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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:28:14 GMT
The Return to Demonsheart.. Ankhnesmerira Meresankh Message 1 of 2 , Jul 19, 2005
Having attended this meeting of sorts, and seeing that it had abruptly ended almost as abruptly as it had eventuated; a soft smile was given to the visage of Mobius. Eyes glistening to the sentinel illumination of moonlight and swirling shadows that now sprung back to elegant life, such affectionate pets in serpentine wreathes once again swarming around that svelte and sinuous form. Holding out an elegant hand towards him to take, an expression of concern etched almost painfully over her feature, words evolved through clenched teeth as if to conceal doubt or unleashed emotions from the prison of a cold and callous heart. They had business of their own to attend to now; perhaps this meeting would be far more pleasant than the one soon to be held in the private council chambers of Demonsheart. A deep and calculated inhalation, breaching the stillness of lung like a forced revelation reminding her that breath was simply a feigned luxury of masqueraded intention and sanguinous desires so dark, sinister and profound. Not wishing to interrupt the peace of thought or consideration for the outcome of the meeting with Shadow, surely Mobius would reflect over such occurrences since it wasn’t an immediately planned conference or ‘official’ business; rather a more casual approach to an alliance or common understanding between two families separated, the bridge burned to a crisp in past conflict could be mended- maybe this was a wise move to ensure family history. Regardless now, Storm had to deliver news that she wasn’t quite sure how Mobius would take. In a calm voice, soft and subtle- unlike her usual abrupt tone and bluntness, still holding out her hand as digits longed to once furl again with his simply to break the distance that had kept them at bay and now momentarily would be broken just to allow that simple, yearned pleasure.
“My dearest Mobius, having partaken in the first step to bring these families together again, Shadow returning to the duty bestowed upon her honor- we have matters of our own to attend; formal matters and I am not sure of your reaction and it worries me tremendously because I don’t wish to place wedges in-between you and I. Such grave and solemn days I have spent not in your presence, almost to the point I had nearly forgotten your smile or the way you look in my direction during conversations. I will apologize in time, that if what I have done is a mistake…then it is mine to suffer not your’s”
She gave a solemn forlorned expression as she awaited his hand and their return to Demonsheart to inform him of the ressurection of Tanthis...
~Empress of Nessus ~Beloved Adopted daughter of Nicolaskaya & Tanthis Demonsheart ~Chancellor of Demonsheart ~Mother of Duskcana & Kadynaeryn ~Twin Sister to Amaranthe
Where, Venus-like from Lethe and the abyss, Might rise the abandoned bliss; Where the mute Muses bide your summoning word; Where darkling faun and daemon drowse unstirred, Waiting the invocation of your kiss.
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Mobius Demonsheart Message 2 of 2 , Jul 20, 2005
Mobius smiled as he reached up brushing his fingers over her right cheek ever so gently, and even though she was speaking in mannerisms and vague explanations that seemed as if bad news was coming his way. He tried to dismiss it until it was time to discuss the matter in more delicate settings. His crimson brown eyes staring longingly into hers, his hand brushing gently over her neck, then shoulder, continuously lowers until his fingers come to affectionately wrap around hers.
Mobius could only offer her these words before their departure of this place, and until he could fully come to understand exactly what it was that made he speak in such grave tones, "I have spent many days awaiting your presence once more, and no matter what sins have been committed my love for you is eternal. Let us leave this place so we can discuss these matters, and my actions will be discovered there. I will do what I believe is best for Demonsheart as it is all I can promise to guide my actions."
Lightly he nods to her to show that he is prepared for their journey, with a smile still showing lightly on his face, feigned in to hide the concern that was beginning to build at the pit of his stomach.
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:28:37 GMT
Alone In The Dark Rachelle Dawn Message 1 of 1 , Jul 20, 2005
Being in her room all day and all night and no one in the castle.she wonders why her mother never explained to her why the tower was blown up to bits and never explained to her who this strange man is that is wondering around the grounds.she has never seen him before.shaking her head she heads to to the ground level of the castle and walks about some..she heads to the living room where she thinks that she is alone..she sighs deeply and goes to sit in one of her favorits chairs the one that faces the fire..no one can see her there becasue the chair is so huge that it swallows her up and relaxes as she looks at the fire she hears it crackle watching the flames dance around in the fire place..she curls up into a lil ball and falls to sleep in that great big old chair that she loves when she was a lil girl growing up...
