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Blood On Stone [Kazimir] Empty on Fri Jan 17, 2020 2:36 am


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Nuala clenched her fists until her knuckles turned white; fat droplets of blood poured from the wound in her shoulder and onto the cold stone floor. With wild eyes, the Voidling stared down the man who stood by the hearth fire – the one who wouldn’t even look at her. ”You set me up,” the woman breathed with great difficulty and even though her words came out raspy, her voice did not shake from fear or pain, but anger instead.”I could have died in there, I could have–,” Nuala wanted to continue, but he shut her down with a simple, dismissive gesture. ”And perhaps you should have. I no longer require your services, and I suggest that, for your own safety, you stray away from Crocus from now on. Your kind is no longer welcome here.” His words were like another knife, but this one cut much, much deeper. Nuala the Voidling had experienced many human emotions on this day, but none of them could compete with the rage that was now building up inside of her. But rather than lashing out, the woman merely turned to leave.

“The only thing that can save you now is time,” she hissed, “and no amount of money can buy you back the time you’ve just lost.”

Two weeks had passed since then.

Two weeks during which Nuala had been licking her wounds and brooding over her revenge plan. Taking down an entire underground organization of crime was by no means an easy task, especially when you were the only person on your team, but the female thief had no choice but to redeem herself in the eyes of every other potential client – she had to prove herself by showing that she was a force to be reckoned with.

Nuala had reconsidered her plan many times and ultimately come to a conclusion – being bullied out of Crocus by a greedy crime lord was not an option and rather than allowing this to run her out of resources, perhaps it could give her a shot at obtaining some new ones instead. Nuala had never come into close contact with the Rune Knights and there wasn’t much she knew about them either; they were, by all means, a bunch of lawful idiots protecting the country and its grateful citizens.

Rumor has it, however, that a Captain was currently visiting the holy capital. Nuala had done her research – a Captain was of higher rank than the majority of knights she had run into thus far, and they were quite rare as well. Protecting the city of Crocus was one of their many duties and surely this one would be thrilled to have an informant tell him about all the illegal things that were going on in a very particular part of the town.

The Captain was going to grant Nuala an audience within the privacy of his chambers, away from prying eyes and eavesdropping pages. To maintain secrecy, not even he himself would know about this meeting until it was time to begin. Once her injury allowed it, Nuala had scouted the area in which she had spotted the Captain and trailed him throughout the days.

It was evening when Nuala picked the lock to his apartment and swiftly slithered inside, closing the door behind her. The Captain himself hadn’t arrived yet and so the Voidling was left with a little bit more time to think about what exactly she wanted to say to him when he came home.

#2Kazimir Seiryu 

Blood On Stone [Kazimir] Empty on Sat Jan 18, 2020 1:02 am

Kazimir Seiryu
Kaz had had a long day. A long week to be precise. Since coming to Crocus it was one hefty ordeal after another. He looked forward to a quiet night in. The sun was already beginning to set and he was rounding up the end of his patrol. The knights had all turned in their reports with not much to show. It was a silent evening, which was logical given the sheer amount of knights in the area.

He had heard some whispers though of crime flourishing in the underparts of the city. It was a thought that unnerved him. One that he would like to stamp out but he just didn't have the time to launch into a full-scale investigation given how much was being pulled away because of the festivities and all the dark guild mage's being allowed to come into town. As a captain now, since the King invited them all in for the festival, Kaz called for a two-day hold on any bounties or warrants they may have. He wanted everything to go over smooth enough but needed to keep an eye on them if they were plotting something.

But that would all have to wait until tomorrow. He walked up the snow-covered steps to his temporary apartment. It was one rented out for him during his stay here. The key slid in effortlessly and he gave it a turn. Something ran up his spin like a shiver. An odd sensation, that caused him to pause with the door only creaked open a few inches.

He shook his head and dismissed it as silliness. Jitters from being in a new place perhaps. He opened the door and stepped inside the cozy place. He wasn't one for lavish living so requested a small place with a single bedroom.

Just as he swung the door wide he saw the figure of a person in his home. His eyes narrowed but the person made no immediate movements. If they were here to attack him they would have done so already. Without taking his eyes off the person, he closed the door but kept it unlocked.

