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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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 Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 7:59 pm
She more or less giggled. "Oh you just want to have your kicks having someone call you 'Prince Malik'." Him and his flattery, though she'd admit it did save him at times. Though she only gave back his little gestures of affection before nuzzling lightly at his neck as she usually did. Then a laugh. "You and your musings over what I'm doing...an idea to which I've already gotten a rather positive response to. I don't see why you're so interested...you may not even care for the idea...though regardless if you do or not, I know people who will indeed pay for such a thing." A little pet to his cheek. "You just have to sit tight A'mael. You have other things to worry about, like horse shoes to name one."
And you have nicknamed me, that's love right there. Another happier chitter and he nibbled at her fingetips again as she pet at him and what not, yes that was his form of affection, even if those teeth could draw blood. I like meat...a lot. You carry any of that on you? That would make me a very happy ferret.
Being set down he scratched at his runed head again, before licking at some ruffled fur some back into order. He didn't like to look scruffy. He does I suppose...he'd actually very sweet to me...he actually plays with me. Not to mention he makes me feel better when I'm not happy. He cocked his head. Maybe because you know as well as I do that he's not? He's just bound by chains that are hard to break and go unseen. Chitter. Keep at it? He needs more friends with thumbs. They can get me food. Gnawing lightly on her thumb then.
Raised eyebrow...well that had just took an odd turn...he had his sweet moments? When the hell did he ever demonstrate that to her at all? Sweet moments...a flip of a page, going over information, it was amazing how he could focus on two things and comprehend both sometimes. And she was going to make that ferret fat and then he would chitter all night in discomfort.
That's right, quite and join the 'he's a lost cause' boat. Leave him be...perhaps he may of considered trusting her, but right now he could barely tolerate her...lessons weren't even a pleasant thing for him anymore. She confused him and he didn't like to be confused. He had a tendency to push away what he didn't understand.
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 8:39 pm
She thought about it for a moment and then made a mental note to make some jerky or something, remembering when he'd used meat to make the rune and then ate it. Meat was good. She idly petted at him, still flipping through those books and sighed, "He's got to know by now I'm not going to give up. I don't know why...but he's worth it. I feel it. And if he would just relax a bit, let someone in he might find true happiness. But he's scared and I guess I can't really blame him, now can I? After all if I were him I'd probably slaughter ever female I came across for the rest of my life." It really was a lost cause...she was just a glutton for punishment but she couldn't stop chasing him. Even knowing he'd just hurt her again and again and again. She'd come to learn that the tightening in her chest was him wounding her feelings. Strange to think she actually had them...
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 8:40 pm
"I have a list of things that may work for or against in this council, and some other small things to bring up perhaps. but how is horseshoe somethign to worry about. I bet I ask Kieran he's prolly got a spare set just in case I woudl be interested in putting them on Ramoth so he coudl journal how well a Norrathian horse takes to suddenly being able to levitate."
A small chuckle at that.
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 8:53 pm
Sevilin relax? Tough luck there, he barely relaxes for me and even that takes a lot of work. He's just tense when he's around other people. You should see him in a crowd, now that's an odd sight. But right, you can't blame him, hey I'm just as scared of people as he is. But I pick up vibes well and you have good ones. He flopped on his side, rolling over on his back and showing his stomach to her. Tummy scratch?
That got the lowering of his book...she really wasn't going to leave him alone was she? That was irritating. How many times did he have to tell her to just quit while she was ahead...he didn't need anybody, he didn't need help, he didn't want to be 'saved from himself'. Though she did have an interesting point to the last part...he was raised part murderer, and his hate for the females of his race boiled steadily, but he never went after any of them...when he knew he could easily defend himself.
"She'd only be able to do it when there was no solid ground under her hooves...not as much entertainment value as you may be hoping for. And you may have to worry because she may not like the idea of changing up her shoes." That horse was picky from time to time. Though a raised eyebrow from her as she shifted in his lap lightly into a more comfortable position. "A list of things? Do inform, no need to have you making me look stupid."
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 9:26 pm
"Well. Trade relations with Kiera and Fianna. Possible expansion with other kingdoms. Proving I'm not threat to the 'Crest Brigade'. Explaining to them about Cymarron's unusual behaviors and qualities for the event he may be present for wedding, as well as Aurahkah and Nialah. the Pros for us is already backing from your parents, being unknown which means they can't easily guess how to deal with me from a political standpoint. Skintone will give me the cover temporarily of being a moon elf. oh and good favor with your friend, as I hear from Kieran she fancies the color blue."
A grin, then more serious.
"Cons. Malvolence..should they realize anything about the blade that they find unseeming. when it's known I'm not a moonelf. Lack of knowledge of the plane, which can be used to mock me or make me appear as someone not to pay much heed to. the potential idea that I'm marrying you for status, which equates to me having a temper. My vocations, both military and present one, being found out."
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 9:29 pm
Violet eyes sparkled at the plopping ferret and glancing at his belly. Reaching over she used her nails to scratch at his tummy. "Ah well, I don't even know why I'm telling you all of this. It's silly really, not like it's going to do me any good. Even if you went back and repeated everything to Sevilin word for word. It would just be a mass of chitters." She continued to scratch at him and sighed. "I'm never going to find this paper Nym and it's really beginning to frustrate me. I've got to have that list or I can't make anything for Piper...and then Malik will get upset." Not a good turn of events. She rubbed a hand over her forehead and licked her lips tapping one hand on the table.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 9:50 pm
PIper rolled her eyes lightly. "Yes she does...but you're all mine now aren't you. And blue isn't her favorite color, purple is...but her aim is to fine a man who enjoys blue." It was really funny when she though about it, but nope, Malik was all hers. Piper sighed and shook her head lightly, caressing a hand over his cheek before brushign her fingers back through is hair. "A'mael...don't approach this as if you're waiting for them to find some advantage over you and take full use of it. Can't you just relax a little, treat is as...a vacation of sorts? I'm going to be tense and paranoid for the both of us anyway."