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:30:10 GMT
~Returning to the throne room~ Shadow Message 1 of 3 , Jul 19, 2005
~After her brief meeting with Mobius and Storm she strolled thru the castle.Taking a deep breath she pushed the large oak doors of the throne room open.As she made her way to the center of the room her dress sweeped over the floor.She stopped as she neared Dara.~Hello my dear.~She said with an angelic voice and a smile to match.She then turned and looked to Darius, they smile on her face turning into a grin.~Well bravo on the little speech earlier.But seeing as you are giving up a name that you just dont deserve.I think its time you vacated the throne.~Turning gracfully as she talk she neared Dai'shar.~And give it to someone who deserves it.Someone who will treat everyone here like family.Seeing as I am likely not to marry again I think it only right that the kings crown should go to him.He after all has been here protecting this family.~Looking into Dai'shars eye's she smiles again.~But thats if he wants it.~Turning again she looks at Darius.~I dont know what my sister was thinking when she married you, obviously she was out of her mind.And for that fact so was I when I left you in charge.~Walking back over to Dara.~Just recently I have been offered a seat on the Demonsheart council, as the leader of Darkheart, and I accepted.So once again the two families are united.~Looking back to Darius with evil grin on her face.~And they really dont like you my dear.You thought you could just prance in here and take over,wrong hunny.You say i'm leading this family down the wrong path.I dont think so your just pissed because I wont lay down in front of you and let you walk on me.This family is better off with out you, and you just dont like it.
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Shadow Message 2 of 3 , Jul 20, 2005
~Standing next to Dara awaiting the fools answer she feels her daugther up and moving.Wondering what she is doing up, she looks back at the large oak doors.Turning back around to face Darius.Even thou she wants to go check on her she waits.
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Rachelle Dawn Message 3 of 3 , Jul 20, 2005
---Before falling to sleep she feels that her mother is somewhere close.she looks around some squints her eyes and looks at the large oak doors that are just past the hall from where is at.she feels that there are other or in the door with her .one is her Aunt Dara.the woman that took her from her mom ..and another that she has not felt in many years the presence isnt that strong so she isnt worried about what is about to go on in the room across from her.she slowly closes her eyes and falls into a sleep a deep sleep..
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:30:51 GMT
Re: -:|Leaving For Demonsheart|:- Ankhnesmerira Message 1 of 1 , Jul 20, 2005
The delicate stroke against her cheek and neckline, descending along the perfect contours of slender shoulders and arm, the very exuberance of Mobius’s touch caused shivers of ecstasy to emit along those miniscule curves and arches; the ardent caress of a love never spoken verbally only shown in blissful sensations and moments such as this. A tender smile given, one that could easily warm the coldest corridors of a forgotten tomb or even the heart of death himself- and had done so; and upon that touch of summer fervour warming the frozen heart of years apart from the only man she possibly had ever loved in such a profound and mature manner that it had never been uttered to his ears or the knowledge’s of another. Eyes slowly closing, hiding behind the filmy veil of sheer flesh- taking time to relish in this moment of gentleness and adoration, revering in that amorous touch soothing along flesh, for moments allowing her to forget the trauma behind vernacular troubles of actions yet unspoken. For the King of Demonsheart, and rightfully so nothing would be as challenging as an act of eternal love, one that had transpired throughout centuries of being close- though never etching towards such actions to express it openly…but then that was never part of her to allow that openness which could be seen or exhibited as a sigh of weakness in the eyes of fellow comrades under her rule and command. Military affairs wouldn’t spoil this moment where all would be revealed not only to his eyes but also audibly. Somehow Mobius had always brought out a more moderate and gentle side of her charismatic personality and nature, sensations so vivid and electric, sensuous and wild. He even calmed her tempestuous tendencies that not even in the brunt of battle had dissipated or relinquished…nothing or no other had soothed those fires or melted the barricades of many winters.
Imbibing those words as if they were a blissful intoxication, allowing serenity to surge and wash over here in the warmth and truthfulness spoken, every definition and accentuation of tone would bring harmony to a thunderous heart. In that very moment where she heard those monotonous tones awaken that frozen chest of emotion, allowing crimson ichors to speed through her veins, awakening the rapture of instances spent in his arms- and now once again they had united as digits furled around the other. Stepping closer, only a breath away from his visage- eyes unravelling from the opiate euphoria of his presence and scent, looking upon him as if falling in love with him all over again, but also saddened at the deed that not even she had contemplated the reason for. In leisured sashayed motion she stepped closer yet, leaning in ascended motion to gracefully brush her cheek against his as the shadows arose and writhed about their forms in a tangible web of darkness and ebon-tendrils…squamous masses of obsidian ribbons swathing around, aiding in the transition of molecules reversing, twisting corporeal to incorporeal, intertwining like gossamer laces as physiques become intangible and ephemeral, fading from the view of this realm and place- returning the children of shadow back into the shadows of their own alternate Eden. Vanishing completely into the velveteen tenebrous grasp of nefarious oceans, beyond the veil of ether and abyss and the situation awaiting their return- one that would determine all and reveal much to her and the meaning of ‘eternal love’ would symbolize exactly how long eternity truly is.