"Oh," he responded without much surprise in his voice but more suspicion. Instinctively a gentle breeze billowed through the room and gathered around Kaz. He made no sudden movements but was ready to do battle if the woman charged.

"Well you haven't attacked me yet, so you're either a very honorable assassin or here for something else. Either way...would you like some tea,"
he offered as he walked into the kitchen to start a pot. He made sure to keep a safe distance from them and an eye out the whole time.

If she was an assassin, something about it would be far more simple to deal with than unraveling a more complicated reason behind the person's presence. Either way, something about this woman spelled trouble. But that could be said for anyone that breaks into a home. "So which is it," he asked as the water began to heat.


Blood On Stone [Kazimir] Empty on Tue Jan 21, 2020 1:21 pm


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When the Captain entered the building, Nuala could hear his footsteps coming closer; she heard him walk through the corridors and approach his chambers at a reasonable, almost cozy pace and when the door clicked, the female thief turned towards him and flashed him a shy smile. He seemed surprised and not immediately threatened by her presence. She noticed the breeze that blew through the room even though there were no open windows – neither in here, nor in the hallway. Wizards were a strange kind. He was quite handsome from up close, although Nuala couldn’t help but notice that he appeared to be somewhat stoic.

Hopefully he wouldn’t decline her request for his assistance.

“If I had been hired to assassinate you,” Nuala spoke and followed him into the kitchen, “I would have assaulted you on your way to Crocus.” The smile on her lips turned bland. “It’s much easier to dispose of a body in the woods.” Truth be told, although the Voidling could be hired as an assassin, she rarely took those jobs. There were often very personal and she found the hatred between humans senseless.

“Tea sounds great.”

After looking him up and down, Nuala noticed how uncomfortable the Captain was in her presence after all, so she politely gave him some space by returning to the living room facilities, where she took her cloak off and seated herself by the table. Nuala wore human clothes, and if anything seemed off about her, it could only be the purple marks on her face. Those were for him to interpret however he liked.

The Voidling allowed herself to lower her guard – just a little bit, of course – but lower nonetheless. Rune Knights often had some sense of honor and frankly, for him to backstab her at the first chance seemed very unlike something a Captain would do. This was his house and they were in the middle of the city – theoretically speaking, Nuala posed no threat to him here. “There is something I want to speak to you about,” she said, raising her voice a bit so that he could hear her from where he was. “And I think you will be quite interested in what I have to say.” When the water started boiling, she decided to wait until he arrived with the tea before she continued.

#4Kazimir Seiryu 

Blood On Stone [Kazimir] Empty on Tue Jan 21, 2020 10:31 pm

Kazimir Seiryu
She followed him into the kitchen and Kaz kept a careful eye on her. As she had stepped closer he was able to catch some of the markings on her face and that she was a fairly young woman. Her quick and rational explanation finally brought a smile to his face. The tenseness in his shoulders seemed to fade along with the wind from the apartment, "Well then I'm glad I lived to make it here and that you're here for another reason. Guess I'll get the good tea now,"he joked but did grab a new bag of tea. He cleared his throat at her next statement, "You know it's a bold thing to say something like that to a knight after having broken into their apartment," he replied but it wasn't any kind of threat. Just a light-hearted response aimed to lighten the mood.

She scanned him up and down and moved away towards the table. She removed her cloak and sat down. Someone who was certainly at ease with themselves but it didn't bother Kaz any more than just the sudden surprise of the visit. He heated the water as quickly as he could, then grabbed two cups and set them on small plates with a gentle clink.

At her mention of needing to talk, Kaz would lean to the side and peek his head around the frame of the door that separated the kitchen from the dining room, where she sat. "Lemon or not," he asked and leaned back away only to poke his head back out again, "And of course. I'm sure you have a good reason for breaking into my home. And I'll need to ask you how you did that later," he added with squinted eyes and the lack of security.

The water boiled and he blended the tea together before walking it out. He placed one in front of her and paused for a moment to look at the markings on her face. "hm," he let out and moved over to his seat. "Not often I meet someone with similar hair color," he replied as he looked at his own bangs, then took a sip of his tea.

Whatever she came here for, had to be important to go through all of this. "Alright then. What can I help you with?" he asked and blew the steam from the top of his tea to cool it.


