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 Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 5:41 pm
::It has been a while since Unks was in the Soul Fountain Library, the last time he was here he met a strange woman named Sol. He entered the building and closed the door behind him. He felt his namekian friend Iccolo's energy in his room it was steady and low as if he was sleeping. It had been a while since he saw him.
Unks shruged as he moved deeper into the place and went to go get a bottle of water. Once he got his water he felt the energy of the woman Sol and moved closer to it. Once he drew closer to her and saw her he cleared his throat::
"Are you enjoying your stay?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 5:53 pm
Stepping from the gateway that was her room the cat eyed woman, gazed at the purple haired man addressing. Nearly having to bow her head beneath the boundaries of the doors frame she studied the man quietly for a brief moment.
"It is satisfactory...The lodging supports all basic needs. "
Stepping out into open her elegant form seemed to almost glide as she stepped into the hallway. Backing from the man as if to give him space or perhaps procure a great sense of it for herself she crossed her arms across her chest.
"You are the guild members mate are you not? Your name?"
Having lived within the walls of the Soul Fountain for what appeared to be months, she had only departed to peruse the library or procure sustenance of both the chemical and spiritual nature. Clad in a tattered traveling as well as what appeared to be lightly armored robes she seemed to be about to go out once again.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 5:58 pm
::Unks opened the bottle and took a long pull and looked the woman up and down noticing her attire. He then capped the bottle once more and extended his right hand to her in greeting with a smile on his face::
"Yes I am Epithany's husband, my name is Unks. It is nice too meet you."
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 6:11 pm
Gazing at the Saiya-jin with her piercing yellow eyes, she tilted her head lost as to why he was presenting her his arm. Perhaps the guild member had discussed with him her nature and he was offering her sustenance. No, most in such instances knew that her kind required no physical contact in which to feed. This in turn was another one of the idiosyncrasies of the people in this region of the world.
Though partially obscured by her her robes she pursed her lips as if in deep thought. Realizing the gesture from one of the etiquette tomes she had come across she extended her hand shook his.
"Ah...Western greeting ritual..."
Her hand shake was extremely firm and almost to the point of being painful. On top of that she had yet to have released her grip as well. Forming a dysfunctional smile she continued shaking his hand. Though her english was entirely understandable, yet she still spoke with an slight accent, though one would be hard pressed to decipher from where.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 6:19 pm
"Absolutly correct, and your name is?"
::Unks keept his hand in hers in the shake and noticed the firm hold she held on his hand. He ignored it for now, he felt more pain and this wasn't much. His eyes looked her outfit over once more. He shifted in his stance to make himself more relaxed.
He used his mind to open his bottle of water and brought to his lips with his left hand. His ice blue eyes looked into her yellow ones he wasn't sure what she was but he was intrested::
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 6:33 pm
Still shaking his hand her smile faded as if only drawn up mechanically. Speaking the same calm tone she had been the entire conversation she answered him.
"Sol Nal Azul is my preferred designation...Errm Sol shall suffice as well."
Realizing that the continued contact of her hand could be considered offensive she released it slowly.
"I am learning of customs. Conditional and unconditional response remain...Difficult."
Despite her darker demeanor one could clearly notice a slight frustration in her tone. Pushing aside such thought she once more resumed her dour expression, pulling shut the door to her room. Returning her gaze to the man she seemed to be waiting for something.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 6:40 pm
"Well your doing very well I will admit. I wouldn't be able to tell you were learning."
::Unks took his hand from her and continued to smile up at her. He then put his right hand into his pocket as his left hand still held the bottle of water. He noticed she was busy, or waiting for something or someone::
"You seem busy, did I disrupt something? I can leave you be."
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 6:57 pm
Blinking at him she shook her as if unsure of how to answer. Clasping her hand together pensively she she seemed to considering her words carefully.
"No, I am mainly in transit. There is not much life here."
Gazing toward the ground as if unsure of what to say next she tilted her head studying the man for a brief moment. Though clearly at rest he himself seemed capable to exuding greater levels of energy than associated with many of the organisms that lived in this region. Shaking her head as not make him suspicious she grew silent.
"There are few others here..."
Unsure of whether she had spoken too much of her aim she prepared for this reaction. Engaging him would likely bring about the guild upon her once again. Though such actions might prove in her favor, the diet of chemical energy had done little to keep her more than functional.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 7:15 pm
"Well your very right not many people come up this way, but my long time friend Iccolo lives here. I'm sure you've seen him, he's green you can't miss him."
::Laughing more to himself then to what he said he thought about his past with Iccolo when they were kids. He then came back to the moment and looked back to the woman. He felt that she was unsure about something, but didn't really know what. And he wasn't gonna read her mind::
"So can I ask what brings you to this area. Of course it your business and you don't need to share."
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 7:28 pm
Despite knowing full well that in order gain ones trust beyond forcing them into aggression a way to siphon out their energies, the concept of conversation was a trying one indeed. The amount of protocol it entailed made her almost wish to return to the aggressive approach.
"Fear...My visage inspires fear in most."
