[i ‘The humans need to be stopped.’] That was the main thought running through Alicia’s mind. Ever since word came of a new possible war stirring among the humans, those of mystical origin have been keeping a closer watch on them. [i ‘How selfish and idiotic can a species get? They can’t just kill themselves off anymore. They truly have to bring everyone else down with them.’] Since this war had become increasingly more inevitable, those who dwell in the shadows of human society started up new factions to discover the best way deal with this threat.
The one problem was that they’ve developed the weaponry to not only destroy each other, but the entire world many times over. Another was that they were foolish enough to actually use it. [i ‘Can’t take your eyes off them for a mere century or two without them causing trouble. It’s time they’ve learned their place.’] Meanwhile the faction leaders were having another meeting, one of them being her Uncle Renkoku.
While they deliberated, no one could enter without a summons and the barrier would block any indication of an outdoor protest. Rather than idly waiting outside the building, Alicia was training her naginata skills in the forest grove. Her blade was an enchanted weapon. Depending on the enchantment, certain ones were hard to come by. Although hers wasn’t extremely rare, it would definitely take humans by surprise. Depending on their decision regarding what’s to come, she may need it.
Looking up at the sky, she could tell the number of hours that have past. If a decision still had not been reached, they would most likely take a brief intermission soon. In preparation to head back, she shrunk down her naginata so that she could place it through upper part of her ear as a scaffold piercing. Although the volume shrunk, it actually just became more dense.
Right as she unleashed her ebony wings to take flight, the Unity Crest suddenly shone before her. The distinct glowing orb then announced [b [i “Alicia Kazeki of the Divine Retribution Faction, you have been summoned to appear before the council. Are you ready for teleport?”]]
She folded her wings back behind her and answered, [#efb639 “Yes, I am.”]
A soft shimmer enveloped around her. Her previous surroundings faded as quickly as the Conference Hall formed around her. Once fully materialized, she could see the tension emanating within the eyes of the leadership before her. After giving a respectful greeting, Alicia tried to make sense of whatever she could.
Although the heads of all factions stood before her, there was a clear divide among them. Various sects seems congregated around two in particular. The one she belonged to and partially led by her uncle, the Divine Retribution Faction. The other was the Peace Pact Faction, though those human coddling idealists were better known as the Preachers. [i ‘The humans need to take their place under our guidance and supervision. It’s not like we plan to exterminate them.’]
Closer to where she stood, there were a handful of others that she, for the most part, recognized being either a Preacher or one of her own. Apparently, this mass summons was needed to break the standoff. The only question now was how.
Alicia looked toward Uncle Renkoku for hints, yet found nothing but simmering frustration and concern within his gaze. Although many may misunderstand his stoic nature and fail to see the glimmer of prevalent emotions, Renkoku has mostly been like an open book to his niece. However, he purposely seemed to be keeping any indication of the situation to himself.
Before long, a pathway opening up among the leadership for someone to come through. An elder centaur walked up from the mass of faction leaders in order to address those before him.
[b [#7d5a1c “Thank you for answering our call. These desperate times call for answers. However, we must not make those in haste. Both of your factions have made valid points that have caused a split in opinion. Therefore, we invite you here to be the final voice.
As much as we cannot tolerate such devastating destruction that is on the way, we must take into consideration that humans are sentient beings. In order to distance ourselves, we built our society within the shadows of theirs. However, in regards to the fate of the whole, we shall not pass judgement or attempt formal contact without at least attempting to understand their reasoning.
With this said, three representatives from each of the opposing factions have been selected to go investigate the state of humanity. Report back to us your findings and final decision based on what you’ve witnessed. You all must reach a consensus as a whole. You are given two hours to prepare for your travels. We shall send another summons once that time has come. Finer details shall be given then.”]]
