Breasts (Beasts) Under The Sand [Job: Mura & Kanix]

Holy fire burns again

the magic circle is all around it, burning like the innocence of love

"I honestly don't know how he gets himself lost so easily, I really don't," the blind woman spoke to the merchant behind her. He gripped her waist tightly, which irked her, but she tolerated his actions, since she knew it was possible he was terrified of the ride. It might not have been the most comfortable of rides, but at least they were above the storm and not getting sand in their eyes. Mura, on the other hand, she wasn't certain how far he had gone into the storm and the sand wasn't helping in finding him. Kanix cleared her throat and patted Ancalagon's neck, instantly connecting their sight together, so that she was able to see their surroundings. "He couldn't have gone far, do you think?" the wizard called over the roar of the sandstorm, looking back to the merchant. Seeing what Ancalagon saw in front of him freaked her out slightly, but she sooner realized that it was his sight and not her own.

"The sandstorms are always so strong out here that it's no doubt he may have already been killed. The creatures are vicious," the client answered.

"Hey, have faith in us, asshole; we're Fairy Tail wizards, so don't make us out to be something that we are not," Kanix scolded the merchant.

"Sorry! I don't mean to, it's just that I know what these storms lead to; I don't want anyone else to get hurt like we did," he responded.

"I don't blame you, but Heero has made this guild strong, expect only the best of the best, okay?" she stated, smirking mischievously.

"Wait! Over there, I think I see your guild-mate!" the merchant shouted, raising to a seated position and pointing westward with a finger.

"Ancalagon!" the shamaness ordered her thunderbird, who let out a horrid screech in response, beat his wings, and dove toward Mura's form. Thunder rumbled from the beat of the bird's wings and the powerful winds distorted the storm enough to make an eye in it for Kanix to see better. Her legs urged him onward, until they were close to the ground, that Ancalagon's wings could skim the sandy earth below them.

A slender hand snatched the back of Mura's shirt collar and pulled him up into the air, just as her pet lifted back into the sky. Kanix threw him up in front of her and grabbed hold of his waist, wrapping her arms around him to keep him steady on the bird. She kicked her pet in the ribs roughly, which caused him to let out another screech and take off faster, above the storm. "Just grab onto his feathers, Mura, he won't care," the woman ordered her partner, now slowly letting go of his waist. "Now, tell me how you manage to get lost in the desert and forget to take the merchant with you of all the people to forget? Better yet, is Kyuken with us? Did we forget him? Oh well, I guess he can catch up later with the rest of us." She snorted at her words. Clapping her hands together, she'd rub them and smile a little, settling down more comfortably in her place on her pet.

"All right, so now that we're all settled down, what exactly do you all expect to get out of this damned job, huh?" Kanix inquired. She'd look to the two of them, though her sight had now been reduced to darkness once more, Ancalagon busy flying. The merchant was silent, still holding onto her waist for dear life, in which she would pry his hands free of her torso. "You need to chill; Ancalagon is a great flier and he will not let anyone fall from him, who he sees as my ally."

@Mura Kensho , 628 words , counts as two posts

Holy fire burns again

the magic circle is all around it, burning like the innocence of love

The client was an easily forgettable guy, especially since he bore the clothing of desert people in order not to burn from the sun. A hooded face mask, something to block out the sun as they trekked the desert, a long, billowing cloak. . . Underneath that all were hakama pants and a lightweight shirt, topped off with presumably boots that prevented sand from getting inside. All of this? Well, all of this was white in shade, and while it looked like something to sweat in, it was thin and allowed air to easily pass through. Evidently, he could easily pass off as a stereotypical Arab, given how his eyes were the only visible part of himself. Kanix, on the other hand, bore her same garments she was known for wearing: her bone necklace, with no shirt underneath, and the broadcloth for covering her groin. Various pouches were strung at her hip and hung loosely, though they were tightly secured to the belt of her broadcloth.

Out of the three of them, she appeared to be the less heatstroke prone. . .

