Rpp contesting

The Crelluses attacked! Five upon the Ashting and three upon the Oka. These battles were heated, and ended at the same time or there abouts. Styn stayed upon Umi's head unable to do much but gather her own strength and power.

Umi's battle: Swift erradication on Umi's part. The three Crelluses all swung and swiped at her, tossing mud and swamp water. Luckily for her whatever she did migated the damage, one down, two down. Three down. Umi was realtively untouched, good for her and for the Koar which was now salivating in anticipation.

Rohans battle? Now that was another story, despite his quick footwork and the speed that he could swing his sword, Five crellus? That was sufficently harming. One decisvily devesating blow dealt to the Ashting was a heavy blow to the back of his legs. SMASH. The Rohan was thrown forward, his legs seemed fractured from that, still able to stand but by Jupiter's hairy scrotum it was painful!

The two managed to beat the crellus non the less, garnering the attention now of the koar, a watery sheen began to trickle over it's skin, seemed back in it's elemental stage it was a aquarius. Styn wriggled and began to flap her wings, preparing to take to the sky for battle, depending on two people was embarrassing.

The Koar charged. Straight at Rohan. Heavy fist rising, then setting to fall.
(Styn)
The Koar.. missed? It missed? The little flying man dodged his attack? That only aggravated the koar, the watery sheen growing tight around it's fist as it punched off a water bomb towards the offending Ashting. Even Umi could tell that would hurt if it hit someone, and even more so if it was the wounded Rohan.

Styn flapped her wings, no need for mollycoddling, she set off from Umi's head building up an occultic presence, flapping her wings, the flap sending the darkness into the ground. Fwoooosh! The land around her shined black, corruption blasting intoo the koar, harming it enough to cause it to falter slightly. Styn was stronger than before!
(Styn)
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The Koar, the ugly water koar was battered, then beaten. Then pretty much impaled. Roar of pains and anger, in a yokai's tongue pretty much threatening along the lines of slowly murdering Rohan's daughter and shredding Umi's love.. charming. Bleeding out Styn landed on the face of the being, and then spat acid on it's face. That quieted it simply.

Slowly but surely Styn had melted and eaten up all of the koar but for the money it held.

Not quite sure the koar was going to do with that so the Spectres go some money, and saved Alteros for another day. HURRAH! Styn landed back upon Umi, resting slightly, still a bit winded from running.

Followed me .. a while that..
(Styn)
Flutter flutter. Another gathering of people an- oh goddamnit it was that yokai again. Luckily this time nothing was fighting or trying to steal the fellow Tera Yokai. Fluttering past, gaze focused upon the fox yokai mostly.

How goes it? You've not gone tits up have you? Styn asked this, a broken glass giggle coming from her, then she landed her focus now on the talking humans. What the hell The thoughts of the yokai was shoved into their brains, that was how she spoke, breaking in and breaking thoughts, resassembling them into what she was saying to them.

You aren't bothering my friend.. Are you?
(Styn)
The butterkai flapped her wings and landed now upon the boy's shoulders I feast.. like this! She pushed her thoughts into Lyonnel's brain and only Lyonnel.. before plunging a needle like mouth into his vein, feeding on his blood directly from the source. And so she drank until he stopped her. gaining her full, it's lucky he wasn't an enemy.. acidic spit is nasty.
(Styn)
A rest disturbed by a little runt gobbling down milk and a fairy. The butterfly yokai focused on the fairy, holy magic.. and it unleashed it's own magic. Darkness rubbed off it in shards and shattered pieces. Styn glanced at Pluck, a soft hiss emitting from the butterkai.

Quiet yourself down.. or I'll quiet you.. Her soft voice taking on the grinding form of glass, only Pluck could hear. Wow Styn was in a bad mood. Maybe something got it irritble now.

Probably the cacoon like second skin it was developing. Yes most definately that.
(Styn)
The same one who took the other win.. Goddamnit Yuki Styn needed a name, a means of identifying this person. Shards of darkness breaking off from the yokai in anger. Rage. Name..

Styn flapped her wings, her voice shoved it's way into the thoughts of everyone, a edge far more akin to broken glass than before in her soft lifting voice. Anger.

And how to identify... For daring to attack... This was an affront to the most beautiful yokai, the smart yokai. Rage. Anger. For daring to harm.. I will.. break them. Venom and malice.
(Styn)
Shards of darkness whirlled in front of Yuki, blacking her exit. No she is not allowed to leave. Not yet. Tell me or I'll beat it out of you. Broken glass more and more. Her voice starting to lose its humanity, it's pleasantness, everyone could hear Styn, the crushed glass voice too.

