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    THIS ISN'T THE END ♦ private, death

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    Private THIS ISN'T THE END ♦ private, death

    Post by Guest 17th February 2016, 8:46 pm

    Izayuki Hyoujin ♦ Black Rose ♦ B Rank

    Time had already taken its toll, and continued to do so over and over again. A doubled style of aging, taking twice as long for time to work its cruelty on her body. Yet as she kept her human form from showing it, evidence was written all over her small, fluffy, raccoon dog body. Her fur was lumped and matted in ugly patches, her shedding was uneven, and specks of white could be seen around her muzzle, face, and throughout her fur. The white fur was distinct from the light silver even, easily visible now. As the tanuki padded along weakly, her tail drooped and her paws dragged, with barely any energy to assist with pulling her along. The push was hard, but after the daylight had passed, she finally made it to her destination- a small quiet forest. There she would find what she was looking for- a natural nest of roots to act as her deathbed.

    Izayuki flopped into the tiny area with a small grunt. Her breathing was heavy and ragged, labored, as her sides struggled to expand with each inhale. She felt like panting, but was unable to muster the energy or mindset to do so. Use of her magic now was an impossible thought. Nothing could save her now. In the end, time, space, and nature worked together to cruelly win. It was an unfair victory, and a loss for her at that.

    She never lost.

    She always won.

    Always.

    But not now.

    For the first time, she would truly lose.

    To lose it all... to give in...

    That day was like any other day in someone's life. There was life and death, and each day heralded both. No matter where one was, someone would die in the world, and someone would be born to take their place somewhere else. It was just the cycle of the world. Life and death was all around, so close. Its hungry fangs and stinging claws against one's skin, pressing, as its foul breath could be felt against the back of your neck. All creation spent every day like this, but nobody ever realizes how close it really is until those claws pierce one's skin through and those fangs sap one's life away. The breathing becomes a wet moisture as jaws close in all around, and from there, true darkness is found. There was a peace and beauty to it all; a sickly grace and an elegant movement towards order and rest. A step away from chaos through the most unalloyed of means. So much desperation and longing when the death took something from the world.... but now she understood.

    She had always understood to a very small degree.

    Now she would fully understand. There was no going back.


    Location;; A faraway forest...
    Muse;; 7/10 rushed
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    OOC;; Iza dying? Really? D: Well, stalkers... keep reading<3
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    Private Re: THIS ISN'T THE END ♦ private, death

    Post by Guest 17th February 2016, 9:41 pm

    "You going to give up? Just like that?" A harsh voice called down to the struggling tanuki, a hint of an unnatural growl lacing the words. Yellow tinted eyes glowed like a fiery gem through the shade the leaves, narrowed. Kim's slender legs kicked back and forth as she sat upon the thick branch above, the loose laces upon her shoes waving with the calm wind as it flowed through the area, gently blowing her pastel pink hair out of her face and settling her two pigtails behind her back.
    Lifting a lightly tanned hand the girl would push away the left side of her bangs as the breeze caused it to hide her eye, letting in linger between her nimble fingers for a second before plopping it down onto her lap.

    She had heard her cousin was in bad shape, and by the looks of things she was right. The light gray surrounding the silver canine's muzzle was proof enough if the tangled fur and weak breaths were not. She had gotten there just in time. If maybe even an hour or two later the girl would be done for and all of Kim's traveling for the past couple months would have been all for nothing. And goddamn that would have pissed her off. Leaving her tribe just to find a dead chick? Nothing worse.
    With a not so subtle grunt the tanuki witch pushed herself off the branch, using a hand to take some of the force of her fall. After a second of feeling the tingle run up her legs from the jump she would straighten herself up, eyes softening as she peered at her rear, feeling something clinging to her green skirt. Blinking, Kim would start to pat her skirt, watching as some debris and dust fluttered off it and onto the ground.
    After a moment of smiling proudly to herself for having actually bothered to do such a thing her gaze would settle upon the weak Izayuki, expression turning to that of a playful smirk, something that would be considered a signature look for her. Walking over a few steps Kim would stop right before Iza, bending down to gaze upon her features, eyes shaking lazily behind shimmering glasses.
    "If you're really one of us then you should have more of a spark in your eyes, kiddo. You are Izayuki, right? Daughter of Rika Rimajo?" Kim would ask with a hint of laughter at the end of her words, mouth left open with her toothy grin. Though she had no doubt in her mind this was in fact Izayuki, it'd suck if this was actually just some wild, dying tanuki. Talk about awkward.
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    Private Re: THIS ISN'T THE END ♦ private, death

