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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Hikaru would be the first to approach, aside from the npcs, nodding briefly and glancing about for the small alabaster tom. He'd have to congratulate him later; for now, however, he'd stick to listening in for any announcement on the raid.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]The scent of blood was alluring to the hybrid child, but he was more interested in finding out the source rather than hanging about and drooling inside like some weirdo kit that was begging for a taste of candy. As Hikaru approached and his vivid hues rested on the wounded form of the alabaster feline, however, the faintest hint of a frown could be spotted at the corners of his lips. A fox, near their territory? Maybe he'd skin it alive and offer it as a blanket to Ivory later. "If it didn't have foam at its mouth and if it didn't jump off the walls so-to-speak, you should be fine, though we'll still have to find a disinfectant and something to hold against the injuries like a bandage... Like maybe this." Hikaru turned from the two to unravel his wings, carefully beating into the air and climbing up a tree at the same time, pulling off a few of the cleaner-looking oak leaves and then parachuting himself back down, moving closer to them and offering them to Jessamine.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]More tools, great. He didn't think his mother or father would have approved of him even daring to wield a weapon, but what would he know? "If you have any metals, that'd be great. Otherwise I'm fine for now." Who said he couldn't make his own items?
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Unfortunately, Hikaru was awakened from his nap at the so-called pet's misbehavior, his face drawn in a faint scowl that didn't quite work out for his still youthful features, but he didn't seem to care as he pushed himself to his feet, leaving the room that once belonged to his father (in which he started to inhabit just recently), his vivid hues automatically darting to the demon wolf as he rounded the corner. "And what exactly is it doing?" The other male inquired, his four wings folding against his back in a slow manner. "I'd think that once it left its hell-hole it would be able to shut its jaws for a few damn minutes."
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]"I'd say to dissect it, but I don't think that'd be too well for its own health." Hikaru shrugged a bit, examining the creature once more. "It could be crying out for a mate like birds do, but I doubt that considering demons aren't necessarily romantic from what I know. It doesn't appear to be in pain... Maybe it's just bored or hungry?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]I'll be inactive from Saturday to I believe the end of next week, due to a family trip my parents have been planning for a while. I'm going to be out of my state and away from wifi I believe, though I'm bringing my new laptop, though I'm not sure how fast it is since I need to get a virus protection and such.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Hikaru's own definition of "training" would have been to teach it how to contort its own body and then laughing mentally, but he supposed that wasn't what Ivory had meant. "I heard demons have a sort of monarchy... perhaps this one has minions?" His eyelids lowered at this statement, lips seeming to form a dark smirk at the corners as he paused, soon to flick one of his many tails in thought. "Either that, or we could have it harass some of the lower-level ones, like pests, and gather them. It would be a neat idea, don't you think?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Guess who's back? it's not the pizza man.
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I'm back, and I could have Hikaru jump in with sparring lessons and flight training if needed, though that's the best I can currently contribute to while I'm helping my own clan as well.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white][finally back from my family trip]
"I was away checking on my family, but I'm back now." Hikaru stated as he approached the group, his amber hues flitting over those gathered, though he was sure he notified them of this. "Congratulations Ivory, despite the spoilsports present currently." One of the hybrid's tails motioned briefly toward Kamen, but he didn't bother speaking a name aloud.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Nice to meet you, and don't worry, only my characters bite.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman]The hybrid child was definitely smarter than most, but thanks to the discovery of some abandoned blacksmith equipment (along with an indoors furnace and such), he was now more intrigued about this castle more than anything. Hikaru spent his days usually locked up in his father's old room, but now he'd been drowning his time in a basement-like area, his vivid orange hues seeming to lighten more with each passing day, until finally he emerged from the dark room with an old-fashion wagon that pulled a bunch of metal armor within it. After an hour and a half, he finally came out with all the armor and weaponry he created, sitting back with a look of pride on his face, and a hint of a snicker in his hues. "Come get some armor and other useful items here, though I only made enough for a quarter of the clan itself with the limited time I have." The only reason his time was "limited" was because he was practicing his aerial movements, but otherwise he did a pretty decent job, even engraving markings in some of them like small roses and dragon faces.
[color=transparent]487-
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And yeah.
-- Threads with Hikaru?
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]I used to have a scout regiment jacket, but then the store wanted it back. Okay, want me to make it?
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]"Wonder if it hurts if someone threw you in." Hikaru stated as he approached, landing carefully and eyeing those gathered, though a faint hint of a tease could be noticed at the smirk crawling onto the corners of his mouth. "Man Ivory, why can't you save some of the cool stuff for the rest of us?"
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman]Half dragon, half kitsune- and the child of a ghoul at that. Nobody paid much attention to that, much to their own disadvantage. Hikaru would have been wandering simply near the border, his mindset for once set on something as foolish as what he'd eat later, when an npc enemy lunged from the shadows, dragging its claws over his flank and spilling crimson over the ground. The hybrid winced, a hiss emitting from his jaws before its tail lashed around, tossing him into a tree and inevitably making something under his skin crunch in a greatly uncomfortable way.
