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 Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 5:43 pm
Ɉϕɧɳ Ӎiҫɧϵɑɭ Gɍϵϵɳϵ Kingdom: Forititude Rank: Prince Location: Music Room, Awww! Why did she leave? White walls surround us
As we sleep among the dead (()) John nodded to Maelona and didn't become offended by her comment. He knew the other ways the comment could be taken. However, he had no reason to think she meant it in that way. But, John did remind himself that he could have lost more than just his voice. I could have lost my life...my sanity...my family...There's worse things to lose than just a voice. But in the end...I still can't help but miss it. "It is alright. You are right in that we have lost much. Too much." A small frown appeared on his face as he spoke.
As he listened to Maelona, he tilted his head at learning about her parents. Is it custom in Patience to adopt? Maybe they are less strict on the whole 'royals must be blood related' deal? It is something I should ask Haven later. He would probably know. Then again...couldn't I just ask Maelona? However, John wasn't sure if Maelona knew. After all, just because she was adopted, didn't mean she knew why they adopted her and the others before. But, he was snapped out of his revery when Maelona seemed to go along with his joke. A small sigh of relief echoed in his mind as he grinned at her. "I must admit. I thought you would take offense to that joke. I'm glad you did not."
His eyes did catch her going rigid. Most people did when they learned he could read minds. However, since John respected personal boundaries, he never abused it. Last time I read a stranger's mind, I terribly regretted it. I never knew women could be so perverted...When Maelona mentioned wanting to see his art, John smiled at her and nodded. "Remind me sometime to show you. I'll probably forget to do so if I'm not reminded." John rubbed the back of his head and had a sheepish grin on his face.
As he listened to Tao and Maelona converse, he twiddled his thumbs and looked around the room. His eyes took in all the instruments in the room. Some, John did not recognize. I wonder what that strangely shaped instrument sounds like? It reminded him of a harp, but it looked like someone had messed the frame up. Admittedly, John wondered if it was just that. However, the idea of it being a totally new instrument sounded better in his head.
His eyes focused on the instrument still, but his ears caught Maelona's yawn. John turned his head towards her and noticed how sleepy she looked. Why didn't I notice that before? Has she not been getting good sleep? A bit of worry went through him as he watched her leave the room. "I hope to see you again too, Miss Maelona. Catch up on the sleep! You look like you need it!" He moved himself to where Maelona had sat and started pestering with the harp.
Now that his mind was focused on the harp, John almost forgot Tao's question. However, almost subconsciously, he remembered the question. "Well, Veritas usually decides to torture us for fun.." John plucked a few strings as he talked. "But, unless you get a kick out of torture, I don't think you will enjoy his kind." John felt his back start to itch. He knew that meant the wings needed to come out. Thus, he allowed them to come out as he continued to pluck the strings. "Other than that, I don't know exactly what you can do around here. I'm sure we can come up with something. After all, two heads are better than one they say." John didn't know he may regret saying that to Tao. We can chase the dark together
As the sky returns to grey
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 6:44 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI might steal your clothes  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxand wear them if they fit meKingdom: Veritas/Lust Rank: Peasant Location: .╔═════════════════════════════════════♛═════════════════════════════════════╗
Tao smiled and listened to the one sided conversation. It was weird only being able to hear what one person was saying. Well, there was nothing he could do about that. "I hope you get some rest, er, princess." He was never going to get used to calling people that, but he knew if he didn't he could wind up back in the dungeons... but with those guards, that could be a good thing. Another smile crossed his face and then he returned his gaze towards the young prince.
"Torture, you say? Well... I guess it all depends on what kind of torture." A slight smirk creased the edges of his lips. Tao was quite kinky when he had the opportunity. "I'm sure two heads are better than one, after all playing with yourself just isn't as fun as playing with others." He wasn't too sure the prince would catch his joke, but if he didn't it would be all the funnier. The angel was so innocent and pure, for now. "So..." He went to stand but immediately back down, letting out a sharp breath and placing his left hand over the bracelet on his right wrist. Damnit all. The adrenaline, and excess energy, was worn off. He could now feel every ache and pain that went through him. He couldn't exactly seduce a man without being able to move and arouse him. Well, this was just another challenge.
He knew that John would have figured out his pain by now so he let out a sigh. "Sorry. I had a bit of an... accident earlier. See, my bracelet absorbs energy of those around me, so that I can use it for my spells. I happened upon a... human energy source that would not let me stop the tap. It ended up in my body being pretty beat up from the energy trying to find it's way out..." He rolled up his sleeve showing a thin muscular arm with burns and bruises all along it. "Never the less, my body isn't exactly all that welcome to moving about. Pro'lly can't even hold my own weight." He let out something that sounded like 'feh' and shook his head. He hated his powers sometimes. He had yet to find out the fail safe. So, for now, he would have to stay away from Martin... but he had this new man to play with. He never did manage to seduce an angel before.