Leaving, Shadow would know that in times of need that forces could be summoned- the very conflagrations of retribution and chaos could be called and summoned by her to dispel the atrocities wrought upon her family…she only need call and the gates of hell would open to her, from the true monarchies of those opaque and sinister pits.
~Adopted daughter of Nicolaskaya Demonsheart ~Queen of Demonsheart ~Mother of Duskcana & Kadynaeryn ~Sister to Amaranthe
Where, Venus-like from Lethe and the abyss, Might rise the abandoned bliss; Where the mute Muses bide your summoning word; Where darkling faun and daemon drowse unstirred, Waiting the invocation of your kiss.
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:31:30 GMT
THRONE ROOM CONFRONTATION ((or Will Alexa keep her head?)) Alexandra Moroveston-Rhjod Message 1 of 1 , Jul 22, 2005
Dai'Shar stretched languidly, "Well, it seems to me like everyone's got their own little plan for where I fit in the scheme of things." his lips curled into a grimace, "How lovely." His glanced at the trio, "Frankly, both factions seem to want to pull the family off in a different direction. The Travos to one side, the Demonhearts to the other. I don't think I need to remind everyone that my last name is DarkHeart. Which in of itself speaks volumes for where I stand in the lil squabble you're all getting so wound up about."
Darius looks down at Dai with a small movement of his lips. "I truly wish no squabble within this family, that has been brought to the fore by others." Lifting his gaze from Dai he can feel Alex tensing beside him, reaching out with one hand he lays it on the Alex's forearm, speaking softly. "Do not touch her brother, she would not be who she is without an attempt to heal a breach." He then looks at Alexa, a small smile touching his face for a moment. "I honor your attempt to do something, but I no longer think it is possible."
Once more he looks down at Dai, " I am glad you still honor the DarkHeart name so much, but I must say brother, that when the vast majority of this family betrayed me, much of what I felt was destroyed in that instant."
Alexander listened to what Alexandra had to say. Furthermore he listened to Darius and Dai with little interest. His eyes had focused on Alexandra. How could she talk mutiny like this? This was not to be tolerated and could not go without punishment. He called Potence 4 to himself expending the necessary blood points as his muscles strengthened. He then called to Protean lvl 2, feral claws, as he spends the necessary blood points and extends talons. He then looks to Alexandra with murder in his eyes but holds fast as Darius places his arm on his forearm. He listens to Darius as he tells him to calm down. "Brother she needs to be punished for her talk of treason."
Alexa grimaced and looked down into her lap as Dai spoke of everyone, herself included, trying to decide where best he would be. She hadn't meant it that way and had simply wanted things they way they had been years ago… before everything had fallen apart. She had lost one family, losing another wasn't high on her priority list.
As Darius spoke she turned to him and saw Alex poised coiled like spring. She bit her lip and absently moved a few more inches from him as if that small distance alone would save her. She nodded solemnly to her father and glanced at Alex without speaking. She would have to be weary of him. He had it in for her since his arrival, yet she wondered what she could have done to earn such hatred.
She shivered as she felt him call to his blood, but when he whispered the word TREASON she growled and stood up. Slight as she was it was impressive since everyone in the room could easily tell the healer was no match for the warrior threatening her. But her bold words, often her downfall before, came from her again. "If it is treason to desire a family whole… then treason it is. I merely wish things as I thought they SHOULD be … YOUR BROTHER Darius on the throne, Dai'Shar and you as JUSTICE for this bloodline and Shadow as ambassador to the clan she wishes! If to be a family is treason… if to want Darius on the THRONE is treason, then YOU are guilty as well!"
Her body shuddered as she spoke and her hands clenched in fear knowing any moment, her head, lost once before, may once more find the floor.
Dai'Shar casually stepped in front of Alexandra. "You know Alex, you're the new kid on the block at the moment so I'll give you a few moments to compose yourself. I don't need to remind you that blind rage is a very bad weakness in itself. And if you'll ask Darius here, he told -me- to kill the weak. You might even win should you take me on, but are you sure you want to put yourself in -that- much pain?" He hefted his hammer slightly, non-threatening in every gesture, nonetheless the muscles in his back tensed, coiled like springs as blood flowed, burning hot into his muscles and limbs. [Celerity 5 / Potence 3 / +2 bps to Strength, Dex.] "Relax and let reason and logic sort things out," he winked, "Besides, if you start flying off the handle at every little thing, people will think you're peculiar."
