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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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 Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 6:41 pm
Piper stiffened as Malik proceeded to test things out with Iris. Of course eyes widened slightly and they followed the blood that dripped to the floor. She swallowed hard and her scratching at the two at her sides slowly stopped to nothing but fingers resting in fur and feathers. She turned her head to stare at the far wall...nothing bad to look at there.
Kieran looked to Blue. "A fairy indeed...a feathered fairy. He's also a little information sponge." A slight chuckle at that and then he looked to Piper, his expression flatening to concerned. Then a bit of a harsh look to Malik. Did he honestly have to do that right in front of them all.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 6:59 pm
The door crack peeling open a sliver, and an icy blue eye in pale face was the only thing behind it. It saw Eliot, the eyelid went wide, and the door was slammed in the girls face. Eliot of course, couldn't understand Alaran's words. She leaned against the door and clenched a fist. Damn the woman! Had Roarke let down the magical defensis aroudn ther oom? Form being so tired? She looked over to make sure he as still asleep. Yes, he was. Good.
B;ue smiled. "What can I say? My tiny brain is deciving, isn't it?" He chuckled and leaned against Kieran's neck. Yes, shoulders were indeed comfortable.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 7:08 pm
Eliot didn't recogenize the face that had peered out at her but the door in her face had scared her causing her to help and hop back.
She didn't understand, she thought that maybe Roarke had a lady visitor and she had been intruding. But she hadn't done anything rude, there was obviously nothing going on behind those doors. And she would have been perfectly willing to keep company with the woman that was in there.
She stood there confused.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 7:15 pm
Alran wrung her hands together. How to getrid of the girl without the lovely roarke knowing aobut it? She had gotten rid of courntless women before, but none had ever caught her in such a postition as this. Indeed it was not to her advantage...should Roarke wake up...
Alaran knelt down to the door crack, took a deep breath, and began to breath out some very cold air out into the hallway.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 7:22 pm
Eliot felt cold air rushing up her elgs. That was odd she thought, she looked down to see a frost beginning to form on the bottom of the door frame. She suddenly got very worried. what if something was happening to Roarke and his lady friend inside?
She got scared and she Ran to the dorr and started pounding on it.
"Roarke! Is everything okay? Roarke?" Her legs felt like they were beginnig to freeze.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 8:09 pm
Malik tossed her a rag.
"Bind that."
Then a look at Kieran and Piper, shrugging lightly at the distaste for his actions.
"They bleed still. which means the body is completely alive. they aren't half dead or snything when he does this. or at least not with her. if they bleed, they can suffer bloodloss, and the resulting effects. which means if something happens and we have to fight, wound them in vital areas if we can't directly kill them."
Onyx nodded lightly, and purred a bit nuzzling under the non moving hand.
"So if you can't kill it, severly wound it, let it bleed till it passes out or dies of bloodloss. gotcha. and why woudl we have to worry about this?"
"Because the one who sold them to us is a powermongering Lich. and if he thinks us an enemy, he may have some way of using these slaves against us. I want to be prepared, that's all."
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 8:37 pm
The reason for Kieran's distaste? Piper. Though she was trying to look like she wasn't too bothered, a parent always knew when their child just wasn't right. A look also to Onyx before he shook his head, looking to his daughter and kicking in his telepathy to her.
Her fingers tightened a little in Onyx's fur, maybe pulling a bit at the dark colored fur. She was trying not to think about, trying to filter out what they were both saying. Just trying to get it to filter through without her hearing it. Wow that wall was interesting. Though a side glance to her father, shaking her head slightly in a no answer, even if she did look spaced out a bit.
She really was trying...and it couldn't of been easy for her either. Pity how at a time such as now when war and enemies seemed in vast amounts, that she would have to try to get over an extra hurdle.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 6:28 am
Alaran increased her breath flow, lightly put a sound proofing sheild on the door, so that Roarke wouldn't wake up from that damn woman's poinding. Jusr hurry up and die already, alright?
Iris took the rag and tied it around her wound, useing her teeth to tighten it. Again, she made no complaint or protest. Just stood there. Then she bowed again, some of her hair falling over he shoulders. "Is there any other way that I might serve you, Sire?"
Blue shrugged his little sholders. "Why else would he send out souless slaves, if he didn't have some way to controle them?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 4:37 pm
Onyx nodded lightly.
