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 Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 11:29 pm
Streak was in a different state to earlier. He wasn't pale, but quite the opposite. He was flushed. As soon as he was lowered he regained coinciousness. He thought about what had just happened and wondered how he had become suddenly uncoincious. "Why me? What is so special about me?" Streak asked himself. "Is it because I am weak?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 6:16 am
~As Katlyn entered the palace not a single guard emerged to stop her, obviously she was relatively well known in Anier or perhaps the guards did not try to approach the Nazruen simply out of fear.
As Katlyn stepped through the threshold into the Palace a duo of robed Guards carrying another Anierian soldier between them passed by. It now seemed as though the soldier that was being carried between the two warriors was beginning to wake.
It was then that a tall blonde haired Anierian in a black cloak edged in gold came sweeping through the Palace gates closely following the previous warriors that had been carrying the soldier. Behind blonde haired warrior came a second cloaked warrior robed in crimson.
"Take him to the Chamber of Healing" commanded the blonde haired man as he passed by Katlyn. Suddenly this man stopped only a few feet from Katlyn, "Who are you and what is your business with the Palace Mateir?" As Demitri stood facing Katlyn he made a slight motion with his hand that seemed to signal the crimson robed warrior to continue following Streak and the two that carried him...~
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 6:39 am
Chehero growled under her breath, she was no messanger. Making sure to keep herself well hidden from the few that past by she slowly made her way to the western most wing of the palace where the healing chambers lay. "perhaps we will find someone we know that can help us get the message safly to Lizzera." Wokada suggested muttering into Chehero's ear. Chehero slowly nodded, she hopped as much.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 6:56 am
Issildia had been resting for some time and her wounds had been healing rather quickly, though her body could regenerate much faster than others due to her Anierian blood and the element of Light that that blood held domain over. Demitri had been gone for sometime and Issildia was growing tired of not being able to go about as she pleased. So carefully she slowly slid into a sitting position, the pain in her abdomen was no longer excruciating but it was still painful. For a moment Issildia thought better of standing but at the sound of footsteps coming down the western corridor of the Palace, Issildia then came to her feet, though from this movement she almost doubled over in pain. Silently she cursed to herself as she stood normally and stepped forward towards the doorway. Her weapons were hung over the chair that Demitri had been seated in Earlier and Issildia considered taking one of her scimitars, though she decided against this considering that she might lack the strength to even lift the weapon. So she settled for one of the slender kunai throwing knives that were sheathed on the belt that hung over the chair.
As the footsteps came closer Issildia postioned herself at the doorway hidden in the shadows. From this vantage point she could see the person that was approaching.
"A Vessea of Keirdon" murmured Issildia.
"Now what would one of their kind be doing here."
Finally Issildia spoke loud enough for the approaching Vessea o hear, "Who are you? State your business...",
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 7:56 am
When Streak was in the Chamber of Healing he looked around to see if he could see Issildia. The chamber was empty. Streak's eyes widened. He then thought that maybe he shouldn't draw to conclusions. She could be well enough to walk or........have moved on. Streak waited for someone to come.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 2:38 pm
Katlyn hadn't sensed any of them approach. Maybe she was slipping? No, it had to be that they knew how to shield themselves. Taking a deep breath, she looks at the blond warrior, Demitr. "I've come to speak with the Queen or the Lord Marshall on important business. I have information that they would need." She thought about using her suggestive power, but then thought against it. If she couldn't read his thoughts, it was unwise to influance them.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 3:23 pm
"So be it" Said Demitri quickly, this woman wore than garb of one of Anier's own, still in times of war it would be unwise to simply think her friend without investigating her first. But Demitri knew that time would not permit such talk, "Follow me, and we shall see if you are indeed carrying such news...besides I doubt that the Empress would speak to you personally...she doesn't take kindly to visitors." It was then that Demitri strode off and motioned for Katlyn to follow.
"If you are to speak with the Empress it would be best if you told me of this urgent news, for if I cannot give Lizzera proper cause for such a meeting," Demitri paused for a moment realizing that he had named the empress by something other than her title and quickly amended this. " then you will not be meeting the Empress this day."