Blood On Stone [Kazimir] Empty on Wed Jan 22, 2020 3:03 am


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“I didn’t break in,” Nuala’s voice now carried a hint of amusement; her words could almost be considered playful banter. “I came through the same door as you, Captain. And I’ll take some lemon, please.” While the Rune Knight was still inside his kitchen, the woman could be caught gazing out of the window. She could see through the darkness, although there wasn’t much for her to spot around this time of the day – most of the citizens had fled the night into the safety of their homes and even though Crocus was one of the most well populated cities in the country, it would become quiet at night even here.

When he returned with the tea and placed a cup in front of her, Nuala thanked him with a simple nod while returning his gaze. He pointed out her hair colour and she seemed to be surprised at that. Although the Voidling had taken in his appearance many times throughout the last few days, this was something she hadn’t actively noticed and most likely dismissed as irrelevant. Nuala had been born with raven hair, but ever since the Void it had taken on a more vibrant colour – without a doubt to match the rest of her uncommon looks.

“The reason I came to your house,” she began to shuffle around in her seat as she spoke, almost as if she was getting a little nervous, “is because I believe this matter is best handled as a private one.” In this moment, Nuala fiddled out a small piece of paper that had two names written upon it. She slid it across the table and towards him, before placing the palm of her hand closely to the warm cup of tea. During all of this, the arm connected to Nuala’s injured right shoulder hung limp by the side of her body.

“Corruption is a common tool of most major military forces in this world,” as the woman continued to speak, her eyes looked up and locked with his. “I have been so bold as to assume that you, Captain, are not affected by this yet. You seem to be fairly young after all.” Her words held no blame and no mocking undertone; it was impossible for him to guess, but Nuala had been alive for well over seven decades already. He looked young to her in every possible way. But that didn’t mean that she didn’t consider him capable enough – it was quite the opposite, actually.

“Those are the names of two crime lords, and I believe they are partnered. There’s quite the amount of crime organisations located beneath the city’s streets, but you would have guessed as much already. For personal reasons I hold grudges and wish to have these two in particular eliminated. You will be doing me as much of a favour as you will to the city. Are you willing to assist?”

#6Kazimir Seiryu 

Blood On Stone [Kazimir] Empty on Wed Jan 22, 2020 12:46 pm

Kazimir Seiryu
Her response elicited an eyebrow raise, 'oh you didn't,' was what he thought but didn't say. "You may have come through the same door, but I bet we used different means," he answered back with a small almost inaudible amused huff. He placed the lemon wedge on the lip of her cup of tea and brought them out.

Despite his comment about her appearance and the clear attention he paid to the markings on her face she was unphased by it and simply moved on. Something he would cycle back to later if it meant anything. With the way she dressed, looked, carried herself, and decided to appear inside a captain's home, the woman most certainly had an interesting background. And no doubt one that meant trouble for the young captain.

She jumped to business and began to shuffle in her seat. Kaz put his teacup down and leaned his forearms on the table, so he could give his full attention. The more she spoke the more he began to see the web she was ready to weave. "Don't worry. If there is crime to be dealt with then I'll be there," he said more so to ease her nerves as he put two fingers on the paper and slid it across the table to himself. He flipped the paper over and it only read with two names.

He noted the injured arm hanging at her side. "A private one. As in you're also wrapped up in this,"he wasn't judging but meant it as a simple inquiry before she continued.

His eyes narrowed for a moment when she mentioned corruption in the military. He tapped his thumb on his wrist. It was something all too near to him and a sad and true fact about the current state of things. He nodded his head, "Thank you for thinking the best of me. To have that kind of assumption and to know where I am temporarily staying. You seem to know a lot more about me than I do about you," he added and he once again glanced at her arm and stood up form his seat. The chair skidded on the wood floor.

"Well then count us both as young people in over our heads,"
he commented, not knowing how old she truly was.

He opened a drawer while she was still talking and connecting the dots. his hands held the drawer opened and he paused when she mentioned the word crime lords. He had his suspicions but never guest the situation would appear on his doorstep and bring things to light so plainly.

"Well, I don't eliminate people," he glanced over his shoulder at her to be clear about his intentions but there was no anger or frustration in his look. "But if these people are who you say they are then, of course, I'll do what I can to bring them to justice."

