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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:10:07 GMT
« Thread started on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:13am » -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Here are the Archive boards of DARKHEART CASTLE groups.yahoo.com/group/darkheartcastle/Posts are in order, ooc and ic with no 'cleaning' Posts will be cleaned and story boarded as time permits. No one whose permissions are not in the PERMISSION section are aware of the archiving. And no one has permission to copy THESE boards without express permission from Alexandra.... Thank you Alexandra (ooc Melissa)
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:10:55 GMT
« Reply #1 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:14am » -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DARKHEART ARCHIVES groups.yahoo.com/group/darkheartcastle/alexandra_moroveston/yahoo sign in The ebb and effluence of shadows went on, in the days that were before the end; ere the aged world, astray with the sun in strange heavens, should be lost in the cosmic darkness, or, under the influence of other and conflicting gravitations, should crumble apart and bare its granite bones to the light of strange suns, and the granite, too, should dissolve, and be as of the dust of slaves and kings. Noon was encircled with darkness, and the depths of palace-dusk were chasmed with sunlight. Change there was none, other than this, for the earth was dead, and stirred not to the tottering feet of Time. And in the expectant silence before the twilight of the sun, the moving shadows seemed but a mockery of change; a meaningless antic phantasmagoria of things that were; an after figuring of forgotten time. And now the sun was darkened slowly in mid-heaven, as by some vast and invisible bulk. And twilight hushed the shadows in the Castle of Darkheart, as the world itself swung down toward the long and single shadow of irretrievable retribution. "The sunset and the dawn in thy deep eyes are holden; Thou sheddest forth perfumes like a tempestuous eve; Thy mouth, a philtered amphora, doth the child embolden, And heroes fail in the web thy slow caresses weave. Comest thou from the black profound, or stars above? Destiny, like a god, follows thy scented gown; Sowing, all chancefully, disaster, joy and love, Thou art the irnperatrix of all, the slave of none." == 1- Nicola's Dream nicolaera_darkheart oct 23, 2003 0030 It was darkness... the ever quiet... ever peaceful cool, comfortable darkness...ever undisturbed until the sun once again be swallowed by the shroud of night. Secure within her chambers she lay...a graceful feminine form draped in fine pale silks on a bed of satin and lace. Heavily lined and layered velvet drapes puddled about the windows and drawn shut allow little visible light past their barrier and within only sheer silken bed curtains drawn closed about her ever serene porcelin form veil complete visibility to any who would wander in and chance to find her... Long has the quiet reigned thru her days...only the servants of the family, ghouls as some would speak of them, occasionally would break the silence with footfall in the corridors as they went about their daily business in the castle. What doth those whom dwell in the vastly hall of death dream by daylight? Seductive moments that pass amid their undeadly nightlives... For Nicola it could easily be the shadowmancer whom recently returned from his long absense. But the rest of the damned is shattered from the hillside...As Stone races castleward, bared blade in hand, his voice rises, and he is heard from the wooded edge and across the sunlit grounds, into Nicola's waking dream, for she is now aware of his presence and his approach ((((Nicolaskaya!)))) echoes to her mind (Auspex 6 ~ the dreaming)
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:11:39 GMT
« Reply #2 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:14am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- __ 2-Laughter in the Darkness stone_seraph oct 23, 2003 0500
It was madness in his veins, any thought of reason further clouded by the urging, and whispering of the unholy blade in his hand. There was a time when he shruged off such things, ignored them... or simply outright barred them from his conciousness... But with his memory went his guard, and with his guard went any defense at all he once held over the ancient blade and its vile whims.
"Who is she.... she who would escape me.." ((us....))
More memories came and went... blades crossing upon a moonlit rooftop.. a wooded path. All of them.. this woman featured in mortal lock with him.. and yet still she escaped his grasp... how!? All he felt was the lust of nearing revenge... revenge for what he did not no nor anylonger cared... he sought only to quench a thirst withen himself, tearing at his soul. Could the wicked blade grin, its sick smile would easily outgrow that of its wielder, the ease at which it played upon Seraph's memories a near forgotten joy. It had been so many years since it felt the grip of a weak willed mind under its cross-guard and the rush of power filled it with malicious joy. Seraph screamed aloud, laying a ghoul servant aside, its shocked expresion lay in two seperate piles aside the maddened swordsman, desecrating the seemingly flawless garden he strode through. The blade drank deep of the servants blood. Tainted by the Tremere or not, it was to be enjoyed. Seraph halted his step,a cold wind swaying the ruffles at his throat, and pulling his long belted jacket back behind him like a wind tossed banner. His eyes rose up the length of the stairs before him, his path finnaly ending at the foot of the grand structure, the great oaken doors set defiantly before him. Seraphs eyes widened against his will, the blade looking through them. ((Tricky are they not?)) "Yes.... " "Tricky indeed"
As Seraph gazed upon the great doors, arcane gylphs, and sigils of near forgotten bloodmagic began to glow... etching the frame of the massive doors in countless patterns..
((Wards....They seek to keep you out)) ((would a friend wish you such harm?))
"No, my enemy lay withen"
((And what is your enemies name?))
Seraph paused a moment, a memory threatening to break free and make truth of the matter, but the sword in his hand sensed this, and made his memory yet again a void of blackness, filled only with what the blade wished him to see... Again the vision of Seraph battling the ancient vampire atop a rain soaked roof flooded his mind.
((Her name?))
"Her name w-.. Her name.... is Nicolayaska"
His first footstep echoed in the empty garden, again his pace quickened... Another.. then another... until he reached the peak of the staircase, a blur of motion and violent careless rage. The blade burned in his hand scalding his skin, as it began to glow a violet hue. And as that ghastly light spread across his body, Seraph burst through the door, splinters of both oak and the failing magic of countless wards exploding inward.... The swordsman let out an enraged scream his body wracked with agonising pain of the swords "protective" shielding.
His landing was hardly graceful. The explosion of the wards power sending him careening into a wall and through a large stone statue. The dust, dirt, and grit exploding around him with every impact. When at last the world ceased its spinning, he sat up, again drawing upon the unholy strength of the blade sealed into his grasp. His entrance had stirred great amounts of dust and debree and it aided in blinding him from the darkness of the rooms interior. But as it began to settle at last.. numerous forms seemed to pull out of the darkness. Ghouls and other monstrocities seeming to fade into existance from the gloomy shadows of the huge room before him. Seraph looked upon them with glee manefesting from the swords hunger.... And as the hoard of beings began to close around them, his grip tightened upon his friend, his wild eyes glazed stare reflected upon its gleaming blade...
And he began to laugh..... and laugh... and laugh... and into them he lept dealing death with every laugh, in a cacophony of madness. A single tear tracing down his cheek.
__ 3-Re: Laughter in the Darkness chrono_the_dark_warrior_of_time oct 25, 2003 0958
Hearing a distant deranged laughter within the empty halls, Chrono shruged them off. Feeling better then he had within the past few days he ventured out into the sun filled gardens to pratic his elven magic. Book in hand and clad in only a pair of tight shorts he steped out into the gardens. the morning coolness didnt bother him, or at least he didnt let it show if it did.
Setting up a protective ward so no one foolish enough to get near him would be hurt by any miscast spell or flying items, he set his book down on what apeard to be an invisable book stand. placeing his hand out its full length he started to chant. his outstreched hand started to glow a odd shade of blue almost deep black in color. He knew this to be forbidden but he was far from his elven lands and didnt care. as the chant went on the orb grew. the strain of holding onto it grew and grew, sweat formed on his brow as he worked hard not to let this spell fail for if it did he would be dearly hurt, almost killed in fact.
As He finished his chant, his spell book flared, the scrypt burning its self onto the parchment within. Letting the spell loose it screamed through the air. Anyone of evil or dark alignment would feel this spell as it was of dark oragins. as the spell hit an invisable wall, the protective barrier shuddered, almost quaked as the balck aura spread across it as the spell impacted. Suddenly a beam of pure darkness shot into the air, rocketing towards a distant mountain. as the beam faded into a saint light it slammed into the mountain.
Nothing happened for a moment but then... darkness spread across the land, death in a way spread across its lengthas the spell spread outward anything caught within its path would...in a way die. it would not be a full death only partial. for he cast a drow spell a long forgotten spell of walking death. Slumping down, Chrono looked into his hands watching the faint black aura linger on his hands . What had he done, he knew it was bad... but what was it that this long forgoten spell do
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:12:22 GMT
« Reply #3 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:15am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- __ 4-Light in the Darkness alexandra_moroveston oct 25, 2003 1504
Alexa sat up suddenly and shivered. The crash and maniacle laughter chilled her empathic body clear to her core. She knew something was wrong but couldn't grasp what.
She shook her head and felt daylight still hovering outside. It would be another hour before it was safe to venture outside. But she knew the laughter and evil wasn't out there.
It was inside.
She drew herself groggily out of bed. Fighting the trailing affects of sleep she took to the hallway in only her long burgandy nightdress and bare feet. She had no time to change. Something was terribly wrong.
As she rounded the corner near her step mother's room, she stopped. The door had been practically blown apart and debris littered the hall. She saw the servants of the house coming from all quarters to protect their mistress but she also saw a few laying dead from whatever was in Nicol's room. Calling out loudly in both mind and voice she raced forward.
"NNIIICCOOLLLLLLL!!"