"Aw. . . feeling a bit of guilt about leaving me with the client?" she inquired after Mura had stopped talking. Being with the client hadn't been so bad; for the most part, he had been silent and in too much of a scare to talk. That was bad, in some sense, but to her, it meant that she didn't have to deal with a talkative and annoying client. She had enjoyed the peace and quiet while it lasted, up until they had entered the desert and the sandstorms started up. Now, all she could hear was the roaring of the sands as they swirled, twirled, and danced around in the air. Most of the time, she couldn't help, but inhale grains of the sand, in which she would cough and sputter until they left her throat. It was nasty, though it was unavoidable, especially since this desert was prone to have random onslaughts of sandstorms.

At that time, Kyuken spoke up, mainly directed toward the client, but Kanix was still going to intently listen to the conversation.

"Well. . . not exactly," he answered the spirit, a sweat drop appearing on the side of his head, as he couldn't remember where. "The sandstorm was so strong at the time, that I don't remember the exact coordinates in which the treasure was located. They were in ruins though, so it shouldn't be too hard in finding those rundown structures, especially since they were so big."

In that moment, Kanix placed her hand on her face and ran it down the length of it, then flopped her hand into her lap. This made their job that much harder, since he did not recall where the location of the ruins or the treasure was. She grimaced and groaned a little, then sat up straighter and looked around, grabbing hold of Mura's shoulder.

"Hope you don't mind, but I'm going to see what you see," she stated bluntly, her eye glowing white, which allowed her to see through Mura's eyes.

"No, that can't be! This is far too close to the village and I don't see any ruins around the area; are you certain?" the client inquired.

"Shut up, why don'tcha?" Kanix ordered, a growl at the edge of her throat, though able to see what Kyuken and Mura were seeing. "I don't think that's your treasure; it's probably just some random cargo chest that was left behind when a caravan passed through. I'd say the sandstorm hit that caravan and caused it to reel for a bit, losing some of its valuables and luggage. We can take a look anyway. . ." With that being said, the woman pressed her heels into the sides of her pet and spoke something in Nirvit to the bird. Ancalagon tilted his body to the left a little and glided downward, shifting back to straight when he landed on the ground.

"All right, boys, let's see what's in this chest, why don't we?" she added, swinging her leg over and sliding off the thunderbird. She landed heavily on the hot sand and trudged through the thickness, stopping only when she reached the chest. Kanix lifted her right foot and slammed it into the chest, knocking it over and breaking the lock in the process. Its contents spilled out and onto the sand, revealing gems, coins, and various other valuables that was much like a pirate's booty.

@Mura Kensho , 752 words , counts as two posts

Holy fire burns again

the magic circle is all around it, burning like the innocence of love

"Treasure out here is likely to have been lost for decades, Mura," the Ace spoke solemnly in response to what the mage said. "I doubt anyone, other than treasure hunters, will want to come out here and risk their asses for some measly treasure." The woman shrugged her shoulders and turned back to Ancalagon as Mura sucked up the liquefied jewels, coins, and various other things into his travel bottle. She paid no mind to his actions, rather she walked back to her giant pet and climbed onto her position on the saddle. Her eye darted back to the Spirit Mage, then she patted the seat in front of her and waited for him to get back on. Once he was in his post again, the woman would click her teeth, signaling for Ancalagon to take to the skies again. Lifting his wings and beating them for a single time, the Thunderbird entered the air, stirring up the sandstorm in the process.

In the moment they had taken to the air, a sound similar to that of a whale echoed into the skies and caught Kanix's attention. She turned her head slightly and looked in the direction of the sound, staring into the darkness of her sight. "Mura, duck," the lady stated, raising a hand and shoving him farther down, behind Ancalagon's neck for safety. A large blast of sand rocketed toward the trio and the bird, blasting into the large beast and knocking him backward. He let out a screech of pain that emitted in the air, and out of reflex, Kanix jumped to her feet and grabbed her staff. However, her staff was just a staff now, no source of power came from it; the power was inside of her. Sparks of lightning crackled at the tips of her pointer fingers and she drew them together in slow circles, til they were large trails of lightning.

It crackled and sparked as she closed her fingers together against each other, then released the lighting from her right fingertip. The blast shot toward the sand whale just as it dove down into the sand, catching it by the tail and being absorbed. Kanix frowned, as she now realized the one disadvantage to the lightning spirits of her magic was that earth was stronger against them. "Mura, help me out," she ordered, jumping over him and climbing up to Ancalagon's head, where she stood proudly. Her fingers curled together again and she flung her hand forward, which brought about a whip made entirely of water. Reaching out with the hand, the water followed after, whipping the whale as it rose back from the sandy ground. Letting a pained cry, the whale drew in a deep breath to throw a blast of sand at the trio on the giant bird.

