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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:23:05 GMT
« Reply #15 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:25am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "My thanks lover boy." Her voice impossibly deep and demonic. Reaching foward to Chrono's stunned, gaping form, Alexa pulled him forward into a rough kiss, this time Chrono being the one struggeling. .. "Your foolishness will be the undoing of you all.." Letting him go with a sadistic grin. Alexa's eyes returned to thier natural icy blue.. a tear escaping to run down her perfect cheek as her face began to contort into a look of pure horror. And then suddenly Alexa's eyes went blank... and with her hair falling around her with the fluidity of water...she collapses onto the bed.... her soul dragged screaming away by the claws of a madman... to the lair of something far.. far worse...
After the fight and the struggle.... the stillness and silence of the room was almost painful.. Alexa comatose on the bed.. clothing again ripped.. and over her stood the shocked Chrono.. unshure of what to do next.. At last the silence of sound and motion was shattered by the crash of a plate to his left... Chrono looked wide eyed to the door at the horrified servant looking out over the grisly scene. Backing against the wall before scrambling into a frantic run.. the servant woman screamed sounding alarm to the rest of the building.... of another attacker... Chrono could do nought but blink in shock still purplexed.....
"Shit..."
| | (Credits and disclaimer) V ********************************************************************** ********************************************************************** ******fin************************************************************* ********************************************************************** ********************************************************************** ********************************************************************** **************************************** Yayyyyy we did it... The above post was my re-written coverage of a rather legthy rp segment between Chrono.. Alexa.. and myself... All of that was RP'd and made up on the fly... and I want to thank both of them for the wonderful help.. Even though I am posting this,, this post infact comes from all three of us... enjoy.. I hope to work on more group rp's like this in the future.. its very dynamic and fastpaced... ((unless you get to re-write the thing ))
(Disclaimer) I'd also like to mention that the idea of setting up Chrono was long in mechination... so please... preeettyyyy please done <waves hand speaking dark enchantment... senses the vile aura of Seraph... knows Chrono to be innocent> ^_~ Alexa is my prisoner for a very specific reason.. and I'd be careful.. as an attempt to get her back might be rather dangerous...... for her. <evil laughter..... coughs.. ack..> Ack*hem.. oh well.. no Villin voice right now .. too late.. err.. early.. o.O
(Nicolayaska) Umm deary.. the shade you sent out to search for you.... did they guy in the next post kill it.. orrrrr was he even talking about it? I'm confused... I have some leads to give you... but not if your sahe is poof 0_o? Ohh well.. message me when you can... laters. __ 57-Re: theres a problem Nicol nov 28, 2003 1656
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Alex I agree with you completely. I have known about these copy cats for some time now. Darius and Nicola confronted them once OoC only... and yes they were "newbies" I pay them no attention......I am secure with who we are and am not bothered by them. Should they affect me ic, then it becomes a different matter... __ 58- scream of terror Nicol nov 29, 2003 0416
The adopted elf child of Darius, Seafoam, had no time to answer before the frightened chamber maid raced into the fire lit great room, and dove to her knees on her skirts at Nicole's feet. Wild eyed and lamenting in shrieks of mortal fear she cried out to the mistress of darkness.. "...m'Lady Alexandra is hurt!... Lord Chrono kissed her and something terrible happened!..oooh m'Lady she may be dead!"
Nicola turned her darkened eyes towards the shadows cast by the firelight upon the wall...not enough time had passed for the shade's return to be due...and the answers she needed now, for now she knew she had run out of time...She lowered her gaze to the frightened girls eyes and her pale slender hand came to rest caressing soft hair reasurringly. Nicole calmed her instantly... " you have done the right thing to come to me child…now go and I will take care of this"
The girl rose turning her now soothed attention toward Seafoam with a quiet childlike smile. Nicola had already vanished, drawing upon her blood for speed and stealth.. Had she passed thru thin air she would have been there no sooner...
She reappeared in the doorway of Alexandra's room… the air stirred about her form and entered the room before her with a haunting melody of lost lamenting souls. From her silouette in the doorway, embers of indigo night penetrated the darkness, eyeing the half elf. She strode passed Chono towards Alex's lifeless form, turning her and gathering her step childe into her arms ...she spoke to him as she caressed Alex searching for the childe that was now missing...her heart sinking with her discovery, but she held in emotion, appearing calm as glacial ice. Indigo fires now blazed towards his soul, searching for answers, as her gaze met his...."Do not leave ye this room lest I hunt ye down... Now, tell me what hath ye done to mine childe Chrono?"
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:23:47 GMT
« Reply #16 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:25am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 59-Re: [darkheartcastle]Re: scream of terror Chrono nov 29, 2003 0451
"I have not done anything.. she brought me here on her own free will offering a change of clothing for me and one thing led to another where i kissed her and her body started to thrash about as if it were possessed. she threw me off told me to leave or she might kill me and then that happened. Trust me i wouldent kill her" chrono said leaning into the door jam of Alex's chambers __ 60-Re: scream of terror Nicol nov 29, 2003 0552
As Nicole's fingers smoothed the torn threads of Alexa's shirt, the magic of her blood fused the torn threads back together flawlessly. With care, she gently rested Alexa's souless body to her pillow. Lifting a hand mirror from the bedside, she strode graceful and silently to Chrono. The candles erupted back into flame illuminating the dark room. As she grew closeer physically to him, her mind reached out to touch his...eyes of indigo night extinguished temporarily their fires and met his unthreateningly, from her a feeling of reassuring calm serenity flowed from the her depths searched his soul, his feelings and intentions, searching for anything else that might be there... The only answer that came directly to her was that he had not been entirely alone... She stopped, withdrew and held up the mirror to reflect his neck and what lay there for him to see.
"Ye may not have wished to harm her Chrono... but ye were not alone in this... for there is a mark of an unknown master at work here... look ye now upon it!" __ 61-Re: [darkheartcastle] Re:scream of terror Chrono nov 29, 2003 1507
Looking on his nck Chrono closed his eyes sligthly until they were only slits as he looked into the mirror, He saw the black gilph branded on his neck.
"..How did that get there. I am sure i was not born with it." Chrono said in a slightly angered voice as he was learning that he had been used __ 62-screams Lady Shadow nov 29, 2003 1541
She jumped from her bed as she hear the screams of the lady running thru the hall. She walks out into the hall but to see the lady at niloc feet and rage growing in niloc eyes. She then watches niloc sped away almost as if she was a ghost. She turned to follow her and ends up at alexa's room and stops in the doorway.Looking at alexa's body laying there on the bed lifeless, her gaze slowly turns to chrono. What has happen here? SHe stands there next o him in the door way with her arms behind her back, her fingers wrapped around themselfs as she looks at him. She looks over to niloc and then back to alexa. __ 63-The Link Nicol dec 1, 2003 0137
~Nicola held the mirror up to Chrono..and she watched his expression as he looked at the mark upon his neck.. he became upset as she lowered the mirror, eyes narrowed, and he began speaking about not having been born with such a mark....She lowered the mirror placing it on a vanity beside where they stood and gazed intently at the mark.. the close range of it drawing her to it…she reached up….. her fingers coming to rest on the design, touching it.... tracing it against his scarred flesh…...it's power drew her further in, tuning out the reality….. Was it she slipping away or was it Chrono, as his words slowed to a hault. The clear reality of him before her vanished as her hand came fully against the demonic glyph burned onto him.. Crimson light flashed between the archanic glyphs within her palm and the deamonic one burned into his neck….. in an instant she found herself in abyssal darkness…. Cold crept against her as a menacing presence. Dangerous and seductive came a mans voice which spoke to her from somewhere out in the darkness, close as if against her ear he sounded… his voice partly familiar, partly alien and entirely malevolent:
"Nicolaskaya... my old -friend- its been too long since we last spoke..." His voice bit deep as none others could.. a mockery of its once solemn but noble demenor.. "we should get in touch.."
She turned to face whence the voice had come, and there wreathed in darkness hovered the visage of Drake, sword again sheathed at his belt. His voice was familiar yet menacingly alien as it came again "Be wise in your actions m'dam.. your friends very soul hangs in the balance but of my whim"
The darkness drew deeper... colder.... and the darkrose shivered but could not retreat..... her gaze froze upon the man before her… the visage of a man she loved…Drake…only now there was that about him which was not right…She had longed to be with him, but not like this, this was so hard for her…her eyes moved down to his side, to the sword before she returned her gaze to him and then asked….
"Why have you taken my childe...what is it you want of me and why hath thee forsaken our bond?"
More and more the dark few hours past he, the entity entwining his power over and becoming one with the Seraph ~ this lost daemonic soul held not so fast now, within the archaic relic of steel ~ had come to relish the imagry of the spider.. how like the creature he hid his silvery traps so openly... and so like they to blindly crash into them again and again... the pain.. the fear.. the confusion... it was delicious.. but something more so caught his attention now.... -their- attention... as the blade had by now all but fused with its wielder.... This woman.. so proud.. strong.. certain. He hovered there in his icy pit simply gazing at her.. attempting to feel what it was she was after... At first he assumed she had come for the girl... but though while worried... he could taste something else.. and it bit into him painfully. Seraph frowned.. the torrential voice emitting from the blade on his haulbrik.. his own lips not even moving……
"I ssseeek yourr undooing womaan... I sseeek to feed uponn your anguisshess and painss... One ssoo powerfull .. eternal... how long hasssit been ssince you felt the true bitter cold of losss.... Hee sssought your desstruction in gloriousss battlee... I sseeek only your exstinguissshment.."
