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Wrath

POSTED: Sun Jul 07, 2019 3:22 pm

After all this time, she was finally shaping herself into a worthy fighter, wanting to better herself into someone Greed would wish he hadn't simply tossed aside. The dark fae had been working with the larger of her two brothers for a good amount of time at this point, having him train her tirelessly. A fire burned within her, having been sparked from her pain and anger. She would make sure he regretted his mistake in choosing some girl over her.

Her body still ached from their last lesson, but Lust was far too determined to simply give in at this point. She would work through any aches and pains until she accomplished her goal. Paws carried the lithe woman to their normal meeting place, a hand resting on the handle of the long, curved blade at her hip. The dark woman certainly didn't look soft and helpless anymore. Sure, she still bore her many scars, but the way she held herself now was different than before. Her head was held high, standing tall and exuding the confidence she had once lost. Muscle was slowly building on her slender form, strong legs carrying her to where she needed to be. Icy blue eyes found her target, coming to a stop a short distance before him. Brother. Lust gave a simple greeting, well aware of the fact that they still had a good amount of work to do.
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POSTED: Mon Jul 08, 2019 2:20 am

Wrath has had his time in the sun with execution under his belt the mystery of the missing horse, and a whole group of loners to care for. Abby was one of the children that had shown the most frantic behavior in his pursuit of greater justice. The father feared for his young until he nestled into the arms of River. The witch had shown her worth in taming the wild storm of righteousness that was the young warrior. Wrath had found one to tame his fire once but that time had passed. It seemed that perhaps such an era had ended for his siblings as well.

Lust was a woman driven by her heart. The sin's mind while sharp frequently found itself engulfed in the fires that dwelled within her. No flame could possibly burn quite as bright as the fires of hate. He could read each and every twitch of the woman's muscles. When their weapons crashed into each other he saw that it was not him she fought against. There was something deeper she wished to destroy, to free herself from, to make right. Wrath let out a soft sigh as he made his stroll to the latest of their sessions.

The giant began to ache with every step, letting out a groan while he stretched his limbs before setting a foot closer to the scent of the sinful. Wrath looked out into the great beyond as he gripped a short sword for this match to allow Choronzon a chance to rest her edge. Oh, how he wishes he could lay down with a cup of tea but the duty comes before pleasure. "Lust, before we begin to remember to control yourself. Use the fires that burn inside of you but do not let them control you." Wrath looked his sister in the eye not allowing their gaze to shift as he stepped closer "Body, heart and mind must be in harmony for the best result. If something is eating at your heart then it will only hinder your progress if you don't let it out." This was a lesson imparted to the giant by his mother and a lesson all warriors training under him are given without exception.
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POSTED: Wed Aug 07, 2019 11:11 pm

Lust was more than ready to continue with her lessons, more than intent on bettering herself in order to make her former mate regret his decision to leave her. In reality, she wished she could cause him harm, make him feel all the pain she felt. He tossed her aside as if she meant nothing to him, shunning her after the last incident with Lux, even going as far as to leave her to her own pain when she lost the pups she had been carrying because of that incident. He had made it clear he wanted nothing to do with her and soon she would ensure he would regret it.

That burning hatred she felt was more than clear for her elder brother to see. He told her to use the fire but to ensure it would control her actions. I won't let them control me. She would not allow anything or anyone to control her ever again. She gave a simple nod at his words, knowing it would be best to have a conversation with her brother after this lesson. It was true, she needed to get all these emotions out or she would only end up hurting herself. After. It was a simple statement, but that was all that was needed between the two of them. She held a ready stance, waiting for him to make a move.
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POSTED: Thu Aug 08, 2019 12:22 pm

After having lost Death, the giant of a man took comfort in his children and his work. The two of those passions began to mesh as Abby started haphazardly attacking those perceived as villains, Imp's persistent strikes on any person who seemed off, and Banshee's consistent usage of poisons. The stars aligned high in the heavens for his job to not detract but to enhance his life with his pups. The loss was devastating but to lose them would be all the worse. His heart could not take losing his precious babies. To have witnessed loss, to have seen the shock and pain first-hand. Wrath knew the talk after the spar would not be an easy one.

The warrior gripped his short sword by the handle and pulled it out. His eyes narrowed on her examining every inch of his foe. She had made progress. Her muscles have built up beneath the pelt. Each strike received will be harder than before. Wrath took the first step charging his opponent with a shoulder bash to see if she had her footing ready. The blade would extend out to keep her eye occupied while his body will knock her down. He needed to see what she has learned.
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