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:31:53 GMT
Darius sighs softly, shaking his head slightly. Some things in the family would never change it seems. Releasing Alex's arm he rises from the throne, as he does he brings forth a bit of his powers [Potence 4}, stepping in front of Alex he then turns around to face him. Moving his hand he grasps Alex's shirt front and lifts him a few inches off the ground then pulling him close to whisper in his ear, "Ruhiger Bruder, ist jetzt nicht die Zeit oder der Platz. Notwendigkeit I erinnern Sie, daß Sie Loyalität zu mir schwuren, erlauben mir, zu entscheiden, wenn ich ihren Tätigkeiten Verrat betrachte." ((Quiet brother, now is not the time or place. Need I remind you that you swore loyalty to me, allow me to decide if I consider her actions treason.))
He then lowers Alex back down and turns to look at Dai. "Settle Dai'Shar, I shall not allow Alexander to harm Alexandra."
Alex sighs softly remembering his oath of loyalty to Darius and the Darkheart clan. He drops the Protean discipline as his talons retract. He turned thoughtful for a moment and replied in kind..."Ich sehe Ihren Punktbruder von meinen. Ihr sind der Führer dieses Clans und meine Loyalität ist mit Ihnen und dieser Familie. Ich ergreife Maßnahmen nicht in meine eigenen Hände ohne Ihr zuerst anzuordnen. Verzeihen Sie mir Bruder, den ich aus Linie... für jetzt heraus war." ((I see your point brother of mine. You are the leader of this clan and my loyalty is with you and this family. I will not take actions into my own hands without your ruling first. Forgive me brother I was out of line...for now.))
He rests there being held by his brother waiting his decision on the matter. "Your will Lord Darius...."
She had startled as her locked vision on Alex was suddenly stolen by Dai's bulk in front of her. She knew better than to touch him to say she was fine. One, she wasn't if Alex chose to attack her here, and two, she had snuck up on him once, and it took three days for her arm to heal where he had nearly cleaved it off.
She did gasp as Darius lifted Alex and spoke to him. Her blood shook with the words and she fell silent. Her hand, having risen to her neck in reflex to draw her sword should it be necessary, lowered slowly as if any serious motion would disturb the tenuous balance of calm in the room.
She heard Alex's words and couldn't believe them. She knew though this moment had spared her life, she would always walk on eggshells with this one. And her mind recoiled from the thought of an eternity praying he would be so easily stayed from slaying her for her words.
"I wish no disrespect, Alex. And I apologize if my words offended you. It is not nor was it ever, my intention of treason. Merely a desire to see things mended as they had been once before." She dropped both hands and glanced at Shadow as she continued. "We were all happy together, once. It was all I wanted again. But as the King so kindly pointed out… perhaps it's not to be ever again." Her soft silvery eyes gazed at Shadow wondering how things would go from here. And who would leave when Darius finally departed.
<<<joint RP... posted with permission>>>
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:32:29 GMT
The Division Begins... Sides are taken... Alexandra Moroveston- Message 1 of 2 , Jul 22, 2005
lexa moved slowly fromt he shadows near the throne and Darius' body where she had remained silent and moves to the steps of the dais where Dai still sits and settles beside him gazing up at Lady Shadow speaking softly.
"Interesting... You desire to lead the Clan yet give Dai'Shar the throne... who will be leading who?" Turns to look at Dai with silvery sea blue eyes. "And what if he chooses NOT to take the throne for you...." She doesn't look away from him yet still adresses Shadow, "... will he become an enemy as the rest of us seem to have?"
She knew Dai would make up his own mind regardless of her own personal desires, so she prefered not to embarass herself and voice them aloud. But she hoped Dai would follow them away from this place.
He, of everyone in the clan, had never faultered in his vision of her. She had never been weak in his eyes, never been worthy of destruction. And he had always been willing to teach her and never found fault there either. Even when sometimes, his lessons left her battered and near broken and one time had taken nearly two days for even HER to heal from. But she had never cried, never complained and learned to fend for herself when he was not around.
She looked from his eyes to Shadow once more and spoke softly. "Please, Shadow, do not divide this family. Darius was King and you mentioned once long ago that we needed a King again. Well here he is." She bit her lip as she often did without realizing it. "Why can't we all just be a family again? You as ambassader to the Demonshearts? Dai'Shar once more as the Justicar of something more than a splattering of those left who chose not torpor but life. And Darius, once more on the throne? I imagine we can waken Lady Nicola to once more sit at his side." She looked at Darius as if including him in the question. She had come to a home full of love and support, and didn't wish to leave it shattered and torn.
Hopeless as it was, little Alexa, the Clan Optimist, Clan Healer and once, long ago, friend of everyone within.... she still hoped for the miracle that everyone else seemed to think was out of reach.
Alexa ...Darkheart by Choice...
...Optimist cause no one else will be...
