Seth, the Dragon Tamer [MxF] [18+]

[♥ Luna Xian ♥]

Seth von Burin

Name: Seth von Burin
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Status: Single

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Seth walked into the cave of the Dragon, he was fearless some would say. The small village neighboring the cave had paid heavily for the removal of the rampaging Dragon. Seth had willingly come into the cave, ready to tame the wild beast, as he did all the others. It was easy, if you knew the secret....

"Hey! You big brute, show your fat ass!" Seth yelled, letting his voice echo into the cave, going farther and farther back. An answerting roar echoed loudly, and loud crashing, coming closer, followed.

The first thing Seth did at the sound of the roar, was calmly remove his gloves and stuff them easily into his pants. He then poise his sword in a way that could be drawn within seconds, just in case. The beast was almost upon him now, and Seth took a gaurd position, keeping his sword in its' sheath but his hands out streched.

The beast roared a challaned, and sprung foward, unfurling its wings. Seth jumped high with inhuman strenght doing a roll in the air, and landing right in the middle of the dragon's head. He placed his hands firmly on the Dragon's head and placed his knees tightly around the beast's neck. The Dragon wailed and waved his long neck around.

Seth closed his eyes, shutting out the motion and placing a spell of obediance on the Dragon. The monster calmed, and waited for an order. "All right big brute, fly me to the town!" Seth called happily.

The Dragon launched out of the caves, rushing foward, and flying directly to the town, Seth on his back.

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In town, Seth was paid handsomly, and feasted like king. He released the Dragon miles from anywere it could do damage, and had settled down in a local Inn...

[rastlain]

Name: Azra
Age: Seemingly 20
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Status: Single

A smile, sly and mischievous, played apon Azhra lips as her blade embedded itself deep within the mans gut. His face went pale as his eyes widen with the pain he was to endure. Or rather what he did endure, for such pain lasted but only seconds until his conscience fell into eternal darkness. His body became limp in that instance, and with a simple jerk, Azra removed the blade from the mans chest. He thus fell, like all the other bodies scatter throughout the little area she was in. She eyed them all in a disgusted manner, with a hint of boredom. A small 'tch' sound escaped her lips as she threw the blade down near her victim. "You can have your sword back, dragon-slayer..." She said coldly, her demonic smile placed firmly on her lips. She then looked away from the carcasses, and took a step forward as to exit the scene, but then stuttered as a sharp, abrupt pain formed in her chest. Her eyes went slightly wide with shock, as she let out a slight yell in pain. She placed her hand apon the wall for support while the other gripped her chest. She remained there, hunched over slightly as the pain soon surpassed. Her eyes began to narrow as the pale green began to flicker into a deep, dark red. Her jaw clenched, and her hands curved into a fist with fury. "Another one..." She said softly to herself.

This wasn't the first time she had felt this pain. Yes, many of her fellow dragons have been awakened, and the same pain pierced through her chest as abruptly as this one. But...it has been happening much more recent than it should. She soon gained her composure, and stood, the pain gone, and her green eyes back in the iris. She walked out of that ally, no sign of blood to show her beginning actions.

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Azra rested her elbows apon the bar table in a rather cool manner, as her eyes stared within the depths of the cup before her. She felt sick being in this inn, for it was littered with pathetic mortals that she believed had no reason for living, so why should they live at all. Past that, her mind wandered onto yet another awakened dragon. Mind you, it wasn't that she hated her own kind. However, her awakened kinsmen are usually awakened by humans, humans that could manipulate them, casting those...what were they? Obedient spells! True enough, there were those of her kind that would gladly side with the humans, having no spell put on them. These dragons, to Stine, were hardly dragons at all. She closed her eyes, heaving a sigh at this, and taking her cup. She placed the cup to her lips and leaned her head back, allowing the liquid to course down her throat. She then slammed it back down on the table, throwing an icy gaze to the bartender. "You..." She said abruptly, in a commanding manner. "Another round..."

[♥ Luna Xian ♥]

((Ahh, I'm a bit confused, if you read that last little thinger-ma-jig, it said he released the Dragon, since I'm not for killing them. Sooo... I'm sorry if sound slow but erm... Bleh, how to put this-- What did you mean? Also your little character profile intro thing, it says Male, but --- You refer to Azrah as 'her' and 'she' ?))

