Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum)

Subject: Re: Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum) Wed Feb 09, 2011 9:34 pm

The sound of his laugh brought a smile to her face though her cheeks turned a deep crimson. Her hand would move up into her hair as if to shake the dirt out of it, and then her hands would move over her pale flesh to brush the dirt off. She knew that he'd seen her trip, and something in her was embarrassed but at the same time she loved the way he laughed and seemed to not be able to stop. Now that she had reached his side, she found that her arm slid around his waist, and then she noticed that there were guards surrounding them. With but a soft sigh, Icim looked up at Ignis.

No one knew her status around the lands of Incendia for she never showed herself, she was merely the person who would try to reach others to make peace between the clans. Yet, under Rajak, she had done none of it. She hardly saw him, so she never knew of the leader who had attacked Incendia. With a shake of her head, she turned to one of the guards and narrowed her eyes; now becoming defensive.

'This has never happened before, but maybe because I haven't ever left the gates..'

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Ignis wasnt worried as the guards piled out of the gates; he didnt even bat an eye when they surrounded him and his female counterpart, and even as they began to approach and ensnare the two, he was completely calm. After all; being that they were Incendians, and simple honor guards, Ignis knew he could take them all without so much as an effort. So instead of inciting violence in the group of spear-wielding men; their heads fully masked, bodies fully concealed with armor, he stood and waited. One arm lay over Ici's delicate shoulder, as his other free arm lay idly at his waist.

The first guard; wearing colors of burnt sand and reddened earth; his helmet a dragons head skewered with a lance that connected the armored cap to his back plate, stood nearly six and a half feet tall. He had broad shoulders; obviously muscular even though no skin was visible on him, and Ignis wondered why he was in such a position. Instead of on the front lines of a battlefield where his girth and power would account for the most.

Ignis noticed other oddities as he looked around the group; one soldier slouching ever so slightly, the sand stirring beneath his feet, and yet another soldiers armor seemed to be peeling away paint. Ignis was very confused; watching with sidelong glances as the soldiers attire seemed to melt away, and reveal various hues and tones of muddy yellow and sandy brown. It was too late that he realized what it was; not a troop of Incendian honor guard at all, but a trap. A mere ploy by an enemy somewhere in the area. They were Septur soldiers of some kind; wearing or creating the appearance of incendian armor, and Ignis had let him and Icim be surrounded.

With startling speed; the hulking brute at the front swung his spear around, and brought it level with Ignis' throat. He dashed forward on strong legs, and sought to skewer the man through with one brutal charge, as Ignis quickly drug Icim behind him and caught the haft of the spear with a backhand.

It was a fight; to the death if he wasnt careful, and the other guards had begun to move in as Ignis and their leader fought. He knew not what they were; or whether they were septur men at all, but he knew the colors, the design of their attacks: purely physical, and he didnt know if he could best all of them in such circumstances.

Dodging and moving; blocking the spear with his gauntleted arm and ripping it free of the mans hands, Ignis shattered his faceguard with a solid punch to the jaw, and threw the spear straight back into yet another soldier. Both of them crumpled simultaneously as he spun to face any that would attack next... Covering Ici with every adrenaline filled movement.....

Subject: Re: Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum) Wed Feb 09, 2011 10:30 pm

Her guard still up, Icim looked to Ignis' nonchalant attitude and wondered if it was just a mask. She knew that something was different about these men before the pair, with but the softest of sighs, she looked to the one who had put a spear at the level of Ignis' throat.

Instinct had her moving behind him before his hand had even moved to move her. With her back against his, she kept her eyes on the men behind them though she was frozen with her fear, though her fingers began that annoying tingling again. She had never been one to get into a fight, but these men were not going to take them down without one. Though Icim was ready to go against her own beliefs, Ignis' movements had caught her attention and she had begun to calm down; fingers no long tingling. She didn't want to seem weak next to him, but she almost had no choice in the matter.

With that in her mind, she withdrew from the situation and let herself focus on other things; knowing that she was more vulnerable this way, but something was coming up to the surface; the day of her father's death. She been vulnerable then too, and someone, somewhere, had taken her loving father away from her and then her mother. Anger settled deep within her heart as she turned to a man who stepped forward at her side, her fingers having gone from the normal pale to the white flame that almost seemed clear; just as it had in Atrum. Though there was more heat here while she was in Incendia, and as she stepped out of the way of that man's fist, she found that her own balled up and flew through the air; connecting with the Septur's nose. Though she knew that the punch would do nothing but stun, the flames connected with the man's length of hair and she watched in horror as the small flame turned into something more.

She would turn from all of them now, not wishing to be a part of any of this anymore. She'd gotten her anger out, and now she withdrew completely; shutting down her emotions....

Now she waited for it to be over..

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No words came to mind... only actions

No remorse would show.... for there was none

No kindness would remain... for it would mean death

Ignis dropped four men in less than a blink; having driven two through with their opposites spear; blasting one apart with a searing fireball from the edge of his left gauntlet, and then having turned the others head into an expanding blast of molten earth.

They were sand; mere illusions of men; dressed in royal guard uniforms, and they were nothing compared to the now raging Incendian soldier. His eyes alight with the burning rage; hands warped in twisted and convoluted layers of jade fire, as he began to dissassemble the men one by one. They were fast; his instincts faster though, and as the last two men approached Ignis at full charge, he growled a blood thirsty and ravenous growl.

His hands reached out; the heat turning their spears into quivering metal, and charred wood before they even hit, and as he pressed his palms to the molten points of both weapons, a striking blast of superheated air shot down each burnt haft. The two men were hurled through the air with such force that their armor flew apart and sand flitted into the wind; a shockwave scattering the other fallen 'guards' and leaving nothing but vague sandy dunes where they had once stood.

