06-03-2018, 06:16 AM
***********Just a few moments earlier************
There Victor was, once again the bullshit factory is running at full speed. His lips kept moving and producing an unfathomable amount of proverbial cow manure. He had these fools wrapped around his manipulative little fingers, did none of them see Victor for what he really was? A conman with a god complex, a brilliant one at that, but still a conman. The scary part was, due to his title as Lord and the constant support of the singular brain celled people surrounding him, he was in a position which is nearly untouchable. He knew this...and enjoyed it thoroughly.
What is surprising is the fact he has an offspring. The youngster’s physical characteristics resembled the blonde assassin in many ways. Kanda pitied the poor lass, no one chooses their parents but she must've drawn the shortest straw in god’s parents lottery. This child was ruined from the moment she called a man like Victor Wolfe her father. Alas, god works in mysterious ways, he must have a plan for her in some form or another. When the moment arrived his lordship offered an enquiry the exorcist decided to jump in with a quick jab,” -You- have a daughter? How on earth is that even possible?”
Victor tilted his head, almost as if he wasn't expecting a question of this nature. After all he was just explaining the fine prints of Karl Jak’s carnival of death. The other Nippurians looked at him slightly confused, some as if it was normal the maniac had a child. Others gave him the “Why-are-you-insulting-a-lord?” look. The swordsman didn’t mind, his facial expression resumed to be unaffected by the amount of attention he was receiving suddenly. "I don't like him." Victor's offspring huffed with puffed cheeks, only to receive a soft shush from her uncle.
"Oh Candy, didn't your parents give you the talk? No worries, I'm here to help. You see, when a man and a woman get drunk until the female is pretty enough they start having urges. Once the man's hidden stick of power awakens from its slumber, the magic begins. The raw, ancient power of this majestic artifact needs to be contained within the hidden tomb of happy valley." Young Valerie was listening with widened eyes filled with wonder. Shantotto appeared as though she wanted to correct the Lord but halfway through raising her hand Erik stopped her, shaking his head swiftly before the doctor did something she might regret.. Victor continued his extensive hand motions during the explanation.
"The man now has to hurry, there is a small window of opportunity for him to bring the rod of birth to its destination before the cave collapses. If, our hero is able to get passed the traps and is able to reach the pedestal of ascendancy he is victorious! Fireworks are shot everywhere! And with the right amount of magic, -BOOM-…..A magical baby is born into this beautiful world." He ended his explanation with a soft, almost mystical tone of voice. Valerie started applauding.
The captain's left eye had started twitching quite early in the story. A feature which didn’t go unnoticed the researcher. Erik did seem to be enjoying not being on the receiving end of Victor's shenanigans and decided to add a bit of fuel on top of the already lit bonfire, "He still seems confused Victor. Perhaps a demonstration or visual aid is required." It seemed like such a good idea at the time he made the remark. However, the pressuring death glare he received from the exorcist made him reconsider. For the duration of the aftermath Erik would do everything in his power to abstain from eye contact with the demon hunter.
"I think you're right! Someone get me some crayons." The assassin started looking in the nearby vicinity for anything he could use to produce yet another piece of art for Kanda. The swordsman knew this man would get him expelled from the competition if this continued. A single, loud, displeasing grunt was the last sound he produced before turning his back and stepping out of the library. Erik was barely able to contain his laughter.
"It seems your analogy struck a sensitive nerve. An educated guess is, he has been trying to conserve." Shantotto observed ever so brilliant.
"That's it!" Victor shouted, "That's the source of his frustration, he needs to get laid! Don't worry Candy! I got you!"
Kanda couldn't get away fast enough.