"Careful when attacking this thing, it likes to throw blasts of sand at you," the woman called to her partner.

"Are you kidding me? There are whales out her, too? Aren't the scorpions bad enough? Why are there goddamn whales out here?" the client exclaimed. He seemed to be going into a panic attack, resulting in Kanix turning around focusing on the man for a second.

"Shut your goddamn mouth for a fucking second, would you? I told you already to have faith in us! We're here to protect you and get your stupid treasure back! If you'd just have faith in us for a single--" Her sentence was cut off as the blast of sand caught her in the back, causing blood to trickle from her mouth. "Well, I was not expecting that," she stated in a rather calm tone of voice, though it was slightly choked by the blood. "If that's how it wants to play, then that's how we'll play. . ." Kanix turned on the beast and faced it once more.

@Mura Kensho , 643 words , counts as two posts

Holy fire burns again

the magic circle is all around it, burning like the innocence of love

Hearing Kyuken's question over the roar of the sandstorm, the screeching of her Thunderbird, and the calls of the sand whale, Kanix looked to him. To see that someone didn't know what a Thunderbird was oddly intrigued her; surely, their legend was told, no? Taking in a deep breath, the woman thought over what she was supposed to say to the spirit in answer to him. "Well, Ancalagon is a Thunderbird," Kanix began, wiping away the blood that had trickled from her mouth. "If you don't know what a Thunderbird is, they're legendary birds that were thought to create thunderstorms with their wings. From their eyes flash lightning and from their wings, the sound of thunder is created and resonates through the air. I'd continue on with the legend, but right now, we're amidst a battle and I don't think it's wise to tell a story."

The commotion from Mura caused her to look over to the duo though, watching as Mura and Kyuken merged together. She gave a small nod of approval toward the other shaman, then focused her attention back on the sand whale. Kanix sucked in a deep breath of air and her hands took form in front of her before she blew a stream of fire outward. While the duo attacked the sand whale with their own abilities, hers would strike down on the side of the beast. Again, the cry of pain echoed in the air and a grin spread wide over the shamaness's face when her spell ended. "A couple of more hits and I believe this whale will be down and out for the count, then we can move on in our job." However, the pain in her back was agonizing from the whale's attack and crippled her movement partially.

Her eyes widened as she watched the sandy world around them turn from grains of rocks to that of liquid water. She wasn't sure what to make of it at first, for surely the whale would have been stopped by the amount of water. In fact, it would have turned to mud, would it not have? No, of course not, for there it was, trying to swim along. It gave out a few cries of failure as it found itself unable to truly move through the water with ease, like it could in the sand. Kanix laughed at its measly attempts and sat down on the head of her Thunderbird, too in pain to do anything right now. Perhaps, she would let Mura have a bit of fun with the whale, since she knew it wouldn't take long for it to pass out. Crossing her arms over her chest and sitting crisscross with her legs, the woman silently watched her guild-mate.

Observing Mura attacking the sand whale caused Kanix to spread out her arms and close her eyes, breathing in deeply. Summoned around her was a golden ringlet as gold runes faded into view from where she sat atop Ancalagon's head. She murmured a few words in her native language, until all of the runes had locked down onto one and turned pink. From her place on the bird, a stream of blue light butterflies appeared and were cast out toward the shaman. They would envelop him in a circle and dissolve, until all that was left was a see-through barrier protecting him. This would last for a while, so he would not have to fear being hurt too badly if a spell managed to hit him. Kanix smiled softly and opened her eyes as the golden light around her faded and continued watching him.

@Mura Kensho , 602 words , counts as two posts

Holy fire burns again

the magic circle is all around it, burning like the innocence of love

It wasn't that her magic was imbued with the essence of spirits, but rather that her magic was holy to the point it felt like it. Yes, her magic had the ability to draw out spirits at her will, but she had no true use to use or abuse the spirits given to her. If they had wanted to, they could come out on their own and merge themselves with the magic of her power. So, if Mura had felt the presence of spirits within her magic, it was most likely that they were drawn out on their own. Of course, she had always had some sort of connection to the spiritual world and not just through her magic, but her lineage as well. Spirits were all around her, whether she liked it or not; she had no way of avoiding the spirits that involved themselves with her. They weren't bad spirits either, and considering her past as a Nirvit shamaness, it made sense to always be enveloped by them.

