nothing is worth my time. [ KAINE ]

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Honestly, there was next to nothing correct to get accomplished nowadays. Those who served him were utterly useless; despite believing they could take orders, their services were completely pathetic, forcing him to do his own tasks. There was almost no luxury in his life. Then again, he ought to have known never to expect too much out of anything.

Making his way through the dilapidated city, his hazel-gold gaze flickered once or twice, keeping his awareness of his surroundings fresh. His footfalls were pronounced against the pavement, warning those within his vicinity to clear his way. His long, silver hair ruffled against his back, shifting quite a bit due to his rough movements, although it was already rather disrupted due to the recent hunt. Though not in a rush, his steps were quick and certain, carrying him quickly through the slowly clearing streets. Storm clouds began to gather above, people hurrying home before the weather could ruin their day completely.

Osyrhysse was among those who didn't give a damn.

Continuing on his path, he lightly rolled his shoulders once, readjusting their comfort as he rested a hand upon the hilts of his blades. His clothing was his normal outfit, having just gotten back from a rather bland hunt. Those canines were running out of options, yet his crew were running out of ideas and wits. Honestly, it ticked him off; it seemed the longer they served him, the more dissatisfying they were; he'd have to dispatch of them soon.

A few gang members crossed his path in a rather hushed, almost panicked manner, and he felt one of them attempt to snatch a hilt - too bad he was faster. In an instant, there came a crack! as he grabbed and hyper extended the bastard's wrist, causing him to yelp in pain. Instantly, his eyes narrowed as the hateful presence of wolf clashed with his aura. With a rumbling, humane growl, he sent the boy backwards, his sword glinting for a split second, before blood stained the blade and splattered onto the ground.

'Sir-'

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"Silence," he seethed, irritation instantly clicking at the ignorance of his men. As he stepped 'round the carcass, the fur of his outfit billowed; he continued on as if nothing occurred, ignoring the shock and amazement of his men as the wolf's disguise wore off. He cast a glare at the fleeing members, who were probably wolves as well; he'd leave them for another day.

If looks could kill, however - then everyone within his vicinity would have crumbled to the ground.

Let this be a warning to all who dare step in my way. He wouldn't be so merciful next time.

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[Kaine Kohaku]

Smoke. A lot of smoke, an extremely tan man seemed to be resting on a cheap appearing and feeling couch, his legs spread out, through the smoke, golden eyes seemed to shine. His eyes. With in a close up, the man’s eyes slowly closed, and it was cigarette smoke that danced around him, his black hair messy, pulled back in a lazy pony tail, that seemed to fall against his back, his bangs had been pulled back, yet they were short enough they appeared to stick up. The blonde woman, had her self slung against his body, her index finger curling against his longest bang.

Along his fore head had been the markings of an owned wolf. His eyes opened again, as the woman ran her fingers over his fore head. He sighed. ”Now, a golden angel like you only comes in a life time..” he spoke, and a pink blush went against the girls cheeks, and she giggled looking down. He stood up, causing her to slip off of his legs. ” But.. I must go my love.” he spoke, as he grabbed her hand and kissed it, his eyes moving up to her own, and she giggled. He turned his back to her,and left.

He walked out, just in time to hear a splice. He knew that sound. The sound of metal against skin. He paused, and turned his head, a wolf lay dead. He blinked and walked over to it, crouching down, every one seemed stunned. How ... careless. The man had been dressed fairly nicely. Dress pants with pin stripes, a white button down long sleeved shirt, that showed his finely carved bodice. His ears twitched, and he glanced towards an alley way a wolf had been sitting there in her human form, tears coming out of her eyes. It must have been his mate.

He didn’t care for wolves, but he was a big softy on girls. He frowned. He Knew one thing... it was not a darcia hunter who killed this wolf, there would be a clean up squad. He glanced to her. ” What way did he go.” he spoke, that was all. He would have to kill her later. Right now there was more pressing matters, with shaking fingers... and a sobbing tune she pointed north.

He ran forward, and followed. Wolf blood, to a hunter was really distinct. He ran faster, before stopping, a man walking at his own pace, shoved past people. He could tell by the aura. He jumped up, and landed in front of the man. Kaine had been no wolf, but in a human form, with the eyes and markings...many mistaked him for one, until they heard his name. ” So.... I am guessing all nobles are like Lord Darcia.” he chuckled softly, leaning against a building as he eyed up the man, a grin on his face.

Whats with these weirdos and long hair? I mean, I know my hair is pretty long, but it doesn’t almost drag on the ground when i walk. He mocked to himself, as he stared to the golden eyed man....just like him..

[amayarhyss]

He could feel someone watching him, following him. And anyone would know that he didn't like it; not in the least. But he wasn't going to waste his time and turn around. Besides, whoever was keeping track of him would either show themselves, or be left behind. It was as simple as that.

There came the sounds of rough movement, swift and abrupt. Then there was a flash of a shadow, right before a man appeared before him. Another noble. His lip twitched lightly at this, his agitation rising. He didn't have time for this.

With a cold glare, he paused his footsteps temporarily, giving his servants a glance that rushed them away. Told them to leave him be. Then his golden gaze met with the new arrival, his atmosphere as dark as ever. "Do not compare me to any other noble. I am my own, whether or not you choose to believe that." His tone held the faintest hint of a growl, before he sidestepped and began to make his way around the man.

"I suggest you go back to your world of nobles, where all of them are alike. I shall be the outcast and bid you a worthless farewell."

[/font] He had already turned, altering his path by the slightest in order to nearly fully avoid the noble, his irritation levels beginning to reach a point where it ticked like a time bomb.

After nearly dismissing them with a cold glare, he ignored his two following servants, dissatisfied with the current circumstances. They were going to leave him alone someday soon. All of them. He was simply not in the mood for the idiocy that tainted this world. He never would be.

In a world of so many provocations, he had no business here.

[ omfg that is shitty. ]

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