What a pleasant surprise, for once he met a person that wasn’t completely weird. Ever since he set foot in the competition's facility he encountered nothing but questionable individuals. A lust fueled demonic woman, a rhyming midget, Victor with his daughter and fan club. With this one however, no red flags appeared. For obvious reasons he would remain weary yet so far, there were no immediate alarming features. Except maybe the short sword she was carrying around. Her white dress
Kanda started to calm down from the library scene and was finally able to have a normal conversation with the prime who introduced herself as Amber. Her reference towards his divine task as being noble sat well with the exorcist. It seemed not many people recognized the sacrifice and burden that came with being chosen as a warrior for god.
"Thank you Amber, it's a burden of a mission. But one I am more than willing to carry." He said with a pinch of self-righteousness. "But, where I my manners. My name is Kanda." With his hand still in Amber's grip he was hoping this would finally release him of the prolonging agony. A crunching sound was finally heard, originating from the swordsman's hand.
"Oh I'm so sorry! I didn't realize, you alright Kanda?" She said, finally releasing him. Genuine concern originated from the huntress. Finally a normal human being around these parts.
"It's fine, it was just noise." The captain said, trying to save him the embarrassment of actually admitting his hand was about to fall off. "So what brings a huntress to Dante's abyss?"
The question seemingly struck a nerve, the facial expression was still showing kindness but showed a slight hint towards something more displeasing. "What?" The exorcist pressed on, noticing he was on to something. But, like a mask being readjusted, it disappeared just as quick as it arose. "Oh,…it's nothing. But to answer your question, I'm here for Karl Jak. I still have some words I wish to exchange with that man." Even though her words were politically correct, there was still a few very indistinctive signs in her body language that betrayed other intentions. She was quick to change the subject," What about you? What brings you to Dante's Abyss. Can't say I have seen you compete before."
Not digging any deeper to her answer Kanda decided to let it go, "To make a statement, send a message to the Omniverse. Nippur no longer undefended, we are not weak, we will prevail. And if I get to slay a demon or two in the process, that's a nice bonus."
Amber nodded along, "Haven't heard of Nippur before? Where is it?"
"It’s a city in the endless dunes. Not the most comfortable of places but the city has its charms. We are currently rebuilding it after an attack, with this statement I'm hoping no one is stupid enough to try again. We are with quite a few here actually, even though most of the people that I've spotted here that represent the same city as I do are complete idiots. I hope they don't get themselves killed, or worse, make the rest of us look like incompetent fools." The sentiment was followed by a long drawn sigh. The huntress was kind enough to listen to his troubles without interrupting. It was a nice change of pace.
"Sounds like you really let them get to you." She observed sharply. "You do know that you can't have your mind on trivial things like that during a competition as deadly as this one, right? Perhaps you need a moment to yourself, get your mind in order before you end up on the wrong end of someone's sword."
Kanda nodded in agreement, "You're probably right, I have been wasting too much energy dealing with clowns and vixens. I need a break." After realizing Amber was probably right he noticed a familiar face walking towards the library. 'A crap, I don't want to deal with that right now.' Was the first thing in his mind. "I am going to find a place to get my mind back on track. Thank you Amber, this actually was just what I needed."
Amber tilted her head slightly to the right, crossed her arms behind her back and offered Kanda a final smile, "Not a problem, we all have times that we need a break from reality. I will go look around, see if Karl is somewhere around these parts. I might come check back on you later!" Her quick spin made her white dress dance with the wind as she continued her search for the puppet master of this show.
Kanda started heading towards the main hall, where he found a nice quiet spot when he first arrived. Near a tree, few people around and the perfect place to escape the madness of Victor, his groupies and other unwanted primes. All this sensation was starting to become annoying. Soon this thing would begin and here he is worrying about the wrong things.
Arriving at the planted tall tree Kanda started to take off his long coat. Revealing a more battle appropriate attire. A sleeveless black shirt, red belt, long black pants with leather boots. It was time for him to get in the right mindset. With military precision he folded the long coat into a neat square package. At the base of the tree he sat down, resting his back against natures pillar. He placed the folded piece of clothing on his lap. Kanda's mind was starting to settle down. Closing his eyes he started to shut himself out from the rest of the world. All he needed was some time to himself, a moment of meditation. It wasn't long before the world around him disappeared from his senses.