Ignis hated them before; having seen their trickery before on Incendian land and having been stopped short of slaying their king. But now... now he truly wished to lay waste to them. To their world. To their kingdom and their people. He wished to stand at their doorstep as these 'men' had, and call out their warriors one by one. To die at his hands, and face the might of Incendia. Such a thing would happen; he knew it would, and he wasnt about to give the sand sculptors another change at peace.

Turning on his heel; speaking with a clipped and pointed tone, Ignis gently wrapped his hand around Ici's arm and turned her to face him. His eyes were like pits of burning rage; each socket devoid of its natural beauty and warped in an eerie glow from beyond, as he spoke to her and fought back his anger.

"We need to move... there may be more.. Into the city, and out of sight... lets go"

He turned and began to walk away... straight for the gates...

Subject: Re: Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum) Wed Feb 09, 2011 11:06 pm

Having already withdrawn from what surrounded her, she only felt the warmth that the flames of Ignis gave off as he attacked the other 'guards', though she soon found herself snapping out of it as his hand wrapped around her arm. She let out no signal that she felt weird and oddly trapped now that his anger was there behind the surface of his words; that it seemed to dance along her skin as he grabbed her. As she brought herself out of her stupor for the moment that he spoke to her, she found that her anger had subsided and left nothing; she was empty now.

As he began to walk from her, she scurried behind him, trying to keep up with his angered pace. She didn't want to be near the violence anymore, she wanted to go to somewhere where there was nothing but relaxation and food for her empty stomach. Finally keeping with his pace, she looked around them and blinked, trying to make sure that nothing else would stop them from getting to the gate.

Now they were just a few steps from said gate, and Icim could finally relax..

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Ignis was boiling; a rolling sea of molten rage beneath the skin, when he reached the city gates, and found no guards there. They had been dispatched in the silence of the night; their bodies neatly buried, and their warmth barely escaping the confines of the soil above them. Ignis could just barely make out their signatures; each having bled from a single wound on their body that was leaking their lifes essence out under the earth. They were Incendian men first; soldiers second, and they were attacked without knowledge of their enemies. Not a warriors death at all.

His eyes began to spark and crackle; his obvious anger subsiding beneath the waves of his confusion, as he made way deeper into the city. He knew Ici was behind him; paying close attention to the beat of her heart, and the warmth of her body, as he walked forward and sought an explanation. Or at least some form of relaxation. Perhaps food even, but he had to know sooner or later what had occurred, and why he was attacked. Why the sentries of sand had left their hiding place and sought to fight him in the open. They had to be controlled; from somewhere, but from where?

Ignis thought upon the various elements of the attack; from the ornate formation of the armor: replicating the appearance of others who donned true Incendian royal guard ware, down to the very abilities they each had. They acted as men; moving with the speed of soldiers, but beneath their armored forms, no hearts beat, and no blood flowed.

Ignis lost the thoughts quickly however; the sudden uproar of his stomach announcing his near starvation, and before he could blot out the pains of hunger, he realized he hadnt eaten since Atrum. Since the few bites of dear. He needed it; to recover, to heal, and to replenish his strength. He knew Ici would be hungry too; probably even more than him, and he couldnt let her go without. Not for his sake.

Quickly deterring himself from the evil upon his mind; bringing about an entire shift in his stance and mood, Ignis turned through an enlarged tunnel inside the volcanic opening to Incendia, and made way to a small cafeteria of sorts. It had benches and pews of obsidian rock; small overhanging awnings covering the seating from the falling ash and debris, and inside the thin opening to the kitchen beyond, four men and one woman worked.

Ignis turned to Ici as they approached the small eatery; his eyes no longer ablaze, and his smile once more upon his face. He gently nodded in the direction of the shop, and made way to the window from which the orders were obviously taken...

Food would sate his appetite... food would quell his hunger... but food wouldnt stop his mind from wandering....

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What would a wanderer be known as.... should his cloak never reveal a face and his eyes never be seen?

What would that wanderer do.... should he never seek out the solace of companionship or entrench himself in loyalties to house or blood?

What could a wanderer do.... should he never be witnessed at his craft or art?

What should a wanderer do.... if he wished the world to change?

The wanderer of the sands; the grand master manipulator of earth and soil; the earth artist, the simple man dressed in a cloak and hiding his body from the world, entered the small inlet to Incendia and looked about. There were so few troops so soon after a battle; ruin and wreckage still evident in even the most protected of locations. Toppled pillars lay placid on the ashen earth; molten metal churning beneath the surface as it tried to growl and hiss with the anger of its people, and monuments to the great dragon lay broken and ruined. Thousands would have fled the siege from Septur; many still would have turned and fought, and yet there stood no army at the gates. There stood no men at arms along the outer entrance. There stood no defenses at all. Not but the volcanic home itself.

An ashen expanse of carved and curved tunnels; archs and walkways with twisting alleys and rising steps, and broad walkways for many travelers to move at once. There were no men patrolling the darkened streets; no lanterns illuminated the shadows of the fiery forge home, and no guardians of the dragons wrath stood in wait. There was something almost peaceful in Incendia now; the calm before the storm so to speak, as if the war hadnt ended, but was almost approaching instead. As if the great volcano; and its residents within, knew that there was more blood to be spilled, and more fire to be loosed.