He pulled some bandages and wraps out of the drawer and shut it. He crossed the room back towards her, "But I'll need more to go on than that. Is there a way to prove what they've done? And what exactly is your relationship with them?"

He stood before her and knelt down to one knee, "And if we're going to be taken down anyone. We'll need to see to your arm. I assume you don't want to go to a hospital and that they are probably after you," he said as he unwrapped the bandages and wrapping that could make a sling and set them on the table. He waited for a second to see if she needed help with it and if not he would stand back up.

"Oh yeah,"
he exclaimed and placed a hand on the back of his head, "Sorry I forget my manners sometimes. I'm Kazimir Seiryu. You can call me Kazimir instead of captain if you'd like"


Blood On Stone [Kazimir] Empty on Wed Jan 22, 2020 2:18 pm


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Nuala ran her nails across the porcelain tea cup; she was gently tapping it, staring down into the dark liquid while a dreamy expression painted her pretty face. The Captain was righteous – even more so, than she had initially assumed. Nuala always had an agenda and since she was alone in this world, her own was the only one she followed. This didn’t mean that she was without regret and emotion though, not all all. It was quite the opposite actually and the woman caught herself hoping that she wasn’t leading this young, promising knight into his demise.

“I have done my research,” she said with a smirk crossing her lips, “your accountants aren’t exactly the most perceptive people.” It was true – gathering that little bit of information about the Rune Knights from the headquarters here in Crocus hadn’t been difficult at all, but Nuala supposed that the arrival of a Captain wasn’t exactly a private or secret information either. For all she knew, he had public events to attend to.

“As for myself, I will be willing to share this much with you: there isn’t much at risk here for me. I brought this matter to your attention because I’m being vengeful.” Nuala wanted to be honest with him; the Voidling was quite a number of things, but a righteous person wasn’t one of them.

Her eyes followed the Captain as he stood up, but when he moved towards his wardrobe Nuala lowered her head again and squeezed a little bit of lemon into her tea before taking a sip. It tasted good. His follow-up statement, as well as the long look he gave her, made her ears perk up and Nuala arched her brows for a moment before shaking her head in a dismissive manner. “Oh, of course not. Not like that. Eliminate their business, is what I meant.” It totally wasn’t what she meant, but he didn’t need know that. Nuala needed him to back her up, not to kill her enemies for her – she could and would do that herself.

When she noticed that he was getting ready to re-bandage her wound, Nuala immediately turned towards him so he could access her shoulder easily. The wound itself was already two weeks old and had begun to heal, but the dagger it had been inflicted with had been poisoned – enough to kill a small human perhaps, but not her. It did a number on the healing process, however, which is why the woman was still stuck with it to this day. Due to how this affected her movement and ability to fight, Nuala did not once consider this an act of mercy; if anything, the Captain didn’t need her to be a burden during any of this and with a useless arm she certainly would be one.

The mere thought of it stirred up feelings of shame.

“No one’s after me,” Nuala said, lowering herself to his level while he kneeled in front of her. “I’m the one who’s after them. And now you are too.” The Voidling’s markings emitted a faint, purple glow that faded almost immediately. She thought about ignoring his statement regarding the obvious lack of a hospital visit, but Nuala didn’t want him to roll with his assumptions either. “I didn’t go to a hospital because I don’t like people looking at my body.” This was the truth. The Voidling’s skin was covered in scars and more strange markings alike, but it was the scale-like coating that covered specific parts of her body (sometimes all of it, sometimes none if she chose so) that left people wondering what exactly she was.

When he placed the sling back onto the table, the woman simply scoffed and nudged it back towards him so he could help her out. “What if I tell you there’s a vault somewhere in there that includes all sorts of shiny, beautiful things. I’m sure Crocus’ finest will be delighted to have some of their lost family heirlooms and jewelries returned to them.” Of course there would also be drugs and a stupid amount of blood money, but Nuala thought that it might come in handy to have her own work of thievery – the one she had already been paid for – solved, so that people would no longer worry about it.

“As for me? I’m obviously their maid, tired of doing their dirty laundry. My name is Nuala, and it is my pleasure meeting you, Kazimir.” The smile she gave him was genuine.

