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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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 Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 6:15 pm
"Makes sense....he kinda makes more mess than he cleans up anyway." Reaching out and grabbing her around the waist, quick motion in the air with his hand and then they were gone from one place and back in another. Ah home...though the inside was probably a wreck still. Day was not going to be good, seeing as he had to break his own door down to get in from his little barricade job he had done when he'd left. Eh, runes could fix that. "Well then...cleaning to get it."
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 6:19 pm
She waited while he cleared the way and then stepped inside grimacing over the state of her kitchen. They had only just gotten started when he'd decided to leave it and get them all down to Twilight. She grabbed a broom and started sweeping, her boots crunching on little shards and pieces that hadn't been swept up yet. "This could take a little while." Thus to finishing the job. They needed to get every single piece of glass up so that little feet didn't get cut when they shuffled along barefoot, which Zykariel did after baths or early in the morning. After everything was swept she filled a bucket with hot, soapy water and set it down in the middle of the floor then took to scrubbing, knowing Sevilin would indeed follow suit.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 6:26 pm
"Give me two hours..." He was efficent when he wanted to be but they went right to work, sweeping and scrubbing and such, picking up things that need to be and runicly fixing things that needed to be done so...okay so it took three hours, not two, but that was just fine too. Giving a sigh he sat down at the kitchen table, looking over the room a moment. "See, the whole place is clean...wasn't that much work really."
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 6:39 pm
She pushed him on to other rooms in the house and when they'd cleaned the house from top to bottom she had nothing left to stall with. There was just nothing left to clean. Thus she leaned against the wall and nodded. "Yup. Good work...I'll be right back." She left the kitchen and started looking for something suitable to bop him over the head with. His polearm was lying in the corner where it usually was. That would work. Picking it up she quietly crept back in. "Sorry Sevilin." Then she swung and knocked him in the head with it.
She watched him start to turn in surprise but she was too quick for him and his head fell to the table. Lugging him to the couch, she situated him and checked to make sure that he was truly out, then went about getting everythign she needed. What happened next she wouldn't even want to remember in her worst reveries. It was easier to straddle him, one knee on either side of his body and blankets and towels around to soak up any blood. She'd rather do it in their bed but that would desecrate it for the rest of time. He already hated the couch. She leaned over him and picked up the dagger then very carefully, so as to preserve all other muscle function and movement, went abotu removing that strip of his face. She cried the whole time, her tears falling on his cheeks, rolling down and getting lost in his hair. Finally it was done. She soaked up the blood, stitched him up and sat back, trying to keep her stomach from revolting on her. Picking up the bloody dagger she hacked of a bit of his hair, shoving that in the towel as well. Shaking her head, she once again made sure Sevilin was passed out then stood up and grabbed the towel she'd wrapped Khaiver's 'gift' in.
Faete took her to the elf easily enough and she stood there for a moment. "I've done what you asked. Have your pound of flesh." She flunt it at him, still encase in the towel and rubbed her hand on her skirt. She probably should have changed before she came since there was blood on various places on her person. "His skin, his muscle tissue, his blood and his hair. Your rune mages will be thrilled. Now leave." Thus she turned around and pushed Faete like the hellbent horse he was. She had to be there when Sevilin woke up or gods knew what he was going to do. Thus she slammed inside and plopped down beside the couch.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 6:58 pm
He was quite surprised to see her, look at that she had been rather efficent. But he snatched the towel out of the air, opening it to look at its contents. He chuckled and looked up to her. "Aren't you a good girl?" A little spell that had been givne him to use to check...sure enough, Sevilin. How lovely that would be. He laughed...."Elf of my word...besides, it will be glorious to get off this gods forsaken plane." Shoving the towel and its contents into his belt pouch and then withdrawing a vial...time to go home.
Heh there was that trust thing getting the better of him. He barely had time to register what she was doing before the lights went out so to speak...though a thought did occur before then...she could swing something damn hard. Of course those used to head trauma often didn't stay down for long and by the time Zahara was back, he was waking up with a groan. Though that instantly turned into a hiss and string of curse words, Sevilin raising a hand to his face. Holy Gods on all the Planes...he hadn't registered pain in quite a while and this was quite a dose of pain. What the hell just transpired?! And why was he on the damn evil couch...but more importantly back to agonizing pain...and there was a horrible vacant feeling too...