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Shadow Message 2 of 2 , Jul 23, 2005
Stepping towards Alexa she begins to speak softly.*My dear i'm not the one the came rushing into the family home, destroying what ever lied in my path on a whim.I didnt tell everyone that if you didn't swear allegiance to me that you would die.I will admit that when I came back this last time I stood up to Darius, but only in defense of my family.I was told by too many people of the horror stories that he had inflected upon everyone here.As far as me offering the crown to Dai'shar, he has shown nothing but loyality to this family, and as I said before i'm not likely to marry again.*Turning from Alexa she walks over to the corner and takes a seat.*I'm sorry if you think i'm dividing the family but i'm only doing what I think is right, and Darius regaining power doesn't seem like the best thing for the family.*Turning back around to face everyone*And yes Dai'shar I am aware the family name is still darkheart,but these days its not a bad idea to have allies.*Looking back over to Alexa she begins to speak again*And no my dear, Dai'shar will not become an enemy if he chooses not to take the crown.I will respect any choice he makes, and that goes for anyone that sided with him.I have always welcome anyone back to the family with open arms as I always will.
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:32:57 GMT
ooc...live rp.. Shadow Message 1 of 1 , Jul 23, 2005
Sorry about nyte,i didnt read the front page of that site.But hehe as I dont pay attention to things.Theres another fix to our problem.The chat on the group site, you just have to download yahoo chat and you can go in there.I dont know just a thought.....
morgan
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:33:22 GMT
Arrival At the Castle Victoria Aleah Message 1 of 1 , Jul 27, 2005
A four poster antique bed with satin sheets and curtains had been the sleeping home of a long figure. With soft lips that were closed and the color of a a soft pinkish red the woman stirred not at all. She looked peaceful there as if she were just like sleeping beauty, appearing to be in her late teens or very early twenties. Her hair was sprawled across the crimson colored sheets, a small ringlet of curls on the soft pillows. Covered lightly by the sheets Victoria slept through the years, quiet; undisturbed.
She changed not in appearance from being a vampire, though her gifts became stronger as the time flew by. unaffected by the outside world, this sleeping beauty would remain where she was till she felt the pull and the call to come home. It was as if she was being awakened and she could not figure out at first, sleep heavy from the long 'nap' that she had take. Whilst asleep she had dreamed of the past. But now it was the future that was calling her. Electric blue eyes opened as she felt the call once more deep within her. Disoriented and not really sure what was going on, Victoria lay there on the bed before her hunger came to life within her. Sliding off the satin sheets she padded barefoot from the room to those that she had kept on to keep the sanctuary clean.
A fresh mortal was brought to her. She drank her fill till the individual was nearly drained and stopped, letting the last few droplets on her lips stain her clothes as a second was shoved in her direction, this time she had trouble but managed to stop before she drained him as well. Feeding until she had satiated her hunger and the beast within her, she then headed towards the bathroom where she showered and dressed in simple yet clean attire; a pair of wrangler jeans, justin boots, a leather belt with a silver buckle and the letter 'A' engraved in the middle of the buckle, with a short sleeve dark red shirt that matched the natural reddish highlights in her hair.
Her hair itself, she brushed till it shone and was dry then took out a silver clip and pinned it up slightly off her neck, though a few tendrils escaped and framed her face gently; giving her an a show of innocence while wisdom and knowledge would been seen within the depths of her eyes. She wore simple jewelry; a silver and blue watch on her left wrist with a silver necklace around her neck that had charm initials hanging off of it; 'V DH'.
Since it was night, Victoria headed out and to where she felt the pull from inside of her. She couldn't help it, home was calling to her, at least she hoped it was home. So onwards she went, nervous but going none the less. Till she arrived at the place, her eyes widening a bit. Smiling, she slid out of taxi and made her way up the long driveway where she knocked on the door.
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:34:04 GMT
OOC/IC .... ALEXA Alexandra Moroveston- Message 1 of 1 , Jul 28, 2005
Ok folks, for a few days Khayman and Vaelen will be running things and we are going to AUTO (yes I said a dreaded four letter word) AUTO Alexa to sleep to heal as per Vaelen's wishes and hers.
The OOC deal is I was in a really bad car wreck yesterday (Tues in California, USA) Moving thru an intersection doing 27 in a 35, a guy ran a stop sign from our left doing 40 and never hit his breaks.
He T-boned the left front of my dad's Grand Marquis I was driving and in the accident I smacked my head on the driver's side window and split my scalp about an inch.
<holds up a hand> Before you all freak out. I spoke to Vaelen last night when I got home. I am fine save for one whopper of a headache. My 14 yr old was in the back passenger side and my bf was riding shot gun. Neither of them were injured.
The biggest problems are he had expired registration, expired insurance and had a suspended lisence. Being military, needless to say, he is screwed... lol
The deal is, I didn't think it was anything major, but sitting at the comp just catching up on two days of emails hurts my head (eyes, skull, everything) So till this weekend, (fri night more than likely) I am taking a break. I will continue to read and do as I need to for clan business and pass on what doesn't need to be done DIRECTLY by Alexa.