╚═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ☪ OOC ☪ . Never made agreements, just like a gypsy And I won't back down because life's already bit me And I won't cry, because I'm too young to die if you're gonna quit me'Cause I'm a gypsy
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 7:10 pm
Ɉϕɧɳ Ӎiҫɧϵɑɭ Gɍϵϵɳϵ Kingdom: Forititude Rank: Prince Location: Music Room, Crap! He's in bad shape! White walls surround us
As we sleep among the dead (()) He listened to Tao's response, wondering what in the heck he was talking about. "Ummm, what do you mean by what kind of torture?" John felt he should know. However, he didn't. Then, the next comment made his confusion even worse. His left eyebrow lifted as he scratched his head slightly. "I guess?" Admittedly, John wasn't sure what Tao meant. It was true playing by one self's was lonely. But why I do get the feeling he mean it in some other way? But, John couldn't figure out what other way the sentence could be intrepetted. So much for thinking I was getting better at socializing.
He noticed the sharp breath and the movement of Tao's hands. John had figured something was off, but couldn't be sure. As Tao explained why he wa injured, John couldn't help but feel sorry for him. The least I got to worry about is headaches. He's got to worry about him releasing too much energy! Though, does that mean Tao could be the equivelent of a cannon ball? John tilted his head in thought, his eyes looking at the ceiling. Soon, he shook his head and walked over to the servant. He sat down nearby him and looked at the arm. Without thinking, John grasped the non-burned part of Tao's arm.
With this, he moved the arm closer to him, taking a closer look at the burns. His head tilted as he wished he had Haven's healing ability. "Those aren't the kind you can get over in a few days." John tapped his chin and looked up at Tao. "If you want to, we can go find my brother Haven. He has the power to do many things. Hopefully, he can heal you back to normal." However, there was a couple problems with this idea. One, he hated having Haven use his power. Everytime his brother did, he grew older in looks. Second, Haven may not be able to heal Tao. But, John couldn't be sure until they found Haven. Lastly, John had no idea where Haven was at currently. Though, I bet we could find him in the library. Then again, I don't know where that is either.
A small sigh erupted from in John's mind as he realized that wouldn't work. "Ok. Scratch that. I think we can going to have to find a healer around here. Need help getting around?" John looked at Tao and let go of his arm, not realizing how strange the random grab had been. We can chase the dark together
As the sky returns to grey
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 10:06 pm
 Location: The Library with a drunk heir
Kingdom: Fortitude Hubris
Title: Servant
“I…never saw you…?” Ella repeated with a questioning tone. She watched as the red haired man walked away, mentioning something about the library being destroyed. As he disappeared around the corner, Ella stared at the hallway, not sure what to say or do. She was left with her feather duster, the dust she had kicked up earlier now settling on the floor around her. “What a strange encounter.” Ella said while turning to go see what state the library was in, and when she turned, she found she was not alone. Standing in the library doors was a young man, holding a half empty glass of dark liquid.
Ella didn’t recognize Haven at first, but she did after he spoke. The Heir to Fortitude hadn’t changed much from the last memory she had of him, which was shortly before she had been kidnapped. The royal family had gone on a tour of their Kingdom, to view the many churches that were being built, and Ella saw Haven in her town’s square as the King and Queen spoke to the mass of people, the Princes and Princess just standing idly by.
After Haven had told Ella to come into the library, she blinked before scurrying inside, noting that the décor of the library looked fine. ‘The other man must have been confused.’ She thought while looking about. ‘Now what should I do?’ she asked herself while clutching her feather duster. This was the chance she had been waiting for, to talk to someone from Fortitude about her home and about her parents. But this was also the most awkward and inappropriate situation ever. Ella was a servant, and before that she was nothing more than a farmer’s daughter. She had no right to speak with Lord Haven, a royal son and the heir to Fortitude. What to do, what to do?
“I am sorry, Lord Haven. I did not realize my dusting had caused you trouble here inside the library. Please forgive me.” Ella kept her eyes on the floor not realizing she had used Haven's name when she spoke.
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 10:47 pm
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Ƞaedira Ȉllesande
╚════════════════╝ Kingdom: Humility
Rank: 1st Princess
Location: King Riley - Family Affair   “Let her in.”, the King gruffly intoned to the servant by the door—Steeling himself for the sight of his this woman, claiming to be his thought lost child. He felt as if he’d eaten a pile of rocks and they’d gotten stuck on the way down his esophagus.
The servant, who looked…Almost frightful from the King’s ill mood didn’t waste any time and scrambled for the door. He bowed at seeing the littlest Riley at the door with a sweeping motion, stepping to the side to allow the woman entrance without so much as a word. The King would be visible in the room beyond. The servant was terribly distracted by the mood of his King—And did not see Theoran, and the motley crew he kept. Though he would not have been permitted entry… (It was strange that a knight of Avarice would show such…Tolerance, for a child of Humility… Considering the state of their Kingdoms. Warfare was kinder to those within Veritas walls however…It was much like being cut off from the rest of the world.)
Though even with Tantra being of Humility… This was strictly a family affair. And others would be denied access… Unless they dared disrespect the King of Humility. It wouldn’t have been…Impossible, but it was not advisable… Considering his foul mood.