    Post by Guest 23rd February 2016, 4:35 pm

    Izayuki Hyoujin ♦ Black Rose ♦ B Rank

    Izayuki barely noticed the scent until a voice sounded in the trees. Giving up? She was not giving up... she hated this more than anything. She had so much yet to live for, and while Yukionna and the others were not winning, this was hardly the direction she wanted fate to swing. But now it all made sense. She was not an adult tanuki at four moons like she should have been... she was a fullgrown one at ten or so moons. An aging process that was twice as slow as it should have been. Life sucked. No wait, not life. Death. Death really did suck.

    Weakly opening a faded pink eye to peer at the girl who had leaped from her tree and was brushing herself off, Izayuki let out a pathetic, weak, growl. She was unable to speak many words, and the idea of moving was nonexistent. She was too weak- about to go out like a light at any moment. "S-sh...." Iza said, attempting to tell the random human to shut up, but to no avail. With her weakened senses, she could tell that the girl was not entirely human, but was barely able to really identify what she was. Nevertheless, why was she even here? What right did she have to disturb her passing? Why could she not go in peace?

    It was when the girl mentioned her name that both of Izayuki's pink eyes shot open and she forcefully, but weakly, lifted her head up to gaze steadily at the human. How did she know her name? Who was this person? Absolutely nothing about her was familiar, and the tanuki did not forget a face or voice easily. What did she mean by 'one of us'? Wait...
    Directing a good mass of her energy towards her sense of smell, Izayuki breathed in the stranger's full scent. Indeed, she was not human! The scent put Iza on full alert... another raccoon dog. A yokai. A Bakedanuki. A tanuki. An all this time she had thought she was alone...
    But wait, who was Rika? Rika Rimajo? She did not know the names of her parents... she had gone through life simply assuming her mother was no more than just an average raccoon dog, and her father also one who had likely died or been separated by some natural accident. But was that not so.
    "Rika...? Who...?
    ....
    Who are you?"



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    Private Re: THIS ISN'T THE END ♦ private, death

    Post by Guest 23rd February 2016, 5:27 pm

    Kim couldn't help but let her lips lower to a pout at the silver canine's growling and shushing. She was telling her to shut up? Rude. To think she had come all the way here to save her ass and she was greeted like this.
    With a loud huff through her nose Kim shook her head lightly, attempting to shake away the intrusive thought to just leave her here to die and go back home. No, that wasn't an option. She was here now after all this time. She would get nothing out of it.
    "Chotto chotto..." Kim sighed, allowing her smirk to come back to her lips. With a laugh echoing in the back of her throat she straightened her back, never loosing contact with the weak tanuki upon the ground before her.
    "No need to shush. Your safe. Only person around here for miles is me. And i ain't gonna kill you or anything."

    The girl's expression softened once more at Iza's confusion. She uh... Didn't know her own mother's name? Wow, what kind of life did she have? Not that she could blame her. Moka never did bring up her aunt's name for some reason. Only way she found out about her was through Minako's conversation. Kim had always assumed up until then that her mother had been a only child and all her other family members were in the witch world. It came as a surprise to find out she had other relatives besides them.
    Lips pursing tightly as her eyes studied Izayuki's face she pondered if she should forget about the whole Rika thing or not and move on to another subject. It wasn't the reason she came here after all, and by now they were just wasting time that they could be spending getting her better.

