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PostPosted: Tue Sep 01, 2020 6:07 pm 
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Junko shook her head when he suggested that if she could sense him, they should also be able to sense the two of them. When asked if they should fight them, she sighed a little. “They may not know I’m here. Not everyone has sensing abilities, and they vary greatly between those that do. Mine are different than most, so even if they have someone who can sense us, it’s unlikely they know who I am, or even that I carry this weapon,” she explained, picking up her weapon.

“There’s plenty you should know about the army, but whether you need to know it now is another question. They’re the primary force that fights back the vampire threat, but there are various levels of skill between the various groups. I’d say this group probably isn’t one of the stronger squads, otherwise they wouldn’t be here,” she explained. “As for whether we fight them… I still don’t think it is a good idea, but it may not be avoidable,” she answered honestly, gripping her weapon as she spoke.

It wasn’t like she didn’t think they could beat the group. In fact, she was quite certain that they could. Still, her goal was to kill vampires and other monsters, not humans. That wasn’t to say she wouldn’t kill humans, she had and she would when necessary, but she didn’t like carelessly taking lives if it could be avoided. Whether it could be avoided here, though, was another question entirely.

She sighed to herself when he began shouting at the soldiers who were approaching the building. She half hoped that they would be smart and turn away, but they did not. Instead, they confronted Vasya and, in the end, the fight she hoped to avoid was in motion. “I think that’s an understatement,” she replied with a soft sigh when Vasya suggested he thought he **** them off.

She didn’t bother following him, as she had no desire to watch him slaughter them. They weren’t her comrades, and she didn’t exactly feel guilt for their deaths when they carelessly rushed in like this, but she still had no interest in watching them die. Instead, she remained seated with her bow in her lap until he returned. She placed the bow off to the side and retrieved her plate of food.


“Well, they’re probably here instead of on the front lines for a reason. As I said, the skill level varies,” she replied, looking down at her food instead of him. “They probably underestimated you because you are a human. It’s stupid, and a total rookie mistake, but it happens. People get a taste of power and tend to think they are invincible,” she suggested, glancing up at him and shrugging.

“On that note... You’re too reckless, you know. Running off by yourself like that and leaving your backup behind... It worked out well enough this time, but that won’t always be the case, you know,” she spoke calmly, despite the fact that her words almost sounded like she was scolding him. “You’re strong, but even powerful people die,” she added, poking at her food. “Just… don’t die, and please don’t die because you were reckless and tried to do everything yourself, alright?” she asked, looking back at her food with a distant look in her eyes.

Her words might have seemed a little harsh, but she had good intentions behind them. She’d seen too many people end up hurt or worse acting as he did. No matter how powerful a person was, they were still human, and they still bled and died just like anyone else. She didn’t want to lose any more comrades. Even if they had only just met, she still cared enough to not want to watch him die, so her warnings came from those feelings.

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PostPosted: Tue Sep 01, 2020 9:49 pm 

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“The Element of surprise is a powerful thing. Not to mention, adaptability is also another hefty advantage. People who are reckless and cannot adapt to situations are the ones that have a difficult time surviving. I chose the place where I fought them. I’m not stupid, I may be reckless, but every slav is to some degree. Although, a lot of our dumbest tactics just work for the oddest of reasons.” Vasya explained as he took his venison and took his first bite. He muttered a bit under his breath in russian, coupled with a content sigh. “Nicely done. Anyway, the RPD’s belt is empty, so the weapon is pretty much useless now unless I were to find another belt for it, which is highly unlikely here is Japan, unless you know of a stockpile of 7.62x39mm ammunition somewhere.” He stated thoughtfully before he took another series of bites. Then he unholstered his pistol and ejected the chambered round as well as the magazine. He slid the round back into the magazine before setting both the pistol and the magazine to the side so he could finish his food. He’d top off the magazines rounds after he was finished eating.

“So, what’s the likelyhood the Japanese Imperial Demon Army will notice the squad doesn’t return, do you think? Not to mention what they may assume if they do realize it.” He asked after a time as he grabbed his backpack and pulled out some spare rounds to load back into his pistol’s magazine. He was finished within a few minutes before he grabbed his bottle of vodka and twisted off the top. It was still very cold, as indicated by the perspiration all over the bottle. When he took a gulp of the beverage and then sighed contently, his breath was actually fogged up when exhaled. “Hmph. Interesting.” He stated, making a note of it before he twisted the lid back on and looked at his three prisoners.

