Visiting [KYO/OPEN]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; vertical-align: top;][STYLE=width: 266px; padding: 17px 17px; text-align: justify; font: 11px tahoma; background: #190A11; border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px; color: #b8bfc3; float: left; -moz-border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;]She understood that her time of freedom was running out. She could feel each grain of sand falling through the hour glass. Each one weighing down on her, the fate that her father had forced on her. The moment her father decided that she would be better off as a test subject, this fate was bound to find her. It was only a matter of time. She figured if her time was running out she would go out in her own way. What better way then to visit her dad only to sneak off and get the layout of her future home? That is, if they decided not to kill her outright. Then again, she understood for a Group V, she had some pretty odd characteristics, so their curiosity might be her means of survival. If not she had a good run and would accept it. Since her mother's death a few years ago, she had taken out a couple of weaker werewolves and had even stumbled upon an Ex. She avoided nobles, simply because she knew their powers far exceeded her own. She was too smart to go after a noble or a pureblood. Freya stepped gingerly through the halls of the Scarlet Rose Academy, as if she belonged there, which in a sense she did. Her planning had been done in advance. She had no idea of the physical layout except for the dorm her father stayed in but so far it had been a breeze. It's only a matter of time before she becomes spotted as an imposter. An unregistered test subject would raise an alarm eventually. So she figured if she was gonna get caught, why not go out blazing? Which is why she went straight for the big guns, meaning the King Vamp's cage. As she approached the area, a security guard grabbed her arm and asked her what she was doing. She faked a cringe and looked teary eyed at him for a second before looking down at the ground. "I just came to see the vampire king. I thought that was allowed." The guy, probably a werewolf, would probably pick up her test subject scent and see that her emotion seemed like genuine fear. He let her arm go giving her a warning to keep quiet and not to rattle him up. She doubted an immortal vampire would rattle easily. Her curiosity propelled her forward and she finally saw the King. He was a terrible sight but amazing at the same time. She could sense how powerful he was from a large distance. He wasn't a force to be tampered with. The Academy will suffer for chaining him up like this, it was only a matter of time, and King Kyo had time on his side of the court. Her pink hair was down today, an attempt to keep anyone who would recognize her from noticing before she slipped by. She wore a simple gown that clung to her figure but didn't show off too much of her vamped up body. The dress ended at her knees. She stepped cautiously up to the cell and cleared her throat to get his attention. "I'm not sure how to address you, but I've come to visit you." Her voice was light and sweet. She didn't want to offend the person who was responsible for her having the powers she has.[/style] [STYLE=font: 32px impact; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -415px; line-height: 35px; -o-transform: rotate(90deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(90deg); margin-left: -10px; float: right; color: #ECA6A4;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px;]CHEMICAL[/style]EMOTION[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background: #ECA6A4; width: 100px; padding: 5px; margin-top: -310px; margin-right: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; font: 10px orator std; text-align: justify; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000;]The Love Switch inside of me has always been turned off. Weak emotions didn't move me. I simply floated without saying anything... Through the filter around my heart, only your signal passed through. The longing of others in comparison seemed like an illusion. Chemical Emotion Digital Motion There are feelings I want to send but if love doesn't exist my gears would make a painful sound. [/style]

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[Kyo Youchi Kiri]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: transparent; width: 440px; padding-left:7px, bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,2,true] [STYLE=border-bottom:2px solid #666666; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#FFFFFF; text-align:left; padding-left:60px;]Your in the presence of the King ! ![/style] [STYLE=margin-top:-18px; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#FFFFFF; text-align:right; font-size:10px; margin-bottom:-5;]notes: I apologize for the delay ◆ words: unknown[/style] [STYLE=float:left; background:#ffffff; padding:8px; padding-right:5px; color:#444444; float:right; margin-left:-1px; margin-right:10px; opacity:0.8; height: 