[quote] Kanda is back in the main area, meditating / sleeping against a tree [ /quote]
There Victor was, once again the bullshit factory is running at full speed. His lips kept moving and producing an unfathomable amount of proverbial cow manure. He had these fools wrapped around his manipulative little fingers, did none of them see Victor for what he really was? A conman with a god complex, a brilliant one at that, but still a conman. The scary part was, due to his title as Lord and the constant support of the singular brain celled people surrounding him, he was in a position which is nearly untouchable. He knew this...and enjoyed it thoroughly.
What is surprising is the fact he has an offspring. The youngster’s physical characteristics resembled the blonde assassin in many ways. Kanda pitied the poor lass, no one chooses their parents but she must've drawn the shortest straw in god’s parents lottery. This child was ruined from the moment she called a man like Victor Wolfe her father. Alas, god works in mysterious ways, he must have a plan for her in some form or another. When the moment arrived his lordship offered an enquiry the exorcist decided to jump in with a quick jab,” -You- have a daughter? How on earth is that even possible?”
Victor tilted his head, almost as if he wasn't expecting a question of this nature. After all he was just explaining the fine prints of Karl Jak’s carnival of death. The other Nippurians looked at him slightly confused, some as if it was normal the maniac had a child. Others gave him the “Why-are-you-insulting-a-lord?” look. The swordsman didn’t mind, his facial expression resumed to be unaffected by the amount of attention he was receiving suddenly. "I don't like him." Victor's offspring huffed with puffed cheeks, only to receive a soft shush from her uncle.
"Oh Candy, didn't your parents give you the talk? No worries, I'm here to help. You see, when a man and a woman get drunk until the female is pretty enough they start having urges. Once the man's hidden stick of power awakens from its slumber, the magic begins. The raw, ancient power of this majestic artifact needs to be contained within the hidden tomb of happy valley." Young Valerie was listening with widened eyes filled with wonder. Shantotto appeared as though she wanted to correct the Lord but halfway through raising her hand Erik stopped her, shaking his head swiftly before the doctor did something she might regret.. Victor continued his extensive hand motions during the explanation.
"The man now has to hurry, there is a small window of opportunity for him to bring the rod of birth to its destination before the cave collapses. If, our hero is able to get passed the traps and is able to reach the pedestal of ascendancy he is victorious! Fireworks are shot everywhere! And with the right amount of magic, -BOOM-…..A magical baby is born into this beautiful world." He ended his explanation with a soft, almost mystical tone of voice. Valerie started applauding.
The captain's left eye had started twitching quite early in the story. A feature which didn’t go unnoticed the researcher. Erik did seem to be enjoying not being on the receiving end of Victor's shenanigans and decided to add a bit of fuel on top of the already lit bonfire, "He still seems confused Victor. Perhaps a demonstration or visual aid is required." It seemed like such a good idea at the time he made the remark. However, the pressuring death glare he received from the exorcist made him reconsider. For the duration of the aftermath Erik would do everything in his power to abstain from eye contact with the demon hunter.
"I think you're right! Someone get me some crayons." The assassin started looking in the nearby vicinity for anything he could use to produce yet another piece of art for Kanda. The swordsman knew this man would get him expelled from the competition if this continued. A single, loud, displeasing grunt was the last sound he produced before turning his back and stepping out of the library. Erik was barely able to contain his laughter.
"It seems your analogy struck a sensitive nerve. An educated guess is, he has been trying to conserve." Shantotto observed ever so brilliant.
"That's it!" Victor shouted, "That's the source of his frustration, he needs to get laid! Don't worry Candy! I got you!"
Kanda couldn't get away fast enough.
Quote:continued from Amber's post
*********present*******
Kanda started to calm down from the library scene and was finally able to have a normal conversation with the prime who introduced herself as Amber. Her reference towards his divine task as being noble sat well with the exorcist. It seemed not many people recognized the sacrifice and burden that came with being chosen as a warrior for god.
