[Ziamichi] Big Brother Tempus [APPROVED, 2-2]

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B A S I C ; ; I N F O R M A T I O N

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True Birth Name: Bogdan, Vladimir Lazar
Assumed Birth Name: Harrow, Ophelia
Shinigami Birth Name: Shadowrest, Veritus
Vizard Name: Kaine, Nemo
Iramasha Name: Forpath, Ventus
Chosen Name: Tempus
Aliases: Rosuto, Kihaku - Teenage School Boy
Kowaku, Migoto - Teenage School Girl
Arashi the Tempest - Weather Nut
Lemirage, Francois - French Artist
Steingut, Engel - German Idol
Agua, Pierro - Professional Spanish Mime
Cole, Edward - English Nobleman
Kokoro, Tsumeko - Female Assassin
Yaiba, Rosuto - Male Blackmarketeer
Misskey, Latuma - Jewelery Expert [Androgynus]
Title: Sora no Megane [Glass in the Sky]
Gender: Supposedly Male
Age: 1200
The Host Race: [Human/Shinigami/Vizard] Iramasha

Appearance: Tempus, as he names himself, is a strange being. His looks vary from outfit to outfit : person to person. However, if he sheds all of it, the illusions, the disguises, the looks, he turns out a rather decent man. With bowl cut blonde silver hair, almost feathery light as he twists and turns, the male seems to be pretty androgynous by nature in his looks. His face is soft, and his skin peachy and cute : the male's body is curved and femine, but lanky by male standards. He's a master of changing mannerisms, and he can act any way he chooses. The male can wear anything he chooses as well, as all colors seem to fit his skin tone and looks.

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P E R S O N A L I T Y; ; T R A I T S

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Personality: The core of the person, of all of these names, is rather complex. Traumatized early, his mind shut down reality, and began making up events for his past : such could account for his tantrums when told otherwise, or his violent moodswings. Whatever had happened had affected him deeply enough that it mutated his path in fate, and in life. The strings in heaven concerning him suddenly twisted and spanned into a sort of demonic trail. The male had read so, and knew that once, he had a normal bright life. Since then, he has come to terms with all of his broken screws and what was wrong with his mind. That does not fix them : it simply means that he has the will to control them, should he need to. Majorly, his biggest trait is obsession and addiction. With whom and to what, that is never told, and changes fairly often. This has to do with his real birth name, although he never reveals that information to anyone.

Harrow Ophelia was a demure, well raised young lady : or so most saw. Ophelia was very intelligent and perceptive, a classy young lady, although the true gender was male. No one even suspected it, not even the lovers she was drawing in : after all, she never let them under her skirt. Promiscuous, and always searching for something to fill that empty void in her heart, she was a rather tragic figure. When she had enough of the failed oddities of life in the medival times, she liked the feeling of power, and wrapping a great many more around her finger. Rather, she enjoyed in a way that many wouldn't. She liked to draw in men and manipulate others, doing so even in her death.

When rebirthed in Rukongai, the name changed to Shadowrest Veritus. With this, all the personality shifted as well. That meant, without much warning, there was a honest, shy male : he felt reserved, but dedicated as a shinigami. He did all of his duties with the barely passing grade, passing off as a rather average person. He was kind and loyal, and was always ready to step in for his friends. He was gentle of composure, easily crying, but seemingly staunch about the truth. He would never lie : and that fit in well with his name. However, Veritus had one failing : the need to be loved. He would draw in and make friends with anyone, just to validate his own existance.

After the infection, and facing his inner hollow, Emon, Veritus shifted to Kaine Nemo. Nemo was a withdrawn, quiet person : speaking little, but yet acting after a large amount of logic. The male was always able to methodically break down a situation, and shift it to his advantage : emotions seemed to mean nothing to him. Nor did insults : he was a strong person, and protected those that needed protecting, and kept using logic to define all matter. It was such an attitude that kept him sane from the shifting of selves, as the male kept track of everything. Using an astute eye and an amazing capacity for knowledge, he stored vast amounts of data in his head, keeping everything afloat with just a fact of knowledge.

Forpath Ventus was born after the death of Koralia Ellyann. She had inducted him into her own Iramasha clan, and thus he rebirthed as one. Casting aside his elder name, he became a goofy fun ball, considered the village idiot, with next to no knowledge on technology or anything of the sort. He seemed to be more heart and will then anything else, always running off without thinking, getting himself hurt, and even just doing generally unwise and dumb things : but he was always okay. There was never a time that Ventus felt down : he seemed to be perpetually cheerful, no matter what anyone tried to pull. Always look at the class half-full, was a favorite saying. And he was quite dumb too, seeming like a country bumpkin that Ellyann had inducted just before her death.