As she reached the doorway, she saw it. Or was it a him? She wasn't sure about anything accept he seemed blinded by rage and unaware in his mind of waht was happening. She closed her eyes leaning on the doorjamb then opened them and concentrated all her mental energy to the madman before her praying she could stop him before someone besides ghouls were harmed.
*WHO ARE YOU? FIGHT IT! WHAT EVER IT IS WE CAN FIGHT IT TOGETHER!*
Her mind reached out to grasp his fighting thrut he blackness in his head. She hoped it would work. She knew something was wrong. This HAD to have been a friend at one oint or the castle would not have let him in... or would it?
__ 5- Re: Light in the Darkness stone sun oct 26, 2003 0743
Seraph threw his arms wide, the energy cascading outward with the bodies struck by it, carving a swath in the people around him. The ghouls still fighting desperatly to defend thier home and masters surge foward again, only to be sent back as if a large hand gasped thier strings and flung the puppets with wild abandon. So involved with his frenzied battle he failed to notice the form walking up wide eyed behind him. Alexandra's mental will stung through him.. and her concious fell into the abyss that had become his shattered mind...
(ooc Sorry Alexa if it bothers you that I am second guessing a few of your actions here, its kinda needed to describe just how you vision everything.. again sorry)
She stood there gaping out in an infinetly large space, blackness omnipotent around her. From the chaos back in the castle, the clashing, yelling, screaming.... the absolute and unchallenged silence of this place deafened her. Again she reached out to him, looking through the sureal, inky plane for a sign of his awarenesss...
*WHO ARE YOU? FIGHT IT! WHAT EVER IT IS WE CAN FIGHT IT TOGETHER!*
Her words echoed outward into the nether slowly fading away..... but then.. they began to return, as if her echos boomeranged and came flowing back louder than when she had sent them out... She closed her eyes and put her hands to her ears to shut out the defening clamor of her own words reverberating in her mind...... and then all was silent again.
"Hahah are you kidding? Nine skips! Wow... I'll never be able to top that!"
Opening her eyes.. with a slight blink, Alexa looked again around her... and as she turned around it was apperant that she was no longer alone in the darkness. Standing behind her was the image of the man in the castle, but younger... his clothing, tied back hair, and cheeky grin gave the apperance of youth and mischeif. He looked off into the abyss at nothing....nothing she could see..
"Well.... here goes nothing...."
She saw now that he spoke not to her... or anything else she could see.... He then pulled his arm back, a small stone in his grasp, and with an agile whip tossed the stone out into the inky darkness, the sound of splashing water reaching her ears everytime it skipped across the invisible plane.....
"Eight! So close... hahahaha"
She turned back to him.. but there was no longer anyone there... she was again alone... or was sh-
"Suprise!"
Turning on a dime Alexa widened her eyes as a boquea of flowers were shoved into her arms.... a slightly older image of the boy before him... His clothing was neater, his hair combed, but the boyish grin still prevailed as he smiled at her expectantly....
"Lilacs.... your favorite.. thanks for meeting me out here Ellizabith, it means alot..."
Alexa blinked.. Did he call her Ellizabith?
"I've already cooked dinner... come on"
Laughing again the boy turned, and as he walked briskly away, he faded into nothingness... Looking into her hands she watched the flowers fade away as well... the sweet scent of their necter with them....
"These" Alexa surmised slowly.... "Are his memories..." Floating lost in this darkness......"
Alexandra shivered, the air about her growing dangerously chill...
((Correct)) Came a cold.. cruel voice in a hallowed whisper... (( You don't belong here...... you... are tressspassinng...))
Each word of this voice summoned a new freezing gust of wind to cut at her body and soul... A sword materialized before her... a forged Iron blade wrapped with archaic runes of a hundred lost worlds... cold mist pouring down it, and falling to spread out across the invisible ground neath its floating form.... Slowly another image of the younge boy came forth, running with a stick held before him like a sword.
"See father, Ill be just like you when I grow u- "
His sentance abruptly ended as the mist lept up to surround his figure.. the boy screamed suddenly as he shattered into a thousand fragments across the abyss......
((This mansss mind.... his sssoul...... is minee.... and you... I will now dessstroy....))
Alexa's eyes widened as the freezing mist creeped along the ground toward her... and every inch it gained upon her, wracked her body with a shattering cold....
((Ssssoon your sssoul ssshall feed me asss well child....))
__ 6-OOC Chrono stone oct 26, 2003 0747
(ooc Btw Chrono, I did not mean to discount your post.. it only confused me on the fact of if it did infact spread through the castle as well.... Or just the surrounding countryside? I was also a little confused on exactly what it did? It was definatly noticed though ehehe thanks again.)
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:13:11 GMT
« Reply #4 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:15am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 7-A Beautiful Similarity raethgir_raegin oct 26, 2003 0844
~Cool dark breezes stirring in the dark horizon as usual for this time of year, this dark wind of illusions stirs the very marrow within your bones.~
Greetings to all and how do you do?
(If you read somewhere that i said treacherous warlocks? you are mistaken. I forgive you for misunderstanding, and if somehow i forgot and did say that? I have no idea why, i love the darkhearts! )
__ 8-A Cry For Help Alexa oct 26, 2003 1148
Alexa's eyes widened as the freezing mist creeped along the ground toward her... and every inch it gained upon her, wracked her body with a shattering cold....
((Ssssoon your sssoul ssshall feed me asss well child....))
"NOOOOOO" Alexa stepped back till she hit the wall on the other wide of the hallway outside the door. She crossed her arms over her chest trying to hug back the cold that threatened to overwhelm her.
"NO, LISTEN TO ME!" She cried out both in mind and voice. *LISTEN! FIGHT HIM!*
In her rage and fear she sent a hard thought into the evil things mind reaching to grasp the good in him. She grips the goodness and begins pressing the darkness back enough to try and talk.
*Who is it... who control you... you have to help me fight it*
She saw with half focused eyes the frost closing in on her and screamed out loud. This time she prayed someone else had gotten up early. But even as she screamed. she feared the torpor of daylight still had the others deep in sleep.
"HEEEELLLPPPPPPP!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
She wondered if this was how she would die. And she screamed again.
__ 9-Rachelle Dawn DarHearts Return dawn_darkheart oct 27, 2003 0022
I am the Birth Child of Lord and Lady Shadow Angel of DarkHeart,i been away on a journey seeking for my father,waiting for my mothers return,and take over the clan once again.My mother will run this clan that daruis ran down to the ground and bring it back up to where it was once again..
__ 10-Changing of the Bloody Tides Stone oct 27, 2003 0637
As Alexandra screamed.... her cry shattered the darkness around her... once again bringing her to the chaos of the ensuing battle withen the dim confines of the castle... It had woven its way through the hallways and continued only feet away from Nicolaskaya's Chamber Door, the swath cut by the dark blade leaving a crimson trail in his wake.
"FOOLS! Where is your mistress... where is the true challenge to my blade!?"
Seraph whiped angerly around, the back of his clenched fist sending a ghoul spinning away from him, its body crashing into the was with a wet *thump*..... At last his gaze met that of Alexandra's.... had she escaped the dreamworld only to face yet another peril here?
A sadistic grin spread across Seraph's face.. his eye burning with hate and cruel melevolence at Alexa. "What have we here? ....." Glancing over his shoulder past the recoiling servents still attempting to bar his path he smiled at Lady Nicolaskaya's Door...
"What danger or insult need be so great as to awaken you for our battle? It seems you view these petty minions as one does cattle.... But...." Turning back to Alexa with a sharp stare.... "This one is of your blood... I can feel it.... will you sleep through her death as well?" Smiling again... his lips moving with a soft whisper... almost coo'ing Alexandra... "You are loved are you not little one? Surely your twice damned kin will rise to protect you.... she owes me an unfinnished duel.... and if I...-" Stepping closer the blade slowly raising up.. "have to carve my way through every 'pretty' face here.... I'll make masks of you all to rise the anger she will need for our postponed battle.." He lept at her then, though his form became concealed by the tide of ghouls, slaves and guardians that rose to meet him.. a living barrier protecting Alexandra... but for how long? The screams of the servants and manical laughter beginning again served as a proper answer... though she had at least pried his attention away from her dear Nicolaskaya...
But what now?
__ 11-Re: Changing of the Bloody Tides Chrono oct 27, 2003 0654
Sensing something was wrong, Gravly wrong, Chrono rushed from his book, the glow of the written scrypt still glowing from within as he ran from the gardens and towards the castle. He didnt know where he was going but he knew the path to take, knew which turns to take which corners to turn.
comming across splinters of wood and dead bodies, Chrono heard voices. One f which was the voice of Alex. _oh gods- he whispered.
Reaching down into the wall of his boots he grabed one of his daggers. Gritting his teeth at the shear utter percing cold of the artic frost dagger he aied it no mind. Moving to the door he saw some.. madman standing there about to attack alex save the tide of bodies protecting her.
"Alex get to a safe spot i dont want you in this things path" Chrono shouted.
