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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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 Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 9:37 pm
She swallowed...oh that was lovely. But honest. Yeah, be positive...honest. How to correct this some, ah there it was. Malik got an offered smile from Fianna. "Does she say it to you? What her father taught her? They both say it all the time." A look away and a nod of her head slightly. "Things change...", a beat of quiet after that, ", I've always thought it foolish...but it makes its own sense." And then a slight look to his sword. "And you still carry the blade?" Fianna shook her head lightly, not at the blade fact but in changing the subject a little. "Do you really think she would be afraid of you?"After all...with her attitude about things. "And even if she was...do you think it would be forever?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 9:45 pm
"All it takes is a moment of fear. one moment to shatter everything that she sees in me. that's what frightens me. that we'll do this..and she'll see that..and her first reaction will be to run. someplace I can't easily follow or don't know about."
A small look at Malvolence.
"me and this blade...have been bound one to the other too long to cast aside. and I've mastered it completely since then. but it's not just the blade. I gave in to it. I allowed it to have that kind of control, I wanted it. I wanted to screams and the blood and the gore to wipe out similar memories of such. the night I lost my family to teh claws of a Vah Shir who's blood impowered this weapon. he had the same unique gift."
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 9:54 pm
Well...Fianna didn't want to say it...but it had already been proven that Piper would run if she indeed got too scared. Andal being example number one. And she was quiet a moment more, mulling over what she wanted to say. Frankly she was starting to get shocked by how honest Malik really was being. Never know a drow to show what could be called a weakness. "You wanted it, Malik. What changed it all then? And what's more important is what you want now." Then she offerend him some reassurance. "It's not just the bad things she'll see...and love does strange things to people...gives us the ability to look past things and to forgive. And you may think that those things would make her fear...but do you know what she truly fears?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 10:09 pm
He thought on that one a bit.
"It wasn't...stopping. nothign was good enough. ten kills became fifty. then a hundred, then several hundred, then thousands. and it never made teh pain go away. it never tore the nightmares from my reveries. So I leanred to master Malvolence. to focus my energies to rising above just a bloodthirsty and butchering warlord. to be a powerful shadowknight."
A slight grin.
"It gave me a goal, that pushed those thoughts away. my reveries became ways to attain my goal, not haunts of the past, except on occasion. a reminder of what I had been, and what I didn't want to fall to again. As for what she really fears...I always thought she feared a prison. a place she coudln't escape, or a life she didn't want be can't avoid."
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 10:21 pm
"So now you weild the blade and the blade doesn't weild you." But then Fianna looked away from him touching the whole issue of Piper being someone she didn't want to be. She gave herself a moment before returning her attention to the conversation. "True, it could be that. But I could fairly well say thay she's in another prison. One she creates for herself for you even." Though was it her place to tell Malik that intimate of a detail? "When she was younger that was her fear...but what is it now? The same? Not even Kieran or me know that. We've been out of touch with her too long, a communion as I said can be a learning tool. We only know as much as she's willing to tell us with her own voice when she won't allow one to take place. And bonds can tell you something is amiss, but not exactly what it is."
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 10:52 pm
"I want this communion. despite my fears or misgivings. it something I want her to have, as much as she wants to. Honestly I'm surprised after all I've told you that you aren't ready to grab her and drag her back home with you. speaking of which. why do I get the funny feeling that Piper and Kieran are not where we left them?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 10:59 pm
Unavoidably, the elf had returned to the Fortress on Pura after dealing with that tiefling. Catering to the needs of the less fortunate should provide that denizen of the dark with an alterior notion of how to dictate his life. Then again, it also gave him the oppurtunity to do what ever he wanted within an elf lord looking over his shoulder. A quiet smile to that thought graced the high elf's lips, as he walked slowly towards the Trimunitive Fortress. A strange building, not impressive, but not insinc with the rest of this small sea based nation. The gates were guarded of course, which hardly surprised the elf. What type of fortress was not guarded? He stood a safe distance away, and kept his hands relexed at his sides, as he called out to the guardsmen.
"Who is the master of this Keep in the Dark?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 11:03 pm
"She would only fight me...I'd rather not have that take place. If I managed it, she'd only be back here first chance she got. Not to mention Kieran would never let me do it. And frankly, your honesty is a redeeming quality, because I know I've proded at perhaps sesnitive subjects, it's what I'm good at." Then a smile at him and a soft laugh with a shake of her head. "Becuase they're together and so alike...and were left alone. If anyone can cause trouble it's those two."