The butterkai's body cracked and made noises when it moved, creaking like bare skin against leather. A cacoon was wrapped somewhat around it's body, preperation. A soft angry growl from the butterkai. Only way you can leave.. is by winning against me.. or by telling me... Shards of darkness, whirling around in anger. Such a yokai as beautiful as Styn deserves to know who attacked the one that was under HER protection.
(Styn)
An attack, below. The most beautiful butterfly flapped her wings and shards of darkness crashed down, blackness against blackness. Shards breaking the bubbles, shards shattering against the barriers imposed by them. A magical stalemate at the start.

And if this was the wild I'd be sure to just not offer you my protection at all. Grating glass against each other, that's what her voice sounded like to everyone, a mild tone of anger. How dare this one try to even deny Styn, deny her BETTER, a chance of proving that she somewhat in her own twisted way cared.

Wings flapping as the butterkai glared at her. You will tell me. I will kill them. And you will eat them. That is how this will go. Anger.
(Styn)
It was a long long battle. Possibly the longest in Styn's small life. Her drastically small size often helped her last the while, darkness rising. Magic after magic pelted at Ichibi, only to fail.

H..How.. Why her? H... A small feeling of rage. The beautiful and smart one.. BESTED?

The butterkai got up again, angrily glaring at Yuki, shards grating against each other. Blackness. Darkness. Destroy. Destroy her. Beat her. Kill. Her.
(Styn)
To her credit Styn magick wise was the weak opponent but upon the times she drew closer somehow the butterfly hit worse than the fox. The fox drew close and closer. H..how... dare you. Hurt one as me.. hurt your better.. your greater.. She muttered softly. Anger, rage. Bastard.

Not as strong as she thought? No she's exactly as strong as she thought.

That was strong for her size. Who'd think a butterfly to hurt so hard. Styn laughed softly, broken glass grating against everyone's ears, this was exciting... but she was defeated. Shards of darkness wrapping around her as she glared at the fox with her compound eyes. And yet you had the gall.. to lose to a MORTAL. An insult, yes. Styn stayed down, refusing to get up. How.. idiotic...
(Styn)
A laugh, how could Yuki even have pride in her ability as a yokai, as a being as perfect as they? Were they on different levels or was Yuki.. just that cocky. You lost to someone who died.. She laughed harder, bringing herself back up. Violet wings flapping, the deathly visages Umi liked so much changing, shifting.

You.. are a failure.. as one of us.. Abused, tortured and destroyed. Maybe I should have let that person take you as a pet. You useless.. of air.
(Styn)
Yokai, that wasn't it's name. Hrm. Use it's name damnit. My name.. is Styn.. Shivering all over, flapping her wings. Nothing battered, nothing broken. Excellent.

No. I don't require blood...Other than that Teras.. Broken glass, angery butterkai. Grating on the ears and the mind Styn growled and the shards of darkness faded away. I should be fine... Only my pride is bruised. But not as much as hers is tainted.. losing to a dead one..
(Styn)
Little butterkai was gripping onto the Koar. Is this what her wings will be like once they're closer to his level? This excited her, intrigued her. He could.. teach her a lot, teach her in ways she'd understand.

And she planned fully on utilising this advantage.. Another broken glass laugh emitting from the butterkai, her stomach was.. empty now, almost feeding upon herself.
(Styn)
Luke warm flames. Ah. Upon the koar resided another yokai, this one small and particularly tiny, violet wings for the violent, visages and means of death shown themselves in the pattern upon such things, changing with every flap of her butterfly wings. She was different, she was unique and this yokai knew it.

Uninterested in the fact that someone escaped from a mortal the yokai didn't care for or about her compound eyes took knowledge from the area about. Sand and heat. Heat even without Kvatch's contribution to it. This intrigued the yokai, trying to gather her own darkness, small shards emitting from her in different details.

A lilting feminine voice, taking on a harshness like broken glass spoke to Kvatch. And just where are we? She asked, this was a place she never been to before.
(Styn)
Landing in the 6 year old's hair, such a size difference between him and the little one. Such a size difference. Now what is your name? It's kind to introduce yourself to a lady with your full name tiny one. Her insectoid head bobbed up and down, looking down upon the boy, curiousity.

What exactly are you? This intrigues me too. You seem like a human, but you are FAR too small.
(Styn)
But aren't I beautiful for a yokai? Flapping her wings even the child could see the visages of death painted full upon her wings. The distrubing lovely images.

