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Oemmeki smiled sweetly at Oru and Eros as she walked away. She headed down a flight of stone steps, having forgotten about the two doors she had been observing not too long before. As she decended it got a tad colder, but the lights that the pixie lights casted didn't let it get too cold. She trailed a pale hand along the stone wall, her fingertips getting colder than usual, untell she came upon a stone in the wall that felt extrememly hot, when she stopped.
She stood there, hunching lower, as she faced the hot stone, her misty green eyes squinted. She could see that the stone gave off a slight reddish glow, and it seemed like it was breathing.
'That's impossible....' she thought as she traced a thin finger around the edges of it, the part of her finger that was touching the glowing stone was hot and the other part that was touching regular stone was cold.

Devi decended the spiral stair case. "My guests, join me in the dinneing hall. It is time we feast." She led the way to a large dinneing hall with a long table rowed with chairs. She sat at the head of the table in a long black and emerald gown. Her chair large leather and silver.

((I am here...for a moment.))

Oemmeki suddenly jerked her head to look back up the stairs, the way she had come. She had heard LAdy Devi invite all of her guests to a feast like her voice had been spoken through a microphone. She began to accend the steps as if in a trance, headed for the dining room. When she entered she looked up and down the table, wondering where to sit.

{{Sorry I havn't posted in a long while. Mah home comp. is messed up with virus' and i'm on my dad's laptop which he wouldnt let me on before. I don't know when I will be able to post again.}}

Oemmeki spotted Eros at the end of the table. She gave a soft smile and began to walk towards where he was sitting. Putting her hands around the top of the chair she looked at Eros, "Do you mind if I sit here, by you?" she said, giving another soft smile. Oemmeki hadn't eaten in so long, she never realy got hungry, she wondered what they were going to have to eat tonight, but she could'nt realy eat yet untell she found a place to sit. She waited for Eros' answer.

"Now honored guests, please enjoy whatever you desire, cook will prepare anything you like." Devi took a long drink from her...red whine...and smiled, her fangs gleaming. "Now darlings, tonight we shall have a little fun."

((Lol looks like we are alllllll outta luck))

Oemmeki blushed a little as she gave a small giggle and sat down in the chair. She turned her head down the table to listen to Lady Devi. As soon as Lady Devi had finished speaking Oemmeki looked down into her plait and thought 'I wish to eat something with much blood.', and as she chuckled at how stupid that sounded a steak appeared on her plate, just the way she liked it. She turned her head quickly to her goblet that was sitting by her right hand, 'blood that looks like red whine' she thought, and it appeared in her goblet; she licked her lips as she looked back and forth from her drink to her food, her tongue going over her sharp canines.

(room for one?)Gaia name: Baylor_The_Modern_Hero
Name: Baylor
Race: Unknown
Gender: Male
Age: 14
Date of birth: Unknown
Birthplace: Unknown
Height: Short-4'10"
Class: Outcast
Non-combat abilities: Flying, Cute boyish charm (lol), Making his wings "vanish"
Weaknesses: Lightning, Electricity, Sensetive remarks and insults
Appearance:
Items & weapons: Elemental sword, small dagger
Personality: A very sensetive boy, he loves animals as if they were his own. He also likes food such as cheese, apples, and anything else.
Historical biography: He never really had any parents when he was born, and no one really knows his origin. The only clue is a strange marking on his shoulder.
friend(s): Anyone he comes in contact with, although he feels as if the world dislikes him. But sometimes, it's as though he doesn't know the meaning of a "stranger".
Rival(s): Anyone he makes angry or somethingm along those lines.
Enemy(s): Anyone who dislikes him for one reason or another.
Occupation: Sort of a theif, but only when he needs to be; Vagabond