I will be leaving messenger on when at home, and will switch it to mobile when I am out. So feel free to say hello, but till this weekend,PLEASE don't Pm me every ten minutes asking how I am, or freaking out if I don't answer in ten minutes. (1) messages are slow and I may not get them and 2) if I am busy or sleeping, I won't answer till I am free and/or awake.
I will be back on friday.
CHOW!
lol
Alexa/Melissa STRENGTH/not doin so well ARCANA/ Serenade Vaelen's/Shadow's
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:34:27 GMT
The Return Of Crystal Crystal DarkHeart Message 1 of 1 , Jul 28, 2005
The carriage stops at the front of the castle doors,all the lights seem to be out all over the place,usually there is someone up and about the place.She steps out onto the gravel drive then steps up onto the concret step,heading to the huge wooden doors.Slowly she set her right hand on the door knob and turns it to the left, The Door swings open some and she walks in.she brings nonthing with her inside cause the Servents did that for her.Stepping into the foyer her shoes click on the floor as she walks across it..yelling Hello! is anyone here? She shrugs and heads up stairs so she may grab a show tofreshen up some before she meets up with her Mother and Grandmother.So much has changed these last past years a lot has passed since she left for the bloodwars.The thought of looseing her father and her mother was devastating to her..reaching the top of the stairs she walks over to her bedroom door she pushes it and the door slowly swings open..Looking around the room she sees that her mother didnt change a thing.Its all the same she tells herself..Walks over to her bed she lets herself fall over into and Yells WoooHoo yea i'm home ..ITS GOOD TO BE HOME!!!! sits up quickly hoping no one heard her say that...listens then shrugs.lies back down she sighs a happy sigh.sits back up she heads to her bathroom sets the water for her hot bath strips off her dirty clothes and soaks for a long time........
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:34:55 GMT
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:35:18 GMT
The Ending Begins..... Alexandra Moroveston- Message 1 of 9 , Jul 26, 2005
Alexa had stepped back as Shadow stepped forward. She stopped realizing she wasn't really afraid, just nervous with the tension in the air. "Father did not destroy the castle," she pointed behind her, "Alex did... and merely to enrage and piss me off." She glanced over her shoulder at him. "Though I am sure he was truly trying to kill me." Looking back at Shadow she sighed and looked to Dai then back to the floor. "And Darius said to suffer consequences, not to die, if we didn't join him. And I can think of other things besides death he has in his mind when he says such." She moved back as far from Alex as she could and straightened her shoulders looking to Dai almost in silent beseeching. "And I hope those who still want Darius as King will join him again anyway." Looking to Shadow she finished. "And I hope those who don't follow Darius, at least don't hate the rest of us in the process." She looked then to Darius and then back to the floor. She would follow him regardless. Only one thing may tug her loyalties, but she knew it would never happen so she pushed it from her mind. Hands clasped before her she waited to see what would happen next.
Alexander looked at Alexandra as she talked. He jerked free of Darius' hold on him and looked around silently. "I am a Travos; I always have been and always will be. I am the mortal brother of Darius and will still follow my brother as he leads. As far as the Darkhearts are concerned Dai you can keep them and this castle. They are your family and not mine. I remain loyal to Darius and those who follow him for they shall become my family. I will let the morbid obsession I have for killing the weak pass and invite them all in under my protection and my brother's guidance. As for Shadow, she can do what she wants with those stay behind, unless you Dai are going to take the throne in her place. Which in my opinion would probably prove the better option. I am merely an outsider here to your little squabbles over power and such. I follow my brother Darius and will protect those who do also." Having said this Alexander falls deadly silent and waits for Darius to say his piece, for he knew it was coming and soon.
Darius stood in front and slightly to the side of his brother as he listened to first Alexa then Alex speak their minds. A small smile touched his pale lips for a moment; he thought it good that they had expressed their loyalty to him now, soon he would be gone from this place for good and the chance to do so would be gone forever. Turning his head he lays his death cold eyes on Shadow, a small emotionless smirk crossing his lips for the barest instant. " You may keep this family, for I have seen what I truly wished to upon my return here. You have allowed this family to weaken and wither like a branch cut from its tree. I see no use, nor do I have any want, in staying here anymore. ". Having said that he returns his gaze to Dai'Shar, a slight emotion touching his eyes. "It is your choice brother in whether you stay here or go, no matter your choice, I shall hold nothing against you. For I know what lies within your mind." With that he turns his gaze first to Alexa then to Alex before nodding slightly, looking over he spies Serps yet standing silently and holds off his leaving for a moment to hear what he has to say.
Nods to Darius and then looks around at the others. "Well, I don't remember if I was formally embraced into the Darkheart family or if I am in it due to the honor Darius shows me in allowing to use the name. As all ways, I follow my Lance mate in whatever he chooses. After all, we all know that the only reason I became a Darkheart was because I was sleeping with most of them," chuckles lightly, "anyway, I follow Darius. Whatever skills I have are his to use."
