Welcome to The Duality of Man, an original animanga role-play that features numerous supernatural creatures. Unfortunately, these various species have distanced themselves because of the war that occurred thousands of years ago, plaguing some with eyes that only see their dualism. While others meddle themself with their differences, two groups fight, each attempting to eliminate the other in for their definition of worldly peace. These two groups of the Terror Response Syndicate (TRS) and the Assembly of Phantoms (AP). With individuals fighting merely over their differences, it brings uncertainty to the outcome of this war.
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Summer 2022
Heat has broken through into a glorious summer. The snow has entirely dried through the spring, leaving to the brilliance of the warmer months. Terror activity has risen as people are brought out of their homes, leaving the TRS in a position of consistent work. Each are attempting to maintain victory in the endless struggle for power.
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[attr="class","kaitlynntalker"]Intoxicated and enjoying a pleasant evening with her exotic girlfriend, Kaitlynn find herself recovering easily from the battle they were previous battle. The aftermath was ugly, however, they survived it as usual. Unit two was filled with strong, courageous fighters with high skill levels. As the sergeant enjoyed her liquor, her eyes would gaze upon Sonya, admiring, throughts swirling as the alcohol overpowered her mind. The regularly rough and tough brown-haired sergeant was reduced to a more giggly, happy-go-lucky girl for the evening.
Casually, the angel grabbed the glass, ferrying it to her slightly parted lips. A mixture of soda and alcohol slip between her lips, ice occasionally bouncing against her upper lip. Condensation kept her fingers cooled throughout the long sip, until, finally the drink was returned to the bar's wooden counter. A grin played across the brunette's face as she glanced at Sonya, purple eyes fixated on her as she spoke. She listened as her voice trailed off, the intoxicated thinking patterns making Kaitlynn not think ill of her girlfriend's sentence structure.
A giggled escaped the angel's mouth when Sonya mentioned her teasing, only ceasing when her bar stool was dragged closer. Briefly, Kaitlynn wobbled from the unexpected movement, but once she settled on her seat, her brilliant eyes returned to Sonya. Another series of giggles escaped her purple-coloured lips as she grinned widely.
"Maaaaaybe," she teased, chuckling.
A card was shortly thrown towards the bartender, Kaitlynn's girlfriend intending on paying. The brunette met Sonya's gaze, staring deeply into her lustrous, golden eyes. Only moments later did Sonya's lean in, softly whispering into the purple-eyed woman's ear. A smirk stretched across her lips as she gazed at the familiar a playful glance.
"I would love to," she responded in agreement.
The card was later returned to Sonya as the pair prepared to depart. Hastily, Kaitlynn downed the remainder of her drink, placing it onto the counter for the bartender to claim. Once prepared to leave, the sergeant quickly followed behind the lieutenant. The angel crossed through the threshold, cold air pleasantly embracing her and cooling her body. There she discovered her girlfriend enjoying her cigarette substitute, toothpicks. She approached the exotic woman, a smile broad across her face.
"Should I call a taxi?" She asked happily.
In the pockets of her TRS uniform was Kaitlynn's cellphone which she could use to summon them a vehicle. It would be quicker to reach Sonya's apartment using a vehicle, however, the brunette never knew what her girlfriend had planned.
grab your coat, leave a note & run away with me.
[attr="class","kaitlynnnotesarea"]418 words for @sonya
And while you are sitting indoors waiting for the storm to pass I will be outside dancing in the rain
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Sonya glanced over at Kaitlynn as she put the pack of toothpicks away in one of her pockets. As she held the toothpick in the side of her mouth as Kaitlynn asked if she should call a taxi to get to their house faster. She thought it about, but in the end shrugged. The cool air felt nice against her increasing heated face from all the toxic liquid they had drank. "We shall walk." she said as she just looked at Kaitlynn and smiled. Usually if she was beat up this bad, they would taken a taxi. But with all the alcohol in her system, she didn't feel a thing.
As she started to walk, she looked around. Wondering if thing would have been different if she had not went and joined the TRS. Would she had been still homeless? And not as successful as she is now? Sometimes these thoughts crossed her mind as she walked along the sidewalk. Seeing some other homeless people brought some painful memories to the surface. But she kept her head high. She was proud of herself after all. Joining as a rookie into unit 2. Now she was a Lt. With many good men and women surrounding and fighting alongside her.
