Azure 007FFF
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- Posted: Thu, 26 Apr 2012 05:06:15 +0000
▌❝αʟтнαʟos❞ ▌
Void to feel,
Broken the wheel.
I am the reason you feel,
the reason you feel,
the reason you feel no more.
Broken the wheel.
I am the reason you feel,
the reason you feel,
the reason you feel no more.
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Instantly he noted the dragon's eyes search around for her most trusted: her rider. Athalos already knew where the demon was so he didn't bother following her gaze, knowing she wouldn't find what she was looking for. Being a hunter, Althalos was in tuned to a lot of things and could normally predict a prey's movement before it happened. Like stated before, he was no mind reader, but perhaps he was damn close to it. When the she-dragon's gaze finally stopped on him, her eyes instantly portrayed curiosity, as they should. After the mentioning of his name, it dawned on her, clicking into place who he was and what role he played in the life they knew of. Her hand was held out to him as if she expected a kiss to be planted there. Normally, he would have outright refused. He paid no such respect to anyone. Not even the prince unless it was called for, but instead he allowed his upper body to bend, his hand softly clasping her's as his lips brushed the top of her knuckles. Instantly after, her maid was dismissed into the party and Althalos watched her go. She was beautiful, but so were most fairies and the hunter had no interest in common prey unless he was being paid. Faes were normally easily captured or kill so the provided no interesting sport.
Taking up the she-dragon's offer, Althalos seated himself in the maid's seat across from the dragon, settling his cup on the table before them. "Correct. I don't have the time normally to stop and visit the prince's balls. My work depends greatly on timing, you see. As for your rider, you are correct. I brought something for the Prince and, since he's not here to see to it, Arceus is looking after it. I'm sure he'll return shortly, however, so do not fret." Taking a small sip of his wine, he gazed over the cup to the dragon, his eyes never leaving the alluring woman. He had to admit, she was as attractive, if not more so than the rumors stated, but Althalos had little interest in love or relationships at the moments. There were too many things to be done. Setting his glass back on the table, he followed Allirea's gaze to the dance floor where a song had ended and another picked up to take it's place.
Obviously the dragon envied the dancers because a moment later, she was on her feet. Again, she demanded respect by asking a commanding question. By her tone, he knew she was not use to being denied anything and he was half tempted to simply remain seated, but he was here on a break, not to stir up trouble. Standing, he followed the woman out onto the floor and into the crowd of dancers. Her movements should have been a tease to any man's eyes, but Althalos wasn't your normal man. Her snake like sways and succubus like movements were just about ignored as he face showed nothing but indifference. Even as the crowd stared and parted, Althalos merely watched in a curious fashion more than anything. As soon as the moment allowed, he stepped into her movements, following her step for step as if he had done this millions of times before. Reaching out, his palm clasped her hip to pull her closer as they swayed to the beat. For a moment, he had to wonder if the she-dragon was testing him. Unlike his other hunts, dragons were most intelligent and often toyed with those they deemed unworthy unless other wise proven. Perhaps that was what Lady Allirea was attempting to do. If that were the case, her tactics would surely prove fruitless.
Taking up the she-dragon's offer, Althalos seated himself in the maid's seat across from the dragon, settling his cup on the table before them. "Correct. I don't have the time normally to stop and visit the prince's balls. My work depends greatly on timing, you see. As for your rider, you are correct. I brought something for the Prince and, since he's not here to see to it, Arceus is looking after it. I'm sure he'll return shortly, however, so do not fret." Taking a small sip of his wine, he gazed over the cup to the dragon, his eyes never leaving the alluring woman. He had to admit, she was as attractive, if not more so than the rumors stated, but Althalos had little interest in love or relationships at the moments. There were too many things to be done. Setting his glass back on the table, he followed Allirea's gaze to the dance floor where a song had ended and another picked up to take it's place.
Obviously the dragon envied the dancers because a moment later, she was on her feet. Again, she demanded respect by asking a commanding question. By her tone, he knew she was not use to being denied anything and he was half tempted to simply remain seated, but he was here on a break, not to stir up trouble. Standing, he followed the woman out onto the floor and into the crowd of dancers. Her movements should have been a tease to any man's eyes, but Althalos wasn't your normal man. Her snake like sways and succubus like movements were just about ignored as he face showed nothing but indifference. Even as the crowd stared and parted, Althalos merely watched in a curious fashion more than anything. As soon as the moment allowed, he stepped into her movements, following her step for step as if he had done this millions of times before. Reaching out, his palm clasped her hip to pull her closer as they swayed to the beat. For a moment, he had to wonder if the she-dragon was testing him. Unlike his other hunts, dragons were most intelligent and often toyed with those they deemed unworthy unless other wise proven. Perhaps that was what Lady Allirea was attempting to do. If that were the case, her tactics would surely prove fruitless.
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Touch the taste,
the empty embrace.
I am the reason you run,
the reason you run,
the reason you run from here.
the empty embrace.
I am the reason you run,
the reason you run,
the reason you run from here.