Sliding his hand in front of him, cold gray eyes still locked onto hers.. Alexa's transparent being appeared... beautiful in her slumber.. She lay stretched out as if sleeping upon some invisible table at his waist...
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:24:54 GMT
« Reply #17 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:25am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Nicola's confusion was nearly overwhelming fora moment.. She had not known to what master the mark had belonged. The image of a blade had entered her conciousness when she held the ice in the corridor to her breast. She had not completely understood the correlation...until now in the darkness of the abyss, listening to Drake speak so cold and menacingly. She had never known him as this Seraph before, and definitely not possessed as with this deamon at his side… <eamon at his side> but she could now feel it as if like he had slammed that blade thru her breast… the powerful soul eminating from his side. She whom had never suffered from the chill of night now felt the stinging, biting cold of this place... her eyes locked with the now cold steel grey of Drake's and a deepening chill grew in her, THIS WAS NOT HIM... her gaze moved to the blade as she spoke..."I know not of any such glorious battle... I know only that you have taken both Drake and Alexa from thee... I know that you feed upon destruction...I see you because I once mirrored you.... but no more..."
She looked now to the image of Alexa which had appeared between them hovering in slumber at his waist...the shadow diamond resting between Nicolas breasts now began to emit a subtle lurid glow in the abyssal blackness...the power of the darkforge slowly begining to warm her and she yearned to reach out and to retrieve what she longed for...to have the both of them back...but now was not the right time and her gaze returned solely to Drake..... her mind sought pleadingly for his beneath that malevolent presence that she knew not... "How cometh thee to this blade of that which seeketh all beyond the gates of Ganzir... to destroy thy passion for life and thee.. fight it Drake, let it not hold onto thee"
His head tilted first with a mocking sadness, then he spoke:
" Poor... -child- ... whhyyy do you do thisss to your ssselff... you knoww what hass come to passs is irriverssible......"
She saw his venomous smile begin to fade out as this abyssal dark reality waned, flickering in and out of the dim light of Alexas room, reality was returning at his call…His gaze leveled on her, biting painfully into her as he spoke, her pain appearing to intoxicate him….
" Yoouu haavvee a choiccee... all isss not lossst for your kin... asss iss for you.... I offer a sssimple trrade... I ssshall return thisss childer.." Alexa's shadowy form emitted a soft cry of pain as if to strengthen this dire point of the situation…."And leavee your landss to your people... All I assk for is..."
~his hand moved outward for dramatic emphasis ~
" ....... you ......."
Grining, his other hand came forward motioning toward his captive…and the wavering vision of Alexa vanished with a tear seen on her cheek … as she faded from view, the cursed demon lying to and controlling her beloved Drake spoke out again in his assault…" I will give you time for the disspare to ssset inn... but we both know that you ssshall give in and.. be... minee... your dooomm my viiictory.." She saw the wraith-warrior shiver slightly and a a maniacle gleeful glint grew in his cruel eyes…" Go now.. and I will sssummon you whenn I feell readdy to reaap yourr paain to be my owwn.."
The abyssal darkness vanished and the flickering candle light of Alexa's chambers returned fully once again… her hand slid from Chrono's neck leaving the glyph there glowing a firey crimson echoed by the fire within the palm of her hand … her body collapsed against Chrono's as his words returned mid-sentence. Time had simply snapped back into place like the crack of a whip. The daemon spawned words from Drake had cut her like a knife twisting and grinding into her back, but these were not words of the true man she had knowne… The Drake she had knowne, had brought back in her the last vestage of her humanity....In him, she had come to know love again and had gone against the laws her world to make a sacred pact of trust. She longed for all she had lost with her mortality, and for him…she would not give up on him now, nor would she forsake Alexa to this daemon.
She slumped against Chrono before realizing her surroundings once again. Within a moment she regained her stature…she had felt the power from this ancient deamon, yes, he would be a challenge to be rid of, but she would fight him for she would have back that which she loved, the both of them, Drake and Alexa...From her sire she had gleened much knowledge of the world beyond the abyss of Ganzir, and of it's powers too.. but she would not revea this to that treacherous evil originating with the blade. She looked up to Chrono's but with a blank stare that went beyond into blackness…and with a determined steel she spoke in a dark tone…
"I shalt not let thee keep them, nor I…."
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This is the summary of a real time rp between myself and Stone_Seraph this last weekend. The plot grows, Where it ends up nobody knows..... -------------------------------------------------------------------- Thank you dear, Lets keep this going! I hope you like my take on this ... you get to transcribe the next one..hehe... For now, Au Revoir Mon Ami *blows a kiss and vanishes*
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:26:37 GMT
« Reply #18 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:26am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 64-Re: The Link Tanthis dec 1, 2003 0932
*Sensing there is trouble, he wakes up from his sleep and moves through the hallways making his way to Nicola his eyes for the first time showing concern for his only child. there in one of the rooms he spots nicola and walks up silently deciding not to use his vampiric ability but rather his power as an archdevil to hide the sound of his approach in addition to using shadow walk he masks his approach from all but nicola. Then stepping out of the shadows behind his daughter he places his right hand on her right shoulder in a manner that can only be described as comforting he squats down with her narrowing his eyes, though not at the man but rather the glyph on his neck then nods understanding what is happening. He then speaks softly to his daughter. "I know we have had our....differences and played our games in the past but that which has been happening here has made me realise that we are of the same blood and we need to put all our foolishness behind us and band together, but first you must tell me to whom does the glyph on that man's neck belong?" __ 65-Of Shadows, Hearts, and Magi, Secrets Untold... Nicol Dec 8, 2003 0008
The Lady Shadow stood in the doorway; She had been asking questions… questions, which Nicola was unable to answer, for her consciousness had been elsewhere. That left only Chrono. But now, Nicola took a step back…. Her eyes blinking a couple of times slowly, though she held fast by her sheer will of iron to the images of Drake and Alexa. Again her eyes closed. And again the site of the sword at Drakes side shone before her… whence there, and watching Drake, she had noted that it was not he whom spoke…at that, her attention had shifted to the blade at his belt… and what she felt before her was confirmed. Her karmic sight had allowed her a glimpse of soul emanating within the blade, and it surrounded him with a malignancy that had begun to penetrate him with its innately evil and destructive nature….in this brief moment, she studied it carefully and could sense it squeezing the life that was Drake, all as part of its attempt to cast out his humanity and become one over his body. Nicola's head moved side to side, gently swaying the silken combinations of waist length plaits and loose tresses that made up her dark hair. For the first time in centuries, true emotional pain marked her features. It was then she felt the familiar weight of a hand come to rest upon her shoulder…the voice that spoke to her came soothing as a dove yet with a certain metal known to it…her eyes opened and she turned around slowly till she stood face to face with her sire, Tanthis.
Eyes once of angelic blue, hence turned amber in her embrace, were now as indigo as the night.. this time without the fires… and from one trailed a rivulet of vitae. It had been a long time now… but the memories were resurfacing… Once before she had stood ads this before her sire, with his wife Ashton there, then in the DemonsHeart castle… She had spent the night before on a hillside with Drake… having earlier fled once again from Darius.. She mourned the loss of her humanity openly…bleeding then as now. Tan did not know then why she lamented so, nor could he understand her anguish as she screamed out loud…. But this time, just as it had occurred before.. the tear fell from her cheek landing with a clink upon the stone cold floor as glistening ruby. For the first time in millennia she did not conceal her thoughts from him.
"I shant let this daemon have Drake, nor Alexa, nor I……not whilst will resides within me…and you are right, together we are stronger..the circle gives me much hope..The time for my dark one has come and past.. I must seek other avenues…for now, father; it is the tome of the DemonsHeart that I must consult…follow me then…… Our answers lie within the grimoire of thy father.. it is there I shall find the undoing of mine nemesis……."
Nicola's past had been a different one as she was not one of this world…but rather of a very arcane origin. Before her crossing of paths with her sire, Tanthis, on that stormy night in the Red Dragon Inn, she had been catapulted across a dimensional plane by her brother, Raethgir. Both of them had been the children of a race of sorcerers, humans bearing strong innate abilities…heirs to an ancient land of vast power, but falling to ruin and darkness….So at the hand of her elder brother, she escaped one fate, only for another… the remaining vestiges of her life before be the powerful glyphs within the palms of her hands….and unlike those of this world, she did not lose these powers with the embrace. It was in the hands of her sire, that she lost understanding of love, compassion and life… time took the rest…Hunters had been her favorite quarry until a fateful night when she appeared startling a certain one…this one rediscover her heart. Between them passed a promise… secretive and pure…she would not stain it.
