Thom - Grafting the new limb

[12:27:18] "My name is Rin Malpercius; a Daughter of Mordred the perfect." She introduced, still seated upon her throne. A tentacle from her arm would extend then; passing through one of the skulls that decorated the room. Flesh began to creep across it's surface, the Malpercian limb infesting a new host for undeath. "Nostvale and New Alteros are of little problems. The Lich King is managable, as is the broken remains of Nostvale."

"Truly, you speak of things you have no understanding of. A minute ago you didn't even know of my existence, now you attempt to give me political advice that amounts to little more than word vomit." There was a touch of detest towards Dante in her voice, and it was clear that her first impressions of him were not very high.
(Rin)
[12:37:32] Dante spit off to the floor. " I'm just offering help? But apparently people turn down things that are free. I don't understand that. The other day I offered some homeless person a snack and they said they were fine even though their stomach sounded like a song of war. Maybe the depravity has messed with people's heads." Dante said sighing.

The young male went back to the stool and sat down again.

" Rin I might not understand much like reading books for no reason, or doing math and equations, but stuff like building up to gain power I can understand things like that."

" You said those two cities are of little problems. New Alteros has been around for who knows how long along with Nostvale. If they are little problems then why is Loranthis in ruins. That place is beat up. And this place is.......... like a museum. And sunflower village........"

" Regardless of what you see any help is reliable and that's a fact. But it's fine other places need help and people. If I get to knock someone out and they give me pay regardless of me wanting it I think that's a better option."
(Dante Saiken)
[12:41:48] Depravity. It would be felt far before anything else, being far greater then normal around Thom. Rather quickly it left as well, as if it were.. sealed up perhaps? #thanksfortheriftHarkon

Reguardless. somewhat soon the red haired man would make his way up the stairs of the Yokai Citadel, venturing to its highest room. The cackling of hellstorm could be heard and the people within would feel great depravity from the blade that Thom wore on his back. Occultism radiated from him, never ending as the glowing gold light from his eyes could be seen far before he came into view.

The Golden King arrived, a small crack of his neck perhaps able to be heard as he glanced around the Citadel. "Loranthis is no mere Ruin." The man stated, before jolting forwards, appearing a few feet near the purple tyrant and the boy.

"Purple Tyrant. I have come to speak with you about the arm replacement."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[12:49:29] Rin would clap her hands together at the arrival on Thom, smiling ear to ear with a deviant glee. She extended her arms. "Welcome Golden King!" She announced as she showcased the collapsing ruins of the Citadel. "It's so lovely of you to pay a visit finally. You've finally decided on joining my kin, have you?" She'd giggle a bit, an unholy nature to her delight. Thom was stepping further into the abyss that she invited him into wholeheartedly.

The skull near her throne now had flesh extending across to a skeleton, pulling the two together, as she worked her nightmarish craft. The process was just an example of the sort of powers Thom might have access to after he adopted the parasite. Just what were his plans for such a thing? It was hard to say, but she could only revel at the idea of him wholly selling his own soul for power.

Absolute power corrupts absolutely; and these two both wielded such might. "I assume you brought the limb with you then?"
(Rin)
[12:52:54] Dante looked behind him as he felt the intense of depravity get even more stronger. Someone else found there way on the property as well. Dante turned around to see who it was. Now Dante hadn't met Thom. He had heard about him on mutiple occasions but so far as knowing his appearance that was a no go.

And then sooner on he called Rin the Purple Tyrant.... Honestly Dante didn't understand it. Maybe to them that's how they showed respect or something.

" I mean it isn't no "mere" ruin but my point is..... it's a ruin." I mean the world already looked like hell to begin with but their were just some places more mest up than others. Their were sunken places and places looked like it was hit with bombs.

Then soon after Rin said Golden King and Dante looked and thought " Well this makes sense, I couldn't really see anyone else here." Though now he watched as Rin's personality and demeanor switched.

They were talking about limbs and arms and all that stuff until Dante just scratchted his head thinking. " Good thing she wasn't that damn keen on eating me. But now I'm bored again."

The young Drak male began to walk out the room of course he didn't say anything because what would he say...... Hey guys I'll catch you later..... they were complete strangers. If they had something else to say to him he would be sure they would say something while he started walking away.
(Dante Saiken)
[12:58:52] Joining her kin?