[h1 Riley & Rulian] [pic http://i.imgur.com/Qx4FlSkm.jpg]
The council of Elders, the long awaited gathering of many of the oldest members of the supernatural beings, many founded leaders of the factions they now represent. It was here however a stalemate was. The air was tense, but it seems far more tense then even the usual gathering of beings. guards were here, and yet no one was allowed a weapon. They had all been disarmed by the guardians. Tension between the factions were arising and no one seemed to be able to diffuse it as arguments went back and forth about what to do about the third world warm humanity would soon be bringing upon itself.
that was why the council had a meeting as it was, Humanity. the Thorn constantly in the side of the supernatural beings. It was because of the supernatural humanity had evolved and educated themselves in the first place. It was because of the supernatural that humanity had survived, and how does humanity repay them? by forgetting them, by driving the creatures into the shadows and those who revealed themselves were taken and experimented upon or worse killed and ripped apart piece by piece jut to study them.
History had taught one thing. that humans couldn't be trusted what so ever. If one was to shift through the grand Library in Alexandria, not the one humans figure was buried under the waters of the Mediterranean Sea, but the one far below the surface only accessible to the supernatural they would find the real story of what had happened in the past written in first hand account by many people all collected within a single volume, whispered about in rumors and dust.
It tells of how the supernatural creatures Ruled the world even before humans appeared. It was the appearance of humanity that had the supernatural curious and flourished humanity in places of culture, human history only taught it as ancient civilizations. Egypt, China, Japan, Mesopotamia, the Americas, even as far advanced as Greece and Rome, even Carthage. It was then the supernatural understood what they had done. They had created a creature that could not be contained, and so a war broke out between the two. The supernatural however lost and so disappeared into the shadows to be long forgotten by humanity and the world.
The part not found that was not written in there however was in memory for those old enough to remember. The supernatural used humans as slaves, cheap labor and a resource. Like they were nothing more then stone or animals meant to be herded to destruction. The humans at first treated the supernatural as Gods, even considered them as such, but that would end eons later with the death of the first Supernatural by human hands. It was the start of a revolution and would go down into the human's history as the separation of the people under Moses from Egypt's ruler. They would find freedom and spread all around the world forcing the supernatural to adapt and quickly.
Some places however considered them still gods and treated them as such, but word got around and those in charge killed humans, only to have humans turn on them. It was then the war started, and it seemed the supernatural would win with their powers and stronger abilities, however humans won by sheer numbers alone.
The Guardians, Sentinels, gatekeepers. The group of guardians for the council that were placed when the supernatural were first forced into the shadows. The creatures were forged from iron, fire, and blessed by all the elements and would forever be tied to the earth. No magic could pass them if they so wished, no matter what damage you did to one it always seemed like nothing more then a scratch to them. The great beings were the reason the barrier stood in place around the council now. In total there were twelve of them like the hour marks of a clock.
They were considered the timeless watchers of the supernatural and would forever protect their makers. They stand twenty feet tall, and weight well over sixty tons each. Their only noticeable difference is each one carries a different weapon upon their back, however they do not draw these weapons ever. Instead they use the magic they are provided by the council to form any weapon themselves that can come into mind. to make matters worse they also shift around the positions so if ever a sentinel is destroyed it would be reformed in but a few moments to keep up the fight in a different spot.
The council setting was not one inside a building, or one of grandeur, but a simple thing. They all sat inside Stonehenge. While to human eyes would seem like nothing more then a gathering of stones in a circle, it was in fact a massive structure tower that was hidden from the human eye. Held in the sky by a bit of magic the tower was made of marble stone, having a with of three hundred and sixty five stones, with every ninety-one row having a single extra stone at the top. from base to top was sixty stones accept for the few extra. The tower was significant to mark the year.
The council seemed to be going back and forth bickering about which idea they should do to solve human's own destructiveness and a potential way to stop humans for doing any more wards upon itself and damage the world even more. A few spoke up about sending humans away from earth, others said to wipe them completely off the face of the planet and commit mass genocide. It was then hand hit the stone desk that was in front of him, however the stone shattered its dust settled around the group. A male stood up and looked around the room stunned looks upon their faces.
The council member that had stood up started to speak was of an unknown origin, he only went by the name of Anu and everyone knew he was the oldest of their kind. He was also known for his reputation as the god of Gold. The one of the few who would be around it seemed forever.
