PRIVATE RP ( for Libitine + [-R.a.i.n.b.o.w-] )

[Libitine]

Mab was gone in an instant, as if she had been only a mirage. Moira parted from her lover to look up into the trees around her, making sure she had just been seeing things. Salem grabbed her and pulled her close once again, where she found that warmth that she loved.

Out of no where, four large Gryphons jumped down from the trees, surrounding the young couple. One came from behind and picked Salem up off the ground, leaving Moira alone. It's claws dug sharply into his back as blood oozed from the wounds. The Gryphon carried him to a ravine, and dropped him in an instant, leaving him to fall to the water below. The other Gryphons distracted Moira until they too flew off and into the trees.

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Mab peered into her bed of crystals, watching Moira's reaction to her hanous crime. Mordred stood at a distance, with an arrow in his quiver, darting around as if there was 'an enemy' afoot. The queen smiled for a moment, but it vanished as her daughter burst into her corridors.

[[-R.a.i.n.b.o.w-]]

Moira barely blinked and suddenly she and Salem were surrounded by gryphons. Salem shoved Moira to the side as she shouted, "No!" Salem tried to hit one of the gryphons in the head with his fist, but missed. Another gryphon clawed him from behind and starting dragging him away. Moira's heart tore as she heard his cry of pain when the gryfon jumped him and she tried to follow, but the other gryphons got in the way. Moira released her magic on them, but they were clever always dodging at the last moment and then trying to strike if she made to follow Salem. Finally Moira no longer cared if they killed her and she ploughed into them recklessly. But the gryphons did not stop her and flew off. Moira followed the bloody and broken trail of where her love had been dragged. Moira reached the ravine and stopped in horror. They hadn't! Not Salem! her thoughts rejected. She squeezed her eyes shut so she wouldn't cry and then willed herself with all the power of her chaotic emotions to vapour and then she appeared the next instant on the banks of the river at the bottom of the ravine. She had always been able to appear and disappear at will. It was something Merlin would have learned eventually if he had stayed. But it was difficult for her and took a lot of energy since she was only half-fae. Moira started walking down the river bank looking for any sign of Salem. Eventually she gave up and she stood there defeated. She clenched her hands so tightly that her nails threatened to cut crescent shapes into her palm. I will not cry. I refuse! Her blood and emotions turned cold and she hardened her heart to crystal so she didn't have to feel any pain. This will make it easier to defeat my mother I suppose Moira thought. Fairy magic is at its strongest when its used emotionlessly and ruthlessly. Moira vanished.
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Mab watched her daughter's face as she entered. It was eerily civil and she could read nothing in Moira's eyes. Moira began silently building her powerful attack and spoke, "If there is anything you'd like to say to me. Do it now. You won't get another chance." Moira wound the power tightly together and thought, For you, Salem. Then she waited to see if Mab would say anything.

[Libitine]

Mab raised her right eyebrow and gently cocked her head to the side. "Moira, my dear," she said innocently. "Whatever are you talking about?" Mab built up her strength. She knew her daughter too well to know that this would not end in a fight between them. As much as Moira hated to admit it, she was the spitting image of her mother, right down to matching personalities.

Mordred put his arrow down and stiffled a laugh, but allowed a grin to spread from ear to ear. What is she doing? he thought and stared at Moira. Why is she even waisting her time; and her energy? Mab would cut her down in an instant.

[[-R.a.i.n.b.o.w-]]

Moira loosed the fireball at Mab. Mab batted it away with ease and tossed her own at Moira. Moira managed to block it, but it jarred her through every bone. No, Mab was still too strong. Moira would not be defeating her today. But Moira knew one way she could piss her off. "Bye!" Moira said, as Mab stood up to try to stop her, Moira vanished.
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Merlin carried his herbs back into his forest home. I'll fix supper now. he decided. He walked in and almost dropped his herbs. A young girl with striking eyes and long black hair rested comfortably on his bed. "Oh, hello Merlin." she yawned, "Long time, no see."
"What the hell are you doing here?! Did Mab send you?" he said, getting angry.
"Nope, I came myself. Mab was pissing me off, so here I am." Moira smiled.
Merlin gaped at Moira for a moment, then sputtered, "You can't stay here!"
"You'll find I can."
"No, you can't!"
"Yes, I can!"
They glared at each other for awhile. Finally Merlin gave in, "So what happened?"
"None of your business!" Moira snapped.
Merlin's mouth set in a firm line, but he said nothing.

[Libitine]

Mab's anger only grew as Moira's pathetic fireball sailed past her. Out of spite, she sparked her own, but she made sure it could not harm her daughter. In fact, that thought shocked her, and threw off her concentration.

Mordred's eyes widened in horror at Moira's bold move. He found her very bold in her shear determination and for a moment, he saw how she just might be a threat.

When Moira disappeared, Mab's frustration became uncontainable and she snapped. The crystal she had in her hands flew to the ground and broke in four even pieces. Mordred laughed softly at her frustration ad she turned around angrily to face him. She stared him down for a moment as his face fell.