Tempus is a complex person, to say the least : a single peek at who he is has no meaning, no purpose. Each name has a personality : Tempus, as himself, is rather strange. The name is known for a reclusive millionaire that is always on that advanced space station he build, doing experiements too dangerous to human and spirit kind, almost as if trying to save them. No one knows exactly what he's making, or why it's so dangerous, but all they know is that he is upthere, like a misanthropic hermit. However, he does use holograms of his own invention to communicate with people : and then, he's generally shadowed, withdrawn, and simply says what is needed and nothing more. Apart from that, Tempus himself is rarely see.

Even then, it seems that all of these personalities isn't enough : there's more.

Rosuto Kihaku is a teenage school boy : a bit cruel, and a bit on the wrong side of the fence, he seems to get lost easily in school activities. Not every enthusiastic, but more snake like, the boy likes to keep things under several layers. Part of a school gang, he works well with them, and yet still is placed on the student council. That is because he does excellent work as the treasurer. This one is located one of Karakura's schools.

Kowaku Migoto is a big breasted teenage girl. She's very sweet and kind, but dedicated and focused to her work : it is known that she had suffered abuse as a child, and no one touches her because of it. One touch, and she becomes instantly submissive. She is a willful individual, leading the student council as their president, and also being part of the mixed martial arts club, the swimming team, the kendo club and the archery club. A woman of many talents, she seems to be able to handle and judggle pressure like no one else : always calm, and never losing control, Migoto is the epitome of an amazing woman.

Arashi the Tempest is a weather nut : he loves the weather. Rain, storms, clouds, sun, wind : everything he loves it. His nickname is him legally changing his last name to The Tempest, because he's that crazy about weather. Crazy smart, a bit cooky and off the wall, Arashi is a well meaning man, with a passion to hunt out strange weather patterns. As such, he has a back in biology, ecology, biochemistry, geography, geology : well, every science that exists more or less. After all, Arashi is a scientical genius. Not that he would admit it, but that's who he was : a mad scientist on weather, he would say jokingly. But in all, he is a genius when it comes to science.. and is perhaps near a breakthrough for certain human factors.

Lemirage Francois is a french artist of great renown in Europe. His paintings and his drawings are worth a couple thousand at the least : and that's his scraps. He is a demure man, but holds a flare, like all french people do and all french artists do. He dabbles in makeup as well, and seems to severely enjoy all activities to do with arts. He likes to woo women as well, and is a sappy romantic, almost like a puppy dog sometimes.

Steingut Engel is a very rare German idol. She has a pretty soprano voice, and can sing just about any genre of music. Multi-talented, Engel seems to enjoy singing, and will do so without a second's notice. A very gentle person, she does seem to have a light diva personality, and has battled addiction before. So she has this sort of personality that takes no sort of crap thrown at her, and seems to enjoy challenges as well. She's known for her ability to speak a great many languages, hence the variety of words in her songs, and why she's almost legendary in the international market.

Agua Pierro is a professional spanish mime. When on the job, a single word is never spoken : he is a truly amazing mime. Off the job, he is a party goer : loving parties, people and what not, he is always seen at the party scene. He knows just about everyone, and quite a few dark secrets though : but Pierro seems to keep them. For a price. He's quite a crafty mime, and enjoys his life, so often stays away from too dangerous situations : even ruinning away from some like a coward.

Cole Edward is an english nobleman : haughty, arrogant, self-centered, he's not very well liked. He's a jerk, and doesn't really care what people think of him : he'd just rather sit in his chair and just watch movies all day. He tends to be cold and very rude to people, unless he's playing nice for high society : even then, his very prescence is a bit creepy, but he doesn't care. He has next to no human emotions, being apathetic to anyone weaker then he is : having a bit of a power complex of course.

Kokoro Tsumeko is a trained female assassin, currently a free agent. It is said that she kills the target with mercy, and simply leaves them at peace : which is true. Not a violent person, but yet able to put aside her concious, she is a strong girl, but with a bit of a justice streak. She will do anything to get her target, but she will not harm innocents. She will not accept a job, unless the person has done something unforgiveable in their lives : and she does her own ressearch, quite profoundly, she may say so. Many are surprised by it, but her work is said to always look like accidents : a sort of mechanic, if you will.

