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 Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 7:48 pm
Moonstone sighed. Someone was nocking on the door right below his window, and the damn servants weren't even going to answer it. What was with them letley? DOn't let anybody in if the master isn't around? His fi=ur was mesy, his pants were wrinkled, adn his necklace was askew. He had spent days in bed, hadn't ate or drank or slept at all. Just tossing and thinking. He smacked his lips, and awful taste in his mouth.
He trumped his way downstairs, dragging his feet, eyes half closed. He hadn't even wanted to get out of bed today, but he was too damn polite.
He pulled the door open slowly, gazed, blinked, regarded the woman standing there. "Mayb I help you?" He didn't notice the wolf, or the creature on her shoulder. maybe if he had, he would have perked up right then and there.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 7:56 pm
Eliot blinked, ther was a very handsome creature in front of her. His muscles were well defined and his fur looked soft, she had to control herself not to compliminet on it. She did not want to think she had sexual inentions, at least, so warren told her those things meant. Sh still had her face cloak up, and beginning to feel slef concouse about her own body, again thanx to Warren, she kept it up.
"Halloh...um..I ham Eliot...Um..well...Morelle toohk ma here...he his loohking for somhone." She point to the Fox squirle on her shoulder.
Her damn accent. She hated it. It made her seem very vulgar. Eliot preferd took come across as a huntress not a farmer.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 8:09 pm
He had an air of someone who didn't care. He "mmm hmmed" to her words, didbn't seemd to give a damn what she was there about. Very unlike Moostone to not at leat be polite, but he had been thinking about those powerful emotions, those ones that made him attack his brother...
Then...instand change. His ears perked up, his eyes widened, and big goofey grin. How long had it been since he had seen those green eyes?
"Morelle!" The creature promptly jumped into Moonstone's arms, where the vah lavished attention on him scratching behind his ears and underneath his chin with a claw. Morelle purred.
"How did you get here? How did you find me?" He held the animal out at arms length. "Mother and Father, how are they?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 8:17 pm
Eliot stood rather there rather aquardly. She didn't know what to do. Morelle was obvoiusly very pleased to see this Vah and he very pleased to see Morelle. She felt very out of place all of a sudden.
Her father, always the curious one in his Wolf body, nosed his way to the door. He barked loudly and received a apt on the from his daughter. She smiled at him, he was just being himself. He promtly turned and began sniffing aroudn the vah's legs. She shook her head, sometimes she wondered about him. He acted as if he were still a pup. Maybe in someways her father still was, he was great with the pups at home, and often looked after them.
She stood silent still, now knowing what to do.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 8:29 pm
Morelle chittered happily and excitedly. Moonstone responding in kind, talking with the little creature of home at the goings on of the manor.
Moon even reached down and patted the wolf lightly on his head, not even registering that it was a wolf, that he might not like that, or that he was wolf kin.
He flashed a beaming smiled at the woman. "Come in, come in! I couldn't thank you enough, for this littel guy," He help up Morelle, who barked.
"Come, we sahll have some rbeakfast. Or is it lunch or dinner? I do not remeber. What's your name?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 8:39 pm
Eliot's brow furrled as she watched her father lean into the vah's hand. He had not bee listening to her.
"It's Eliot and its well passed dinner by now... you may call him Dazca, or just Daz for short." She nodded at her father
Now that she looked the vah he did seem very disheveled, was he sleeping all day? thre was somthing evidently wrong with him, he had circles under his eyes and he looked..strained.
"And who am I to adress you as?" She felt odd asking such a thing, but he did not offer a name.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 8:46 pm
"Hello Dez, come in Eliot. Please this way!" He motioned into the main foyer.
"Please excuse my state, I have not been well of late. Bed ridden." A bit fo a lie, but it helped explain things better than what he understood.
He lead them in and into the dinning room, gesturing to the table that always seemed to be full over everhting...except raw meat that is. razz lease help yourself. I am Moonstone. Feel free to call me Moon."
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 8:50 pm
"You're wrong. You have spirit, or you'd be dad by now. a truly utterly broken soul can't fight for anything. they have no will, other then what thier master's command of them. and I hardly woudl think Dimitri asked to die, woudl you? or asked you to leave? and I love halfelves. most of my cousins are half elves...we called them Kelfs, on behalf thier mom was a catwoman."
He rubbed behind his ear a bit.
"Father took us on a spirit walk one time...some years ago. we got to watch what Malik's father, and malik did to him. I've seen someone, my own father, truly broken. no more will than a sword in someone else's hand. you weren't broken. damaged maybe, but not broken."
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 8:54 pm
"No no, Daz." Eliot corrected him. She had been hopefull for some raw meat but, oh well, she stettled for a slice of juicy roast. her father, not a care in the world dragged a roast pig from the table and began to eat in earnest.