“Sit, child.”, King Riley commanded of Madelyne, gesturing towards the empty seat across from him as he studied the glass chess pieces. He played against himself, not having found a worthy partner since the death of his last Queen.
Silence prevailed for a moment, until the King made his move—stealing a rook from the side with the frosted glass …”Ryan and Naedira shall arrive momentarily.”
“The Lord Veritas was of…No aid, in verifying your identity. So I’ve come to the solution on my own terms. You understand… We must be sure. Without a doubt, we must be sure that either you are who you say… Or you are not.”, he explained to Madelyne in cool tones, blue eyes flicking as he leaned back in the high backed chair, taking in her countenance. “Addressing my house in public… It was a folly, that I can write away as youth… But if you are a willful liar, a doppelganger… This, I will not forgive.”
His gaze grew piercing for a moment, stressing the truth of his words… But he would be fair—Unlike some Kingdoms. Some, would have ordered her head then and there at the breakfast table. But… On the chance… On the fleeting chance that she was his little one…His own… He stilled the anger that moved through him. Saved it… His eyes turned back to the chess board as he pondered his next move….
“My Naedira retains many gifts. The blood of the fey runs deeply within her… As does my blood. My son’s blood—Our blood, if you are indeed my child. And as such there are certain blood spells that can be called upon to decide your fate. The blood does not lie…”, he finished, though his words held an edge… The precipice of something else. It was a warning, that this wasn’t as simple as it sounded. “If you are of my blood, of my line… The spell will bring you no harm. It will bring about your memories for us to prove your innocence…But if you are not who you say…”
He paused, looking back towards her—Eyes filled with storm clouds… They were dark, treacherous seas… It was easy to see where his children got their expressive eyes from.
“If you are not… My blood will move through you like poison. Like hell fire. And it will burn you to a cinder. From the inside out.”
He moved again, taking another chess piece—Though this time without looking. “You have until my children arrive to decide. Choose the ritual—Or be gone from my sight.” **  Naedira held Ryan’s hand as she walked—Leading him back to their father and healing him at the same time. She was better than she had been a few days prior from the Catacombs… That experience had left her weak, the following days… Tired. Like a newborn kitten that couldn’t yet see… She was worried, that this spell was too much too soon.
But she refused to disappoint her father. Not on this.
Her stomach was in knots, both from Madelyne Riley, and her Father meeting the Prince of Envy at some point. She understood why he wanted to…But it was terrifying to her, for him to meet a man she hardly knew… It soothed her slightly, that for the most part, Altonair was the perfect Prince… Courteous and attentive—Chivalrous. Her father would appreciate his mannerisms and no nonsense way of thinking. He often thought she was a little too soft, too capricious.
But for now, she pushed her betrothed from her mind and focused on her sister…She was going to nibble a hole in her lip, if this went on much longer. Glancing over at Ryan, she winced as she drew the alcohol from him like one would draw poison from a wound. “You smell like…”, Naedira wrinkled her nose, not finishing, and cast a spell for that too.
Ryan could simply not smell like the bottom of a barrel in front of the King. She’d explained the spell and what it would entail as they went… Her worries and fears about it. If this woman was not their sister… It would most assuredly kill her. Naedira…Didn’t like the thought of it. She didn’t like the thought of… Her blood, infecting this woman. Infecting her, taking her light away. It would be a long… Slow, painful death. Even if she was an imposter… It was almost too cruel for her to fathom.
It told her how serious her father was about this. That he’d suggested this… Asked this, of her.
“I‘m afraid.”, she confessed to her beloved sibling, her countenance falling for a moment as she kept hold of her brothers hand—Long after she’d finished sobering him up. No doubt he would be hung over… But she needed him for this. Not only to support her, but for him to see Madelyn’s memories… They all needed to see, to believe. They’d been lied to… One too many times… “I told father I can do this… And I can…”
“I just don’t want to…Kill someone in the name of our sister. I don't want to sully her memory...She wouldn't want that. Not another life…Senselessly spent…”, she murmured as they approached the King’s quarters… Her face smoothed of worry and fear—Forming that perfect look of gentle coolness and grace she had so perfected. She knocked once on the door... And the servant opened it, allowing them to pass—Before stepping out behind them… Blue light arched against the door, sealing it closed… Locking the royal family inside… No one would enter, no one would leave until things were decided…
“Father, Madelyne.”, Naedira greeted properly—Unsure of what to call this woman before her… Her father beckoned her nearer… And reluctantly, she released Ryan to do so—Falling into a soft, proper curtsey. Her eyes moved between the two seated individuals…
“Has the choice been made?”
Her heart was beating wildly, like a hummingbird that was trapped—Her chest cavity the cage that held it… So well, she’d learned to hide her emotions—She seemed perfectly collected to the casual observer. Perhaps only Ryan would know that her mind was screaming, terrified.
Both of the spell. And of feeling her heart break, again.