Yaiba Rosuto is a man of business, knowing the tide and flows of money and people. He doesn't pry, he's not curious : he's discreet and quiet. That's why people like him : he also keeps everything nice and clean, no matter what. A man of class, and some elegance, but mostly street smarts, he seems affable, as he's always giving off a big smile.

Misskey Latuma is a person of mysteries : no clear gender to be identified, this person takes both he and she as pronouns. But an expert jeweler, to say the least, able to tell the fakes at a single glance, or the worth of something just with a light gaze. It doesn't matter : jewels are jewels, and each are precious : and Latuma knows them all like intimate lovers. Very smart, and kind, this jeweler is not afraid to bargain, nor backs down from a challenge. A very strong person, to say the least, which is what makes them so authoritive in the jewelery world.

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B A C K G R O U N D; ; P A S T

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Background/History: No one knows much about Tempus, but the man himself. The legend is very simple : there was once a boy, born to a pair of normal parents. Once they were taken away by hollows, he swore to use his gifts for good : for this child was a genius. This child was taken into seclusive studying, passing years and years learning just about everything possible. And that each time he learned something, he felt good and proud of himself.

Tragedy seems to follow this boy, because anyone he has become close to disapeared or died. This made the boy sad : so he threw himself into creating things, and adjusting better things. A determined man, he made money all over the world : helping people build, and they payed him for his help. A quiet, but honest child, very many liked this strange young man, that seemed to hold something deep inside. But they had no idea of the bad things he kept inside.

One day, these bad things found a way to come out and took it. Wrecking danger in several quiet places : but the rumor was set, that the man was dangerous. He was refused work, and refused a life anywhere : he had to keep running no matter what. But he was a genius : a very smart man with no limits on his brain power. So he decided to use it, even more so then he had been before, to survive.

Thus, he began a company, and began to make lots of money : and eventually, he gained so much that he rose to the sky. The heavens welcomed a lonely child, and he went above : a weak body that could be supported in space. He became an experiment, and to this day, remains up there. So up high that he can't be seen but he's watching. Watching, and observing, keeping everyone safe from arm, or so people believed. But he was always there, and always ready.

He would be watching, would Big Brother Tempus.

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T H E B E A S T; ; W I T H I N

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Ziamichi Spirit Name: Meon[Zanpakto], Emon[Hollow], Koralia, Ellyann[Iramasha] and Cain[Demon]
Ziamichi Spirit Appearance:

Meon: The first spirit to ever share Tempus' essence. This spirit looks almost similar to him, they could be brothers in some shape or form, like a twin symetry. It was quite exclusions : Meon had light blonde hair with spikes all over, and piercing blue eyes. He had a light build, his body very musclar, but lithe. This makes him spry and very wiry in nature. His clothing is hidden with a giant black cloak that surrounds him, almost like a veil of grieving.

Emon: Emon, being part of the Vizard self, has two apperances. The first, the humanoid apperance, is simply a mirror reflection of Tempus himself. This means, where Tempus has pale hair, this other self has a perfectly dark hair color, so on and so forth. The hollow animal that Emon most represents is surprisingly, like a spider. So his hollow pieces look like a spider, the long legs sprawling from his back, and the pincers forming bones on the side of his face. He tends to look respectable, but yet odd at the same time, in that creepy sort of way.

Ellyann: Ellyann is a sweet faced girl : she had curly blonde hair, cut very short as well, with two flower barrets. She is often seen in a traditional japanese waitress uniform, from the hotels of the 60s and 70s. Other then that, she has a marine colored school uniform. Her frame is very small, and light, almost no more then a child of twelve, at best sixteen. Her eyes are wide and enrapturing yellow almost. She seems very soft and yet determined, as she smiles quite widely.

Cain: Hair as black as night, almost enrapturing in it's apperance : eyes deep crimson red, or plain black themselves, a pit that never seems to end. A sort of male countenance to him along, a dangerous movement that could cause people to sudden step back and question their very being. Hair wild as the energy that surrounds him, Cain looks like a wild beast, a dangerous smile on his lips, almost dancing like a pyre of content and danger. But yet, it seems perfect fine, as the male moves like a snake. His body is easily the biggest and the more muscled out of any one there, his large stature hiting just about 7'2.