325px; overflow:auto; width:300; moz-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999; box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999;] Kyo was tired now. Very tired in fact. All the blood the doctors here saw fit to draw from his veins was now missing from his body. Being anemic was never fun for anyone. It was an annoyance to an almost immortal creature such as himself, but could be tolerated. He had tolerated this for the past fourteen years after all. The king no longer looked like a powerful being at first glance, but anyone with a bit of a brain could sense it, and tell just from the way Kyo acted. The vampire was sitting in a cushion covered reclining chair. He didn't bother to have the foot part out of the chair. His shirt was stained with blood, and his wrists were still tightly bound. He usually looked this way after the harvested his blood. Beaten, abused, weak. Well as weak as a pureblood could ever possibly be without being close to death. A body like his own could handle loosing much more blood than a human ever could. As long as he had a little blood left he wouldn't be in any danger. He was no where near his prime, but he wouldn't be in danger of death. His long black hair was honestly a mess. The vampire's skin was pale, even for a vampire's standards. There were baby pink marks on various parts of him, they weren't healing because he hadn't been fed yet. Kyo was drifting between being asleep and awake, he got plenty of sleep in this place at least. The vampire king's ears picked up on conversation and he heard the voice of the guard and a young female. He tilted his head, making his bangs move away from his eyes so he could see. The man was adorned in a blood stained t-shirt, and denim jeans that were also stained. This didn't really bother him because he had never really been a fan of fancy uncomfortable clothes anyway. He wished they would at least be clean of the bloodstains but they weren't. Usually he was free to move about in his cell, but he would have to wait a few hours before they forgave him for his "bad behavior" and released him from these chains so he could enjoy the confines of his cell more freely. His red eyes peered out at the pink haired girl who had entered to greet him. Kyo seemed like such a tattered thing, but his red eyes showed no sign of defeat. The king seemed rather prideful, considering he had been a hostage for fourteen years. That was mearly an annoying amount of time for an almost-immortal such as himself. Of course, being in a place like this dragged out the time, even for him. Kyo found her greeting amusing. His mouth twisted into a pleasant smile. For a prisoner he was rather agreeable, but that was simply because he wasn't being poked at by a pestering nurse. "How thoughtful of you to come visit me. I don't get many visitors these days." The kind exhaled as if he was reminiscing about something. "My name is a mouthful, you can simply call me Kyo. Was there no specific reason for a child such as yourself to visit me? I don't recall your pretty face among any of my visitors." He offered a friendly smile, but his voice was a bit hoarse as if it hadn't been used much and his eyes were those of a predator's. The red glow of his eyes was accompanied by something old and wise and dangerous. His eyes were quite captivating. Looking into a predator's eyes is like seeing the white light, it sends chills down your spine yet you want to go closer no matter how dangerous it would be and how reason screams for you to stop. If you are prey, then looking into a predator's eyes is accepting death. Of course, with Kyo in his current circumstances he was really quite harmless. He was simply a tiger behind bars, he might be able to take a swipe but unless you were being extremely stupid and sticking your head in his jaws you were safe. 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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; vertical-align: top;][STYLE=width: 266px; padding: 17px 17px; text-align: justify; font: 11px tahoma; background: #190A11; border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px; color: #b8bfc3; float: left; -moz-border-radius: 50px 0px 0px 50px;] So this was her power source? Her other father, the reason she was what she was. He wasn't at all how she pictured but she knew he was probably within an inch of losing his life, or at least if he were any pureblood. He emitted a power that put her on edge, although in appearance he appeared weak enough for her to kill easily, almost like killing a normal human. Only a fool would think it would be that easy, and Freya was no fool. From what she remembered from the files she had read on the King, she knew he had been here for fourteen years, a long time to be used as a personal juice box. If it were her, revenge wouldn't quite cut it. She could see herself going into a very dark place to never resurface, not even when she had fully tortured her tormentors until their own demises. Such dark thoughts brought her back to the beat up figure