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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 7:06 am
Lharika consented to the terms of the deal and handed the bandanna over then tied her ribbon back up in her hair as best she could. She was getting sleepy. On a reverie schedule much like her father, she would take random naps during the day instead of one long spiel at night. And it was getting to be time for one of her naps. "Strawberries it is then..." Yawn.
Zykariel wanted to crawl back inside the womb that he had first been. This world was wrong and scary and he wanted his nice, safe haven, where no loud noises existed and yelling wasn't allowed. But he wanted to transfer that womb from Zahara to Sevilin and stay there forever. He clung tightly to his father the whole way home and when they got there, he refused to be put down, holding tightly around Sevilin's neck when he tried. Not a happy child at all. He still didn't understand what had gone wrong, what had happened. "Daddy, how come she looked at me like that?"
Zahara was awash in contemplative memory. She kept feeling that absence of power, the mocking laughter, and her sister's palapable anger. Shivering slightly, but not from the cold, she picked up a blanket and wrapped it around her then drew her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms and consuquently the blanket around them. She'd thought she had put that all behind her, that she was over every bit of it, that she had conquered it. But that thirst for blood was still there. Malik's last words hit her right where it hurt the most. Even Malik believed she was inherently good. If only he knew...
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 4:50 pm
"Yes but the hard part is talking to her without her turning on me and me once again experiencing that particular pain that comes with getting the proverbial dagger shoved into one's back, once she starts getting defensive." What? She spoke the truth, that's what Zahara did. "Unless of course you actually softened her up." Either way, Piper would probably manage now wouldn't she? And at his mentioning a look to the children. "Oh that's done already...didn't take much. And no, no one got hurt. Somehow it dissolved into that game where they tag each other and steal things from one another then into roll around on the ground wrestling and then dealing...Cute as can be I assure you. Though it seems someone is getting tired." Giving her own smile as she walked over to the kids, picking up Malikhai as he was clipping his bandanna back on, and then putting a hand on Lharika's back, pushing the child back towards the fortress while carrying the other. "Alright, I think someone needs thier reverie." She rolled her eyes slightly. Kieran and his scheduled reveries, of course Lark had picked that up. "Well as you always tell me, things will work out. There's always a dawn in the Underdark, even if we can't see it. Yes A'mael?"
"But I'm not tired! Do I gotta go to reverie too?" A slightly complaintive yet enticing mix to his voice hoping to earn his way. He took his reverie like his own parents...when he could indeed do it that was. Many a night spent in mommy and daddy's bed with at least one of them up and the other tranced out, as they were trying to get him to do the same. It was a tricky process when you were so young.
"No, you don't have to Malikhai. But you are more than welcome to. Who knows, you may enjoy it."
And there was no way that child was coming off of him at all, now was there? Nope. Sevilin could literally take his hands off the child and he would hang there from his neck, wholly supported like that. It was almost funny...probably would be if there wasn't such a negative reason for why he was doing it. So then, he had merely conceeded to sit down and try to work a little as he let the child cling as he wanted to. He could make this work. Could get things done and watch Zykariel and tend to his needs. "Well, she wasn't quite herself you see...Malik's sword makes people..." oh how to put this in a good way, "...see things that upset them. Things that sometimes need to be fixed."
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 5:20 pm
Indeed. Though I am begining to wonder what Isle is doing with Arthur down there. hopefully they aren't stuck in some room doing things better left not done.
though that did get a slight chuckle.
You're book are all done, everything set in order. Anything you want in particular for dinner?
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 5:37 pm
"Are you trying to make me fat?" Not that that was possible...she ran around much too much to keep any weight on her than what was normal. But then a raise of an eyebrow and that look to challenge to him as he drew on her. "En garde? Is that your wish? Very well then, I might as well practice my sword arm a bit." Thus stepping back from him and she took up her flute a moment, playing a few notes before holding out a hand as if waiting for something, her sword in it's scabbard seemingly popping out of thin air to drop in her hand before she clipped the belt at her hips and drew her own rather fancy blade, punctuating with a giggle. "Well then Galesen, impress me."