The dismal walkways were parched and cracking; age and wear had born down upon them with full weight, and under even Osirins light steps, he seemed to shatter the ashen perfection with small thread-like lines. He could look here and there; eyes peering out from beneath his hood of grey, but nothing would have him swayed for long. Nothing would maintain his interest for a mere moment. For he had been there before; as he had been to many of the lands; their great kingdoms, and even their royal steps, and now as he walked through the near desolate volcanic tomb, he could feel death heavy on the air.

The earth spoke of its retribution; for so much blood being spilled and flowing into its cracks, it would sing of its own rage in ways merely whispered and masked in rumor, and this, Osirin knew. Blood begot more blood; death brought more death, and chaos would undoubtedly bring more chaos. For with order came stability; with stability came harmony, with harmony came peace, and with peace came malcontent. For the people of the world; not just of Incendia, peace was an idle travesty to be thought of but never realized. They would wash their hands of honest happiness; as they would wash the blood of a kill from them, and with that knowledge as it was, Osirin knew the world would soon change.

There was but one logical outcome to the small feud; the rising anger amidst the masks of peace, and that was all out war. Ruin upon destruction; followed by sorrow and death. These were the ways of the world that they lived in; that Osirin lived in , and he knew them better than most. For he had seen such travesties committed in the name of a king; for the idea of kin and family, and he knew without a doubt that here and now at least one soul was arguing with his peaceful side. He was screaming at himself to tear asunder what had attacked his land. There may be more; more than likely in fact, and those would gather: Unite under a black flag of hatred, and send forth the rolling waves of their own damnation. They would speak out in the name of the great dragon; sing praises to its power and might, but would forget that they were in truth killing what the dragon made to live.

Osirin hated men; mankind, people of all races and natures. He hated war; violence, and his mind was ever focused on the idea of stopping it. He would seek console with the earth itself; feeling the pulse beneath as the dragon breathed, and he would wait patiently for such a time as to put his efforts forth. He knew it would be soon; the soft soils of the world had been breathing more and more, and when that final bell tolled for the beginning of the end, he would be there to stop it.

Not....... in the way any would expect......

Subject: Re: Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum) Thu Feb 10, 2011 2:27 am

Within' the few days he had been here, stacks upon stacks of books piled the long table; He lost count of how many he had read and hadn't read; lost count of the numerous stacks. A small laugh filled the silence. It wasn't a normal laugh; it was an insane happy laugh."So much... Hmm... The pain is less... But it is still there..." A finger pointed at the silent librarian."You! Don't look at me like that; Hey! Come back here!" An abrupt movements knocked the chair back, the table rocking as thighs hit it, books crumbling down."Gah!! See what you did? Now, simply bring me another glass of water and something to eat. I grow hungrier than what is normal." Blinking, shaking his head, he stared at the place where the man should be, but wasn't."Now you are seeing things that aren't there, talking to yourself, and jumping at shadows; Is this really how you want to spend your-" His voice trailed off as he heard the pitter-patter of feet, the opening of the door."I am fine; Just something to eat and drink. I simply startled myself." He waved a hand, and set about picking up the fallen books. As he did so, he counted them silently to himself.

Ichi now sat slumped against the chair, his eyes closed, mind shut off to the world it seemed. A certain spark of energy thrummed through his body, hair strands stood up; One hand was rubbing his chin, running along his goatee as if deep in thought. In truth, he was in the Shared, collecting his mind, bringing back up walls and barriers; restoring it to its health. For him, time seemed meaningless, as if it wasn't even there. Outside, minutes passed, which turned to hours. He heard the whispers of his name, and all but ignored them, blocking it from his mind. He was in the deepest parts of the Shared that it would permit him to go. It wasn't as fearful as he thought it would be, though it was still dangerous for the darkest parts called to him, called to all the others no matter how shallow their hold in the Shared was. It wasn't something Ichi did alot, but he needed all the help he could get, and soon, his mind would be "normal'. No more animalistic behavior, no more seeing things, nor talking to himself.... As much. With a sigh, he released the Shared and went back to his work.

Hardly noticing the food, the flavor, or what it was, he continued about his studying. Not much had caught his attention, or helped him in the ways of learning how to expand his power; it was hinted, but never fully grasped. And if it was, it was for the Incendian's alone. He was frustrated and wanted to release the pent up frustration that was building constantly, but knew he couldn't lest he destroy the Library. He grimaced."Shurik wouldn't be to happy about that..." With those words, he took up the nearly finished book, and read it till it was finished; He did this throughout the night, wanting something to do other than read. But Shurik said his help wasn't needed and that he should read. He sighed deeply. He had missed Shurik's leaving, but he wasn't going to miss his return.

He rubbed his chest as he yawned. He looked down dumbly. No shirt. His eyes glanced towards that bundle that he had carried with him into the library; ignoring all the questioning looks, the curious glances, the shocked murmurs. He smiled sadly at that bundle of bones, teeth, claws, scales, and one ruby gem that was flawless in perfection."Man... Won't they freak when they see what I have done... " He chuckled as he thought of home, shook his head from those thoughts, and went back to reading. His mind wasn't fully repaired and wouldn't be until he was back in Hayvn, but until then, it was as good as it was going to get.

Hopefully...

Subject: Re: Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum) Thu Feb 10, 2011 9:06 am

Upon reaching the gates of Incendia, Icim realized that there were no Incendians guarding the gate, and knew somewhere in the back of her head that they'd be slain. She could only shake her head at this thought and keep moving foward; having slowed down just a tid-bit when she'd lost track of their speed. Now she walked behind Ignis, her spirits low and her head hung.

Whilst he fumed, Icim let her discomfort be known. She'd gone against her very view upon things just a few moments ago; having used violence instead of reasoning, and though these 'guards' had no life to them, Icim still felt wrong. Something inside of her was growing, and she dared not hope that it was the war crazy attitude of her father. If it were, Icim didn't know what she would do.