Ulrik Haruke.. A odd little name you have. I am Styn, if you mispronounce it tiny one you'll get some blood taken from you, understand? I eat when I'm upset. She bobbed her head in a nod then the fullness of her gaze focused on him below.

You seem better suited to being around me than all the others, you magic is much more delightful upon my little body. Ulrik could feel something hard about her body, like it's wrapped in strong silk. A cacoon was being spun.
(Styn)
A glance over at Kvatch, her and this tiny one were partners? Hrm. A cocky laugh came from the yokai as her wings flashed and fluttered. Skulls with daggers in their eyes, a pierced heart.

If he benefits me.. I will keep him.. She thought to herself, a broken glass laugh emitting from the Tera. She gave a downwards glance, then a smile came across her face.. if she had one.

I suppose this means I can drink your blood when I want now.
(Styn)
That soured the mood. Train hard.. or die unprepared. Tsk. A same for the boy, and even more so a worry for the yokai. She needed to get stronger. This was a given, slowly she lifted herself off the child and began to flutter in front of him.

Didn't you hear him tiny one? She asked, pushing her thoughts into Ulrik's brain, shattering his thoughts to telepathically say hers. We need to go train. Now. A almost angry demand from the yokai. This annoyed her. Why did Kvatch decide on that.

I'm not dying, and I'm not allowing you to die before I taste your blood. So off we'll go and train. How are you feeling about killing some people?
(Styn)
A chuckle as Styn noticed something. It was.. that yokai again. Oh how that was funny! The fox yokai... was enslaved again.

Just what happened to you huh? She asked, laughing chuckling, barely able to hold her broken glass laughter in. Enslaved again?

Was she stirring shit or just stating the obvious. Either way.
(Styn)
A return to Alteros was in order, perhaps those two could fix her little 6 year old problem. This was annoying, aggravating. A mission by the end of the year? Die unprepared. This was NOT. Fun. Not good. Not at all.

Fluttering her wings in this nearly pitch dark enviroment she bumped into one of three spectres, not one to apologises for it she immedately went upon the offensive. Watch where you're goi- Hold now. Umi, Rachel and someother weakling that the butterkai didn't have the oh so lovely pleasure of knowing.

Rolling her eyes, she glanced over them all. Any reason for... Wait it's Umi and Rachel.

Never mind. If you're doing something, allow me to join. I require to get stronger.. by the end of the year.
(Styn)
Styn was a gal Kurio. Albiet she was a yokai, and technically sexless she was a gal! The butterkai landed upon Umi, flapping her wings on top of the spectre, an odd sort of crown for an odd sort of person.

What's so bad about my laughing? Is it simply too glorious for this danky place? If the butterkai had arms, she would be folding them, and pursing her lips. Sort of hard to do that when you're a butterfly tough.

Poor Styn, unable to fold your arms.
(Styn)
Styn was rather unceremoniously grabbed and shoved under a cloak, granted it kept her from being doused in dragon fire yet.. it felt like her being of self was being taken away from her in exchange. Damnit Umi.

I don't quite require that all the time.. She muttered darkly, bringing shards of darkness into the world with her broken glass voice, anger. She'll vent her frustrations upon this dragon.

You don't require it's body do you? It was fully clear what she planned on doing once it's dead. Acidic spit to make a dragon smoothie.
(Styn)
The butterkai did not flow away infact it got up close. Granted it's fist might as well have been a fart against the dragon, and her magic was a minor nuisance She did some minor damage, which was why she felt entitled do doing this. especially since she was hurt.

Landing upon the corpse of the dragon, she allowed some spit to accumulate in her mouth before drooling it, spitting it out, making more and more and more, enough to cover the dragon from head to toe in acidic spit. Yep she was getting rid of the body. Slowly dragon juices began to run off the corpse and the butterkai flapped around, slurping it up with her needle like mouth. Nom nom nom. Tasted strongish one supposed. A lot of.. oh that was a kick of spice.

Before long all that was left of the dragon was half-melted bones, still useable for.. something, but the rest? That was in Styn's belly. A liquid diet was good for a girl you know.
(Styn)
Flying, fluttering, dragon still in her belly. A hope a true hope from the yokai, evolution has to be shortly, making this cacoon is.. hard word. Hardening breaking and remaking it around themselves enough so they can still move? This was tough no matter what.

Landing upon a flower the yokai observed outside. Sakete disappointed, fighting Kurio, the one who failed to cover the flank effectively.. at least that's what Umi said.

Shards of darkness coming off the yokai, nourishing itself, sating itself with darkness, a support, a crutch. Styn needed to evolve, needed to grow stronger. Perhaps mortals like these were the way into doing so.