Weather she heard or not CHrono threw the dagger, its trail of long forgotten frost showing in the air as it descended towards the attackers feet, to lock him in place with a massive block of ice, not to kill but to subdue. As the dagger was cast forward, a moment of stillness took place, suddenly as if time unfroze, the dagger shutteled forwards striking the attacker near the feet and a tower of frost shot upward pericing the stone roof as ice shards shot outward and all over the room as the artic frost dagger was doing its job
-gods i didnt want to use that weapon- chrono muttered as the frost burn was visable on his right hand
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:14:01 GMT
« Reply #5 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:16am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 12-Crimson Ice Stone oct 27, 2003 0731
Seraph jerked his head up, his eyes boring into Chrono's with an intense stare , their eyes simultainiously glowing blue until the diomond hard ice solidified over his body, his face frozen in the same hateful glare. They stood there still like that.... the sudden silence and stillness of the once battle laiden hall sureal and ominous. Chrono stood stock still.. as if frozen himself.. before opening his mouth, a light frosted mist pouring slowly out of it.. his eyes flashing blue again...
(Ooc: Thanks again to Chrono for the co-op on this one)
__ 13- Re: Crimson Ice Chrono oct 27, 2003 0838
Standing there time almost frozen like, Chrono stared at Seraph, stared into his hate filled blue eyes. blue eyes to blue eyes they stood there as the room was quickly filled with an errie frost that would be more fitting in a filed in mornings light in the dead of winter.
Walking owards the now pillar of ice that is Seraph, Chrono looks at him sullenly, then towards the sword in his hand and he stands there shaking his head
"Alex get out of here now he wont stay like this for long" Chrono said behind his back as he scaned thw swrod
-damn it ..wrong elemental dagger... but lightning would have shocked the entire keep and i wont go over what the fire dagger could have done-
"What to do with you, What to do. And i know you can hear me Seraph" Chrono said softly
__ 14-Cracks Stone oct 27, 2003 1208
Seraph's snarling lips and venemous stare lay frozen on him like mask withen the glacial prison, scowling out into the room through the frosty ice. In his grip the demonic curved blade whispered black words up through his arm, coursing through his veins like a violent poison...
((Is it not bliss the cold grasp of the ice? The icy claws of deaths own hand? So foolish to "trap" us withen confines that will only make us stronger? No matter... I will begin to absorb it at once.... fight...free yourself.. your battle is not yet had.... NOTHING can stop us...... you...))
It would take time to absorb the ice around him.... as this was no ordinary ice, but the chill power of an elderich weapon... one chrono had long kept for emergencies. So for the time being... he was still held fast... the only change at all being the mad grin plastered once again across his face...... and the soft sound of the first crack forming along the face of the pillar.. further estranging his visage... as the crack split the image of his face in two... resembling some estranged theater mask....
(Ooc Yup.... i should not be writting...... so tired my eyes keep unfocusing.... and that said.. I appologize for the crummy quality of this post... it makes sense to me.. but I'm not sure who else can read it.. or if its even legible........ night folks.... I'm crashing ^_~)
__ 15-Fighting Time Alexa oct 27, 2003 2206
Alexa heard Chrono holler and couldn't move. It was as if the ice itself encasing theman just a few feet in front of her had frozen her as well.
Chrono came up and stood there growling to the demon in the ice and Alexa managed to shake herself back to reality. She was about to scream once more when she managed to focus on Chrono.
"CHRONO! Fate's Grace hun, where did you come from?" She smiled then seeing the frost bite on his hand and began to panic. "OH GODS... did he hit you?" She gently took his hand in hers stepping from between the wall and the creature, for lack of better term, and cradled it in gentle hands that even now slowly began to warm the skin of the hand she held. The ehaling in her coming forward thru the fear to help mend the damaged tissue. "Gods Chrono. What is it? Where did he come from?"
Then it hit her where the thing was as she looked around. *Nicol!* They were in front of her step mother's chambers. And Nicol would remain asleep for some time before the sun began to set enough to draw her out of her slumber. She shook her head fighting the call of her rooms as well and continued on. "Chrono. We need to move Nicol. I am too weak during the day. Hide her for me... please...anywhere. But don't tell me. If this thing can read my mind and it kills me..."
She let the thought trail off and looked down to see how the healign was going. She would have to fight it. Find a way to kill it for good. But first Chrono, then Nicol. She wondered if she could stay awake long enough and shook the sleep from her mind once more.
__ 16-: Fighting Time lady_shadow_darkheart oct 28, 2003 1217
From high up in the castle the lady shadow awakes to hearing screams. She throws on her robes and quickly wlaks down stairs, as she walks down the stairs she hears anohter scream and disappears into thin air.She finally reappears down the hall from where the screams are coming from.She walks down the hall her eyes starting to glow blood red.She knows someone has come for one of her family members. Rage has started to grow in her heart as she nears the room.She stops to see a man and a women standing there, the women is holding his hand weeping. She then sees a thrid man frozen in a pillar of ice."So this is the man that dares hurt oneof my family members, i might have been gone for a while and might not know everyone here, but noone will touch this family"She looks to nicol laying on her bed and then back to the other young women standing before her.She smiles gently to her" it will be ok my child, he will not hurt you or her"With a flick of her hand nicols body vanishes,she is moved somewhere safe where only lady knows where she is. she turns back to the man frozen solid..."Now it is time to deal with him"her eyes now have started to turn pitch black
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:14:43 GMT
« Reply #6 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:16am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- __ 17-Re: Fighting Time Stone oct 28, 2003 0533
Within the crystalline confines of the glacial pillar... the blade snarled at its wielder.....
((Thissss iss taking tooo loong.... I sensee our quarry hass moved somehowww.....))
The icy barrier flashed a cold blue... the chill mist running down it bursting outward before slowly falling again. The single crack from before multiplied into a spider web of fractures before the flash faded...the falling particles tinkling down to the ground like chimes Seraphs frost covered Gray eyes slid methodically to the Shadow-woman standing prideful before him...
"There is another... one of great power I sense..." Seraph slowly worded in a tone icy as his surroundings. ((I am awwaarresss.... I remmmemberss thiss woman'ss essence... sssomehow.... It mattersss not... our prize hass left usss....))
The man's grey gaze left the woman before his prison, looking back down to the blade frozen beside him....
"Should I not simply kill them all? They are monsters are they not?" Seraph coolly questioned... ((Yessss but you mussst save your sstrengthsss for the battle ahead.... you sshould not waasste such power heeere... I seenssee manyy here off strengthhhh I am not ssurre it would be wissse to attack them allsss so openly.....))
Seraph growled... the rumbling sound muffled and barley audible from his imprisoning column of archaic frost. The pillar flashed again, the cracks spreading and deepening.... Gritting his teeth, the frost bound prisoner shut his eyes drawing on the blades destructive essence... his hands clenching and muscles tensing, demonic strength curling around his body in blue cords of painful energy....
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((Yesss...)) Cooed the blade ((Your every bit of being becomes intertwined with mine... our power growssss... as one...))
Seraph growled, the power of the blade running painfully through His eyes bursting back open with the same bluish glow Seraph screamed... his voice echoing a thousand times, reverberating through the entire castle... For a moment the entire room lit up a blinding white, shards of diamond hard, boulder sized ice repelling from his body like arctic shrapnel... his cry resounded around him, and audible testament to the rage pouring from the iron blade in his grip.
((You musst mark one of them... before we leave... do it now!))
The sound of his boots hitting the ground was lost in the clamor of the ice falling around him. Looking up wildly between fallen strands of his bangs, Seraph exploded forward toward the three people before him... The practiced grace of his run, boosted with the dark magic creating a blur of motion, hardly possible to even see with human eyes... His eyes wide with insane glee he held is hand out before him, fingers outstretched..... --- (ooc: Alrighty.. char is about to make his escape... Is there any of you three that would not mind ooc me marking you before I go? Basicly I would grab your wrist and it would hurt a second, an wether you notice it or not is up to you, but it will leave a small tattoo of a glyph behind on the underside of your wrist... Not sure exactly yet what it will do.. but we can cordinate that later and come up with some interesting plot ideas.... that or I might kidnap Alexa if she doesnt mind ~_^ Something to add danger even while I'm not there.. a forshadowing of things to come and such.... I wont make a good villen if my entire problem is resolved or if I'm killed in the first fight heheh..... Anywhoo.. my AIM name is Invub4IcuDie and my yahoo name is Stone_Seraph ... should anyone wish to contact me to brainstorm or such.. feel free to do so..... Laters..
__ 18-Re: Fighting Time Chrono oct 28, 2003 0801
Guarding from the shower of ice shards and pulling Alexandra away from the shower of shards as well, chrono now stood several feet from the rushing man. not sure of what to do one thing was for sure. RETRIVE THE DAGGER AT ALL COSTS
Pulling his hand free from Alex Chrono sighted the dagger and moved towrds it, moving into a rolling dive, chrono reached out to grab the dagger so he would have it when he returned from his feet; the ice on the ground shattering and crushing as he moved closer and closer to the prized dagger
__ 19-Returned for Good!?! prince_tanthis_darkheart oct 28, 2003 0906
*tanthis makes his way up the path, that leads to Castle DarkHeart. As he walks, the wind blows violently and stormclouds blow in from the west. He pauses, upon reaching the door and looks to the sky. "Storm clouds how appropriate", he comments, as he wraps his cloak tighter around himself as if it would prevent the wind from blowing him away. With a pale hand, he reaches for the brass knocker and knocks loudly on the door. Several minutes of silence pass, then the sound of feets shuffleing across the floor is heard just seconds before the door is open. "Ah Grigorea". He says with a smile as one of the ghouls opens the door. "So nice to see you again." The ghoul bows, then steps aside to allow him inside then looks to the storm clouds. "Master Tanthis" the ghoul replies warmly, as he enters.