She wondered now if being like her mother had held her back; having not wanted away from home, only wanting something special to hold onto. Icim had held on to her non-violent nature; held it gently as if it were a babe, but now she felt like her mother had when that special thing had vanished. She was lost; not only in her mind but in her heart, but only one thing remained there; Ignis. He was now her something special to hold onto, but if she were to lose him too, she couldn't fathom the effects.

Her mother had only run off, but Icim's anger issues toward everything would have her seeking revenge for him. The thought chilled her to the bone, but the feeling would not be the only thing she felt. They had turned down a tunnel, and the aroma of food had hit Icim's nostrils; sending her stomach into a frenzy, though she wondered if she could keep anything down. His smiling face told her that she could, but still she wondered.
All that Icim wanted was some imported fruit, and so she ordered a couple of those items. Taking the smallest of the fruits first, she bit into it and looked toward Ignis, waiting for him to finish getting his things. Once he was done, she looked to her attire again and let out a soft sigh. She wanted to go home to her bed, but knew that something was bothering Ignis and that she would not let herself leave his side just yet. Wherever he went, for now, she would follow; whether she was covered in dirt or bothered by the scratches that she seemed to always get upon her armor.

She waited for him to take the lead and lead them to where he wished to go...

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It was all a blur as Ignis ordered his food; a well done steak with some vegetables on the side, and as he hate in patient silence, all he could think of was war. Not a war amongst angry men with false priorities and misguided angst; not a war between clans for control over a land, but war between all men, for but one dark purpose. Revenge. So many would want it against Septur; so many more would want it against Incendia, and even more would want it against those clans that hung their heads in fear, and hid from the world that was exploding beyond them. So many would want revenge; vengeance and destruction their goal, and Ignis was one of them

He ate his food in perfect silence; sitting on one of the shadowed benches, as the thoughts washed over him, and he fought to keep control. He needed to relax; to be free of the madness for a time being, and he definitely needed to get away from the dismal ash of Incendia. Its very color and texture was now pushing his rage out of control, and he didnt wish to be seen like that. Not by Ici at least.

So he decided without a hesitation; having finished his food and once again stood, that relaxing was exactly what the two would do. Him and Ici would head upward, and into the merchant section of Incendia, and visit a bathhouse with a natural hotspring. He would finally clean the filth; the ichor of combat and nature, from his body, and he could most assuredly use the time to collect his thoughts and form a more advantageous plan.

So; smiling again as if nothing was bothering him, Ignis turned from the bench and the eatery, and began walking again. Ici was close beside him as he moved; he could feel her struggle as her heart raced one minute, then slowed the next, but due to his own twisting line of thoughts, he couldnt sway her. At least not yet. Not til they were both relaxed a little more.

Walking for only a few minutes at most; having skirted a group of wandering merchants heading for the citys exit, Ignis and Ici reached the vaulted doorway to the bathhouse and spa. The warm water flushed the air with moisture; steam rising from vents in the walls, and from inside only a faint hissing sound could be heard. No one was there; the shopkeeper just maintaining the springs for when another person would need use of them, and Ignis was glad. He didnt want a commotion; a storm of men and women around him with their own problems, and this seemed like the perfect place to finally relax.

With a small nod towards the door and a smile towards Ici, Ignis stepped inside the moist bathhouse, and waited for her to follow...

Subject: Re: Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum) Thu Feb 10, 2011 4:47 pm

Her rump did not enjoy the benches in which the two sat, but Icim was in far too much turmoil to complain about anything. Pain met her with each step; internal and weakening. She heard the sounds of life moving on around her, but still Icim let herself feel as though she was still stuck in the rut; though before she had been alone when she sat in silence. As she glanced to Ignis, she knew that both were lost in their thoughts; deciding what their next move would be.

Biting into the bigger fruits now, Icim found the bitterness of the acid to be delightful and let out a soft sigh. She didn't want to stay long, and she wouldn't have to for Ignis moved away from the bench and began walking. With the moment of relaxing over, Icim scurried behind him as was expected of her, throwing the uneaten bits of the fruit where they belonged.

The sounds of the people around them bothered her, because though they seemed happy around her, Icim felt little happiness within. As they began to move through these people, Icim scurried up until she was almost pressed against Ignis; bright eyes darting around at the others. She had a strong dislike of people, and she knew that it showed, but still she kept moving along behind Ignis.

Upon reaching the bathhouse, Icim looked to Ignis in a questioning manner but followed him into the moisture. Though having a strong dislike for moisture, the warmth against her skin felt nice at that moment. Looking around at the almost empty area, Icim felt her shoulders relaxing, though she was not familiar with what bathhouses or spas were.

Now she looked up at the man near her and hoped to find some clues as to what she should do..

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Ignis turned to face Ici; the warmth of the spa enveloping him in a spinning mist as he did, and with a gentle smile he spoke. "M'lady.. have you never been to a bathhouse?" He asked; knowing all too well that not many incendians had ever been to such a place. "I must say; from what I remember as a child, they were quite relaxing.. and I could use a relaxing moment or two" Ignis' smile grew as he placed an arm over Icis shoulder and waited for their host to arrive. A burly fellow; with bits of dried dirt clinging to his left arm; with hair protruding in all the most awkward of places. He had huge brown eyes; a massive black beard, and his arms were nearly twice the size of an average smiths. He was a giant man no doubt, but as he spoke, and smiled, it was apparent he was but a genuinely nice one as well.

