Log: Complete Purity outweighs the sin....

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When; Dec 30th Sometime during the evening/night
Rating; PG-13 to R?
Characters; Kagura Sohma [kagura_theboar] and Pyramid Head [redhorror]
Summary; Unwilling to sit back and let the judgements go on, Kagura decides to seek the Red one out in an attempt to reason with him.
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Kagura knew that she was probably making a huge mistake by openly seeking out the Red one but she couldn't sit back and do nothing. People were getting hurt and eventually some would even be killed. Everyone was capable of sin, no one was the exception...not even her. But did that mean that people or 'the sinners' should be tortured to death or maimed? It just didn't feel right.

Fighting the beast was useless especially for her, knowing Martial arts wasn't exactly going to help her against it. But maybe the right words might make it see reason. If the thing was capable of communicating than it had to have some form of intelligence, right? At least she hoped that this would be the case.

It was strange the feeling of calm that had come over her when she realized that she could very well be walking into her own death....or 'the reckoning' as the creature would say. She always thought she would be more scared but for once she was feeling at peace. If she died tonight it wouldn't be in vein. No, trying to protect the ones I care about and the innocent is not in vein. Kagura silently told herself. She would do anything if it meant the suffering would end.

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The streetlights that illuminated much of misery square likewise began, one by one, to become choked off with a crawling, consuming darkness.
The darkness spread, and deepend until nothing beyond the pool of light caste by the many lights adorning the carousel became the only percievable amount of space within the city entire.

At the very edges of this caste light the darkness moved; shifted, melted, stretched and ran.
The writhing mass then coalesced into a form.

The monster jerked, and twitched, but seemed otherwise unphased as it raised itself to it's feet. Turning back, it drew forth it's nine-foot steel blade from the darkness beyond.

The blade hit the asphalt with a reverberating, mettalic thud, and the Executioner set off, the tell-tale scream and grind of his slow gait heralding his arrival; Relentless, remorsless.

One great, grisly white hand was pressed against the side of it's helmet, as if in pain, yet it surged forward, dragging the blade along.

There were appointments to be kept afterall, and much to do before time ran out.

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As the light around her one by one began to fade into darkness, Kagura's heartrate quickened. There she stood in the blackness of the night unable to see anything before her. The sounds of metal screeching across the asphalt sent a shiver down her spine.

So this was it, he or it had found her. Placing a hand on her heart she inhaled a deep breath to steady herself. Her calm was fading and the terror was sinking in. Her determination to see her decision through was what gave her the strength to stand her ground though.

If there was even the smallest chance that her actions could help others than she would do her best to tame her fears.

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Darkness.

The Red Pyramid, Right Hand, Great Blade.
He lived in it, moved through it, was a part of it.

....And yet, there was a light.

Sometimes..sometimes there were tiny flickers of light in the darkness of his world.
Small beacons of innocense.

Mostly they were children, and would run screaming if they chanced to lay eyes on him.
It was a rare child that could even percieve his existence, considering he always had one foot in another plane.

This light, however, did not run.
She ( yes, a female, he could tell ) stood her ground, though he could smell her fear thick on the air.

The lumbering, halting gait of the atrocity stopped entirely before the child, and regarded her.

Still as death, and just as patient, he waited for her to either turn and flee, or simply move from his path.
She was not for him. Not one of the guilty who called out for judgement.

He does not speak, for he has forgotten how.
He communicates with gesture and the stygian wave that passes for thought within that horrific consciousness.

A piece of a nursery rhyme, and the stillness of a creature who does not seek the offensive fill the air between them.
These snatches of lost memories, and broken thoughts are all he has anymore...

...All that is left of memory.

Ashes, ashes we all fall down....

((OOC: Augh! Typos D< ))

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Terror. Horror. Almost overwhelming that even the Boar spirit inside her flinched, begging her to flee. But her determination would not be swayed. Never had Kagura been in such a sinister presence even her God was not this sinister.