"Welcome back sir, I am pleased to see you again. It has been so long, since you last stalked the halls of the castle. I hope you are back for good". With that the servent moves off to continue with what ever it was he was doing before he opened the door. Tanthis smiles to himself, as he watches the "old" ghoul leave. He then walks down the hall and into the main room, wherein he finds more servents. He then makes his way up the still familiar staircase. "Im home." He says to himself, as he closes his door and sits on his bed looking around his unchanged bed room. (whispered) "Im home". He sighs silently to himself wondering if any one sensed his prensence and more importantly, would they even care?. Probably not, He then shakes his head. Trying to clear his mind of such thoughts, but finds himself thinking more and more about that. Then, in a loud voice he shouts. "I AM BACK I HAVE RETURNED" he then lies down on his bed, closing his eyes and rests after his long journey.
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:15:52 GMT
« Reply #7 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:17am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 20-Mark of Madness Stone oct 28, 2003 1415
Snarling again at Chrono as he catapulted toward the group, he whipped his arm out to ensnare Alexa, but the blundering elf pulling her a hairs breadth out of his reach... a few strands of her hair caressing his outstretched fingers as they passed.... He attempted to turn and make another pass, but the ice slickened ground neath his boots slickened his step and sent him sliding away from his quarry. Growling and his hands clawing at the ground and struggling to regain his footing like a wild animal, he at last caught hold of the slick surface. Regaining his stride back at the two before him, he looked over his shoulder at Shadow, he Onyx glare burning into his own before returning his attention to the people ahead. Slamming the blade back into its sheath as he closed in, Seraph roared, leaping at Alexandria arms widened.
"Bastard!!"
Before he could look to see from where the voice came from, Seraph jarred mid leap, to the side away from Alexa, Chrono's flying tackle careening them both through the air wildly. Landing many feel away with a loud crash, the two combatants rolled across the ground, crashing into vases and other decor as they went. They rose as one, fists clenched....
"Yrrraaahhhhh"
Seraph, intoxicated still with the anger a power of the blade recklessly lashed out, his punch ducked by the agile Chrono... the wall behind trembling as the blow connected with it instead. With grit teeth, Chrono returned fire, a swift kick slamming into his attackers legs, Seraph hitting the ground hard as his footing again left him. Down but obviously not out, the possessed human leapt up on a knee, grasping the red tunic of Chrono, and holding him fast. The now captured half elf struggled against the tall figure holding him, repeatedly landing solid blows that seemed to have no effect... Wary of the Witch Shadow... Seraph turned, holding Chrono up by his tunic above him, blocking his path between him and the black eyed Vampire. Shrugging off another swift kick from the fighting Chrono, Seraph grinned, the unforgiving grey of his gaze glaring madly into Chrono's own glacial blue eyes... They stood there a moment... a still room watching the two combatants, Chrono held high in the air with one arm by Seraph.....
"Well... I suppose it comes to this... If you so insist on keeping me from that girl..."' Seraph narrowed his eyes a moment gazing into Chrono's eyes... "Alexandria is it? No matter.... -you- will do fine enough...""
Seraph's other hand came quickly up grabbing Chrono by the throat an audible hiss heard as steam rolled off where their skin connected. Chrono's eyes widened in agony, a scream escaping his lips as the icy grip burned into him.... All around Seraph's hand Chrono's skin paled, frost coating his skin lightly... Chrono kicked again, his body tortured with intense freezing pain. Scoring a hit on the arm holding him, Chrono dropped away... sliding a few feet across the floor.... still wracked for the aftershock... his muscles clenched and released repeatedly... resulting in a painful shiver.. flecks of frost shaking off with every gasp of air he quickly inhaled...
Grinning over his prize... The man nodded slowly to Chrono... before turning to Alexa with a wink....
"Be seeing you"
With a loud cry, Seraph threw his arms wide, the air around him growing dark and hazy... and into this haze he seemed to quickly fade away..... leaving nothing but cruel haunting laughter in his place.........
__ 21-Re: Mark of Madness Alexa oct 28, 2003 1544
Alexa's mouth opened in a silent scream as she saw the madman lunge for her. Suddenly she was yanked backwards by Chrono and she shivered as her hair was nearly caught in the evil man's grip. She heard him growl and skidded to land on her butt on the floor as Chrono lunged forward for his dagger.
She watched as the two wrestled a moment and got to her feet as Chrono was being lifted over the other man's head. She screamed and tried to lunge, but couldn't catch her footing on the icy hall floor.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
Suddenly Chrono was tossed and skidded on the slick floor towards her. She knelt down hoping to catch him and managed to slide backwards once more coming to a halt as she hit the opposite wall, Chrono's head in her lap. She looked up as the man winked and spoke of seeing her again. She shivered as he faded and closed her eyes a moment in relief listening to the fading sound of his laughter.
She opened her eyes and looked down at Chrono then up at the woman before her. She felt she had seen this woman before but couldnt remember where. Then it hit her. The hall of portraits. This woman had begun the family line long ago then disappeared. No one would tell her what had happened though. Her mind struggled a moment for a name. Then it hit her.
"Lady Shadow? Lady Shadow! Oh Mlady, I am sorry." She bit her lip looking at the now slowly melting mage ice all around and the splintered door of her step-mother's chamber. "Shelooked back at Lady Shadow then grimaced feelign Chrono shiver. "Oh, fate's grace. What did he do to you Chrono?"
Alexa laid a gentle hand on Chrono's chest, the other one resting on the icy hand print on his neck and slowly closed her eyes to gather her energy. She began to heat her hands slowly not wanting to scald the tender frostbitten flesh. As the color began to return to the elf's cheeks she opened her eyes and smiled down at him letting the heat slowly subside. Her finger traced the strange glyph now frostbitten into his skin on his neck where the palm of the other man's hand had set.
"Welcome back. And thank you." She leaned down and dared a soft kiss on his still chilled lips then looked down cradling his head in her lap.
She looked back up at Lady Shadow. She wondered what would happen now. As always she had the feelings of guilt in hermind, and they weren't shielded very well at the moment from all the stress. "Nicol... is she.. is she all right?" For some reason, it was all her mind could fathom in the early hour or so it would be till the sun set.
__ 22-Re: Fighting Time Lady Shadow oct 28, 2003 1654
The lady throws her hand up as the ice surrounding this man breaks and flies thru the air, the ice seems to split and go around her. she walks towards him as he starts to rush alexa, fire starting to glow in her eyes.As chrono pulls alexa out of the way, she quickly layes down move ice in this monsters path. Then as chrono go to confront him she walks to alexa helping her her to, then she looks to the one who wished to hurt her family. As he grabs chrono around his neck she raises her hand into the air. Her fist slowly starts to close as if she was wrapping it around his neck, she slowly tightens her grip as he does on chrono. Her voice echos thru the hall as she speaks..." Let him go or you will die here and now."As he drops chrono goes flying backwards she raises her other hand to slow his fall and guides him to alexa. But before she releases her grip she speaks to this man thru his mind.."if you dare lay one finger on my family again i will take that sword of yours and dig the heart that layes in your chest out. So it would be wise to leave and never return."She then starts to tighten her grip but then he disappears. Then she turns and walks over to alexa and chrono..She looks down at alexa.."Your step mother is fine my dear..Noone can get to her but me, soplease dont worry...is he alright?" __ 23-Re: Fighting Time Alexa oct 28, 2003 2131
Alexa smiled weary up at Lady Shadow as she reassured her.
"How is she?" The woman asked and Alexa looked down at Chrono in her lap and sighed brushing hair from his face to see if he would react.
"I don't know Mlady. Till he wakens I will not know how much damage was done, or how much I prevented from happening."
She looked up at Lady Shadow then back down at the man in her lap. She wondered if he regreted coming in that night from the garden afterall.
__ 24-Awakening... Nicolaera oct 30, 2003 1230
Within her minds eye stirred memories..she knew him long ago… she was not suppose to have had the feelings that had come to pass between them, or made the promise she had made to him…
….Deep within her daylight torpor she saw clearly as he entered her domain so violently…threatening those of her blood, those she would protect so voraciously… and this disturbed her (auspex 6)
Being of eldar blood, she was slow to rise ..though her blood be powerful, still hundreds of years claimed their toll with the topor of sunlight. It was now that she was at her most vulnerable, this is her greatest weakness…
Slowly the unlife moved in her… rising…
"Watching" she felt something wrong… insanely wrong… for this was not the mortal she had known…
Her body slowly stirred and she rose, her silken clad form slid gracefully from the top of a cool marble sarcophagus. She was in a chamber below the castle. Raising her left hand before her, a glyph upon her palm shown in the darkness, and rising from it was a soft crimson glow… Extending two fingers, she drew another glyph into air and the air before her held the symbol as it eerily lit her surroundings before it began to fade.. she spoke softly and her voice carried upon a haunting breeze the dulcimer tones of an angel and directly to his mind, her voice intendedly unmistakeable to him just as he stepped into the greyness that consumed him and Chrono…"Drake.. why hast thou broken thy promise to me??" (Auspex 6 telepathic communication)
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:16:39 GMT
« Reply #8 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:17am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 25-Re: Awakening Stone oct 30, 2003 0527
Seraph's body slid into the silent void of the abyss... his eyes blank and passionless. He felt something wrong withen him... but how? His thoughts on this were suddenly shaken, by a voice that he should have known.... but yet he did not... but he did...? Grabbing his head he screamed out into the uncaring nether around him... the confusion of his shattered mind tearing at him for the answers he could not give.... …"Drake.. why hast thou broken thy promise to me??" He voice echoed in his conciousness again ... teasing him with the feeling of being close to remembering.. yet forgetting again... like a dream you simply cannot hold onto.