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 11:39 pm
- Richard Bellerose - |912|
Location - Hallway outside Dominique's room
Kingdom - Hubris
Rank - Prince
Richard did not fail to notice the growling animal but was not afraid in the slightest looking into the things eyes without blinking or showing any signs of fear. Wasn't that how you were supposed to get the respect of these things? Or at least get them to back off for the moment. Then again he could just be making things worse in the end. Whatever the case he stared into those majestic eyes for a few moments that seemed to be turning into a lifetime before breaking the case and moving it to a more pleasing figure. Hearing the laugh offered by the otherworldly woman Richard found the sound to be quite pleasing to his ears. Looking into her eyes he was sure there was not a more radiant and beautiful set of eyes in all the lands. Turning an amused gaze on the guards as they went into obvious defense mode Richard couldn't help but give a small chuckle. "My so touchy. To think that little ole me could even potentially pose a threat to such fine knights."
Speaking in a very nonchalant way Richard made no movements to back up especially considering the woman told them to stand down rather quickly. The tone used when speaking to the guards screamed princess and a pampered one at that. Then again by the sheer number of guards it was obvious she was pampered. "It's fine they were simply doing their jobs I am sure. Still some might not take to kindly to such actions." That was an understatement. Some people would be downright furious and he himself might have been a tad more upset had he been in less of a mood and in the company of someone less stunning. Richard liked to think that he had earned the right however considering he had already lost two siblings to this dreadful castle. It was like someone had it in specifically for Hubris. Probably because they were naturally superior to others as a nation.
It was good to know that he was the first to welcome the princess to the castle. It meant he was allowed to set a certain standard that most in the castle would be unable to live up to. In the end it would serve to make him more memorable. "It is an honor to be the first to welcome you to this castle milady. I do hope you enjoy your stay. I do feel it necessary to warn you that there is a murderer loose somewhere within these walls. The person has already claimed the lives of two of my siblings and I would hate to see you added to that list." Watching as she backed away to let servants into her room he was curious if she had a bigger room than his own happened to be. There were a few going in and there sounded like there were considerably more inside. It was enough for him to get an inquisitive look as he watched from afar. He didn't pose the question that played about his features however not finding the answer to be all that important to worry about.
Waving off her apologies with one hand Richard nodded at her second comment. "Yes it pays to be careful. Still one can't be overly cautious either or they might miss out on all the exciting things life has to offer." Clasping his hands together behind his back Richard looked on at the princess as she dipped her head. It was certainly a far cry from a formal curtsy but it was better than some at the castle would offer in return. Even among royalty. Seeing her introduce the tiger first Richard inclined his head ever so slightly to the majestic beast in greeting. It was nice that he would be able to address the thing as something other than 'it' even if Axella hadn't quite warmed up to him just yet. He would try to change that if at all possible but certainly wouldn't force the issue. It would just be useful to have such a thing not want to maul you to death first chance it got.
Watching as Dominique twirled a curl around her finger he appeared unphased by the movement as he listened to her provide her rank first. Heir of Avarice? Now that made things very very interesting. He knew for a fact that they already had one Heir of Avarice roaming the halls and this woman was not her. It did help explain her otherworldly appearance from what he knew of Avarice. Getting quite an amused expression at her rank Richard parted his lips to speak. "Now that is interesting. I am sure there is a story to be had to explain that but perhaps another time." Staring into the woman's eyes again he perceived unspoken things hidden in them and was sure his eyes held much of the same. Though his own were probably a little easier to read. He did not try to hide it after all. "Lady Dominique it brings me great pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am afraid me being a Prince does not invoke as much aw as that of an heir. I do not have the honor of representing hubris in that way though. The honor falls to my brother Trey." Ending the statement Richard smiled at her in a perfectly polite manner as he waited for a response. Eyes flickering to Axella occasionally.
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Now that the world isn't ending.
It's love that I'm sending to you.
It isn't the love of a hero.
And that's why I fear it won't do.
And they say that a hero can save us.
I'm not gonna stand here and wait.
I'll hold onto the wings of the eagles.
Watch as we all fly away.
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 10:15 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI might steal your clothesxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxand wear them if they fit meKingdom: Veritas/Lust Rank: Peasant Location: .╔═════════════════════════════════════♛═════════════════════════════════════╗
Tao's mouth curled up into a small smirk. The angel was just too adorable, it would almost be a shame to ruin his innocence. Almost. He was surprised to see the prince care so much about his wounds, and nearly jerked away when he was touched. He let out a gentle groan and the pain jumped through his body.
"I'll be fine." Blatant lie. "My body heals a bit faster than others thanks to the bracelet." Another lie. "I'd much rather hang around you, Angel Boy, than some stuffy infirmary." Mainly because he had a feeling Martin would be there, and he still didn't understand how to stop his bracelet from draining his energy. His body could not handle that again. He smiled sweetly, "I can walk, just no rough housing..." He tried his best not to turn it into anything sexual. He would love to wrestle with the angel, naked. In bed. "I'll probably sleep it off later, but for now you hold my complete and utter attention. What would you like to do? I'm up for anything."