Hikaru slid to the ground, his nose scrunched to bare his fangs as he looked up at the approaching creature from lowered eyelids. It wasn't some simple cat looking for a fight- as a matter of fact, it was a young-looking chimera that appeared to want an easy snack. Its green hues only reflected laughter as it raked over the hybrid's slumped form, soon to raise a large front paw and slam it into his head, temporarily dazing him as it grabbed his scruff and threw him into a jutting boulder, its laughter ricocheting through his head. Before he could look up again, the creature already had its unsheathed claws over his throat, a purr resonating through it. "What a pitiful thing," It hummed into his ear, nipping roughly and breaking some of the skin. "Don't worry, I'll relieve you of this overburdening world, and in return, you'll live on as a hero for feeding me in my time of need."
"Time of need? You look like a king that got too fat off of his own feast." Hikaru replied in turn, earning another small crunch against his first right shoulder. The child winced, the scent of stale alcohol on the mythical creature's breath as it snarled, "Watch your tongue, boy, or I might just rip it out."
"Go ahead fleabag," Hikaru stated, staring blankly into the cruel eyes above him, "Though you might want to check that bellyache of yours." Of course, before the enemy could answer, he would have brought his hind legs upward and tore into the soft flesh with his semi-retractable claws, its wails of pain a reassurance to him before his strong wings slammed against its head, his body twisting as he moved out from under the enraged beast, despite the dull pain flashing through his form. Taking into the air, he gained enough momentum before darting back down, picking himself up before he hit the ground and slamming into the goat head on its back, managing to dig his claws between its jaws and pulling until there was a snap, breaking its neck and landing on the ground, narrowly avoiding a swing from a massive paw once more.
The chimera snapped its jaws at him, pulling some skin from his left shoulder, but Hikaru refused to cry out helplessly. Instead, the dragsune kept his focus on the snake-head tail, in which lunged at him. The child grabbed just behind the eyes, bringing his own arm down on it and clawing at it repeatedly until it wailed out, letting go as he was faced with the lion head once more. [color=darkred]"You're dead, boy!" The npc roared in anger as it charged at him, both front legs throwing themselves at him and pinning him by his shoulders. Hikaru glared into the sickly, pain-glazed green of its eyes, and during which his four tails would have already coiled around its muscly neck, constricting until it tried to get away, swiping its paws at him despite him latching to its chest, hissing in return, "My name's not boy, f*head."
By the time it came up with a reply and opened its jaws, it would have already collapsed, and Hikaru only let go when it stopped shivering, jabbing its sides roughly as he pulled his way out before breathing out in relief, wincing at the pain that returned to him. At least that moron was dead, but now he'd have to make an excuse for his wounds- after all, he was still considered an innocent little kid.
Hours later, Hikaru limped his way back toward camp. "I fell from a tree," The child stated blankly as npcs rushed to aid him, but he dismissed their worry with his stoicness, heading to his room in the castle and coughing every now-and-then, some blood trickling past his lips, though he licked it up quickly. What good was it for everyone to worry about him?
After all, he liked the taste anyway, and the adrenaline that followed the hunt. Oh yeah, remember when he was thinking about what he was having later? Well, let's say he ate like a true king that evening.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]"I simply had nothing else to do, and I wanted to perform something productive." The dragsune answered, though gesturing with a clawed hand that he was able to poke around. Hikaru kept some of his own items in his father's room, whereas he also kept a dagger close at hand as well, although he figured using his claws and teeth were more effective than swinging a mere blade around, despite his capability with his opposable thumbs. "Don't mistake this for kindness of any sort, it's a mere generosity that shows I'm not just sitting around while I wait to grow up more and get stronger."
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]"Took what?" The hybrid inquired, awakened from his small doze from the seemingly irritated tom ahead, his four tails curling in a bothered manner. Normally he would add a snide remark at the end of his statement, but he was too tired and frankly not in the mood to get anyone riled up, even if it was the afternoon.
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 355px;][justify][font=times new roman][color=white]Bored, deathly bored. Hikaru preferred doing something productive, but he simply lost all incentive to continue his blacksmithing or patrolling for the day, finding his body to be sore from all the work he'd been applying, but refusing to rest either way. After all, if he stayed awake he could adapt to the lack of sleep and make sure he took only small dozes, rejuvenating his energy that way and through food.
The small child, born of dragon and kitsune blood, emit a sigh of dissatisfaction, his front legs crossed and four wings held close to his form, just arching over his head to repel the sunlight that dared to sear his scales. Actually, it wasn't that bad when he thought about it, as his siblings were probably burning up this season due to their bodies being entirely enveloped in fur, with a lack of tough scales to protect them. The very thought caused him to chuckle, though he kept quiet about it as he looked onward, currently perched on the rock barrier outside the coliseum the Vanguard named "the Fort". It was a neat structure, but it wasn't his cup of tea to catch a better view of the place.