The best of them all was right beside her. As took her good arm, and wrapped it around the shoulders of Kaitlynn. It was rare for the familiar to even do something like this. Even after the countless battles that they did come back from battered, she never was one for the sensitive parts of a relationship. Maybe it was liquor that was making her do this. Or the fact she could have died out there tonight and she doesn't want regrets when the time comes. So she might as show some love to the only one she actually loves.
"Now what will we do when you move in. There isn't much space for a lot of stuff. So you better now be thinking about redecorating when you do." she said with a chuckle. redecorating? She never did such a thing when she got the apartment. The walls are still bare, there's no rug or anything to cover the hardwood floors, her bed just has plain sheets and covers. You can tell Sonya doesn't really care much about her appearance sometimes by the way her apartment looks. But it more or less just a place to sleep, if that. Since being promoted to Lt. Her work load has increased to a stupid amount. Sometimes she just sleeps at her office.
Yes, she of all people has an office. It's weird thinking like that considering most of her time is spent beating her unit into shape, her other sergeants wouldn't, Kaitlynn would do a good enough job. But nothing was like doing it yourself. So after all the training and all that, she still has to do her paperwork for the TRS. Which is the most painstaking part of the promotion. She utterly hates it. But being able to see Kaitlynn all the time at work makes it a bit worth it in the end.
[attr="class","kaitlynntalker"]Cold air embraced Kaitlynn's cheeks as she stood outside of the bar, a dumb, lovestruck grin across her face as she gazed at Sonya. Alcohol streamed through her body, resulted in thoughts being impaired because of the intoxicating beverage. Temporary, the gravity of their previous situation was forgotten, the alcohol conquering her brain with little resistance because of the amount she drank. The influences of the bar's beverages kept their firm grip, adding a subtle awkwardness to her steps because of the impairment it motivated.
As she inched closer to her beloved girlfriend, a declaration was made. They would walk home together, enjoying the night air and enchanting, moonlit sky. The concept sounded enjoyable for the angel, impart from the increased time she would be capable of spending with Sonya before they flopped down to sleep. After a night of fighting followed by a drinking session, Kaitlynn's body was tiring from an eventful day of orders and defeating terrors. By morning, a fresh stack of reports would be stationed on her desk for reviewing, which meant a long work day.
On another note, Sonya's injury would potentially leave Kaitlynn more work to accomplish. Unfortunately, the drunken angel's intoxicated thoughts refused to remember the upcoming workload. Together, they ventured down the streets of Lorsette, the chilled air embracing their bodies. A slight breeze occasionally tousled Kaitlynn's hair as she walked beside Sonya, purple eyes wondering around. Night life was stagnant in Lorsette because of the constant threats of Assembly members and terrors lurking the streets during the evenings.
While some braver souls risked their well-being to enjoy the nightly affairs, others preferred the safety discovered in their homes. There were moments where Kaitlynn wondered if other locations around the world similarly suffered from the duller night crowd due to these persistent dangers. During these evenings, the willing few walked the streets, prepared to defend themselves, and the homeless hid themselves away in safer corners, praying criminals or Assembly would not find them. Witnessing Lorsette during the evenings always caused those thoughts to surface, even in her current state of mind.
The love-struck grin escaped her lips as they walked, Kaitlynn's eyes flitting about and analyzing the streets to the best of their ability. The feeling of an arm wrapping around the brunette's shoulders returned her fixation to Sonya. She glanced towards her girlfriend as she was provided the comfort of a warm arm. A soft smile touched her lips, the angel using the opportunity to inch closer. Under most circumstances, Sonya displayed little affection, therefore, Kaitlynn decided to enjoy this moment.
After a few steps, the moving was brought up again, prompting a content grin to stretch across Kaitlynn's lips. Many nights had been spent in Sonya's apartment, thus the sergeant knew about the lack of decorating. Downsizing would still be required, but the brunette abandoned more years ago. In the evening long ago she decided to run away from home, all she could keep were the clothes shoved into her backpack. Her phone had to be left behind among many of the things she cherished throughout her childhood to avoid falling to something she did not support.
"I'll think about it," she said with a soft laugh. "We both know I can downsize pretty damn well."