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 7:03 pm
By the gods he hadn't been out long at all. Good thing she'd raced back so quickly. Hopping up she slapped his hands away from his face. "Don't touch or you'll destroy your stitches." Hell she had explaining to do. But first....she reached into her pocket and pulled out a vial, uncapping it and shoving the liquid down his throat. "That will numb the pain some. Now, I know it seems bad but it could have been a whole lot worse." She faltered for a moment, glancing back at his face and wincing. "I...dealt with Khaiver for you." Yeah that was going to go over well.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 7:13 pm
Stitches? Why did he have stitches...though that explained the feeling of his face tryign to rip itself apart under his eye and such. He was not a happy man, and he protested some when she shoved that liquid down his throat, seeing as pain was a rather bad thing for him to experience since he had worked at so hard not feeling it for years upon years. He kept the eye on the pained side closed, but looked at her with the other wearing that pain right there. She did what now? "You what?" Trying to peace things together in his head...well let's see...Khaiver, vendetta, face pain, empty feeling accompanying pain. "Did you...?" He'd done it before to other 'wayward' himself...did she really?
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 7:25 pm
"Proverbial pound of flesh...yours has been taken." She looked away from him and sat back down by his upper body, leaning back against the couch. If he wanted to choke her or anything else, right now he absolutely could. "Yes." She took a deep breath. "Yesterday I met with Khaiver and I asked him what he wanted from you. He and I made a deal that if I gave him the pound of flesh he needed he would leave you and Zykariel alone and never come back to this plane. So I did it and there you go." She was not going to cry, she was not going to cry...dammit...she was crying.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 8:23 pm
Malik got himself up, and dressed rather casually for him, loose pants and shirt in poet's style. he then gave his wife a kiss on the forehead, and checked her breathing as best he knew how to. then got out of the room, stopping one of the cleaning girls. many of the 'guests' were at thier own homes now.
"I need Zahara brought to me to tend to Lady D'vinn."
before heading out, then stopping her again with a second thought.
"and have Lateef meet me in the waiting room for our buisness discussion."
So downstairs with him, and getting a glass of wine, and settling in a chair to wait. though his son was out and about, adn he'd be more than happy to entertain him for a bit if he wanted.
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 3:26 pm
Sevilin mumbled something under his breath before bringing his hand back up to his face, fingers prodding at what she had done...hell, that was going to take forever to heal and was never going to properly...then again she had done it...maybe she had stitched up everything inside as well as out....would explain the excruciating tension like pain. "And you believed him?" Shaking his head, though that really hurt. Though his attention turned to her as she started crying and he pushed himself up to be sitting up. "You did what you thought was best...I take it he was planning that for me?"
Piper barely stirred in positive reaction to his affections and checking, having a period where she was relatively still...they were like fifteen minute stretches then it would be back to the earlier behavior her son had been witness to earlier. Poor thing was exhausted and it was sinking in now just how much she was indeed so.
He was still playing with Zykariel, though they were taking a break...could only run around for so long before you started to get tired. And that meant both boys would come upon him, dressed in thier uniforms again since they had taken to playing already in preoccupation of themselves. A blink. "Mommy's not up?" Despite Zahara's reassurance, it was still worrisome.
Caprice wrinkled her nose at the intrusion into thier room of the girl who woke them up. She felt...discombobulated...no idea what time it was, it was dark but didn't feel like night and the air had a vertain feel to it...it wasn't thick so much as it was stuffy she supposed. Made her cough. A poke to Lateef. "Get up you."
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 3:48 pm
She turned in time to see him prodding at it and slapped at his hands. "Leave it alone Sevilin. If you touch it, it's not going to heal and I can't magically heal it and you cannot rune heal it. I mean it." She swiped at her cheeks, mortified that she'd begun to cry yet again. She hadn't cried in years. "Come on. I'm taking you upstairs to bed and you are going to back to reverie. The potion I gave you will help with the pain a little bit." She swallowed and stood then pulled at his arm. "I didn't know what else to do. I couldnt' have him messing with Zykariel anymore and I thought maybe he'd take me over you, since I'm a female and he hates us anyway. He told me he had to get it from you and then told me that I could do it instead. I didn't want to but if it got rid of him and I could control what happened to you then that was better in my opinion than throwing you to the wolf." She glanced down at her boots and whispered, "That's why I left Zykariel back at Twilight."