Kieran laughed. "Trouble indeed. We're behaving thank you very much A'mael." A walk over to the two, holding out his hand to Fianna which she took, giving Malik his own arm back. "Now now Malik, this one's mine. You have the one with the funny hair." He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close in a hug. Why don't you join us in a little demonstration then? Come." And he took to walking off, hand in hand, with Fianna to the arena.
She was already there, tapping the toes of her boots on the floor to make sure they were on good. She had her daggers and whip on, and then the extra scimitar her father brought back with him, but no armor. Across the room were two of Malik's top gladitorial slaves, one collared the other not both armed with swords of thier own. Piper had a feeling this was going to be more fun for Kieran.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 11:16 pm
Zahara heard someone shouting outside and sighed. She waited a few moments but no one seemed to be moving. "Hello..does no one hear the shouting outside." She rolled her eyes and walked downstairs then slammed open the door. She stood just inside her hands ready to reach for her dagger and scanned out to see who was making all the noise. Oh this was just priceless. A male elf asking for the Master. She'd knock his socks off with her answer too dammit. come around disrupting her absently staring into space time. "I am the Mistress of this Keep and I don't appreciate you calling out like that. Who are you and what do you want?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 11:27 pm
The high elf looked at the women and smiled, "It is usually best to anouce yourself before barging into someone's home, I merely requested an audience with the person in charge. To be honest, I never expected Malik D'vinn to be a beautiful young drow, but stranger things have resulted from rumours." He said with a smile.
"Then again, you said Mistress. Are you Malik's Lover, his concubine, his wife or his Servent?"
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 11:35 pm
If he knew who the Master was, why did he ask? She glared at the elf and growled, "Sir if you think I wuld have the bad taste to sleep with him you have no sense, none whatsoever! I do not appreciate you assuming that I am any of those things! I am not Malik's lover, his concubine, certainly not his wife. Anyone who would marry him has got to be insane! And I sure as hell am not his servant! I serve no man and again I repeat that I am the Mistress of this Keep not Malik. Furthermore to assume that I am any of htose things is a very bad idea indeed. I am insulted by your flagrant disrespect and as such am probably even less likely to give you an audience than I may have before! Although I am curious as to what you thouht 'Malik' might be. And I have no wish to have an audience with you without some idea of not only who you are but what you want!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 11:49 pm
Malik only chuckled likely.
"I think I have my hands full enough with Piper...I don't want to double my trouble with Fianna.."
But a nod and following after Kieran. this must be that demonstration through a communion bond and weaponry that Kieran had talked about before. as they went to the arena, and he smiled lightly at her, resting his hand on Malvolence's hilt.
I think I won mom over...isn't that great?
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 11:52 pm
"Your unfamiliarity with High Elvish Practices is not uncommon amongst your multitude of people, who would rather see a sword stabed through my chest than take as much as a few minutes to talk to me." He paused, his voice was rather calm despite being yelled at by this 'mistress'.
"I am Cedric the Songblade, and I seek wisdom. I heard rumours that a powerful blue skinned elf ruled within these tainted walls, an I wondered if he held wisdom. Since, you perciest that these rumours are false, I will agree to you being the head 'mistress' until such at time as you are proven wrong." Again, a pause.
"If you would be so kind as to tell me if you know where I might find wisdom, surely I shall depart from your sight."
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 11:59 pm
"and who are you to call my great Keep tainted? You're not doing much better at getting anything out of me." she tossed her head and narrowed that Drow priestess stare at him. "If you wish to know where to find wisdom, perhaps you should discover what wisdom truly means first. That would be the logical first step." She paused briefly and then said, "How dare you? If I tell you that I am the Mistress you have no cause to believe that it is not true. You have insulted me more than once in my own home and I should have you enslaved for that! Do not question my word elf or you will live to experience my wrath and I assure you, yo udon't want that." She ran a hand through her hair, "I can't help you and I would greatly desire you to depart from my sight. On a final note do not always beleive that which rumors say, they are often proven wrong and had you walked in here expecting Malik you would have been sorely disappointed. Now, go away, or I shall be forced to make you go away."
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 12:04 am
Reaching the area, he let go of Fianna with one of his smiled and turned to Piper, giving her a little push on her back to get her walking. No she wasn't too thrilled and he knew it. Tough luck on her part today. And before Fianna got to say anything, he held up a finger. "You know we'll be fine."
