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Sep. 4th, 2009 10:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kat8cha"Otoya."
Dark!Kiva turned at Tsukasa calling his name. He smiled, tipped his head slightly to the side. Tsukasa was clad in black, a black shirt that dipped low enough to show his collarbone, sparkling letters dripped across the front. 'DRAIN'. A black scarf was wrapped loosely around Tsukasa's neck, the fringe hanging over his wide silver studded belt and brushing his crotch.
"Is there anything you need from me," Otoya bowed slightly, a manner which could be considered 'mocking', if you did not know that Otoya mocked everyone, including himself. Otoya saluted Tsukasa with two fingers against his brow as well before standing. "My liege?"
Tsukasa stared blankly at Otoya, as if he could not completely process Otoya's mannerisms. Otoya simply continued to smile. "Your name is Kurenai Otoya, right?"
Otoya nodded again. "Yes."
Tsukasa studied Otoya then, obviously thinking. "You are not a fangaia, but you use Kiva."
"I should be dead." Otoya said with a smile. "The power of Kiva should kill any human who utilizes it, sapping them of their life energy. But Kivat explained that there was something else about me that powered it. Who knows." Otoya had always figured it was his darkness that powered Kivat, or possibly the life force of his alternate in another world. Whatever it was Otoya had yet to be killed by Kiva's power, he had even gained a Fangaia's extended life.
Tsukasa nodded, like Otoya had confirmed what he already knew. "I want you to teach someone."
Otoya raised an eyebrow. "Teach someone? Who, my liege? For you are in no need of teaching."
Another blank look, Otoya chuckled inwardly. There was something utterly charming about such a clueless expression. Otoya was touched that he could inspire it.
"The fangaia king from the world of Kiva." Tsukasa states shortly. Otoya blinks, a smile blooming again. A chance to control the Fangaia king? Oh how sweet, how sweet the thought was. Otoya remembered King, how it had felt to crush him. To train another version of him, a younger version, an alternate version? Perhaps King's child from an alternate universe.
How sweet.
"Of course, my liege." Otoya bowed again. "It would be my pleasure." Otoya did not question why Tsukasa wanted him to train the young fangaia. Perhaps because he wished to add the young king's power to his collection, perhaps he thought the young king would be a powerful resource. Who knew. "Where can I find him?"
Tsukasa studied Otoya again before shrugging and turning around. "I will bring him to you tomorrow."
Otoya chuckled and watched Tsukasa walk away. The tight jeans really did make the evil overlord.
Dark!Kiva turned at Tsukasa calling his name. He smiled, tipped his head slightly to the side. Tsukasa was clad in black, a black shirt that dipped low enough to show his collarbone, sparkling letters dripped across the front. 'DRAIN'. A black scarf was wrapped loosely around Tsukasa's neck, the fringe hanging over his wide silver studded belt and brushing his crotch.
"Is there anything you need from me," Otoya bowed slightly, a manner which could be considered 'mocking', if you did not know that Otoya mocked everyone, including himself. Otoya saluted Tsukasa with two fingers against his brow as well before standing. "My liege?"
Tsukasa stared blankly at Otoya, as if he could not completely process Otoya's mannerisms. Otoya simply continued to smile. "Your name is Kurenai Otoya, right?"
Otoya nodded again. "Yes."
Tsukasa studied Otoya then, obviously thinking. "You are not a fangaia, but you use Kiva."
"I should be dead." Otoya said with a smile. "The power of Kiva should kill any human who utilizes it, sapping them of their life energy. But Kivat explained that there was something else about me that powered it. Who knows." Otoya had always figured it was his darkness that powered Kivat, or possibly the life force of his alternate in another world. Whatever it was Otoya had yet to be killed by Kiva's power, he had even gained a Fangaia's extended life.
Tsukasa nodded, like Otoya had confirmed what he already knew. "I want you to teach someone."
Otoya raised an eyebrow. "Teach someone? Who, my liege? For you are in no need of teaching."
Another blank look, Otoya chuckled inwardly. There was something utterly charming about such a clueless expression. Otoya was touched that he could inspire it.
"The fangaia king from the world of Kiva." Tsukasa states shortly. Otoya blinks, a smile blooming again. A chance to control the Fangaia king? Oh how sweet, how sweet the thought was. Otoya remembered King, how it had felt to crush him. To train another version of him, a younger version, an alternate version? Perhaps King's child from an alternate universe.
How sweet.
"Of course, my liege." Otoya bowed again. "It would be my pleasure." Otoya did not question why Tsukasa wanted him to train the young fangaia. Perhaps because he wished to add the young king's power to his collection, perhaps he thought the young king would be a powerful resource. Who knew. "Where can I find him?"
Tsukasa studied Otoya again before shrugging and turning around. "I will bring him to you tomorrow."
Otoya chuckled and watched Tsukasa walk away. The tight jeans really did make the evil overlord.
