Soul Eater

[TBA - IR] "Unholy? No... Messiah? Perhaps." Raziel from the Legacy Of Kain series written by Gothie, affiliated with TBA  [Housed in /] [Has full control over the Soul Reaver.]

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Late Night Snacks

CLOSED RP || @baddestdangerboy

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Raziel couldn't help but seeth at everything around him. He's known this place before, and at least he could still seeth, if not he'd be overly pissed that he wouldn't be able to grind his teeth. Grind his teeth, into what he assumed would be dust-- well, by now.

But, that dream was cut short when he lost his jaw... Ah, well, everything else too. How many years ago was it now? Raziel couldn't remember if it was hundreds, thousands or...

Raziel finds himself perked up from his thoughts. There was a noise in one of the alleyways, in the darkest of them. The wraith jumped down silently, landing on his clawed feet with a soft impacted thud. The distance from the roof he was sitting on wasn't bad, after all, it could have been a leap off of a cliff involuntary.

His glowing eyes look up to the other's turned back in the alley as he readies the reaver and strikes, he's almost certain the human didn't feel pain as he stabbed the blade through their chest. The flicker of their life fading and turning into a vibrant wailing soul for Raziel to swallow as the body fell limp, made the meal that much better... although, no human deserved such an easy death. Maybe he was finally getting soft in this dull place.

Raziel sighs into the night air, pulling the blade from their chest.

The reaver found itself twining up his arm, retracting for the moment as he turns on his heel and blinks, realizing that behind him was another presence.

How had he not noticed?

"Human or not, I require no souls for the moment." He adjusts his scarf over his skeletal frame, looking at the new approach "I suppose I would advise you to take caution, but perhaps seeing my act has already alerted you to seek some sort of authority." He places a hand on his jutting hip, his fingers tapping against the hollow insides,

"So, what will it be? If I'm honest, I don't care whichever way you proceed... But I'm not one to roll over and beg forgiveness to a higher authority when they're mad." Raziel isn't sure if it's a laugh that escapes his open mouth,

"After all, what's one human life to the million others here?"

He reaches out one of his clawed hands, looking to the red head expectantly.

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am i bitter? yes. but do i try to move on and let go of past anger? well, actually, no

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Ooc;

hello I am not dead 😪

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“this place is rather…” garcia pauses, sorting through the vocabulary for the right word, “peculiar.” the man decides upon, looking down, then over at the other as he waited for the train.

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Raziel was used to being stared at... At least in this city. Other places, perhaps they would have loved to drive sharp weapons through what remained of him, but here... Just stares and-- “I wonder if all humans do not have the manners you seem to lack.”

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aaaaa like this for a starter?? This is going to be Raziel’s third year here soon and honestly, this is so weird I’ve never had a character run this long SO--

Friends old and new !! Please like this for a short starter by yours truly! 

No cap, not selective and Indies welcome!

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“Curious really… I do not believe it, as all humans or other creatures wish to destroy something that has wronged them.”

Raziel huffs and crosses his arms, tapping his claws against his arm, “Besides, all humans are truly disgusting, I would not deny any hidden secrets you have.”

“Well, you’ve met some petty humans then. Not all of us are wishing ill on each other.”

Karen figured that he would say something like that. He had the whole “humans are stupid and someone like me should guide them” vibe. Those types were irritating to interact with, but she’s learned to humor them somewhat.

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The Wraith could only scoff and make a gesture with his hand, was she not blind to the cancers of the world, the demons the lurked around in it? Raziel shook what was left of his head and exhaled a fair amount of what looked as smoke, “You have better watch what the world plays for you, human... If you do not, your whole life will be shambled before you can blink.”

It wasn’t a threat, merely a heads up as Raziel sighed low, “Every human I have met, has done more wrong that I can count, at least the creatures I have killed admitted their mistakes to the end. I wouldn’t expect a girl to understand.”

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Raziel almost bumps into the human, scoffing slightly, not paying any mind until he feels an odd prescence resinating from them.

“Have you a personal vendetta against something here?”

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“Huh? …No, not really.”

While Karen didn’t mean to bump into the rather intimidating being, she was caught off guard with his question. She was curious about the city and the scientists, furious about the events that have come to pass, worried about what may happen in the future, but a vendetta? That is hard to say.

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"Curious really... I do not believe it, as all humans or other creatures wish to destroy something that has wronged them."

Raziel huffs and crosses his arms, tapping his claws against his arm, "Besides, all humans are truly disgusting, I would not deny any hidden secrets you have."

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"I am blessed to have missed that horrible holiday... Considering, I had nobody to spend it with-- Regardless, It is simply illogical."

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       ───    ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴᴇ??

                                             is this what you wanted?                                              what have you become?       ;;

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Raziel almost bumps into the human, scoffing slightly, not paying any mind until he feels an odd prescence resinating from them.

"Have you a personal vendetta against something here?"

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“Lack of experience… Ah, I wonder if I truly wish to go back, back to slaying demons. I suppose my brothers were all demons as well… Killing your ‘family’ is easier than it seems in the right situations.”

There seemed to be a very clear drop of the wraiths shoulders, averting his gaze, a sigh, if he kept telling himself they deserved it… Yeah, he would be fine…

They all deserved it.

“How do I start this, job you speak of, I have full control of my powers, there isn’t a demon that can stand in my way… Unless– No, that isn’t important. Explain if you will.”

Let the past stay in the past, its better that way. For everyone involved, everyone had their own personal tragedy . Its their strength that determines if they become stronger for it or not. 

He passes a small card to the wraith, easily readable. 