"We shall free them" Resolute as steel now she stood and proclaimed this to her creator, within her heart she also spoke if only he could hear her < I shall free thee Drake > then turned with a sweeping motion to make her way past the door… her lithe form flew past Shadow and Chrono and down corridors into the bowels of the castle…when she paused before the stone wall at the corridors end, raised fingers drew the sign upon the air.. the glyph of the DemonsHeart… it glowed there.. lingering on the air, and she spoke:
"Scientia non est potentia, quae prologum potentia solidum est. Frontis nulla fides. Mundus vult decipi, ergo decepiatur. Nunc Arcanum arcanissimum…Carpe Noctem!" ((Knowledge is not power, but the prelude to power. Do not trust appearances. The world wants to be fooled, thus it is fooled. Open now the secret of secrets…Seize the night!"))
Before her, like heat rising off the desert, the wall wavered and vanished to reveal a heavy oak door with black iron hinges…old as it was, it made no sound as she opened and passed the threshold into the chantry of the magus…Once they were she held high her hand, with one command "Anzus Alguiz" and the glyph on the air withdrew in the air to her hand.. the door closing and the wall appearing again as before with those who followed inside. The ShadowMage_of_DemonsHeart had been well known and well feared even beyond the gates of Ganzir and among the Darkbane… though her identity has for long been a well guarded secret even from her sire…..Unrobed and without her igigi staff, she was for now adorned in the clinging silver of her silken gown and bare of foot, there she stood before the great book of shadows like an alabaster statue, resolute in her resolve… her hands resting a moment in reverence of the powers that be before drawing it open….. She knew now that what she sought would be there…and upon the arcane pages she found the mark and the name of…Suffering….
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:28:34 GMT
« Reply #19 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:26am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 66-Re: Of Shadows, Hearts, and Magi, Secrets Untold... Tanthis dec 11, 2003 0844
*He nod as he follows the last of his blood and smiles with pride at the determination and resolve of his daughterwhom he put through much terror and cruelty but that is the past, he thinks to himself*. As she incants he closes his eyes sensing the memories that flow through his daughter's mind and nods remembering that day and how easily he had bedded her in his dark embrace then reopens his eyes and gazes on the open pages of his father's book and bows in respect for the power held within the pages of this book he then narrows his eyes as he reads what his daiughter had just read and growls low*.
*So HE is the owner of the glyph which burns into the neck of Drake and as much as it pains him he must help his daughter save Drake*. "we will save them daughter and this is a LONG time coming but i want you to know that i am proud of you Nicola you are strong willed and you have a strength in you most can only dream about possesing"* __ 67- no post here __ 68-smoke and mirrors pureperfection dec 11, 2003 2358
She walks apon shadows her feet never touching the ground, as mysts suround her, the slight sound of a single tiny silver charm on her ankle the only sound heard. The shadows shift as realms adjust, her home and the homes of others she knows all hidden from the eyes of those who would seek to destroy them.....how easily she walked the shadows now, yet how impossible it was to her when she truely needed it....the thought a fliker from the past as the green eyes of a child flicker throw her mind as her feet stop, she stops trying to hold the image of the past wondering if by chance she had fount the right place. But knowing that to be impossible ....She looks to the trees around her a moment before closing her eyes and taking a slow deep breath reconecting with the ground under her bare feet and orienting her self with the land she now walks....a slight smile twists her lips....no wonder the memory flashed after centuries of forgetfull ness....the pendant on her neck warms slightly, the golden dagger looking to slice throw a heart of ruby...the darkheart crest once given to her long ago....she stops at the edge of the tree line looking up to the castle , her eyes following the towers and florets, remember what windows went to what rooms and where the rooms with out windows lay...the a slight scent circles her teasign her scences....."my my...." she closes her eyes taking an open mouthed breath as if to taste the very air....." so...he has returned.....and soemone else...." her eyes open slowly the normal bright ice blue a dull blue grey....."some one...new....but old....how very....interesting" She walks towards the doors slowly her black cloak shifting about her of its own accord, her bare feet now touching the ground but not making a sound as she walks slowly towards the doors.....her smile twists slightly a soft laugh forcing its way from her lips and not sounding quite right....almsot rusty like an old door left to long unused.....her lips shift as if in speech but no sound leaves them....though the words would be readable if any could see.....to play or not to play......to play or not to play...........then she stops as one foot touched the stairs....frozen in the embrace of the emotions of the castle.. the confusion surfacing first, then pain and anguish....so much so that her blood warms and flows threw her vains like the sweetest of wine..folowed by rage and a touch of revenge....but not normal revens....rightious revenge.....someones been wronged.....a woman....the feelings flow into her, her eyes warming to a dark midnight blue. "mymy it seemsss I shall have to stick around for a bit and see what elssse stirsss up....." her smile turns mischevious her hood shadowing the uper half of her face hiding the excitement glittering in her dark eyes....as she rests a hand on the door. __ 69-no post here __ 70-In the darkness Alexa dec 12, 2003 2116
Alexa woke up and turned her head to look around. She sat up panicing. She couldn't feel anything! Not the numbness amputees feel when they lose a limb, more like a person with no sight or sound or speech. She tried to speak and when nothing came out she clutched her throat. She saw waht appeared to be here room.. save for one change. There were NO doors or windows. There was an outline where the door should have been and cutains where her french balcony doors should be. But she felt no other minds, no other vampires, no other anything when she opened her mind. It was like being in a dream.
She closed her eyes and tried to hold back the scream she knew she couldn't voice and tried to remember what had happened. She had been wth Chrono. Then they had touched. Then... Her eyes flew open. Something had come into her mind then. She tried to feel or remember who or what it had been, but all she could manage was the vision of a sword and a pair of deark eyes.
Eyes you could fall into...
Eyes you could fall in love with...
All she could do was mouth the words..."Chrono... help me..."
She closed her eyes and layed back down curling into a ball to await whateer this nightmare had in store for her.
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:29:26 GMT
« Reply #20 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:27am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 71-Re: a quiet settles Seafoam dec 13, 2003 0444
~smiles at the woman as she is all wrapped up in her blanky... ~"I am well, and you?" ~yawns softly, stretching some, as she had been sleeping a bit....~ "it's been quite a while.."
oO(oocly, sorry i havent posted in a looong time, i keep forgetting to, as its been a hecktic month, and my brother's reserves unit was activated and may end up in iraq) __ 72-Re:[darkheart] Re: a quiet settles Alexa Dec 13, 2003 0450
I know how that works. Those who knew me five yrs ago know from oct 01 to nov 02 I was activated as well. I spent a year in Japan on security forces... I wish you the best of luck and well wishes to you and yours Sea... he will return safely I am sure... Melissa <human for Alexa> __ 73-ooc note to sea Pure dec 13, 2003 1053 My prayers and best wishes to you and your brother sea...from a lil sister whos been there for both her brothers during desert storm...We're all here if you need us hun and you know that..
Love Rose / The Pure One __ 74-re: ooc note to sea Nicol dec 14, 2003 0520 Ditto here Meg...keep strong and well always... *huggles*
your rp buddy, Courtenay __ 75-btw while we are ooc here Nicol dec 14, 2003 0532 Does anyone else besides myself NOT see the pic posted on the group main page? All I see is a little red x where the group pic should be... What's up with that? (That is why I changed it last time ~_~
C __ 76-re: btw while we're ooc here... Viscious dec 14, 2003 0553 Does it for me as well. I believe it's because of Yahoo's servers. Have you noticed that when you check to see someone's pic in their profile it does not work? That's why, it shall be fixed in time though.
Vis. __ 77-Abomination Viscious dec 15, 2003 0228 A man trapped in his own shadow, Viscious Sepelio lingered on the threshold of his own twisted reality. Caramel fingertips grasped the unknown creature, his nails embedded into it's skin creating thin streams of crimson liquid to lithely dance along the torso of this reptilian abomination. This creature had not uttered a word and for this, Viscious held some sort of respect but he also had a mission to complete.
His memories seemed lock behind a thin gossamer veil, one that had been so long that he could not find the ending piece to lift it up, Viscious shook his head and pushed forward. He could feel the air particles bombard against his bronzed colored skin, his piebald of raven and silver locks whipped about like a Cobra's tails as he now seemed to use his blood to open a void. No sound emerged from it's appearance as he entered and exit. His presence only known by an occasional crucifix in the cantry, which had been bent by his blasphemic nature, symbolically disrespecting the Creator for making him into such a distasteful being.
His attire was adorned in a thin layer of leather from head to toe, accompanied by the Ethereal Chains which restrained his physique until it's removal. Thin sculptured lips departed as grey orbs caught a glance of the toothsome Nicolaera,"..Mind telling me what -this- thing is...?" He bowed his head as he tossed the reptilian abomination on the boards of the wooden floor. The dim light casting several shadows about it's profile yet the propulsion of blood from it's wound could clearly be seen despite the room's obscurity. __ 78-thanky Seafoam dec 16, 2003 0019 Thankys to you all, and now back to the RP ~chuckles LOL~
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:30:16 GMT
« Reply #21 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:27am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 79-(ooc illness) Stone dec 16, 2003 1617 oO( I just recently returned from out of town.. and on top of that.. I have come down with something near worthy of hospitalization. I am very sorry about not posting but it will have to wait a moment longer. I am ecspecialy sorry to lady Alexa whome I took captive only to vanish.. I will return withen the next two days without a doubt.. and again.. very sorry. __ 80-Re:[darkheartcastle] btw, while we're ooc here Lady Shadow dec 16, 2003 2216 the home page pic comes up fine on mine... __ 81-Re: (ooc illness) Seafoam dec 17, 2003 0341 sorry to hear about that. hope your feeling better soon. __ 82-Re: (ooc illness) Nicol dec 17, 2003 0815 o0(WB'eth! ~hands you a hot toddy~ Hope you'll get to feeling better soon!...