Not sure if her answer would suffice for him she was not exactly sure whether she particularly cared. In likelihood he perhaps knew of the enclave of which she was wishing to find. A meal of lesser beings in the city would prove more satisfactory than the trappings of normal consumption.
"I shall change such things..."
Walking past him her robe wafted lightly with her elegant movements. Each step she took made little sound and she almost seemed to glide rather than actually step.
"We shall converse again?"
Though phrased as a question, it spoke of much more deliberate tones.
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 7:39 pm
::Unks' eyes followed her as she walked passed him. He kept his ice blue eyes on her and he turned in his spot taking his right hand out of his pocket and put his middle and index fingers on his forhead and thought of the energies at the Orion.
"I am hoping we can talk again yes, and I hope it is on good terms. I wish not to lecture, but if you harm and innocents to feed yourself, I will have to step in to avenge those people. I hope it doesn't come to that."
With that said Unks' eyes flashed lightly as he used the instantanious movement back to the Orion::
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 8:02 pm
Pausing on the stairwell as to acknowledge his statement she smirked surprised he had come to such a conclusion from what she had said during their conversation. Perhaps he had spoken more with the Mistress, than he initially let on. Undaunted she continued forth through the builiding, sensing his energy vanish from the area.
The namek had proven enough to satiate her hunger while she stayed within these walls. Siphoning his energies as he slept seemed to be the easiest way to get what she wished. She had made sure not to consume too much as it could prove fatal if she were too greedy. On the other hand he may grow suspicious if he lost too much time restoring lost energy.
Moving on to the humans would suffice. Those who gathered about communal gathering area tended to be easy prey who put up little fight when she fed. Their energy remained extremely palatable do to the condition the their mental states were in. It being what time it was she would feed well this night. But proper energies would have to found soon. Too much suspicion would prove undesirable.
Making her way into the stark night. Cobblestone path stretched before her. She could sense their energies already.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 10:49 am
Scattered about the floor of her room, spell components and discarded books lay strewn about as if caught within a hurricane. It seemed as thought at the moment anger was her only ally.
To be reprimanded like a child by one's own self conscious was much more than she could bear. She had been careless in her dealings with Unit 97. Spreading herself thin was a shortcoming that continued to work on her nerves long after the circumstance had passed.
Truth be told unlike other mage's she had other powers to draw upon if the goings got tough. But a side of her wished to prove that she could supercede her past and fend off any attack with what she had made during her current lifetime. Relying on her Draconic abilities felt very much like a crutch. She had lived as a human for how many years, why now that she knew of her extended past, she now needed to call upon them.
Stewing in her anger, a literal stream of blackened smoke seemed to issue forth from her nostrils.
"Oh blast it all to hell!?!"
At that moment the crystal like devices she had placed in the ceilings to act like a fire alarm of sorts began to spritz the area in a fine sheet of rain. Sighing she sad in silence letting the water coat her room in a moist layer. Sighing she rose to her feet dismissing the effects of the device with a wave of her hand. Mumbling a spell a small cloud of steam dissipated from her sheets as she slumped on to her bed. At least she wasn't burdening Unks with her musings.
Gazing at the phosphorescent ceiling she drooped her hand off the edge of the bed and began to tap her fingertips across the moist floor, several runes appearing beneath her touch. She began to nod off as the room began to rapidly repair itself from the water damage and her temper tantrum.
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Posted: Fri Jul 25, 2008 7:35 pm
Nothing. That was what she was looking for and that was exactly what she was finding, and that was also the reason her irritation was mounting. Had she not known better, she would have cursed the entire realm of literature, but she could name some handful of gods who would be none too delighted about such an exclamation. Besides, there was a great comfort in books. Among the ones she read, all of them were in their own right immortal. Their presence was eternal. Death could not claim them. Not as quickly, anyway, as it could mortal flesh.
She sighed as her curled tresses fell over her face, obscuring her vision from the historical text she had picked up at random. For all the knowledge it possessed, it might as well have been a child's book for the attention she was actually paying it. If being unable to clear her mind were not maddening enough, it upset her more to think that she was carrying so much weight within her own head. When was the last time she allowed herself to be so overwhelmed?
Reading was clearly no good. If she was to occupy herself, she'd have to find some other deed to employ herself with. Sitting back, she began to smooth out her top, which was a vain gesture as it wasn't wrinkled. It was an experimental new top that looked much like a long overcoat, but did not consist of the standard buttons. Rather, the black wool hung open, in such a way that a careless gesture would reveal to the world, or at least anyone that dared peek, her bare breast which was not even concealed from indecency with a bra. That is to say it would were not lined on the inside to cup her bust and fastened with a three link chain that held the front firmly. Aside from forcefully removing the article, she would be considered dressed "risque" but not "indecent."
A simple pair of jeans and a set of matching boots completed the outfit as she threw her head back to stare at the ceiling. If the monkeys wanted to dance, then let them dance until all was as silent within as it was without. Her tail hung completely limp behind her and her ears appeared lax, but they also served as her only form of surveillance. She would not permit herself to be caught unawares even in this docile lodging.
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