The training hall, a massive area,dedicated to sparring and helping one another grow in skills. This is not a place for killing of any sort but to test ones powers against another.the scent of sweat and blood fill the air here.
The sounds of clicking heels echoed the halls through which a sultry female walked, but it looked odd; for instead of seeing her feet hit the floor, she sort of glided to her destination. The woman in question didn't look like much of a fighter, but to most that knew of the old warrior crowd of old, Lilith Udonra was a popular warrior. But that was in the days when the lycans were starting to outnumber them, now it seemed they were all extinct. Pity... But if you really looked at the vampiress at first glance, many would say she was a prostitute. Her outfit barely covered most of her, and her heels hardly seemed appropriate for a warrior. Tossing her bone white curls over her shoulders, the buxom woman entered the hall with a frown, it was immensly vacant, "How this place used to thrum with activity, now, it's all just...empty." The look in her eyes seemed to suggest that she was saddened, and she was, although not much. Most of her old companions were dead, or missing, so the place was hardly the same anymore.
Instead of actually sparring with most of the deterorating dummies, Lilith loosens her cloak, allowing it to fall around her ankles, revealing a body of pale, soft skin; with a few tattoos and scars here and there. Many battles told their stories on her flesh, stories many never asked of. Shoving the material over against the wall, Lilith takes her sword from it's sheath on her hip, revealing a rather massive blade. The hilt was black, and the blade itself engraved with a meaning only she knew. The words were latin, meaning everlasting winter, which was the nickname her maker gave her after he turned her, so many eons ago. Taking a proper stance, Lilith began to make graceful movements, almost like she was dancing with a partner, but a deadly dance indeed. With each step, she twirled, twisted, and moved with nearly perfect harmony, but it had been so long since she'd actually had a fight worth a damn. Placing the tip of the weapon on the ground, the woman watched the door for any sign of a challenger, but foolishly, she knew better.
Evan seemed to appear in the room before her as if he was waiting for a challenger. The only problem was that he sensed her but didn't see her. He never really cared for making the first move in a conversation or a fight. Black power radiated from around him. A mask placed on his face tight making sure it wouldn't fall off or be pulled off, it was as if it had molded with his skin and it was stuck their for good. His presence sent chills around the area. The darkness around him making it hard to see as he muttered something under his breath. Creatures seemed to appear in the darkness around him, slowly as some of the darkness had faded they appeared humanoid, then they appeared to be clones of himself. He growled lightly as they got into a circle around him. His voice spoke slowly but quickly staring at each of the clones. All he wanted to do was kill, that was all he was going to do. He wanted to make sure he still had the power to do some of his favorite techniques. "Cumatra..." He muttered slowly as he sighed. The clones fell to the ground and then disappeared as quickly as Evan had appeared. "I'm sorry i can't do this with someone watching. It's like using the restroom in public. It's weird unless you know the person." He turned around revealing black eyes and dark clothes that clung to him as if they were air tight. He took off his mask revealing a clean shaven face with bright emerald eyes. He had the same eyes as the Empress Lucina. "I'm Evan. The Guardian Angel of the Empress Lucina. Also the Cumatra Killer Evan... I guess I have a few more names but i'm more interested in who you are?" He walked towards her keeping his eyes locked with hers with no fear of her striking him.
Taking in a short breath, the regal vampiress wasn't fully ready for someone to just vaporate into the room, but when they did, her eyebrow arched, and her white eyes followed the being subtly. After all, it wasn't polite to stare, and she had for the most part, been raised better. However, the inky, black aura that projected through the room made Lilith perk up interestedly, never before had she seen someone fight that way. After a few more moments of observing silence, the woman was faintly aware of someone speaking, and the words were slightly amusing; enough to make her smirk and reveal her fangs. Speaking in a more proper voice, power subtly weaved into her tone, Lilith walks around the male, "I assure you, it is not my intent to disrupt your, " she waved a pale hand as she struggled to find a word, "Whatever it is you're doing." Laying her sword across her back as he spoke again, and revealed more of himself, the hybrid was impressed by his title. "A guardian angel, of Lucina no less? My my, you've been doing something right, haven't you, " she asks, her white eyebrow arched a little in question, her voice dropping to imply her deviousness.