Mab's eyes turned a deep shade of crimson as Mordred's arrow caught fire. He threw them to the ground in shock and tried to put it out. By the time the fire was out, Mab was gone.

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Merlin turned the potato in his hand, peeling it gently. He threw the skins out his open window towards his horse, who happily ate them up. Merlin turned to his half-sister and sighed. "So," he said softly trying to spark conversation. "You two aren't getting along very well? What caused such a change?" Merlin asked dropping the cut pieces of potato into his boiling soup.
He had never had a relationship with Moira, even though he somehow wished he had. The only time he had ever really seen her was on one occasion at Tintagle castle when she was probably only four or five years old.

It had always puzzled him as to why Moira was created and how currupted she was after growing up with Mab as a mother. He shook his head at the thought. Merlin knew full well that Mab's attention was on Mordred and not her daughter. Even still, he was wary of Moira, not knowing anything of her powers or the true reasons for her arrival.

[[-R.a.i.n.b.o.w-]]

Moira rolled away from Merlin on the bed to stare at the wall. "Merlin, why does Mab just leave you alone here?" "She doesn't do that with me."
Merlin slowed in his potatoe peeling. "She doesn't leave me alone. She constantly tries to hurt me by hurting the ones I love because she thinks that will make me return to her."
"So what do you do then?" Moira asked.
"I fight her by destroying everything she hopes for." Merlin said, with an air of great determination.
Moira got up and walked over to Merlin. He looked up at her from his potatoes bewildered, then stood up himself. Moira leaned her head against him and started crying quietly. Merlin looked really uncomfortable and patted her on the back a little. "Errr... I suppose she must have done something pretty bad for you to be like this."
"Oh, just shut up!" Moira glared at Merlin through her tears. But Merlin handed her a handkerchief anyways.
"I'm going now. I can't stay here. Mab will probably come here. Please don't tell her anything." Moira made to leave.
"I won't" Merlin promised.

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Moira walked quietly through the trees with Artemis at her side. They were holding a whispered conversation between themselves. "I'm just saying I've been near that village and they say a boy was found washed up on the river banks. Maybe Salem survived somehow." Artemis said. Moira's eyes held painful hope and disbelief. "I don't want you to get your hopes up, but it might be worth it to check it out." Artemis continued.
Moira slid onto Artemis's back with grace and they left.

[Libitine]

Mordred walked through the crowded village with a strong air of determination. "Are you sure she's here?" he hissed through gritted teeth. Frik speed up to Mordred, who was walking quicker than he could keep up. "Yes." he gasped, slightly out of breath. "Her Highness said she would be . . ." Mordred rolled his eyes. "She better be here. We've been all over this damned place looking for the little witch." Frik nodded quickly. "We'll find her soon enough, Sir." he reasured.

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Mab silently followed her daughter through the woods, invisible to the world around her. She called her Gryphons near, just in case she needed them. When Moira mounted her horse and sped off, Mab stopped walking and cursed to herself. "This is ridiculus!" she hissed and disapeared.

[[-R.a.i.n.b.o.w-]]

Moira quietly stepped into the healer's house in a small village by the river. A young man lay close to death on the bed, but it was not Salem. Sadly she turned to leave when the healer grabbed her arm. "Please," she begged, "Save him! He is my son." Moira tried to pull her arm from the healer's grasp. "I have been a Priestess of the Old Ways all my life and I can sense great power that comes from the Old Ways in you. I know you can save him!" Moira decided to pity her and went over to the young man and placed her hand on his forehead, closing her eyes. She opened her eyes a moment later. "I'm afraid there is nothing I can do, except to ease his parting into the world of the dead." The old woman bowed on her knees and pushed something into Moira's hand. "Take it milady. It was meant to be his, but I think you should have it. It will protect you."
Moira left the grieving woman and walked outside. She opened her hand and found a necklace of silver. A pendant of a bird with a emerald set into it hung from the chain. Moira tucked it into her satchel carefully, then made her way down the street.

Moira had almost reached the edge of the village when someone grabbed her from behind and tugged her into a darkened doorway. "Mordred! Let go of me!"

[Libitine]

Mordred held Moira tight. "The hell I will." he snarled. "You've caused me alot of trouble with your parlor tricks, witch." Even though she struggled, Mordred didn't loosen his grip. He grabbed Frik with his free right hand, and they disappeared to Mab's palace.

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Mordred threw Moira on the ground infront of her mother, Mab. "Well, well, well." she said softly. "What have we here?"

[[-R.a.i.n.b.o.w-]]

Moira was glad when Mordred's bruising grip released her. She flung Mordred into a wall, ignored her mother, and left. Moira wandered along the edges of a cliff not far from the enchanted lake. She walked barefoot through the grass as the wind blew around her causing her slim figure to show through her dress. She looked down at a plain and the recent carnage that covered it. Ravens flew and cawed feasting on the dead. They were the only true winners of battle. One of the ravens tried to land on her shoulder, but she waved it away. What should I do? What path should I take? she wondered. Her hand reached up to grasp the pendant of the bird on her neck she had been given. The humans? or....should I give this Mordred a chance?

