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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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 Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 7:01 pm
"Oh good then we're at an understanding then, you can have all the bloody fun you want as long as I don't get affected by it, floors included." Though a little shrug at his question in that manner than she often did. "A bit...though I figured I might as well enjoy the relaxed atmosphere and just absorb it as much as possible before chaos again takes reign and shakes us all like a rag doll in the jaws of a rabid dog. Besides, Serino and Ramoth are fully capable of looking after and handling those little guys, and don't need me to hover. Can't let them get too tame anyway." For a moment her fingers played with the fabric of his pants in some sort of idle action fashion. "Aren't we a pair? Both look like we got put through the wringer but are all too relaxed as well."
Okay...that wasn't what he meant at all. By break, he had meant away from each other. Yet it seemed like she was almost intent on sticking around him. Great...Malik had to of had something to do with that too...whatever it was he had that girl take to her. Damn elf. "Well...actually I was thinking that by break I meant from studies and from each other...after all, how can it be a break when you still have to look at me."
Another shrug, trying to come off as unconcerned and casual about the whole thing. Yet on the inside he thought he was going to rip himself apart...half of his mind wanting to indulge in the feelings that were put there falsely and the other half almost panicing that he wasn't in complete control of this situation, and couldn't tell her to just go the hell away from him, to stop sizing him up and no doubtedly indulging in ideas in her head. "I don't rush for anything."
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 7:16 pm
"Yes I'm sure Ramoth can handle the foals on her own. and I would almost swear you'll get enough fight out of her later on anyway if you have any intention of breaking them to the saddle."
A slave girl, a youth, came to them with a tray of fruit and bread and two glasses, holding out to Piper first, since she was most common the one that didn't eat, before letting Malik take his glass and setting the tray on the table near them both, before having a harp brought to her, sitting in a chair close by and resting the instument, larger than she was, on her shoulder and started to play.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 7:21 pm
She knew it, he wanted to get as far away from her as possible. She wouldn't let that fact upset her or hurt her as it was currently trying to do. She knew he hated her, hated what she reminded him of, what she represented. It didn't matter that she liked him temporarily, doing anything now would only concrete those feelings between them and then things would be even more awkward than they were now. "That's fine, you can go home if you want or off on your own pursuits." She tapped one more time and then just couldn't stay in that room any longer. Instead she decided to stand up and head back upstairs. She passed by Malik and Piper and averting her eyes quickly mumbled something like 'hello' and continued on her way.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 7:34 pm
"You forget, I don't break to saddle seeing as I don't use tack." Though she knew that she would probably have to get those horses comfortable with gear at least. Sort of like Serino...he would obey a reign and would wear a saddle, tolerate them but could do just as well as if he wasn't in tack. For her and breaking them, it would be them learning more of a tolerance than an obedience. "You leave that to me...besides, Ramoth and me have an understanding. It's you who she doesn't like the idea of breaking one to saddle." And that horse was none too afraid to let Malik have a piece of her mind. Though her attention was diverted with food and drink, though she only propped on one elbow on Malik's knee, taking the glass in the other. OKay she had to tease, looking at her glass them Malik. "You seem to be having fun drugging other's lately, need I worry too?" Oh yes this was so very nice. Of course a look to Zahara as the drow passed by mumbling in almost dejected manner. Was that a bad mood or a leave me alone mood from her?
Oh well that was easier than he could of imagined. He couldn't stand being around her right now. Not because they got into constant confrontations and clased all too easily, but because of what whatever the hell was in his system was making him think. When he left he had made promises to himself and he intended not to break those. Zahara's precense seemed to tempt the boundry breaking.
But upon her departure, he gave a sigh and plopped down in a chair at the table. Thank the drow pantheon, vicious and decitiful as they may be. A breif reprieve would give him back the grip he needed. Mental note to self...hurt Malik. Or at the very least piss him off to no end. Or in some way be it verbal, emotional, mental, or physical, torture his little surface trash pet toy thing. No one liked it when you broke thier toys after all. "An hour!," called after the retreating Zahara. Yeah that should be enough time.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:15 pm
"figures. you women always conspire together. as for drugging..I don't need to drug you."
A chuckle and then aglance in teh direction Zahara went to.
"I think that was a dejected mood. someone is not trying to be openly friendly I think. hiding it. She might need some girl time later if you feel up to talking to an emotionally rollercoastering Drow."
A slight smirk.
"which is even funner. Fighting means it'll kick in harder when the second wave comes in. and that will be real humor."
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:20 pm
An hour? "I'm thinking mor elike, let's reconvene after lunch," she turned and called back to him, then froze. Bruises, scratched, sitting at his feet. It all pieced together before her eyes and she shook her head, "No..." She watched the two sitting there for a moment and felt familiar emotions rushing through her body. Her fists clenched and she stared horribly upset at the sight she was witnessing. "You son of a b***h!" she yelled, her hands filling with magic reflexively which was hurled at him in a poisonous cloud. "How dare you?!" Her chest was raging heavily and her eyes had narrowed and lit with that killer instinct. She took two steps, grabbed Piper's arm and jerked her away from Malik, then withdrew her daggers in a flash and had one at Malik's throat. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rid this world of scum like you!" she raged, her eyes glittering wiht malicious intent.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:30 pm
The poisonus cloud didn't bother him in the least. that was easily dissipated by force of will, being a much older and stronger spell user than her. but the dagger at his throat caught his attention.