#8Kazimir Seiryu 

Blood On Stone [Kazimir] Empty on Thu Jan 23, 2020 8:27 am

Kazimir Seiryu
He could only shake his head at her remark about the security of the knights. Perhaps it was worse than he thought if it was that easy to break in, then again he didn't think she was your run of the mill thief either. "I imagine it would be difficult for most people," he said with a smirk back. "But this time I suppose a leak in our system worked out," he added, ever the optomist.

She had been more open than he expected. So much so that his brows rose at the clarity and curtness of her answer. He couldn't help but give a small laugh at how she so calmly spoke about it. "Thank you. It's good to know you're being honest with me." He then gave a small shrug, "As long as we are both aimed at taking down these two." It was refreshing to meet someone that had eluded to being a criminal of sorts but was so forth coming with her intentions and motivations. And they were clear cut ones at that.

When she clarified what she meant by 'eliminate',' Kaz let out a relieved sigh, "That's good to know then."Although he wasn't so naive to believe her intentions were altruistic or laced with a deadly venom for those two. There were things he'd rather not say as a knight, but if the two that were going for were truly bad then once he was done with his part, if those two suddenly went missing, he wouldn'y put it high up on his list to investigate. But he did intend on arresting them.

As he knelt down to address her wound he thought she would be less compliant but willingly let him. She came down to his level and Kaz retracted the bandage a few inches having not expected the movement. There was a truth in her gaze and it was at least reassuring to know that people wouldn't be busting into his apartment. He looked to the left and up with a quick thought about how much easier that would actually make it but her next words and the faint glow of her markings regathered his attention. "I suppose I am,"he gave as a simple as a response as could be. He was already in now. There was no way he could turn away the possibility of taking out two crime lords...or helping someone. His attention landed on her faint glowing markins that faded into a pale shade as quickly as they arose.

" I see," he replied in reference to her avoidance of those in the medical profession. Though he thought it odd she would then go to trust him, a person she barely knew at all aside from some notes in the headquarters. But then again he was only one person opposed to a staff of onlookers. "Well then whatever your reason. Your secret is safe. But I would like to know more about those markings," he continued as he put the fresh bandages on, taking care to keep a respectable distance. He was not one to wait for too long when new information was to be discovered. His inquisitive nature both a boon and a bane. Her wound healed remarkably well. So much so that he stopped to look at it with squinted eyes, only for a fleeting moment before covering it up. It made the woman all the more mysterious.

He scooped up the sling as she nudged it back towards him and shook his head, "You know...I never know how much help to give someone.If a person wants it or takes it as an insult to there ability to be independent,"
he spoke with a small smile on his face about it and then eased her arm into the sling. He looped the band around her shoulder, letting it rest snuggly. The same thing he had to do many ties to himself and his clansmen in the past.

"That's good information to have. But you don't need to convince me any further. All you needed to do was say there were people that needed to be stopped. But It'll be nice to get the people their belongings back." Her willingness to share was even more curious. She was certainly different than the criminals he encoutered in the past.

She introduced herself and spoke about her affiliation with an eloquent comparison to spare him the grittier details of her assignments.He gave a smile back as he finished with the sling and stood back up.

"Well I suppose we should devise a plan now. Where will they be? Also I should warn you...I'm not the most subtle individual," he disposed of the old bandages.


Blood On Stone [Kazimir] Empty on Wed Jan 29, 2020 3:46 am


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When the Captain assisted her, Nuala noticed his gaze fixating on the wound on her shoulder. He was helpful and polite – traits she valued in a human, also because they made her nostalgic. “You are not from this country, are you?” She suddenly said, giving him a careful look. He looked nothing like the native people of Fiore and if she had to take a guess from his facial features and they way he liked to dress sometimes, she would say that Kazimir descended from Joya. Nuala had never been to Joya, as the people and their customs were known to be savage and merciless.

But this wasn’t the reason as to why she felt nostalgic.

It was due to the fact that he was a Rune Knight and that she had encountered one before in her past. “When I was a young girl I once met a Rune Knight, just as yourself,” she spoke quietly. “He was much older than you and had retired a few years prior. He had turned his back on this country, but I could see him looking at his old knight’s armour almost every day with a sentimental look.” When Nuala first emerged from the Void after a decade, she had lost most of her human traits and become an almost feral being. That elderly knight was one of the very few who took pity on her throughout her lifetime and although she rarely thought of him these days, she always felt grateful when she did.