Oh tummy scratching. What a wonderful thing...that was almost as good as socks. Again, almost. You don't know that he's in here do you? You think I hang around libraries for fun? I prefer the kitchen, but okay. Chitter. Though he righted himself as she went on about her paper, a c**k of his head and a swish of his tail. List...thus he dove into the piles of papers and books, rooting around...lo and behold he came up with a list. Whether or not it was the right one, he didn't know. Couldn't read after all. Chitter?
She was oblivious, which was amusing...drow usually knew when they were sharing a room and she was practically daft to him being there at all...like Nym hung around libraries...he shook his head, closing his book and getting up, moving to the shelf and putting it away, running fingers along book spines to pull out another, flippign through it really quick and then putting it back and pulling out another one.
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 9:58 pm
The only concerns I have is the other royals and the crest brigade. Other than that, I have every intention of relaxing and flirting with your friend and in general accustoming myself to the surface for a bit."
Yes he said flirt.
"And I'm all yours. you know..maybe I coudl fix her up with a necromancer...there's a tierdal or two in that group."
That actually got a chuckle out of him.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 10:18 pm
"Well it's only been fifty two years since I left...doesn't seem much along the ruling lines have changed...I could crash course you if you'd like later." Couldn't be that hard at all really...he liked to learn about such things and she had the information stored away. Though a few blinks at him in that surpised manner. "Why Malik D'vinn...did I just hear you say flirt? Since when do you flirt?" Malik just...wasn't a flirt. But a laugh from her. "She may squeal with joy...but no match making for you, you already have that pet project. One pet at a time dear." Nuzzling lightly at him again, pressing a kiss to his throat where his pulse was. "Sometimes you're just too much."
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 10:25 pm
Nym was holding a piece of paper and she scanned over it and sadly shook her head. "Nope, that's the list of books that I made to use to figure out this formula. It's in here somewhere though, if you want to keep looking. I'm going to the kitchen for a quick snack." Thus she completley missed Sevilin getting up and going to the bookshelf, too many thoughts running through her mind, everything else even the alertness she usually had was shoved to the back so when her mind did trigger that another body was sharing her space, she more or less ignored it without realizing she did. But into the kitchen rooting through things and she found a bit of jerky some of the slaves had made for some unknown reason and a bunch of grapes and plopped both onto a plate then headed back to the library. It was impossible to miss the other drow this time but she mistakenly assumed he'd come in while she was gone. "Sevilin." she said stiffly nodding to him and walking back to her table. Breaking off a piece of the jerky she held it out to the ferret. "Any luck finding another list Nym?" as she popped a grape into her mouth and chewed.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 10:40 pm
Nym had two more lists sitting on the table...he only knew they were such by the way they were writted. Though he didn't care if he did a good job or not as that jery was presented and he took it quickly, taking to gnawing on it happily with chitters inbetween. Oh yes he loved meat...any form any type. Jerky was a good snack food.
He shook his head lightly she was going to get herself killed one day...and that concerned him for some reason. But he pushed that aside and merely went back to reading his book, even as she came back in. A look over the top of his book and he cleared his throat lightly. "Zahara." A look to Nym. "Don't feed him too much...he'll eat until he puffs out."
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 10:41 pm
"I can flirt. I just never claimed I was overly good at it. and you know I don't indulge in things I'm not overly good at often."
Of course that translated to 'I have the flirt skill of a brick, and choose not to make an a** out of myself'. Then a pet to Piper's hair.
"but this woudl be an extra planar pet project of matchmaking. And I think Sevilin needs a swift kick in the a** to get to admit he has a damn attraction. I know it, he knows it, but he won't admit it in that multipartitioned mind of his. I swear sometimes I want to just force the part of his mind that has and would act on an attraction to Zahara into dominance."
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 10:51 pm
She laughed again. "You don't even flirt with me hardly." No...Malik didn't flirt, he made subtle advances and hoped for the best. It was a quirk of his really. "No, no more match making for you. And I think he deserves one just because it would make me giggle to kick him in the a**." Bracing her hands against his chest, she pushed back and sat up enough to look at him. "I don't want to know what goes on in that mind of his, and I'm disturbed to think that you do know." A little shake of her head. "Sure we haven't reached an obsession level yet?"
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 11:22 pm
She nodded to Sevilin, "Like he did that day he runed with blood on the floor." Ah yes, let's bring up past memories shall we? The day that she'd done physical labor in his presence and had been on her knees before him though not becuase he'd wanted her there. It had really been a coicidence since she'd been cleaning the floor when he came in. But her eyes came back to the lists that Nym had found and she picked him up and spun him around happily. "You found it! Oh you smart little ferret!" Kissing him full on his little twitching nose she set him back down and handed him another piece of jerky. "You just saved me Eili knows how many hours of looking for it or the embarassment of getting another one. For that you get more jerky." And a bigger piece was set down in front of him.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 16, 2006 11:32 pm
He sighed in that 'you didn't just hear me say don't feed him to much, did you?'. But he let it pass...but had to make a comment. "Lucky for you Nym came along...what with that mess you may of never found whatever it is you're looking for. If you put things back you wouldn't have that problem." Oh the obsessive compulsive urge to clean...
He chittered happily, all too thankful for more jerky really. Hey food was food, he'd take it and stuff his little self full till he couldn't move anymore. Ah yes, good times. Sevilin had no room to talk, he was known to do it too. Chitter.
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