"Good day" He said with a smile "Welcome to the smelting pot" He laughed out the name; obviously not having chose it himself, as he indicated all around. There were benches with heated rocks below them; spinning pools of warmed water, and in the back was an entire wall dedicated to extreme amounts of steam. Water poured from small openings in the wall above; being pulled up from the underground aquifer, and as it fell it landed atop a constantly moving stream of lava, and set steam to fill the air. There were two seats near the wall; where people could sit and talk while basking in the relaxing moisture, but Ignis knew that not many Incendians ever would. This place was more for tourists than locals.

With a large grin; seeing the womans concern or confusion, the large man spoke up with renewed vigor and pointed to a small chamber to the right of the group. "Ma'm this here is the finest spa in all of Incendia.... probably the only one really" He laughed "an this ere is a room just for the females to sit in... with there being no business right now; id give free run of the place to any who would stay and use the facilities... but I understand if you are shy, or hesitant. So Id say your best bet would be to go in there, undress, and relax.. Towels are outside the doorway to the left; and if you need anything else, simply call out through the vents and someone will try to assist you"

Ignis grinned as the man spoke; knowing Ici would take him up on the offer, and before the option of payment came up, the burly fellow turned to Ignis and smiled.

"You two.. Seein as I aint had customers in a while.. and seein as you are one of our own soldiers... you two can go ahead and have this one for free.. whole day if youd like" The man was happy to finally do his job; having been standing in the moist air for almost two days now waiting for someone to show up, and the newcomers were exactly what he wanted.

"all I ask" He said afterwards "Is that you tell people about this place, and keep its name respected" The large man began to walk away; turning to look at Ignis before pointing to a rack for his armor, and a set of towels on the far wall. It was up to Ignis what he chose to do now; the large man leaving the central chamber where all the spa equipment was, and before he would decide anything, he would at least see what Ici thought.

He turned back to her; admiring the soft glow that the heat had restored to her, as his eyes fought to match his growing anticipation. The thought of relaxing simply thrilling him. His mouth opened as if to say something; falling shut with a silent snap before he could though, and with a coy grin he simply leaned in and kissed the top of Icis forehead, and turned away.

He grabbed a towel from the far wall; pulled off the upper plate of carbon armor, and wrapped the towel around his waist as the lower half fell to the floor. He took the two pieces of armor he had recently made; hung them from a rack nearby, and walked to the seats near the steaming wall. Even in the dim light of the spa; moisture seeming to draw them out more, anyone could see just how hard a life Ignis had lived.

From jagged tears down his side; large red scars stretching from shoulder to hip, all the way to countless shrapnel wounds and indents from where some rock or piece of earth had struck him; or he it. He had lived a hard life; though he would never complain, and it was all evident in his form as he slowly sat down amidst the vapor and smiled. He leaned his head back against the small cushion there, and closed his eyes. Finally relaxing....

Subject: Re: Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum) Thu Feb 10, 2011 6:52 pm

Icim's eyes focused on the smile that formed of his lips as he spoke, noticing little things about the man before her; though she almost missed his words. Catching the last part, she would look around the area, knowing that she had already begun to feel the relaxing of her tightened muscles. Though she would tense up as she saw the man approaching, still having a deep fear of speaking to other people, especially people who looked like they could wrap just their hands around her body and touch.

Though she was nervous around the man before them, Ignis' arm around her shoulders kept her from running out of the area and fleeing to her home. The man before her seemed nice and amicable, but Icim had seen much that was not as it seemed in the past few days. As she stared up at him, he spoke to her about the room for the females, but she knew that she wouldn't feel comfortable in there by herself. She would be relaxed for sure, but she would not feel like she belonged in the humidity of the room.

Staring up at the burly host for the moments that it took him to talk, Icim began to relax just a little more; feeling the stress and emotions slipping away from her inch by inch. The moment after he began to walk away, Icim found her eyes meeting those of Ignis; a smile forming of her lips even before she felt his lips against her pale flesh once more. A soft glow formed in her eyes as he did this, but a blush would soon color her cheeks a dark crimson.

Turning her head away from the undressing man, she stifled a giggle; waiting for the moments that she thought it would take him to slip out of his armor. Turning her head back, her eyes fell over the scars upon his back, and she found herself making a soft sound at them. As soon as the sound had escaped her lips, Icim found herself turning her entire frame around and walking toward that room; too embarrassed to be anywhere near Ignis at this point, even if it meant that she would have to go into the room without him.

Stepping into the room, she slipped out of her already revealing armor and wrapped herself in the warmth of a towel. Glancing back at the door, Icim thought about walking back to Ignis, but knew that she was safer if in here and away from the scars which she would surely want to run her fingers over. With a soft shudder, she let her tired legs move her more into the room and she looked around.

There were benches in this closed off room, but in the center was a place where she could get the dirt out of her hair if she wanted. Though she hated water, she would rinse her hair thoroughly and wrap it in it's own towel before moving to sit in the furthest corner from the door, finding it to be the warmest.

With a soft sigh, she let her eyes drift closed and let the tension out of her pale frame..

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Ignis was quiet; all but the beat of his heart eluding to the fact that he lived, as his tense muscles relaxed, and his body finally found relief. His stress had slowly begun to wash away; tides of warm air pulling away the anxiety each joint held, as he sat in the comfort of the warm steam, and let his body fall into an even deeper, more meditative state. He passed over countless thoughts; unable to focus on any for a mere moment, as he drifted in and out of consciousness. His sleep would come only in short bursts; mere minutes or seconds, but with each quick doze, another image would fill his mind. Images of him; of Ici and Incendia, and images of lightning.