"The whale is made of sand, Mura; sand doesn't do so well when it's caught in water," she called out to him. "I mean, the sand basically turns to mud the moment it's soaked into the water, or at least it moves slower than normal. Have you seen how sand works under the ocean waters? When it's lifted and let go, it floats slowly to the bottom again. It might not soak up and become mud, but I believe that's because the sand there was designed not to. Sand up here is much different compared to the sand you find in the ocean, it's not as adept to water as its brethren." Sitting there, explaining things, probably wouldn't go over well with Mura, not when he was currently in a battle. She tried to keep her mouth shut most of the time, but otherwise would be there to chat if Mura wanted her to.

Watching Mura battle was quite intense to her, mostly because she had never seen such devastating weaponry in her life. Well, she had never seen a weapon in her entire life before because she was blinded before things like knives and daggers were used around her. She knew of acid being quite the formidable foe, considering that her sight had been taken that way, but other than that, no weapons. The swords he withdrew from his cloak were most definitely interesting to her, as they were oddly shaped and had strange abilities. For the most part though, he had managed to get the whale down, unconscious, and likely to not get back up anytime soon. Not to mention, but the destruction he had caused to the earth, by the whale's crashing, tore up the sand underneath it. This revealed several shiny objects in the distance and even another large treasure chest close to the whale.

@Mura Kensho , 479 words , ...

Holy fire burns again

the magic circle is all around it, burning like the innocence of love

It was very likely that the desert had some sort of magic power secreting through its ruins and grains of sand. However, Kanix wasn't sure if it secreted power at all, yet how else would the sand whale be a living creature? Something that was moving and made entirely out of sand had to be created by means of magic, no? She bit her lip and looked at the creature, though her eyes were quickly distracted by the treasure chest that had been torn up. In spite of being injured, the woman slid off Ancalagon as he landed on the ground and walked slowly over to the chest. Eyeing it warily, the woman looked to Mura, then crouched down to reach forward and flick open the chest. The moment she opened it? Disappointment settled on the woman's single eye as the chest was brought up empty.

Mura, on the other hand, had been far more distracted by the caverns underneath the whale, telling her he'd be back. She didn't say anything in return to his comment, rather, stuck by the fallen whale and the empty chest with anger. Quickly, she looked away from the treasure chest and stood back to her feet, sauntering over to Ancalagon as she waited for Mura. There was no reason for her to go down there and if her job partner needed her, then he could just scream for her. That's how most people got her attention anyway, by screaming her name and waiting to see if she would come. Always though, she would come to their rescue if they needed her to and would swift them away to safety. "Find anything interesting down there, Mura?" the woman called as the mage would come back up to the surface.

When Mura answered her, stating that none of the chests had anything in them, she frowned significantly at him. Despite having hit a jackpot, as some would call it, it was nothing more than hot air locked away in the containers. She sighed and climbed back onto to Ancalagon's back with the Merchant wrapping his arms around her waist again. "You're awfully handsy with me, dude," the mage stated, shifting to move his hands off of her waist and away from her. Her gaze shifted to Mura again, noticing how the mage seemed to be acting just a tad bit off from his usual demeanor. "Hey, Mura, is everything all right? Or is something the matter?" Her gaze never left the younger male as she spoke. She was a bit nervous for him, but perhaps she was just imagining things when looking at his paled skin.

@Mura Kensho , 440 words , ...

Holy fire burns again

the magic circle is all around it, burning like the innocence of love

Kanix didn't let her eyes drift away from the Fairy Tail mage, certain that something was up with him as of current. He didn't answer her though and instead had focused upon what his spirit friend was saying to him, which angered her slightly. She was the first one to ask, it was customary for the man to have answered her first and foremost, but she wouldn't let that get to her. With Kyuken asking all of the questions that she had already asked and stating that Mura needed a little rest, she looked away. Perhaps she was letting it get to her a little bit too much, but that was just how she was; she cared a little too much. Letting out a sigh, Kanix turned her attention back to what was dead ahead of them: absolutely nothing, but more sand. It was getting tiresome, but they had to find this caravan if they wanted to get out of this desert well and alive.