[#dd722c "World war three is starting, and yet we sit around and do nothing to end this. We have heard the ideas of all the factions, and yet we can not agree. The two with the best ideas are the Divine Retribution faction and the Peace Pact Faction. Between these two alone however there is a stale mate. If we do not decide this soon we will have a war on our hands and nothing can stop it at that point."
"I say we vote upon these two ideas, and if necessary we will bring in other ideas later on."]
The male once again sat down to look across the group, but it wasn't long until voices of uproar started, however it was then a booming voice came from outside. It was the voice of the sentinels. whos voices could be heard ringing even in the stone.
[+blue "Decide soon as war is bound to fallow anyway."]
It was then the twin leaders of the Divine Retribution faction stood up.
[+fuschia "I call for a vote."]
The council was solidly even, it was the downfall of having an even number on a council there was either a tie or a very over powerful choice.
[+fuschia "The vote is even."]
the room became even more tense, the factions all look to their left and their right with nothing being given away on their face. The sentinels' voices once again boomed from the stone.
[+blue "So bring forth members of each faction and send them into the human world. Allow them to gaze upon humanity and make their own judgments. They will count as the final vote, but must come to a group consensus. Not a single one of them can vote for the other side."]
The council all stood up and agreed. The first to pick was the peace pact faction. His voice came out as a husk very dark and earthy tone. [b "My first pick shall be Andrenna."] the group then turned to the set of twins whom had a devilishly wicked smile on their faces.
[+fuschia "We choose Alicia."]
The look the twins received from Renkoku the girl's known uncle was one of stun and accomplishment. The twins looked to the man as well. One put his hand to their lips a devils smile still upon their face.
It was then again the room's attention turned to the PPF.
[+fuschia "Pick your next person anakir."]
the male took a long moment and called a name. [b "Tsuki."] Nodding Riley and Rulian both looked to Renkoku and waved their hand to the man as eyes of the room turned on him. His voice boomed out across the room.
[#25653e "We in the DRF choose Azreal."]
it was a blow to the group.
Azreal the angel of death was believed to be in his own faction, so to side with the DFR was meaning their faction was growing and at a far faster rate then even the council predicted at the start of it. The eyes of the group once again turned to Anakir, who only turned to his partner and then back to have a blank face his eyes dead locked on the twins as he spoke. [b "We choose Yatsu."] a fellow super natural like Azreal, believed to be a loner it also meant that the peace pact faction was also growing far faster then the council thought.
The room once again turned to the twins, they however waved their hand again to Renkoku, who looked at the council. Tension was high, and the air seemed to be stifled with both anticipation and a threat itself loomed. One could stand a horseshoe in the air with how tense the room was. The male cleared his throat a few times and finally spoke out. His deep voice bouncing off the stones as his final words hit the members.
[#25653e ”We also choose Anathuil and Anethe."]
Everyone looked to the twins in astonishment and confusion. It however was Anakir who's voice spoke first over all others. [b "This is an outrage Anathuil and Anethe are leaders and are two different people."] The twins looked to each other with a smile and locked hands. Their forms seemed to merge together intertwining and mingling to a single solid form. Standing where the twins were was a single being much larger then should be. wings white as pearl folding behind the person. Horns produced from its spine and behind its ears.
[+fuschia "We are one person who chooses what form we take nothing more nothing less."]
quickly splitting back into the twins the council all seemed now to understand why the twins were never separate from one another.
It was then the booming voice of he Sentinels once again come over the tower.
[+blue "Summoning the members that are not already here. Anathuil, Anethe step into the center."]
the twins stepped into the light and upon their person hung their weapons. Anathuil had two single handed battle [https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1d/c3/c3/1dc3c321ae197cf8ba2d502d09fc1403.jpg axes] made of obsidian. both hung on either side of his hip. Anethe had a single handed [http://img07.deviantart.net/dcd7/i/2013/365/4/9/of_dorothea_s_rapier_by_vampiire666-d706l87.png Rapier]. Attached to his left side hip and a single [https://i.pinimg.com/736x/61/c9/36/61c93683645a21069f26f722b464fb0c.jpg Nodachi] blade upon his back which sat as high up as he could but still touched the ground.
It was then the other five were summoned. Hearing the explanation of what would happen he left and would prepare. Standing from their seat both Rulian and Riley stood up and joined the group at the center. It was a quiet hush as all eyes watched the pair.