It wasn't every day that she ran into someone with such a rank, and her curious nature often pushed her a little, to pry further than she normal would otherwise. "Pleased to meet you, Evan, I am Lilith Udonra. But I have no fancy title," a laugh echoes through her full lips, "But, if you were to perhaps ask Queen Destiny of me, she would tell you I was a bit of an important person as well. Back in Vayne's era of coming into power." Pulling a face of mild disgust at the name alone, Lilith chortles dismissively and continues, "I was part of an older legion of 'guardian angels' myself, but for a different purpose entirely." With a free hand, she sweeps her long, bone-white curls back, looking carefully at the male as he advanced. Would he try and challenge her? He would be a mite foolish if he did, but, perhaps he had a little more to him than silly magic, and cheap parlor tricks. The warrior knew better than to underestimate anyone, but after her decades of going to war, Lili was entitled an air of confidence. An air of confidence not to be confused for arrogance. "So, may I ask, what were you attempting just a moment ago? That style of fighting, I've never really seen before," she wonders aloud. Moving now to stand still, the voluptuous woman tilts her head to exude her curiousness; almost akin to the look of a playful pup.
He looked to the woman smiling his head cocked as she spoke. He stood in front of her snapping his fingers once more as the clones appeared. "I use something known to others as the Cumatra. No body can perform these techniques without my blessing. Or at least they can't until they share my power. Their can only be three at a time. A lover. A friend. A god. At the moment I am the god of Cumatra. It wasn't always this way. I became the god of Cumatra when my master had died. The ranking of Cumatra goes God, lover, friend. At the moment their are only two. Myself and my new apprentice. Lucina is an honorary Cumatra but i have not taught her my techniques. So their is always room for a Cumatra lover." He chuckled and waved his mask in the air indicating she would need a mask of her own. He was joking obviously but the joke rang in her mind. He was a very forward man and was willing to do almost anything in his power to get what he wanted. Was she the one he wanted or was he just toying with another powerful creature. "The Cumatra. Or this dark energy you see around me is controlled by the mask. It is a living thing filled with my power." The mask that was attached to his face appeared between them floating. A dark deadly power around it as he smiled. The mask cackled as if it had a voice of it's own. The mask smirking as it disappeared once more. "Without a mask. The power will consume the person and make them go mad. That is how my old master died. She thought she could survive the power without a mask. The power drove her mad and she lost her rank as god. I took over." He cracked his back as all of the clones also wore masks they all cackling at once he growled. "Shut up!...I'm trying to tell a story guys. At least let me explain to her what will happen." He smiled back to her revealing his fangs. Only thing was is that he only had one fang. The other one was chipped and the other one was perfect. "I train by killing myself in a way. Usually i would do this to lycans but it's so hard to find them now a days. So i use clones to make sure the cumatra is still strong. The cumatra is formed with words. Depending on the words simple parlor tricks can turn into dangerous techniques." He smiled to her as he spoke quietly and snapped his fingers. A small drip of blood coming out of her nose and across her lip. It stopping just as soon as it begun. "I am also a master of all the elements. Including the forbidden blood. It is another perk of being Cumatra. I was the one who taught Lucina how to use it." He smiled again as he turned to the clones. "Now we begin. Cumatra Sword. Cumatra Crush. Cumatra Anticipate. Cumatra Incinerate. Cumatra Explosion. Cumatra..." He paused for a second the words were catching up with him. A small sword seeming to appear from within one of the clones shot out of it's chest making the clone scream in pain until the sword flew back and pierced it's skull. The floor of the training hall cracking and breaking into two slabs