Re: Shocking Revelations [BL Topic: Open]
The boy made no movements or gestures of any sort towards the girl, seeming near inanimate for a time, save for his eyes. Those vibrant scarlet colored irises of his followed their pupils absentmindedly to some corner. While not giving the impression of being shy per say, it was clear he had no desire for prolonged eye contact. The few remaining bluish grey veins upon what showed of his face looking like he suffered poisoning. Her startled reaction was expected, he knew he wasn't a pleasing sight for anyone. Not to their eyes at least.
Draped in darkness and sporting flesh the color only the dead may have possessed, he
was from a horror movie or something worse if is life was being chronicled somewhere. Despite all the augments and enchantments to his blood and clothing, all it did was give him the ability to function as he would had he not been born a deficient freak of nature. His natural Will however; made those little improvements appear so drastic in comparison. He knew in the end that Kuro was simply an instrument though, a being through which the power of a greater force had chosen to work in his plan. Yet, he knew he was unworthy if all bestowed upon him so self celebration never occurred. Nor over excitement for the material gains.
He needn't look as the door opened, but felt his own lips turn into a grin beneath his mask. It was a simple if genuine one, only made odd if at all by the fact it went unseen. He looked over the other pupil of Toraono Kuro, and indeed found themselves matching in height alone at best and even then found himself shorter. Makeinu sported black, with the negligible gold trimming of his Gi hidden by all the other layers while Riyota sported white. His hair was white and colorless, but the other's dark. The contrast was obvious to any and all, even when Riyota spoke. He had more attitude and a more lively sound. Slight envy crossed his heart for a moment.
"Nope." He muttered truthfully.
He thought for a moment how to put his words together, a thought that was interrupted by the crackling of the girl's energy growing louder. Quickly shifting his sight to her direction he noticed the columns of electrical energy surging about. The room was too small, and too pack for there to be any sort of escape at his level of skill.
A powerful shock would race up his legs. Pain was sucked into his nerves and spread throughout his body generously. There was no scream from him as his fingers and body slightly spasmed in response. The flashes of lightning in the dark would reveal a change, as the boy's hood fell backwards from his forward motion. His mask had changed, the front laced with pearly teeth and apparently the gums to match. They did not belong to the boy, not in the normal sense. They were on the mask, since beneath one of the boy's central incisors were missing and would give a different look altogether. The right eye was covered in a leather strap that seemed grown from the gas mask itself in that fraction of a moment. The sclera of his visible eye had gone black and his bloody irises glowed softly for a millisecond before fading.
It was as if a switch had been flipped, and the external introduction of pain signalled threat. His body reacted by drawing from the reservoir of hunger inside himself, his deprived form drinking in her power and using it to activate power of his own but a power not as easily understood.
"Now this, I wasn't expectin'." He said to himself more to either present, perhaps intentionally delaying on responding to the girl's inquiry. Then as if remembering her he stared for a moment with that now singular eye. He was seething with anger, intestines writhing with urge for retribution while his heart and mind stifled such things. Able to deduce her attack as an accident, it lessened his need to return pain.
"I'm nobody." He could not see himself, and thus did not witness his own change. He
felt different. He of course noticed his mildly obscurbed vision as well, and something inside him trying to force him to rage in response to the uncontrolled energy of the girl and cut loose. His voice now carried a surreal echo that went undeard by the ears. The crimson veins cracked across his dark sclera as the
cursed power filled him.
"I sent the note, and I got what you need ta' pick up." He looked absolutely insane with that monstrous grin plastered across his mask.
He did not step closer to any of them, choosing to stand where he was half covered by the darkness outside the girl's range.
"Since she's here maybe she's supposed to hear this too." He reasoned.
"What I have to give is information, that there is a bigger war going on." Did one so young even understand war?
"Our elders are at a disadvantage. They need our help against this evil even if they ain't gunna' admit it...Things won't stay the same forever, there's somethin' bad comin'." His gaze shifted from boy to girl and back before lowering to the floor absentmindedly as he fought to choose words.
"I've heard about yous 'round the Dojo, another charge under Kuro like me. He fights for a greater good, I see it in him. I ask your help to do the same." As he spoke the last words his eyes closed and he breathed in softly. The mask would revert in a manner like fading in rather than morphing. The part covering his eye would disappear revealing one eye that never changed sclera and at the same time the other eye returned to its original state. He had, for now, fought back the influence of the cursed seal. His will for something more was stronger than the will of the mark.
(Partial Cursed Seal activation in response to perceived threat and pain stimulus. Enrage effect, resisted. Deactivated.)
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