Hearing Mura complain about something being in the sand, Kanix glanced downward and looked for what was being looked at. Along the desert sand was a trail of blood, to which Kyuken had confirmed it was, in fact, the blood of something. She pursed her lips and thought it over, but figred if they didn't go down there, they would never know the truth. Pressing her heels into Ancalagon's sides, the blind mage shifted his course of direction to the desert plains below. "It's best that we check it out, even if it might not end up being what we think it's going to be," the mage stated. With that being said, she'd dip downward and land on the ground, sliding off of her pet and stepping on the desert sand. Kneeling down, the shamaness would press her finger to the redness, only to feel it moving beneath her and.

"Um. . . guys, I think there's something moving underneath the sand and I advise that you stay up high!" she called to them.

@Mura Kensho , 340 words , notes

Holy fire burns again

the magic circle is all around it, burning like the innocence of love

Kanix laughed aloud as she heard Mura spitting out some of the sand that was whipping around and against them. Admittedly, she was used to having this feeling on her body, so the sand didn't bother her as much as it bothered him. "Mura, please stay back; you're not feeling well, I can tell, and I don't want anything to happen to you down here!" she ordered. However, she had a feeling that Mura wasn't going to listen to what she wanted him to do and check out the chest anyway. As dangerous as it was down here, a chest was not something that he needed to worry about right at this instant. They could look at it later when whatever it was that was beneath the sand had gone away and they were safer. Not to mention that the poison in his blood had faded away and allowed for a better Mura on the job.

It turned out that the treasure chest Mura thought the object had been turned out to be part of a ruins beneath the sand. Yet, she wouldn't have been able to look at the ruins even if she tried, for the moment she made a move toward it, a beast rose from the sand. Kanix let out a scream as she was taken to the air with the beast, sliding down the falling grains of sand and landing back on the ground with a thud. Angrily, the woman stood to her feet and raised a hand, calling forth a spirit of water and whipping the stream at the beast. This voided its attack toward the client and Mura, forcing it to wheel around and face the Ace of Fairy Tail. "That's right bastard, you look at me!" she shouted at it, raising her hand to whip it at the beast again. The water whip smacked into its side again, pushing it backward before it came rushing toward Kanix again.

@Mura Kensho , 325 words , notes

Holy fire burns again

the magic circle is all around it, burning like the innocence of love

She was far from a damsel-in-distress and if that's how Kyuken wanted to label her, then the Ace would quickly show her prowess. The appraisal didn't affect her much, though she did smirk at the idea of doing a better job compared to Mura and Kyuken. To each their own, but the younger male and his spirit friend didn't help as much in her opinion as she had thought they would. Pulling the water-made whip back, the woman watched as it dissipated into nothing, turned on her heel, and quickly grabbed her staff from the hook on Ancalagon's saddle. Kanix shook her staff out in front of her, the feathers on its skull dancing with the motion of the man-made wind. They appeared to catch a light glow, a brighter white aura enveloping around the already pure, snow-white feathers. Each one began to seemingly pulsate and each pulsation flew outward until it was large enough that three 1.5-meter-long, crescent-shaped, light blades appeared.

Taking a step back, the shamaness bent her knees and drew up her hands into a roundhouse guard stance. This was quickly followed by a shift in posture, left leg raised, and she thrust her foot outward, sending one blade flying. Kanix swiftly fell back into the guard stance, shifted from her left to right leg, and repeated the same roundhouse kick on the next blade. A simple thrust forward of the heel of her palm sent the last of the blades flying straight for the chimera in front of her. As each blade flew toward the opponent, they would hit one by one, forcing the chimera backward and away from them. It cried out in pain as the first of the blades struck it in the side, the force knocking it backward a few meters. Before it could react, the second of the blades struck it in the side of the head, dazing the creature momentarily.

Kanix laughed aloud and dropped low into the guard stance against, except she did not make any move other than to shift her hands in front of her. Fingertips pressed together, she spread her fingers away from each other until a small opening was made between her forefingers and middle fingers. She would suck in a deep breath once her fingers were correctly positioned, until her cheeks puffed with some sort of element. Redirecting the sucked in atoms, the shamaness released a blaze of fire from between her forefingers toward the chimera. The chimera, on the other hand, angered by the blades attacking it, rushed the shamaness, only to be quickly stopped by Mura and the blaze of fire. Its eyes had grown wide with mild fear and it took a step back of its own accord, only to be struck by the remaining blade. Staggering on its paws, the beast shook its head and snarled at the trio of mages, eyes grazing over them in confusion.

