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 Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 1:33 pm
She smiled, glad that what she had would be enough for them. She hid part of that smile politly behind a hand during Cedric's and Celests' exchange. She never expected to fully understand elves and she supposed that was half the fun.
"The Prince? Certainly, I'd love to." She took the babe carefully from Celeste, only having held a child once or twice in her blind life. She held him in the rook of her arm. "Hello Little Prince. Did your journey seem long?" Her eyes sparkeld when she smiled.
Aella watched the scene with a little bit of confusion, and dearly hoped that such pet names were not a habbit of Celeste. She didn't want to be called anything that sonded so mushy. Or embarasing for that matter. She peeked over Meilikki's shoulder at the babe.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 1:39 pm
Onyx smirked.
"should have known. But I was here to let you know I'm not a killer and free from that little prison cell you all had confined me to. And that I'm heading to the Oracles, and if there was something you wanted from me, you'd better ask. Oh. and something else."
And he casually walked over, and popped his twin in the back of the head.
"you need to stop being afriad of your innate power. You never use it, and maybe you should. after all, you got father's have of the power spectrum..and he coudl talk to spirits, couldn't he."
Before heading back out into the weather, gliding his way over toward the Oracle's place.
"I've thought about it. and I'll pass anything I come up with by you."
another chuckled following right behind her.
"You didn't have to babysit. and yes, I'll more than take care of it for you."
Said in that smooth, seductive, and highly suggestive tone of voice.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 1:42 pm
"See, I knew I could count on you when it came to various aspects of my life. There had to of been a reason I married you after all. And yes I did...otherwise there would of been far more trouble and blood than was needed in such a social situation." Giving a little chuckle as she lead him into thier room, looking over her shoulder at him and giving him a spark of gold from her eyes just because she could and she knew that it made the wheels in his head turn. "Good."
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:03 pm
"'Ello, there, Miss Oracle." A familar Eastern European voice said as the weather seemed to significantly die down. "Apparently, you are my new master. As such, I shall endevour to make your life as pleasent as possible, for as long as the wage I have been paid lasts... Which is beyond my years as a human." Orko walked passed the group, and zaped his shoes clean before entering the Manor, "Oh, Old Master, Where art thou? Your number one student from a few decades ago is here for a long, long visit."
Sstrl bowed before her, "I'll Makess sssure I am usseful to you." He said before following Orko.
"I am much to big for this dwelling." Aven said, "I'll just go join Warhammer in the barn yonder way." He troughted off.
A large bronze dragon ploped himself down beside the entrance. A very sour and unimpressed expression floated across his face, until he caught the smell of the child. He seemed to liven up, but merely snorted softly at Aella, before wondering towards a grove, and making it bigger.
Celeste looked at Meilikki, "Wont this be a happy gathering... But where is the Stoneshaper and Rydia?"
"Maybe they went back to the Purians." Cedric answered.
"No, we just arrived late." The stone coloured human said as he walked passed the group. "My dear." He said to Rydia as they waltzed passed the gathered group.
"Go ahead, just all of you make yourselves at home." Cedric's sarcastic glow made Celeste chuckle.
"Aella, why do you not hold Baby Prince Tarathiel?" She said, noting that Meilikki was hogging the child to herself.
In the distant city of Deep Water, a merchant scowered over the documents. He found a few promissing notes, but was not sure that he could do much. He would have to get samples. Thus, he wrote a dispatch, and arranged to have it delivered when the rain let up.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:07 pm
Onyx landed at the Oracles place, and poked his wet head in.
"Anyone home?"
Malik did indeed keep Piper well stress relived. and then some. but later, Malik was up in the room, opening his closet and picking out a little necklace out of his things and holding the gem up.
"Vyemm. You and I need a conversation."
"What is it, mortal."
"Now now. I helped your kind with Sathir, and you owe me a favor. JHow have your experiments gone?"
"Well."
"Something worked and lived?"
"Yes."
"Good. tell me how you did it."
"Why, you have no need of them."
"Because you owe me a favor."
"And if I refuse, you can't possibly come to challenge me directly."
"True, but if you refuse, I'll tell Gorenaire about your experiments. adn you know she won't like it, and then you'll have to deal with Talendor and Phara Dar..not to mention Vul'Arreak."
"....alright. wyvern eggs infused with the essence of the mortal races, and empowered through my personal magics to breed the first. since they breed like the hated Iksar."
"wonderful. can it work in reverse?"
"I don't see why not."
"Good. your debt is wiped clean."
Then back to bed, and into reverie...more plans set into motion.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:12 pm
"Oh, Hello Orko....Sstrl...Aven...Lavi...Stoneshapper..Rydia." She blinked, how many people was it now that she had in her service? not including those employed to work at the manor? She couldn't relaly do much but allow them in, not she she would have denied them entry in the first place.
