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 Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 11:28 pm
"Killing my sister." Tarathiel said calmly. His hand brushed the hair on the side of Meilikki's head, and then retreated slowly.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 11:30 pm
She took his hand in both of hers, stroking the back of it a moment with her thumbs. "I would be lying if I said she does not frighten me."
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 11:41 pm
"Priestess of Lloth. They frieghten everyone. To not be frightened is to find a dagger in your heart, and your soul in Lloth goblet." A sad truth, but one that would go unexplained. Why bore Meilikki with Drow tales of woe and missery when she could watch them any time she really wanted to. Look to the East, where Dominia lay in its feastering valcanic hole... or lake.
"You look tired. Would you like me to make your bed?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 11:45 pm
"Or keep you awake because you are affraid to wake up." She sighed though, looking a bit sheepish. "I would like that. Mo promiss that I will actually sleep though." She was shaking a bit.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 11:48 pm
Tarathiel held out his hand, "Come then. I shall repair the room and see you to bed. Three days until the flowers bloom, eh."
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 11:54 pm
She took the offered hand, stood, followed to the bedroom. "Yes, three days. In two and a half, it will rain. ANd then the flowers will bloom for little less than half a day. Most won't see it." She amoung them.
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Posted: Fri Dec 09, 2005 11:59 pm
The drow literally flipped the beds into their original places, much as he flipped them out of place. He remade one of them, and called gently to Meilikki. "Sight... sight will get you killed. Blindess is life."
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 12:04 am
She came, sat on the bed, and bent to undo the many laces on her boots. Not all that long ago she would have had to lift up the many layers of her dress to do that, but at this point that was uneccesary. That was alright she supposed, she had more desses. "Sight...woudl be nice for a short time. I'd just like...to see your face clearly."
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 12:12 am
"We all have dreams, but if they became real, would they really be dreams after all?" A lie that becomes truth is no longer a lie.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 12:14 am
"Is not the point of a dream to make it real? Make the lie become truth?" She finsihed unlacing one boot, started on the other. She wore shear stockings on her legs, but kpe those on. She didn't like getting cold feet.
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 12:20 am
Being both attracted to the Oracle and male, Tarathiel could not help himself to watching the Oracle undress, and then realized... "Oh... I am still here and you are progressively wearing less clothes." He would have blushed, but his face still hurt from the insect bites. "Trade magic for useless... limit."
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 12:26 am
She smiled. "I'm just taking off my boots, Tarathiel. It's not that much 'less' clothing." She looked up though, curious. "Trade magic?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 12:31 am
"My people developed a natural resistance to magic in order to survive with the minion of the underdark many thousands of generations ago. I simply traded that to an orb for my limit. It said it was set." Tarathiel said rather calmly. "A tradition of sorts my... less than alive more than dead brother told me about. He probably knew something like that was going to happen."
"I actually went and did..." Tarathiel paused as he stared at Meilikki's leg, his heart seemd to race in several directions, but mostly he felt rather uncomfortable, so he looked away and breathed calmly. "Some research on Liches and the like, not many around her. If I were to go north, I would find a lion's share, but alas, I am here. Where I want to be."
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 12:36 am
"You can really do that? Just...give up something you've always lived with to an..an orb?" She crossed her legs at the ankle, leaned back a bit on her wrists. Rather...intrigued at this idea. "Can anyone use this orb?"
She noticed the pause and wondered at it's cause, as it wasn't like tarathile to stumble over words. She found herself blushing again, her pale cheeks rosy. "You want to be here?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 10, 2005 12:39 am
"I wouldn't touch the orb, I think its purpose is the same for everyone... Then again, with more study..."
He paused, "Yes. I like it here with you. Lots of fights and you."
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