for a split second allowing the clone to be crushed between the slabs and then the floor returning to normal. One of the clones charged Evan and in anticipation Evan stuck his foot out stepping to the side. A small spike forming in the floor and piercing the Clones skull. One of them simply caught on fire and ran as if it was a chicken with it's head caught off. The other simply exploded. The last one stood their nervous and afraid. Even thou the clone was a part of Evan and knew it would die it still had a mind of it's own. "The only problem with the techniques they only work this powerfully on lesser creatures. I couldn't form a sword from within you. Although i could form a sword in my hand instead. It's all a strange strange power but you can use it for amazing almost inconceivable things." He looked at the clone and thought slowly wondering if he could try something new. "Cumatra...In side out?" He spoke it as if it was a question. The clones clothes going inside out he growled muttering to himself. "Damn...That would have been disgusting... Oh well...Cumatra sword." A sword appeared in Evans hands as he walked swiftly over to the clone stabbing it in the chest and letting it drop to the ground. The bodies disappearing along with whatever blood or mess they had left. "See. Powerful. Why do you think I am her Angel? I trained her first two kids. The techniques just take a lot out of me. So if you are in a long battle with me don't worry about the Cumatra. Just worry about my sword skills and my magic.... I wouldn't call Cumatra magic... just...The cumatra is the Cumatra. Nothing else can explain it."
There was a certain look in Evan's eyes that made Lilith remember one of her old companions, V. V was a funny man, intelligent, power, but he had a twisted sense of humor at times. He was born a half-lycan, so he was the 'black sheep' of the kingdom. But never minding that, the woman tilted her head worriedly as more clones appeared with the simple snap of his fingers; he would be a most difficult enemy yet, but not unbeatable. There was no enemy that she had yet to conquer, if he challenged, he would be no different than those defeated. Arching a brow as he spoke of this Cumatra, Lilith was beginning to wonder what she was toying with. The explanation had been in-depth, complex, but yet, enlightening. "You wouldn't be able to handle me as a lover. I might break you." Smirking vaguely as she passed along her joke, the woman allowed him to continue his explanation, for it was ever so interesting. During Evan's speech, she noticed the scent of blood, and felt it dripping from her face. This surprised her, and ultimately made her growl lowly. This forbidden blood technique wouldn't be something she liked to mess with, but she relied souly on her sword, and a little bit of Necromancy. She had yet to master lightning, but it seemed she was beginning to harness it well.
Whenever the male gave her an example of all of the things Cumatra could do, she stared in vivid fascination. It was truly a wonderful trick. She even managed a giggle at the inside-out bit, and nodded, "Mmm, messy indeed." As she sat there, left to ingest the rest of the knowledge the male had provided her, the vampiress taps her chin, "Cumatra, in my mind, is more like an adaptable command that you yourself don't need to physically do, but yet, it requires energy to perform, obviously, " she waves her hand and begins to walk again, "So all in all, it may not be limited to the terminology of magic, but it's not exactly a souly kinetic power either, hm, I understand, " Lilith says with a smile, "A little, anyways. And yes, Lucina should be proud to have such a powerful companion. But Lucina has many pets, however, what will you do when she's done with her fascination of you?" The once sweet, and playful Lili was suddenly turning cold, and malicious. Meanwhile she respected Lucina as a ruler, but her methods of showing favorites was something she'd long disliked. "Please tell you'll be able to disassociate from it, " the woman says. Evan seemed like the kind of person she would befriend, but if he was dependent on Lucina...it wouldn't be pretty. However, she was certain that the male standing before her, would be able to survive outside the clutches of Lucina. Maybe there was hope to be found.
