|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 2:57 pm
*Bard laughed at what Roan had said*
Is that a promise?
As for going back its your call where we go, but id like you to use your skills.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2005 3:01 pm
*Roan hand swiftly found the bard's throat and pinned him against the wall, enough to be uncomfortable but not restricting his breathing*
Dont think you'll get away with this easily. I'm taking you back to the Tavern then you WILL let me go home. Im busy right now, not that you thought of that before dragging me out here for your little shpping trip.
*Roan waved a hand and the shadows leapt to her command, Bard falling through the wall ahead of her as she let his throat go and moved them to the bar of the Tavern*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 1:03 pm
*Sight, sound smell.. the whole place was one buzz of sensory input as Seraphim killed time between his agenda by strolling this reality's market, whistling lowly at the sheer range of merchandise. Back home, weapons and armour sold best, trinkets liek those sold here were rarer. Less needed. Though the poisons and various raw ingrediants on sale were familiar to him, the finely crafted jewellery was a niety he saw too infrequently and he dallied over the items that caught his eye as he strolled, unconsciously causing anyone in his way to move by aura alone.
From one corner of the tents, a group of beautiful demoness's eyed him up, before sashaying forth to try and tempt his senses. All of them. He coudl feel the tug on his mind and body and he grinned*
Hi there sweetheart... looking for some fun?
Why dont you come and have a drink sugar?
Spend some time with us, sweetness..
*His leer darkened. Temptation almost made him follow. Hell, he was always open to temptation, and rarely denied himself... but the thing which TRULY held him back.. was the gun barrel unexpectedly pushed into his spine, the cold of the muzzle making itself known even through his open blood red shirt. The demoness and her companions melted into the crowd as whoever it was that had actually managed to sneak up on Seraphim made it clear he wasnt going to be being social.
Seraphim was in no doubt about the nature of the weapon against his skin, and slowly raised his hands in surrender, though his grin stayed. It flickered for only amoment when he realised he STILL couldnt sense the person behind him... any time he tried to pinpoint who it was, his thoughts slid awya like water off a ducks back. He frowned, then sniffed. His grin returned*
Mongrel...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 1:18 pm
That's Yoachi to you.
*Only the faintest of metallic noises indicated how much Yoachi's finger had tightened on the Undine's trigger, and how little he relaxed it even after catching his temper*
I suggest you stand very still and listen for a moment 'Seraphim', for both our sakes. I know who you are. What you are. And I know what you're doing here. You made a mistake picking on my father... and on calling me by that monstrosities' name...
*the elf looked... strange. Whenever one tried to look at him head on, one found their gaze slipping away, leaving only the impression of an elf in leather, and a strong desire to forget quickly.
For his part, Yoachi was more... confident than he had been in the past. His stance, the look on his face... something was definitely changed about the elf, but the strange field around him denied any the chance to ascertain what it was.
He'd found it too easy to follow Seraphim. A fact which both pleased and disturbed him, even after he'd discovered through his own unorthodox means that this second 'Corbin' had been causing more havoc than even his USUAL master. Worse still had been the revelations when he'd followed the clues to conclusion. Luckily for him, he knew he could use it to his advantage and his quiet role in the family meant none would bother him...
He pressed the Undine harder against Seraphim, bruising the gun into his enemy's back with a threatening half growl*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 1:31 pm
Come now Necron... lets not insult each other's intelligance... I should have known I'd run up against you soon enough...
*He was gone. Faster than sight, sound or tracking, he moved, the gun as it fired scorching only air and a MASSIVE amount of stalls and wall as the blast travelled freely through air no longer containing Seraphim, who now impudently appeared at Yoachi's side, hands still held up*
I had hoped it wouldnt be so soon however... your anger I assume is aimed at the fact Mongrel exists as he does? And of course at the way we have chosen to handle this matter... you know it is impossible to do it otherwise and get an accurate result in what we desire... in the long run... it IS in your best interests to stand aside...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 1:36 pm
... watch your tongue, beast... I SAID it's Yoachi...
*The elf lowered his gun and holstered it, a brief wave of his hand forestalling the mad store owners and market stweards, freezing them all in place as time obeyed his whim*
What you have done is beyond unacceptable... I will stand aside because I must, but only under my own terms. I will say nothing to anyone, but you will go to Roan and let her KNOW what is going to happen. She deserves that much - you know NOT what you are ******** with by daring do such without her knowledge! You know better. All of you do. You tell her, and you play down this... mongrel.. you have incitied. You know I can make this fall apart, but I also know the consequences if I do, and I will not deny my master his due. I COULD ask you to leave my father out of it...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 24, 2007 1:39 pm
... but you know I will not. Your terms are acceptable, Necron. I will do as you ask... but do not think to interfere with my games. Your checkmate is valid, but I can and WILL destroy the gameboard and pieces if you give me cause.
Now, do ME a favour. Take that goddamn LETHAL excuse for a firearm and put it BACK where it belongs. Good day, Yoachi...
*Bowing slightly to Yoh, accepting some kind of defeat and arrangement with him, Seraphim vanished into the crowds, leaving only Yoachi staring in his wake, body shaking slightly with his thoughts and emotions*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 11:35 am
* After spending sufficient time in hotels, public houses, theatres and communal halls Rio did the typical tourist thing as to go to the nearest market to pick up something cheap, or at least what he thought was cheap.
The only problem that came to mind was that he didnt really need anything. He was already armed from head to toe in the latest weaponry government scientists could buy and with all the nanomachines running through him suppressing his hunger and energy usage he didnt need any food supplements here either.