Melissa (Alexa) made it here yesturday - verah cool lady! I need to post also, so I will try to do that tonight ^_~
Stay comfy, C) __ 83-Dreams to come raethgir_raegin dec 17, 2003 1552 Greetings to all. I hardly ever post, because i hardly have time. Its nice to read all the posts and see whats going on. But sometimes it gets a bit confusing wouldn't you say? You wouldn't mind to freshen me up would you?
as always,
dream of dreams once undreamed.
Raethgir Raegin __ 84-no post here __ 85- REFRESHED Dreams to come Alexa dec 19, 2003 2119 <huggles> welcome back Reath... we all missed you I am sure, though perhaps Alexa a bit more <winks giggling>
Anyway, quicky synopsis...
Stone Seraph has been possessed by a meanny sword which caused him to return to the castle in search of destroying Nicol. Alexa felt his rage and presence and came to see what was up. She managed to stop him with help from Chrono who had been out back in the garden and heard Alexa scream when attacked herself.
Stone managed to escape from teh ice prison he was placed in as the others showed up and Nicol's still sleeping body was placed in a hidden room away from harm. In the ensueing escape, Stone reached out to posses and "mark" Alexa. But Chrono pulled her out of the way and got burned himself with the mark on his throat.
While things calmed down, Alexa took Chrono to her room to help heal him and give him a change of clothes. In the course of it all they happened to kiss at which point, the possession passed from Chrono into its given target... Alexa. Who screamed then fell into a torpor like coma.
A maid saw only the kiss and then Alexa "die" and rose to alarm the whole castle.
Where we stand now... Chrono has been accused of "killing" or at least harming severly, Alexa. Nicol figured out it wasn't his fault and she and Tanthis are in their chantry deep in the castle looking for a way to 1)free Alexa's spirit from the darkness she is being held within and 2) to get Seraph unpossessed from this evil sword.
Alexa has no champion as there is sitll suspicion on Chrono in his part in it all. And poor Nicol is torn between saving her step daughter and the man she once loved (Seraph)
That should bring you up to speed pretty much. Things have been slow with the holidays.
Can't wait to see your posts hun, Welcome back too
Alexa
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:31:12 GMT
« Reply #22 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:27am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 86-Re: REFRESHED Dreams to Come Seafoam dec 20, 2003 0144 ~chuckles~ hey cool now i know whats going on.. thanks for asking dear, ~smirks~ hmm maybe now i'll be able to figure out how to rp in here again. __ 87-waiting.... Pure dec 20, 2003 2353 Is still waiting for someone to beguin the story line again....... __ 88-a vote... ooc lady Shadow dec 21, 2003 0111 ok i am going to leave this up to everyone...we need to get a king and then someone under us just in case something happens to us....so i guess just email back and say who you want to be king __ 89-Re: [darkheartcastle] a vote... ooc Alexa dec 21, 2003 0408 <looks around and figures the guys comments to her at work are right about being more of a "man" than most men> Can I be king? <smiles and holds her hand up> Been told for a chick I got some big "one".... lol Alexa Just Alexa __ 90-Torture Unbearable Raethgir dec 21, 2003 1036 ~The Twilight cascades down on the columns of the castle as if revealing a dark silouet, the darkheart castle. A beautiful sight to see indeed. The charming estates of castle over it a granduer too gracious for mortals or even sometimes the unlikely immortals. haha. But enough of that.~
Knock Knock.
~A silent feminine man of european descent stands outside the door, dressed in royal gothic robes french and english design. A silent and pale man, but don't let his sickly appearance scare you or even bother, for it is his eyes that attracts you. He silently and patiently stands at the door, his back turned to who ever wishes to greet him. He silently looks up at the twilight of the moon. The moons beauty surpasses that of even the most elegant and beautiful of mortals. His eyes lightly glow a bright neon green as he watches the moon, silently watch the world from its throne. His eyes view its power, as the moon views his own, once a simple mortal, turned, turned to endure pain forever, to endure love forever. He silently whispers to himself, "The Twilight is like my life, forever lost around people, they see me and love my beauty, but do they really know my purpose, to live forever and to be forever, but will they honestly ever know me in time? I question whether or not the moon enjoys itself, sitting upon its throne in the night sky, surveying the world with its ultimate knowledge and power. But I am like the twilight, a light in a darkened world, with no love and yet pain." As the silent man speaks his eyes flare lightly from a bright green to a dark blue, but as he finishes his words they return to their original bright green. He looks to his palms, the runes embedded into his hands still silently glowing their crimson red, swirling with so much energy. He smiles lightly, "Why do you love pain? Why do you love it? Why do you hate it? What is pain? Its your power. Thats what you are. It is your purpose as you are my purpose, to absorb it. Pain is my power." He silently sighs to himself and waits with his back turned to the door.~
Thanks for the story update.
Sincerely,
Raethgir Raegin - Brother of Nicole. The only reason he still lives. __ 91-shadows that suround Pure dec 21, 2003 1638 At the aproach of another she had steped aside into the shadows of the alcove her cloak surounding her and shrouding her in darkness...she watches threw the shadows at the aproach of raeth and a slight smile twists her lips...she listens in silence as he stands not 4 ft from her and tils her head to the side.....her voice soft and lilting as she whispers "Odi et amo, quare id facere forasse requiris...Nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior" (I hated and I love,perhaps you ask why I do it...I don't know, but I feel it and I'm tortured.) The cloak shifts back around her like moving shadows the hood still hiding most of her face but her iridescent smile showns clearly...." MYMY...and I see I am to come apon all sorts of surprises on this visit...."Turns looking back to the door as a servant opens it and breezes past the servant and into the main fourier.... __ 92-Shadows Raethgir dec 22, 2003 0349 ~Standing silent and still, smelling that strong and elegant perfume from her, a smile had appeared on his face. A silent whisper to himself, "you don't know what pain is." He still stands silently awaiting a certain someone to greet him. He chuckles slightly.~ __ 93-Re: Shadows Nicol dec 23, 2003 0003 She read the last passage that marked events leading up to the previous binding of the one known only as Sufferering into the sword..... her eyes rose from the page as a low growl surfaced from over her shoulder; it had come from her sire, Tanthis, and he had just read that same passage..His words lingered at her conciousness before fading.. it had been long since she had heard his speak in this way..
*So HE is the owner of the glyph which was burned into the neck of Chrono..we will save them daughter and this is a LONG time coming, but I want you to know that I am proud of you Nicola, you are strong willed, and you have a strength in you most can only dream about possesing"
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:31:59 GMT
« Reply #23 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:28am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The words he spoke caused her to turn searching eyes towards him……… for a brief time she appeared as if she would smile while his words echoed her conciousness again………<a strength in you most can only dream about> But the tender moment between the sire and childe faded with the sudden appearance of Viscious………she spun, facing him.. indigo eyes beneath long lashes darted directly to the stranger.. and likewise, her demeanor hardened into a resolve of steel……… Her gaze now rested solely onto Viscious. She remained statuesque and expressionless as he bowed his head and dumped her dark messenger onto the floor before her……and it was bleeding...
She looked down onto it before once before leveling her gaze back to the tall bronzed vampire standing before her…… with a nonchalant wave of her hand, from which subtle red light shone, the creature faded wraithlike into shadow from which it had come.
With the confidence of nobility, and dulcimer tone of an angel, she spoke to the stranger revealing a slight expression of amusement with a question of her own:
"Seeing it is thee whom hath entered My domain, unannounced and without a proper introduction……… to what interest is this of your's…………?"
Her eyes remained steady on Viscious awaiting his reply ………her demeanor demanded it, but in a subtle and graceful way. At the edge of her awareness she could now feel the presence of her brother nearby……and she spoke to his mind thru that connection reserved soley between blood~ sire and childer..she had called to him silently, for his return, now he was here……her words would echo with a haunting tone to his conciousness <my dear brother, I am below in the chantry, and have been awaiting you… join us………>
---------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------------------- (OoC)Happy Yuletide Greetings to You All! I appologise for the delay in my postings, but, I should be here more frequently now ^_^ Let's turn it up a notch!.. OH and btw, Melissa and I have been talking of starting up a live online DH rp every other week in chat. Soooo, everyone give us some feedback on which eve is best for you ok?
