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 Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 9:21 pm
"I should have killed her. I will never understand how those two always seem to stop me from my better judgement. All it's going to do is make it so the next time I do something she doesn't like, she'll blame Piper, and we'll be back here again."
Before getting up on Ramoth, an dlooking over at Fianna.
"I apologize for you having to see that part of me."
Before a little spurring to get Ramoth into a trot, making sure Fianna was close by just in case anything in the underdark nasty realm wanted to test it's luck against what would appear to be an unarmed drow and a surface elf.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 9:34 pm
Zahara was not a happy elf, her injuries were relatively minor when considered but they still hurt and she really didn't like having to deal with this muscle paralyzer, that just made things all the worse. It was strange being held by Kieran though she knew he was only doing it at Piper's behest. Kieran and Fianna probably hated her now, she'd gone after Piper after all and they weren't like her own mother. Her mother would have taken sadistic pleasure out of what Zahara had done, congratulated and dare she say it, rewarded her for it. But the ride home left her just as stiff. She watched the scenery go by and then said softly, "Please...take me to my room..."
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 9:50 pm
Fianna shook her head lightly. "Because they can't help but find the good and second or more chance in anyone. Once you befriend them the first time...it's hard to get rid of them. They're alike to a fault in that aspect I suppose." But a little nod at Malik, chewing her bottom lip for a moment before she merely shook her head again. "It's alright..." Was it really? Well she didn't know. But a little kick to Serino, setting off with the other two, though yes probably riding a little closer to Malik than she normally would of uncomfortable exposure in the underdark.
Piper lifted her head from Kieran's shoulder as they came back home, and worked herself down, of course with a little cringe at weight on her leg. Ow that was going to bother her for the rest of the night. What did Zahara have metal in her boot soles? A look to Kieran. "I'm fine...just take her to her room..." She was determined to not come off as the weak little surface elf over this.
Getting home, Kieran only nodded to Zahara and watched Piper a moment before slipping down, Zahara in his hold, and nodding to her. "If you're sure." Said as he made his way inside, taking Zahara up to her room. Settling her down before being asked to leave by to to which he oblidged her.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 9:53 pm
Meilikki stood with a forlorn expression as she watched from her bedroom window. For several days now five small dragons and there riders had been bowing their heads in front of what had essentailly became Tanudnra's grave. Nothing now but a cooled splatter of stone veined with precious metals.
She had dragged a blanket from her bed and drapped it over her shoulders, she was cold but she would not go back to bed. The dragon armada paid their respects to their general, standing vigil for as long as they felt the need. Meilikki could do nothing but watch.
How alone she felt now without the constant watch of her closest friend, one who had watched her grow, had loved her and protected her. How cruel that her first real sight was marred with death.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 10:02 pm
"It's dangerous to play that game in the underdark. But at least Zahara is not so deadly a threat as many are. and it's not alright. there are some parts of me you should never see. and that is one of them. And you shouldn't see the part of me that Kaden did, or that I threatened Zahara with."
He ran his hand through Ramoth's mane, and shook his head.
"the horrors in the underdark are enough, no need for me to give you nightmareish reverie from my actions. when you have to see the part of me that is cruel and sadistic."
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 10:16 pm
She took to walking/limping back inside. Yes it was one of those times where she was going to pretend it didn't hurt as it did adn that she could breathe easily through her nose, blood saying otherwise though. Getting herself inside, she grabbed the nearest slave and handed him Malvolence. "Go put that away." Followed by a cough because it was hard to breath and talk at the same time when you didn't have your nose to deal with the former. Felt like she'd been stomped by Ramoth.
"To them it's not a game, it's merely a trait of who they are I guess. Kieran has had his fair share of bad things happen from that affect, but it doesn't deture him in the least, nor do my worries." A little shrug as they came upon the fortress a few minutes after Kieran and the others and she dismounted, looking to Malik once more. "Don't think that I am one to easily be frightened off Malik."
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 10:27 pm
"Fear is not the problem, Fianna. The darkness in the soul should remained locked for some of us. because it's consuming, and you shouldn't have to see me like that, nor should anyone else. Piper included. the only people who should see that part of me are those that are suffering from it."
And he went inside, directly to Piper.
"Next time, neither you or kieran will stop me."
Before looking he over, lightly tilting her head some.
"She did a number on you. get a cleric, and let them cure you. you can take it fast and magically. no touching, just fix your nose at least. I kow how difficult it is to breath when it's smashed like that. happened to me quite a few times in my day as a soldier."
But he took her hand in both of his, looking at her ring.
"You know I only want to protect you and keep you safe. from anyone that woudl hurt you. no matter who that is."
Onyx was still laying in Moonstone's little office. not in a pleasent mood or a pleasent state of body. he was always too cold, or too hot, achy, miserable..he'd be fine one minute, and shivering the next. and still his little wisps of energy woudl go seeking Aella..and some would seek Omega. He wasnted to see Aella, and Omega was the one that did this to him, she'd have answers as to what it was.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 10:46 pm
A look to him, wiping at blood with a gloved hand a moment. "We'll see...it was just a stupid fight..." After all...it was just a fight, fights happened, sometimes on a physical level and that was alrighty...you could forget who you were as long as you could get yourself back in those brief moments she supposed. But she let him look her over, tilt her head. "She sucker punched me is all." Yeah more or less ambushed and she was about to walk away from him, giving in on the cleric mention because this time she was fully willing, when he took hold of her hand and noticed where his look was fixated. "I know...but don't forget...you can hurt me to. Just like I can hurt you." Another little cough...broken nose, smoke inhilation, it wasn't a good day for her. "Really...I'm fine..." Placing her free hand overtop his, giving a little squeeze. "It's late...we should get some reverie...head on up, I'll be up in a moment..." Pulling away gently and wiping at blood again before limping off and heading downstairs to get herself fixed up somewhat.