"Fairy with feathers. careful arounf piper here. she loves feathers."
A chuckle and a big eyed, you know you love me look back to her, before he got up, shaking a bit and some loose feathers falling.
"I supposed I better find my twin. first stop, our room."
And that's where Onyx headed.
Malik glanced at Blue.
"Not neccesarily. coudl be simple money. after all, being a dead body does limit your ability to gather funds. perhaps he uses thier souls to power his Phyactary, and this is a simple way to dispose of what he doesn't need."
Then to Iris.
"First. you need to change into clothes of the usual slave garb for this house. second, do you possess any skill that can be put to use, or were you taught nothing in that reguard, and third, are you skilled with any weapon of any kind?"
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 4:45 pm
"I don't pluck feathers..." And she didn't even give a glance to those fallen ebony feathes, didn't make a move for them at all. Which of course was odd behavior for her...little feather fiend. With Onyx gone...Ashlyn got all the petting attention, both of her hands taking to scatching at the feathers around the griffin's collar, indulging the creature as the griffin may please. One could say she was there but not entirely.
Kieran again half looked to his little shoulder angel. "And sometimes people just do things that seemingly make no sense but indeed are greater than those around him can comprehend...a madman's viewpoint maybe."
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 4:53 pm
SHe bowed agian. "Yes, Sire." And she began to strip out of the clothes that she had only just put on, while answering the other questions. "My skill is to serve, Sire. I will serve, defend, attack, protect at your command. I am yours." She folded her little pile of clothes and hung tem off of one arm. "My weapon is speed sire."
Ashlyn leaned in, gave a gurgleing purr. Oh yeah, that was nice. Altohugh piper's heart didn't seem to be in it. She could forgive that though.
"The power of a madman lies in the fact that he thinks he is completely sane." Now where had that come from? Odd...maybe he was thinking with all that information he had been getting.
The door, opened, Morelle jumped up and barked. It was one fo the twins, that was good. That was very good. Morelle chittered a greeting and spun in a little circle. He had returned! Wasn't that just great?
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 7:21 pm
Eliot Could feel her legs getting colder and colder. But she thought that Roarke and his lady were in real danger, she thought someone was attackign them. She ignored the cold, she thought of being in warm water and her legs just seemed to feel better somehow. She did not notice however, the heat eminating from the small madalion beneath her clothing.
Turning one of her nails to her wolf from she quickly picked the look. Even though she knew the cold was icnreasing rapidly she couldn't feel it. She Pushed as hard as she could on the door and threw it open.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 7:29 pm
Alaran, quite surprised that the girl had been able to push through a frozen door, growled under her breath. She looked at Eliot, her white hair a litle messy from the push, and held up an index finger. Why you...Without warning, Alaran grabbed Eliot's hair, and the back of her wrappings. She tossed her bodily out the door, trumpeted as the girl was tossed back out.
Unfortuantly, the roar was too load, and pierced through the sound shield. Roarke sat up straight in bed, looking dazed and confused. "What's that, Alaran?"
Oh...nothing. She closed the door and rested her back against it.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 7:41 pm
Eliot did not apriciate being thrown the way she had. Her legs were still covered in bruises and she landed on them hard. Who was that woman? What gave her the right to toss her out liek that? What if Roarke didn't know she was there? what if she was the one hurting Roarke?
Eliot shivered, not only from anger but from Fright. Roarke had to be one of her best freinds aside from Morelle. He had helped her, been there with her at the hooded man's slave mill. She had bound his feet, and she felt a kinship with him, a bond, she felt she was very comfortable around him. She didn't want him to get hurt.
Eliot turned to the door and took a deep breath, fillign her lungs with frigid air. Then, She screamed.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 7:46 pm
Roarke was halfway to his pillow when he sat bolt upright again. "What the hell?" He rolled out of bed, pulled on a pair of loose trousers. "Alaran, what the hell was that?"
It was nothing, dear one. Go on, go back to bed. Alaran grabbed at the mage's arm, tried to pull him away from the door.
Roarke shoved her hands away. "Don't touch me, Alaran. How many times do I ahve to tell you that?"
Alaran refused to aknowledge the fact that he had even opened his mouth.
Roarke opened the door, all sleepy eyed and yawing. "What's going on here?"
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