Ziamichi Personality:

Meon: Meon, being a Zanpakto spirit at first, was more or less a rendition of Nemo, a later incarnation. He was a cold, calculating man, which made it hard to stay with the honest, shy Veritus : but deep inside, Meon was just as manic and dangerous as the core was. Meon was actually the ideal that birth nemo, and as such, they share many traits as well. Meon is a bit more deadpan and quiet, but generally, seems to be quite calculating, logical and very honest. Although, he may not speak it as well as he would like, he still holds a great many feelings, and is very much human as well. Meon, however, if he had his buttons pushed right, would react quite emotionally to things.

Emon: Emon is in fact a darker version of the core. Manic and crazy, almost zealous with energy and desire, the hollow is quite the spider man to say the least. Forming traps of lies around himself, and then snaring anything that gets in his web, has made him rutheless, arrogant and dangerous. He taunts and teases, he breaks apart and manipulates : in all, he is quite the trip to be around of. A male of almost uncalculable intelligence, just not where you'd expect, Emon likes to play jokes. Basically, a jackass with a jokester side.

Ellyann: Ellyann is a sweet girl, light and bubbly in nature. But she has this almost dark, obsessive streak, that runs just as paralell as her host's own. She was actually someone alive before, but her soul in death bound to the strongest thing she valued : and that was this very same man. And yet, major parts of her were erased in the transfer : but she kept her sweet smile, that gentle touch of hers, the almost motherly like feelings : but she kept the paranoia and the want and desires of keeping him to her own, as well as the tantrums, and the childish games and retort. She is just a big over grown child.

Cain: A very tough person, Cain lets nothing phase him, out of sheer will. He doesn't let anything stop him, or endures very much for too long : a very stubborn but quite strong man, level headed to boot, he keeps all the others from falling into madness. Logical and very stout in his tactics, Cain is a man that has no remorse : if he has to backstab to win, he will do so. Bullheaded, obstinate and just utterly unwilling to have another's way but his own, the male has a bloodthirst like none of the others : strength appeals, calls to him, like a luring siren. He loves to fight to relax, and on equal and joking terms. Very much a man's man, and yet at the same time a apathetic killer, Cain does what he wants, when he wants.

Ziamichi History: As surely as time flows, so does age, and people. But sometimes, events come that change the course of certain times and lives, leaving a lot of things out in the wind, a shaking branch that tears itself apart. It initially started with the miserable incident that turned Tempus into an Iramasha and a Ziamichi in less then two minutes. But that is a false start all the same : perhaps it all started with the meeting of Ellyann : in fact, no one can pin point for sure when the aweful and yet awe-inspiring cacoon wrapped itself around the male. The only thing known is when it cracked.

Kaine Nemo was a loner vizard, fighting anything and anyone on his own. There were rumours of him being in this one town, called Providence, deep in France territory : more specifically, out in the boonies, in the danger lands. Ellyann was an Iramasha that lived there, protecting the citizens : taking in the injured Vizard, they spent several months together, before she announce that he would be known as Forpath Ventus and become an Iramasha. But yet, he had never done the last deal to fill out his blood, and become an Iramasha completely, still holding onto his Vizard past as Nemo, and of course, Emon and Meon. But that would only stall the process, as he finally agreed to let it get done on him, even though he was afraid.

That night, Ellyann began the ritual : but something complicated the ritual : namely Emon the hollow within Ventus/Nemo. Ellyann bled out more then intended, even as the hollow attempted to destroy the entirety of it's host, for betraying it. In a last ditch attempt, Ellyann summoned all her strength and bonded their very souls and beings together, thus forming a brand new Iramasha, pure-blooded and taking her place. Her body turned to ashes and had scattered. However, his body was still being assualted by the Hollow and Ellyann's combat, as it was almost too much for a single mortal existance to handle.

Cain was a wandering spirit : but his strength was waning. Coming across a half-dead body, he attempted to possess it : however, the moment his strength flowed into the body, and the moment he began to heal all the damage, he was blindsided. The host suddenly took over, a well of powers well hidden from the inside : the core of the layers of personality had awakened. Absorbing Kain completely, marking his entry point with a seal, Tempus as he named himself, rose from the ground. However, something was odd : when he absorbed Cain, he also tore around several of the spirits of the area, and sealed them within : namely Ellyann, his Zanpakto's spirit Meon, as he had absorbed the blade, his subdued Hollow, and the ancient spirit of Cain. This was how this Ziamichi was created.

