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 Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 6:59 pm
Arthur looked over to Malik and said. "Well it's not like I can pay you so I don't mind." He had no problem using his services so he could stay here, as long as Malik doesn't make him do anything which goes against what he stands for. Slowly Arthur turned his eyes back to Zahara and gave a small smiled and a shrug. "Well we all have to don't we?" he moved his hair that was hanging around his ear to keep it covered and his smile turned a little bigger. His attetion was then turned to Piper with a raised eyebrow. "What invitations?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 7:51 pm
"alright, I'm done."
but more to satisfy his own curiousity, he was scribing a rune on the table..or what might look like a rune. it was a norrathian necromancer symbol, mostly to amplify an effect. normally this spell required touching, and since he didn't want to touch Zahara, he used the little symbol to stretch it's reach so he could see if he coudl feel another little life in Zahara's tummy. but then again..it might have been a rune his mind now knew but his body didn't know it was writing.
He just couldn't help it, he was curious.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 7:58 pm
A look up to Arthur, watching him a moment. Why was he mimicing her hair thing? Oh great, the nervousness was climbing...he still didn't know, right? Right. Good. Hopefully. Piper swallowed lightly then gave him a pleasant smile to perhaps cover any outward signs she was giving. "Oh, wedding invitations. You know, nothing fancy just a 'hey guess what' note really. Then a look to Malik. "Somehow I don't believe that." Her eyes being drawn to the table where his finger was tracing out a pattern. And for a moment apprehension spiked in her at the thought that he may be doing something that wasn't a good idea...that being runing when he knew he wasn't supposed to. Though she wasn't sure if he even could without first energy manipulating...and she hadn't felt anything like that in him lately. Those she didn't think that was an Andalian rune either...confusing symbols. No, no....don't pay attention don't say anything. Oh hey look, our collar is fun to tug at, let's do that.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:07 pm
Zahara had been ready to let it go and allow everyone to have a peaceful meal when she felt the prickling sensation that meant magic was being used nearby. A quick glance told her it was Malik doing it and then she 'felt' the magic attempting to invade her own person, prodding at the tiny embryo inside her and she lost it. "You will not use magic anything on me Malik! I won't permit it!" She was out of that chair and slapping her hands down on the table, before her voice lowered, "Congratulations Lord D'Vinn, you have proof of the news. I'm not so ignorant as to not know what you were searching for. Mark my words, if you so much as lay another magical spell on me you will live to regret it." She nodded to Arthur and Piper and stalked off into the library flopping down on one of the couches.
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:13 pm
"Oh I'm getting invited right?" he asked with a small grin as he looked at Piper. But before he could get an answer he noticed that Malik was writing something on the table, looking closely the ypung elf notice he was drawing something. What the hell? he continued to stare for a moment and was about to ask a question when Zahara just exploded. Arthur watched, totally caught off gurad as the dark skinned elf went off yelling at Malik So he was using magic on her...but for what? But of course he still didn't know what the hell she was talking about. Before he could say anything Zahara just left them and Arthur was still confused about the whole thing. Slowly he looked at Malik and Piper with a raised eyebrow. "What the hell was that about?"
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:17 pm
"Depends...you like going off plane? Because it's not on this one." Personally she wasn't sure how Arthur would handle other elves. She could barely handle them herself...if she could even face these people. Ugh...uncertanties. But her attention was pulled to Zahara as she reacted to Malik's playing. And her look went to said blue elf...oh good lord what now...though from Zahara's manner of stating...she could figure it out. "She's pregnant isn't she? Congratulations indeed Lord D'Vinn..."
Sevilin looked up from the book he was reading, laid back on one of the couches in the library...and frowned, giving a sigh. Out of all the places she had to pick to wander to why here? Fine...he'd just ignore her...she was being a b***h to him anyway.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:24 pm
"Indeed she is. Seems things went according to the original plan after all. but it's not a matter to me now, Sevilin is mine with or without it."
A shrug.
"does explain her mood swings though, doesn't it."
Then a glance to Arthur.
"An extra planar trip, and then you'd have to present yourself as a proper elf. none of that human sentinmentality or dress. or hiding your ears. You are an elf, not a human, and in Andal, if you wanted to attend, you'd best act like one."
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:28 pm
Arthur gripped his sword as he stared at the two of them. "I can talk bout the wedding later whats this about her being pregnant? and plan? what plan?" Arthur was standing up now, his voice raised. He was shocked to hear that Zahara was pregnant but what Malik said was more suprising. Just what the hell was going on here? what did Malik and Piper do? god maybe he shouldn't of come here in the first place.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:33 pm
And Arthur was starting to go valiant knight on them, wasn't he? She recognized that threatened grip on his sword. Oh great, things just got worse for them didn't it. "Arthur...it's a long story. You'd do well not to involve yourself." They both looked horrible didn't they? And she'd admit, she was guilty by association, and even if her reasons were helping were different from Malik's intentions...she had still helped. On top of that she didn't know how to feel about Zahara being pregnant...but jealousy seemed to be top there. Partly because Zahara was drow, you could look at her the right way and get her pregnant, and partly because Malik had a hand in it all. But she tried to push that aside for now...needed to keep Arthur from going nuclear. Another nervous tug at the metal made collar around her neck.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 8:51 pm
Malik turned his chair around, like the mobn leader in some old gangster movie, and looked at Arthur like he was a child about to do something amusing.