She handed the babe to Aella with a chuckle.
Aella took Tarathiel with a blush on her face, remebering sometihng. "Um...Meilikki? I have a message for you from...um...the Captain. But can we go soemplace else?"
"Another message?"
"No...it's the same one that I didn't deliver properly."
Meilikki frowned. "I don't understand, you can give me that message again, here if you must."
Moonstone shrugged. "It doesn't really matter who killed her. But from you? No, there is nothing I want at present." then his nose came in harsh contact with the surface of the table in front of him. He could opnly rub at it and think while Onyx left.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:19 pm
"What a colourful group that has gathered." Celeste said, paying very close attention to the way the prince was being handled. She was scaning her spell repetoire will enjoying the moment. She would be merciless on anyone or thing that hoped to cause strife.
"Tideswell." Cedric greeted Onyx.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:28 pm
Aella sighed in a dejected, beaten manner. "All right." She leaned in, kissed Meilikki on the mouth, just the way teh Captain had done to her, and said in a purring voice "Arr."
Meilikki blinked, blushed, and refused to look at anyone else in the room at the moment.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:29 pm
"I remember that..." Cedric and Celeste said with a very similar interest.
"You be quiet." Celeste added afterwords, in Cedric's direction.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:35 pm
((Retrospect whatever you didn't finish...moving on now.)) Time Jump: Six Months
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:36 pm
((Retrospecting everything so we don't have to go through it all. It's about a day after the actual birth took place.))
A strange noise drifted to her ears and she blinked for a moment then shook her head. It all came rushing back. She’d been standing there, making sure her foal was comfortable and beginning to get him used to her touch when the pain had begun. She’d pushed it aside as a dull throbbing deep in her loins for a while but pretty soon it had become unbearable. Convinced that something was very wrong, she doubled over just as liquid rushed down her legs, soaking her skirt and puddling on the floor. What was happening? She didn’t know, all she knew was that the pain was becoming overwhelming and she was scared out of her wits. Using the wall for balance and grabbing her stomach, a horrid grimace on her face, she screamed for Sevilin.
He’d come quickly as he’d been staying close to home ever since her due date had been looming closer and closer. And now he knew just what was happening though she didn’t have a clue. Minutes later he’d picked her up and carried her, even though she was pregnant, to her room and settled her in bed. The rest of the events passed in somewhat of a blur. She remembered pain, lots of pain, pain like nothing she’d ever experienced before. She remembered squeezing Sevilin’s hand to take away her discomfort and had been convinced that she’d broken it. It was a good thing he’d given her his non runing hand or he’d be in trouble right now, unable to use the massacred hand.
The pain had gone on for an indeterminable amount of time though at some point someone told her it hadn’t been quite that long. She just knew she wanted it all to end, she just wanted to die but that wasn’t an option. She dimly remembered the sensation of pushing and squeezing and screaming. And then she remembered Piper at her head, telling her she was doing fine, even while she rested a hand on her own swollen belly. Vaguely she remembered Piper telling her a few things including it was a little boy.
That moment had been a deciding one for sure. Her first instinct had been to lift her arms and take the child, snuggle him to her chest and let him find the nourishment he would need. But her mind overrode it and she shook her head telling Piper to give him to Sevilin. After all, it was his baby, not hers. She’d seen a momentary frown come over the surface elf’s face and then she’d passed the baby on. That was the last thing she remembered as reverie pulled her under. She remained down for the rest of that day and decided to take it easy the next, thus why she was currently lounging in bed and listening to a cry down the hall. Moments later the crying stopped. Sevilin must have gotten to him.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:37 pm
((Subtle))
"Roarke, you over sized Butterfly, you need to regain your magical powers... Without them, you are just a monkey." Orko once again berated the older mageling. Which pretty much summerized the last six months at the Manor.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:40 pm
"How many times do I have to tell you, Orko? I do have my powers back. I just don't use them. Some of us practice restraint, unlike some people I know." Yup, pretty bickery between these two.
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:42 pm
Piper stood examining herself in the mirror. Like most six month pregnant women, she was going through the ‘possibly fat and overly sensitive about it’ stage today. Not that she was, more or less just having that puffy with life look with elven grace to top it off. But she’d disagree with that…she’d always been self conscious anyway. However true to her nature, she really didn’t complain too much except for the random occasional hormonal outburst. Then there were the times that she loved the look, taking complete pleasure in knowing what it meant, the thought making the gold in her eyes sparkle. But not today. Yes today would be one of those bad days…the morning had already proven evil to her, as she had lost dinner from the night before and she had no appetite for food, but knew she was going to have to suffer through breakfast.