[rastlain]

(( Fweh! I'm so sorry! I must of misread you posty! I'm sorry I got home from work and was tired and...I'M SO SORRY! I forgot the fe infront of the male...dang it. That's somewhat depressing. Unfortunately I need to go to work now but I shall edit asap! I AM SO SORRY! ))

[rastlain]

(( I modified. Once again please accept my most humble apologies! Fweh... ))

[♥ Luna Xian ♥]

((No worries ^__^;; It happens to the best of us!))

Seth was almost at that pass-out drunk stage, he had been drinking since the moment he had gotten back from releasing the Dragon into the wilderness. He had laid the beast in another cave he had found way out in the neighboring mountains, and had broken the spell of Obidance and had cast a minor sleeping spell on the beast. The Dragon would awaken in a few hours, with no desire to return to the village.

Now Seth was tired, fighting the Dragon, then placing the spells on it had sapped him of his strenght. "Hic--Waiter-ess, more brandy--HIC--pleash." He called, his words slurred.

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The waiter nodded to both Satine's and Seth's orders. She went behind the counter and prepeared two drinks, carrying them over. She placed a glass on Satine's table and headed over to Seth's, placing it there. Set6h hiccuped again, and took a sip of the brandy.

[rastlain]

Azra watched with a cold gaze as the waitress made her way to the drunken fellow. She placed the cup of liquor before him and left, however her attention was now fixed on the drunken one. Horrible stature, ridiculously drunk, she eyed him with little interest, infact it was a look of pure disgust. It took her everything not to get up and shove the table right into the man's face. Actually, even with everything Azra was unable to hold her temptation of destroying this man in some way. Though it wasn't as drastic of shoving the table in his face. No...she simply eyed his glass jug carefully and as he lifted his glass to drink she merely said a word. A soft word, one that could only be heard to those listening. However, it was after such a spidery word that the glass in his hand shattered into seemingly a million pieces, the shards flying everywhere as the liquid poured down. She looked away, her eyes looking down within the depths of her cup as a sly smile played apon her face.

[♥ Luna Xian ♥]

Seth sobered slightly when the glass shattered, shards of point glass raced to his unprotected face. Even in his drunken state he threw up a weak veil of protection, just enough to protect his face. Many of the peices however cut deeply into his unprotected arms and neck. Blood began pouring down him, "Owch." He mumbled, not really feeling it. The peices of glass the were ment to hit his face fell to the table with a muffled clink.

A few people were already helping him to his feet, asking him if he was alight, "Fine, fine." He mumbled, looking around. I will find who did that, he vowed.

"Dragonslayer! Are you okay? You are bleeding everywhere!" Someone cried.

[rastlain]

It was in that mere instant, when the word dragonslayer reached her ears that her smile faded. She simply sat there, her face quite emotionless indeed, however her eyes seemingly lighting in flames. She then stood abruptly, the chair she once sat on flying back. She did not look at him directly at this point, her deep green gaze merely side glancing him. Her hand was now curved into a nicely made fist. Apon her rather quick standing, the room grew somewhat quite, and seemingly a dark aura began to form around her making others shift uncomfortably. "Dragonslayer?" She said in a question form, through it came through her teeth. It was obvious her anger was great as her eyes flicked in a dangerous manner.

[♥ Luna Xian ♥]

A rather young boy, most likely a bar hand, young and rather stupid approached her. He was on his knees, picking up shattered peices of glass. He edged twoards her a bit, shattered peices of glass in his hands, "Oh yes, he is the Dragonslayer! It is said that once he gets ahold of a dragon it just dissapers!" The boy cried out, obviously idolizing the man.

Seth of course was staring at her, calming himself, riding himself of the alcohal in his system, breaking it down and helping it to be pushed out faster, with each moment he became slowly sober. This woman had to have been the one to make his glass explode.

