#thecursedpriestess

[queensconquest]

@thecursedpriestess​​ said: “ if you can’t walk, i’m gonna have to carry you, alright? we can’t stay here. That wound isn’t healing and the less stress you put on it, the better. I’ll take you to PM. He will know what to do.” How does one begin to treat or heal a God? If she could, she would. Kikyou removed the demonic energy from the wound but it seemed the weapon used was specifically for LW.

( SETTLING DUST PROMPT )

   As  powerful  as  Ling  Wen  was ,  combat  was  not  her  specialty.  She  wasn’t  a  martial  god  ,  not  unless  she  donned  the  Brocade  Immortal  and  that  had  been  carefully  sealed  and  hidden  away.  Pain  swelled  through  her  ,  hot  and  agonizing  despite  how  her  expression  seemed  frozen  ,  refusing  to  express  her  pain  even  as  she  heard  the  voice  beside  her.

   “  Very  well.  “  She  was  a  creature  of  logic  ,  she  was  not  some  egoist  that  couldn’t  handle  lowering  her  pride.  She  was  hurt  ,  that  was  a  fact.  Trying  to  walk  would  make  it  worse  ,  that  was  a  fact.  Her  hand  pressed  over  the  wound  to  apply  pressure  to  slow  the  blood  flow  from  the  wound.  It’s  a  more  unfamiliar  situation  to  her  ,  feeling  her  own  warm  blood  coat  her  hands  and  stain  her  robes.  It’s  been  many  ,  many  years  since  she  had  last  felt  the  sensation  when  she  so  rarely  left  the  Heavens.

   But  the  mention  of  Pei  Ming  has  her  head  turning  slightly  towards  Kikyou.  It  was  a  smart  decision  on  her  part  to  go  to  the  other  god  that  she  knew  ,  regardless  of  if  she  knew  the  fact  Ling  Wen  and  Pei  Ming  were  friends.  The  two  hated  by  the  Heavens  but  they  had  each  other.  He  was  definitely  not  going  to  be  happy  over  this.  She  could  imagine  his  reaction  and  words  already.  

   Her  head  sinks  down  to  rest  against  Kikyou’s  shoulder  ,  her  eyes  open  and  alert.  Closing  them  ,  though  not  likely  to  be  truly  dangerous  for  a  goddess  like  her  ,  might  mean  falling  into  a  sleep  spell  or  something  else.  “  Suddenly  all  my  days  of  not  sleeping  are  useful.  “  She  mused  with  a  singular  note  of  humor  to  her  voice.  “  Ol’  Pei  is  going  to  make  a  scene  ,  just  so  you’re  aware.  “  In  words  if  not  actions.  No  matter  how  calm  about  that  matter  Ling  Wen  would  showcase  ,  she  didn’t  doubt  that  he’d  both  fret  and  switch  into  the  serious  mode.  And  ,  perhaps  ,  anger  hidden  behind  his  calm.  

   And  she  could  also  predict  future  lectures  when  she  inevitably  tried  to  start  working  before  he  approved  of  her  not  resting.  It  was  a  slightly  humorous  thought  that  was  cut  short  by  a  flare  of  pain  shooting  through  her  body.  “  My  apologies  you’ve  been  roped  into  this  mess.  I’ll  make  sure  to  have  your  robes  cleaned  or  better  ones  sent  after.  “  Ever  professional  ,  even  while  injured.

[xxyumeno]

            After hearing the woman’s answer a chuckle fell from the Great Dog Demon’s lips. ❝ You have a way with words Priestess. ❞ he said with a hint of amusement in his words. His earlier words were a bit out of place if not completely random. Toga wouldn’t have blamed her if she didn’t answered. How would one expect to answer such a random question? 

   Toga waved a hand as to wave off his own amusement. ❝ I apologize if I had unknowingly put you in an awkward position from asking a random question. ❞ there was a light shake of his head after speaking. Perhaps being away for too long had done something with his ability to communicate with others. It hasn’t harmed anyone, so perhaps he was good.

   ❝ I do appreciate the compliment of being handsome. ❞ Toga laughed a bit.

@thecursedpriestess​ &&. cont’d from here

[pcrdiseseekers]

thecursedpriestess

Kik vc: /I/ am not the one who asked for this information. [though her curiosity did have her embrace a fleeting moment of shamelessness--]

  “I DIDN’T make any accusations that you specifically asked for this information. But it’s wonderful of you to confess on your own, KIKYOU. I had no idea you’ve been desiring this information to be revealed. It could have been a private matter rather than having all of RAD understand. Of course...I could care less if everyone else knows.”

[needlcssgone]

@thecursedpriestess​  said:  "Koga. It has been quite some time since we last met. I hope you and your pack mates have been doing well ?"