before her. At least he had a comfy chair in his cell. Freya guessed that the staff knew his rage was unavoidable but why ask for an entire hurricane of vengeance when you can just get a very bad hail storm? Either that or someone thought it would be funny to make him comfortable while they literally sucked the life out of him. The king was just sitting in his chair, looking every bit the sick patient in a mental ward, what with all the blood and being strapped down. She could still smell the blood that had been taken from him, it hadn't been too long ago. The smell caused no reaction to her mentality, she had no interest in blood what-so-ever. She might be a monster but she wasn't going to BE a monster, not unless she was in the ultimate of corners. He was looking at her with very wise eyes, the wisdom in them completely out of place in his young and youthful face, though his face was paler than death. It was odd how even so battered up he could appear like the royal he was. And how even looking on the edge of death he could be so handsome, or at least, she could see evidence of his good looks while he looked like he did. She could imagine him having a lot of female admirers while he was out and free, she had to stifle a laugh at a Dracula image coveting his good looks. His pleasant smile was very out of place but it helped her build up her knowledge of the man. He obviously found her amusing, at the very least anyway. Then again, if she were stuck in a cage for 14 years, she was sure she would find mostly anything to be entertaining as long as it didn't involve staring at the wall or being sucked dry. "How thoughtful of you to come visit me. I don't get many visitors these days." His voice, although hoarse, had evidence of the power he had. Maybe it was because of her senses being beyond human but she was sure if he told her to do something, it would take a lot to refuse him. Despite that, his voice was very calm, as if he wasn't covered in his own blood, or what little was not inside him or being carted to be put in some sap they pulled off the street. Him wanting to be addressed as simply Kyo was very odd. She figured he would be a primped up guy who would put anyone who didn't address him as King in their place. She had to say, the assumptions he was cracking through was making her amused. She let a pleasant smile cross her face. "Let's just say I'm about to become a regular tenant of the great Scarlet Rose. Not entirely by choice but I can't really complain. If I happen to get good behavior I'll probably be a regular visitor, maybe." His eyes caused a mental shiver but she was careful not to let it show. Showing weakness was not advisable under any situation, even when the one she was looking at was a weak vampire totally unable to attack her or lash out or use her weakness against her. She did feel the pull of his gaze though. Mentally, her legs became stone. Freya wouldn't let herself get pulled in by that gaze, at least not without her own permission. She took a step back and began pacing, taking in the confines of his personal prison, and possibly his personal hell. To be so powerful only to become completely bound by what he would have considered prey such a small time, to him anyway. She let her eyes rest on him again. If she hated the Academy she would break him out simply to see what he would do with his new found freedom. She had no doubt that he would at least wait to retaliate until he got his strength back, he hadn't lived this long by being reckless. Who knows, he might even team up with the werewolves. She wouldn't be surprised if everyone teamed up against the Academy only to have the other enemy wipe out all that remains. She wondered when the time came which side she would chose. The Academy had been rooted into her life since the beginning. Freya ran a hand through her silky pink hair as if combing the thought from her mind. [/style] [STYLE=font: 32px impact; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: -415px; line-height: 35px; -o-transform: rotate(90deg); -webkit-transform: rotate(90deg); -moz-transform: rotate(90deg); margin-left: -10px; float: right; color: #ECA6A4;][STYLE=letter-spacing: 2px;]CHEMICAL[/style]EMOTION[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background: #ECA6A4; width: 100px; padding: 5px; margin-top: -310px; margin-right: 5px; text-transform: uppercase; font: 10px orator std; text-align: justify; line-height: 10px; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #000;]The Love Switch inside of me has always been turned off. Weak emotions didn't move me. I simply floated without saying anything... Through the filter around my heart, only your signal passed through. The longing of others in comparison seemed like an illusion. Chemical Emotion Digital Motion There are feelings I want to send but if love doesn't exist my gears would make a painful sound. [/style]

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[Kyo Youchi Kiri]