"You mean you haven't used that handy dandy sword of yours to check up on them? Well love, I dare say I am impressed, what with you wanting to be all up in everyone's business." Giving a laugh that was audible to him then as she was leading children upstairs, making sure Lark was settled before leaving the nursery, Malikhai having been set down had decided to tend to his new egg. "I don't want to know that particular little tidbit of information. Though no doubt, whatever she's up to I'm going to hear about it. Then of course I can have the fun of telling you and you of course can have the fun of going to pester Arthur over things." And a shake of her head out of habit, whether he could see it or not. "Oh how lovely...means I have more time for you tonight now doesn't it? That would be of course if you could handle it, scratching post. But you know me...I'll eat whatever you put on the table. Well, to my standards anyway." Hell, she was happy if there was just cinnamon nearby.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 5:59 pm
Arthur had to chuckle a little at her 'getting her fat' comment. "Of course not, I just like to cook that's all." So there he stood, his katana in both hands while he had that familiar grin on his face, though he watched with a puzzled look on his face as Isle took out her flute and played a few notes. "What was that for?" But of course she didn't have to answer as her sword appeared in front of her while still placed in it's scabbard. "Oh...that's pretty cool." Though of course Arthur put himself back into 'ready' mode as Isle drew her own sword with her giggle which of course drew a smile on Arthur's face. "Well then lets do this shall we?" And so Arthur lunged at Isle as he brought his sword up in a sweeping motion, he wanted to start things off slow first he didn't want to get really serious like if he was actually training underneath Malik or fighting the drow, he might injure Isle if things went that way; not that he doubts her fighting skills of course.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 6:38 pm
"I can handle anything you can deal out, 'Chev."
a chuckle meeting her at the base of the stairs, and wlaking with her to the kitchen. typical meal time, and lots of cinnamon since she loves the stuff.
"And I'm sure you'll tell me all the gossipy details. did our son take a reverie as well or is he just enjoying some alone time?"
starting on his meal, giving a glance over at her.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 6:52 pm
An easy strife to the side, sweeping her own blade sideways to clang against his own and thus offset his course, making metal sing with the strike. She was nowhere near going to take it easy, after all she saw no point in it, aware that Galesen was or not doing just that. Thus after the initial defensive swing she spun around, flipping her blade in hand to catch it quickly and swipe diagonally at Galesen's person while her feet took to positioning to make advantage of his evasive steps to trip him up.
"Of course you can, your ego never fails you after all, now does it?" Giving him a little chuckle as they fell into stride with one another on thier way to the kitchen and of course there was the lovely smell of cinnamon...though she was always supicious that Malik purposefully more or less sprinkled it around everything to make her eat. But a shake of her head. "No, he's elected to stare at his draithix egg in hopes that it will hatch and generally keep it comfortable. And protecting his boots of course. It's rather cute as well." Sitting down at the table, giving a look around it then and then back to Malik. "Just us tonight?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 7:15 pm
Well of course Arthur had thought of what Isle may do with his own open attack and it seemed to be a strife to the side with a swing of her own blade to shove his course off, it was a normal move that anyone would of done so he didn't worry that much about it he just had to keep himself on his toes and careful of the way she fights. So after both blades made the first contact Arthur started to recover his balance when he caught a glimpse of Isle's first attack, she had placed her blade in her other hand and made a diagonal swipe while she placed herself so he would be set off balance again if he dare avoided her attack. So the elf quickly stomped his foot into the ground to halt his movements and took his katana in one hand and twisted it around so it was facing the on coming blade, once the two swords met once again that familiar sound of ringing steel could be heard and Arthur had to grin a little. Sometimes it's best to face the attack than avoid it... he thought as he watched her with a small glint in his eye. Though after blocking for just a few seconds he bent his knees and pushed back in the direction of Isle's sword, making it travel up the blade of his katana and sail off so he could attack, so right when her blade was off of his own Arthur quickly twisted his body into a better position and brought his weapon into both hands then swung it in a downwards angle while trying to be careful of his footing.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 8:14 pm
"Just us, unless anything unforseen happens. like Isle seriously injuriing arthur, Zahara having a complete nervous breakdown...things like that."
A slight chuckle and taking to his food, taking a second for some thought.
"Just you and me tonight, no one else to bother, nothing to come up with any luck. we have the entire evening to ourselves."