Hands smoothed at her clothing and over the bump in her midsection, smoothing cloth down there as well. Then her hands came back up to tuck her hair behind her ears, the red and silvery white strands now past her shoulders in length…which was interesting, sometimes she found herself getting it caught in clothing and the like these days. Finally a tug at her collar to pull it into proper setting. What to do today? Running out of things to do was quickly becoming her greatest hassel...pregnant things aside of course.
Apparently, Sevilin could in fact be a docile, caring, nurturing individual. An infant in his hands was just as good as provided and cared for. Yes he easily had the air of a parent about him. Then again that would be expected after raising two brothers now wouldn’t it…never mind that they never breeched their ‘teen’ years but that wasn’t due to poor care from their sole provider. Currently the little one rested on the length and in the crook of Sevilin’s arm against his chest, almost lazily making soft obscure noises while his brilliant violet eyes took in what they could observe. Yes, he had the looks of any commonplace drow…but he had Zahara’s rather rare violet eyes. And for that, Sevilin was glad. Be it because it was a reminder of the boy’s mother, or because he though that not having his own eyes…his son wouldn’t mimic his own looks later in life. To Sevilin…that was a good thing, seeing as his mind never really wrapped around the issue of not being Llothian anymore, and Lloth not even existing on this plane any longer.
And yes, he was enamored with his new son, as any parent would be. But he perhaps held an even stronger drive toward caring for the child from prior circumstances. The infant only a little over a day old into the world and Sevilin was not sparing a bit of affection. Though his attention turned to the baby in his hold who made another noise that was one of wanting attention and he looked fondly to his son, giving one of those lopsided grins to him. He still needed a name…which that had been the topic of his thoughts for the last day or so. Sevilin wanted nothing negative from his old life to stain this child…which meant he was being very careful in this aspect. Though the wheels in his head did turn slowly, they turned with purposeful slowness. His attention turned to a chitter as Nym came to sit on Sevilin's shoulder, little twitching nose inspecting the infant. “Well Nym, I think I got it finally.” He waited for that inquisitive chitter as if he was really holding conversation with the creature. “Zykariel.” Thus an approving chitter followed.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Fri Sep 22, 2006 2:46 pm
Arthur sighed slowly as his one eye opened, it has been a full six months and now he and the others went through the moment of Zahara giving birth to her child and now it was the day after, but the surface elf didn’t dwell in those matters the baby belonged to Sevilin not him, he just hoped that the child will be okay in the drow’s care. With a small grunt Arthur puled himself into a sitting position as his muscles ached and groaned at his movements, even after six months his body still needed more time to get use to the training he was under, in both magic and sword play; but he could feel the difference now that he has been training underneath Sevilin and Malik, his strength from fighting against so many random opponents has increase and his muscle mass has risen some what though he hoped he wouldn’t end up gaining so much muscle after training. While sitting in his bed the young elf ran his fingers over his chest, stomach and arms, they brushed over the toned muscles but they were only lightly toned, he wasn't anything like Malik was that’s for sure. His magic on the other hand has been getting a little more easier to control, he could sit and practice controlling the flow of his magic with ease and keep it locked into areas like his hands and is able to keep it there for a couple of hours which is good, and he has been slowly increasing the time day by day.
With a small sigh Arthur crawled out of bed and walked into the washroom, he needed a good bath and so he turned the faucet on and let the warm water flow from the tap and into the tub as he walked over to the sink and mirror to check himself out. As usual he kept his eye patch on, since he didn’t want to be reminded of the day he lost his eye, and slowly ran his fingers through his hair which had apparently grown in the past six months, not that he minds it at all. After checking himself in the mirror he turned made his way back to the tub and checked the water before turning off the faucet and lowering himself into the warm water to let his muscles relax.
After about a half an hour Arthur emerged from the washroom as he dried his hair with a towel, leaving the rest of himself exposed but he didn’t care since it was his room anyway. After drying his hair to the way he wanted it the young elf dropped the towel on the ground and started to pick out what he wanted to wear, ever since he has started to train with Malik all his cloths has become ripped so he had to keep on making trips to the tailor that lived in the fortress to make him some clothing ever so often. As always he wore what he liked which was pants, leather boots a nice silk shirt and a blazer like coat or a vest, and he had them in sets so he didn’t always wear the same piece of clothing. With a small smile he picked which cloths he wanted out of his wardrobe and put them on, a blue blazer, black pants and white shirt and dark brown boots with a black leather belt; and each piece of clothing was made out of really good materials and had some elven designs on most of his cloths to show some of his heritage. So after checking his cloths in the mirror and fixing his hair Arthur grabbed his katana and left his room and went to the dinning hall so he wouldn’t be late for anyone and hopefully they wouldn’t be mad at him, besides Sevilin now had his son so probably he will be occupied with taking care of the new born infant.
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