He was half temped to take the boy's hand and place it gently on his chest, moving it downwards slowly... But he figured the boy would freak out. Prude. "There has to be something you'd like to do... I'm quite flexible when it comes to doing things."
╚═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ☪ OOC ☪ . Never made agreements, just like a gypsy And I won't back down because life's already bit me And I won't cry, because I'm too young to die if you're gonna quit me'Cause I'm a gypsy
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 11:15 am
Ɉϕɧɳ Ӎiҫɧϵɑɭ Gɍϵϵɳϵ Kingdom: Forititude Rank: Prince Location: Music Room, I feel like he was wanting something...but I don't know what that something is... White walls surround us
As we sleep among the dead (()) John listened to Tao talk. His eyebrow raised and he tilted his head, not entirely believeing Tao. However, John couldn't force him to do anything. Well, I could, but there is two reason why I won't. One, he's not of my kingdom. Lastly, I don't treat servants like mindless dogs! Thus, I can't order him around, unless I want look like a jerk. However, that didn't mean John wasn't secretly conspiring to find a way to heal the servant. But, for now, he made sure not to voice any of his ideas.
Now, the rest of conversation had temporaily stopped John's scheming. Because like before, it felt like he was missing something. Something that he should recognize. However, his mind just couldn't figure it out. Gah! Trying to figure out if Tao has an ulterior motive is giving me a headache! It almost made John want to go along with what Tao was saying. But after thinking a little, he realized that would be a bad idea. After all, I've seen the consequences of doing so.
"Um, uhhhh." John tapped his chin and tilted his head. He scratched his head trying to come up with anything. Anything at all! In the end, John wasn't able to come up with anything. "What do you suggest? I'm up for pretty much anything." John hoped he wouldn't regret saying that. "After all, I can't come up with anything!" Well, except for getting Tao to a healer. But, he doesn't need to know that! But, a small thought did cross John's mind. If Tao gets near that source of energy again...he would get injured again right? Well, if he acts like an explosion, then he probably hurt that energy source...Which means he would be looking for a healer too...Crap! I'm going to have to rethink my idea...Hmmmmm. We can chase the dark together
As the sky returns to grey
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 2:12 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI might steal your clothesxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxand wear them if they fit meKingdom: Veritas/Lust Rank: Peasant Location: .╔═════════════════════════════════════♛═════════════════════════════════════╗
Tao leaned back gently, making sure not to move too fast. The angel was just too goddamn cute. Innocent and slow. Oh what he would do if he could manage to get him in bed. There was a multiple amount of ways to do so, after all he didn't have a bed of his own to rest in. He closed his eyes and tried to think. A small headache began to creep its way into his mind. "You know, for all you know I am that murderer that has been lurking about. Here you are trying to not only help me, when these injuries really could have been sustained killing someone you know." He smiled gently. "Luckily for you, I'm not in the killing business. For now, I'm in the protecting business." He tilted his head backwards and let out a sigh. "Also; I believe I might have to teach you much about what I've been saying."
He smiled and opened his eyes. "If you were at all confused by my prior comments, I was making subtle hints and jokes to get you into bed." He was wondering just what he was doing, being so honest? Oh well, first time for everything. "Could get you into a lot of trouble if I took you for your word of being up for anything." He smiled again, flashing straight teeth. If he wasn't so sore, he would definitely try and just seduce the boy and ******** his brains out... but it would seem he would have to trick angel boy into doing all the work. This would be a great achievement.
╚═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ☪ OOC ☪ . Never made agreements, just like a gypsy And I won't back down because life's already bit me And I won't cry, because I'm too young to die if you're gonna quit me'Cause I'm a gypsy
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 8:58 pm
Ɉϕɧɳ Ӎiҫɧϵɑɭ Gɍϵϵɳϵ Kingdom: Forititude Rank: Prince Location: Music Room, He's kidding...right? White walls surround us
As we sleep among the dead (()) His eyes rolled at Tao's comment about him possibly being the murderer. Ah yes. The murderer would so allow himself to get injured so others could figure him out. Even I can figure that is just a kidd. However, when Tao mentioned he was in the protecting business, John titled his head. "Protecting who?" If Tao was in that business, then who was he post to be protecting? Or is he one of those people who protects whoever pays the most money? It is something to ask later, if I remember to do so.
When Tao mentioned revealing to him his hidden meaning, John couldn't help but nod. "I have been wondering what your hidden meaning has been..." However, he didn't entirely expect the answer he got. His eyes blink in a stupor like state. Wait...he was trying to...A dude was trying to...Someone was trying to....What the hell?! Except maybe for Dorian, no one else had tried to get him in bed. It was both a shock, but strangely nice. Gah! I really need to get out more! Maybe I would actually be used to being hit on instead of having internal freak outs...