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 8:16 pm
Ears twiched as her blade slid against his own, the momentum making her own blade arc downward. A quick flip of her wrist though stopped her blade and she flicked her wrist again, changing the blade's angle to be up rather than down as she braced her boot against Galesen's at his attack, using him as a temporary brace to push from and thus into a back handspring for her so that his blade sailed over her boots before she hit the sand and dove forward, grabbing her blade and more or less popping up right in Galesen's arm, the blade following suit. Should said blade continue on that path, she would split him open right up the front of his chest...if she was tryign to harm him for real of course. It was better to keep your opponent so close you could feel thier breath sometimes.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 8:21 pm
She gave a blink and then a smil. "Really now...I think I may be in shock. No moochers, no children, no friends, no trainees...just us? My my how long has it been since then. Dare I say break out the candles." A melodic laugh to follow that. No really it was something that didn't happen often these days. Thier breif slips of time together happened in early morning hours before they left the bed. Besides that, there weren't many occurances. So this was nice, now wasn't it? "Well do let us hope nothing unforseen does happen." Though they were probably jynxing themselves just thinking about it and no doubt you'd hear 'Mommy or Daddy' being yelled. A fond look over to him. "It does seem we don't get as much time to ourselves anymore, doesn't it?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 8:47 pm
"Of course..kids, disparate human thinking elves, a dysfunctional family...plenty of things to keep one occupied. nto including the general havok that seems to love this plane."
A slight chuckle over at her, taking her hand in his and kissing it lightly.
"but it's a break time right now, time to ourselves."
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 8:55 pm
Arthur cursed lightly, things seemed too easy and Isle was not the kind of woman who would fall for easy reactions like he just did, she was a fast one always flicking her wrists and using both hands to carry the sword when needed. But when she used his foot as a brace to help herself avoid his own attack Arthur could help but applaud and yet be kind of shocked at her movements, who ever trained her was really good and yet this was only the beginning. So as he was in his own display of movements Isle was clearly in a state of her own and by the looks of things a lot faster than he was because in no time at all she appeared in the gap made by both his arms when holding the katana, it was kind of funny that she could fit in their but right now that's not the problem. The thing that he found weird was how she obtained any jump when she came this close because he was staring mostly around her neck/ chest area and his arms were...wait his arms were basically wrapped around her body so that would allow him to...and at that moment a light bulb went off in his head. With a small grin Arthur quickly made his arms clamp around Isle, putting into a sort of squeeze which stopped her movement, and now if he really wanted to harm her he would squeeze tighter but he only did a little to see what she could do.
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 9:06 pm
Another one of those fond loving smiles at him as he took up her hand. Always the chivalrous one, eh Malik? Well...at least to Piper. It often was indeed a treat that they got some alone time outside the bedroom together. After all, it was just nice to bask in those wonderful feelings sometimes. "As I always say, like wolves too blood. Maybe we can be lucky for a while and the wolves won't go hunting. I suspect we'll get enough hell our way when thi surface ploy gets into it's motions." Shaking her head lightly at that, somewhat picking at food that had been put on her plate at some point. "We need a vacation is what we need. Break are few and far between...but very very much enjoyed. So then, do we still have things in common or have we morphed into entirely different beings?" Ah yes, Piper style casual conversation.
Almost as if she had anticipated his form of attack, seeing as the method to constrain her was quiet obvious, as his arms squeezed around her top half, she braced a foot on his knee to lift her other foot and thus wrapped her legs around his waist, letting her blade go and twisting her shoulders just so that she was allowed slack in his grip, bringing her hands up and grabbing to the collar of his shirt and more or less archign her back to set thier weight towards Galesen's front. In short, she used his momentum forward combined with her weight which would more or less flip them both forward and into the dirt. Where upon hitting said dirt she released him from her hold and braced a knee to his stomach, giving a hard shove to the side to get him off of her and she was up again, blade in hand in defensive stand, just smiling at him.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 12, 2006 9:15 pm
A slight chuckle.
"I'm the same as I have ever been. plotting, devious Tier'dal ruler of the Twilight lands. except to you and the rest of those that deserve or need to see something else in me."
A grin.
"A loving husband who still remembers and adheres to what he siad on our wedding day, and a father that does everything he can for his son. and occasionally taking pleasure in tormenting Arthur."
A smiel to her, finishing about half his food and half a glass of wine.
"though I am still concerned about this surface thing. Even if you manage to do this task..what happens to us? do we stay in teh depths, or do we move to the surface? that is provided it can even be done. I don't like the risks involved with her relying on select few people and not even telling them anything except in the most vague of terms."
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