Post by Creed Ackerman on Aug 3, 2013 22:06:48 GMT -5
Creed opened her eyes to blinding light. She groaned and pulled her blanket over her head as she curled into a ball and closed her eyes. ‘I didn’t get any sleep last night . . .’ She thought, shuddering at the nightmare she had that night. Come to think of it, Creed has been having that nightmare more recently and it was always . . . of him.
After a few minutes of just sitting there, Creed threw off her blanket and shielded her eyes from the sun as it shone through her large windows. She slid out of bed, the floorboards cold under her bare feet, and walked into the kitchen of her large penthouse. Sighing, Creed pulled out a apple from the fridge and sunk her teeth into the ripe flesh of the apple then proceeded to walk back into her bedroom, pulling out her usual attire of a lacy white dress and white heels before placing her apple on her nightstand and changing. After changing, Creed finished off her apple, chucking the apple core in the bin and walking into the hallway.
Creed stopped at the hallway mirror, quickly tying her hair into a messy bun and grabbing her long white trench coat. Before she left, she grabbed her heavy white bag and keys, finally leaving her penthouse.
As she walked through the streets of Tokyo, no one gave her a second glance, just the way she wanted it. After half a day of walking, Creed came to a section of Tokyo were hardly any people went, a meadow with a river running through it. The meadow was surrounded by trees and was peacefully quiet, with the sun now setting; making the sun cast an orange glow over the land. Creed yawned as she kicked off her heels, dropping her bag on the ground as she walked towards the river which she dipped her feet into, letting the cold water numb her sore feet.
Last Edit: Aug 3, 2013 22:28:46 GMT -5 by Creed Ackerman
The male sat with in a tree, feet stretched out before himself with his back pressed against the trunk. His eyelids where close over his alien eyes, hiding the golden orbs with no whites or pupils. His arms where crossed over his chest, the metallic gauntlets that covered his hands leaving razor sharp talons over his fingers that gripped his biceps. Dirty blonde hair hung to his shoulders, swaying around his shoulders in the slight breeze through the rare bit of greenery in the middle of the city.
He uncrossed his legs, sitting up and swinging his legs away from the tree branch so they hung over the side. His lids slide upwards revealing his orbs. He watched as a female slowly entered the secluded meadow. He tilted his was and grinned, his sharpened upper and bottom canines catching the slowly disappearing rays of light.
He pushed off the branch and fell to the ground, his bare feet silent upon the grass as his knees bent to accept the impact then slowly he rose to his full five feet and nine inches tall. He followed behind the female and stopped at the edge of the water watching her. "Sad that in seven days I have seen nobody but yourself come to this place. Also that this is the last park left with in the city." As he spoke a butterfly flew by, and the male clad in a sleeveless black vest and baggy military cargo pants reached a hand out. The butterfly landed upon his finger and he stroked it's abdomen with one razor tipped finger, blunting the edge with his metal powers to not kill the creature. It's little antennae quiver before he extended his hand and set it upon a flower to feed.
Post by Creed Ackerman on Aug 3, 2013 23:22:19 GMT -5
Creed jumped as she heard a voice speak, truly scared to turn around. Her wings twitched from under her trench coat, wanting to just open up and fly away. She gulped and slowly turned her head. ‘Who could it possibly be?! I thought that no one else came here . . . oh crap! My bag is all the way over there, if this guy is a murderer, than all my weapons are over there!’ She thought, heart beating a thousand beats per second.
When Creed faced the other person, she blinked, thinking for a moment. ‘He . . . looks like someone . . .’ Suddenly, Creed realised who was standing before her. “Ca'guuror DelaSangre . . .” Creed whispered, staring at the God in awe. Creed jumped onto her feet, the cold wind making her wet feet cold.
Creed started to panic, not sure of what to do now that the God that she worships is standing right in front of her. “Oh my – Ah, um – Sir, um, no – Master – Lord – Ah!” She cried, blushing in embarrassment. ‘This is so embarrassing! I don’t know what to call him!’
Creed suddenly froze, not realising until now how dark it had become. ‘Crap, crap, crap, crap . . .’
Cag watched the clearly flustered female closely. She took a second but she recognized him and he grinned more. She stuttered and stammered and the male shook his head. Clearly upset at his sudden appearance and the fact he was a god she was stammering something first. He watched with amusement for a moment before he held up his hand.
"Alright, you clearly know who I am. What would your name be?" He crossed his arms over his chest again looking at the female. "Also, don't call me any of that...stuff. Lord, Sir...master..." He rolled his eyes. "It's just Ca'guuror." He chuckle softly and shook his head. "All that stuff makes me feel old. Except the master....that's for the bedroom." He smirked and his golden orbs flashed brilliantly.
He released his left bicep with his right hand and extended it, palm up and a small sphere of water leap from the river to his hand, hovering there. "So you managed to find the only meadow in the last park in this over grown city. It irritates me greatly that the last park was turned in to a parking lot." He closed his fist around the orb of water crushing it as it flowed to the ground through his fingers.