"Ummmm." His eyes looked around, trying to come up with what to say. After a mintue or so of thinking, John acted on the first thing that came to mind. "Depends on if you could even get me in bed." Wait, why did he just say that? John smacked himself in the face and shook his head. "Ok, scratch that!..." He knew he had already stuck his head in the mud. I might as well ask, since I am curious. However, I'm sure he is going to think I'm giving him consent. "How old are you? I'm twenty one." We can chase the dark together
As the sky returns to grey
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 9:49 pm
 Theoran Lynth Kingdom: Avarice Rank: Sellsword Location: Hallway; Outside Lord Riley's Room. When the door opened, and the servant let Madelyne without seeing him, Xakstrazi, or Tantra, Theoran, at last, let go of his breath. "Now..." he began in answer to Tantra, almost uncertainly. "Now we wait." Theoran didn't dare move from the doorway as the tense moments passed. At last the other Riley children arrived and were similarly allowed entrance. But this time, when the door closed, the servant remained in the hall, and there was a flash of blue light. The door was sealed. Theoran went to move out into the hall but quickly stopped himself. This was a matter of the kingdom of Humility, and though Theoran had not technically served Avarice for many year, nor worn the coat of arms, his name would have been mentioned in the political circles by now. For all intense and purposes, he was now a servant of Avarice once more, until the royal family decided otherwise. Being seen near the chambers offered to Humility's royalty would not go down well. Glancing back at Tantra, he gave a few quick flicks of his writs, motioning for her to approach the servant. She was, after all, a priestess of Humility. He knew it impossible for her to get in, but she could get close, perhaps enough to hear provided there wasn't a secondary spell of silence. OOC: I'm assuming the servant is outside the door? If not I can edit.
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 10:02 pm
-- Location - The Stream then to Father, Hungover --
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-- Heir of Humility --
|Now here we stand with their blood on our hands| |We fought so hard now can we understand|
Ryan had been waiting for Lucien to either tell him more about this fun or lead the way to wherever this fun would take place. When his sister's voice called out his name Ryan could feel dread building up inside at the thought Naedira seeing him in such a state. It was enough to sober him up a little. He could almost hear the disappointment in her tone. As she spoke up asking them about how intoxicated they were Ryan just shrugged not bothering to look in her direction for fear of meeting her eyes. This had not been his idea and already he was fearing it's outcome. Thankfully his father wasn't around to see him in this state. Still he could almost sense the dread that filled Naedira to the core. Concern for his sister was enough for him to overlook her comment about being a jester entirely as he gazed at her. Then she mentioned their father needing them to deal with their sister and it was enough to almost completely sober him up. Why did he have to drink that? The world was still spinning however.
His sister had then proceeded to grab his hand and lead him towards their father causing Ryan to wave over his shoulder at Lucien. He could feel the drink within him being healed by his sister returning him to a more preferable state of mind for the moment. Still he said nothing as he contemplated exactly what his father had in mind for the woman claiming to be his sister. As she finished drawing out the alcohol in him she said something about him smelling then suddenly cast another spell on him. It was enough to make his head spin from the sudden absence of the alcohol combined with the spells cast on him. Then she went into detail about the spell their father wanted her to cast which furthered the bad feeling in his gut at what his sister had been asked to do. What could he possibly do to help her though? He knew no magic what so ever. The only thing he could offer was emotional support and quite frankly he didn't put much on that. He was useless now like always.
Squeezing Naedira's hand in response to her fears about the spell he was planning on making sure that his sister did not become a murderer. He doubted she could handle taking a life and therefore Ryan silently decided that should it come to that where the woman was being killed by the spell he would kill the woman instead. Whether that meant drowning her or piercing her heart with something he refused to let his innocent little sister lose her innocence. "It's okay Nae don't worry I will be right beside you the entire time." It wasn't much but it was the least he could do. The potential thought of taking a life was enough to bring bile into his throat but he would do what was necessary. The sheer fact that their father had decided on this course of action told him that speaking to Veritas didn't go well at all. Ryan hadn't expected the god to be helpful however and therefore it didn't surprise him terribly that he had been of no help. It would have been a surprise had the god been helpful. It might have also worried him and planted the seed of doubt in his mind.
His sister admitting her fear caused Ryan to pull himself closer to her and give her an awkward hug as they continued moving. His head was pounding and he felt like death warmed over but he could deal with it considering what Naedira had to do. "It will all be fine I will make sure Nae. Trust me okay?" Squeezing her hand again Ryan let out a tiny sigh as she spoke of being able to do this. "Are you sure? If you can't we will find another way." He didn't want to think how exhausted she would be after something like this. Especially if things did not go as planned though perhaps things going as planned would be just as exhausting. They had been without their sister for so long Ryan wasn't quite sure he was ready to admit she was alive if it turned out the woman was Madelyne. They had been through so much and perhaps it would be tiring to learn she was truly alive after everything. Especially considering how he had spoke to her in the dining hall. He would feel terrible.