As Demitri waited for a response he entered the corridor that led towards the Chamber of Healing...
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 3:43 pm
Katlyn walks beside him, and takes a deep breath. It had been a while since she had last done this, so she had to mentally review the steps. Lowering the shield around her mind, she probes Demtir's mind. No shield, just very well trained. She lets out some air, and then extends into his mind. I can read minds, as wells as speak in them. I found out, via mind reading, that the Larovians are going to attack Aneir. I'm using this, as to not cause any panic among the people here. She sent into his mind. It sounded like her voice. She was preparing for the sudden stop that had happened in the past whenever she spoke mind to mind to someone not used to it.
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 4:01 pm
"So you are of Nazuren blood" said Demitri without a break in step. "It is no wonder that you were brought into the military..." It was while Demitri spoke that he turned to make eye contact with Katlyn, then using the bridge between their thoughts he spoke to the Nazuren in the same fashion that she had spoken to him, via the mental link that Katlyn had created, "You will see the Empress, I will see to that, but first I must deal with something..." It was then that the hall off the main western corridor that led to the chamber of healing came into sight. Before he left to deal with the Empress and this news, he wanted to make sure that Issildia was still alright...
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 8:44 pm
Katlyn follows along with him. He was the link to the Emperess for her. Thank you. She follows him into the healing ward, where there was a male sitting up on a bed, and another bed looking like it was just vacated. It was the same man that was being lead her earilier.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 6:41 am
((OOC: oops I knew I was forgetting something when I was posting..... sorrys)) Chehero blinked from the voice that came at her, it had startled her. "Im Chehero, I come to bring a message to Lady Lizzera." the young Vessea answerd calmly. "but don't get me wrong im no messanger. Im just the only one who would have been able to make it here alive." Wokada who perched on Chehero's shoulder shifted ever so slightly looking at the door, "we should enter." Chehero looked at her companion and raising and eye brow nodded as she placed her hand on the door knob and turned it slowly.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 9:37 am
Streak looked up from his bed and saw Demitri. He lifted his head. "W..w..w..what happened?" Streak asked.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 3:09 pm
((Yay we are now all in the same place lol,))
At Chehero's answer Issildia came out of the darkness of the corridor and slid the slender kunai knife into her sleeve. "Fair enough" said Issildia, "But I doubt that the Empress will see to you, though I am sure that you have already heard this before."
It was then that Demitri came into view with a female soldier following him, "Ya naa tanya?" asked Issildia, her voice rather commanding in nature.
Demitri seemed to ignore the tone she had taken as well as the question. "You should be resting Issildia." he said solemnly. "I am a fast healer" Issildia said rather bitingly. Demitri only gave a slight smirk, "detholalle Issildia"
It was then that Demitri glanced into the healing chamber after hearing Streak's question, "I was hoping that you could answer that question for me, but there is more important business to see to."
Demitri then turned away from Streak, seemingly to finally notice Chehero, "Who is this?" he asked.
It was Issildia that answered, "She wishes to speak with the empress." said Issildia sarcastically.
Demitri's response to this remark was different than Issildia had anticipated, "Come then" he said to Chehero, "If you have a message worth hearing then perhaps the Empress will hear it...stay here Issildia you still need to rest."
"I don't think so Demitri, I have been resting for far to long...at least to long to be to my liking."
Issildia then stepped past Demitri to begin walking towards the stairwell that led to the Empress's audience chamber.
"I suppose you will be coming as well?" said Demitri to Streak as he turned to follow Issildia, motioning for Katlyn and Chehero to follow him.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 6:12 pm
Chehero grunted at what they all where saying. slightly more then annoyed the Vassea followed silently like a shadow lurking, hunting its prey. She just hopped she would be able to talk to the Empress without anyone over hearing what was said. She wasn't a bad person, maybe not to polite but she was a soldier, and a good huntress and a loyal one at that.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 11:24 pm
Streak jumped out of the bed. He'd only been unconcious after all. He ran on after them. What Streak didn't realise is that while he had been unconcious, the shadowed figure had done something......
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