"Here's one good reason. I die, and there's nothing stopping Sevilin from turning you into a caged jungle cat. oh and here's another."
He reached up, ever so gently, and pushed the dagger a bit from his throat.
"Kill me, and Piper will never forgive you."
A look past Zahara at Piper with a slight chuckle.
"Isn't that right, Chev'?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:35 pm
"Of course we do, it's fun." Then a look at her glass, " I suppose I'll just have to trust you then." Where upon she took to sipping at it as she usually did...if one didn't watch her they'd probably think she didn't ever eat or drink anything at all. But her glass was duly set down on the floor next to the chair Malik was in and Piper took to leaning on his knee again. "Oh so now you're encouraging the girl talk are you? Make up your mind A'mael, do you want conspiratory conversations or not? Because you know that's what we'll do." A blink and a look to him. "It comes in waves? You do enjoy your fun don't you?" Though as Piper often said, trouble followed them like wolves to blood, showcased in this instance as Zahara went nuclear and a series of actions too fast for her to initially grasp happened, before she found herself standing next to Zahara, the drow gripped to her arm, while Zahara's other hand was brandishing a dagger to Malik's throat. Whoa, what just happened. "Zahara?..."
"Lunch is merely defined personally, I could be having lunch right now for all you know!" It was still nice to mess with her thought but there was still some logic to that all. Though his peaceful little moment to pull himself together lasted not but two minutes when he heard her go into a yelling fit...which he practically jumped up out of his chair at the suddeness of it.
"What are they getting into now?" And damn his curiosity as he walked out of the room to see the oh so interesting sight before him. Oh indeed so interesting...what the hell was going on anyway. Looked like Zahara was trying to take Malik's toy and play school yard bully as well. A look to Zahara and then to Malik. Oh look entertainment. Sevilin crossed his arms, leaning against the doorframe to watch. Could be worthwile.
Again another blink from her, looking from Zahara to Malik, then back again and once more to Malik. She swallowed lightly at his question, not so sure if taking sides was good at this point because she wasn't quite sure what Zahara was freaking out over. Why did he have to put her inbetween them like that and ask her questions that put her on sides. Piper wasn't a side taker unless she didn't like you to begin with. So a little frown in that almost hopeless 'oh hell' way. "I..uh...how about we just all you know...put sharp things away first..." and let her go...with her luck she'd gain another bruise from Zahara's grip...damn pale skin.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 8:58 pm
That dagger was shoved right back against his skin and in her haste the sharp edge grazed his skin. "Thi sis not funny Malik D'Vinn, this is not a joke and I refuse to allow this to happen anymore. I talked to her for a while and she told me all sorts of things that I frankly found laughable. And now it seems that I was right." She took a deep breath and shoved Piper back lightly, then used that free hand and slapped Malik as hard as she could. "I will not permit this to continue. I'll get her free of your disgusting hold!" She was so furious she could barely think. All she saw were those brusises those scratches and she knew it. Piper wasn't in love with Malik anymore than she was a surface elf. She stayed because of obsession built out of fear, because being abused could eventually twist your mind into thinking false things about the abuser. No, not again! Not ever again!
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 9:58 pm
Sevilin scoffed lightly...even if his mind was betraying him again to find a certain appeal in the woman as she was threatening Malik. He shook his head. "Really...since when were you one to liberate those under another's hold?" Yes he probably was looking to poke, but not so much to turn her anger on him...or worse she'd jump him and let her instincts have thier way. Ever try to fight off an instinct lusting female? Next to impossible.
First she had been yanked and now shoved, why was she being manhandled today? Though it was starting to sink in what Zahara ws getting at, though Piper didn't really see where she took the conclusion...maybe because she was sitting where she was. Okay, that had her pissed. Even Zahara thought that way about her? She knew Sevilin thought she was no more than Malik's favored pet, but she expected Zahara to at least understand that she wasn't. So much for that thought. "Zahara stop it! You've no cause for a stupid drow knee jerk reaction!" She was not a pet damn it and she didn't appreciate her hitting on Malik either...or perhaps ruining the nice mood he had been in. Like wolves to blood was indeed the right term.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 11:16 pm
Malik's face jerked back hard, and when his eyes met hers again, there was no humor in them at all. He grab Zahara's wrist teh the dagger, and bent it backwards hard while standing up.
"You assume too much, little girl."
And a glance over at Sevilin, and a slight smirk. then back to Zahara.
"I know what you think. and I don't even need Malvolence to know it. And you are not even close to correct. Think those bruises and my scratches are inflicted in domination or fighting? perhaps in a passion filled manner that you woudl never begin to understand, priestess."
