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 Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 5:08 pm
Kimaru walked in with Nina and Marcella folowing him. "well, do what ever you wish, just please dont mess up the suite" he said smileing slightly.
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 6:06 pm
"Whoa....nice place, Kimaru." She smirked, lounging on the couch. "And do whatever we want? What a great master!"
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 6:08 pm
Kimaru just chcukled "there are two rooms over there, I'll make dinner later" he said smileing.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 8:13 am
 "Got an attic room, Master?" she asked. She hated, hated, hated being on the ground. The closer to the sky, the better. Her wings folded against her back as she leaned against a nearby wall. No one to attack from the back, and her quick reflexes would do the rest. She needed to get out, to fly around, to dart and hide in the trees, but the gods knew what trouble that could get her into. Beaten, or worse; sent back. Her wings trembled sympathetically. She let her eyes slide closed. "What all do you expect us to do?" She asked, letting her hair fall over her shoulders, trying to hide her tags. "Or, more directly, what all do you expect me to do?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 10:18 am
"Um breath, and please dont call me master, and yes there is an attic actualy" Kimaru answered point over to where the stairs were.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 10:28 am
Marcella looked at him with cold eyes. "It's being remodelled now." She walked to the steps that led to the attic an disappeared up them
She glanced around at the empty attic. there were no furnishings, no boxes... she groaned. No windows. "We'll have to change that," she murmured. She immediately got to work, glamouring the room to be almost identical to her old room in the Tunnels. She glamoured a working window into the roof, then opened it. She inhaled deeply, breathing in the pure forest air. "Ah... much better." She glanced around at her room now. The matress was on the floor, pushed into one corner. an open closet held punk and gothic clothing, lther and chains mixed with dark plaid and straps. Her boots were on the ground below them; heels, knee-highs, lace-ups, et cetera. there was no light except for the flickering candles on shelves, melted wax holding them in place. "Now this I can live with."
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 10:33 am
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 11:48 am
Marcella flopped down on her bed, ignoring him. She extinguished all the candles with a wave of her hand, and focused on the clean air filtering in. 'Xandar...' She focused on his name, on his face. She had to find him. She missed him too much to focus on much else. She felt a tug on her heart. They may have been cruel, almost as bad as the Queen Nicnevin herself, Even closer to Queen Beira's cruety, but that didn't mean they were completely horrible people. Buth of them had shone mercy on many occasions. She opened her eyes, unable to focus on finding him. A tear slid down her cheek, but she didn't bother wiping it away.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 11:50 am
Out of the corner of his eye, Kimaru had seen her tear. He blinked "Are you allright?" he asked.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 12:10 pm
"Like you care," Marcella snapped. She sighed, sitting up. She hid her face in her hands, elbows resting on her knees. "I can't find him," she said, her voice dead. "Xandar. I can't find him anywhere." she took a deep breath. "Want to hear a story?" she asked softly. She had clung to the illusion of being able to find him whenever, that, now faced with stark reality, she had nothing to hold onto. She magicked a pile of cusions next to her bed. "Si vous voulez."((If you want. - formal, unlike all the other times she had adressed him.))
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 12:20 pm
((yes, one good thing is my french teacher taugh is that vous is formal tu is not, she also says vous can also be plural))
Kimaru nodded and sat down on the top stair. He wished he knew how to help, but he wasnt sure.
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 1:05 pm
Marcella sighed. "A couple years ago, a young faery girl went to a revel for the Night Court. She was solitary fey, But this was the Tithe, and she had no choice but to tie herself to the Court. When she was there, she met a young man, about the same age as herself. No names were exchanged, but she stayed with him the entire night. When he went to the throne and sat as if he owned the place, She realized who he was. He was the Lord of the Night Court, and he was infamous for playing with naive faery girls. The girl cursed herself for her love, and knew he would too, But she could not help but declare herself. Instead of an impossible quest like she expected, the Lord told her to dance one dance with him, and they would rule together. They dacned, and the girl became the consort of the Lord of the Night Court, the most unattainable being in the world." A shadow of pain crossed her face. "They ruled, the most feared of all of the Courts. The High Court was displeased, and the Season Courts were terrified. The three courts together were strong enough to tear the Night Court apart. All of the subjects - solitary and gentry alike - were massacred. The Lord was sent on an impossible quest, and the consort... She was sold into slavery, to humans. She swore to find him again, but, it turns out..." She laughed softly, her heart breaking. "It wasn't meant to be." She looked at him. "I was that faery girl in the story. We were beyond powerful - we were undefeatable. And then..." she stopped, unable to continue.
((I have to go now... i'll be on again mon, maybe tues.))
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Posted: Fri Apr 10, 2009 1:33 pm
Kimaru stood up and went over to her. He put his hand on her shoulder and said "I wish I could promise you that you would fine him again" he said "But I cant promise that, what I can promise is that I can look for him if you want me to, everyday while I'm at work I'm be searching, but thats only if you want me to."
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 3:39 pm
Marcella laughed, hard and cold. "You can't find a faery if they don't want to be found. The's nowhere near, anyway. The High Court sent him worlds over, to find the last pair of an extinct race. Impossible, and endless labor." She sighed and shook her head. "No, you won't be able to find him. As much as you want to help, there is no help in this situation." She sighed, dejected and shook her head.
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Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2009 4:05 pm
"I wish there was some way I could help" Kimaru said.
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