So a Demon and a Fairy are on the beach...

Thu Oct 27, 2011 6:03 pm

So a Demon and a Fairy are on the beach... Zarotpostimage2

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"I know the one thing you don't,
the one thing you need to save yourself,
And I'm willing to trade it,
For a simple favor."
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Let Only Silence Play For Now
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The waves lapped gently against the sand, rising only a few feet before falling back to the shore below. It was late summer, the first hints of fall rested within the breeze that rolled off the ocean. So peaceful and calm, but that would not remain for too much longer, this peaceful boredom. Already the scaffolding of war had been placed around many organizations, and plans were being made in dark places best left unseen by mortal eyes. How far those places were from where this man stood. Dressed in his normal black clothing, he may have seemed somewhat strange, standing here by himself on the beach. He appeared to be a young man somewhere in his twenties, a large black hate sat atop obsidian hair. He wore a long black coat, which was odd considering how nice it was out. Dark slacks and a black vest over a white shirt, and a black tie rounded out his outfit.

He was not young, and his red eyes spoke of being more than any human. Zarot stood alone on the deserted shore, an dark figure against the bright day and ocean, which reflected the light from the sun. Considering the weather, the day, and everything, it would probably have been strange that the beach was deserted. There were actually a few umbrellas, leaning towards the sun and tossing shade here and there. A half finished sand castle sat near the water line, the shovel that had been moving the wet earth stuck in the ground and the hand that had moved the shovel nowhere to be seen. It was as though whoever had owned these items had simply walked away from them, or vanished.

Zarot gave a small stretch and began to walk, following the line of the shore as he thought, his hands resting in his pockets and a subtle smile playing across his features along with the refracted light from the sea. He truly did enjoy the air here on Earth from time to time; so much more interesting than The Demon World with its confined feel as it geared up for war. Oh, Zarot knew, as Zarot always did. As Head of the Eighth Circle, it was his job to know the workings, comings, and going of every organization, including “his own” as he put it. His natural curiosity may also have played into that as well, but that didn’t matter so much at this point.

He figured he would not have to wait much longer. He had planted the seed of “friendship” a long while ago, and with war drawing close he figured he could cash in on this in his own way. He let out just the smallest pulse of his power; most likely, that would bring the person he was waiting for running. A most strange being with even stranger powers, it was something that Zarot had taken an interest in long ago and kept an eye on since. Could he make a real use of that power, or was it just another random thing that he had observed as he had many millions of things.

He stopped walking as he cast a glance back out over the sea. His gaze looked far beyond the horizon; he stood on the deserted coast of Australia, and he looked out far away towards Japan, the seat of power for so many organizations anymore. This time around, when K-World and Sin Fall launched their attacks, it was not very likely that Karakura Town and the island nation of Japan would be left alone as it had the last time. The real question was how exactly those events would come to play out, and whether he would actively participate this time around. He had not felt the need to on the last round; none of his plans had been changed with the fall of London and such. The events in Madrid were interesting to say the least, but they also had no baring; frankly, who ruled this planet did not concern him, it was just an interesting side game while the real game took a pause.

He would eventually have to make a move though; he could only sit on the sidelines so much and maintain control of his pawns and knights. He leaned and fell backwards, and as he did a chair rose from the shadow cast by one of the umbrellas, a simple chain with a high back made of what looked like dark stone or wood; it was actually made of solidified shadows. He sat easily in it, and waited. He was good at waiting; he had the patience of a saint. Maybe he stole that from someone, who knows. Patience came easy to him though, one way or another, since he had all the time in the world he never felt the need to rush things; As long as he played his cards correctly, he had nothing to worry about.

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Fri Oct 28, 2011 8:45 pm

Dolce was walking in the Australian beach. He was there because well He and Hoshi havent been getting along well and they decided to spend their vacations separately. Dolce chose Australia because Hoshi loved Europe and had gone there and they just wanted to spend time alone to think about things. Dolce sighed as he walked on the beach feeling the warm sand between his toes and heard the gentle lapping of the ocean waves. "This sure reminds me of home" he said as he started remembering things from Italy. "The only thing thats missing is him". By him Dolce did not mean Hoshi, he meant Zarot. Dolce had met zarot years ago and even though zarot didnt even pay attention to him that much it Zarot was the only person that made Dolce basicly melt. When ever Zarot was around Dolce just couldnt portray himself tough as usual but he acts like a fanboy.

As he kept walking in his swimming trunks back to his umbrella he noticed something strange. There was someone sitting under his umbrella, A white man dressed in all black, totally unusual since he came there alone. but as he got closer he felt something familiar, it felt like, like, like, ZAROT!! When he noticed this Dolce just started running as fast as he could at Zarot leaving a giant cloud of sand behind himself yelling "CA.. I MEAN ZAROT!!!"

Once he got close enough he lunged at Zarot with open arms hugging him and telling him ?Can you keep a secret best friend?"

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