Hearing Naedira speak of their sister and not wanting to take a life Ryan wrapped his arm around her for a moment as they walked and squeezed her shoulders. Touching his lips to her forehead he let out another small sigh. "Don't worry I will not let you kill anybody. Everything is going to turn out fine. I will protect you dear sister. I love you and you know that right? I mean you are my sister and best friend and I just want you to know I am here for you. No matter what I will always be here for you. Okay?" It sounded odd coming from his lips but he figured it might comfort her. As they approached the door Ryan let go of her shoulder and put on the air of feeling fine. He wouldn't trouble others because he had a hangover. He ignored those gathered outside the door as he went inside. This was a family matter. "Father and Madelyne." He had to force himself to say the name but it didn't show as he greeted the two properly after his sister had done so. Letting go of Naedira as the king of humility beckoned her to come nearer Ryan felt helpless. Listening to hear if the choice had been made cleared his throat with the hopes of getting Naedira's attention. If successful he would attempt to convey through a look that he was there for her and everything would be fine. Even if he wasn't entirely sure of that.
|We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days| |Through the fire and flames we carry on|
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 10:19 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI might steal your clothesxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxand wear them if they fit meKingdom: Veritas/Lust Rank: Peasant Location: .╔═════════════════════════════════════♛═════════════════════════════════════╗
Tao sat waiting for a reply, figuring it was best not to answer the first. He wasn't all too fond of any of the kingdoms so he didn't bother learning who disliked who. He couldn't help but smile looking at the confusion on angel boy's face. It was just too darn adorable! He wasn't exactly expecting what the boy said. If he could get the boy in bed? Please. It would be easy. A quick mutter of words, and the boy would be in a rune prison, to be moved where he pleased. He could, of course, break the spell holding him... but who would want to? "Too late. It would not be hard to get you into a bed. I figure you mean actually have sex with me, though... Which also would not be too hard. You are a male, after all, once your lower parts get excited you begin to think with it's brain instead of yours." The words seemed more like a coo, creeping out of his mouth like some sort of spell. "I'm 19, and a half, years young." He was surprised to see that the boy was older than him, he looked younger.
"So, I'll take it that you're not opposed to the idea of me, than?" He smiled quickly and pulled himself out of his chair, ignoring the pain that flickered through his body. "As I said, even in this state, it would not be too hard to maneuver you into a bed..." He let out a small laugh and leaned on the table. "Well, maybe it would be a little hard. None the less, where shall we go from here?" He was beginning to grow bored of the room, "Oh, and it does not have to be a bedroom. I'm more than capable of waiting..." He let out another laugh, figuring the boy would have thought he was asking which of their bedrooms they would retire to. "However, it would have to be your bedroom if it were to happen, being as I do not have one." A bed did sound nice. Even if he did not sleep, just to lay and clear his mind. Maybe curl up next to John. He wasn't all about sex. He did enjoy just laying with a man, listening to his heartbeat.
╚═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝ ☪ OOC ☪ . Never made agreements, just like a gypsy And I won't back down because life's already bit me And I won't cry, because I'm too young to die if you're gonna quit me'Cause I'm a gypsy
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 10:19 am
Dafydd Lansing Location GardensxxxxxxxKingdom: PatiencexxxxxxxRank: Second in line for the throne 
“I do hope that you'll prove as entertaining in Patience's court, though now that you're the heiress, I'd venture to guess you'll want to reside in your home kingdom. Given that I'm not the eldest born, nor the eldest of the Lansing children left, I've a title, and I'll be granted lands within the Patiente borders, but it won't be of the same caliber as the royal palace in Lust.” At least, for now he'd appear to be alright with his station. But he wasn't meant to rule Lust, and he well knew it. No, Patience would one day still be his. ”If this is what you wish, then I'm certain that your antics would be welcomed amongst the court, as they are already accustomed to that sort of behavior.” Her father wasn't the only one who adored her so, inexplicably, the Lustian people were devoted to her, despite all the trouble that shrouded her name. Hers was a name that was commonly known across the kingdoms, because most knew that Richard Gavini would try and place her on the throne, instead of those who were older than her.
He chuckled as the sharp blade disappeared from her expression, leaving it unbridled, unguarded for the time being. “I assure you, I don't embarrass easily Miss Cat. Being of good, patient stock makes it a trying endeavor to do so.” Not completely true in the way of his virtue making him hard to spoil, but he had little doubt that she'd test the theory, and see the truth in his words that he'd be hard to shake. “And I doubt very much that you're one to embarrass so easily either.” Her cavalier attitude regarding everything would make it difficult for her to care so much upon someone's opinion of her; it was a good quality – for now – to have.
“My brother is not so high and mighty that he'll think to be overly proper upon meeting you.” Dafydd expressed simply, not giving way to his opinion on the matter at all. “You'll find youth in his features, him garbed in what most royal courts would think drab and not at all becoming of the man. Altogether, he seems lackluster, but he'll be a good king to Patience.” The lie felt like acid as it touched his tongue. To seem the doting brother, however.. was paramount, and he'd make no mistakes in that.