Clouds rolled in Ignis' mind as he fought back the dizzying spells of sudden fatigue and comfort. He turned slightly in his seated position; eyes on the entrance to the building, as the billowing form of his thoughts began to coalesce. At first nothing more than single spark could be seen in his mind; a mere glimmer of leaping light, but as he sat idle and comfortable in the serenity of the water and heat, more sparks did appear. They flitted from his mind; from he clouds swirling in his thoughts, and as the first drop of rain began to fall in his subconscious, lightning did strike him.

His eyes opened with the realization; with the sudden understanding of what it meant, but before he would let it overcome him in more waves of anxiety, he pulled it back and took hold of his thoughts. He forced a cage around the idea; to be freed later, as he wondered silently how Ici was doing. By now; he thought, she would have washed up a bit, and was probably relaxing as he was. Though he wished to see her; to be near her in ways he didnt understand, he was far from comfortable with the idea of intruding on her peace. He would not simply barge in to be near her; though he so wished he could, and instead of passing the time by wondering what she was doing, he let it pass by knowing what she had done.

He though of him and her as they lay together that first night; the next day her choosing him over syn, and the very ride to Incendia. He remembered the worry on her face when he awoke in the embrace of darkness; cold, alone, and naked. He remembered just how she had cared, and he remembered just how much he did too. His eyes seemed to show the same intensity as the caged storm as he looked towards the room she was in; still patiently thinking of her in oh so many ways, and with a gentle sigh of content relief, he leaned back farther, and let his mind wander more....

Subject: Re: Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum) Thu Feb 10, 2011 8:07 pm

Though she lain upon the benches in that room, and her body was relaxed, she wanted Ignis' company. Her eyes would open as she looked toward the door, wondering if he felt the same way that she did. Without a second thought she would stand and wrap herself better in the towel; knowing that anyone could be out there.. or that he could have even left by now. Taking the towel off of her soaked hair now, she let it cover her bare shoulders and walked toward the door. Glancing for just a moment at the wall, she found that she could see herself in the mirror, but what she saw was not what she remembered.

Her face was soft, the cheekbones set like a birds, but it was the lips and eyes that caught Icim's attention the most. In relaxation, there was a bit of green near the pupil of the eye, and her lips still had the soft pink but seemed smoother now. Her eyes then moved to the hair that draped down over her pale flesh, and saw the way that it's unusually natural shade of red drew the attention in. Though, she still did not feel as though she should be seen.

Turning from the mirror now, Icim let out a soft sigh and made her way toward the door once more, and once reaching it she turned the knob. The slight change in temperature sent a chill up Icim's spine as she peered around the door at Ignis; seeing that he had hardly moved. She stared at him for a moment, but would disappear as he looked toward her; making her lips turn down in a frown as she stepped back into the room and let the door close behind her. Looking to her hand where she had left the other towel, Icim raised it and put it upon the rack once more before moving deeper into the room.

Again she returned to the center piece, but this time she placed the water upon her face and let the warmth take over her before she spoke to herself, "Sometimes I wonder why I didn't follow mom; now I know why. Feeling as though I need someone isn't the way I ever wanted to be, and only because I would end up like mother; alone in the end." Now she shook her head as she began to move back to the corner and spoke once more, "But I know that she saw it worthy, just as I do.."

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Ignis couldnt remember the last time he had relaxed in such a way. He couldnt remember much beyond the last week or so. It was just a blur of half-seen images, and a wash of half-noticed sounds up until he met Ici. With a sigh; knowing how deeply he despised water, but knowing how badly he needed to be clean, Ignis stood from his spot at the back wall; moved to one of the small spinning tubs of water, and stepped in.

The water was hot; bubbles and jets forcing it to spin and be removed as quickly as it entered. It was always recycling; cleaned and pumped back in hot once more, and Ignis suddenly realized just how relaxing it was. His body seemed to melt; taking the wet towel and setting it outside of the bubbling surface of the water, as he lay his head back and almost slipped below the surface. His heart slowed; his muscles rejoiced, his mind cleared, and his entire body felt instantly better. The grim layers of death and ash that had clung to him for so long washed away; the water cleaning him of impurities and anxiety as he sat slouched in its embrace, but still.. something was missing...

As if it wasnt apparent enough; being alone in the place and having Ici in the other room, Ignis felt oddly alone. He looked around; seeing no one, hearing no one, and the odd sense of abandonment slowly began to fill him. He wanted Ici there; near him at least, but he had already seen her peak out and go back into the room. So he dare not enter and upset her. He didnt know what to do as the water lapped up over the side of the whirlpool and washed more dirt from the warm floor nearby. He wanted her there; wanted to hold her and be close to her, but she was keeping herself so far away... "Maybe" he though "Maybe I should just ask?"

With a slight pause; a sigh, and a deep breathe, Ignis spoke louder than the combined roar of the water in the room, and aimed his voice for the vent leading into Ici's. His heart pounded as he stopped; his sudden wonder and worry building, as he waited for a response of some kind... "Ici... why dont you come out here and join me.... the water is amazing, and theres plenty of room?"

Subject: Re: Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum) Thu Feb 10, 2011 8:45 pm

Icim stood near her corner for a moment as she thought about Ignis again, and soon she would turn back to the door; her feet still in the same place. She wanted to go to him, whether they were both bare or not, and feel his warmth; his company. Knowing what she wanted was the easy part, but knowing how to achieve that closeness was the hard part. With a soft sigh, she stepped back toward the water and looked at herself in the reflection; this time seeing seeing the frown that had formed of her lips.