🐾  -   “Indeed it has been quite some time! I am well and the pack mates are well too.  The pups are learning how to howl recently. The only problems we are encountering is that something is scaring off the prey and making it difficult for us to hunt and provide food, which is a rather large problem.  But how are you? It is good to see you still in one piece.” 

[desallalong]

@thecursedpriestess​

“eeh? interesting. not many seek me out. so. what do you need, miss ‘priestess’?”

[yasashihanyou]

“I’m so lucky we met.”

“feh. where the hell’s this comin’ from?” he’s side-eyeing her. squinting as though he doesn’t believe her when she says it. & some part of inuyasha doesn’t: but he’s been alone for decades now. learned to distrust humans and demons alike. why should it matter what some stuffy, up-turned priestess thought of him??

lucky? how was anything either of them had gone through ‘lucky’? in any way, shape or form? inuyasha didn’t believe in luck: luck had done fuck all for him. where was luck when his father had been attacked the night he’d been born? where was luck when his mother had been attacked that day in the field? where was luck when his half-brother had abandoned inuyasha to fend on his own?

these bitter thoughts gathered and weighed on him so heavily, that any attempt from kikyou to praise him and make him feel better with her words had failed spectacularly. maybe he was just too jaded to truly appreciate what it was she meant. too young to grasp. too blinded by anger and self-loathing and self-pity to really hear her.

in fact, inuyasha sneered at her next, eyebrows furrowing and lips turning downward into a snarled frown. he reached out and grabbed at her wrist, harshly and fiercely. his pupils were dilated in that growing anger. unblinking as he stared across at the priestess,

“lucky?” his grip threatened to tighten, his fingers shook. if he wasn’t careful he’d break a bone. realising this, inuyasha hurriedly released his hold on her and turned away. a scoff left him as he pivoted so his back was towards her, hands resting in the sleeves of his fire rat robe, “whatever.” he didn’t want to bother wasting his words with her.

he doubted she’d ever understand him anyway.

[entangled-threads]

@thecursedpriestess​

“Kikyo... just what are you planning?”

[barbaricdragon-archived]

starter for @thecursedpriestess // demon!bankotsu verse guest muses; @refinedmetal​ @jakotsutowielder​ *suikotsu

Stoked flames enveloped broken fragments of energy infused steel as Renkotsu hammered his leader’s prized halberd back to its original form with purposeful and steady strokes. The battle on Mount Hakurei between Bankotsu and Inuyasha had shattered the heavy blade but it was not irreparable, and the difficult task of resurrecting Banryu had fallen into Renkotsu’s skillful hands. The strategist intended to compensate for his betrayal at Hakurei through making use of his talented craftsmanship, and Bankotsu needed someone who knew their way around a forge.

Bankotsu tapped his foot and crossed his arms. “Are you done yet, Renkotsu?” he stressed impatiently, “Kikyo will get worried we’ve been gone too long.”

“Calm down, oo-aniki,” Renkotsu grunted, then his features broke out into a self assured smirk. “I’ll make Banryu even better than it was before!” Renkotsu declared, punctuated by another echoing clang. 

A final sizzle filled the cavern as the heated metal was submerged in a pool of cold water and cooled, before a complex system of pulleys retrieved the heavy weapon and presented it to Bankotsu, who grinned at his own reflection in the nostalgic blade. He reached out his hand to grasp the leather bound hilt and felt a familiar surge of demonic power course through his veins and Banryu pulsed--it’s sanguine heartbeat responding to the call of it’s master--and a fiery orange glow coated the polished steel . . . 

Without warning, the warm hues of crackling demonic energy were conquered with blazing red highlights and Banryu began to shake violently in Bankotsu’s grasp. The mercenary yelled in alarm and his cobalt eyes widened at the sudden change in aura. Rapidly, crimson waves of wrathful power raced through his veins and possessed his mortal body with hellish fire and Bankotsu felt his thoughts dull and his actions slip away from his own control. The years old companion rebelled against its partner’s will and roared with untamable spirit. 

Instantly, waves of raging demonic energy filled the cavern and blasted Renkotsu off his feet, the shocked tactician quickly losing consciousness from the immense malicious pressure which was concentrated within the narrow, closed space. Blazing explosions rocked the underground cavern and Bankotsu’s clouded mind thought of only one thing: blood. 

Leaving the cavern and finding himself racing towards the peasant village nestled outside the forest which surrounded Renkotsu’s forge was a blur and Bankotsu’s consciousness found itself suspended in limbo as a malevolent spirit forcefully took possession the mercenary’s body, mind and soul. Blood roared in his ears, and then quickly afterwards soaked his newly repaired blade, the dying screams of common farmers, housewives, and innocent children only fueling the uncontrollable inferno which blazed within Bankotsu’s body. He barely registered the faces of the people he cut down--contorted with agony and fear--as they crumpled to the dirt, the mass destructive power of Banryu blasting stone buildings to ruins like sand castles.