He let her go, and then, just becuase he could, decided to torment both of the other drow.
"Think I don't know what is going on? Think I don't see the lustful looks you give to Sevilin? Think I don't see the looks he gives you? why don't you both go find a room to play in and lets see if you come out any better then she does."
and just for good measure, flung her into Sevilin.
"Then again, what would a Llothian know about passion."
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 9:13 am
Sevilin and Piper were both ignored, Malik was her target now. She couldn't keep herself from wincing when he put her wrist in the unnatural position and just as intended, her blade dropped from her fingers and clattered to the floor but she paid it no mind. Her head was spinning with the knowledge she'd gained and during Malik's response her glance moved back over the bruises inflicted on one she'd thought of as a friend. Passion filled? Nobody who wanted what they were getting fought that hard, bruises meant pain, scratches meant fighting, there was no other explanation for it. She knew he hadn't used the collar on her but Zahara's logical mind could only grasp that if Piper had scratched him to pieces and Malik had been rough enough to bruise, then it had been unwanted attention aka rape. Her eyes closed and she could feel heat staining her cheeks, even though her skin color wouldn't reveal the blush. Everybody knew about her instincts, by Lloth that was embarassing, but what was she supposed to do? Her body was only acting the way nature intended. Lack of sight caused his next move to catch her completely off guard and her eyes flew open even as she fell against the warm male body she'd been flung into. Reflexes went into play and her searching fingers grabbed for anything they could to keep her from hitting the floor. As it was slamming into him knocked the breath out of her and she almost fell backwards, Sevilin was as firm as a brick wall. Her fingers clutched at his shirt and the other hand grabbed unwittingly onto his braid that was draped over his shoulder and still damp from the rune play earlier.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 2:55 pm
Piper dropped her face into her palm. So that's what this was about? Zahara was thinking that Malik's and Piper's conditions were something less than concensual. It was quite far from the truth...even the screaming that she usually did wasn't tinted with a tone od distaste or fear. As Malik had said it was all passion induced, she just acted out rather bodly. As for her bruiseing...it wasn't really that bad as it was being made to be, didn't even hurt. Her skin was just so fair that every little mark showed up on her really...being in the Underdark so long probably had lightened her skin a little as well, making things even more noticable. In fact where Zahara had grabbed her, a red mark was already showing, no doubt would turn into a bruise from being grabbed and yanked hard at the same time. "Zahara...it's not like that at all." Perhaps that was worse thinking than of her being a pet...though a blink as Malik took to turning Zahara and Sevilin againt or rather to each other once more, ending with him flinging her into Sevilin. One hand idly gripped to her collar a moment before she walked over to Malik once more. Peace was shattered all so easily.
Sevilin had merely frowned as Malik had to go make mentionings of him. Hell he could care less what Malik did to his surface trash pet. If he wanted to use her as a bed toy and let her enjoy herself at the same time as he did well then he could, non of Sevilin's concern to that. But when his own name was mentioned, that's when he got a little defensive, taking to standing in the doorway rather than leaning in it.
Though he was completely unprepared as she was flung at him and in chain reaction had slammed into him...not that it effected him so much physically, him not even wavering or stepped back. Though knee jerk reactions had him reaction just as they had Zahara. And in the scant ten seconds that it all took to transpire, he had her hands holding her upper arms, effectly bracing and steadying her...but also holding her where she was...which was clinging and in all too close contact with him.
Again his body was trying to betray him as well as his mind as it instantly took to thoughts of her. How she was standing so close, practically pressed up against him, her hands clutching to him...even the one that had hold to his hair, which that action he had learned to loathe, wasn't minded so much as it only merely made him incline his head some from being pulled on. It was wrong how he could feel her softness and subtle curves as she was at so close quarters, could smell her and hear her beathing to try and get air back in her.
Thus there he was, merely holding to her almost tightly and staring down at her somewhat, totally more or less lost in this little moment where his mind waged ware on himself under the influence of whatever scheme Malik had formulated.
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 4:21 pm
Malik pulled Piper gently to him and gave her one of those sweet little lingering kisses, snapping his fingers so the slave girl who had stopped playing her harp in shack at what was going on before her woudl start playing again, and sat down, back in a relatively good mood, and took a drink from his glas and ate a few grapes from the fruit tray.
A glance over at Sevilin and Zahara. and a whisper in Piper's ear.
"They do make a cute couple, don't you think?"
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 08, 2006 4:42 pm
She had only sighed in resignition as he had pulled her close and kissed her, only to plop back down in his chair and more or less pull her with him. So there they were, sharing one seat and it was like the little episode never happened. Leave it to Malik. For a moement she ran fingertips over her cheek, not liking that Zahara had popped him at all.Though she did reach down and pick up her glass from the floor before settling herself. "Perhaps they d- wait a moment." Did he just really say that. "I think you need to say that again. Here," she turned her head so that her left full ear was facing him, "say it in my good ear I think the other misheard." Before looking at him straight on and shaking her head lightly. "Since when are you one to use the word cute in positive manner A'mael?"
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