Alexa bit her lip and stifled her soft laugh as Silver spoke. She remembered he was known for "getting to know the family" in ways and lengths she never knew anyone else to go thru. She glanced wearily at Alex as he spoke getting the feeling whatever animosity he had for her was quelled for now, but not completely gone. She nodded as Darius addressed Dai and hoped with all her heart that he would follow them, but she knew better than to ask again. Dai'Shar had always done what he felt and she knew, probably better than most, that pressing the issue simply locked him into a definite no.
Alexander smirked at the comment of Lance mate. He then without reservation, walked to the door knowing it was time to leave. There was nothing left here now as he went to prepare the new home of his family. He then pulled out a black crystal rose and held it offering it to Alexa as he waited for Darius to lead the way.
Darius looks around for a moment with a small nod then steps down from the dais. Turning towards the door he arches a brow slightly at Alexander offering the rose. He knew his brother all too well, knew that something like that was never innocent, as it might seem. As he begins his walk towards the door, the illusion he had held over his body fades away. Where before his hair had been blonde, his hair now flared out a blood red in color, flowing in the wind created by his movement. Pausing in his steps he turns eyes once towards Shadow, the orbs now matching the color of his hair. With a small shake of his head he looks once more at Alexander. Without a pause he reaches out with his power ( MotM lv 1) and lifts the rose from his brother's hand. Then with a smirk he brings forth one of his darker powers (Path of the Inferno lv1), summoning forth the very fires of Hell. With a cold chuckle he wraps the flames around the rose, incinerating the flower in a millisecond. He then arches the brow at his brother again and makes his way to the door, stopping there. He turns his eyes back, looking at all within the room, his expression saying that they must come now with him or forever lose the chance. Even as he looks back, his mind sends the same message ringing outwards.
Silver moves towards the door Darius walks towards. Blinking at the sudden flames and fighting the urge to run screaming down the halls. Calling upon his powers of Sett (( serpentis lv6 or lower )) he turns himself into a large king cobra. He then tries to curl around Darius like a pet snake to be close if he decides to use any teleport or other sneaky thing.
Alexa saw the flower and realized perhaps Alex was making an effort at apologizing. She was half way down the steps when Darius brushed past her and sent the gift up in flames. She frowned slightly at the waste then realized the glow of the flame... Assamite Blood. Alexa had imbued the rose with the deadly blood and offered it to her. Her frown increased but this time it was for Alexander himself. As she stepped past Dai, she let her fingers brush his hand. If this was the last time she saw him, she wanted that final touch. She paused then and looked into his eyes one last time. Frozen there in silence she seemed to search him for his answer. True to her word, she wouldn't ask again. But she still could not simply walk away without knowing. Her body tensed slightly in anticipation and she waited, eyes on him, but ears and senses were towards Darius lest he leave without her.
<<RP with Darius, Alexander, Alexandra, and Silver>>
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:36:31 GMT
daishar_darkheart Message 2 of 9 , Jul 26, 2005
Dai'shar's lips creased into a slight frown, ignoring the theatrics. They were a waste of blood. Instead he let his voice ring out over the top of the room's noise as he ascended the stairs to stand directly before the throne. "I will claim the throne. Let those who take the name Travos take their failing loyalty to the family and retreat from my house. None shall harm them, and should they return in peace they will be welcome to visit. Their claim to the family name is from this day forth annulled." He looked at Alexandra. "You would have me say words of love. I have none. You would have me beg you to stay. I will not. Your choice is made, you made such a choice with your heart, go then and follow it." he turned his eyes from her then, looking about the room with slate grey eyes. "I am Dai'shar, of the family Darkheart. I am brother to Darius, and strongest of our family. I will be King."
He sat himself down onto the throne and draped the ever present hammer across his lap.
"I wish those departing well. No grudges shall be held. No feuds shall be continued. Go in peace, come back in peace. This family will remain it's own entity. We are Darkheart. Not Travos, not Demonsheart. Independant, and strong, we will remain. I am the middle- ground."
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Alexandra Moroveston- Message 3 of 9 , Jul 26, 2005
Alexa nodded as Dai spoke and even turned and bowed to him as he sat on the throne. Alexa and Darius be damned, if Dai would sit the DarkhHeart throne, she saw no wrong in it. "I wish you well, King Dai'Shar. DarkHeart will do well under you I am sure. But I will not lie and say I wish things were left differently." After all, they were leaving right? And she could think of far worse to take the crown here. She met Dai's eyes once more then made her way to Darius.