Soon she would look up from this gathering of water; Ignis' voice sounding through the vent as if he were sitting next to her. His words sent her heart pounding against her chest as she thought about what she should do, and she decided that she wanted to be by him bad enough to let herself be that close and bare, though she knew not where he would be.

"Coming dear.." Though the words left her lips, it took her a few moments to gather her courage and step toward the door once more. Once there she grabbed at her armor and let it drape over the arm that she didn't use to open the door. With a deep breath she waited for the cooler air of the more open room to reach her skin and send the chill up her spine again before turned to head down toward the area where Ignis had invited her to.

Then she looked to the tub in which he sat and then to the other, wondering which one he spoke of when he talked about her coming out here. Biting at her lip, she glanced between both of them....

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With a gentle nod; an encouraging hand breaching the surface of the spinning pool of hot water, Ignis offered Ici a seat beside him in the comfort of the tub. The spinning pool; jets blowing heated air through the already warmed water, was but a frothy mixture of bursting bubbles, and steam. You couldnt see below the surface of the water itself; Ignis seeming to disappear into it, as the surface itself tried to reflect his image in oh so many twisting ways.

His eyes fell upon her as she drew near; her armor over her shoulder and a look of confusion on her face, but Ignis knew it wouldnt last. Just like his own confusion or shyness around her, it would soon melt away like the stress of the day, and give up the moment to relaxation and warmth.

His smile spread as his hand reached out for her; still uncertain whether she would accept it and step into the waist high water, but his eyes were even brighter than before. Spinning and twisting pools of jade and cerulean; seeming to match the foaming water below them, looked upon the beautiful Incendian woman before him, as he patiently waited. Nothing else mattered; no appointments to rush to, or deeds to be done, so he had no worries in the world. Lest she decline of course... then he would only be worried whether she was upset... but that was only if she refused... if...

Subject: Re: Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum) Thu Feb 10, 2011 9:47 pm

Looking to the tub in which he sat, Icim's large canines gripped at her lip. She wanted to be near him again, but it would mean exposing herself completely and allowing their bodies to be bare in the same area. As her teeth let go of their captive lip, Icim turned and walked a few feet away to place her armor upon a safe spot on the floor. Now she knelt to make sure that no more damage could be done to the armor, and she would take a deep breath before straightening up again and turning to him.

Now she walked toward him, the towel still clinging to her frame, but before she could let herself be exposed, she stared into his gaze and let herself grow a little more attached. With that she let her hand move up to the towel that covered her from chest to mid-thigh and let it slip to the floor; exposing her pale, non-scared flesh, and the softness of her curves though there was much muscle under it.

Crimson would color her cheeks as she would place her hand in his and begin to move into the tub. Moving to sit by him where he had indicated earlier, and settling into to water with a soft sigh of comfort. She let the water flow over her for a few moment before she turned her still red face and bright eyes to Ignis, wondering what he would do now that she was there.

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Ignis sighed; fearing he had done something wrong, as Ici walked away and slowly knelt. He wondered what it could have been; whether on accident recently, or perhaps earlier, but when she turned back to face him, he realized she was just sitting her armor down. He smiled again as she began to walk back; her legs exposed, and the toned soft skin seeming even warmer in the moist air, and he couldnt help but look her over as she moved. Muscle lay beneath the soft skin of her every curve; beautiful curves they were he thought to himself, and when she gripped the edge of her towel, Ignis was suddenly faced with something all together different.

His eyes moved over her; as the towel fell, and with such little time taken, he memorized everything. Every supple curve; the form of her hips and shoulders, all the way to her toned and pale stomach, was taken in at once, as she bared all and approached. He saw the flush of her cheeks; felt the rush of her warmth even over the heat in the air, and his own body seemed to grow hotter in that instant. She placed her hand in his; their bare bodies slipping down to be side by side, as she stepped into the whirlpool of hot water, and sank into comfort.

Ignis was partially thankful for the bubbling water; not being able to see beyond the very surface of her upper chest as she slipped down lower than him, for it would save him from staring at her beautiful form and causing any embarrassment. This was the first time they had been so close; so exposed to one anothers eyes and bodies, but Ignis knew that he would wish for many more times in the future. The warmth of the water was nothing compared to the warmth of her contact;a smile gracing his lips as he looked upon her, and even the simplest of touches between them brought him to a state of elation.

With a slow and delicate move; one arm sliding around behind her shoulders and pulling her body to his, Ignis wrapped her in his gentle embrace, and placed a soft kiss upon her temple. He wished for more of course; remembering the brief kiss they had shared before, but he was not one to step where he knew not the rules.. and here.. was a place he knew nothing at all... So he was patient; wondering if she would move to act or stay as she was, as the water bubbled and spun around the two...

Subject: Re: Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum) Thu Feb 10, 2011 10:36 pm

She fell into the comfort that was his warmth at his softest touch; thanking him for his embrace as she looked up at him with warm eyes. The kiss to her temple would only make a smile form of her lips as it seemed to linger even when he had pulled away from it. She laid her head against his shoulder for a few moments and simply enjoyed being near him; knowing that she would want to have many more days of relaxation, even if it were not in the spa. Him being close to her was enough to make her happy.

Curling her frame into a loose ball, Icim let her hand slide into his that had wrapped around her shoulder and smiled just a bit more. Looking to their joined hands, she would bite at her lip in thought; knowing that she wanted to get closer to him but afraid to be turned away like she had turned down others. Taking deep breaths would not help her in this situation; yet still she tried to calm her nerves down so that she could allow herself the simple pleasure of a kiss.

