Re: The Tresspasser meets Snow Wolf

Tue Jan 03, 2017 2:18 pm

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Thu Jan 05, 2017 2:08 am

RESTORER OF LIBERATION

Enter Nizhuan Zhouq

The Tresspasser meets Snow Wolf - Page 2 6EdIfMt

Song: Trick Or Chaos [METAL] - Artist: GHOSTBYOB

There was always something to observe in this new world. Every bit of this planet was rich with information that needed to be archived, preserved and used to store a vault of infinite knowledge to help expand the awareness of the mind. As, with this data that entered into consciousness of a person, a better understanding of this existence could be yield. And, from this comprehension of the world they live in, it is possible to perceive all of the forms of slavery and liberation which exist within it. Then, deeper beyond that, a person can gain insights into the endless forms of subjugation and freedom which blend and bleed into one another as the world isn't so black and white.

It is why the likes of our purple-haired devil weirdo was out and about within the depths of the Vastime Military as their Minister Of State. She was a mad woman who ruled with an iron fist, defended against internal and external clashes with a hellish might and was very keen on absorbing the information of her friends, allies and enemies alike to gain a stronger form of subjugation within this embodiment of order which exist in her enslaving existence.

The depths of her power lay in subjugating the reality and beings which lived within it, so why would she not be attracted to the feeling of another imposing their violent will upon another to subjugate them to their whims? Hence, it is the reason why this Hell Demon found herself emerging behind Mirja and pressing her right palm to the base of her neck. What was the intention of this move? Simple: to heel. While Nizhuan possessed enough energy to otherwise make the realm of the underworld bow to her call, the four foot seven menace channeled that prowess to create a technique which otherwise was designed to give a "warning" of sorts.

What would The Wolf be feeling right now? Nothing painful. Instead, it would feel as if the cosmic force of an entire moon's pressure was looming down and beginning to send a mental weight down upon her body. Nizhuan would NOT harm her physically, but her mind would begin to register the depth of this woman's power and she'd hopefully understand the type of fight she'd be in if she were to proceed with these actions. Hence, in the end, the action of bowing to her will would be the more logical course of events to follow unless she so desired to see what a proper Demon of Hell could do.

"Yooouuuuuu, Wolf. We have rules in this government, yes yes. And haphazardly intimidating peoples with the risk of mutilation because yoouuuuuuuu are furious? Ahhhhh, that's no good! No, no. Yooouuuuu will stop these actions or I will place you under arrest myself as Minister Of State."

There was a heavy oriental accent heard in the words that Nizhuan spoke, but the intent was clear: if The Wolf was going to keep up her current course? It wasn't going to end well for her if this Hell Demon had anything to say about it. So, to that effect, Nizhuan would snap her fingers and motion for her energy to begin exuding from the bottom of her feet. A smog of plum light, resembling a mist of fog, would begin to overflow and cover the body of Hiyashi so that The Hell Demon could remotely protect them if things went south. Although she didn't care much for him on a personal level, she was here to enforce subjugation and to that end she would make sure he would not see his end under the laws of this nation.

"Yoouuuuuuu, boy. Disappear and escape from here before you croak."

That's all Nizhuan had to say to that. If he was going to stick around, it would be in his best interest to stay close to this demon side's or move out the way if The Wolf got violent.

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Thu Jan 05, 2017 8:05 pm

He could feel the amount of anger she was holding back, it almost felt like a bomb getting ready to explode at any moment.
HAYDEN! I swear to Soul King if you don't come get this vapid living carcass right now he will lose the middle part of that title!" she screamed into the city.

Hiyashi was scared shitless at that point he could feel the anger she was letting out into the city, he also was fearing for his life. The thought of being pummeled to death by the wolf was a fate almost worse then fighting a hollow or arrancar.

Luckily he was saved

He saw a mysterious woman with purple hair appear behind the wolf and put her palm on the base of her neck, hiyashi wondered if it was a unique ability she had to calm people down or to subdue her target for a short while.
Hiyashi could feel a purple smog envelop around him, it felt like a shield of some sort to protect him if things took a wrong turn. He assumed she was either the person who ran the place while hayden was absent or his second in command.

As he saw this whole event unfold, the woman looked at hiyashi and said
"Yoouuuuuuu, boy. Disappear and escape from here before you croak."

Hiyashi was allowed to stick around if he stayed with the demon, after all she was the one who saved his life. Or he could stay back if he she and the wolf would be do combat.
Hiyashi decided the smart thing to do was to move as far away from them as possible so he wouldn't be injured in the process.

Fri Jan 06, 2017 3:43 pm

Mirja, The Mad Wolf

Mirja

Mirja's anger was hot and surface, so the chances of her actually mauling the person in front of her were pretty low. However, someone rescuing him was still a good idea before he pissed her off further and her delicate self-control snapped. And thus, he was saved, although not exactly by Hayden. But a cute girl who seemed to hop to reach Mirja's neck and then suddenly Mirja had trouble staying on her feet. There was a disparity, between mind and body. Body knew that pressure alone only went so far with her as she was these days, but mind was confused and missed that memo, so she was still on her feet while the two fought over what was real, however the on her feetness was tentative at best. This was the power of the cute oriental girl that Hayden called a friend. Regardless of how you looked at it, few things in this world could be considered a threat when she was around and playing the big sister role. It made her feel less bad about the state of Vastime.

However, her personality was not under the crushing pressure, and she did bring up one of the wolfish quips that so made her, her.
"Here I thought the rules stated I was allowed to threaten whatever I wanted as long as I didn't actually intend to carry out said threat. But, if they do indeed claim I am not even allowed to make my idle threats, I'll just leave the situation in the capable, beautiful hands of you, My Lady" Mirja would have curtsied if she was confident that she could get back up after bobbing, the...whatever that had push such a pressure on her everything was still holding her fast to the ground. If she had to fight this girl, even even spar her, it would end catastrophically. "I'll be good. Promise"

Coding Altered From: [The Frost]