Thoughts swirled through Kaitlynn's head about the possibility of redecorating certain rooms in Sonya's home. The angel wanted to avoid changing too much, however, the apartment was essentially a blank canvas. Her girlfriend's previous financial status could potentially be the culprit, but Kaitlynn refused to bring it up. There were bright sides to the barren walls, one being the many locations to hang pictures of herself, Quan and the older gentleman kind enough to adopt them when they arrived in Lorsette.
Those were the people she cared about, Quan and the pleasant old man who taught them values and welcomed them into his home without hesitation. Anybody else in her family were not ranked highly, specifically her biological parents who desired to arrange her in a marriage with the most unpleasant man they could find. She would never go back, Lorsette became her home, became the location with meaningful people and thus she would remain in Lorsette despite the never-ending dangers.
grab your coat, leave a note & run away with me.
[attr="class","kaitlynnnotesarea"]707 words for @sonya
And while you are sitting indoors waiting for the storm to pass I will be outside dancing in the rain
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As they came upon her apartment, she sighed in relief to be home after such a crazy night. I mean she really has two homes anyway. This place and Kaitlynn's considering how much she was actually there. As they climbed the stared and finally got to her door, she fumbled around in her pants pocket for a second before finally emerging with a key. As she slid it into the lock and turned. The old lock clicked and clacked as she turned the key until finally unlocking itself. As she turned to the knob and entered the very bare room. Barely anything in here except a coffee table, couch and tv. The kitchen was not much different, as you could see into it through the living room as you walked in. The kitchen was probably more bare. But luckily cabinets covered that fact. Sonya trudged in and made a b-line right for her bed. Which was in the open considering the apartment was small and with an open floor plan.
Sonya didn't even bother taking off her bloody shirt or shoes as she just plopped onto the bed. And sighed as the comfort of the soft textures wrapped around her. "I love my bed." she said as she breathed in relief of being home. She sat up as she looked at Kaitlynn. "I should probably take a shower after you. Don't think you want all this this dried blood all over the shower if you have to take one next." she laughed at the thought as she just looked at Kaitlynn. It wasn't odd for her to be over, but for some reason Sonya was nervous for the first time in forever. Maybe it was cause she finally said her feelings aloud for the first time finally acknowledging the fact that she is deeply in love with the angel. It wasn't the bond they have either that was making her feel this way. Despite the pact they made by totally accident having a part in why they are always around each other. Plus it was kinda her nature to protect Kaitlynn because of the fact she is a familiar.
Though she did wonder why Kate never said anything at any point considering their pact is strong enough to sense each others emotions if they focused enough. Who knows. "Or maybe I will join you in the shower..." she said without thinking for a moment before she just cleared her throat and got up from the bed and walked towards the kitchen to make some tea or something. And hopefully she doesn't say anything about that. She has no idea what is happening to her right now.
[attr="class","kaitlynntalker"]Through the streets they walked together, eventually approaching the familiar apartment building. Years of friendship allowed even the drunken version of Kaitlynn to recognize it. Frequently, she entered the apartment Sonya referred to as home because of their friendship now turned relationship. They invested countless hours into interacting with one another, thus it was natural for the angel to recognize the location. A giddy smile curled onto her lips as they pushed through the front doors of the complex into a small, dimly lit front desk. Somebody was still stationed behind the front desk despite the late hours, perhaps finishing up some work or just packing up.
Alas, Kaitlynn hardly paid them mind in her dazed state of mind; the alcohol had long intoxicated her brain. Quietly, she followed Sonya towards the stairs where they would slowly ascend to the hallways filled with seemingly endless apartments. As they reached Sonya's floor, they stepped out of the stairwell. They walked down the hallway, a subtle unsteadiness to Kaitlynn's steps as she followed her girlfriend. The brunette leaned against the wall, waiting as Sonya fumbled for the apartment's key to warrant them access.
A click echoed through the silent hallway, the soft creak of the opening door reaching the sergeant's ears. Once the exotic woman entered, Kaitlynn followed behind her, purple eyes lacking shock at the near-empty apartment. From what Kaitlynn knew, Sonya was hardly somebody to decorate her apartment, instead of focusing on the bare minimums. After entering, the angel grabbed the doorknob and closed it behind them. The open-floored apartment was a soothing sight after the combat they endured. The sounds of movement prompted her gaze to flit towards Sonya who flopped on the bed.