He reached out and patted his friend's arm in comfort. "Mommy said she needs lots of reverie remember? She said that Miss Piper's gonna be okay." He glanced up at Malik for a moment and shook his head. "Mommy's with Daddy. They're cleaning."
Lateef reached out and snagged her pulling her body closer to the curve of his. "In a minute." He nuzzled at her neck and then blinked as his body became fully aware. "Wait..." Something was wrong...he didn't feel right and his mind told him he wasn't at home. It took a moment and he sat straight up then shook his head. "Underdark, blah." He'd heard the girl's message and went about getting dressed, then walked down and sat down at the table in the designated room. "What can I do for you Malik?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 18, 2007 7:38 pm
"your mother is still resting. she's had a very trying time."
then attention to Zykariel. why woudl they leave him behind? it wans't sex..what caused them to do that. or for her to insist on it. he'd have to look into that later. then Lateef came to them.
"Ah, wonderful. have a drink. and just so you know, it's mid morning."
before mussing his son's hair a bit.
"If you want, you can go keep an eye on Piper. if anything looks too strange or doesn't seem right you can come get me right away."
that woudl keep them occupied for awhile. then back to Lateef.
"Mahlari has assaulted my family. and by my customs and rights, I will retaliate. the manner of my retaliation however is highly dependent upon your answers to my questions and thier potential repercussions. So let us begin. if I were to arrange for another royal to activate an excruciatingly painful runic effect on another without thier knowledge of doing so, what would be the most likely repercussions. second. due to the fact that mahlari assaulted Kieran, which resulted in his new hairstyle, what exactly are my andalian rights for retaliation and repercussions. third, using my status as Piper's husband, is there a potential way for me to claim Requias as my own. and last but most assuredly not the least, of the possible repercussions, what do you think is mostly likely to occur in the instance of the first two questions."
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 12:26 pm
So she did it for the betterment of the child...yeah he could see where that made sense and a hell of a lot of it too. He sighed, thoguh didn't move when he was tugged. For a moment he watched her as she ran through her explaination...he thought perhaps he didn't feel anything right now emotional wise toward positive or negative...he just sort of, tucking the information away. "I'm fine...if you gave me a concussion I shouldn't be going down anyway."
A noise as she was pulled back before a chuckle as the atmosphere sunk into him as well then another giggle at his oh so eloquent opinion on the underdark. "Enjoy it...I'll be down in a bit..." Rolling over in bed and curling back up. Hey, she was going to enjoy the vacation, damn it.
He nodded at his friend, but asking questions and getting confirmation on things was more so comforting. Before turning his attention to his father, getting further reassurance on matters. For a moment he merely leaned against his father's leg, hugging around it and resting his head on Malik's knee. A roll of big silvery eyes to Lateef as he came along. And daddy was talking business again...sounded like complicated business. A look back to Zykariel. "Did your mommy say that we have to leave my mommy alone?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 5:40 pm
"You don't have a concussion Sevilin. I was careful enough." She took a breath and sighed. He was doing that withdrawing thing. She hated that, but she dropped her hand and moved away from him. "Fine." Crossing her arms over her chest, she glanced at his face once again. "Don't touch your face and don't under any circumstances heal it." She wanted to scream or shake him or something...
Zykariel glanced at the adults who came into the room and his ears twitched as adult conversation began. "No. She said that we had to be careful and if she was in revere, not to pull her out of it but that's it." He tugged at his friend's arms. "Come on, let's go see her."
Lateef shook his head, "I'll pass thanks. Stomach is a little shaky still." He folded his hands and listened to Malik, though he leaned back halfway through and shook his head. Why was he so bent out of shape over this? His eyes widened for a moment and he studied Malik closely. "Which royal were you thinking and who are you planning on hurting first of all? Secondly, if you do it and it gets traced back to you, Kieran pays." He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. Kieran was in for a lot if Malik continued on this path. "On second thought I will take that drink."