Just.. perhaps
(Styn)
Well. That fight was.. one-sided. Resting upon her flowershe observed it with her compoud eyes, glancing up at Tulise. Hm. Spears? Spear were.. such amazing objects. They kept others away...

Shards of darkness spinning around the little yokai as she moved close to Kurio. Time for a little.. manipulation. Shoving her thoughts into his brain, breaking his own process to fit hers better, broken glass voiceYou get so much shit for being you, for being un-tapped, not utilised to your full potiental you know..

A broken glass laugh crossed the plain of alteros. I can see you besting her..
(Styn)
Drifting away the yokai laughed, piercing their minds and eardrums. Ow. Such a laugh. Can't you understand base language? She asked, a tone of condescension and pride in her voice, lighting with broken glass a laugh crossing her face and as she smiled the shards of darkness fully gathered.

Swirling storm, of darke around the yokai now. She was.. battle mongering?
(Styn)
That was when the best (and only) butterkai in the world came along. When she witnessed the most girlish person in her life get swordkicked across the ground by a woman who couldn't use her arms.

Umi sure was strong. The butterkai landed upon the limp body, her wings flapping as she gaze down on the boy with the closed eyes. Did you kill her? Can I eat her? She asked, pushing her thoughts into umi's heads, broken glass and a lilting voice.

She couldn't tell gender well.. and this boy just.. spoke female to the yokai. This was amusing, Styn was positively salivating at the prospect of eating someone.. she was hungry again. That dragon did nothing to sate her.
(Styn)
Flapping her wings the butterkai seemed annoyed. Does nothing lie between your ears little one? Of course I can speak. Broken glass in the boy's brain, a headache or a mirgraine or something sore always accompined her speech, only Umi is truly good at dealing with her speech.. and that's because Umi can handle pain.

Why would I be this size and not speak? Everything speaks in it's own way right? The Tera seemed annoyed, shards of darkness swirling around her in an annoyed darting storm. Then.. urgh the cry baby came along. Your eyes look puffy. She said simply, a sort of concern for him, after all they were in the same crew weren't they?

The butterkai took off the Alix, laughing to herself before gazing at Perses. To get stronger? Perhaps she should join in on this.. she needed to evolve.. and.. she was hungry.. So hungry.
(Styn)
Oh my that was cute. That was very cute. That was so cute in fact that if this yokai could she would've picked up the little pirate in a hug. Azrael.... She murmured holding back laughter before eventually giving up, and landed on the boy's super swanky hat.

Yes... It's a type of ship. She relented not actually wishing to break his dreams. It was too cute. Training this little one would be good for me too. Especially since I know him... This was said directly to Umi, only she was harmed by the speaking.

Fluttering her wings the visages of death changing, shifting in her patterns, broken bits of cacoon trying to knit itself back together. Styn had things to do you know. Like evolve.
(Styn)
The butterkai emitted the loudest sigh it could. Starting to train. Alright. Let's do this and do it well. Around the yokai began to swirl a full storm of darkness. She giggled quietly as the comforting darkness swirled around her, this felt good. A butterkai she was and she was GOOD.

She fluttered in a drunken dance, chuckling as she readied to test her limits against the crybaby.. or salt eyed kid before her, compound eyes keeping an eye on him. Not like she didn't know his magic. He was all lightning, misdirecting teleporting and moblity. A fighting style she herself craved.

This is going to get fun.. She knew this would help her.. just a little.. right?
(Styn)
Close close. But no cigar for the fucking boy. He was beaten, grounded, pounded by sharp little shards of darkness and little butterfly punches that hurt A LOT MORE than they should've.

Swirling around her in darkness the boy took a blast of darkness to the kneecaps, causing him to slide away from the butterkai, landing on his face in the grass.

Is that all the fight you got little pirate? Her voice breaking glass but.. a soft reassuring feminine thing at the same time. I'm sure the captain won't be happy to hear of this will he?

Was that a threat to the fellow blackgull pirate? Perhaps. The butterkai floated, her drunken dance did good this time, will it do better next?
(Styn)
A laugh came from the yokai, even as it fell, unleashing the roll of corruption had allowed her to bring this one to a draw. A laugh, broken glass, echoed across the plain. Can this little one even bring her to a unrequiented defeat? No? maybe?

Come now.. You have to try harder than that to make me HURT! Darkness swirling, curing a laughter cutting into the sky.

The butterfly brought herself back up, laughing as she did so. Come on. Again!
(Styn)