[h1 Andreana] [pic http://i66.tinypic.com/11r7tyw.jpg]
Despite being on very good terms with the Peace Pact leader, she had not been granted access to the council nor its debate. Even the Peace Pact leader did not not give away not a single word about what had gone about in the council meetings. All she could do was wait until the council reached its decision.
Normally Andreana would not pay attention to the council meetings, for they usually didn't debate things that were that interesting. But this debate, it was both highly interesting and important. This debate was about the fate of both the supernatural race and the human race.
The human race, to put it lightly, was a curious race. They had first believed in the supernatural race as gods and goddesses, for the supernaturals had decided to experiment and create humans just for the fun of it and then use the humans as slaves. Of course using humans as slaves in hindsight turned out as a bad idea for these same humans rebelled. This led to an all out war, where the constantly evolving and numerous humans drove out the supernaturals back into the unknown.
And now the humans had decided that it was ripe enough to have another world war. The first and second world wars had not been that bad, in comparison to what might happen in the up and coming third world war. Not only did all the various human countries have weapons which could level entire cities in one big mushroom cloud, the humans also had people with the willpower to use such weapons of mass explosion and irradiation against the other humans.
It was such a mess.
But until the council came up with a decision on what to do, one could only wait.
For Andreana, waiting consisted of meditating. She had even built herself a room specifically to meditate in. A sound proofed room with grass, flowers, windows to let in either the light of the sun or moon, and even a small river flowing through it.
In the center of the room was a rock. It was just above ankle height, and all of its sides were rough except the side pointing towards the ceiling. That surface was smooth, one could drag a hand across the top and just feel as it skimmed along the cold surface. That was where she sat cross-legged and with closed eyes, her entire body relaxed as she meditated.
And then she heard something. Andreana's ears pivoted upwards and rotated to the source of the noise, followed by her eyes slowly opening and then her head rotating so it was facing in the same direction as the ears.
Well well well, a glowing orb with the Unity Crest had appeared into existence. And not only did it know how to teleport, but it also knew how to speak.
A summon from the council? Now this was interesting. Had the council not been able to come to some sort of conclusion for a course of action, and now required some of the more influential influentials from each faction to come to a decision?
Andreana stood up. She didn't need to stretch, for her entire body had been completely relaxed during the entirety of the meditation. She walked out of the meditation room, and grabbed her wooden staff and a small dagger which she attached to the right side of her hip before walking back inside the room.
[#3d1256 "Now I'm ready to teleport."]
And just like that, the orb and Andreana disappeared from the room.
It took less than a second to appear in the Conference Hall.
Andreana could just feel the atmosphere of tension surrounding the whole council. The constant eyeing across the council, especially between the Peace Pact and the Divine Retribution Faction. Bad blood would be too strong an expression to use, but the two factions definitely did not like what the other's idea concerning the solution for humans was.
She hadn't been the only one summoned. There were a few others, one of them being her step-sister.
Andreana did not have too much time to think over everyone who was summoned for a centaur came into the midst. He did appear elderly, but old centaurs were extremely wise.
This, this was interesting to hear. They'd be sending out a delegation to go out to "investigate the state of humanity". After the investigation was concluded, the delegation would then be the ones who would make the decision of whether the humans could be reasoned with or should be enslaved once again.
Three from the Divine Retribution Faction, three from the Peace Pact. Either there would be a hard stalemate, or quite the row with each side attempintg to convince the other.
This would be fun.
[h1 Yatsu] [pic https://78.media.tumblr.com/c487f15cddcd09e0724f58d3326abbcf/tumblr_p2rsn1JMWQ1u2lyiwo1_500.png]
[h3 [center Enter Yatsu Chikushou]]
[b Yatsu had found himself alone in a calming peaceful serene courtyard. He was preparing for his duties today as a guard. It was all in part of repaying his debt to the Peace Corp.
