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 Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:14 pm
Crimson gave a slow nod before fixing her posture and brushing the front of her corset.
"Pardon my sudden outburst. Was a fear of mine to think that you may have actually served the boy. The reason he hasn't been out too much is for he's locked within my dungeon, straving. And do not think I the horrible person here, the boy begged to be my slave, her swore his life to me though he had a girl who loved him. I will not allow such a thing. Therefore he must be punished." There was a small flash of a deep red in Crimson's eyes. Her anger upon this subject. She had no place in her heart for her slave that would give up to a woman who loved him just to be a slave.
For a moment there was silence, Crimson's head was dropped as she fixed the cuffs of her sleeves.
"You never told me your name." She said, raising her head.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:23 pm
"Its no problem. I can see your reason." She spoke calmly, extending her left hand towards Crimsons for a shake. The women intrugied her, greatly, just as Crow did. "My name is Alanna. It's.. a pleasure to finally make your aquantince." Her eyes, warm and deep in thought, stay glued to Crimson during the entire conversation.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:31 pm
Crimson's eyes fell to Alanna's hand that reached out. For a moment Crimson just looked to it before too reached with her small and pale hand. She wasn't one for shakes, her manners were different. She took Alanna's fingers, leant forward and brought the woman's knuckles to her mouth, there placing a small kiss.
Surprising Crimson's touch was a comforting warmth, comming from her fire element. She raised herself back up and gently let go of Alanna's hand.
"Pleasure." She answered simply.
Though just that small 'shake' Alanna would see that Crimson wasn't truly like the dark creature that masked her outside. Inside she was only young and caring, her eyes too showed this as they were no longer a deep black but a pale orange. She'd had enough of being all Mrs Evil at the moment.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:39 pm
"Watch the little people dancing accross the floor. Swaying to and frow. Such amusing little things they are." A taunting voice called down from the raftors. Upon looking up one would see Lord Yawgmoth laying accross a beam his stomach against the surface watching downward. Small drips of red dripping from his lower jaw which was soaked in fresh blood. His serpentine tongue would make small licks at the liquid upon his chin every now and again but he was also content to let it drop to a pool of the floor below. "No play things for us here tonight is there Alanna. No one to shove into battle for a brutal death. We certainly shudder the thought of doing so to you ladies. Why cannot there be more upstanding men ready to die for what they believe. And at least prove entertaining..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:42 pm
She was surprised, feeling Crimsons warm touch and sudden change of mood. If Crimson thought she thought wrongly of her at first, she never did. Just toying with her friends always put her in an edgy mood. "You're very interesting. I can see why Crow adores you so much." Crimsons warm touch still danced upon her skin. Alanna shared the same element as Crimson, though becuase of hers being uncontrollable at times, she took to mastering the element of ice.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:45 pm
As soon as his voice rang through Crimson's ears, Her dark presence returned, as if it hadn't even faded a moment. She looked at Alanna only briefly, thinking to herself before raising her pitch black eyes to the man upon the rafters.
"Stalking me now, Yawg?" She spoke, her voice dark yet somehow playful. Crimson let her gaurd down to this man once before, she wasn't going to do it again. That day he learnt far too much of Crimson than she wanted anyone else to know, and still it haunted her sleep.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:48 pm
"Don't flatter yourself woman" he said from his perch high atop the raftors. Yawgmoth had already felt the let down and the return of the darkness. He was very very sensative to things of dark and shadowy nature her presence was nothing less. He yawned lazily licking the blood finally free from his chin wiping it once with his hand to ensure he was clean. He let his arms drape down from the raftors whilst still watching from above.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:52 pm
Her name being spoken she looked up at the dark lord of RDS. Yawgmoth always seemed to bring some type of entertainment into the room. Seeing Crimson put her gaurd back up she stepped towards the bar for a seat. "No. It seems not. Though, it looks like you had a bit of fun before getting here?"
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:53 pm
Shaking her head, ever so faintly, Crimson lowered her head to once again look to the woman infront of her.
"Tell me, Alanna. What powers does one like yourself possess..?" She asked with an interest while her tongue licked over her fangs; something she did without even noticing at times she was deep in thought and what also wasn't helping was the strong smell of blood that Yawgmoth's presence brought. Tying to ignore it, Crimson took in a deep breath and held it, only noticable to herself while she awaited Alanna's answer.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 7:54 pm
"It wasn't fun. It was feeding, from a damn mountain lion. Couldn't even find a human to bite down on." he said with a dissapointed sigh rolling off of the raftors landing smoothly on the couch below with a thud snapping some beams in the couch. It was easily fixed not that he'd be the one to do it. He streched out kicking his boots off and putting his arms behind his head. His thin black tail laying lazily on the floor swishing about.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 8:04 pm
Alanna brought her attention back to Crimson tilting her head, ever so slightly. She never spoke of the dark arts that was almost her lifes work. Most places it would be forbidden to speak off. "Necromancy. Fire and Ice. And... some others i toy around with." One of the others she spoke of was a strict secret. An ancient talent passed through the generations of writers.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 8:12 pm
"You weren't looking to hard then. There is always a human wandering about somewhere. They infest this world like rabbits reproduce..." She turned her head away from them both, sucking on her dry lips deciding on a beverage.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 8:14 pm
Crimson nodded. She didn't ask anymore nor did she speak anymore. She walked to a far couch, lowered herself within it and sat perfectly straight. She sat in silence and stared at nothing while her guts were in knots. Something had happened.
A Lady, one of Crimson's pushed through the Main doors. She stopped a moment and peered around, trying to find her Mistress that was in a far seat. Spotting her, the Lady pick up the edges of her beautiful gown and trotted to Crimson. She fell to her knees infront of Crimson and Crimson reached out to place a hand upon the girl's cheek. She could see the fear in the girl's eyes. The Lady in waiting stood and leaned towards Crimson, there she whispered something in her Mistress' ear.
Crimson closed her eyes, tightly and frooze a moment. Her Lady gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek for comfort before Crimson montioned her to return to the mannor.
Once the Maid left, Crimson hunched within her seat, her fingers to her temples and rubbing hard.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 8:19 pm
"Trouble?" She asked, even though it probally wasn't her buisness.It wasn't till now that she realized that most of Crimsons servents were female.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 8:22 pm
Taking in a deep breath, Crimson straightened herself and looked to Alanna before looking to Yawgmouth for no more than a second.
"No. Everything is fine." She lied through a strong voice. Something she had grown used to through her years.
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