Piper looked over to Fianna and Malik as they came in, not quite happy as she could be. Did you now? I think you just preformed a miracle...or she's faking it. Okay still a little bitter. But at Kieran's push they walked away from Malik and Fianna to the middle of the arena, Piper looking a little bit unsure of this all. After all this was always a slightly odd experiance for her. But hey it was a good thing to show Malik...made her look good at close range fighting too.
"Look at me." And he pulled out one of those sun spot holders he had, clicking the little device a turn and holding it out to his daughter. "Do your eyes." No it wasn't a suggestion and he saw her about to protest until she decided against it, stepping close and staring at the light a few moments till her eyes caught and held that light which made her cringe and close her eyes, bringing her hands to her eyes. Kieran only gently slapped them away. "No, just open them."
"It hurts to do that." But she did indeed drop her hands, opening her eyes but squinting and blinking against the light that was being self reflected back to her. Ow. She'd take a few moments to adjust to that.
"You'll get used to it." Kieran brougth the device to his own eyes, staring till the gold flicked before closing his eyes a moment then opening them again, putting the sun spot holder back in his pocket. Then unsheathing his own blade with a look over to the two gladitorial slaves Kieran had hand picked. Obvious from the way they looked they were some of the best in the place...though they didn't look to thrilled to be picked for this..or maybe that was the look of being overly thrilled to swing blades at those above them. "And you two know what's expected of you." A hand reached to Piper, pulling her over before taking stance beside her, watching her as she took stance as well, sword in hand. His eyes slid back to the two across from the. "Everything you've got, no holding back. Look to draw blood if you wish." Note that they were holding blades with equally deadly edges.
Have at them? They did exactly that, not needing to be told twice to take the action whether they did it out of want or command wasn't so clear really. But as Kieran moved against them she stood there as if she wasn't going to do anything as both took to her father...then it seemed in a blink of an eye she was in the middle of the fray with Kieran. Her movements were that of being specific and in tune with Kieran's. Where his blade left her's would ark in to replace it and take against the others' blades.
Kieran's momvents had also changed slightly from his initial series. His weapons filled the gaps that Piper left, the sharp edges of his own blade coming close to her but never connected and they both seemed to know exactly where the next swing was going to go, which of course gave them the advantage in the little mock might. From bystanders point of view it looked like they were more likely to trip over one another or catch the other with a weapon as opposed to anything else, but the pair never faultered.
It was in intricare complicated sword dance between the two. They moved together yet independant of each other, all in graceful flow. Keiran's steps were that of any true warrior. Piper's seemed to not be of her own, engaging in swordplay as if she had done it for years, borrowing from Kieran in a sense it seemed, motions fluid and precise.
All fun until one elvish wispered word and a sweep of a sword sent the two slaves down, weapons scattering away and Kieran pivoted on his heel, arcing his blade down on his daughter as he turned his attention to swordplay against her now. His free hand grabbed his dagger and brought that to play as well.
She barely saw that coming but arced her own sword up to catch Kieran, knee coming up to knock his dagger hand and also grabbing her own dagger out, letting both sets of blades lock up a moment before Kieran shoved her back a step to break it and took at her again. But it seemed no matter where Kieran struck, there was always a block of her own weapons to protect herself. Ducking under a swing she backflipped to get some distance and took stance again just as the older elf rushed her, putting her back against the wall and crossing swords with her, both pushing so hard agaisnt one another thier blades shook and thier teeth were gritted with concentration, gold in both thier eyes glowing dangerously.
"Give up."
"You give up."
"You're the one with your back to the wall."
They stared at each other...then she dropped her weapons and dropped herself, sliding herself between Kieran's legs and grabbing her sword while in the midst of the motion, rising and spinning to bring the blade to his back. But her blade clanged against metal once more.
Kieran's sword was over his shoulder, and he was looking over it at her with a smirk. A flick of his wrist to pop her blade with his own and he turned, locking swords with her again. They seemed to be stuck in this motion, one trying against the other, thier swords blocking and locking. Again they stood at stalemate and he gave a sideglance to Malik, then gave Piper's blade a final push and twirtled the blade in his hand, sheathing it behind his back with a smile. "Good show." And his look turned to Malik fully now. "Perfect harmony, perfect protection...even from each other. That's what an elven communion can do for the battles both partake in."
Fianna shook her head. "He enjoys that too much sometimes I think." A slight laugh at that and she looked to Malik, perhaps trying to read what he though. "Questions?"
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