[Libitine]

"Moira!" Mab screeched after her. "If you leave now, you won't get another chance!" she threatened. Mab spun around out of anger and focused intently on a bed of crystal. In an instant, they shattered and sharp pieces of crystal flew in the air. Mordred's anger burned inside him like fire and he couldn't look at his aunt any longer. "Auntie," he said in a sharp voice. "Do you want me to go -" Mab clenched her fists together and Mordred quickly regreted opening his mouth. "No." she said. "Stay here. Just stay." Mordred looked at the floor awkwardly. "Yes, Auntie." he said, but when he looked up, Mab was gone.

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Frik appeared behind Moira. When she saw him, she glared fiercly in his direction. "No!" he said quickly. "Don't!" When Moira's angry glare faded, Frik relaxed as well. "Listen to me," he said. "you don't understand what you are doing here. If you don't go back and reconcile with Mab, she will never forgive you." Moira looked away. "Moira, she doesn't get her 'feelings hurt', she just gets angry, like she did with Merlin. If you disappoint her, she will find that she needs you no longer, and she will stop at nothing to rid the world of you." Moira looked close to tears. "You are mistaken if you think that you are important to her. All you are to her is a replacement; Merlin's replacement. She can create another one of you in a few minutes." He put his hand on her shoulder for comfort. "I shouldn't be telling you this, but I don't want to see you get hurt. I've seen too many people get hurt."

[[-R.a.i.n.b.o.w-]]

"That's all I am to her!! That makes me feel loads better Frik!" Moira shouted at him. "You can go back and tell her mistress high and mighty that's all she is to me too!"
Before Frik could stop her she shapeshifted into a raven and flew off. She threw a thought back to Frik, An existence with no worth has no meaning. I'm already dead if I am that worthless to her and so easy to replace.

[Libitine]

Frik watched the raven fly away with disappointment filling his thoughts. I can't do that. he thought. If I she finds out, she'll kill her. I know she will. He paused and looked at the woods around him. It was such a beautiful, peaceful place. He breathed in a breath of freash air. One day, Frik vowed to himself. I'll be free, and this will be my home, and I will be happy.

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Frik approched Mab cautiously in her small crystal room. She had her back turned to him, and was thoroughly reading a crystal. "Madame." Frik said timidly to his queen, fiddling with his fingers. "I -" Mab sighed. "Get on with it." she growled. Frik focused his eyes on the floor. "She's not comming back." he said, finally. Mab's face fell and her body froze in anger. "What?!" she whispered, trying her best to contain her fury. "She said that, if she meant nothing to you, then you are as dead to her, as well." Mab's fingers wrapped around the crystal she held in her palms and squeezed it tight. The crystal shattered in her hands, her thick, black blood dripping on the floor. "Fine!" she said angrily. "If that's all she wants to be, that's all I will make her be." she vowed and slowly dropped her bloodied crystal on the floor. Mab stared intently at her cut hands, and her wounds slowly healed, not even leaving a scar from the incident. But there was one scar left. It went from her forefinger to her wrist on her left hand and had been there for at least fifteen years.

Mab clenched her fists fightly together and closed her eyes. "I am going to find her," Mab said softly, turning to face Frik, opening her crimson eyes. He looked up at his queen for only a moment, but her glare consumed him, and he was forced to look away. "and when I do, she is going to beg for mercy." Mab looked at Frik with such hate, and then was gone in a flash of light.

[[-R.a.i.n.b.o.w-]]

Moira walked alone through the forest. I'll have to keep moving from place to place and I can't get close to anyone or Mab will try and use it against me. Moira thought. She decided after walking for some time that she would do a small spell. Moira never understood how Merlin could refuse to use his magic. Magic to Moira was exhilarating and frightening all at once. Magic ran too strongly in Moira's veins for her to be able to ignore it. She drew a circle in the soft earth and wrote specific runes for each element at the 4 corners of the circle. She walked into the circle, then closed it behind her. She began a chant in barely a whisper. The power grew, her blood was on fire as it coursed through her veins. The chant turned into almost a song as her voice got louder. Moira started started turning as her excitement caught up with the power. Magic swirled around Moira and clung to her making Moira look like the Goddess herself. Then at the last possible moment she flung up her arms and released the power into the air. Moira stood there breathlessly laughing and crying at the same time as the last tendrils of magic faded. Well, Moira decided. the air feels a bit warmer. Then she laughed. That had been a basic spell to hopefully brighten her dark future.

[Libitine]

Mab stared at the young girl in shear horror. She waved her arm in the air, and sending Moira flying into the side of the mountain they stood by. "Do you think you can throw away all that you are, and all that you will become?" Moira fell to the ground in a heap and Mab approched her slowly. With a wave of her hand, she captured Moira's powers in her clutch. The girl's powers rippled throught her like rain dripping down on still lake. "You have no idea what you have done." Mab hissed in anger. She lifted her hand slowly, levitating Moira in the air. "But it's a shame, you know." Mab said tilting her head. "You could have been something. I know you could have made a change." Mab laughed to herself. "It's funny, though, because you reminded me so much of myself."