"Let me make this very clear to you. You have no rights in Andal Malik. It's just that simple. You are not a part of that plane except through your connection to Piper and she has chosen to remain down here. Any attempts you make to do anything in Andal will result in your being banned and Kieran strongly questioned. Mahlari has already been dealt with, leave it alone." He paused for a moment, considering a few things then continued. "Requias is the same. Tyyrael will not allow that place to fall under anyone's jurisdiction. That more or less belongs to the Brigade and falls under their protection since Mahlari is less than pleased that it even exists. The only way you could even have a hope of getting any part of anything on Andal is if Piper agreed to rule in her father or mother's place and you and I both know she wont' do that. It will not pass to you except through her and there is no way to force it. It has to be her decision. There is a process to take the throne that was created to combat coercion," he warned. "And if you do anything to Andal the Brigade Master will retaliate against Kieran. He brought you to the plane and continues to allow you contact in. Why are you so consumed with this need to play with the ruins and continue to dig up old skeletons?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 19, 2007 6:13 pm
"they are not old skeletons."
Malik's grey eyes went to dark steel.
"I have seen what unchecked, and unchallenged aggression does. I know what a drow does. I know the plots, the plots within plots, the twists and counterpoints of a llothian's mind. You got damn lucky, Lateef. she lost her temper. had that been me, or a completely steadyminded drow, Kieran would be dead now. not with a haircut."
"In my possession I have the blood of Mahlari and her runemage sister, who's interference is the only reason that Khavier has come do my doorstep for any dealings at all. I will not have them trapezing in my home for any reason, and her sister is to blame for it, and Sevilin has been on eggshells while her chaindog has been here. while I may be forced to deal with Khavier in a polite manner, that doesn't mean I enjoy even having to look at him."
he leaned back in his seat.
"Kieran's father insulted me, and piper, and from what most could tell, though there was a rumor otherwise, refused to show up at our wedding. there are a pair of objects I have refered to as stress balls. you squeeze them to relieve stress rather then what he commonly does, berate and accuse everyone around him of some conspiratory plan to bring his world down around his ears with every decision he dislikes. I was going to send these to him, rune inscribed and saturated in those two's blood. upon usage, they would activate a blood bound runic circle that would make Mahlari and her sister very, very uncomfortable for that duration of time."
A wave of his hand lightly.
"Requias was more just to annoy that woman anyhow. I have my realm here to rule. which reminds me, I who the Brigade Master a little talk to don't I. I've stated time and again that if they have something against me, they should be dealing with me. Kieran was my sponsor from my presence at Council. his futher being bound by that edict is ignorant."
he leaned forward again.
"Mahlari and I are enemies. by our faiths, and by our positions of power. I will not be playing deals and having to make arrangements so that someone from your depths doesn't come to my underdark looking for a certain drow in my House. this is self protection by using force to make a point. Mahlari is already going to find that the necromancer I was obliged to send to her has his own private instructions. Mahlari's child to be won't."
Yes, malik had figured that one out. a lethargic and energy taxed drow empress wouldn't be empress long without some specific reason for it. in this case, they only one that made sense with a runemage sister within striking distance was pregnancy.
"I will not simply sit by and let her slither into her hole with a slap on her wrist from assaulting Kieran, nor will I let them simply think that they can come here and barter with me by using blackmail against sevilin as thier leverage. Yes, that is the only reason that Khavier still breathes and I agreed to that godforsaken dealing in the first place. apparently your ever so friendly brigade have been letting Sevilin work up a list of crimes, never caring until they could level a death penalty or life imprisonment on him. I've seen the paperwork. I don't like that they seem to be choosing who to keep and eye on and whom to let do what they will in hopes that they'll get a better retaliation tool."
"I will get what claims I have. she assaulted my family. she's lucky she's still alive to make deals. the only reason I didn't come to Andal the second I learned that fact with blade ready to evicerate her was Kieran himself. But I don't forget or forgive so easily wrongs against me and mine. And now they turn thier attention to Sevilin as well, Khavier making thinly veiled threats that if I refuse to make some deal that your precious brigade or the others in the Inthra house would be coming to my door to reclaim him to Andal for death or worse. I am not a happy Tier'dal with this situation, Lateef. And unhappy Tier'dal do things that make other people unhappy."
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