Knowing that she would just have to suck it up, she would turn back to look up at Ignis before closing the distance between the soft flesh of their lips; only to capture his in a gentle yet soft peck. She dared not stay long against his lips for she had no control over herself, nor did she like the fact that her chest brushed against him as she did...

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The kiss shook Ignis from his thoughts; however calm his mind was before, it was now a tidal wave of spinning emotions, and even before their bodies began to touch, Ignis was growing warmer. He couldnt tell if it was physical; the temperature in his mind seeming to grow to an explosive level almost instantly, as his lips pressed to hers, and her body moved against his. He didnt know what to do; lost to nerves, confusion, and an odd sense of excitement, as her lips moved gently, and began to pull away. He wanted it to continue; everything, every nerve in his body on fire with a wonderful burn, and without realizing he had done so, his opposite arm wrapped around Ici, and he pulled her against him more.

Their bare bodies pressed together in the water as Ignis once again kissed Ici. His lips sought not to overpower hers; the gentleness of her own kiss leaving him wanting for more, but they definitely wanted something. He could feel his instincts fading away to a mere imagination bound thought form that had once been there; his eyes slowly closing as he deepened the kiss and their bodies became but one in the water. He couldnt smile; though it was what he was doing in his mind, and every part of his body that touched hers was alight with sparks of heated desire. He didnt know what to do; where to turn next, but with the kiss lingering longer than any other he and her had shared, he knew he wanted this. At that very moment, and many more times.

Her bare body formed to his; the scars of his past pressing to her soft skin beneath the water, as he held her and slowly pulled his lips from hers. He didnt want to stop, but he could feel his heart already racing, and didnt know if it was going to explode should he continue. His eyes were open again as their lips broke free; their bodies still together, and his mind was focused on only one thing... her

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Chrys had heard talking of wanting out of Incendia, and he got an idea, step one of his great plan. he started talking among the groups of people who were talking about wanting out. he explained to them that he was trying to get his homeland back in shape again after being destroyed. He told them about how the plains seemed to roll on gracefully, and not jagged like all these rocks, the temperature wasnt quite what they were use to, but its better then the temperatures near those volcanoes. He explained how everything was peaceful around there all the time, and not so hectic as this area was. He also told them that his name was Chrys and he was a former Tenkuu, but considering his homeland was destroyed, he was now an outsider looking in to everyone else, and this was his way of getting his homeland restored back to its naturally beautiful state it was in before he left, and then came back to it being destroyed.
He smiled a little as they all agreed to leaving Incendia after talking among each other for about five minutes, he told them to go wait for him at the beginning of the trail heading to the old Tenkuu. He went to a few shops, snagging a few things from the shops, doing it secretly, he felt happy about himself for snagging another sheath for his new sword, he started strapping it on his hip as he caught someone eyeballing him and he asked the man quietly "you care to die?" The man shook his head and looked away. Chrys smiled a little and walked by everyone and started walking along the trail "lets go.. its time we get moving" The people all started following him as he led them down the trail, away from the Incendian land, but closer to the Tenkuu's homeland, or what was left of it.

Subject: Re: Incendia Calx (Main body RPing forum) Fri Feb 11, 2011 4:04 pm

No longer was there embarrassment within Icim as she felt the strong arms of the man wrapping around her and pulling their bare bodies to one another. With their position, Icim's chest was pressed into him, but she cared little as her lips pressed back to his. After the initial touching of their lips, Icim found her body against his; seeming to melt into the warmth that he gave off.

Though their lips would soon part, Icim found herself opening the eye that she had not know had shut; her mind focusing on the man before her as heat warmed her body from the inside out. Without a second thought her arms would slide around his middle as if she were trying to tell him that she was not going to go anywhere, and in all reality she did not want to.

With their bodies in such a vulnerable position, Icim should have felt defensive, but instead she fell into that warmth and let her lips press to his jaw; letting them linger there for a moment or two as she thought about all that they'd been through and how much more they would. Icim had let her guard down already, and this was one of the biggest parts for her; baring herself not only emotionally but physically.

With that thought in her mind, Icim began to giggle...

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Ignis felt nothing but warmth; pure and powerful warmth, as Ici pulled herself closer, and their bodies became one below the water. There seemed to be no end to the flow of emotions; Ignis' eyes never losing that brilliant glow, as the two held each other in the warmest of embraces, and the thoughts of war and ruin simply fell away. Nothing was left in the wake of their connection; no remorse, fear, guilt or sadness, and Ignis loved every moment of it.

He could feel her heart beating through her chest; her bare body pressed to his, and he wondered if she could feel his as surely as he could hear it. For it was like a beating drum in his mind; the sound alone keeping him in the moment longer, as it continuously reminded him he was alive, and this wasnt just a dream. He smiled without thought; his heart seeming to do it for him, as she lay her head against him and placed a kiss upon his chin. He was growing warmer; though how he didnt know, and it seemed he was even beginning to glow.

His arms and legs began to deepen their heated color; his eyes following suit, as something other than anger took over completely, and he lost himself to the uncontrollable nature of his own body. His breathing began to stagger and skip; as if he couldnt catch up with it, as he looked down upon Ici and ran a hand along the curve of her back. Her skin was like silk; he had never before felt such a beautiful thing, and he silently wished that he could feel more of it without losing himself completely. For even in that moment; as simple and loving as it was, so much more burned inside of him that it wasnt to be released. He wanted to touch her; hold her close, feel every curve of her delicate body, and yet he wanted nothing more than to just look at her... It was confusing; terribly confusing, and Ignis didnt wish for it to be any other way.

He was terrified for the first time in his life; vulnerable and exposed without a guard or defense, and he only wanted that fearful connection to continue... whatever happened next would surely only make it better....

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