    "Isn't it obvious?" Kim would coo, lips back to their usual smirk.
    "How many other shape-shifting tanukis do you know? Huh?"
    Bending down to her knees the female would place her hand on the tanuki's head, rubbing it gently with a warm smile gracing her lips.
    "I'm the one who's gonna save your life. Kimial Diehl, your cousin if i'm remembering right. Good to see ya, kiddo."
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    Private Re: THIS ISN'T THE END ♦ private, death

    Post by Guest 28th February 2016, 8:10 pm

    Izayuki Hyoujin ♦ Black Rose ♦ B Rank

    Hearing the familiar Japanese, Izayuki gave a simple sigh. It did not matter if anyone was around to kill her... she was fading anyway. They would only quicken the passing, and possibly make it less painless. Unfortunately, Kim decided to let her live... so now not only could she not pass painlessly, she had to pass with a seemingly talkative tanuki at her side... how embarrassing. She just wanted to be alone. At the pink-haired and pig-tailed girl's first response, the dying raccoon dog decided not to reply. It was better to save energy now, as things seemed to be getting interested... damn, her situation really did suck. Something new, and someone so similar... and here she was, on her deathbed.

    Her inquiry of Rika seemed to either be missed or ignored, but Izayuki could not help but become increasingly curious. The daughter of Rika Rimajo? Her mother had a name, and was more than just an average tanuki? Why had she never 'told' her? Even though Iza did not know of words at the time, why had she been left in innocence? Ignorance was bliss, typically, but this knowledge now struck her very core... her mother died, but it was more than the average animal death. Something was... different. Her mother had been a 'person', not just a 'thing', even if she had died like one. Izayuki was about to inquire further, attempting to muster the energy to do so, before Kim moved down, placing a gentle hand on the silver tanuki's head.

    The other tanuki introduced herself, but something else snapped inside of Iza as she heard a key word. Cousin?
    She had family!?
    Had she her usual stamina, Izayuki would have given a sharp gasp and demanded further information on the girl standing before her. However, in her current state, all she could do was give a pained, shallow inhale, followed by a similar, ragged exhale.
    Summoning more strength, the silver raccoon dog managed to peep out one word, feeling it becoming harder and harder to hang onto. At that moment, even her intelligence was fading. Whatever it was that made her more than a 'thing', made her a 'person', was leaving her. Before long, she would just be nothing but a pathetic dying animal, with nothing more than old, withered instinct and a broken body.
    "H-how....?"


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    Post by Guest 28th February 2016, 9:02 pm

    Noticing the pained noises coming from the small animal Kim flinched her hand away, afraid she was hurting her in her weakened state. Yellow tinted eyes widening she blinked, lowering her hands down into her lap. She struggled to hold her crouched position for a second, causing her to quickly place her hands to each side beside her. Feeling secure with her hands firmly on the ground Kim raised an eyebrow to the tanuki's confused state, head tilting to one side lightly.
    How... What? How was she going to save her? How was she her cousin? Kim was unsure what the tanuki wanted for an answer.
    So she would do both, just to be on the safe side.
    "Well you see, when a mommy and a daddy love each other very much, they have a baby. If one of the parents has a sister or brother and then THEY have a baby, then that makes the two babies, cousins~" She explained in a sing-song voice, finger pointing upward triumphantly and waving it. She smiled brightly, giving a single giggle. Though she explained it as though she had a hunch Izayuki might not know what it meant, there was also a hint of teasing within it. Kim thought even animals knew what cousins were, seeing as how the animals she spent two years with knew what family was. So Iza had to know... Right?
    Though who knew with her. The animals back in the forest might be special.
    Kim just didn't know... It made her feel slightly awkward. What if she just explained it for no reason? It'd make her feel like a complete dumbass...

