about that~”

[justblazingit]

"Oh," Blaze said, shuffling his feet. He was expecting the answer to be more shout, and less dismissive. Perhaps forgiveness was a part of human culture? He brushed away his confusion in favor of curiosity. "Why was everyone saying you don't have a heart then? If you're nice enough to forgive me, you're not evil. I thought from the way they talked, you'd be.... some kind of puppy-kicking mustached bad guy."

[vafernix-blog]

"Hey kid, you alright? Your hand just touched the lava there." "Mind your business, idiot."

[vafernix-blog]

Slipping off a mauve glove reveals the very hand he had come to ‘injure’ in a minor accident, revealing hated features. The first three digits took on the appearance of any other on a human’s hand, the remaining two, exposed and constructed in glistening silver metal. They all contract and relax upon command, but no matter how ‘realistic’ the movement was, he watched them through spiteful, narrowed eyes. 

How ugly they were; how fake— just like himself. It only served to remind him that he was and will always be an android. Never to be human.

Raising his hand up towards the lighted sky, he inspects the metallic gleam further, finding not a single favorable trait about it. However, peripheral vision catches sight of a lone figure facing in his direction, forcing Crow to retract his hand close to him. Where they there the whole time? They better have not… or at least, hopefully they didn’t see that. 

Hiding the hand underneath his coat away from the other’s sight, he addresses them. “What do you want?”

[justblazingit]

Blaze didn't answer right away, his eyes were busy observing Crow's hidden hand, and they remained there for some time. Even when his eyes lifted to meet Crow's, it was all written in his expression, a mirror of Crow's own feelings--a light and melancholy frown. And the expression held still in hesitation, it wanted to know, he wanted to know, what was worth hiding. Then Blaze looked down again. "You remember me, right? I've been looking for you. I threatened you the other day and I wanted to say sorry."

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     ⊰-||..♛..||-⊱   The prince spared not a single look to the man in the room, for he of royal born could not deign to reply to a stranger as if he were a respected compatriot; thus disregarding the comments he opted to looking askance at the place that was to be called his home.

       He anticipated the conditions to be much more horrid—of course they were neither favourable for a man of his noble tastes, but it would be bearable so long as nothing disturbed his peace. As he came to terms in his mind with the area he was to live in, he made his way to one of the available seats. Heels clicked against the banal floors as his princely head rose subtly as if he were walking the halls of his own Kingdom. He offered nothing but silence until finally seating himself comfortably enough on a chair, pausing and drawing in a breath with the consideration that a Prince always makes himself known. Thus he spoke tersely, in a tone as if he had graced the room with his divine presence so as to make it his own through granting the man his name— “Prince Tettere.”

      Still, he did not care enough to lift his gaze to this so-called mate, but plainly drew out the honourable blade that hung at his side to inspect its condition. Closed lips curved into a smile when he found it unchanged as his finger tips glided against the steel. "I am to reside here from today onward."

[justblazingit]

Blaze's eyes fell on the glint of steel. Flashbacks of humans attacking him, stabbing him, the pain and helplessness. His anxiety took the form of heat around his body, and he found himself wishing for his old wings to escape. Escape? There was none. He had to play it cool. he didn't know Prince Tettere was going to attack him. Tettere couldn't've known he was a Dragon. Blaze had been so careful to keep it a secret. He smiled and laughed nervously. "I'm, uh, Blaze... you mean that you're residing here with me, right? I don't think I got a new room assignment, if I did I must have missed it, hahaha." He ran a hand through his hair. "I'm sorry, can you put that away? It makes me nervous."

[vafernix-blog]

“The best?" Was that so? Crow gave the man a look that basically spelled out he wasn’t convinced. "If you were the best, I’d think you could do a little more than sprout a flame.”

[justblazingit]

"The best fire-user, yeah! Look and see." He lifted his arms and pointed on either side of him, as if cuing the flame, rather than causing it. It was all about the showmanship. In any case, it worked, two fiery geysers hissed up from the ground. "Is that enough? Or do I have to do even more? I can make fire anywhere you want me to! As much as you want me to!"

[justblazingit]

Do you follow the saying ‘an eye for an eye’?

"That's... Hm, yeah, I think that's a good thing. Bad people who do bad things, they shouldn't go without punishment. I'm just not the person who likes taking the revenge, it should really be someone else."

[justblazingit]

"You look rich." He was sitting in his room as a new face appeared in the doorway. Blaze assumed it was a friendly face. There were always people coming and going, "You can't take it with you," he thought aloud, putting a finger to his jawbone. "Except your clothes, apparently. Who are you?"

[vafernix-blog]

“God of fire, huh? God…" He looks away for a moment in thought, attempting to process the meaning of the repeated word. He’s heard it from somewhere before, he knew for sure— although, the very meaning must have been erased along with the majority of other parts of knowledge and memories from that incident. "Well, dunno what that is, but creating flames out of nowhere is really cool.”

[justblazingit]

"W-what do you mean you don't know what that is?!" The fire he held went out instantly. How could you concentrate if someone didn't recognize your talent? If being born divine could be considered a talent, anyway. "It means I'm the best! I rule all the fire around us! I made the world!" He pauses for a second and adds, "well, not this one."

[vafernix-blog]

Hm? It seemed that someone was attempting to communicate something in regards to his entire statement, but Crow paid little attention to that and turned eyes to the flame that erupted from the other’s hand.

“Whoa, how’d you do that?”

[justblazingit]

"I'm the god of fire," he answers smugly, and with a little energy causes the flame to glow even whiter. Forgets all about hiding the god thing, as long as he doesn't say he's a dragon directly he thinks he's fine.

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{Entering Zeshea}

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"Would it hurt to investigate then? From what I remember last; there is a possibility of me being dead but why am I here? Where am I supposed to even stay?” 

Werewombat Ward 11 was all the imp told me but where in the hell was that? Should I ask him?

"Erm.. Bl- Mr. Blaze, do you know where Werewombat Ward 11 is? And any other places?"

[justblazingit]

"Why not here? Don't you like it? I bet it's because it's too warm for you. I think it's hot too. I'm not used to heat either," he said. This was for a different reason than most people--he wasn't used to the fragility of the human body, its uselessness when it came to temperature.  "I know where that is. It must be your apartment! I can show you. I think it's better to stand up after all. The ground here is making me sore. It's too rocky." Blaze pushes himself up before offering a helping hand to Kurumi.

[vafernix-blog]

“Man, I feel really bad for those officers. They ask for people to help catch me, but everyone here is so stupid.”

[justblazingit]

"Hey, you! You're the guy who doesn't want a heart, right?" He makes a flame but holds it a few inches above his fingers, as not to burn them. It would be a lie to say he only made that mistake once, but he isn't going to try it anymore.