“It always seemed as if there was something he couldn’t make peace with, but I never felt as though I had the right to ask,” she shrugged it off, realizing that she had been drifting off in thoughts. Over fourty years had passed since then and so had he. The Voidling shook her head to clear her mind and rose from her chair. “Apologies, Captain. I guess my point is that those who are too prideful to accept help and guidance are simply idiots.” Nuala walked up to one of the windows and looked outside. “It’s quite far from here, actually. Across the city, there’s an unsuspecting basement door that will lead you into a rather lush and fancy casino/restaurant type of establishment. It’s quite nice if you are into that type of thing,” she pointed into direction that was south from where they were currently at.

Getting inside wasn’t much of a problem, since only those who were supposed to be there were expected to actually show up. That particular entrance to the underworld was a well guarded secret among many. “The ones that I’m aiming for do not sit with the common rabble, but getting access to their private chambers won’t be much of an issue for me so we don’t have to worry about that. I guess the only question is whether or not you are comfortable entering a lion’s den without your allies.” Nuala finally turned towards him. She hadn’t thought of it much, but from his perspective this certainly would make for an excellent set up.

Not that that was her intention of course, which is why she was being frank with him.

#10Kazimir Seiryu 

Blood On Stone [Kazimir] Empty on Wed Jan 29, 2020 1:38 pm

Kazimir Seiryu
"hm," he responded as she pointed out his foreign origin. He then turned into a small grin as he finished with helping her arm into the sling. "You have a keen eye. You're right. My parents were said to be Sinese. I was an orphan raised in a village on the outskirts of Sin for a time but we moved towards Joya when I was young." He didn't expect such a sudden conversation but it didn't bother him. It only served to make his own curiosity about her grow.

He looked again at the markings on her face, "What are those markings for," he asked feeling more comfortable about the question given she had addressed his own origin. They had glowed earlier and hinted towards either a strange magic or of a race not entirely human. The former being a more realistic jump for the wind mage to make.

She ushered in his attention once more as she began to speak on a rune knight from her past. The way she spoke about him was a tad wistful and made Kaz ponder his own time in the knights. His thoughts drifted to when he turned away from the knights and when he turned on his own clan. his eyes glossed over for a moment with a sting of sadness within them. "I hope that he was able to help you out. And if he was, then he may have turned away from Fiore but he never stopped being a knight."

He couldn't help but make a chuckle at her point, "Well that is very to the point. Pride can be a downfall." The story she told was touching and it wrapped up with an abrupt lesson and one that was very clear. It was always nice to work with someone that had a level head.

The window overlooked the city. Kaz stood and crossed the room to join her at the window and see where she was pointing towards. "I see. Infiltrating a casino then huh? I'll follow your lead on that. You'll know it better than me but..." he looked back at her injured arm. "I don't want you to put yourself in any more danger. You can stay back if you'd like and if you must go please stay near. I'm sure you can take care of yourself but...it's my duty to protect."

When she kept talking it rose more questions. Such as if she was after them how she managed to get them through to the back areas without much trouble. But he would decide to trust her and follow her lead. He had no reason not to, for now. Something about her was different than the usual criminals he encountered. She seemed pleasant and he could easily see them as allies.

He looked over his shoulder at her. His bangs fell across his face and he blew them to the side. "Well...Actually my magic doesn't do so well with too many allies around. So if you can get us in, I'm sure I'll be okay. And my team already has their hands full with all that's happening here. I wouldn't want to put any more work on them."

He crossed back over the room and began to tidy up the cups of tea, "The only question is when would you like to start? You may need to get some rest to look after that injury"


Blood On Stone [Kazimir] Empty on Tue Feb 04, 2020 9:13 am


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Nuala was not entirely surprised when the Captain asked about her markings. The Voidling had long grown accustomed to the tattoo-like images adorning her entire body – but most prominently her face – and she hardly remembered that humans found them curious and sometimes even unsettling. There were a lot of aspects about Nuala that made her appear quite otherworldly, however in order to spot the majority of them one would have to get very close to the woman, which she would never allow in first place. She looked decently human still (from what she could tell) and even though her body revealed some dysmorphia, Nuala could actually choose to have her alien race made obvious or not. Needless to say, the Voidling prefered the human skin above her beast one.