Evan paced back and forth as the blood around them slowly disappeared he smiled watching it turn to dark energy and smoke back into his mask. He looked over to the woman and got close to her. His face was nearly touching hers only inches away. His breath was cold against her neck his eyes locking with hers as she made the comment of breaking him. He smiled and with a slight smirk and a close lean in to her lips he spoke slowly. "Well...It was always fun to be broken...especially by a beauty like you.." He leaned in closer not grazing not even brushing but moving his head to the side of her and walking away with one fell swoop pacing back and forth around the hall. "Well then i guess that would just about sum up my power..." He trailed off as he heard her speak of Lucina. He had been with Lucina as her friend and guardian for centuries and knew of her "pets". However he knew their was something different about him but he knew he couldn't say anything about it to her. If he spoke of the things they had done the last time he was in the kingdom he would be hunted down by Lucifer and killed. The truth was he loved Lucina. More then just a friend but had given up his lost love for companionship and never ending friendship. He touched his lips lightly remembering the night they had centuries ago in the hidden part of the throne room. He remembered the taste of her blood...the warm...rich... His eyes snapped open and growled shooting towards her with a quick passion like burst his hand was on her throat. He wasn't squeezing thou. His eyes were fixed to hers. It was as if something had taken control of him. His eyes began going dark as he stared at her. The room shook with a power that was almost inconceivable. The power around her felt almost crushing as he held her throat in his hand. His voice had grown cold and dark. Almost as if something inside of him had broken. "Just because Luci and I are close doesn't make me one of her god damn pets!" His shout echoed throughout the hall realizing he called her Luci he growled and let go of her the mask appearing on his face. He breathed slowly as dark power slowly was absorbed into the mask. Staring through the mask he growled loudly his shirt burning off and falling to the ground. Something was happening. Something different. It wasn't rage that was controlling this it was something else. He chuckled lightly muttering to himself. "Shit...I was wishing this would be a surprise after the fight." He groaned and turned to the girl. The mask was cracking.. She could see his smile from underneath it. His black eyes...they were white like hers. The mask shattered on his face revealing his white eyes and then blue forming around them. Wings bursting from his back along with a bright white light shining around them. The light was blinding to the woman and it was also warm. A strange sense of calm surrounding them along with the coldness disappearing. "I guess you didn't see this coming... the reason why i can control that darkness so well so i don't go mad... I'm...Well half angel." He smiled to her and chuckled walking to her again getting close to her face once more. "Don't worry thou. Even thou i'm half angel it doesn't keep me from doing terrible...terrible things." He winked to her as his wings closed and re-entered his back. The light disappearing leaving just the lights in the hall. His shirt was still off as he looked down noticing his tight chest was exposed. He gasped loudly covering himself up with one of his arms as in a flash of flame his shirt was back on his chest winking to her.
As Lilith was speaking, she noticed that Evan had taken up pacing, more and more, then, came to a stand still in front of her. Almost a little too close... The feel of his cool breath against her skin makes her shiver, it had been too long since she'd felt the faint buzz of being nervous around a stranger. All of the years of having to play tough, and unbreakable, wore thin on her. As his emerald eyes locked onto her white orbs, the vampiress dared to not look away. For as anxious as she was, Lili was a stubborn creature. Evan would come to understand this soon enough. However, his close proximity to her was closing in distance, and the hybrid was unsure of how to react. None of this kingdom had ever been brave enough to step up to her, save for Destiny... The feelings swimming in her gut were new, raw things she'd never felt. It was nearly frightening. But his comment makes her laugh softly, allowing him to step past her and resume pacing. Lilith would have offered a retort, but there wasn't much of one to be had.