Ziamichi Powers: Each of the Spirits have their own abilities, built on from a general ability pool that already belongs in Tempus, due to his life. However, the abilities are unknown, due to not knowing his history or former powers. [Gonna plot them out later. All abilities will be just specification of abilities that Tempus will already have. Minus Cain]

Meon: –Unknown-

Emon: –Unknown-

Ellyann: –Unknown-

Cain: Cain is the only one without an ability that Tempus already possesses. This is the ability of Reiatsu distortion : simply said, Cain has the ability of making a space around him that distorts any Reiatsu that enters it : as long as it is separate from a living being. This does not effect Reiatsu within a person : it simply effects Reiatsu that comes out. This field is simple in nature, as it effects only attacks, not beings. The field is incomplete in nature, as it does not account for certain things, such as mutated Reiatsu, or non-Reiatsu attacks as well as stronger levels of Reiatsu. The field only distorts the Reiatsu : creating a mist with said Reiatsu, letting it float around the field without harm to the producer of the field. Cain is also quite charismatic : to the point of being able to influence people and lead a large group of men effortless with only a few words. He also has the eye to tactical genius, as he is a master weapon manipulator. He has also mastered the use of his Reiatsu not only in that field, but also as a physical manifestation, which meant weapons of actual reiatsu.

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B E N E F I T S ; F O R H O S T

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Unique Traits: Tempus has picked up on Cain’s field of Reiatsu, but not to his extent : a mere 3 feet from his person only. He also picked up on Cain’s Charisma, being able to charm people easily, and making objects of pure Reiatsu, but only the side of a tennis ball at most, and highly unstable in nature.

Forms: In general, Tempus does not lose hold of the Spirits within him : however, there is a method to do, as explained in drawbacks. Also, any emotion strong enough to reach through the spirit, and make them feel something stronger then what Tempus can control them with will also cause them to instantly take over. They are also prone to try and take control during his sleep.

Drawbacks: Tempus often loses the sense of control if he uses any of the powers too long, as in a total of 10 posts or more. It starts with a gradual loss of control, and then suddenly, no longer impulse control : and also, Cain’s blood thirst and need for combat will also take over. This makes Tempus’ body very frail afterwards, the lightest thing causing him a sickness, requiring 1 thread of recovery before ability use.

Control: 8

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T H E H O S T ; ; P O W E R S

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Powers: Ethereal Threads of Reality

That’s what Tempus calls his powers. They have evolved from his Human skills, Zanpaktou and Vizard skills. In fact, he has more or less fused these pools into a great mass : and yet he lacks the refinement, apart from his own human abilities. This is quite the conundrum for the man. In general, Tempus’ powers like to reflect who he is : ever changing mass of deception. Whilst not necessarily into illusions, he is a covert specialist due to his abilities. But enough prattling on about things.

Control Affinity Tempus’ control of not only Reiatsu, but Chaos energy as well is above all those at his level. He is able to fine tune the tweaks and twitches of the energies, and harness them in such a way that no energy is wasted. This makes it very good for him, simply because able to cut down the energy to such a level allows him to manipulate it more, which means more experiments, and more capabilities of the facet that comes out of experiments. Needless to say, Tempus’ fine tuned control of energy saving allows him to pull off things that others might consider impossible.

Technological Genius Tempus has a gift with technology : he is often called the Cyber-Wizard on the net. This is simple : Tempus can synchronize and manipulate electronics : televisions, phones, techno-gadgets. As long as it has a computer, or any power source, he can toy with it. As such, he can create several strange things out of nothing [like a gun toting maid tv bot.] and improve existing ones. The very aspect of technology is very familiar to him, and as such, he became quite successful in such markets. He can also temporarily fuse the gadgets to his body, depending on his strength. Minimum of 3 posts.

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E X T R A ; ; I N F O

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Click here for skill sheet

Ziamichi Class:

Will Skills

Willpower/Determination: Adept
Mental Deduction: Master
Pain Endurance: Advanced
Focus: Advanced

General Skills

Durability: Adept
General Speed: Adept
Strength: Beginner
Weapon Skill: ADvanced

Racial Skills

Chaos Energy Skill: Advanced
Chaos Warp: Adept
Seishin Buki Level: Adept
Race Control: Adept

Ziamichi Skills

Skill Of Ziamichi Powers: Adept
Control Over Spirit: Advanced
Seal Strength: Adept