"Why?" He growled ruthlessly at the blade floating beside him.. "Why does that voice fill me with sorrow?.. Answer me?!!
(( Sssiiimple chillld.... it isss the disshonesst whisspersss of onee of theeyyy who brought you ruuinn.... Paayy thier tricksss no heeed... wee shall have our reeevengee ssson enoughh....))
"But why did she call me Drake? And why do I feel compelled to answer to that name?" Seraph scowled... his hair and clothing floating whipsily around him in the wieghtless sea of nethers.. "I do not recall ever being called Drake?......
(( Youu nevver weeree child.... thee samme mind trickksss sstole your memorrryy....)) The blade hovered around him... floating around him as it spoke. ((Doesss it really so suprissse you that theeyy coullld channge yooour memorieesss asss eassily asss they sstole theemm?))
Seraph frowned again... closing his eyes.. " I cannot take them all on... there are many there of great power..." Looking over his shoulder at the blade as it glided behind him.. "I would eventually fall... "
(( Doonnt woorryy)) Coo'd the devious weapon.. (( I have made preperationsss... they are monnstersss... devilss... and demonsss... they do not playyy fair... ssso whhy sshould weeee?))
"Is that so madman? Do tell then.. I'm anxious to here of our next move.. I do not wish to spend more time in this frigid nether then I have to....." Seraph shivered.. though it was not the cold tha brought it to him..... but the voice.. continualy echoing a question that he felt he should know the answer to......
((Nooot jussst yet.... I'vve a ffrrriieend who will assissst us fuuurther.........))
Seraph could have sworn the blade grined.. but then again he really didnt care either.... he gazed out into blackness and wondered at tonight.. and grinned...... He was pleased with the havok he had wreaked upon thos who had taken his life from him..... and there was still so much left to do.......
And he laughed.... and laughed.... the echoes of the nether his only response.... __ 26-Oracle in Darkforge Nicol oct 30, 2003 2346
She felt his immediate presence wane as her words carried into his mind upon the thread of enchantment.... they had been spoken from her heart, but also with conviction and purpose.... The glyph before her was now growing faint in the darkness of the catacomb but she did not pause now to rest… not whilst her ancestral home and kindred lay tore asunder by madness.
She would have answers….wards such as protected the castle of Darkheart could not be simply blown apart by a mere mortal.... She knew there was more at work here than met with the naked eye or simple explanation and she would get to the bottom of it...before he returned...
As the last faint lingering thread of the glyph faded into darkness, her gown rose billowing about her and waist length strands of silken jet mane furled, all swirling about her while this lithe feminine form dissipated into tendrils of blackened myste, lengthening and unfurling its way thru cracks and time worn corridors, upwards at incredible pace to the eye though truly difficult to see....
On a second, the unwavering darkness wove its path like unto a surging tide to the corridor of her chambers where confused kindred gathered and servants worked diligently and purposfully to clear the death and gore that lay scattered there.
arkness wove it's hand and feeling about each along the way before grounding nearest to Alexa and coiling upwards..spiraling...congealing into a smokey mass from which the corporeal form of pallid youthful beauty stepped....Shimmering gossamer silks swept from her shoulders to the drag along the floor, carried along with the sauntering grace of bare feet. Her visage, one of porcelin chiseled features of angelic youth captured forever in time framed by a jet black mane of silken hair cascading down her shoulders and back to reach nearly her hips... Her eyes shown dark with concern as she approached her kindswoman... and from her lips came the soft tones of a dove.... "Alexandra how fare thee childe?" Her voice cooed again softly projected to both her kinswomen, Shadow and Alexa as her soft dark gaze scanned about " Certainly a demon possessed within the body of this mortal looks to be the hand at work here...."
She moved with grace and purpose across the floor... smooth as is she floated upon a gentle breeze to where the last struggle had taken place…Shards of ice lay melting, mingling with the spilled tainted blood of ghouled servants.... her eyes gleaned the moist ground till the glint of a small blade caught her eye...she reached down retrieving the blade and a shard of ice, raising them to her breast.. closing her eyes she whispered.. "Na si doesma ti, Ta daes ni ka'da'chin...Shae' Tania `raneu lana shae can' dune!" ( My souls fire burns dark this eve and into this pit of destruction seek thee... shadow winds show me the reason for this pit of dispair!) From her neck, the amulet of darkforge glistened then gradually showered her form with a ruby embrace like unto the subtle radiant fire of a gem this colour surrounded caressing her…the obsidian diamonds magic protecting her in the seeking as her mind connected with the nature of the events transpired, delving and retrieving the source from it's heart... before her a blade, sentient, it's words rrising, hissing in a hideaous, venomous wisper...a weakened mind... a rip in the reqium of shadow"
Her eyes snapped open as her soft lips murmmer audibly "venom of mind resides in the blade..." (auspex 3/8: Spirits Touch/Oracles sight) __ 27-Ooc: Weekend Toils Stone oct 31, 2003 0505
(ooc: Good Hallows Eve to you all friends.... and my how the plot thickens... <smiles> It is a pity I must forgo my involvment until the week again returns as I am soon to leave for the Renissiance Festival, where I work on weekends these two months long... I appologies for the hit and run out of charecter... but the weekend will give me time to think of the next step for the Darkhearts little archvillen ~_^. I ask though that not -toooo- much be done in vengence while I am away.... Not only would resolving the problems at hand in such a manor be slightly unfair... but it would rob you of a slight rarity for powers so old... How often have you a worthwhile villin to your tales? <grins> It is obvious that I will eventually get what is comming to me (or will I?).. but I will try to give you all a fair run for your money.... and interesting.. unsuspecting plot twists until then.... Good holiday to you all... I wish you well in tonights festives... and the rest of this weekend...
Your loving Nemesi, Seraph "Drake" Benadoli __ 28-Re: Fighting Time Chrono oct 31, 2003 1731
Coughing through his frost bitten air passage, chrono slowly tried to stand, the dagger still in his hand, slowly burning his hand with shear and utter cold. Staggering up chrono tried to speak but nothing but horse whispers came out. feeling around his throat, Chrono cringed as he felt the icy burn left from his attacker.
"w...w...what.. happened Alexandra" Chrono said in a horse voice. __ 29- no post here
__ 30-(no subject) merthynn_pendragon oct 31, 2003 2115
~Through the aetheric silences drifts a half formed whisper, shaped and tinted by the tones of abyssal distances~
"Nicola"
~The voice is tinged with a new born hope, that the friend she saw almost as a sister wasn't truly dead, as she had heard rumored through the realms of Ayenee. And through that hope, the thought that Nicola may have done what she had. Had simply gone away for a time. From the bowells of the Sidhe Underworld, that whisper sang through the darkness of eternal night, through Cwyn Annwn's silent depths, and finally through the aetheric reaches of thought itself.~
"Nicola" Came the voice again, stronger now, but still as unsubstantial as the wind. "The dragon lives. . ." And with that, the voice fades into silence, the fae mind behind it returning to nursing the hope of a renewal of what was once a powerful bond of friendship.
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:17:42 GMT
« Reply #9 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:17am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 31- Oracle cont... Nicol oct 31, 2003 2325
Nicola's eyes blinked slowly as her consciousness returned to the current moments… Her slender fingers relinquished her grip upon the blade of ice and the smaller fragmented shards that once had encased the only mortal whom had ever held a light to the heart that dwelled in darkness. The discarded ice crashed to the floor at her feet shattering further. She could no longer trust Drake now that a more twisted darkness than her own held influence on his life.