But just as suddenly as things were getting a little too cozy, they took an entirely different spin the next. Something about the atmosphere of the room changed... What came next, the warrior wasn't fully prepared for. The sudden rush of someone dashing at her, made her react more quickly than she had in the past, and her sword was pointed at his throat as he held hers. If you looked hard enough, you could have seen, for the first time, a glimpse of surprise and fear in her eyes. "not a wise move on your part..." Taking in short breathes, Lili listened to what Evan had to say, and her eyebrow arches, and she smirks faintly, "A bit touchy about her, aren't you, " the vampiress teases as she presses with a firm pressure on the point at his throat, hard enough to make a slight wound. But after a moment, the male let go, but the woman was still on edge, and put her sword out in front of her defensively. everything that happened next seemed to progress in a flash-like blur. One minute he was dark, and omnipotent, and the next, she could barely see him; though his eyes looked beautiful, and she had to keep herself from staring at his chest. Once things seemed to calm down a little, Lili tilted her head, and threw it back in laughter as he pretended to be worried about being topless, "You really are something else, Evan. For a moment, I was actually worried that I was going to have to put you down."
Taking a calming breath, and sheathing her sword, the vampiress feels a bit better. She'd have to be more careful around this one, she thought to herself. Though she had a smile painted on her face, the woman was still being cautious of him. "Oh, and tell me, what terrible things could you possibly do to me, I wonder?" Arching her eyebrow, she reveals her fangs, fully, in a widened smile; her bone white curls framing her face, swaying about her hips. "I'm accustomed to dealing with 'terrible' things." Winking back flirtatiously, she moved to where her cloak was, and she sat down upon it, leaning back almost like one would if they were sunbathing.
Evan watched her as she spoke to him. His eyes were emerald green as they always where without his mask or wings. The wound on his neck healed quickly leaving not even a single mark on his neck. He watched her as she was about to lay down grabbing her hand quickly pulling her close to him. His eyes were locked to hers again. She felt his hand grip hers. Something was strange thou. Their lips were barely touching as he kept staring at her. It was as if he was teasing her but no...it wasn't that it was something else. "You couldn't put me down if you tried..." He growled lightly in front of her. His hand still grasped hers. "If i can do this to myself...then trust me. I can do terrible things to other creatures." He looked to her hoping she would understand and be able to see past his evil. It would normally startle most but for some reason. He wanted her to see. He leaned closer...closer...then it happened. He kissed her letting his perfect lips claim hers eyes still locked with hers. Emotions and haunting memories flooded her mind. She witnessed it through his eyes. Blood on his hands. Death. Chaos. Extinction of species. He kept eyes locked with her as a small tear rolled down his face. It was made of blood. She saw him killing. Innocent villagers innocent children. The mask was cackling in her head the entire time as she heard the little ones scream and the blood splatter against walls. He looked at her sadly staring into her eyes. He wondered how she would react. He didn't know if she would hate him or understand that was before he knew how to control the darkness. "I am a monster....can you deal with that?" He continued kissing her. Before she knew it some terrible had happened as she was witnessing his memories. He had took her hand that he had grasped. It was placed on her sword. Only the sword itself wasn't in the sheathe anymore. It was in something else. Blood dripped down her beautiful pale skin as the sword stuck in Evans chest. "If I can do that to people...If i can do this to myself." He grunted as he made her twist the blade in his chest. "Then i can do terrible...terrible things to you." He let go of her hand letting her pull the blade from his chest. All though it was bleeding terribly the wound closed slowly as if nothing had happened. His lips apart from hers yet still so close. His shirt covered in blood burning off and then yet again reappearing. Was it all in her head what had just happened? The blood dripping on her hand and off her blade would tell another story. He never broke eye contact through the ordeal. The blood tear that had rolled down his eye was also gone but the blood on her hand stayed fresh and warm. "I am a monster. I should be put down...shouldn't I?" This was as serious as she had seen him. He wasn't joking nor was it a laughing matter. His eyes were the emerald green but something else was different. She knew that even thou under all the laughs and good times. Their lived a dark creature inside of him and their also lived his broken heart and broken mind.