Still it wasnt enough to stop him shuffling the ailes with his hands in his pockets ( gripping his change as he past the beggars ) and ruin his day.*
Sssspare ssssome change ssssir....?
*A voice emerged from Riordans ankles, it was a crippled 'thing' similar in design to a Gungan. It glared up with quivvering lips, puppy dog eyes and its hand held out.
A bead of sweat seeped out of Rio's forehead as he panicked in this situation.*
- CRAP ! what do i do, i cant just ignore the creature even if it is butt ugly. He must know i have change, perhaps he can smell it. -
*He blinked, then noticed the outstretched hand was bandaged where a finger had once been.*
- Are you serious !?!?!?!? theres no way this guy is THAT unlucky. Ugly, broken legs, lisp, missing finger ......jeez im no good in situations like these.-
*Meanwhile in the dark distance of space, sitting at the support centre of the Transhumanist movements groups desk, headset on, pen in shirt pocket and nails tapping away frantically at his desktop keyboard, the technician had just panickingly sent a file via satellite saved as ' Public charity donations ' to Riordans online cerebral cortex.
He turned to his support manager with a panicky smile and then loosened his tie.*
*Upon installing the file in a matter or milliseconds Rio simply fumbled around his pocket for a low valued coin and tossed into the air for the creature to catch. This would give him time to walk on and then hear from behind him the praise which ususally goes along the lines of 'God bless you sir'. Or 'your a diamond geeza' depending on which side of the pond he was on*
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
|
Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 5:23 pm
The one advantage of this place was the excess of fel energies and the souls of the lost and forgotten, Jaito pulsed at Dagoth side he really did dislike the fact Natasha would put her self in such danger. For an hour Dagoth searched for her between realms, finally locking onto her the cainite pulled her towards him the shear shock of being moved so forcefully would certainly hurt her. The cainite wanted to beat and hell lecture her until her brain melted, yet something else was amiss something more sinister than he liked.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 5:53 pm
♥|PaRaDiSe Is Like pOeTrY...
Natasha cried out in pain as she was ripped from between realms onto Dagoth. She growled, ebony claws moving toward his flesh with intent not of her own. Of course, it only took her a moment to realize what she was doing and stop, wide crimson eyes moving over her Master. She stuttered at first before trying to move away from him, her tail swaying angrily behind her.
"Master... What... What do you think you're doing?"
...LoVe Is Like A tYrAnT.|♥
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
|
Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 6:13 pm
"My exact question for you. What the ******** are you playing at."
Dagoth appeared in font of her knowing full well she wanted to move away from him, their link betraying part of her feelings and even showing him some of her thoughts towards attacking him. Resiting the erge to just reach out and strike her for lashing out at him, hell part of him just wanted to hold her wondering what was wrong. This was more confusing for him than he would have ever thought, what should he do the cainite would really need some advice right about now.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 6:20 pm
♥|PaRaDiSe Is Like pOeTrY...
~Haha, see... Foolish little Kalidas, we-I-they-he told you... Now you're just going to hurt you poor 'Master'... If only you would've listened.~
The voices flickered within the depths of her mind, eating away at her very soul, laughing all the while.
Natasha whimpered, taking another step back, her eyes turning over the area looking for an exit. Dark flames pulsed around her, daring to bring ruin to anything she touched. One side of her wanted to run to her Master, to beg him for forgiveness and ask for his help, to explain what was going on inside the depths of her mind. The other told her to flee. To get away from Dagoth and avoid hurting him or causing anymore trouble than she already had.
The small Cambion seemed completely torn, tears already clouding her eyes.
"Nothing. Go away."
...LoVe Is Like A tYrAnT.|♥
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
|
Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 6:41 pm
Dagoth knew this was going to probably hurt, however he wouldn't allow her to walk this path of self destruction she was one of the few things in his life he had devoted himself to. Walking towards Natasha the cainite suddenly grabbed hold of her, staring into her eyes he laughed before wrapping his warms around her. His body would absorb anything she would through at him regardless of the pain, choosing the carrot rather than the stick this time.
"Tell me sweetheart, whats going on"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 6:49 pm
♥|PaRaDiSe Is Like pOeTrY...
Natasha flinched, her eyes widening, gazing up to Dagoth in fear. At his laugh her body began to tremble before finally giving in and relaxing against him. She rested her head on his chest, her arms hanging limply at her sides, the demon screaming out curses at Dagoth in annoyance.
"...she... Jin... they... I... I don't know who.. they just... they're all yelling... they're yelling so loud, Master..."
Natasha whimpered once more, the flames around her slowly dying down.
"...they want me to hurt you, all of the DeSeers... Dae... I... what if I do? ...if not physically... I... I don't want to see Dae sad... and you Master... I... I just want to make you happy, I don't want to be a burden... but they're... they're just so loud..."
...LoVe Is Like A tYrAnT.|♥
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Dagoth DeSeer Vice Captain
|
Posted: Wed Oct 31, 2007 7:13 pm
"Then hurt me..lets see if you can really hurt me child"
Dagoth looked down at her stroking her hair softly, he chuckled softy at her wondering why she couldn't just have told him sooner. It wasn't like Dagoth didn't understand the voices he used to hear drove him almost insane, he could help hell even if she just wanted to be hurt physically Dagoth would of helped her. She was tougher than most when it came down to shear pain, he blaimed himself perhaps he had put to much pressure on her to excel.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