Yatsu had laid with legs crossed sipping from his cup. With a laid-back meditative smile on his face. He had taken a small breath before standing to his feet. He had thrown his cup into the air watching hurl as drew his short swords in quick succession. Catching the cup at the flat of his cold blade. Taking another quickened breath his eyes had widened and his meditative aura had been cut away. As he tossed it up once again slashing his way through the cup before he began his usual routine.
"Left and right forward step and lunge parry block and pierce." He had begun to quicken the pace as his mind was unable to keep up with his rapid speed. As a Yashka he began to feel his blood boil in hopes of a conflict today. His mind had begun to leave him as he lost himself into his swords.
There he was in the cliffside years ago. He had caught wind of a mighty riot of warriors being quelled by men and women in armor. "The peace corp" not that Yatsu had known who they were. All he knew was they were in his way along with that riot. Sure he could go around and it'd be awfully simple of the man to do however that wasn't the way of Chikushou of his father. Or the way of Yaksha his mother but more importantly it wasn't the man whom he was.
Running in he began to weave through the ranks. Carving a path through rioter and peacekeeper alike with a mad look behind his elegant swordplay. Cutting straight through he left his flanks wide open though any man who closed the distance he cut down just as quick. Reckless was the demon blocking each flank with each blade. Yatsu had spotted two glints of steel from his left and right. Twisting his body he slashed at each blade the edges cutting his shoulders. Whoever they were? They were quick and plenty strong too. The duo had rushed in shoulder bashing the demon out of the crowd sending him flying.
Sliding through the dirt he had dug his heels in stabbing the ground to slow his momentum. The two at blinding speeds charged the demon. "So this were peacekeepers huh? Can't back down now" he had barely blocked each swing. They in unison had kicked him again back as he let out a wheezed chuckle.]
[+maroon Ngn.. Not half bad! Brother and sister, I take it? You both do look awfully alike!]
[b Blonde with fair skin and blue eyes a little too pretty to be on the battlefield but they seemed determined and older than they appeared. The two had ignored the demon circling him slashing from all ends as he struggled to keep up. He was still a young Chikoshou swordsman he was strong and he was fast plenty sturdy too but he was inexperienced.
He had begun to pant as he pushed his body into hysteria to push the two back. Gripping his blades tightly these two weren't just any old officers were they? Just who were they? "No time to think or I'm dead" he began to slow down as he parried each blade he began to receive more and more wounds.
The two opposing swordsman wielding long blades had begun to grow more aggressive. No longer had they worried about a core defense charging and bashing through the demon. The brother was the one to close the distance for a finishing blow. Yatsu had shifted to the side to put distance between him and the girl using her brother as a shield he clashed with him wielding both blades.]
[+blue ... So that is your trick demon? Cut me down with both blades before my sister takes your life?!]
[b Yatsu had smirked as he twisted his blades pushing the mans blade up along with his own. He couldn't overpower him without giving up his own blades this was the best he could do. Grabbing the massive blade on his back he swung the sword down hacking the boy into two.]
[+maroon No for you I was sure it would take three blades.]
[b The woman had cried out in pain and anguish as she charged the wounded demon. Only wielding a greatsword now Yatsu charged her and at the last moment had let out a blood-curdling roar. It wasn't to scare the woman to prepare himself for what came next. Raising his hand at the last moment he let her blade run through the palm of his hand. Charging through he felt his smile widen as he slammed his hand to the hilt of her blade the sword now gashed into his shoulder. She had struggled and grunted trying to pull the blade out but it was stuck into his bone raising his greatsword he smiled. Slashing his blade down she had backed up as the sword slashed her body. She unlike her brother was still in one piece all slashed up. As she crawled Yatsu slashed her legs with a smile.]
[+maroon You two were honestly superior swordsman. I have a lot left to learn I guess I'll enjoy killing someone as talented as you.]
[b Yatsu had given the panicked prodigy a bow before yanking her blade out. One arm limp he approached the woman before an older man had entered the fray with a sword to his side and several troops by him as well.]
[+maroon Reinforcements? This will be fun!]
[h3 [center Present Time]]
[b Yatsu had found himself sweating and taking several long breaths of air of breath. He lost himself to that day again hadn't he? That was the day he learned those two were being groomed by the peace corp as blades of peace A contradiction but one Yatsu understood though he wasn't one for peace himself nor was he one for spite, however. He knew that peace took strength to help others feels safe. Those two were most likely to become the greatest swordsman the world had seen if given enough time and he robbed that from them. Killing the brother and the sister? Too traumatized to ever wield a sword again.