Dusty~ Raeth's sister cannot come to the door, because she is downstairs in a sealed chantry, he'll have to go there to find her ...lol __ 94-Re: Shadows Seafoam dec 23, 2003 0417 ~as she sits on the couch, she senses a familiar soul... one that calls to her heart... stands wrapping the blanket about her shoulders once more, as the castle is always chilled, for her siblings have no need of heat... walks towards the front door, spotting the one who calls to her heart, and the blanket drops from her shoulders as she hurries to him, wrapping her arms about his waist...~ "Rage.. your home." __ 95-Re: Shadows Viscious dec 24, 2003 0924 The ethereal chains had remained at it's place on the ground, gradually coiling around his physique like the thick and potent muscles of an anaconda ready to squeeze the very life out of it's victim, "..There is no introduction for the dead. Now for the lack of hospitality, shame on you, but that's what I get for talking to a female. Now if you /don't/ tell me what this thing is, you'll have something in common with this creature..." His lips were lethargically pulled into a cuning smirk as those tresses of obscurity lay in front of his countenance like the shade of Sin,"..Come now...What is this object which seems to emit such large portions of energy?" He pondered for a moment, mentally wagging from his own private elysium,"..I'm only here to collect m'dear. . Something like that shouldn't be put in the wrong hands. . especially the hands of a female." Viscious was not sure if Nico wanted to keep the blade for herself but he would simply expropriate it at all costs. "..Come now m'dear....We have much...much to talk about..." His voice was ageless yet it gave away the accent of a Roman but he was much much older than any Caesar. "So my question is, will you assist me in extracting this blade or do I have to hand you your head...? It's not a trick question.........Really it isn't...haha.." __ 96-Blood Connection Raethgir Dec 25, 2003 0123 ~He silently stands there, Sea, holding him tightly, he smiles to her and closes his eyes, returning the embrace. He slowly wraps his arms around her as if the great wings of a celestial. He lightly blows in her ear a whisper, "It is good to see you too." He lightly kisses her forehead but is drawn beyond Sea. He slowly releaves himself of the embrace and walks past her. He stands still for a moment, his eyes closed. He lightly kneels down to the floor, a cold floor. He rests his hands upon the floor, his runes begin to give off a bright crimson glow, its energetic flickers reflecting from the floor, lighting up the area in a dark red. He opens his eyes, his iris' dark red, almost black. He lightly leans his nose against the floor, he silently smells the floor, grabbing several familiar scents, a smile appearing on his face as his runes cease to glow brightly, his eyes shifting to their normal glowing green. He stands and begins to releave himself of his heavy robes. He lightly hangs them into nothing but extra dimensional space within the shadows around him. He rubs his tattoo covered right arm with his left naked arm. He lightly rotates his head, his neck slightly popping, revealing the tattoo on his arm continuing around his neck. He wears a simple black leather vest and black vinyl pants, no shoes. He silently looks around the main hall. His mind opens up instantly with his sister. "I can feel you, it exuberates me." He smiles and looks to his hands as his runes begin to activate with a different color, his runes sensing his sister's. "I smell you. I was long dead, but as long as you live and need me, I will continue to live. It is a curse but a gift as well. As long as I love you, I live. You called for me and I return to you, your brother, your guardian." He begins to follow his nose and his runes, pin pointing his sister's exact location.~ (Arriving where ever Nicole wishes)
This is fun.
Raethgir Raegin
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:33:27 GMT
« Reply #24 on: Feb 25th, 2013, 01:28am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 97-Of relics and seekers... Nicol dec 25, 2003 1852 Her attention remained fixed for the moment on the vampire Viscious, even as her brother, Raeth, appeared at her side; his voice in her mind lent to her a renewed strength and she answered him..< be patient my dearest brother, soon I shall share why it is I have called thee.. be it knowne for now, that there are forces at work which seeketh to bring us down> she elaborated no farther.
One hand still rested upon the Tome of Demons Heart –the pages beneath her fingertips laying witness to daemons binding a daemon. As she listened to Viscious, it became clear to her that he was after the relic itself and not those to whom Suffering currently held in it's grasp of depravity, but.. it was also clear Viscious would stop at nothing as a means to his end. For the sword itself and the bastardling bound within it, she held neither desire nor care, but..she was not about to let anything threaten Drake or Alexa. This much was obvious to the point that Viscious' threats against her person went by all appearances, unnoticed.
Her hand rose from the arcane tome, and it took on a faint glow - at which time the hide bound tome closed and vanished from sight..not merely invisible, but tucked away in a secret location. She turned, facing Viscious full on, her chin lowered as one corner of her lips drew back into a sultry, mocking smile...in the accent of her speech, a hint of Eastern European and a hint of the unknown blended into a deceptively angelic tone
" So.. ..it is but a mere relic you seek.."
Her eyes moved down his form, following the ethereal chains that bound him, then back up along the curvature of his form.. a curious one this old Roman was she thought.. her gaze leveled back to his and her demeanor hardened to steel once again..
"I hath no desire to possess this cursed relic of which is you seeketh to possess - it hath become but a thorn in my heart, however.. I will not allow thee nor anything else to bring to harm those to whom it binds as captives..I seeketh only their return to me and without harm.. Get thee not in my way on this matter..and you are free to pursue that which you desire to hold.."
She left this last sentence dangling as she knew not the name of her unruley new guest ..her shadow servant was now returned to the wraith it once was; it was gone now, as well as from her thoughts,therefore... she made no further acknowledgement of it.
"As to my hospitality...."
Her hands made a graceful gesture to encompass her domain and her kindred at her side
"Cross not thy hostess and I assure thee I can be most gracious... now...introductions be the order this dark eve, no?" __ 98-old friends Pure dec 26, 2003 1548 She stops in the entrance hall looking it over momentarily and notiving the black sealed cracks running threw them all and the stairs.."mymy sssuch ssweet reminders..." turns as sea sweeps past to raeth then watches raeth disentangle himself before disapearing... Raises a single arched brow before looking over sea..."hello my dear..long time no see..." smiles gently for sea, a kind sweet mask perfected throw the yrs, while emotions slowly left her or were locked away....then again nothing has stayed locked lately...Walks over to sea kissing at her cheeks but not touching her remembering her specific talents and not wishing to harm her.." simple warning my dear...do not touch me as it may prove painfull..and please..do not try to read me...there is but a weak barier to protect those about me but to try and pass it may over load even an anchients senses..." The warning simply put for sea was always one of her friends...and emotion more remembered and respected than felt....being around her feels more like being around a cool breeze to an empath, empty and leaving you with a slight shiver......"well it seems that all are busy else where within, why not return to the main room and see if we can scare up some hot tea for you...." a slight hand gesture towards the main room at the sugestion her senses pulling back to block out most of the feelings coming at her, already knowing where most reside at that moment but not wanting to know any thing further for the time being...... __ 99- no post here __ 100- A mere relics? Viscious dec 26, 2003 1753 The heavy Ethereal chains became imbedded in the wooden floor beneath Viscious creating almost a small indentation of it's presence in the cantry. His bronze countenance remained stern while hidden crevices of his facial appearance seemed heavy like the heart of Lucifer,"You must of forgot that you hold no power anymore. . And if it was a -mere- relic, your friend would be here unharmed...You new vampires never cease to amaze me especially when you are boxed into a corner as it is. . Never order me around either or the next time you feed will be without your incisors."
Dark orbs roamed towards the newcomer and gave him a nod despite having threatened his companion earlier,"..Good eve....The name is Viscious......." The Roman accent had diminished as soon as his lips uttered his name. A sigh erupted from his lips as a thin breeze seemed to brush against his dark picturesque skin. A luminary individual despite the errie shroud which accompanied his soul for several years, ". . . Yes now what will we do about this relic m'dear?"
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Post by Admin on Nov 10, 2014 10:34:16 GMT
« Reply #25 on: Feb 26th, 2013, 01:38am »
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 101-A spot of tea or the boston tea party... Seafoam dec 27, 2003 0459
~smiles softly, happy to see him again, knowing that she's really not the one he was looking for, but happy to see him none-the-less. Smiles to Pure.. "it is good to see you as well pure. I see Time has treated you well as always... And i will remember your advice.." smiles softly, as she walks towards her blanket picking it up and draping it back over her shoulders. As pure invites her to find a cup of tea, she smiles.. "a spot of tea... Sounds Devine. I havent had a good cup of tea in a long time." Smiles as she turns slowly towards the kitchen... __ 102-invite raven_heath_blood dec 27, 2003 1319
~=he moved from the trees of the wooded area. Lean shoulder touched light against the last tree. Lanky arms curve over his thin chest. Ice eyes shifted down onto the castle. He watched quietly taking in the coming and goings. Fatigues hung low off his hips, as black cloth of a shirt came down to just brush beneath his chest. His hair was blonde with purple painted streaks through it that touched just at shoulders. Within the right delicate eyebrow he wore a skull earring. That matched the earing that hung from his lobes. He had other piercings that were hidden as well as his tattoo. At his hip looped through a way too big belt was his combat knife. A matching mate was stuck in his harley boots. He had the air about him of wreckless wildness in short he could be trouble. He had soft boyish features except the slight twinge of careless that swirled within those odd blue eyes. There was a look also in those eyes that showed it would be foolish to be on his wrong side. The tone of flesh didn't give away his blood he could be a thousand different bloods, or was it his discpline hid what he was really? His background couldn't be traced.