The sudden feeling of being pulled upwards causes Lili to blink, looking towards the male skeptically as he held her against his chest. What was going on? What was he going to show her? Or possibly do to her? The feeling of his hand gripping hers so tightly, causes the woman to arch her brow, never minding the space between their faces. But his words caused her lips to curl upwards, Evan really had no idea whom she was. But each being was entitled to their own thoughts, and opinions. However, his last comment causes her to pull back a little, as if she were about to ask a question, she felt his lips claiming her own; she had only ever experienced this with one other, and she was already holding her breath in anticipation. The ability to see past events, and memories was left to only a skilled few. Lilith wasn't one of them, but she knew of few beings that were this gifted. Feeling emotions, feelings, and thoughts transpire right before her own eyes, the warrior cringed here and there at Evan's past. It was something she wouldn't have wished on her most mortal enemy. The feel of blood rained down on her, and her skin tingled with goosebumps at the sound of children screaming.
Now the sound of cackling entered her mind, and Lilith just wanted to break the connection, but there was more to witness yet. The feel of the leather-wrapped hilt of her sword now graced her sensory, and alarm shuddered through her body. Why was all of this happening? Why was he showing her all of this? The scent of blood arouses her thirsty mind, being part angelic, the scent was more alluring. Pushing the from her mind, Lilith feels the blade twist, and then leave the male's body. Though their lips had parted, Lilith could still feel the remnants of his memories weaving in and out of her conscious mind. The blood felt sticky on her hands as she re-sheathed her blade for safety, but her eyes never parted from his emerald ones. "Evan, people are prone to acts of violence. With or without their mutual consent. The matter though, is if you feel that you can contain yourself. If not, I can help you. You don't have to suffer needlessly. You just have to ask, and want it " the female murmurs in a soft voice, her white eyes search his for any sign of negative emotions. "Now, what will it be?"
He smiled to her and backed away. He had stared into the girls eyes as if nothing of what he showed her had happened. Just the last comment was the one that mattered. He stared at her smiling. His white teeth glistening as he cracked his neck. "The question was. Should I be put down. Not will you do it or could you...Could you?" He smiled to her a more hearty smile. It was wider and also showed a great deal of interest. "We could always see who is stronger? We are in the training hall anyway we might as well "train"." He stretched the word train and looked her up and down a sword appearing in his hand and his mask no where to be seen. "I won't do any dirty tricks... at least not until you can actually hit me." He swung the sword in circles standing motionless but his eyes were locked to hers. "No Cumatra. Just blade to blade." He smiled to her and then cracked his neck jumping up and down doing a back flip which in turn flipped the blade on accident. The blade going into the air. He didn't watch it keeping his eyes on her as the blade fell tip first to the ground. His finger tip catching the blade before it hit the ground. You would expect the blade to cut himself. Yet it balanced on his finger only allowing a little stream of blood drip from a small hole in it. "Nifty huh? Thick skulled and thick skin." He smiles at the joke and flips the blade with his fingers standing up straight and looking at her. "So? A little fun sword action. Sounds like a fun time in a all male camp. Playing with each others swords." He chuckled rolling his eyes at himself. He was back to his immature self as if nothing had happened/
Valerie came to the training grounds to test a knew product that she worked on in the forge she honestly had too much time on her hands and little orders to fill. Perhaps there wasn't gonna be a need for such things but experience taught her that peace was always short term and the would was in a constant state of flux include the world of the immortals. With a series of blade and newly designd cross bows laid out she eyed an attack dummy and selected it as her target.
slowly with an ever gentle grace, a woman walked into the training hall, her feet were bare and she had a soft seductive smirk upon her lovely lips. Her beauiful blonde hair was held high on her head in a ponytail letting her hair fall in gentle curls to the small of her back. The woman was adorned in a pair of short black shorts created from leather, made specifically for training, they were easy to move in, she liked them. The shirt she wore was nothing but a tunic, although it was a size or two, too small, hugging her body gently it still gave her very good range of motion, she liked it a great deal.