“Alright nuggets…” He stated as he pulled out his knife and walked over. Their eyes widened in fear as he tossed the knife up into the air and caught it by the grip. When he reached them however, he crouched down, leveling the blade under the nose of one of them. “If I let you guys go, do you promise to never tell anyone about myself or my companion?” All three of them nodded before he slashed the cheek of the one he crouched in front of, eliciting a cry of pain from them. "Are you sure?” The prisoners nodded again, whimpering. “Good, because if I find out you didn’t keep that promise, I will hunt you down and kill you. Am I clear?” He asked, and they nodded vigorously. Then he slashed right through their bindings and pointed to the stairwell with the knife blade. “Then get the hell out of here.” He ordered, and the prisoners stood up, scrambling to escape while removing their gags, lest Vasya changed his mind.

Vasya then came back and sat down, opening his vodka bottle back up and taking another gulp of it. “I don’t really feel like killing them, not after killing those army guys. Honestly, I could use some sleep. But it’s up to you if we move on or stay for the night.” He stated as the sky got darker.

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“I know that…” Junko murmured with a soft sigh. “Still… If we are going to be partners, companions, whatever… You should learn to rely on me a little more. That’s all,” she told him with a shrug. “Ranged fighting might be my specialty, but I’m not useless in close-quarters, you know,” she told him. She did also carry an enchanted katana. It would be foolish to travel alone if she were unable to fight in close quarters, too, after all. She finally smiled a little at his reaction to the Venison. “Thanks,” she replied, taking a bite of her own as she considered whether she knew of any stockpiles of ammunition.

“Well, I can’t say that I know of any with that specific ammunition. There are a few abandoned old military bases, outposts, caches, and the likes scattered around,” she replied thoughtfully. “Normal bullets are useless against a vampire, so the Japanese Imperial Demon Army probably didn’t waste time and resources trying to recover those types of things,” she explained. “Doesn’t mean they weren’t raided by scavengers and whatnot, though,” she told him before taking another bite of her food.

She considered his next question as she took another bite of her food. “Well, they may notice that the squad doesn’t return. It isn’t uncommon for that to happen, though. That is the reality of this world,” she said this as a fact, but there was a sadness hidden in her eyes that told that even though she accepted it, she wished that weren’t the case. “It is likely that they will assume that the squad made contact with some vampires and didn’t make it out,” she explained.

“If they were wielding Enchanted Gears, I doubt the army would investigate at all. But with them wielding Cursed Gears, they may investigate, if for no other reason that to attempt to retrieve their lost weapons,” she told him before taking another bite. “This place isn’t considered important, so it is outside of the main patrol areas. Those who patrol here patrol a large area, so they don’t swap out as frequently, which means that they probably won’t be identified as missing immediately.”

After finishing her food, she gathered up both of their dishes and eating utensils and began to clean up the area. She glanced up when grabbed the bottle of still-cold vodka and took a drink, his breath fogging when he exhaled. “Interesting indeed,” she agreed with a nod as she continued cleaning up and putting things away.

While he dealt with their prisoners, she finished putting things away and took a seat in time to watch him cut them free and them scurry off. She was admittedly a bit relieved that he had decided to set them free, and that they had been cooperative. There had been enough humans killed in this building for the day, she though.

She smiled a little when he said he didn’t feel like killing them, especially after killing the army guys. “Hey, you don’t have to justify yourself to me,” she told him with a soft chuckle. “I wasn’t going to complain. I’m glad that’s what you chose,” she shrugged, taking out a bottle filled with water and taking a drink. “I think we should be fine for the night. It will likely be a little while before anyone notices they are missing, and longer before they send anyone to investigate,” she assured him.

“Besides, I doubt we’ll find a better place for a while. Best to rest while we can,” she said as she put the bottle away. “You can co ahead and get some sleep if you want. I can take the first watch,” she offered with a small smile as she stretched her arms above her head and moved them side to side to loosen up her muscles.

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PostPosted: Thu Sep 17, 2020 12:33 pm 

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Vasya nodded before he set his pack against the wall, and taking his rifle in his arms, the stock resting over his shoulder, lay against it and removed his glasses. His eyes drifted closed and his breathing soon evened out. His mind remained dark for some time before a pair of glowing blue feline eyes lit up the darkness. “So, you’ve finally accepted our bond. Excellent. Unlike other demons of the likes your companion is familiar with, I’m much more mellow in temperament, but just as powerful, if not more so due to our unique bond.”