His cerulean eyes fell on the form at his arm, a coy smile hiding at the corners of his lips. ”Not so good at the political games? Funny... I'd thought you'd be one to excel in the field, simply because no one would think you would be. That, and how hard you tried to break all of those rules in court – in order to break them, you have to know them.” No, her simpleton act wouldn't be so easy to pass off with him. Her amethyst eyes expressed too well how endowed in wits she was, and it wasn't a detail he'd let her downplay when they were only in company of each other. In the midst of the courts, he'd let her to her devices, but he'd not be fooled.
Given that masked intelligence, he'd need to proceed in any of his plans with a precarious nature, moreso around her than others. Else she'd catch on, and there was no telling what she'd do then.
“Lorelei...” His voice was far off as he'd pondered it. ”I've not yet crossed paths with her, but I'm sure that she's wonderful if she has you so willing to dote upon her.” Though, aside from this little sister, Cat seemed to enjoy the same relationship that Dafydd shared with his siblings – they didn't much care for each other. The prince's was a well feigned affection; it pained him to not kill Eoghan in haste, the way he had with John. But patience was their virtue, and having it would bring him the throne he had finally come to claim. He'd yet to even meet Maelona, a small detail that would need to be rectified in the near future.
Another slow chuckle escaped Dafydd's throat when Cat began to mutter about ducking out, the smile on his face completely genuine. “That, my dear... is completely understandable.”
[[Ooc: Move them to where ever you'd like, Deste.... WalkintheVoid I think is on leave.]]
* Name pronounced, Daaav-ith.
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2011 10:29 am
 XARD THE DAEMONIC SORCERORLocation: My humble abode of torture and kittens.
Kingdom: Veritas, The God would not have it any other way.
Rank: Couch Potatoe
Wearing This: Normal guiseThe practice session and conversations amongst the royalty around Xard ended some time after Xard's spell had ended. He thought it would, so while the trio of regal units were distracted with their creepiness towards the appearance he chose, he threw another spell. It was over himself though. The spell acted like a barrier to demon and devil detection. He would appear to be a normal, yet still creepy, old man to those that have the senses to pinpoint magic infused creatures like himself. Jack would still know that he was in Veritas's world however. Their bonds went beyond any cloaking magic.
He saw that Maelona could not stand being near himself any long, even with the Prince Richard and Prince Trey. She left while excusing herself in a ladylike way. He would play with her again soon. Her heart spoke to him. She was someone he could manipulate easily given how little of an identity she had for herself. Princess Madelyne was a similar case. A person that did not know what to do with herself. Puppets like those were easy to come by, but they were a prize when they possessed power. Prince Richard soon followed suit since the one female in their midst had vacated the area. Playboys were heavily predictable. He believed it was time for his leave then, but not before giving Prince Trey his card. "Poor dear was probably very nervous being around such fine young men, heh heh heh. She will come by again when the right offer is made. An offer I will make to you as well, your highness," he said before taking out a small piece of hard parchment with his name on it: Barthal the Smiler, combat and weapons trainer. The borders of the parchment shined with gold, glinting in the sun. "I may be old, but the great Lord keeps me around to teach still. I only really come around when someone needs to know how to do a deed the proper way. That card there is something the great Lord made for me to give out to those I thought needed some remedial training.
"And with that, I need to be going, your highness. My third afternoon nap is coming for me. Goodbye." Xard then hobbled away back towards the castle where he would disappear from sight once he entered. He would disappear completely actually. Xard teleported to his chambers in order to think about his next move in making the royalty within the castle his puppets of mass destruction.TIME SKIP Xard was staring in a large cauldron. He had been for hours now. He chuckled to himself every so often for whatever reason. Upon closer inspection, one could see images of people talking to one another. They seemed to be all chums. One in particular was always wearing a suit and causing trouble for his friends. "That Barney character is hilarious. Too bad these mortals will not discover how to manipulate wavelengths till much later, or I could watch 'How I Met Your Mother,' using a television rather than magic. Oh well, let's see what else is on," said Xard to himself. A clawed hand raised up holding a flat black rectangular prism with smaller raised rectangular prisms. His thumb pressed down on when and the images changed in the cauldron. Each time he pressed down on the odd device, someone different appeared in the translucent liquid. Each of which were a current resident of the castle. He laughed once at the sight of Max, "Zombie-boy? Ha! That's rich. I bet the servants love cleaning after him." He stopped clicking through when a scene showing the estranged Madelyne Riley, her father, her brother; Ryan and her sister; Naedira. Theoran, Indigo, and Tantra were also close by. Now this was something that could work against his plans for Madelyne. Should the ritual work, she would have no reason to come back to him for assistance in making her family "HER" family again. Still, there was other ways to make a fragile heart roll over like a dog.
He would allow this for now. Xard thought it best to make Indigo think he was no longer interested in the princess by not taking any action against the ritual that was most likely going to take place. He would let his guard down a bit, and then he would strike. Someone was going to be his bargaining chip whether they like it or not. In the mean time... "I'll come back to that when a commercial starts. "Dexter" is coming on," said the black shrouded sorcerer with a sigh. Another press of a three dimensional shape on top of a black brick, and the scene changed once more to a man killing another one with expert hands.
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