"I must say, Moon, and please do not take this the wrong way. But you have a very wonderful body. Are you a Hunter?" She had noot been thinking. Shoot! She didn't want any problems!
"I'm sorry that was very uncalled for, your culture here is so different, I did not mean anything by it." She stammered out. She did not want to get herself into some kind of mess. After all she did no know this man.
"Are you ill? Prehaps I could find a herb that would help? I'm quite skilled at identifiing..." She stopped talking. Man she wasn't good at talking to people...She tried to think of him as more of an animal than a person. Maybe that would help.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 9:10 pm
Moonstone blushed feircley under his skin. He was never good with woman...they made him uneasey.
"I uh...No not a hunter, really." He scratched behind an ear. "I just work out alot," he enver wanted to hunt. He wasn't relaly in to killing things. It was like talking with Emmie again or something.
"No it's all right. My culutre is different all together form the people here. We are a little more open."
He shook a hand, "no really. I am fine," a lie, but he couldn't tell her what was going on now could he? Even though he had invited them ot the table full of food, he wasn't eating. He swallowed.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 9:17 pm
She huffed. "Look, if your trying to convince me what a good soul I am, your failing. I few words are not going to erase years of abuse." Sexual, mental, physical, oh yeah it was all there.
"I am not like your Father, Onyx. There are different forms of being broken, different ways of breaking. Things aren'y slipped into catagoires."
She was starting to get fed up with this whole thing. Wasnt' sure if she wanted to continue like this.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 9:19 pm
Eliot noticed his nervousness. At least she wasn't the only one haveing trouble. She knew he had lied to her, but was it relaly her business?
"Oh..." She was curious, "Why work out if not to hunt?" she said softly. "Well, um, Morelle here seemed pretty desperate to find you, but there is another he is searching. Is he about as well?"
As an after thought Eliot pulled out some sweet root, she broke a piece for all but her father who was still engrossed in the pig.
"Here," she said to Moon stone as she watched Morelle knaw his piece, "if nothing else nibble on this, it will help you." She tried to smile at him but realized her face cloak was still up. She reached up and pulled it down. Showing her white lips.
She was also ithcing to get out of her clothes. She could not find hers after the fight in her homeland and so had to use these, she missed her comfortable wraps. And these shoes! why were people obssed with shoes? her own feet worked so much better.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 9:33 pm
"Why else? To stay in shape." A vah was supposed to be healthy, a vah was supposed to always be at their phsycal peak.
"Morelle has been looking for me and my brother. I do not know where onyx is, but he'll be back sometime." She sighed. "Maybe then I can go home."
He took the odd root, but he doidn't chew it. He didn't feel like eating at all.
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 9:58 pm
Kaden studied his prize for a moment, just stepped back and looked. Everything was going according to plan. His sweet Piper was still out cold and that's exactly the way he wanted it. She was currently strung up in a tree. Her wrists bound to the branches and her feet dangling. He saw the red of her blood pooling beneath her feet and nodded. More blood would be spilled, ah even though she had already given herself to that....drow, she'd give of herself again adn again. She would give to Kaden something precious, whether she wanted to or not. He moved to his captive and slowly ran a finger along her cheek. "Sweet, sweet Piper, how peaceful you look now. You bewitch me...make me want to do things I shouldn't...You were always mine and you will finally be mine. Mine." He smiled, his. That one word held a wealth of emotion for him. He had claimed her and soon she would be his in the most important way, at least to him. His hands came up to cup and caress her chest and he cursed at all the clothing she had on. So he moved his fingers along her lips slowly and then to her hips. She had a fantastic body, he'd always known that. "Mine."
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Picking Up Stars Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 14, 2005 10:02 pm
Terran was pacing. He was trying to figure out what was happening at this moment. Kaden was acting...off. Sure, Terran found his behavior quite inappropriate but he kept his mouth shut. He was just hoping the damn elf would wake up soon so they could talk and then do away with the little drow loving traitor.
Piper's fingers twitched, the first response to her regaining consciousness. Her head hurt...and her shoulders...and her wrists...and her leg. Pain was the first cognitive thought that cane to the elf. A feeling of strain and heaviness on her body was the next as her mind struggled to make some sense of what had happened and what was happening now. Piper gave a groan as triple colored eyes fluttered halfway open, her vision a bit blurry. She could see her boots, but they weren't on the ground, and she could also see a forming pool of blood under her boots...was that hers? Her senses were coming back to her slowly...but not the normal set. Her flee response had settled in quite nicely by this point, and Piper had a particular feeling of helplessness about her disoriented being. So what did she do? "...Malik..." A mumbled out, weak calling of the one she trusted to protect her, who proclaimed that no matter what, he would keep her safe. But that was meaningless, right? After all...she pushed him away with the worst words possible. He would be brooding right now, not out traipsing around, looking for her.
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