Lips twitched into a half grin. He didn't know what reason for the invite. He saw nothing unusual about the place but that it was a castle stuck out from the city a strangeness. He could smell them all of his kind had a certain smell didn't matter of what blood. His slender body shifted as he continued his studying of this place he didn't know existed. As he shifted the light cut marks seem to flash against his lanky form. Tongue dabbed out to run over dry lips as he pondered where his hunting mate was. He wanted to talk about this. And Falcon was the only one he trusted. The only one he allowed close enough to him. Eyes shifted down to gaze at the nylon banded watch. Hand fiddled idly with his knife, a habit he had, no threat as long as the thing was sheathed. Well he could wait more, it wasn't like he had anywhere important to go. =~ __ 103- Darkness breeds creatures that plague mortals nightmares... falcon_sinai_blood dec 28, 2003 0330
Night caressed over the land , warming like a woman`s touch...welcomed among the creatures of the darkness , stars that glittered like tiny crystalline tears to dot over the ebony canvas to be lit only by the sultry glow of the moon. Glowing tip was first to be seen even before the male figure slithered into view, almost liquid in form as limbs swayed , roguish beauty in immortal form , inhale on cigarette lit his features in the darkness and sent a whisp of acrid smoke spiralling to the heavens. Stride unhurried even knowing he was late , upon leaving their haven for the night he had told Raven he would meet with him later , business needed tending to and once complete he agreed to join up with him in this stark forest bordering the city .
They were an unusual pairing both meeting by chance one night Falcon himself nearly falling prey to Raven`s blade but as years passed the two simply grew close, inseperable hunters of the night and predators amongst humanity. He had sensed the others presense , lips curved into a smile as he pulled once more on the tobacco stuffed stick before casting the withering nub onto the path, Falcon was the less reckless of the two, quieter , a sultry beauty that was more content to study from a distance, charming , seductive , a lethal combination of man knowing what he wanted he always would get.
Black leather encased lower limbs within which his matching boots vanished , torso draped in the latest of fashions , a simple grey silk shirt embedded with fragments of silver thread that lay partly unbuttoned and sleeves rolled to elbows. Shimmering emerald green orbs that many before had drowned within as their life dwindled like an extinguished flame , lips mounds lush that added to the appeal to his visage , locks lengthy and the strangest of color , deep burgundy that spilled like wine over his shoulders and stirred in the nights breeze.
This what would greet many , deathly calm , emotionless but for flickering glimpses that he gifted to Raven , and so it was a smiling man that strolled out from the trees.."You know what I said about playing with knives Raven"...his voice smooth as satin peeled out across the darkness to fall upon the ears of ebony haired man he approached.. __ 104-and the feelings remain Pure dec 28, 2003 1713
Follows sea as she walks into the main room, My lips moving noislessly and my shifting cloak falls to the floor and forming into my own shadow waiting for to be called again into use. Stops a moment dressed in her usual shaphire lace floor length skirt, slit up both sides to high thigh and slung low on her hips. Her double sided crystal dager running from her knee to her waist the emerald middle hilt straped to her thigh, her shirt ending just below her brests, high necked and long sleved ending in simple lace kid gloves. Her two inch wide golden collar in place. I remove a single glove as sea turns towards the kitchen, my hand lightly resting on one of the chairs absorbing the memories it has seen (for those that care for following the rules its auspex lvl 3 spirit touch)her perfect smile twists mischeviously, she walks to follow sea her hand brushing over a table by the wall befor esettling on the kitchen door and walking into the room. Replacing her glove she walks over towards the cupboard pulling down the cups and stuff needed...."please..sit..it looks like its been very busy around here...." she smiles as she makes the tea her back to sea before turning and carrying the tray over to the table, setting it before sea and pouring the two cups. "here soemthing hot to warm you, your almsot shivering right out of your bones...." her smile twists for a split second before returning to normal as she takes her own seat and cup....." I understand that many have returned home rescently.....im curious....who is the old one i feel but do not know??" she sits back slightly, her legs crossed, one hand on her cup the other lightly fiddling with the pendant of her necklace......
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Post by Admin on Nov 11, 2014 12:52:05 GMT
« Reply #26 on: Feb 26th, 2013, 01:38am » 105-Sweet Raethgir dec 28, 2003 2207
~Silently standing close to his sister, he watches the man in front of him. He patiently listens to he and his sister talk with one another, a light tension in the air. He smiles slightly and lightly chuckles within his mind, being considered a vampire was humorous to he. He silently watches the man speak to him. He silently runs the name through his mind, "Viscous... that sounds so familiar yet i cannot place it." He leaves his mind to rest and lightly bows to him. "Greetings Lord Viscious. I am Raethgir Raegin. Brother to Nicalear in my language, but known to you as Nicole. It is an honor to meet an old one such as you." He slightly bows once more and looks about the room wondering about its dark secrets, a smile upon his face. At that very moment, several memories flash and burst through his mind, his mind reaching out and feeling several minds within the castle, he lightly grits his teeth at the sheer burst of this rush. He lightly shakes his head, his dark hair lightly flowing all about. He silently looks as if someone is behind him. His eyes shift to an onyx glow, he silently whispers, "Purity."~ __ 106-Re: and the feelings remain Seafoam dec 28, 2003 2310
~smiles softly to Pure, as she offers her a cup of tea, sitting down in the chair, her blanket still draped around her like a cape. "Aye, it has been busy around here. So many of them are coming home." puts sugar in the tea, stirring it lightly, then takes the cup in her hand, and lifts it lightly to her lips, sipping the warm liquid, feeling the warmth through out her body. Tilts her head as pure askes about the old one. "The old presence you feel here would most likely be Lady Shadow... The true Primogen of darkheart." smiles softly as she sips a bit more of the tea, feeling the warmth spread through her body... __ 107- no post here __ 108-memories... Nicol dec 29, 2003 0138
Nicole flinched not a wink at the sudden flare up out of Viscious, she had rather expected it from one so arrogant as he. His demeanor affected her little as his actions were not uncommon for his kind..Vampires could be as rude as they could be gracious hosts. For her, time seemed to stand still for a moment, and she reflected upon his choice of threats..she grew quiet and her gaze shifted over to Tanthis as the Roman's words triggered an old memory..
Long ago, when she was but newly embraced, Nicole was a guest of King Adrian and his mortal fiancée, the young woman who would become Nicola's most beloved childe as well as one of the most feared in the realm ~ Princess Storm. King Adrian was at that time a powerful eldar of the realm, and it was he whom she witnessed pull the incisors from the mouth of one of his own..
With a soft blink the cursed memory passed..
Turning from the conversation between her clansmen, she closed her eyes in search of the reason she had started this quest... it came to her and the grim memory was then replaced by another that flooding thoughts.. a far more soul enrapturing image and she embraced it earnestly..
the mid-summer nights breeze gently lifting lengthy dark strands Drake's hair across his jawline, He stood before her in the moonlight on a hillside..wind billowing his cape along his muscular form..his smile..his eyes.. and ohhh how she longed to step back in time and leap right into those eyes again.
She would give up a thousand immortal nights to bring back just one..
Her eyes opened but grew more distant.. she turned and walked from the room ..these memories holding to her like a dream.. her stride was trance like and graceful as she approached the large arched window of the great hall beyond.. it was opened slightly and she slipped through and out onto the balcony and into the moonlight.
The chilled air of early winter pressed layers of silvery gossamer silks against her curves and lifted her dark waist length hair into the wind..
Eyes once of blue now showne indigo in the night as she gazed out onto the grounds beyond the castle and down to the forest path
"Come back to me Drake.. "
she whispered into the endless night as if could only be that simple...... __ 109-Re: Darkness breeds creatures that plague mortals nightmares... Raven dec 29, 2003 0140
~=Raven smelt the smoke before he seen him, he sense the other before eyes could confirm it. Light did lips tilt up into a rare smile as he heard the whispers of Falcon coming. The wind had picked up to toss the dark curls of his head aimlessly against sharp jaws. The night spoke of hushed secrets, stories beginning and other stories ending. A slight shift of his slender body brought thin shoulder fully against the tree. Rough bark greeted pale soft skin of his arm. A purr teased across his lips at the slight stinging.
Now he listen to what mother nature with all her hidden secrets would tell him. Of course he would pretend not to notice, it had been a fun game since they had started the hunt of night. Slender digits laced with soft pewter rings splayed against his chest. Ice eyes bored down on the castle that they were invited too, he could smell something breeding on the air, something old or something new. It raced to feather against the trees in hushed tones. He wonder if they knew they even had vistors?
He heard that smooth angelic voice kiss upon the air and a grin spilled upon full black painted lips. He tilted sending a spray of onyx locks to cascade down over the abyss colored shirt, two crystal eyes peered at the form walking towards him. Hand came up to place finger gently against lips as nose wrinkled a silent hushing. His hunting partner had finally arrived, those glass like orbs ran over the other in an appraising manner, even a brazen manner, before those wild shimmering odd eyes came to rest on the man's eyes. His words purred pretty against the air, as one hand slipped down to play fingerpads against the hilt of his beloved weapon and toy.=~
"Mmm, you are late again. Knives? Praytell Sir, what ever do you mean?"
~=Eyes gleamed as words like satin caressed the night in a teasing tone. Such beauty and elegance was his hunting partner. The fellow always caught the eye. Now Raven himself had rougishly good looks, but was also ever so wild and wreckless. He was bold and brazzy.He also seemed younger of the two. There always seem to brew within those ice eyes a slight insanity,of a person not concerned for his own safety, infact welcomed troubled.