It was not safe for her to remain. And while she hoped she would be welcomed for visits, and would heal those here if ever they asked, she knew she had to go. Stepping beside Darius and Alex, though making she she was closer to her father, she held her head high and absently bit her lip.
This was it. The family was splitting... ... and there was nothing she could do but mourn those lost to her and pray they would sitll let her come ocassionally and visit.
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Shadow Message 4 of 9 , Jul 27, 2005
*Sitting there in the corner she listened to everyone say there final words.She leaned up slightly from her seat as Dai'shar began to speak, her lips curling up into a smile as he did.When he was done speaking she stood from her chair and walked over to the throne.Standing beside him as he sat upon the throne.She looked across the room to those standing before the oak doors, about to leave.*I wish you all luck in your ventures and safe travels home.*As she fell silent she reached behind the throne, sitting there in a gold jewel incrusted case she took the crown.Turning back to face Dai'shar she bowed slightly at the waist and extended her arms out, holding the crown out before him.
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daishar_darkheart Message 5 of 9 , Jul 27, 2005
Grasped the crown and turning it over in his hands he perused it quietly. He stretched back after a time and hung it lopsidedly from the corner of the throne behind him. "It'll be fine there," he grinned, "anyone who removes it will forfeit their lives." Dai had better things on his mind than wearing the regalia. Rebuilding his family would be a start.
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Post by Admin on Feb 11, 2015 7:37:41 GMT
Nicolaera Raeginskaya Message 6 of 9 , Jul 31, 2005
Death's slumber would wane as ancient blood atoned for the monumental task endured by the raising of the obsidian spires of Demonsheart. Grand spires which again glorify the plains of Valoorni at the blood sea of Ishtar, now reigned by the son Mobius and the daughter Storm. Into the timeless dreaming appear the familiar images and sounds of her blood kindred, as events from the rooms above enter into the waking conciousness. Deep within these bowels of Castle Darkheart, along the boundry of it's catacombs, endless tunnels, and long forgotten rooms, the black silence becomes stirred by the sound of an etherial murmmered whisper...
Torches along the dank and dark passages burst into flame one by one, lending gentle illumination to a realm untouched by light for centuries. Amid their flickering amber glow, unnatural darkness gathers; a cold myst pools to the ground as shrouds of gossamer silk billow past at the edge of awareness...ascending toward the assembly above.
Her presence is preceeded once more by that whispery feminine breath traveling an icy draft..echoing softly into the chaos of the throne room; quenching some softly lit candles and merely flickering others. From a threashhold between the dias and the main entry hall, a svelt statuesque beauty of flawless pearl complection framed by thick cascading auburn locks, steps into view. Nicolaskaya pauses as eyes of pale crystaline blaze scans assemblage culminating in discordant deathlessness at the retreat of the enterauge of the estranged Darius Travos.
Attention now sifted to Dai'Shar. With sashay of regal grace, and svelt physique, draped in layers of jewel toned gossamer silks cast aloft in the slightest of drafts, Nicola fearlessly approaches the dias. Her mesmerizing gaze of quartz crystalfire meeting to Dai'shar's square on, penetrating the darkness in search of that which remains of the dark soul within. Gracefully she descends to genuflected knee as the gentle voice of a fallen angel adresses him, her accent and resonance aetherial yet nearly indistinguishable from that of a noble Romanian.
"I Nicolaera Raeginskaya Darkheart, childe of Tanthis, grandchilde of Darius, pledge unto to thee my Dark Lord, King of Darkheart, my loyalty and… myself... if thee shall have so me"
Nicolaskaya Childe of Darkheart Matriarc of Demonsheart A Queen in the Legacy
~Hail Discordia!~
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Shadow Message 7 of 9 , Aug 2, 2005
*Standing there gracfully next to Daishar , one hand placed on the arm rest of the throne.She stood there looking at Nicola as she made her pledge to the king.Her mind wandering off else where but still quite aware of everything that was being said at the moment.As Nicola finished speaking, she quietly clear her throat as she looked over to Daishar.*If I may ask one question my lord?*She turned her attention back to Nicola who remained kneeling in front of him.
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Rachelle Dawn Message 8 of 9 , Aug 4, 2005
--- She stands on the other side of her king,her right hand is gently placed on the are rest of the throne while her other hand is behinde her..Standing there she looks at Nicola listening toher make her heart bleeding pledge to her king,looking over at her mother she perks a brow,turns her head back to back to Dai'shar looking down at him..My Lord if you will premit me..She sees that he holds a hand up to her for her to be silent and she does so..As you wish my lord..
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Rachelle Dawn Message 9 of 9 , Aug 4, 2005
--- Looks over to her mother connecting to her.."Mother who is this Silver Serpent person i have never met him nor have i seen him before ionly know his name because i have heard his name several times...she looks at her mother..I am very intrested in finding out who this person is....she breaks the link and looks at the one speaking again..
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