He was arrested in his wounded state and yet? That old man had spoken on his beha-
His thoughts were cut off as his surroundings had begun to change around him. Teleportation? What? Why was he being summoned here? He wasn't sure what was going on. Was he needed for something? Either way, he would await orders to repay his debt.
This wasn't too atone for his sins but to settle things even. Demon as he was he still had a sense of honor and duty to those he had owed. That was how his mother and his fathers family had worked.]
[+maroon Why would they call a guard like me by name? Things have been weird since that old man kicked the bucket.]
[b He had sighed and rubbed the back of his head. He didn't get a good feeling from this but luckily it was only his job to swing around a sword if needed. He'd leave the heavy thinking to the others if he could.]
[h1 Azrael] [pic http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x253/Aangskate/20180720_105856.jpg]
The sky was cloudy and growing increasingly dark. A young girl, in her early twenties, hesitated under the tree she had been reading under. The weather report had said it was going to be a clear and sunny day, but these clouds looked ominous. Perhaps she’d have to abandon her quiet spot for the shelter of her home.
Azrael was crouched over the dark cloud he had formed. Watching. Waiting. All around him, the storm was growing. Thunder vibrated through him and peels of lightning began to flash around him. Then suddenly it was raining, a torrential downpour that slapped against the dry ground below.
It was too late. The girl’s brief window of opportunity was gone. She huddled against the tree, trying to find some shelter under its broad branches. A slight shift of the wind, and she would be drenched anyways. But that would be the least of her problems, Azrael thought.
An ache pulsed through his hand and he looked down. In his palm, blackened skin stood out against his pale skin. The darkness began to extend to his fingertips. Tendrils of black slowly crawling their way up his fingers like snakes. The power to take life rested in a single touch from this hand.
“I know, I know, it’s time.” He mumbled. The gods were impatient, and this girl’s time alive was expiring. He had a job to do. He stood up, preparing to drift down in the cover of his cloud.
Suddenly, a yellow light flashed before him, an orb bearing the unity crest. Then it started to play its message in a loud pitch, “Azrael, Angel of Death, you have been summoned to appear before the council. Are you ready for teleport?”
“Very subtle,” Azrael said. Down below, the girl had caught sight of the bright glow of the orb. Subsequently, she saw Azrael, in his true form. He was terrifying and beautiful to behold. He was tall and broad, and his pale skin had a grey tint. His eyes flashed, his irises a solid black. He wore a large black robe, with intricate designs in silver thread, depicting scenes of horror and death. His hood was down, revealing his wild hair, which was also black. The wind tossed his hair and long strands lashed out violently around his face. The most impressive part of him though, were his wings. They expanded up and out, larger even than his body. His large, silky feathers were shiny and black. The lightning flashing around him reflected off the feathers, making it seem like he was glowing.
The girl was terrified, staring up at him, shaking as she huddled against the tree. Azrael could see the whites of her eyes and heard her let out a whimper. Her mind could not comprehend what her eyes were seeing, but she felt cold just from looking at him.
“You won’t die today,” Azrael said to her, his voice booming. He sighed and turned to the orb, “Let’s get this over with. I’m ready to teleport.”
In a flash, he was gone. The storms began to dissipate. The girl stayed huddled under the tree for a long while, shaking and sobbing and thanking the gods for her narrow escape.
[h1 Tsuki] [pic http://i.imgur.com/RHxnTUL.jpg]
She watched as the white puff of smoke disappeared in front of her face. Taking another dose of the toxicity, she let it sink into her senses as she exhaled it through her nostrils. Tsuki was perched on the balcony, sitting cross legged on top of the wooden bars. She stared at the sky, it looked serene as ever but felt a bit crestfallen. Flicking the end of the cigarette bud to rid of the access remains, she reached for the glass of wine placed right next to her. Taking a sip of the bittersweet liquid, the faint taste of pomegranate lingered with an overwhelming tart bitterness on her tongue. Something like this was not enough to get her mind distracted.