He felt the twinge of hunger again as he lifted hand and pointed down. The whispers of darkness still spoke those secrets like a woman's whisper to her lover. A soft teasing tone revealing only bits and pieces. Words once more left Raven's lips as sweet as honey as they melted into the wind softly=~
"What do you think Falcon? Do you think they know we are here? Can you hear the silent whispers of the night?"
~=He ignored the pull of hunger that started to spiral and burn within his gut as crystal eyes left the handsome face of the other to return their gaze upon the castle. He waited the silken voice of his pretty partner to give his own opinion and thoughts as fingertips continued to toy with the hilt of his knife.=~
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Post by Admin on Nov 11, 2014 12:52:43 GMT
« Reply #27 on: Feb 26th, 2013, 01:39am » 110-OoC... Oyez... FYI Nicol dec 29, 2003 2112
Just so you all are awares and that no one is caught off their guard by an angry swarm of n00bish little bees..
Nicola and her Sire (Tanthis) recently paid the NewDarkHeart's hive a little warning visit...
It was all going very nice and tidy 'til one little ic thing led to another, ending with Nicole transforming of their hapless kin into a very unhappy little toad...^_^ including bringing to their leaders resounding attention, some serious chinks in his leadership's armour.
Needless to say, every assassin they know is currently hunting a certain vampyress whom gave them a teasing little sting from the True Blood Darkhearts ^_~
mwuahaha! __ 111-lil stings Pure dec 29, 2003 2233
I personaly find it quite telling how the leader would not fight you him self...nor any of the clan...instead they "hire" someone else to do it for them......clicks her tounge.....very telling as to there character..... __ 112-Plesantries Pure dec 29, 2003 2246
Still toying with the pendant her nailes clicking it slightly as they seem to be longer and sharper than she normaly would keep them. "so the old lady came back huh......bout damn time....never meet her my self...but heard a lil bit about her long long ago...hell that was way back when I was still cursed....." lifts her cup pretending to drink simply for the apperance of normalacey for seafoam's sake. Hearing others moving with in the main room but not worrying over it quite yet, " no wonder every one is waking up...." (and no wonder the mists split and lead me here).........She closes her eyes a moment as random thoughts seem to cascade threw her head, though her face does not change expresion, she shifts threw all ranges of emotions from total and complete rage to calm or utter joy to complete despair..." yesss this will be interesting......i see raeth and nic are finaly awake....they were sleeping for the longessst time......and ...." a smile tilts her lips slightly as she slowly looking over the empty room though her eyes seem unfocused..." even tanthis has come back......now that is almsot more shocking than any other, id of like to of seen his face the first time he walked threw the doors and ate his own vow at the same time......." her smile turns mischevious her eyes lightening to an ice blue.." yess that would of been quite the sight to see..." __ 113-Re: Plesantries Seafoam dec 30, 2003 0232
~smiles softly at her, setting the teacup down upon the table, reaching her hands up to her head, taking her jaw in her right and placing the other on the top of her head, cracking her neck... "ahh much better..." picks up the cup and sips it once more... "aye... there has been so much change in the last few years, that its been hectic around here... And I'm glad to see the changes around here." sips the tea once more. "and aye it is nice to see Tan back, as he always surfaces to do the right thing... even after something bad happens.." smiles softly, shifting in her seat a bit to get more comfortable. __ 114-Re: Plesantries Tanthis dec 31, 2003 2228
*He grins as he slips out of the shadows having hidden his presence from them so he could listen in on their conversation and looks to the woman Sea is speaking to.* "Ah so you know of me and my vow to never return huh? that's funny because i have no idea who you are besides sea is right i may still have resentment for what happened in the clan but the time is right to start afresh do you not agree sea?". __ 115-A time to think Chrono jan 2, 2004 0123
Walking out of alexandras room slowly closing the door carefully, chrono walked down the empty hall way, unblinking as his eyes just stared down at the floor unable to take in whats happened. comming out to the main hall and chamber, chrono looks around and just sits down on a chair and props his head on his hands and sighs heavily. Being a mortal at times sucked worse then anything he had felt in his entire life __ 116-shadows speak Pure jan 1, 2003 1605
Her smile shifts slightly a touch of pleasure crossing her face at the sound of tan's voice falling from the shadows, only to dissapear at the mention of him not remembering her......a briefe look of shock along with a flash of intense pain that breaches her bariers, before she looks back to sea and smiles again, her control back in place. " My my and shadows speak....Im sorry if my knowledge of your history makes you uncomfortable...." drops the pendant back on her chest and carefully setting the cup down. " then again, most do not feel comfortable when voices suddenly rise from the shadows at there backs." nods gently to sea..." if you will excuse me mi dear...Im sure you will be safe in milords' hands. I have been scouring the realms looking for one of my books that has seemed to be left behind somewhere...I beleave I shall check the room up stairess that I usualy use and ssee if I have left it there..." Stands slowly and walks to the door ehr gold white hair swaying loose down her back as she whispers softly in an old demonic tounge the back wall seeming to split open with bright blue light pouring threw, the other end of the portal opening into a bed room in one of the highest towers of a mostly unused wing, as she walks threw they both close behind her leaving her standing in the dark room.................A small wave of the hand and a small branch of candles on the bed side light. Her voice sounding harsh as it echos off the small rooms walls the incant sealing and binding the room......no thoughts in, no thoughts out........ She turns walking over and locks the bed room door............ __ 117-Re: shadows speak Tanthis jan 1, 2003 1954
*he widens his eyes as hesees the portal now realising who it was that Sea was speaking to then looks down a look of hurt at his own words crosses his face then he looks to Sea then sighs "i will be right back Sea i must correct this mistake immediatly for to delay would be wrong but i shall be right back". He thenlooks to the wall sweeping his left hand across his body opening another portal and follows who he now knows is pure to the room in one of the highest towers in the unused wing he enter the portal trying to think of what to say to pure. "Pure forgive me i did not recognise you i am sorry for what i said and no it dosn't make me uncomfortable when some one knows of my past if i know that person....however i do not like it when i am talked about behind my back and before you say anything we both know that until i spoke you did not know i was there." __ 118-Disappearing shadows Seafoam jan 1, 2004 2204
~looks surprised to see tanthis revealing himself from the shadows, sighing softly as she sees the hurt in pure's eyes... her head nods to tan as he goes to talk to Pure... shaking her head at the mess, as she finishes the last of the tea, pouring more into her cup, and stirring sugar into it, waiting patiently.~
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Post by Admin on Nov 11, 2014 12:53:23 GMT
« Reply #28 on: Feb 26th, 2013, 01:39am » 119-Shadows are a good thing Raethgir jan 2, 2004 0006
~Still standing there, looking into nothing. His memories running through his mind rapidly. His eyes slowly return to their bright green as he regains his consciousness. He looks to Viscious one last time and nods a good bye. He silently kneels down and smells the floor lightly. His eyes slightly phase onyx and back to green as he stands, hearing the small conversation in the kitchen. He lightly smiles, remembering familiar smells and he repeats a word softly to himself as he walks towards the kitchin. "Purity." Upon arriving in the kitchin he looks to Sea and smiles to her. He nods his head and walks to her and lightly rubs her shoulders. "It's good to be back here amongst the .... family." He lightly kisses her cheek and turns to were portals were made. He lightly holds out his hand as his runes begin to shift to an onyx and blue color. He lightly mumbles to himself as the entire scene shifts through his mind. He smiles lightly and then frowns hearing how the conversation ended. He lays his glowing hand upon his cheek as he lightly whispers a small spell to himself. The shadows appear to wrap around him and the area around him seems to mistify as his body fades into nothing and the kitchen appears normal once more, except a small inscription of smoke that slowly fades away, but leaving enough time for Sea to read it, "Whispers are silent songs, but voices are hymms of beauty. Sea, a silent whisper, but a voice in need of music." Within the tiny hall, the shadows appear to darken within a small area, mist appears in small circles, circling a small area, slowly a figure appears from within and the shadows begin to fade, the mist leaving. Raethgir stands silently in the hallway. He feels the room emminating secrets, emminating privacy. He smiles lightly respecting the reasoning. He silently walks up to the door and looks upon it. He lightly lays his hands upon it, knowing she is inside. He slightly smiles and slightly frowns. His eyes grow darker, his mind remembering old memories. He lightly kisses the door, and slightly sniffs at it. He removes his hands and leans back against the frame and slowly slides down onto the floor, he silently sits quietly on the floor. I will await her. He holds his hand against his face once more and closes his eyes and whispers, "Purity." __ 120-nightmares return Pure jan2, 2004 0117