Her attention shifted now back to her own blood likenesses with the nearby audible discomfort of Chrono …Chrono, also a mortal, was assumed by some to be partly of fae origins. He in particular being one to whom her now estranged and deeply torpored husband, Darius, had given his protection. Nicola turned her eyes onto Chrono, studying him silently as Alexa comforted him. Alexa had always been fond of Chrono… she had a heart…. A heart that at least appeared to Nicola to be one spared of the tortuous twisting of the damned by their sire…. Her mind drifted aside for a moment feeling the presence of Tanthis not far away.. Yes, Tan had returned… he was here now… she could feel him nearby…a cold shiver ran thru her spine…
<"…Nicola…"> whispered a familiar voice; she was the only one to hear it…
<"…Nicola… The dragon lives…">
Dark eyes shifted once again into their true amber and darted to the direction of the voice, but no one was there… It began to fade as the rumors of her death were cast now asunder…Shadows outside grew long and now began to blend into the one great darkness…Within the walls of Darkheart castle, firelight began it's age old dance upon the high walls of the room about her and raised a hand before her…. eerily faint crimson light shown from the glyphs emblazoned within her palm and she sketched the sign of the dragon on the air as the power held within her hand bled into her tracings… the sign of the dragon hovered as neon to the wind…. Nicola spoke it: "Long hath thee been missed Merthynn…in the velvet twilight, I endure…" She drew a breath then exhaled softly against glow and the dragon sign swirled into a tendril of light making haste to its mistress …
Nicola `s gaze shifted once again to Shadow and nearby Alexa and Chrono…
M'Lady…… __ 32-Ooc: A merry and blessed Samhain to all! Nicol oct 31, 2003 2343
I appologise for any oversights on the part of Nicola's typist... I am returning to rp after a year of absense and I'm hellishly rusty! Hopefully soon I'll have it ironed out again and my posts will make decent sense to someone besides myself ^_~
Way to go everybody...Keep up the good work! __ 33-a plea from the dark Nicol Nov 2, 2003 1542
She had answered Merthynn's call, but could it truely be her? Or was it possibly a guise to distract her from the serious situation at hand. She pondered this while now taking a step back into lengthening shadow. Her thoughts drifted back with her into what had to be at least 300 years past now. Merthynn had been a close allie and trusted freind, a sister if ever a sidhe could be to one of her kind.. Her eyes closed as she pictured the last time she had seen her. It was Just before that fateful night that Darius had made himself known to her...An before Tanthis had taken his blade to her. Before house Demonsheart faded to legend...the Pendragon had always been there, a citadel of power and a bond of trust beyond blood.... Darius had held such power over her, that it had seemed more like a waking dream when the word swept thru the realm that Merthynn was dead. No... wait.. her mind and her heart had been clouded by the blood of the methuselah... Merthynn had been there after.. yes... the cup... she now remembered the cup, and the sidhe blood had bespelled her. She had such a craving for often dangerous blood in which many times strange things befell her... Yes, it had been Merthynns blood that had brought she and Dawaine together... and sadly.. Darius had taken them apart. The old blood bond was leaving her now, and her shattered memories were beginning to return. For long she had missed her freind...and for long she had wondered t her fate...Now free of the bond Darius had held on her, she hoped this message to be true.
<....Drake.…> her mind called out his name as her thoughts shifted back onto to him. She was now completely in the darkness of accending shadow..,within an alcove, the velvet of deep shadow caressed her as she felt cool stone at her back...she had receded... here she could gather her thoughts more clearly. She had come upon the man rather unexpectedly, startling him, and he recognized her nature….Her eyes met with his, and she could have taken him easily… but, there was that about him which stirred feelings, and awakened memories from another lifetime that swept over her. He appeared so similar..and so vulnerable, she wanted to take him into her embrace and keep him there.. and even more deadly…it was she who became drawn by him and this weakened her…
A great sin amongst her kind it was to love a mortal this way…. But she loved him none the less….
But…. Now he has brought a great danger to her and her house…… something must be done…. And it would no doubt bear a high price…
<… Drake…I beseech thee….remember the night upon the hillside…. thy promise thee made unto me…..> (auspex 6 – telepath.com.) __ 34-Beginning to thaw Alexa Nov 6, 2003 1436
"Shhhhhhh... easy hun. You were frost bitten pretty bad from that guys grip." Alexa smiles down easing Chrono's hand from the mark on his neck. She laid her hand on it gently and warmed her hand till she felt and heard him breathing easier. "There, is that better?"
"The guy that was here had come for Nicol. I wasn't able to stay asleep feeling his rage within the castle and came down to confront him." She smiled and helped sit him up against the nearby wall. "Youc ame along just before he turned me into a popsicle. I wish there was a way I could thank you."
She nodded to Lady Shadow and Nicol now standing around them. "Lady Shadow. Thank you for your help in hiding Nicol. I don't think the man would have left so easy had she still been within reach."
She noticed Nicol's far off look. "Nicol... mother... Is everything all right?" She wondered what had Nicol's eyes in that far reach of her mind. She felt the woman, her step-mother, talking to someone. But she couldn't hear who or what.
As she looked at Nicol, her hand absently rubbed Chrono's hand comfortingly. But who she comforted, herself or him, she wouldn't have been able to answer had she been asked. __ 35-dark sanctuary Nicol nov 11, 2003 2235
Shadowy darkness all from without seemed to be drawn into her sanctuary in a most surreal macabre manner...Caressed in velvet blackness, the amulet of darkforge gleemed a hint of fire beyond the blankets touch.Draped delicately at her neck it's power remained for a moment in time, the only apparition of Nicola's presence that remained visible...The silence of her darkness soon waned as an erie wisper grew into soft hauntingly dulcimer tones carried along the old stone passage way... these soft wisperesque tones echoed in an old language of the east of europe...slowly clarifying into recogniseable speech. Her enchanted words gently make their way along the passage to reach Alexa in remarkable clairty:
"I am unscathed my dear one, but ye must quester your stength and inner sheild, protect thyself, for grave danger doth this mortal bring amongst us...and return it shall. His soul burns with vengence for a love lost and his thoughts be not his own but in anothers influence...He hath come for me... once it would have been out of love that spared the dance of death drawing souls together that were not meant to be, now it is but a blade of twisted retribution. I desire deeply to spare this one, if his mind can yet be freed... Given no choice, I would but to make him our own lest final death claim him and my heart weep forever in sorrow"
Back into the darkness her words withdrew... those of her kin knowing her from the early nights would be privy that these feelings for one outside her blood were unusual indeed, brows would be raised and query abound... most especially of her sire.
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:18:23 GMT
« Reply #10 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:18am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 36-OOC questions viscious_sepelio Nov 11, 2003 2245
What seemed to fascinate me about this board is the people's inability to create a plot? I just want to know how are people supposed to find your RP interesting if it's lack-luster?
Second question is I was wondering when do you people RP in chat? I mean, the chick whom I WAS supposed to RP with doesn't answer her IMs so I'm wondering what's up. If any have the answers to these questions please answer. __ 37-Re: [darkheartcastle] OOC questions Alexa nov 12, 2003 1303
We ARE Rping... <frowns> the plot is that someone just infiltrated our castle and tried killing a few of us. As for RPing in chat. We hardly are in chat anymore. But if you want someone to RP with in YM, feel free to contact me "alexandra_moroveston" and I willl be happy to try and oblige. If you are a DarkHeart. Try waking your vamp and coming to see what all teh commotions and emotions are about... lol Welcome to DH Castle, friend... <winks> or foe.... Alexa __ 38-Re: Beginning to thaw Chrono nov 14, 2003 0146
Slowly standing up Chrono looked around slowly, the ice starting to melt and turn to water all over the floor
" I didnt think that... dagger could do that but..-cough- i shuld remember not to use it in closed combat again" Chrono said horsely as he looked at the three ladies __ 39-Re: Beginning to thaw Alexa nov 14, 2003 0218
Alexa looked up as Chrono stood up and smiled as he shivered. It was a good sign his body was heating now on its own.
"Chrono. Things around here will be interesting to say the least. I fear I can no longer promise you are safe within these walls. If you want to leave I understand." She looked down hugging her knees leaning on the wall shivering now dispite not being cold. "I am sorry this isn't the sanctuary I promised you, Chrono. Seems everything is about to go to hell again."
She closed her eyes and laid her head on her knees and sighed. She suddenly felt very much alone and useless. She didn't have it in her to lose another family.
She would just have to make sure she didn't. __ 40-homecoming seafoam_darkheart nov 14, 2003 1412
~walks out of her cabin, locking the doors, incanting quietly and using her glamour to make the cabin look dilapidated. as she starts making her way through the woods with her backpack upon her back, she swiftly runs through the woods not making a sound. As she reaches the field surrounding the castle, she looks upon it, sensing a new beginning for tham all. She starts running towards the castle, coming upon the front door, and slipping in. She makes her way to the main room, glancing upon all the faces that have gathered there.~
(sorry it took me so long, just havent been in the mood to rp with whats been going on.) __ 41-into,unto, withen, without Stone nov 18, 2003 0511
Seraph visibly snarled, the encasing void around him uncaring to his lamentations... His eyes, wicked and flushed with anger, centered on the blade before him. Black wisps of his hair flowed silently around him indistinguishable at times from the empty pitch of the abyss. The sweet whispers in his mind had faded again... their nagging urge to remember whatever he felt forgotten. They were replaced again by the icy rasp of the blades condencending commands, cutting through him as were he cloth-bare before winters own breath. But these icy winds Seraph felt not.. his mind distant an torn, unreasonably angry at what he could not even see or understand. The blade danced around him.. floating in the dark nether as it's demonic whispers fueled the mans seething, directionless blind rage.
(( Thheee marrk isssst maaadee.....))
Came the slow hiss of the swords will.
"The mark is made...."
Seraph emptily repeated, his vacant rage-trance reaching outward away from the icy depths, curling, seeking, clawing its way toward the material world.
((Yoouu willl bring her to meeee....))
"She shall be brought"
Seraphs cold stone hued eyes grey further still... the pupils all but fading as his soul crept away... as the last shred of it tore free heading toward its vile mission nought was left but milky orbs and palid flesh.... the shell of Seraph's body encased in the womb of the abyss until he returned to it.
Clawing.. screaming.... the mans tortured soul tore shadelike across the planes, guided by the arcane weapon's will and direction. Violently, it stuck something that was.. and was not there.. a barrier between worlds. Fueled yet further by the dark essence of the urging blade, it gored its way through the veils and walls that divide realities. Still resting in the endless icy tomb, the demonic blade wrapped its 'fingers' around the escaping shade, taking great care to conceal its presence from those who would naturaly sense it.. his foes were old.. ancient... but some things had lived longer still...