Post by Creed Ackerman on Aug 5, 2013 4:49:34 GMT -5
“My name is Creed Ackerman, S –” Creed cut herself off, it was an impulse to call men of higher status than herself ‘Sir’ and it felt somehow weird to call the God she worshipped by his name. Creed blushed immensely at Ca'guuror’s bedroom comment.
Creed watched in awe when Ca'guuror made a small sphere of water in his palm before crushing it. “Yeah, it is very upsetting. They were all such beautiful places, it’s a real shame.” Creed paused for a moment before continuing on. “I rather enjoy being the only one here; it gives me a chance to let my wings out without humans spotting me!” Creed gave a short nervous laugh, still slightly blushing from Ca'guuror’s bedroom comment. Creed glanced up at the now dark sky, feeling fear well up inside of her. ‘Grr . . . Why do I have to be so afraid of the dark?!’
Creed squeezed her eyes shut for a moment before opening them and staring at Ca'guuror, trying to distract herself from the dark. Her wings twitched nervously as she felt the darkness closing in on her, making Creed begin to feel faint. But she gripped onto the end of her short mid-thigh dress, hoping that she looked somewhat calm on the outside, whereas she was begging for the sun to miraculously come back up so that she didn’t look like a weakling in front of Ca'guuror.
The male watches the female. She was growing increasingly nervous, gripping her dress and eyes jumping around at the sky. He smiled mischievously looking up at well. "Is something wrong Creed? You seem anxious about something. It wouldn't be about the fact the sun has gone down, would it?" He grinned and winked at the female.
He waved his hand and the streetlights, scattered about the park to illuminate it and make it safe for everybody grew brighter, chasing the darkness away for the female to relieve her anxiety. "There, is that better for you Creed? If you plan on worshipping nature though you should get use to the darkness. It is part of the life cycle, and thus is part of nature itself and very important on the cycles of life on this planet." He smiled and nodded at her knowingly.
He smiled and motioned for her to follow as he lead we her down a path that threaded deeper in to the small part, going deeper in to the trees that became slightly more numerous and larger. He walked in to a small meadow with a single willow growing in the center. He walked beneath the wispy leaves and stopped and sat beside the tree and gestured for the female to sit across from him. "So what is it you like about nature? What is it my dear that you find worthy of worshipping me about, that you choose to worship the most beautiful thing upon the planet."
Post by Creed Ackerman on Aug 9, 2013 5:29:26 GMT -5
Creed cringed as he saw right through her. She sighed in relief when Ca’guuror made the lights turn on. “Thank you, I will try.” She said, bowing her head gratefully.
Ca’guuror began to lead Creed down a path. Creed stayed close behind Ca’guuror, not wanting to get too far behind. They soon came to a smaller meadow, which had a single willow growing in the middle. He sat down while Creed was hesitant to join him.
Creed sat across from him, crossing her legs, silently begging that nothing was showing . . . Creed had decided to randomly pick out a dress today and which just happened to be her shortest. Creed bushed her finger tips over the blades of grass before looking at the God. “What I like about nature?” She paused, thinking. “I like how nature is so beautiful and amazing, yet so powerful and destructive. Just like–” Creed caught her tongue before she finished her sentence. Just like you. “But it’s the gentler side of nature attracts me. I love the outdoors, the beautiful trees, plants, flowers, animals, and their nature in the wild.” She finished, nervously playing with the blades of grass.
The male wasn't even looking at the female, at least not in a way that would let him see anything that might be exposed. He was staring instead in to her eyes, narrowing his eyes slightly as he gazed intently in to them with out blinking. He was listening to her words as well, wondering about what she meant exactly about them. His left eyebrow raised slowly, noticing the female's voice where it hesitated at one moment. "You hesitated....what was it you hesitate for? You think I will judge you? Condemn you? What you where going to say...." He grinned, his sharp top and bottom canines flashing in the slight light as his lips revealed them, "was going to be 'like you'."
He continued looking at the female. He slowly leaned forward towards the female. His hands cupped together and pressed to the ground. He continued to stare at the female, smiling. "You can't hide your thoughts from me, dearest Creed. However your reasons are quite sound. I also appreciate you..almost honesty with me." He leaned back and his hands quickly moved away from the ground. Where his hands had been, a single new plant had sprouted and grew on to a small bush before them. A desert rose, Ca'guuror DelaSangre's favorite plant. He smiled and looked at the female.
"No doubt people will wonder how that got here. I don't care though. Now, I do have business here in Tokyo....will you come with me to complete this job." He smiled mischievously, wiggling his eyebrows. "I have a little surprise in store for a few shopping mall parking lots." He grinned and stood up. The little beautiful flowering plant stood up straighter and seems to quiver in anticipation.