“What do you mean?” Vasya asked.

“Our bond allows me to be anchored in your body without possessing, which I don’t desire to do. Over time, we will merge into one. You and I will jump start this process through periods of training while you rest and sleep through training.” The voice spoke from the direction of the eyes before the darkness was swept away to reveal a gorgeous snow-covered forest of massive redwoods, sequoias, and varying other tree types, and revealed the other presence to be a massive white and blue winged snow leopard. “You seek adventure and a way to save mankind, maybe even find a way for the vampires and humans to coexist peacefully without subjugating each other. You want a world where demons have no need to be summoned, you want a more peaceful version of the old world.”

Vasya staggered back in shock of both the new environment and the demon’s appearance and revelations about his truest inner desires. “Y-yes.” He gulped, his amazement and shock outweighing the fear that had begun to creep into the back of his throat.

The Leopard nodded, it’s muzzle orienting into a smirk. “You and I are better matched than anyone may ever realize, and since I'm not one of those idiot demons who got themselves locked inside of weapons, always itching to take over their wielder, I do not have that desire. Compared to those demons I guess I could be considered an angel of sorts, since I do not thrive off of the same emotions they do. But I’m what the Japanese would call a Yakusoku no akuma. A Demon of Promise. On my own I am equal in power compared to those Black Series Demons, but our bond is strengthening us considerably over time, partially because we are matched so well. There is also another benefit for us, while you may enjoy this power, you do not need it in your eyes, which is also why I chose you, because you would use it to help, to heal, to save, not just to fight.”

Vasya began to smile. “You’re right. I’ve heard that the Japanese Imperial Demon Army isn’t quite as dedicated to saving humanity anymore. But what they have drifted away from is one of the goals I hold down deep. Just because I want to enjoy myself while I do doesn’t mean I don't care.” He stated as he stepped forward through the gathering snow and placed a hand on the leopard’s shoulder, which was even with his own. “Now that I have this power, what can I do with it?”

The Leopard moved their head down and licked Vasya's forehead before speaking. “Because I am not limited to a weapon, the possibilities could be nearly endless. But one of the biggest abilities you’ll have will be shapeshifting. Mostly into my current form, if a bit smaller, and one other for when more aerial agility is needed. The last I will show you another time. However, I want to focus on your more elemental based abilities first. You’ve already discovered our talents with ice, but you are also capable of using water, lightning, and wind. These are the elements you have the most affinity for due to either your past, the country you grew up in, and other factors that were my own additions.”

Vasya smiled and held up his right hand as he covered the whole arm with a thin layer of ice that shifted and clinked quietly as he moved his arm. “You mean this ice?” He asked.

The demon nodded in reply. “Now let’s see what you can do with it, let loose, you don’t have to worry about hurting yourself or anyone else here.”

Vasya nodded as he lifted his arms up, thick waves of vapor pouring off of his hands as they came up. “Приливная полка!” He shouted as he brought his hands crashing down into the snow. As soon as they were buried in the snow and hit solid ground, spikes of ice erupted from the snow and barreled through the forest, smashing trees to smithereens for over a kilometer of distance and half a kilometer wide. Vasya stood up with a look of shock on his face. “I can do this in the real world?” he asked.


“Yes, but you’d likely pass out for over twenty-four hours from the effort. Here you can experiment and train without actually exerting yourself, after all you are still growing into your newfound power, and your body is still getting used to it’s enhancements, as well as building new energy reserves.” The demon explained as the damage disappeared.

Vasya was amazed, and frankly he wanted to learn more. “Is there any way I can make full body shields that are stronger than steel or even titanium?” He asked, and so Vasya and the demon’s discussions and experimentation continued as Vasya slept before he shook himself to take the next watch. He groaned as he sat up and pushed himself up with his left hand pushing up off the ground.

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“Yet, I am alone, forever and always. Alone in my freedoms, alone in my desires, alone in my thirst for blood and violence, and alone in my anger, frustration, sadness, and depression. Happiness is a privilege I do not have, thus I wish to earn it, but how can I when all I am is disgraced and ignored by many?”


"I do not understand why I suffer so, why I cannot have my wish for inner peace, prosperity, and freedom granted? It is what I am due for my own suffering is it not? But nonetheless, I am alone."


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