"Oh, I forgot. your human raised. You see, for the Drow...the loyalty goes like this: God, House, Spouse. Sevilin wasn't bound by any law except money. a paid for mercenary, wielding a power no one on this plane can match. that makes him very valuable, and very dangerous."
Still watching Arthur, steepling his hands together and leaning back.
"To bind Sevilin to this house, and thus to my service without need of payments or worry of him being bought by an enemy, I arranged through drugs and minor magics of my own design to cause them to sleep together. the result hoped for was her pregnancy, thus, by having a child of his as part of my house, bind sevilin into service. but, since sevilin swore fealty on his own, a child isn't really needed to bind him, now is it."
Go ahead. try it. you know you want to..those human sensibilities and morals should be outraged by now. give me a reason to show you what your really up against in your 'quest'. Malik just watched him, steepled fingers resting just under his chin.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:02 pm
Arthur just watched as Malik explained their plan to bind Sevilin to this house, to keep him here so they can use him. Every word they said he got more angry, he drugged and used magic on the both of them so Zahara could get pregnant!? What the hell is wrong with him!? Slowly his eyes lowered into a hateful glare as he stared straight into Malik's eyes. Oh god how he wanted to pull out his blade and just stab him. You see Arthur hates it when people are used so that other people can gain what they want and not care what happenes at all to the person they use, and this is just a good example.
Slowly his eyes looked toward Piper and back to Malik. "God damn you Malik, you b*****d!" Quickly he pulled out his sword and pointed it straight at him. "Fine you want something well here it is." Honestly Arthur was scared shitless and Malik was going to kick his a**, but he was pissed off at what he did and he had to do something.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:12 pm
Piper stiffened at that look, face blanking of any particular emotion. There it was...that look she hated more than anything...the scene of another surface elf looking at her with that hate in thier eyes...that disapproving glare...as if he knew what she feared from him, as if he knew what she was hiding and thought her not worthy to be called an elf for it, whether that really be what he thought or not, it didn't matter to her. His look was all that mattered. A long time ago...it wouldn't have mattered...she would of thrown a punch in his face. But not now. A look she feared she would get on Andal as well. Thusly...the commonplace jump up and 'Malik don't do it' line didn't come. She was more or less struck silent and immobile as it seemed.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:27 pm
Malik didn't need to see her face to know the emotional trauma Arthur's look gave her...and then he was gone. simply vanished form his seat, shadow stepping and appearing behind Arthur, and slamming the hilt of Ebony down inbetween his shoulderblades.
"Challenge accepted. Lets see what skill you think you have."
The initial blow was followed by the easy, fluid motions of a practiced and seasoned soldier. fluid grace, elven elegance in the most deadly of forms. thrusts the slid up into defenses, slices that went to one place then up or down, aiming for what might seem to be non vital areas, but places that would still bleed heavy, slow movement, or in defense open up someplace else that was more vital.
Though he let Piper feel this. this was what anyone that gave her that look on Andal faced. She was worth fighting for, worth killing for, better than those that would look at her like that. and while Malik's black sword flowed throught he air, his right hand started to glow red. slight at first, until energy was flaring off of it like little bolts of heat lightning. just waiting for it's opportunity.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:40 pm
Arthur watched Malik with his hateful eyes , his mind still going over what he did. Honestly why the hell would you submit someone to drugs and magic just so you can get another person to be bind to your house? He did not give a rats a** about the Drow's way of life all he cared about was how someone was treated and that no one deserves to be used in anyway. "Son of a b***h..." was all he whispered before he heard Malik's words and then the feeling of something getting slammed in-between his shoulder blades.
With a loud grunt he stumbled forward towards Piper, luckily he stopped before he fell on top of her. His glare now gone he looked at Piper with a 'Why did you let him do it?' look before he turned around to face Malik. Slowly he took a deep breath as he saw the drow's sword float in the air and his right hand charged up with a magic attack. With a small nosie Arthur jumped up onto the table and gripped his sword tightly in one hand while he held his right hand open and it was consumed in a flame. "Lets just do this..." was all he said before he launched his fire ball at him with a loud yell and then he jumped at him with his sword raised in the air
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 9:50 pm
Fire? that was the ace up his sleeve? where was the elven grace, that blade should at least pose some threat beside looking fancy while he jumps up on the table. the fireball was sidestepped, letting it hit the stone floor. the sword up in the air, him launching down. yep. young and foolish. Malik stood his ground and lifted his sword up and over his shoulder the blade pointing down. that split second to position and swing, the blade slamming up at a slight angle, the loud clang of steel on mithril, the impact on the blade would send poor Arthur crashing backward down on the table.
the blade swung down it's arc, twirled in his hand and thrust forward, that blade could go right through the clothign along his chest and leave a bloody trail up him if he didn't move..but how woudl you move without risking being hit by his right hand, charged with that potential deadly Harm Touch.
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