“I received them during an incident that happened when I was a child,” Nuala explained to the Captain. It seemed as though the woman hesitated for a moment, before she reached out and placed two fingers at the side of his neck, where the warmth of his skin and a pulse could be felt. Unlike his, the Voidlings hands were icy cold and if he were to look for her pulse in return, he would find nothing of the sort. “Out of all the things it has left me with, these markings seem to be the least notable ones.” She could only give him a weak smile before removing herself from his personal space and stepping aside.

His response to what could hardly be considered a plan was quite positive and Nuala merely shook her head at the Captain’s optimism. “You don’t have to act so heroic. I consider your company alone worthy of my eternal gratitude.” Although she tried not to sound too sarcastic, Nuala couldn’t help it. Her eyes squinted at his mention of magic, but Nuala had already guessed as much. Being a magic-less being herself, she couldn’t exactly tell how much or how little of it he had, but seeing how he made it to captaincy the woman assumed it had to be a decent lot. It was what most humans relied on anyways when it came to winning their fights and surviving their battles.

“You’re right though – I’m still feeling too handicapped to be much of a help, which isn’t supposed to be the point of his mission. Two, three days should be plenty for me to heal properly and get any sort of information ready that might help us. I will visit you again when I’m ready. Do you have any other questions?” Nuala was moving towards the door, signaling that she was intending to leave if there was nothing else he had for her. For all she knew, Kazimir probably needed some time to himself anyways to digest their meeting and think things through. The Voidling could only hope that he didn’t change his mind or worse – turn on her.

#12Kazimir Seiryu 

Blood On Stone [Kazimir] Empty on Wed Feb 05, 2020 8:57 am

Kazimir Seiryu
Kaz waited for her response to his question. There was a moment of silence before she reacted and reached a hand towards him. Kaz's shoulders tensed not knowing what to expect but relaxed as her fingers only touched the side of his neck. He cocked a brow confused at first, and her cold fingers sent a shiver in his back and up to his ear. He then knew what she meant. His heart pumped blood and his pulse bulged his vein but there was nothing from hers.

What she said put a heavy thud in his heart. She could feel the pulse in his neck hit harder as he felt remorse for what had happened to her in her youth, still unaware of what it may have been. Before her fingers left his neck he softly clapped his hands together. A gentle breeze filled the room and he could sense the vibrations in the air...none of them from her heart. With being so close he'd have been able to sense the subtle vibrations of a heartbeat against her chest. He wondered if she even needed to breathe.

"I'm sorry. Whatever it was though. Has not stopped you from carving your own path in life."
He said in a low tone not to disturb the quiet that existed around them.

He couldn't help but crack a lopsided smile at her comment on him being heroic. It wasn't something that he thought about. He just simply did what he needed to and was concerned for others. "Well thank you for your gratitude. And you'll have to excuse my heroics. I'll always be concerned about the people around me. No matter what walk of life they choose." he added the last part with a bit more emphasis so she would know even as a criminal he saw her as someone he'd protect. At least unless she would betray him or truly become evil but something told him that wasn't the person she was.

He caught the squint in her eyes and looked out the window. He was pleased in some regard that she hadn't heard the mixed stories about his exploits and his magic. What he had done with it. "It won't be a problem," he said reassuring her.

She moved towards the door and proclaimed that she'd return in two or three days. Kaz crossed the room and opened the door for her, making eye contact as she continued to speak and nodded in agreement then put one hand on his hip while the other held the door open. "I see. So no meeting time. I suppose you'll just drop by then. As free as the wind," he teased her a bit about how they had met today.

He'd wait if she wanted to reply to that and then continued, "Be safe out there Nuala. I'll see you soon."

Once she was outside, he'd say goodbye and close the door. His back leaning against it for a moment. He looked up at the ceiling and then to the outside. The call of duty always found him. He was happy to help and bring peace to the area. To take down crime lords and end their reign. He took a deep breath, and pondered though...would the battles ever end. He crossed the room and took off his jacket. He rubbed the wound on his forearm and opened and closed his hand to flex the muscle.

Days later

Kaz would continue his daily routines and getting the knights together but constantly had the thought of Nuala and the mission at the forefront of his mind. If she didn't arrive in a few days he would assume the worst and go on his own search for her.

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