The woman walked into the training hall, and her lovely deep sea blue eye's, where the blue of her eye's literally swirled around her pupils, gazed around her. She saw a woman that had laid out several weapons before her, and she smirked again. Kiera seemed to suddenly appear behind the woman, looking over her shoulder she checked out many of the blades she had brought, and a gently giggle escaped her lovely lips If you made these, I am impressed She whispered in a voice that was soft and melodic but help a distinct allure to it, it was characteristic of her kind, of course she was a succubus, and such things could not be avoided. But before the woman could reply Kiera seemed to appear a few feet away from the woman, her hand upon her hip, she binked gently and watched her
a chill ran down her back and she grabbed a blade spinning around in an instant only to see that her stalker was feet away from her now... Succubi made Valerie's kind very nerve and in the same way angels did as well and she did her best to hide her anxiety " y..yes i built them ....i only came here to test them properly meaning that right now their not for sale unfortunately... i always make sure my wares are safe for my buyers before i sell them"
As the woman spun around with her blade in hand Kiera could not help but smirk a dark little smirk, at least she was proficient with the weapons she made, that was most certainly a bonus. Although it was incredibly evident given the woman's stammering that Kiera made her nervous, but she was not altogether certain if that was because she was a succubus, or because she scared her. Either way it meant little to her, she was just playing around and having some fun. The woman had indeed made these weapons and she was pleased to meet her, there were so few in this world that made truly good weapons and the one in the woman's hand at least looked very good. Perhaps in the future if she ever needed anything repaired she could come to this woman for assistance.
Kiera then smiled at the woman and held her hand up, as if to say she had come in peace, shaking her head at the nervousness of the woman i mean you no harm cherie, calm yourself, there is no need to be so afraid She said to her softly, nearly teasing her. Kiera then walked closer to the woman, and examined the weapon in her hand, she blinked gently and then looked up at her, smiling sweetly I have no intention to buy anything you sell, I have the same weapon I have had for the last 600 years. But if you need some assistance in testing your weaponry, I am most certainly game When she spoke, there was a wicked tone in her voice, as if she would relish the thought of fighting
she lowered her blade and inhaled a calming breath "my apologies I'm always on edge when i'm here in the training hall " she watched her come closer and this caused her to grip the hilt of the blade tighter she already knew this woman was faster and she probably outranked her so getting into a fight to the death with her wouldn't serve her interests. she didn't care much for honor or prestige but rather to live to fight another day as was a common trait among all her kind.
When the woman lowered her blade Kiera watched her, relived to see that she was calming herself down, its not like Kiera was there to attempt to take her life or any of that other silly nonsense. The woman apologized and told her that she was always on edge in here, which made Kiera even more curious. She raised her brow at the woman and gazed at her with curiosity And why exactly is it that you are often on edge in the training hall, this place was specifically built for training, so no true harm could come to those who wish to train and grow stronger. Or, at least that was its purpose in previous years She said with a thoughtful tone. She really didn't understand this woman in the slightest, but she really didn't care to either.
The woman then ignored her offer to help her test the weaponry, which was sort of confusing as well, was the woman's nerves preventing her from truly listening to Kiera? Or was she willfully ignoring her. Either way it didn't really matter. Kiera walked closer to the woman, now only about a foot away from the weapons that she had laid out before her. She looked down at them all, a wide variety of types of weapons, it really was impressive. She then gazed up at the woman with her deep swirling sea blue eye's and smirked Would you like my assistance with testing your weapons or not cherie, if you prefer I leave you be, then you simply must state it so. She asked the woman in an almost nonchalant manner
Valerie swallowed a breath and recomposed herself... in reality she was trying to hide the fact that it was just her presence that she found overwhelming. it was because of a Cats vs dogs relationship that made her so edgy " I'm sorry i lost my train of thought for a moment... of course you can pick which ever one you wish to use" succubi often prey on her kind so she sorta felt like she was in a cage with a live tiger or some other dangerous beast