[rastlain]

Azra eyes narrowed and her anger grew, though it seemed it could grow no further. She was at her breaking point and it was clear. Her eyes flickered slightly from their pale green to an infuriating read. Though it was slight, and only one truly paying attention would notice. She turned her daggerish gaze to the boy. "Really..." She said, her voice gone cold as if she was death himself, and had a most intimidating effect. It was a rather fast movement however, in any case, she kicked the boy, with a force that made him fly a feet or two. Mind you, she wasn't using all her strength. All the men seemed to stand on that note, their hands going to their swords however there was clear hesitation. She had a dark vibe, that made others uneasy, and confused. But there were many men, despite such dark atmosphere, that stood and drew their blades in offensive manner. Azra's pale gaze wandered the room and the sarcastic smile that left her only moments before regained as she eyed the men with amusement. She obviously thought this whole thing was a game. Her hand placed lightly apon her hips, there being no signs of a sword, nor any other weapon to defend herself, but she didn't seemed at all concerned. "I have no fight with you rats..." She hissed. " However, I don't mind killing a couple pathetic mortals before I bring down a dragonslayer..." It was a rather mused tone. They were mortals, simply normal people that could not stand against her, and that's what she liked. People being lower than her, and she could kill with ease. Yes, it would be a satisfying day indeed.

(( I had...nothing else to say!!!!!!! I fail as an rpier! ))

[♥ Luna Xian ♥]

((Aww don't ever say that, I know I pale in comparison to your RPing skills. ))

Seth now stood on his own, wavering slightly. "Mortals put your wepons down and leave, this fight is not yours." He said, his voice strong now. Seth faced the woman, "Why do you wish to slay me? What wrong have I done to you to cause you such hatred?" He asked boldly, knowning he had done no wrong to this woman. Why would she want to kill him then? It was a question that bothered him, but if she wanted him dead, he would not go down without a fight.

[rastlain]

(( Fweh! I just realized she has no weapon so I had to edit my other post slightly but not to dramatic! ))

Azra's pale gaze shifted to the man who once sat like a drunken full with a cold glare. She stood straight, now turning fully toward him, not bothering to conceal her anger. "Wrong?" She hissed questionably but it wasn't a question at all. She fell silent for a moment, a distilled atmosphere seemed to capture the room. "My reasons are of my own..." She said coldly, breaking the silence. "But being that you ask such a question, you obviously don't know who or what I am, thus are unworthy for the title 'dragonslayer'." It was then that she raised her hand horizontally at her side, her hand now relaxed and unclenched. "But not to fear, I shall remove you of your title..." It was after such a dark comment that her armed moved toward him, her palm facing him with a demonic elegance. Thus from her palm burst an orb, a dark orb that swirled around itself and zoomed toward him with deadly precession.

[♥ Luna Xian ♥]

"What reason is so absolute that it allows for the killing of innocents?" Seth asked, waving his hand in a motion to the remaining, (stupid) people. "True to your word, I do not know who you are or what you are." But it was her comment about the Dragonslayer title that sparked a light in his mind. Was she another extremist (sp?) who were against Dragonslayers? He had come across a few before, but obviously this woman did not know what he did with the dragons once he found them.

"If you think I harm the Dragons then you are wrong!" Seth cried, a bit to late as the orb zoomed twoards him. "Shit." He cried, trying to jump out of the way.

[rastlain]

Azra shrugged at his question. "Ah...but I'm so good at it..." She said, her voice thick with sarcasm, this reply referring to his innocent question. But it was after such a comment, that her hand reached out to grabbed the hilt of a sheathed sword that was strapped to a random man's waist. It was an abrupt move, the man that supposedly owned the sword blinked in confusion. He had little time to act before Azra hissed another incantation and the man was thrown back by an invisible force with enough momentum to knock the man out. Being this force so abrupt, the sword unsheathed as she held the hilt and the man was thrown back.

She placed the flat end of the blade apon her shoulder in a cool manner, her pale cold gaze never leaving him. At his comment, her gaze grew ever so icy, if to match her voice. "You word mean hardly noting, if it means anything at all. You claim you don't harm dragons and yet you allow these...things to refer you as the 'dragonslayer'." She said coldly, referring things to humans. "How about I define slayer for you?" True enough, it was a rather offhand sarcastic mark, but such a rhetorical question as met with a light glint apon her flashing blade as she calculated where exactly he would land after dodging her attack. She merely had to crouch her legs slightly, and she was thus in a haze, her form revealing itself now behind Seth as she sliced toward him horizontally.

(( I keep on forgetting that it's Azra and not Satine...doh! ::hits forehead:: ))