Yes, on some level that was what the red haired man was doing. Marking himself with un-salvagable depravity that surely would have darkened his soul futher then redeemable in any angel or god's eyes. But to Thom, the man stopped caring about the opinions of others a long time ago. He put himself in danger's way time and after time and now.. He felt as if it were time to get something out of it.

The crystaline magi had been right. Introspection was needed. And now that Thom had taken some time for it he found that any sort of strength would be accepted, taken, crushed to help him reach his goals, to help him burn Cinderfall and beyond.

"It is a nice place isn't it? This Citadel?" The red haired man inquired, golden hues looking towards both other people present as they took another step forwards. "And indeed, I have brought the limb." A reach behind him into a rune covered burlap sack before it would be produced, a purple hued object absolutely writhing.

"If you ask me what Loranthis is, I would say it is merely a represenation of mankind. Because we are all on the path to ruin." The red haired man stated simply to the boy. "And farewell."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[13:07:24] "Hmm. Yes, it's still quite alive. That's good. It's probably already adapted to you; I'm sure it wants to eat you up." She'd giggle, before raising a single finger on her human hand. "A moment please." She spoke, as she concentrated on the task at hand. Her own Malpercian limb continued it's expansion into the Yokai skeleton, which now began to writhe and move.

Rin's violet gaze focused itself, as she sorted through the souls she had consumed, plucking that of the lesser out. The process was becoming easier. She was paying attention to them now, the minute differences, and the hungers that grew between each soul.

She grasped the soul, and plunged it back into the corpse that it belonged to. A ragged, gasping breath could be heard, as the mutant creature suddenly ceased jerking about.

"Obey." Rin spoke to it, smiling wickedly as her tentacles withdrew from the best. "And bring me more food."

The creature would rise without hesitation, it's soul dominated by the will and power of it's creator. Rin's attention turned back to Thom. "You're going to have to reopen the wound on your arm, and then let it burrow in. It'll be... Quite an unpleasant experience, especially once it fuses into your mana circuit."
(Rin)
[13:14:14] "Can't be more painful then losing it in the first place." The red haired man would state, golden hues watching the process of reviving the corpse that Rin performed. After a few minutes of watching it move, of it coming to life and its will being controlled Thom would grin, thinking of the art that he desired in the first place.

The art this arm would grant him.

Taking the depraved blade from his back the red haired man wold be quick to bring the weapon to the stub of his arm. A slice could be seen as he grit his teeth, blood falling onto the floor in a bit of a pool. A few moments would be taken, the limb wiggling in his hand, dousing it a little in the red blood..

And then it would be connected. The mutated flesh would be brought to the bleeding spot, shoved into place as Thom snarled in pain. Slowly the man would adjust his breathing but rather then letting it fuse with his circuit..

Thom attempted to take it over. The parasite would likely feel its mana being added to Thom's own pool as the man gritted and grinned, a mutually parasitic experince.
(Thom M. Takashi)
[13:23:37] "Ahaha! Where is some popcorn when you need it?!" Rin cackled in absolute delight as Thom's agony became expressed. The monstrous girl could only revel in the suffering of someone so powerful. The thought of eating him, right there and then, while he was totally defenseless...

It would be a lie to say it didn't cross her mind. No, it would be a lie to say she didn't have to heavily persuade herself that Thom was objectively more valuable alive for now. For now, she chose to only enjoy the blissful agony that had been brought upon him by the limb.

Despite the risk he took, she had no doubt that he would overcome and survive the bonding. He was an occultist, and a vastly powerful one at that.
(Rin)
[13:28:44] The pain the agony, the bonding..

Hellstorm cackled fiercly around him as it pulsed around the room. It would not hit near Rin but anything else.. Occasional sparks hit walls either bouncing off or making dents him them. It looked almost like a fierce battle as the limb merged with its new wielder, tried to control him.

"No. You will obey me."

The hand jolted. Hellstorm would have struck it a bit, making the parasite a bit wounded as Thom's own mana continued to flow through the limb. And finally it would stop. The Hellstorm, the cackling, the twitches of pain. Thom still let out a gutteral growl but the limb had been fully attached.

Flakes of purple peeled slightly off of it as its form would be changed just a little, a normalish arm looking organism that was a purple hue and would have red veins pulsing on it. Streaching a final bit Thom looked up from the new limb.

"Rin. I want to test it out a bit. Would you do the pleasure of a spar?"
(Thom M. Takashi)
Note: Rp ends here because Rin had to go to work and we never got back around to the rp.