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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 6:24 pm
"I dont need your charity. You'll know when I'm hungry."
Narrowing his eye Corbin looked between the pair that seemed to be discussing where to go from here. At the mention of an explanation, the young cainite cocked a brow in query.
"You make it sound as though there is a reason that justifies your actions, even to me."
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 12:20 am
I think you're confusing charity and necessity kiddo... but if you want to run on empty, be my guest. If your Beast takes over, you'll be a lot easier to take down than when you're thinking clearly... or did your Sire teach you nothing?
*Pouring vitae for himself and Ice, Bailey sat himself in a high raised chair, easily viewable from Corbin's viewpoint, whereas Ice choose to stay perched over the Heir, his eyes lovingly caressing Corbin's form as he sipped at his drink*
As for your second comment... you'll have to be the judge of that. WE feel the ends justify the means... but really, it comes down to how much the b***h means to you... family is important, dont you think? And we sure as hell dont want her.
Indeed. See, Lord DeSeer, you no doubt know how... significant... your clan is to us down in hell. Roan is the direct prodginy of the Syndicate, and thus so are you all through her. She is also a weilder of one of the old gods, as potentialy are you all. Even you.
Though we hate to say it, it is NOT in our best interests for her to remain in Hell or die. Syn's have a unqiue agreement with Death, she distracts Sophus - who we desperately need back and soon - and she keeps the balance in ways she doesnt even realise she's doing.
If she dies, the Syn will cause a nightmare for OUR bosses, Sophus will never fulfill his duties, Hades will miss HIS appointment with destiny and the blades will disperse.
SOMEone has to keep stability up in the real world. The Syn must have their heirs because their souls are more at risk now than they ever were. The blades MUST assemble and SHE has the hold on each of you, though you make a wonderful general yourself. Believe it or not, we NEED you.
All that... and she just plains annoys the hell out of us.
*Ice shrugged*
When my brother and I died a good few centuries back, we should have spent the rest of eternity suffering in Hell. Ice is a tad noisy about things like that an so we were spared that for a worse fate. We serve the Judges - Hades' bosses. And they arent happy that Roan wont take her duty back. She made an agreement and now she WILL stand by it. Hades acted without consent when he used her soul, and he WILL be punished as and when we find him, I promise.
Our problem now? She's a whole bunch of butterflies and she doesnt want to come back to all the pressure and responsibility. We had to do something - Judge's orders.
Yeah... so we chose you to take the message. You're her son, and the one thing she WILL do is protect you and honour her promise to your ol Dad. We can offer eternal peace and amnesty to his soul... and all his bloodline. Including you. All she has to do is go home...
We did try to find and offer her the deal ourselves, but she wont show herself. When she senses you and sees what we did... she'll come out and manifest. She'll be pissed as hell, but butterflies arent known as the most deadly creatures ever. Plus she;d have to find us first. So, what do you say?
*Ice leant forwards over Corbin's chest until his cold breath tickled Corbin's neck, his words meant for Corbin alone*
Make this easy. Just say yes. I already paid you for... well. I may be a b*****d... but... well, you figure it out. Your payment is in your blood. Have fun with it.
*Then he hopped down and walked past Bailey. For a moment, the brothers eyes met... then Ice left the room. Bailey watched him go with a confused, then worried expression*
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 6:03 am
Listening intently, Corbin's first reactions were indifferance, then slight interest, and then, even a small hint of understanding. Turning his head so as to look away from ice and to Bailey, then away from the pair entirely.
"Fine."
Sucking on his canine idely with a bite of his pride, Corbin then looked back to Bailey, as Ice left the room, well aware of the payment he spoke of.
"Give me something to drink, and send me on my way then. Dagoth is taking too long anyway."
Closing his eye and resting his head down, Corbin knew it would be pointless to ask if he could have his ankles released from they're fused state, since it made the point that much stronger for when he confronted Roan.
"Always the middle man, heh."
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 6:10 am
*Nodding, Bailey simply picked up the pitcher of vitae and carried over to the table with him. Cautiously unlocking the chains holding Corbin, he stepped back and gestured*
Go ahead and drink. I'll take you to Hade's castle, then you gotta find her - I have other things to do. I'll make sure you can walk before I leave.
*Bailey's gaze travelled back to the door Ice had left by and he sighed*
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 6:19 am
Moveing carfully, so as to sit in the most comfortable way possible, Corbin then raised the pitcher to his lips and began skolling. Before long he had drained the container, and set it back down on the table with a relieved sigh. He then fixed his eye on the Cainite before him.
"Dont worry. Wheels will turn, and heads will roll. Just so you are aware however, this fun little game wont end here, I plan on coming back and playing with the pair of you again. Might be a little more fun when I'm feeling better. Just one thing though."
Glancing at the door Ice went through briefly, before then looking back to Bailey, Corbin spoke with an almost human tone.
"My father. Will you hold true to your word? You can ******** me over as much as you like, but if you say my father will be treated right, then go back on that word, I wont spare any effort, or that of any powers I command in destroying your lives in the worst ways imaginable."