    "As for me saving you... Well... Magic of course. A witch's soul can unlock another witch's soul. Along with my healing aura it should take no time to get you back to normal." She explained as if this were normal knowledge. Wow... It felt nice to say the word 'witch' and not worry about being found out. This place was full of magic after all, she needn't worry about using her powers here.
    After all the years of running away from her identity, there was finally a place where she could be free. It'd be great while she remained here. Like a vacation from the hiding. Though of course going home after this was the only option. She couldn't leave her tribe... Her family forever. Even if such a wonderful place did exist.
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    Post by Guest 16th March 2016, 3:23 pm

    Izayuki Hyoujin ♦ Black Rose ♦ B Rank

    As Kim went on to explain the definition of a cousin in her own seemingly haughty and sarcastic way, all Izayuki could do was lie there and listen, but not without giving an irritated huff despite her pain and labored breathing. Did the girl think the tanuki was stupid, or was she just one of 'those' sorts of people? Not that she could blame her- Izayuki likely would have given a similar answer to purposely attempt to provoke a reaction, but was now really the time?

    So, this person was her cousin. It was interesting to now know she had family, and even better to get to know them right before she died... right. This was pathetic, and ignorance was bliss, as the saying went. She would have rather died thinking the only family she would leave was just Black Rose, but now that was apparently not the case? It was bitter and cruel. Yet, Kim said she would somehow save Izayuki? At this time, the tanuki was finding the idea simply impossible.
    But... a witch? Just what or who was that, and what was a witch's soul? The confusion continued to swim in Iza's mind, but now it was blurring. What was happening? Her focus on the words was dissipating. Language and comprehension itself was fading. All the silver-furred raccoon dog could do now was gaze blankly at the pink-haired girl, barely able to keep her eyes open. Her breathing began to grow increasingly shallower. It would not be long now... Izayuki was almost gone.


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    Post by Guest 21st March 2016, 1:42 pm

    She was dragging this out too long. Dammit. Why did this always happen? It was known among the people close to her that once you got Kim going on something she'd never shut up. But this was a time where she couldn't do that. Every second count.
    "Hey hey! Don't blank out on me now, kid." The tanuki would call out frantically to her, waving a hand in front of the girl's face to try and keep her attention so she wouldn't end up going into her deep sleep.
    She really didn't want to, but by now anything she could do to keep Iza alive was something she had to do.
    Reaching out towards the canine Kim fidgeted her hands around her body to position them correctly in a way Iza wouldn't mind too much, finally deciding to scoop her up from the side and bring her close to her chest, laying her on her back gently.
    Making sure she had a secure grip on the animal Kim rubbed the back of her cousin's neck, hoping to relax her in anyway possible. Something about the neck that tanukis loved. Even she didn't get it. But it was rather soothing in stressful situations.
    Kind of like cats now that she thought about it... Strange how that works.

    "Tell me, Iza... What's this guild thing of your's like." The girl questioned, continuing to rub the neck in a circling motion with the tips of her fingers. It was a distraction, the question that is. She had done this many times in the tribe to keep her magic a secret. She got the patient going on about something, they'd get lost in thought, and she could work without them seeing. It always seemed to work one way or another.
    Smiling down to the silver-furred tanuki Kim would trace her face over with her gaze, keeping an eye on the status of her family member while a pink light pulsated on the hand that was rubbing her neck, leaking in some of her own energy into Iza. It hurt. God, did it hurt. It wasn't like healing someone. That was painless despite being quite fatigued afterwards. This time she was giving her down life energy. Her soul. Her being. Not all of it, just enough to keep her going for a while.
    But the way the pain soared through her veins and into the tips of her fingers was equal to every single one of her cells being pierced with a sewing needle.
    She wanted to stop. She wanted to drop the animal and clench her hands and cry from the pain. But she suffered through it, the only signs of her pain being the strength in her arms and knees weakening, making her bob up and down to try and not swing Izayuki too much.

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