Before him, the wrecked hall of the castle began to fade into reality, first silent silouettes, then murmering statues, to whispers, to voices, he neared them veil by veil, homing in on one thing alone. When he left this place he left something behind, a flesh hewn sigil of his master and friend.. and to this beacon he slid passing into its wearers body the warmth of his hosts soul easing the burning pain that suffused his existance. He would rest here withen Chrono, and patiently watch, wait, for the correct time. And then........
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And then.
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:19:40 GMT
« Reply #11 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:18am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 42- re: OOC questions Stone nov 18, 2003 0525
It amuses me when people post.. without bothering to read anything of the posts before it.. and act confused to whats going on... :/
Its understandable that things may seem sudden and confusing as the previous place this was hosted was shut down and all posts and information withen lost... including the ones starting this entire event we are currently on... but there is no need to come in unlearned of anything that goes on here... and blatantly attempt to annoy people you probably don't even know for the sake of acting superior. Its your deal and I'll leave you to it... but before you barge into someones group and spout accusations, at least do your homework and read about what your wasting time bickering about... That said.. my grumpy rear is off to get some rest... long day.
Later all, ================================================================= ================================================================= __ 43-ooc- Leaving the Group Merthynn nov 19, 2003 2235
OoC
Sorry people, I thought I could get back into the text role play thing, but it just isn't working for me.
*hugs Courts* Love ya, but I just can't seem to get back into it. Take care.
Cath. __ 44-Re: homecoming Seafoam nov 20, 2003 0026
~looks at all the faces in the room, and smiles a bit, seeing the silence, decides to break it.~ HONNNNEY I'm HOOOOOOOME
~grins and runs to a couch plopping on it~ __ 45-Re: into, unto, withen, without Alexa nov 22, 2003 2018
Alexa watched as Chrono stood. She felt a strange presence and shivered tilting her head curiously at Chrono. A second later it was gone and she blinked shaking her head. She must be tired from fighting off torpor then coming up here to this. She stood up and came over to stand by Chrono. She lightly touched his cheek smiling. "I am glad you are staying." Her sivlery eyes danced a moment. "It wouldn't be the same without you here." She looked at him a moment once more feeling something 'not quite right' then let go of his cheek and smiled as it faded. She thought it just might be residue from the mark on Chrono's neck and smiled once more. "Come on. Let's get you cleaned off." She offered her hand to Chrono and moved to head back to the room he had just down from her own. Darius had put them near each other long ago when Chrono had been but a visiting guest. Now he seemed more like family. ALexa was glad he had chosen to stay and blocked the residue of the intruder from her mind.
She had no idea it was him in Chrono's mind she was sensing with her empahty. Had she known, she wouldn't have blocked it so swiftly. Silvery eyes looked at Chrono to see if he would follow. __ 46-Re:[darkheartcastle] Re: Into, unto, withen, without Chrono nov 22, 2003 2128
Smiling Chrono nodded and followed Alexandra down the hall, his foot steps echoing in the smpty halls as he followed.
" Oh shit my book. its in the gardens" Chron muttered as he ran off to retrive it. running out chrono shielded his eyes from the light as he grabed his book and ran back to where alex was.
" Cant be without my magic book" He said with a faint cocky smile as they slowly aproached his room
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:20:29 GMT
« Reply #12 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:19am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 47-afterwards Lady Shadow nov 23, 2003 2229
As she stands off to the side watching alexa and chrono, she looks at the mark that was left on his neck. Saying nothing she knows that something is wrong, and that is has to do with the mark. She watches them walk away together down the hall. She softly mumbles something so that noone can hear her. As she does a soft white light starts to glow around chrono, the light is so fant it is dismisted my all others. Now she can sense his every move. As they head up the stairs she walks to the front door looking at the remains of it laying every where. SHe raises her hands and chants something in elvish and the peices slowly start to rise up and fuse back together. She takes a step back and looks at the door once more and then walks up the stairs to her room and closes the door behind her.
(ooc....i know sometimes i dont make sense, shit half the time i dont make any sence to myself....so hope everyone is doing ok ) __ 48-a quiet settles Nicol nov 24, 2003 2212
From her dark solace Nicola kept a watchful eye on Alexa and Chrono. Alexa had the heart that Nicola felt her own self to have lost long ago. For this reason in particular, aside from the family bond of the blood, Alexa had become particularly special to her. Whilst she moved, she would not allow harm come to this childe of Darkheart. As she watched the two of them, Alexa and Chorno's interaction faded as her attention centered on the sigil branded into the flesh of his neck. She studied this mark intently till Chrono vanished momentarily to fetch his book. Nicola had moved only partly from the darkness as he returned and began to walk toward the familial quarters beside Alexa. Once they had passed, Nicola stepped into the moonlit corridor but made no move to follow. Shadow stood there, back to her, intently watching the two recede down the passage. Into Nicola's ediditc memory was a single sigil...She new instictively that it was there by no accident. He had been marked for a reason...and Drake was behind it. She raised turned her gaze and raised her dark eyes to the windows aloft. There, rays of pale moonlight bathed interior of the castle. The servants had cleared the last remants of blood, water and flesh.. The great doors were returned to their former glory and none would know at a glance what had taken place beneath the guise of daylight. He strength had now fully retuned to her in the hazy grey blackness. A lone servant moved about lighting the antiquities that had graced these halls for centuries. One amongst them being the hearth within the great hall, giving life to shadowy dancers which made their way up and along the walls. To this now her attention focused.. She strode with grace into this space, bare feet making no sound against the cool stones followed by a fluid silvery shimmer...the train from her silk dress...
She paused.. her hand rose before her.. from her palm a faint light grew stronger... as she cast her hand in an outward gesture, red flame shot from her palm casting alight a blackened flame onto a dark candle. Sensual wispers echoed thoughout the dim room.. Eyes of black asphodel focused intensely on the dancing shadow...in less than a moment a figure stepped from the wall.. the shadow had answered her call.. It moved to her in a deathly dance no mortal could bear, it's only reply came as wispy hideaous hiss..."misssstreesss.." The shadow creature moved carefully toward her as the strength within her mind beckoned it on... Her eyes narrowed as she concentrated force from her memory into the majikal fires in the palm of her hand.slender fingers opened slowly and upon the air rose now a faint sign.. small..but glowing enough to see clearly on the air... it was a replica of the sigil placed upon Chrono... "To whom doth this belong?" she asked of the creature.... "Find whom be master to this and return to me in secrecy..." The shadow moved luridly, noting this glyph and with a hissful nod, moved back towards the wall disappearing before fully retuning to the wall upon which it had "appeared" to come from.
Having done this she turned to find Seafoam snuggled into a couch there... She glanced about once as if to reassure herself that all was as it should be then smiled to the elven girl. "Greetings Lass" she spoke softly and Chuckled.. "I knew not ye were there.. how fare thee?" __ 49- no post here __ 50- no post here __ 51-Fouled Viscious nov 25, 2003 0129
As the delightful and sensual Nicolaskaya left her creature of cowardice to wander in the lands of Viscious, he gradually ripped forth from the dimensional fabric only to hold in his right hand the little struggling animal which would seek to get in his way sooner or later. ". . . What is this I have caught in my hand?"
The chill of his demeanour and the tranquility of his visage seemed to calm the animal as he merely swung it towards the wall spraying it with a crimson liquid which purposely crawled 'pon the flesh of Gaia back to Viscious as if feeding his very potent presence. ". . .Come now. . You utter not a word yet you speak earnestly towards that woman. . Is it because you don't find me attractive?" The creatue continued to wiggle once more but those bony dexterous digits gradually pressed forth breaking into it's skin like a thorn of Satan in all it's promiscuous ways. . ". . Yes yes, we have much to talk about. . No?" __ 52-theres a problem Lady Shadow nov 26, 2003 0005
ok ooc.....there is a bunch of people going around saying that they are the newdarkheart clan..and that we pretty much dont exist...they are saying that they made the clan..so i am guessing that darrius is behind all of it...so if you come across any of them in chat just ignore them or whateer you want to do..just thought i would give everyone the heads up on this..... __ 53-Re: theres a problem Viscious nov 27, 2003 0420
I saw a couple of them before but I thought they were a bunch of newbies. I'm sure Darius would recruit better role-players than those in that dim-witted faction. __ 54-Re: [darkheartcastle] Re: theres a problem Lady Shadow nov 27, 2003 2338
i dont know if darrius has anything to do with this , but from what they say the made the clan four or five years ago...what i figured is that they saw one of us in a chat room and like the name and made their own clan....
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:21:19 GMT
« Reply #13 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:23am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 55-Re: [darkheartcastle] Re: theres a problem Alexa nov 28, 2003 0429
I have it from Darrius himself, who in RL is tied up with wifey and such, that this isnt his clan The DHs <us> were created many more than five yrs ago ( I know I was around... lol) and I wouldnt worry about the "other" clan. Anyone who knows the true DHs wouldnt buy into them anyway, so its not worth stressing over.... I like being here and dont see a reason to get all worked up over it... after all <winks> Imitation is the highest form of flattery... heheheheeh Alexandra __ 56-Of Sheep and Scapegoats Stone nov 28, 2003 1313
Seraph hung like a spider over Chrono's mind, daunting and venemous. He gazed out his eyes and spoke with his words... not so much as controlling his host.. as prodding his simple mechinations... urges leading to decision. Chrono smiled winningly to Alexa, deaf to the malicious laughter behind it.