Fianna sighed and shook her head lightly, making sure all three horses got back to the stables before she turned and looked out over the underdark a moment, with a soft sigh. Malik had his points but she knew it didn't matter to Piper now did it? With a light shake of her head she made her way back inside, pointedly to find Kieran and force information from him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 10:29 am
The poison slowly worked its way out of her system and she was able to heal herself. She was going to bruise but there was no doubt that Piper would as well. Zahara was left to herself, time to consider, reflect on what she'd done. Her fingers lightly brushed over the cut from the spot on her shoulder where the arrow had entered her body. She didn't heal it, though why she didn't really know. All she kept seeing was the gash on Sevilin's back, the blood and the puckered skin. Eventually though, she drifted on into reverie. The next morning had her up and out of bed dark and early. She felt her strange, her body acting weirdly. Her stomach rolled and lurched and she bolted for the bathroom, hit her knees and emptied out her stomach. On her knees, hands clenched tightly, head bowed she was in the universal position to pay homage to the porcelain god. She moaned as it racked her body and the process began again.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 2:06 pm
Malik was quiet, and went to thier room, disrobing of his armor and any other clothing he had, before slipping into bed, laying on his side. he was not a happy elf. He still wanted to break Zahara in two, adn the thought of hurting piper was not a happy one even if only hypothetical. not to mention Fianna had seen a part of him she never should have in the first place. of course, dark thoughts made for dark reveries, which ment he didn't have a happy time there either. which was punctuated by spasmic twitching or whimpering sounds, groans and not the pleasurable ones.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 2:29 pm
Clerics could heal wounds easily enough, ease pain and seal up broken skin, but it still left behind bruises and what not. Sure enough she'd be real pretty is the morning...she practically rolled her eyes at the sarcasm in her own head. But soon enough she had headed back upstairs and to thier room, taking a moment to clean herself up before changing clothes and walking over to the bed, watching Malik for a moment. Seemed he was having it just as bad. With a sigh she slipped into bed next to him, twinging thier fingers and cuddleing up close to him to perhaps soothe his own reveries some.
And morning...well that proved to indeed be painful, Piper waking first as in most cases. With a little cringe she touched a hand to her face, full well knowing that there was probably a substantial amount of bruising just from the light touching. A look over the rest of herself, again inventorying where injuries were or had been. Yeah she was not a happy elf. Though sitting there in bed she merely dropped her head into her hands, more pointedly trying not to cry from just the build up of it all. Betrayal, stress, worries, general unhappiness. No no crying, don't cry.
Sevilin sat at the dinning table as per usual in the dark and early, drumming his fingers on the table and waiting for a certain someone to come down for her lessons. Though he was as usual as well getting sick of waiting and was about to go drag a certain someone out of her bed by her ankles.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 2:52 pm
Malik was dead to the world, trapped in the past, in memories of death, pain, misery and fear. And almost in response to Piper's will trying to stop her from crying, tears formed and fell along the side of his face. still twitching from time to time.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 3:01 pm
Another look to Malik though at his twitching, reverie always being a more haunting thing for him than it was for her or more than she could possibly fathom could be, when they were bad that is. Though a blink, a rub at the bit of wetnss from her own eyes, even if that little action jolted pain in her face, before she turned to him, another blink. Reaching a hand out she brushed fingers across the wet trails on his face...Malik didn't cry. Which thus made his own reverie more worrisome to her, where usually she left him alone in them, seeing as ripping someone out of reverie wasn't pleasant for them, she couldn't leave him in one that upset him that much. After all, she had only seen him cry a scant few times before, and those had to deal with her not being herself or he about to loose her. If that was indeed part of those reveries then no, she wouldn't let him suffer it. Thus it was time to disrupt a reverie. So a hand placed on his chest, more pointedly over his heart, and the other cradled his jaw. "Malik...A'mael...come up out of reverie." Easy enough to get someone out with the right pressures, volume, and tone.
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 3:14 pm
He twitched, pressure, words trying to digg into the mire of reverie...and his eyes snapped open, and he sat up grabbing her wrists in a vice and sitting up hard. Eyes full of pain, hate, anger, and misery.
"Get away from her!"
In fact one hand jerked back, glowing a bright and angry red, before his brain registered where he was and whom was in front of him. and his eyes faded to a semi tired look, and the hand lost it's glow, resting them on his lap.
"Sorry about that..If I woke you or frightened you.."
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Posted: Sun Jun 25, 2006 3:23 pm
Yes that was why you didn't rip anyone from reverie usually...it could be bad for the one who was doing the waking expecially, a little twitch of her eye as he had grabbed her wrists so tightly as he jumped awake, more or less screaming at her. And yes, she did turn her head again and close her eyes as he had one hand pulled back, signs of Malik's valued harm touch technique evident. That would hurt like hell. Though as she felt his hold leave her and him more or less calm down she looked back to him. "It's alright...I know better than to pull you out of reverie...but you needed to be." Why did looking at him want to make her cry? Oh yes, guilt and what not...and it was hard to admit that he may be right about Zahara...that she would keep betraying the trust Piper kept giving her. A hand reached out again, brushing over what remained of that wet trail on his cheek. "A'ma-...Malik," she didn't deserve to call him that right now, "I'm sorry...for all that I've done lately. I've been nothing but a child and underexposed surface elf about so much."
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