[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: transparent; width: 440px; padding-left:7px, bTable][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,2,true] [STYLE=border-bottom:2px solid #666666; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#FFFFFF; text-align:left; padding-left:60px;]Your in the presence of the King ! ![/style] [STYLE=margin-top:-18px; width:auto; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px; text-transform:uppercase; color:#FFFFFF; text-align:right; font-size:10px; margin-bottom:-5;]tagged: unknown ◆ words: unknown[/style] [STYLE=float:left; background:#ffffff; padding:8px; padding-right:5px; color:#444444; float:right; margin-left:-1px; margin-right:10px; opacity:0.8; height: 325px; overflow:auto; width:300; moz-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999; box-shadow: 4px 3px 6px #999999;] Kyo sat there, in all his glory and all his shame. No matter what, a creature of his status would be a glorious thing to see. The blood, the chains, the cage, those were all signs of defeat. It was humbling to be in this situation. Although, humbled or not, he had always been a calculating person. He listened to the girl's reply, and her words struck a chord. She said she would soon be a regular tenant here. That meant a free young woman was standing before him. She hadn't been caught up in this place quite yet. However, he sensed that she wasn't human, not completely anyways... The king cracked a more sincere smile. Tilting his head to a different angle to inspect this young lady better. "It would be nice to have more regular visitors. I do enjoy the company of good children." He had analyzed what her words meant. She hadn't yet been caught, but expected to be taken in soon. She may or may not be a honor student here at the academy. The question of where her loyalties were was not yet answered. He found this girl to be a very interesting specimen. What had it taken for a unregistered person to penetrate the walls of the SRA? Why had she decided to come visit him, when there was so much more to see here at the Academy? Was it simply the mistake of a silly child? Or was there something more going on now? The caged vampire's curiosity was growing. His smile stayed in place because he was enjoying this. "May I know your name Miss?" He asked politely. It was only normal for royalty to have good manners. Of course, not all royalty felt they needed to respect peasants. Kyo was different from many expectations. His mannerisms were confusing when compared to expectations. It would be hard to guess what he would do next, unless you had an understanding of his complicated thought patterns. As a ruler, he had always been gentle and understanding. He had always done his best to make others happy... It was surprising that not many of his subjects has made any attempt at rescuing him from this place. Looking at this visitor, it was probably safe to assume she had snuck in here if she wasn't a resident. If a child such as herself found her way in, why did it seem so difficult for anyone else to sneak in? Maybe it was because one person was easier to sneak in than a group of intruders who might actually be able to deal some real damage. Kyo being curious about this mysterious young woman would ask another question. "Have you explored much of your soon to be not so pleasant home?" The way Kyo put it was downplaying what it was like to live here. Personal hell might be a bit too harsh for how he viewed this place. Actually it was more of a nightmare, not hell. One thing he truly feared was that he would one day end up in complete solitude, that he might end up being the last soul to wander the earth. It wasn't a silly thought, if a pure blood truly could live forever, what would stop that from happening? He could very end up wandering the earth alone if the time came that everyone else had died. In the long hours he spent alone here, those fears manifested in the back of his mind. Of course Kyo hated it here. He hated being used for as a dairy cow. They sucked out his blood and used it however they wanted to. They kept him penned up and alone. It wasn't a gratifying existence. The only pleasant things to happen to him in the past 14 years were friendly visits. The king appreciated having company, if only for a little while. This visit in particular was a highlight, simply because the mysterious figure before him provided something to think about, and to analyze. This was something to occupy his mind with, that was enough for him to enjoy it. [/style][STYLE=float: left; opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style][STYLE=float: left; margin-left:0px; margin-top:20px;opacity:0.8; moz-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #656565; -webkit-box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787; box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px #878787;][/style] [STYLE=float:right; text-align:center; border-top:2px solid #666666; font-size:9px; text-spacing:2px; margin-bottom:12px; margin-top:15px;width:100%; color:999999; text-shadow:#999999 1px 1px 1px;]made by HUNNY @ h8u and btn[/style]