After locking the door she had returned to the middle of the room droping her barriers and retreating into her own mind to try and repair the damage done by someones "good intentions" not realizing any had entered or was goign to enter her room she had released centuries of her memories once controled and behind locked doors now loose to roam free and terrorize her or any who might wander into her mind. Now loosed to fill the barriered room. As Tanthis walked into the room talking as he did, Pure was standing in the middle of the room her arms at her sides, her back to him......The second he had entered the room fully, a chill breeze swept threw the room, different objects gettign thrown to the floor be it from the mantle or table.....hundreds of emotions seem to fill the air and press in on him.. memories and emotions from centuries past push into his mind like shards of glass flying at him from all dirrections..... joy pain , happiness, calm, horror, despair.... The instant his mind is blasted by centuries of emotions and memories which at first have no effect but seeing himself in many of her memories brings up his own aeons of memories, from the time he was adopted until the end of his marriage to nicola, all hitting him at once along with the emotions he then grabs his head and falls to his knees screaming in agony. Retreating back into his own mindand raising a hasty barier to block hers out then make sence of his own he stops and looks up to her only to find her staring down at him with a look of horror across her face. Playing over her memories and forcing herself to remain detatched from them so as to put them back in place and close them back away, horrid reminders of her youth cross threw her mind mingleds with a tortured scream, The sound of it dragging her back but locked in a nightmare. Pure opens her eyes looking down to tanthis but seeing him as she had centuries ago shortly after she had meet him.......when she had first recieved her collar and curse.....Seeing blood where there is none and damage done by her hand that had healed centuries ago......"OOH god tan i swear i didn't mean it!!!!" the tears instantly falling down her face as she reaches for him but then steps backwards, her eyes widening in horror.. Tan looks up to pure, his lips twisting in a small smile..."you know pure if you had wanted me on my knees you had only to ask." thinking she had appologized for hitting him with her memories and such, watching her a moment and the looks of fear and horror in her eyes as he had not seen it since she was a mortal. Looks down to him self a moment noticing nothing wrong and wonders what has caused such a look till he hears her gasping her lips moving slowly..... Pure reaches up to her collar scratching and clawwing at the etched golden pieace. " NOOOO" she screams " I will not do it, I will not harm him for you. I will not kill for YOU!!!" She gasps for breath as she fights with the unmoving collar, her movements reminding tanthis of a time long ago. The memories fresh in his mind as he watches in confusion for a moment before it dawns on him of the time. Pure standing befor ehim but as a silver skined demon fighting with the same golden collar as it tightened around her throat, the mettal heating and burning her skin, the acrid stench seeming to fill his nostrils again with the memorie. Pure drops to her knees having moved to the oppisite end of the room still gasping and clawwing at the collar...."I..Will not..do your ...bidding...any more....." she tries to take a final breath but seems to be unable to as she falls to the floor and collapses into unconciousness......He quickly stands after watching in horror as pure claws at her neck and runs to her just as she loses conciousness and lifts her up gently the tears flowing from his own eyes as her head lulls backwards and gently places her on the bed and lightly touches then hidden ruins within the collars etchings, in the same pattern pure had once taught him, till the collar seems to split in two. Removing it gently and seeing the burn scars that still circle her delicate neck, why she had not removed them he did not know. Placeing his hands over the scratches but not actually touching he then closes his eyes and incants under his breath as a blue hue envelopes his hands the light glow spreading throughout the entire room and is seen easily through the gap under the door he then sends the healing energy into pure slowly, sealing the claw marks on her neck and stopping the bleeding.
(done in ic chat.....and your right...not the easiest thing to translate...lol)
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Post by Admin on Nov 11, 2014 12:53:46 GMT
« Reply #29 on: Feb 26th, 2013, 01:41am » 121-Re: Shadows are a good thing Seafoam jan2, 2004 0417
~jumps startled as rage appears in the kitchen, having been lost in her thoughts... tilts her head up at him as she hears him speak, smiling softly.. "aye tils good to have you back." watches him quietly as he fades once more, seeing the inscription, as she watches him leave the room, the words ingrained in her mind, as her thoughts turn to intrepret them.. sighing softly she puts her head in her hands, leaving the regular world, to travel to the world of her thoughts.. __ 122-Nightmares aren't mine Raethgir jan 2, 2004 0420
~Raethgir silently sits within his mind. Corrupted and filled with old memories. His mind running rampant. He finally realizes and breaks free to search her out and he senses everything within the room. He clenches his fists lightly and fights with himself to be patient, its none of his business. He curls up within his arms and silently cries to himself within the hall, not able to do anything for it is not his place. He silently lies on the floor repeating her name over and over. "Purity." His mind reaches out to the room on its own. He tries to fight back but cannot, his runes within his hand act on their own and instantly glow a bright blue hue, his hand slowly places itself on the door, raethgir trying his best to fight back, slowly a stream of blue energy slowly sinks into the room, through the door's gaps. As if a ghost silently swirling and wavering towards tanthis, his other hand clenches into a fist fighting back, but the energy continues and slowly creeps on to the bed, it wraps itself around Tanthis' hands, feeding him healing energies, helping him. "Purity." The light silently fades and Raethgir falls into nothingness, into insanity, into a subconscious nightmare, paralyzed and frozen, he lays upon the cold stone floor staring up into the ceiling, his eyes frozen cold onyx. His mind closed. __ 123-Revalation in Darkness Nicol jan 2, 2004 2306
Nicole stood at the edge of the balcony with a chill wind wrapping the long silk of her dress tightly against her body…the form it reflected in the moonlight revealed much of her curvaciousness. The breeze lifted strands of her long dark hair to dance against her shoulders, neck and cheeks as she gazed out into the moonlit world beyond.
She knew he (Drake) wasn't out there, or was he? More likely, he was still contained within that aboussu nether by the demon sword. And of course, she knew it was no ordinary relic, but neither was she ready to admit otherwise to the likes of Viscious, or any other whom may jeopardize her plans. She had left the chantry abruptly, though meaning no insults to any…but she HAD to gather her thoughts and sort all of this new knowledge out in some semblance of solace…She would go back soon enough and deal with Viscious..,but first she must think clearly. She had gleaned all she needed from the Tomb of the Demonsheart; for now she knew who lay within the confines of that archaic blade, and why…along with whom had bound the Daemonic Patron of Suffering into that rune clad iron…And who was now seeking it. The growl over her shoulder from Tanthis, let her also to believe that his own daemonic lineage had no doubt played a role in it… could this be one reason for Suffering's seeking her demise? What better way was there to get at her than through the one mortal man whom she loved so dearly as to have made the promise she had…and if that was not enough, it now held one of her immortal family as well.
Her arms crossed..delicate hands coming to grasp on opposing shoulders..eyes closed.. from somewhere up in the heights of the ancient castle, she also felt her brother's pain..his healing..and his love..she had been linked to him forever by the glyphs borne of another world and time.. Raethgir and Nicolaera were far older than those of this world whence they arrived here, and guardians of an ancient power as well, that did not perish with the embrace. Inate in her was this strong other-worldly magic, so much so that it was bound to her lifeforce be it in light or darkness, and it could never be taken. But for her fate in this world, there were legends of such being reversed…Of strong magics that restored life…
Her eyes then opened, first to the rolling hills, then down to the forest path.. As a tear formed in the corner of her eye, she turned her gaze for the moment up towards the tower where she felt her brother's torpor…then back to the hillside and forest.. eyes once more growing distant as the aboussu itself. And with angelic echoing tone she whispered not only into Raeth's mind, but to another perhaps listening also ….
< I have made my decision… I know what it is I must do…> __ 124-Sleeping Love Raethgir jan 3, 2004 1407
~Raethgir silently lies upon the cold stone floor, frozen as if in dream as if in a frozen or paralyzed state. The flood of memories eating away at his consciousness and subconsciousness, his mind having no where to rest but in paralysis. His mind silently rests in a timeless torture waiting for the memory flood to cease. His runes white and cold, his eyes closed. He looks as if dead upon the floor, looking as if he never lived at all. Immediately his runes begin to light up with a crimson glow. His life returning immediately at the sense of his sister. His eyes open with a flash, crimson red iris' light the hallway as if the sun. He slowly stands looking in both directions and blinks, his eyes turning to a bright green. His thoughts returned and cured for now. His runes light his entire hands with a crimson glow, the energy seeking out what it seeks. "She speaks to me, she dreams of me." He holds out his hands lightly and whispers a slight phrase to the 7 embedded runes in each of his hands. His body glows a slight crimson as his physical body begins to disappear and with a slight flash, he is gone. A bright crimson glow appears within the corner of the room, the runes within Nicoles' hands begins to swirl with crimson energy as well, as a flash booms across the entire room and the balcony, Raethgir appears as if from nowhere. He slowly walks towards his sister as the glow of his runes lessen but the power within progressively become more intense, the power so great that it cannot be contained and can be sensed easily. He slowly walks behind his sister and wraps his arms around her. "My sister. I love you beyond this realm and beyond all others. You are my heart and as long as your in this realm or any other realm i will be here. As long as you are alive or I am alive, we will both be held on to this world. It is a curse but a blessing. These runes hold use together, but that is not all, I love my sister. I always will, we are blood, but more. We are brother and sister, undying." He lightly rubs her shoulders and silently whispers a children's song they once enjoyed when they were first brought into their old realm. "Pearls of white and moss of green. Spinach was and is always mean. The tales are loose and without the old man's noose. Watch the stars and you will see, there it is, white and green. His hair golden and his hair white. I seek no other, but the fairy so bright. May the forces that we cannot see, bind us together, so we can be free." He silently holds her and lightly blows in her ear as he wraps his arms around her and rests his hands within hers, their runes silently caressing one another with their crimson energy. "Tell me sister, what must you do?"
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