In her current state of mind, Kaitlynn failed to register a complaint about dirt and blood covering the blankets; it could be questioned in the morning. Sloppily, the angel pulled off her shoes, kicking them to the side to enter the apartment. Compared to Sonya, Kaitlynn's uniform was significantly less filthy due to her placement on organizational duties during the fight. As the angel walked further into the apartment, her arms reached up in a long stretch, a yawn escaping her lips. At the mention of a shower, she smiled.
"A shower sounds nice," she mumbled with plans to adhere to Sonya's words.
The sergeant turned, heading towards where she remembered the washroom to be located when a self-invitation was made. She froze with astonishment on her face accompanied by genuine thought. Intoxication whispered those little opinions not usually prevalent in Kaitlynn's mind, causing a teasing smirk. The angel giggled as she glanced over her shoulder at Sonya.
"Aaaannnndddd maybe I would like that," she flirted playfully.
Without further hesitation, Kaitlynn trotted forward, a series of giggles leaving her drunken lips. Liquor left her in a questionable state of mind, but would she regret the actions of her intoxicated self? It was unlikely given Sonya was her girlfriend. She entered the washroom, leaving the door unlocked while gleeful laughs echoed from her mouth.
grab your coat, leave a note & run away with me.
[attr="class","kaitlynnnotesarea"]508 words for @sonya
If Sonya does join her, feel free to timeskip and say they slept so we can end the thread or start again with it being morning. <3
And while you are sitting indoors waiting for the storm to pass I will be outside dancing in the rain
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As Kaitlynn vanished into the washroom Sonya went to her bedroom area. Since it was an open floor plan there were barely any walls separating rooms. As she got to her room she opened up one of the draws and took some clothes out for both her and Kaitlynn. Since Kaitlynn stays with her a lot of nights. She has left some clothes in her apartment for whenever she comes over. She set them on the bed for her when she excited the washroom. As Sonya looked over over a sly smile ran across her lips. As she stripped down and went into the bathroom to join her...She thought about not but it would be waste not to.
As the morning sun rose, so did Sonya. Or so she thought. As she tried to move but was stuck, her arm being used a pillow by Kaitlynn. She just sighed softly before trying to finagle her way out without waking her up. Sonya was an early riser, like right at the sun started to come up she was up. Mostly because she got in the routine of it. But also so she could have some peace and quiet before her day started.
After a big battle like that, she usually gives the entire squad a day off. Or at least the people that were involved. Sonya somehow got out of the strangle hold Kaitlynn had on her without waking her up. She yawned as she walked into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. She then walked quietly back into the bedroom to grab a long shirt and wrap it around her neck and arm making a sling. As her arm was still sore. The only downside was she still needed to go in to write up a report of what happened. Luckily there were no casualties citizen or unit two. So she considered it a win.
Sonya walked back to the kitchen and sat down as she sent out a message to all of her unit saying take the day off. And if she saw anyone at hq she would beat them up. Now it was just waiting on the coffee. She looked around her apartment thinking about Kaitlynn moving in and spicing this place up a bit. It would be nice she thought. She never had the chance to since becoming Lt. Which she never wanted in the first place. But Kaitlynn insisted on her becoming the Lt. Even though Sonya thinks she is a bad leader more than half the time. But it was more or less a duty to protect everyone than anything. She didn't care about the power she hold or anything like that. Just the protection of everyone and maybe help some people like her when she was younger.
As the coffee finally dinged, most likely loud enough to wake her sleeping beauty she got up and poured a mug for herself and took down an extra for Kaitlynn as she started to sip the hot drink and relax a bit before going to hq and writing up that report.
[attr="class","kaitlynntalker"]The teasing remark hung in the air as Kaitlynn retreated from her girlfriend. A flirtatious sway entered her hips as she moved, displaying her pleasantly slender curves. As she ventured through the home, she approached the bathroom door, closing it, but refusing to lock it. A smile stretched across her lips upon entering the bathroom. Slowly, the angel tugged her TRS jacket off her shoulders, allowing it to drop. Her slender fingers reached, pulling up her sleeve to reveal the bare skin of her arm. The shower curtain was drawn and knob turned, Kaitlynn adjusting the temperature of the water.