"Thank you Amber, it's a burden of a mission. But one I am more than willing to carry." He said with a pinch of self-righteousness. "But, where I my manners. My name is Kanda." With his hand still in Amber's grip he was hoping this would finally release him of the prolonging agony. A crunching sound was finally heard, originating from the swordsman's hand.
"Oh I'm so sorry! I didn't realize, you alright Kanda?" She said, finally releasing him. Genuine concern originated from the huntress. Finally a normal human being around these parts.
"It's fine, it was just noise." The captain said, trying to save him the embarrassment of actually admitting his hand was about to fall off. "So what brings a huntress to Dante's abyss?"
The question seemingly struck a nerve, the facial expression was still showing kindness but showed a slight hint towards something more displeasing. "What?" The exorcist pressed on, noticing he was on to something. But, like a mask being readjusted, it disappeared just as quick as it arose. "Oh,…it's nothing. But to answer your question, I'm here for Karl Jak. I still have some words I wish to exchange with that man." Even though her words were politically correct, there was still a few very indistinctive signs in her body language that betrayed other intentions. She was quick to change the subject," What about you? What brings you to Dante's Abyss. Can't say I have seen you compete before."
Not digging any deeper to her answer Kanda decided to let it go, "To make a statement, send a message to the Omniverse. Nippur no longer undefended, we are not weak, we will prevail. And if I get to slay a demon or two in the process, that's a nice bonus."
Amber nodded along, "Haven't heard of Nippur before? Where is it?"
"It’s a city in the endless dunes. Not the most comfortable of places but the city has its charms. We are currently rebuilding it after an attack, with this statement I'm hoping no one is stupid enough to try again. We are with quite a few here actually, even though most of the people that I've spotted here that represent the same city as I do are complete idiots. I hope they don't get themselves killed, or worse, make the rest of us look like incompetent fools." The sentiment was followed by a long drawn sigh. The huntress was kind enough to listen to his troubles without interrupting. It was a nice change of pace.
"Sounds like you really let them get to you." She observed sharply. "You do know that you can't have your mind on trivial things like that during a competition as deadly as this one, right? Perhaps you need a moment to yourself, get your mind in order before you end up on the wrong end of someone's sword."
Kanda nodded in agreement, "You're probably right, I have been wasting too much energy dealing with clowns and vixens. I need a break." After realizing Amber was probably right he noticed a familiar face walking towards the library. 'A crap, I don't want to deal with that right now.' Was the first thing in his mind. "I am going to find a place to get my mind back on track. Thank you Amber, this actually was just what I needed."
Amber tilted her head slightly to the right, crossed her arms behind her back and offered Kanda a final smile, "Not a problem, we all have times that we need a break from reality. I will go look around, see if Karl is somewhere around these parts. I might come check back on you later!" Her quick spin made her white dress dance with the wind as she continued her search for the puppet master of this show.
Kanda started heading towards the main hall, where he found a nice quiet spot when he first arrived. Near a tree, few people around and the perfect place to escape the madness of Victor, his groupies and other unwanted primes. All this sensation was starting to become annoying. Soon this thing would begin and here he is worrying about the wrong things.
Arriving at the planted tall tree Kanda started to take off his long coat. Revealing a more battle appropriate attire. A sleeveless black shirt, red belt, long black pants with leather boots. It was time for him to get in the right mindset. With military precision he folded the long coat into a neat square package. At the base of the tree he sat down, resting his back against natures pillar. He placed the folded piece of clothing on his lap. Kanda's mind was starting to settle down. Closing his eyes he started to shut himself out from the rest of the world. All he needed was some time to himself, a moment of meditation. It wasn't long before the world around him disappeared from his senses.
[quote] Kanda is back in the main area, meditating / sleeping against a tree [ /quote]
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