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 6:29 am
You keep your word DeSeer and get the hell b***h back where she SHOULD be... and we'll keep our word. Wont that be nice? On judgement day you and your daddy will be spared any sins while your clansmen rot in damnation with us.
*Bailey's eyes truned from their normal placid colour to a fiery, burning red*
But while we're on the subject of threats and warnings... you DARE harm my brother in any way other than what HE chooses... and I'll kill you. No ifs or buts. I love my brother Corbin DeSeer... and as he's infatuated with you, so am I with him. Play if you must... but hurt him and you die and NO promise will spare you.
*Turning his back, Bailey, spread his fingers, his surplice armour spreading over him as a gateway opened and Corbin's ankles seperated*
You need to use your tail for balance boy, and your center of gravity will be more forward. Try not to break anything standing up.
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 6:36 am
"If my clan rots, then I rot. I will brave just the same as my subordinates."
As his ankles seperated, Corbin took his time in standing, leaning his head and shoulders forward, and throwing his tail out behind him. This was a stance akin to that taken by the old T-rex, with a lengthy body that was stabalized by the tail, and lowered head.
"I can atleast respect that much of you. Protect your brother with everything you've got fiend. Otherwise you'll end up like me. No one left but a clan to rot with when the time and day comes."
Without any more said, Corbin then lumbered his form through the gateway.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 6:39 am
The deal isnt you OR your daddy boy...
*Bailey followed him through and teh gateway closed behind. Some minutes later, Ice slunk back into the room and curled up on the table where Corbin had been held*
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 10:48 am
*Returning from errands into Hell's deeper levels, Bailey yawned and poured himself a drink, sinking gratefully into a chair in the main living, quaters, feet propped up on a table.
He was halfway through the glass before he spraye dhis mouthful of vitae all across teh floor, coughing and spluttering as he stared at the encased form across the room from him, taking pride of position where previously a sculpture of two deformed women had sat.
Encased in clear, thick ice, detailed beautifully, two flesh and bone crafted figures stood in eternal frozen position. It wasnt so much the changes that had been made to these two, nor was it the fact that Ice had changed the decor around while Bailey away that bothered the dark skinned Tzimisce.
No, what really concerned him, was that teh figure on the left was a perfect replica of Corbin before Ice got his hands on him, and the one on the right an exact copy of the fleshcrafted Corbin. Both had eyes slightly open, lips pouted and were posed to show off the best assets of each.
Groaning slightly, Bailey dropped his head into hands*
WHY does he ALWAYS fall for the worst people imaginable? This is going to end in TEARS! Ice...
*Finishing his drink.. Bailey vanished through a dark gateway, deciding to report to the judges BEFORE they found out another way*
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:03 am
*He'd been driving for what seemed like a decade. Though he knew where she woudl eventually end up, Jan had been disappointed when on arriving at teh location he had in mind, Roan hadnt been there. So now he was left following faint clan scents and his own heightened instincts.
Too used to looking after the clan in ways they couldnt... or wouldnt... manage themselves, he now found himself on the shimmering edge of eternity, looking down the tunnel to a place unknown*
You came this way Lord DeSeer... and if I can sense that, maybe she did too.
*Getting out of the car and selecting his meagre weaponry, he walked into the paradox itself, letting the disconcerting feeling wash over him as he descended, not knowing where he would end up*
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:12 am
With a ripple in Jan's shadow, a single emerald eye appeared where Jan's would be found on the shadow, and Corbin's voice invaded the ghoul's mind.
.:"I dont recall this tunnel, but..The ice..And that ROTTEN scent. i know where we are..":.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:15 am
*Jan jumped at the voice, unused to having anyone's voice there as regularly as the rest of the clan invaded each others heads*
O.. ok. That... doesnt bode well.
*pressing on, Jan drew the suprisingly large sword he carried, the blue steel catching the light as he emerged into the ice forest and followed the glittering trail towards the chasm.*
We're not alone...
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:17 am
Indeed you arent... who are you and what do you want? Wait a moment...
*Emerging from behind one of the large ice spikes that comrpised the 'trees' of this forest, Bailey glared at Jan, until his nose kicked in*
You smell of DeSeer... well well. Wasnt expecting a home visit quite so soon. Ice isnt here. Clear off.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:22 am
Moments from replying at how he was impressed by Jan at the moment, a wicked split of ivory with comical zigzag teeth appeared on Jan's shadow. With that, Jan's shadow rippled and from this inky substance arose a soccer ball sized orb of obsidian, slick with this oil-esque goop.
As a dim emerald light gave a soft glow to the orb from the center out, a certain Hylian's voice spoke aloud.
"Not just yet, heathen. We're not interested in your brother right now. We're after much larger game."
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Corbin DeSeer Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 9:25 am
Sir, I hope you dont mind me pointing how much you creep me out sometimes...
*Jan raised his sword to his cheek, point aimed at Bailey*
I.. we.. I.. just wanna look around. We're seeking Lady DeSeer...
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