There was a problem at front, a serious problem. The humans are starting to feel uneasy once again, a WWIII might be upon them which could lead to the destruction of the entire mankind, even themselves. Her lips pursed at the thought taking another huge sip of her wine. Humans often frustrated Tsuki at times, with their irrational behavior. Slavery, genocide, the holocaust. She couldn't understand the reason for many atrocities in human history, even hers. Course the supernaturals weren't angels either, in a metaphorical sense.
What was the reason for this ridiculous war, she doesn't know. If only she could slap the heads for whomever came up with this genius idea, get them to fix their silly feuds. If only it were that easy. Now Tsuki doesn't hate humans, she actually quite likes them. Observing humans is one of the things she enjoys the most. Their cultures, their way of living, their systems and ideology, everything about them was fascinating to her. Even their flaws and their sense of cruelty is something she finds interesting. Tsuki would often go to the human side of the world and just watch, for hours on end. She admires their creativity and advancements.
The humans and the supernatural have a lot in common, even their ideologies are quite similar at times. She chuckled softly at the thought, if she ever mentioned it to a few certain individuals, she would definitely be heckled down without a second thought. She sighed, hopping off the bars as she tossed her cigarette to a nearby waste bin.
Tsuki continued to drink her wine as the council came into her mind. They were having a meeting about what actions needed to occur. What steps are needed to be implemented to stop the upcoming disaster. She hummed softly, the peace pact and the divine retribution would definitely be at each other's throat. They were after all, on the opposite ends of the spectrum. The ideas were completely opposite in a somewhat extreme way in Tsuki's opinion. If only they could compromise into something that's ideal and not too far fetched. She never thought she would be a part of the peace pact, course her ideas are more towards that group rather than the other but she was no preacher either. She couldn't possibly be all Saint like, unlike her sister who seems to fit exactly what the peace pact image holds.
These two groups were constantly on bad terms, as long as she remembers. Although, Tsuki doesn't like to keep up with these exhausting feuds or petty attitudes, it was mentally draining and just takes too much effort. She likes to get to know the other group instead, more along the lines of having a nice relationship rather than a chaotic one. She certainly has some friends or acquaintances in the DRF. It makes trying to negotiate a whole lot easier and frankly, having different friends with different mindset is much more entertaining rather than sticking to one group. Not that she doesn't have any in her own group, she has quite a few if she recalls. Though, she doesn't go to these meetings often as she hates just sitting there listening to everyone yap about the same thing, not like she could go to this one.
She walked in her room and up by the wall is a huge painting of explosive colors and several different events happening all at once. Her eyes scan over the canvas as her heartbeat increases and her mind is racing into a frenzy. A melancholy scene that implodes with creativity and a colorful piercing image with vivid pictures that creates an artistically destructive scenery. It gives a prickling sensation down Tsuki's body, it was just simply, "Beautifully chaotic." Her voice was to a whisper, placing down her glass of wine, "Right mom?"
Tsuki got this painting in the human world, another reason why she fancies the humans. They have magnificent imaginations.
Her ears twitched as she frowned. She looked behind as she saw a glowing orb, a unity crest before her. She sighed, clicking her tongue in irritation. This broke her enjoyment time as she was just starting to relax into her own world. She was needed. As her frown deepened, she crossed her arms. This didn't make sense. Did the council not make a decision? Frankly why would they, she knew they wouldn't get anywhere with their constant feud. It reminds her of the humans in a way.
They must have come up with something, besides a solution, if they needed her. Why else would they need her? "Fucking crap.." she muttered. She couldn't refuse anyway as she was teleported there already, her body disappearing in seconds. She came to a hall and sighing once again she walked into a room. This was not how she planned her day. She saw a few people there, and she recognized them. Sooner or later her sister walked in and she rose her brow. Giving her a small smile she looked at the centaur explaining to them what will happen. She looked at the people chosen and noticed a leader will be attending with them, but not a leader from their side. Tsuki wasn't sure if this was a tactic but chose not to delve into it. After all, it's all equal votes anyway.
"This should be intriguing," she muttered under her breath.