Initially, cold and goosebumps inspiring promptly shifted to the comfortable blanket of warmth. With the simple shake of her arm, the brunette dispelled the droplets clinging to her skin. In her drunken state, the sergeant neglected to dry the water clinging to her skin, rather, she began stripping from her uniforms. The articles of clothing were piled in the clothing as Kaitlynn stepped into the wondrously warm waters. The alcohol-filled angel fumbled to clean the blood from her body, the task becoming more difficult when a guest joined her...
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At some point through the evening, Kaitlynn landed in the plush world of Sonya's bed. Clothed in the chosen garments for their slumber and head resting on her girlfriend's shoulder. Decisions clouded by alcohol and fueled by the beginnings of a recently developed relationship, she committed those dirtier actions with her girlfriend. There was nothing new about the thought, the pair occasionally having their drunken 'bed dances'. Messy-haired, Kaitlynn snuggled into Sonya's shoulder, purple eyes blissfully closed as she dozed a few extra moments.
Movement somewhat woke her from her slumber, however, the angel pretended to remain asleep. When the opportunity arrived, Kaitlynn would spare some extra minutes to sleeping, especially after a rigorous battle against Assembly forces. Sleep was welcomed as the angel was left, head shifted to a pillow for some extra minutes of sleep. The brunette stayed beneath the warm embrace of covers for an additional half-hour. She was half-asleep, merely dozing in bed to laze for some extra time. Alas, the time eventually arrived for Kaitlynn's magnificent eyes to crack open.
Light filtered through the apartment window, revealing the lack-lustre interior of Sonya's bedroom. The angel remained stationary a few moments, hazily remembering the evening. They went drinking, returned to her girlfriend's apartment and despite the weariness of battle had some adult fun. Her hands pressed against the mattress, lifting her from the softness of the pillows. The blanket rolled down Kaitlynn's shoulders as she rose and adjusted her position. Once sitting upright, her hands clasped together before being rose towards the ceiling to stretch her arms and shoulders as a yawn left her lips.
When her arms dropped to her sides, Kaitlynn turned, dangling her feet off the bed before pushing off. A coffee maker dinged from beyond the bedroom chambers, causing the angel to pause. She shuffled around the bed, snailing her away around the room before leaving. As she entered the kitchen, she discovered Sonya, coffee in hand and an additional one prepared for her. The angel shuffled over to it, taking her mug and shortly a sip of bitter liquid. Caffination was a welcomed addition to the angel's morning.
Once she ferried it from her lips, her purple hues locked onto the exotic woman.
"Thanks babe," she murmured sleepily before taking another sip. "Are you just going in to write your report?"
A fortunate fact of being in unit two was Sonya's promotion of time off following rough battles. The other sergeant would be requested to accomplish her paperwork while she rested herself for the day after. The process was something Kaitlynn admired, particularly after needing to sleep to regain energy. Unfortunately for her girlfriend, the exotic lieutenant would be required to write a report about the incident. It meant she would not receive the same amount of time off as the remainder of her unit, but could spare some time to rest, at least Kaitlynn hoped.
grab your coat, leave a note & run away with me.
[attr="class","kaitlynnnotesarea"]674 words for @sonya
And while you are sitting indoors waiting for the storm to pass I will be outside dancing in the rain
❧
Sonya started to tie her hair into a ponytail as she saw the angel walk into the kitchen, looking pretty tired. Maybe it was blessing that they formed a contract because without Sonya, Kaitlynn may have been a bit more worn. Since angels can't really get into a fist fight and survive with a powerful foe. This is where Sonya comes in. Being a familiar has it's advantages to keeping Kaitlytnn safe. Shielding her and just being able to handle a bit more. Plus it meant having a connection going on beyond just loving each other. They can inherently just feel each other.
He looked at her as she grabbed the cup of coffee and started to take a sip as you could just tell it made her feel more awake. As she asked if she was going in to write a report. As she finished tying her hair she just nodded. "Yea but that is all I'm doing unless something comes up." she said as he got up from her seat and walked closer to the angel.
She wrapped one of her arms around her and brought her closer. "But after that you get me all to yourself for a nice day off." she said with a hint of lewd thoughts considering last night was amazing. As she let go of her before grabbing the paper she was already half done writing from this morning. S
She went over to the door and grabbed her coat and started to put her boots on. After tying them she put on her coat and grabbed her sword that she usually leans up against the wall near her coat. She fastened the sword to her hip and looked back at Kaitlynn as she kissed her and went out the door.
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