But she hadn't taken this chance just to walk away. If this creature wanted to judge sins then he could judge hers. Her seemingly innocence didn't measure up to the guilt she felt at betraying a friend or obeying commands that she knew would only hurt and cause harm to others. How many people had suffered because she turned a blind eye? Isuzu...Kyou...Yuki...Kisa...just to name a few. This moment would be just as much for them as it would be for the new people that she wanted to protect.

"I won't move. You said those who asked for the reckoning would receive. I may be innocent to an extent but I'm a sinner just the same...will you judge me for those sins...my sins?" Kagura asked her voice low but eerily calm.

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The Red Gaurd stood.
Still, and silent, and waiting.

He could smell her sin....but it was small, and her guilt outweighed by her purity.

Confusion....

A child is innocent. A child can not be judged.

The stillness that marked him out as 'other', as not human, broke only slightly as a grisly, gnarled hand rose to offer a surprisingly gentle touch.

A brush, no more, of nail-less fingers across her face.

His opposing hand tightened on the Great Blade fractionally, but only in decision.
Still in silence the nearly seven-foot-tall monster bent and scooped the child to sit in the crook of his arm.

His skin was solid as stone, and just as cold.
Yet, the unforgiving nature displayed no hostility....instead, he held her as gently as though she were made of porcelain.

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She had to still herself from outwardly cringing at his touch. Never had the spirit that resided within her protested so loudly.

She wasn't sure what to make of it...there she stood in front of this horrendous silent creature who seemed to be attracted to her "innocence"? 'Gods, I hope I am not being pitied by a monster,' she thought darkly.

The moment she felt his arm closing around her to lift her up she stiffened trying to maintain a distance between them. She wasn't quite sure if she would turn into her Boar form if it fully hugged her but she wasn't willing to find out.

"I see...so my sin isn't great enough to judge...and I fail again..." Kagura sighed softly; tears welling in her eyes. I'll never forgive myself for this failure.

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The Red Gaurd rested his blade against his thigh, and used the freed hand's fingers to catch her tears on gnarled finger tips.

Raising his hand, he seemed to be showing them to her. Showing her her own sadness.

Innocent. Pure. Beautiful.
These were not so much words as fractured impressions.
Something like communucation, but not in any sense of word, or sign....simply a shared secret.

Satisfied with this exchange, the Executioner retrieved his blade, and turned in his halting gait.

Step. Drag. Lurch.

Step. Drag. Lurch.

She was pure, and kind.
Master would love her.
Mother would care for her.

Home. Safe. You.
More impressions. Images, and quick flashes.
A woman with dark hair and blue eyes, a man with the same hair and eyes that burned.
A house shrouded in mist.

A sense of peace....

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Kagura's eye widened in response to his touching her tears. Her mind was racing trying to understand what he was showing her. 'Pure?' she thought surprised.

Did he really think her pure? Kagura could barely wrap her mind around that concept before he turned away...then the faces of people she had not met appeared before her mind's eye. '...What?'

"An invitation?" Kagura questioned softly. She wasn't sure how she knew what he meant, it was a feeling more than anything else. Was it offering protection or did it simply want her to meet with those people? She had a feeling it was both but she was reluctant to accept.

How could she accept protection while others were doomed to suffer? No, she couldn't...it just wouldn't be right.

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The lurching gait stopped again, and the Gaurdian almost...slumped?

The movement was nearly imperceptible, but the great helmet bowed.
Stooping again, the monster gently returned the innocent to her feet, and regarded her.

Yes...yes, she was pure, and so she was not for him.

Once more the gnarled, nail-less fingered hand passed softly across her face.
The gesture alone said simply; Too beautiful for me...too beautiful to walk in darkness.

The helmet dipped one last time in an oblique gesture of difference, and the Executioner stepped around her.

Halting, lurching, dragging the massive blade, he stepped into the darkness...the wall of shadows.
He would return to darkness, and tell Mother of the innocents.

Mother was beautiful, and Mother would gather them.
She would bring them home, and She could tell them.
Tell them the Gaurdian would keep them safe.

Safe...Safe and protected....always.

Blessed are the little children