((She is so wonderful.. she probably saved your life back there))
Coo'd Seraph softy in Chrono's inner thoughts.
"Thank you Alexa.." Chrono began "..you saved me back there.."
Alexa strode down the hall.. holding her composure valiantly even though worry flickered occasionaly like candelight across her face. She a glance back at Chrono's gaze caused her to blush, though why she did not know.. something was different.. though what she could not place... she had felt his warm eyes on her before, but.... Turning vacantly back she reached for the brass knob on the torchlit wall opening the oaken door to her large bedchamber.. her place of solace both from the sunlight and the worlds troubles. With a caring smile she motions her guest to enter.. her eyes resting upon the sigil emblazoned into his neck. "I am a healer you know..." She warmly offered " I might be able to remove that mark... I know it must pain you.."
The cold being floating behind the half elf's conciousness stirred.. Seraph could feel the presences of the Shadow woman and the Temptress Nicolaskaya fade further away on thier own errands... oblivious at last to his toils. "So simple these sheep are led... how could they have troubled me so?... I now have her.. all that is left is to bring her back...... but how....?"
Leaning foward to light a candle on her bedstand Alexa glances again over her shoulder at Chrono.. a chill running up her arms as she momentarily felt somethi-... but it was gone before she could really pinpoint it... She reflected back the the battle.. her eyes distant in a face wreathed in the flickering candlight. Backing away to light another in the room she mused half to herself.. half to the Magi standing solemn at her door. "Whoever he was.. he was incredible.. such powe-. That blade you used on him.. the ice dagger... where did you come across such a thing? "
((See how she cares.. so many perished but she worries only of you......))
Shivering Alexandera thought on how close she came to the strange warriors grasp.. his fingers sliding through her hair as Chono pulled her to safty.. but Chrono had sa- "My shirt.." she spoke with disdain looking down at the ripped, bloodstained cloth that had once been her top. The old Wardrobe opened with a sigh to match its owner as Alexa rummaged through its contents for a suitible replacment. Leaning back to peer around one of the wardrobe's doors she smiled speaking to the man still waiting at her door. "I have some extra shirts if you wish to change.. yours fared no better than mine.. worse I'd wager. Chrono glanced down at his chest.. his soaked.. bloodied shirt was a sad sight. "Aye.. a shirt might do me well right about now.." Glancing downward again to the expended dagger resting tucked in his belt, he nods almost to himself thinking back on days long past. "My mentor.. the Magi whome I was an apprentice to... It was he that gifted me with this .. blade. The others I crafted myself in the steps of completing my training and study. Alexa answered with a raised eyebrow.. "Impressive" .. before vanishing back behind the open drobe door, the sound of rustling clost causing Chrono respectivly to avert his eyes out of impulse, even though she was well sheilded by the large wooden frame of the old wardrobe.
< Nestling deeper into his emotions he searched for the spark the represented Alexa and fueled it.. forcing Chrono to keep her centered in his thoughts>
From his spot at the doorway Chrono nodded and caught a gently tossed button up workshirt from Alexa who appeared from behind the closet door with a grin.
((So beautiful is she not.. radiant even in these times of trouble......... )
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:22:01 GMT
« Reply #14 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:24am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chrono blinked, shaking off the odd sensation brewing in his soul. He found that he could not argue however.. as even now in a simple T- Shirt and sweatpants, her grace and charm matched that of any noble he had met in his travels.... was it the Vampiric blood in her veins attuning her body and actions to a consistancy of peak form.. or.... "It comes to mind" her words jarring him from his inner thoughts. "That it was you.. whome saved -my- life instead.." But Chrono simple shook his head walking into the room and to her balconied window.."No Alexa".. tightly drawn and bolted by day, but opened and cleaned by the maids as night settled. "It was nothing" he continued "He was an attacker and attacked the Castle.. he attacked yo-" Trailing off he looked to Alexa who had joined him at the windowsil, the moons silvery cascades around her causing her to glow almost fae-like as she let down her raven black locks from the braid that held it... small fragments of clniging unmelted ice fell away sparkling in the moons glow. Seraph watched this from his perch withen Chrono and made sure he caught every detail of it... the female vampire almost making this too easy for him. Begining again. "This... is my home now" Forcing himself to look away, his heart racing. Chrono chided himself.. unaware of the eaves-dropper in his mind rolling with cruel laughter at his attempts to calm himself. Her reply was a soft smile.. and she tilted her head to him speaking softy. "I like that you feel that way Chrono..." and with a slight chuckle "your shirt?" Laughing politly she leaned casualy against one of the posts of her resting place.. a grandly crafted four poster bed.. handcarve from the riches cherrywood and drapped with numerous satin silks. Blinking.. his soaked, carnage splattered shirt only now comming back into memory.. he nodded.. pulling what was left of it off and dropping it in a nearby wastebasket. Though half elf and a mage at that.. rigorous training laft his body well sculpted , his muscles toned and well defined. Now it was Alexa's turn to stammer. "I... uhh...I'll turn a-" Laughing slightly, sliding the workshirt on the Magi smiled. "No need dear Alexa.. its more than ok..." Bitting her her lip Alexa nodded..
((Ssseeee?)) Seraphs voice starting to take on the raspy hiss of the master blade. ((Can you not ssee that sshee feelss for youu? Let her knoww your feelingss are asss onnee..))
Again Alexandra's senses warn her with a shiver.. "I'm still so nervous... its frightening.. it almost feels as if he is still here..." she worded wrapping her arms tightly around herself a coldness deep withen her still warning her.
((How long haaave you lonnged for herr...? You mussst let her knoww....)) Already confused and flushed.. Chrono's mind raced.. Seraphs tinkering setting his senses awry.
Brushing the feeling off he again smiled to the woman before him.. gently touching her cheek with his fingers and gazing into her eyes.
Seraph grinned deep and wicked with his host.. he breathed in victory at the touch of her flesh.. he knew better than to attemp to force himself upon a healers soul with such a faint connection.. so close... yet still he would have to bide his time.. He plyed the most obvious and stong weaknesses of his two opponants drawing tighter the noose by every moment more. It was so obvious how they felt and it made a -most- suitible tool to use against them....
There in the moons cool light Alexa looked up almost startled into Chrono's deep eyes. Her own, an icey silvery blue, gazed back transfixed. "Your..." Her voice sudden in the silence of the moment. "Your hand .. is cold.." Chrono made to draw it away but her own hands came to it... holding it to her.. and with a wispered incantaton warmth spread up his arm... Seraph recoiling deeper into his body. They stood there a good while,, gazing into each other until again Alexa spoke.. softly, her eyes not leaving his. "You must be tired.. your schedual is not akin to mine...." waving her hand to the bed beside her..relax and rest..." Chrono sat reluctantly wishing he had dry pants to change into aswell but not feeling up to asking at the moment... "Its always facinated me.. creatures of the night.. as yourself... and creatures of the day.. such as myself.. How we are both so inexolerably connected to times of the day... its amazing we get along at all...as we each draw strength from what makes the other weakened... Alexa nodded in understanding as she took a seat beside him... and as she did so, a strong gust from the window wrapped around them.. putting out all but one of the candels and fluttering the hanging silks like liquid wings around them.. Chrono still rather wet shivered, absently rubbing his arms to keep warm. But it was more than that. Alexa sensing his unease moved toward him placing a gentle hand upon his shoulder and whispering as people do in the darkness "Chrono... are you alright? I can close the drapes if you nee- " "No... no its not really that.. its.. I have a problem with full moons.. I was attacked by a powerful spirit as a child on a full moon... it feels like it lingers with me still..." Worried, Alexa gripped his shoulder, brow furrowed. " Is it something I can help you with? I mean.. you save my life.. probably Nicol's too.. I'll do anything to repay that deed alone..Please..." gently she worded, " Tell me.." Looking up the half elf glanced at her almost sadly.. " Do you think anyone will attack me in the Castle? " Alexa quickly frowned refusing.. "Never.....not the family..whta reason would they ever have? No.. no.. your safe here.." The irony of those words would haunt them both soon enough. " Chrono.. speak to me.. what is it?" leaning closer, " I know something torubles you.. I can feel it warring in your mind.." Though what she truly felt was his warring not with his feelings.. but with the false decisions and urges of the intruder. So close to each other.. the tension was phenominal.. and Alexa's words trailed off into whispers as she.... as they both.. leaned together in a lovers embrace thier kiss passionate and deep. But something was wrong.....
<laughter>
Alexa tried to pull back but she found she could not... Chrono's strong arms holding her fast.. the intense.. blinding heat of the moment stripping away... icy dread sounded through her mind, body and soul.... something was terribly wrong.
<vile.... maniacal.. cruel...laughter>
Seraph joyfully screamed, vaulting through Chrono's body... no longer mear nagging impules but demanding presence he tore out of him.forcing his once body to hold tight onto the woman before them.... Head first he dove into Alexa's conciousness, her being... the blazing.. furious pain of the healers fighting soul ripping across him a thousand times in but the mere second it took for Alexa's eyes to snap open in realization.. realization that came far too late. The glyph was passed and the hidden no longer hid. The silence shattered suddenly with sharp laughter has Alexa stood grinning.. the moonlights silvery beams embracing her bold and somehow changed form. She sneared down at Chrono.. her eyes not the lovely, gentle blue.. but the wrathful, angry gray of Seraph's.
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