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R P ; ; S A M P L E

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Roleplay Sample: High up in that chair : an almost quiet and forgotten sound fluttered through the air. There was an almost smirk on his face : quiet, pleasurable. Behind him, shades : faces of people, their times and their lives. There was an almost dangerous quietness to it all, as the male let his fingers flutter along the armchair, almost too light to be actually be dangerous. It was a lover's caress, slipping and tripping on the armchair. It was a tender gesture as well : there was no arm meant in the chair, as the male let out a hortle. It was almost too good, as a shift of his hand, and something else appeared. People, things, objects, events : old videos that everyone once knew, like the launching of the first rocket, or the images of the war. Perhaps the images of a flower blowing : all of it had the quality of a rapid pace music video, assaulting the brain with numerous images with so many pieces of symbolism that it was quite numbing. He could almost feel the entirety of the mind placed here : and it shocked a great many.

He laughed, stuck in the panoramas of screens that surrounded him with images both sad, and happy. The glowing screens made him look paler, made him look ethereal : it was beautiful, as he spun around, watching every screen hungrily. It was exactly this : this was his entire purpose. Complete and utter need to do so : he was god. In his own way, he was a god : he could see it all, as the male's hand shifted again, the screens changing once more. Karakura. The world. Everywhere. It was reflected in screens that turned on now, reaching onto the ceiling : a bird's eye view of the world. It made his body shivered in excitement, in wanting, in lust. An almost breathless sigh escaped his lips, as he flicked his fingers : a single screen remained now. And there was a single person, as he smirked. This one person meant more then anyone could think, as his fingers touch the screen.

''My darling, my sweet, never shall we meet : but over you, I watch, like God watched Adam and Lucifer.'' the male muttered, licking the screen with a long swipe of his tongue. A chocked laugh escaped him, as he began to laugh once more, his steps moving like the flow of time, shifting and always changing. There was no time to be stuck in one moment : his very name symbolized this : time. Tempus. He wondered if he should have taken Fugit as a last name : time flees. But that would be too ironic, he assumed, so he stuck with the single name. He was the last incarnation : he was the most powerful, as a manic grin stretched up on his lips. There was no way to limit his potential : no way to hold him back, as a dark laugh fell from his lips once more. He had his target : and that's all he needed. He wondered if he would grow bored of this one as well, and dispose of them.

Then again, he never really fully disposed of her, didn't he. A smile in the shades beyond, as her fingers ran across his skin, gently, like a rippling wave. Such complicated things, where the souls. And he liked it, as the thudding sound of boots echoed, as another shape appeared. ''That's our target?'' asked the male, raising an eyebrow, as his hand rested on the high of the chair. The boy laughed, and got to his feet, grinning up at the tough guy. ''Of course! He's the most fascinating : and I'm sure he'll lead us to something interesting!'' said the boy, kicking his feet, and then dropping back into the chair. Those eyes glittered with the sheer gleam of lust, want, desire, and most of all, adoration. The male gave a chuckle, and walked away, taking two other shades with him : only the female remained, her hands running across his skin, a gentle flow, a relaxing one. She still adored him, even now, but still, she bored him in the end.

''Ah, be worthy, completely worthy of Kami-sama's love, Radio-kun. Because otherwise, I'll just have to make things interesting : and I'm sure that you'll never understand that love if I do that. Oh, you poor thing : just keep moving, keep being, my darling Radio. Don't be afraid : I love you, more then anything, hm. So feel free.. I'll clean up every mess you leave behind : everything you tear apart, I can rebuild. Just leave it to me, my dearest little Radio.'' said the male, petting the screen, as his fingers snapped. All the screens lit up, showing the male in all sorts of angles, as another laugh began, almost maniacal in nature, but a hortle all the same : it was amusing, it was fun, and he just wanted to keep going. It was.. just the best to say the least.

And he wanted more and more : it called, it begged, it wanted. His needs and desires were so great, that he could never block them all from his mind. But this was the truth of all desires, the cakes above cakes. And he craved it, wanted it, claimed it. That laugh still falling from him, his body got up from the chair, and the female behind him, his steps bounced to the outside of the room : it was time to go do something productive, as he gave a longing look to the room. This was his sanctuary.. and no one would find it, as his body eased into the next room, even as the windows showed inky darkness, spread with the piercing lights of stars. After all, who would find him in space? Oh that was fun : so much fun, as he hortled, sliding into the next seat. Time to work : and without further thought, he buried himself.

There was no time to waste, after all, he needed to find the exact things that would allow contact.. maybe even fun with the male.