 “Here is the adress, simply tell them you wish to join, cite your experience and what your main would be. If you ever join, I would be happy to work with you. For any reason.”

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His claws easily rip through a corner of the card, a small curse under his breath.

"I will be contacting you soon... Ah, do not worry about what else I have said, or what you are currently thinking... It is making me uneasy..."

Without a moments notice the wraith dissipates, a pile of ashes remaining in his place.

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“It was a ghastly ‘job’, and as you say, I was slaying vampires and creatures at my own will… Not knowing I would soon be murdered by my own self from the future, a vampire. Then resurrected by the worst of them all, Kain. If you question if it was difficult… At first, yes. But taking the life of your own self has it’s…”

There’s a soft hum as he thinks on his words.

“Perks. For if I had not done so, Kain wouldn’t of cherished me more than the others, or… Ah, made my existance into a joke, perhaps…”

The tap of his clawed fingers against his arm was rhythmic, “He really was not as horrible as they say…”

It was barely a whisper, but the other could probably hear with his luck…

That actually makes his job a lot harder than it needed to be, but also easier. But at the same time..

 “Perhaps you should join the police. They can use more people like you, like us. Willing to kill to get the job done, but only for the most dangerous of people.” 

He’s aware that living here, means living forever but still. 

 “There are monsters in this city that even the best of us can’t go against.    Because we lack experience.”

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"Lack of experience... Ah, I wonder if I truly wish to go back, back to slaying demons. I suppose my brothers were all demons as well... Killing your 'family' is easier than it seems in the right situations."

There seemed to be a very clear drop of the wraiths shoulders, averting his gaze, a sigh, if he kept telling himself they deserved it... Yeah, he would be fine...

They all deserved it.

"How do I start this, job you speak of, I have full control of my powers, there isn't a demon that can stand in my way... Unless-- No, that isn't important. Explain if you will."

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Something in how he thought, the blink of time before he spoke again…

Ah, so he was right.

His intuition as a vampire never faded, simply was enhanced as a wraith. Not to mention those who got in his way… They provided quite the gift as well.

“You must excuse me as I haven’t an idea of what that is… I, was once a warrior for the chapel… I believe it is a ‘similar job’ as the other’s have told me.” there’s a quiet laugh, just enough as he thinks upon his own past.

It was strange,

“I am called Raziel, first born of my brothers as well as the lieutenants we came to be. My most recent ‘job’ was to be the right hand to the most vile creature Nosgoth had to offer… Ah, or, that is what they say at least.”

 “It is…a position where I am entrusted to responsibly enforce the law in this city. Its …I gather not a well respected position when everyone here would rather not that we exist. But I make do.” 

People rather have fight clubs than have law and order in a city that needed it. No one is being held accountable for recent events nor made to be punished. 

  “I…that is a interesting position you must have had.” Is all he can say. 

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"It was a ghastly 'job', and as you say, I was slaying vampires and creatures at my own will... Not knowing I would soon be murdered by my own self from the future, a vampire. Then resurrected by the worst of them all, Kain. If you question if it was difficult... At first, yes. But taking the life of your own self has it's..."

There's a soft hum as he thinks on his words.

"Perks. For if I had not done so, Kain wouldn't of cherished me more than the others, or... Ah, made my existance into a joke, perhaps..."

The tap of his clawed fingers against his arm was rhythmic, "He really was not as horrible as they say..."

It was barely a whisper, but the other could probably hear with his luck...

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“It is just… You have the air of someone who has lost, and continues to lose. Although, you do not show it.”

Raziel could almost be speaking about himself, strangely enough. But the man in front of him he reminded him of–

“Have we exchanged names? I do remember conversations, although, your name I do not.” His empty eyes blinked, Raziel pulling his scarf closer to him.

That is him, the one who had everything to when he was born, to losing everything to when he died. His family, his name, her. The gentle fox of his soul. It was a disaster one after the other, but coming from a time where Japan reigned… 

It was the natural order of things. He has no regrets now. 

 “Perhaps you have seen me at work. I am a police officer after all. I apologize, I do not … recognise you.”

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Something in how he thought, the blink of time before he spoke again...

Ah, so he was right.

His intuition as a vampire never faded, simply was enhanced as a wraith. Not to mention those who got in his way... They provided quite the gift as well.

"You must excuse me as I haven't an idea of what that is... I, was once a warrior for the chapel... I believe it is a 'similar job' as the other's have told me." there's a quiet laugh, just enough as he thinks upon his own past.

It was strange,

"I am called Raziel, first born of my brothers as well as the lieutenants we came to be. My most recent 'job' was to be the right hand to the most vile creature Nosgoth had to offer... Ah, or, that is what they say at least."

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Raziel is sure he has seen this citizen before, the air that surrounded him was strange, unreadable… Raziel wasn’t a fan of these types.

Coming in from the spectral realm, he blinks open his eyes and returns to reality, standing up and uttering a sentence to grab the other’s attention,

“No matter how hard I try, it is still the same. The more I try, the more it becomes even more of a mystery…”

Having people utter mysterious phrases in the middle of the day is something he is used to. Sanada is a practical man, so he merely looks at the other with patience in his gaze. 

 “And what exactly is the mystery? Perhaps I could help?”

Just a thought. 

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"It is just... You have the air of someone who has lost, and continues to lose. Although, you do not show it."

Raziel could almost be speaking about himself, strangely enough. But the man in front of him he reminded him of--

"Have we exchanged names? I do remember conversations, although, your name I do not." His empty eyes blinked, Raziel pulling his scarf closer to him.