In that moment, the sandstorm would seemingly pick up in speed with the motion of Mura's sword as he spun it around. Soon, a large hurricane was present in the vicinity, though not large enough that it would affect the entire land mass. The chimera was quickly lifted off its feet by the strong winds of the hurricane and sent flying into the air. Amazement baffled the young woman as she watched the chimera quickly thrown aside by one of Mura's spells. Just as she had though the chimera was done for, the beast came back around and launched itself at her partner. She wanted to intercept, but the speed at which the creature was running was far too fast and resulted in Mura being crushed. "Mura!" the Ace shouted out, growing wide-eyed as she noticed the young male buried beneath the creature, only to disappear.

His magical presence was still there, so he hadn't died and that was a massive relief to the woman, as she didn't want to have to bring him back to life. It would put too much of a toll on her to do such a thing, but if he had died, she would have quickly brought him back. However, the next thing she knew, a shape reformed over the chimera's bodice, blade pointing downward. Like that, Mura had materialized from the netherworld and drove his sword through the back of the chimera's neck. Everything around them went silent as the beast claimed its last breath and collapsed upon the earth. Kanix breathed out a sigh of relief and dropped the guarded stance that she was still in after the blaze of fire. "This should be the location of the caravan, but other than that, I don't see any signs of a transportation cart here," she stated.

"It appears that the caravan was buried under the sand already, but I recognize this place as where we were attacked," the merchant spoke up. He was still mildly shaky, but he had managed to climb down off of Ancalagon and make his way over to the two mages. "I know it's not the best place to be right now, but if you can find any lost treasure around here or bits of it from my caravan, I'll let you have those. In fact, I can even appraise any of the items that you've found on the travel as compensation for coming out here."

Kanix turned a little to look at the merchant, as this had been the most that the man had ever spoken during their time together. "I. . . we appreciate the offer, sir," the shamaness answered him, bowing slightly in return to the man's graciousness.

@Mura Kensho , 937 words , counts as three posts

Holy fire burns again

the magic circle is all around it, burning like the innocence of love

"Unfortunately, it seems that your caravan is no longer around here," Kanix spoke up after having thanked the man. "Either the sandstorms have swept it up, or the caravan is not in this area like you believed it to be. However, because this was the destination that you wanted to bring us to, we have completed our mission with you. We will escort you back to the desert village, but we will go no farther in finding where your caravan has gone to. I am sincerely sorry about the loss of your men, and I do hope that you have learned not to trek this path again. It'd be unfortunate if you went through here again, only to have the same occurrence as you did this time around." With that being said, Kanix turned toward Mura, who happened to bury himself into the sand to find things.

"That's understandable, ma'am; I did not come all of this way in hopes of finding my men alive and well," the merchant answered. "In all honesty, I had a gut feeling that my men would have been dead anyway, regardless of what I believed. The desert is far too grueling out here, that I don't expect anyone to be able to survive the viciousness of the sand and inhabitants. I do appreciate that you took the time of day to come out here with me and find any of my collectibles and possibly some of my men." The merchant gave a slight bow to the shorter woman, then began to walk back toward Ancalagon with more confidence.

"Mura, come along, we have to get back to the village and make sure that he doesn't get hurt on the way back," Kanix called to the shaman. "Also, stop acting like a goddamn ostrich because you aren't going to be finding anything looking that way."

With that being said, the woman turned away from her job partner and headed back over to her Thunderbird. She grabbed hold of the feathers on the back of his neck and pulled herself up and over, settling down on his back. Kanix extended a hand and helped the merchant up onto the saddle's back end, waiting for Mura to come over. Once all three and the cargo were prepared, she dug her heels into the sides of the majestic bird and set off. "If there's one thing I don't understand it's that I'm curious to know why people go headstrong into danger," Kanix stated to herself aloud. The beat of Ancalagon's wings roared over the sandstorm, coursing the bird and his cargo through the air and back to the village. Now that they were done with having to deal with all of the scorpions and snakes, and spiders and basilisks, they could go home.

@Mura Kensho , 465 words , notes