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 Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:07 pm
Catawa watched the drow as he ran off, then she turned to Kieran. She didn't seem disapointed with the deal, but she did look worried. "Have any smells I can follow?"
Everything was a daze to her, she rarely felt his movement besides the rubbing of fabric on her raw limbs and back (even though the potion had cleared most of that up) It had been so long since she had even beena ble to turn over that Jarlaxle's back was almost comfortable, and she nearly fell asleep several times.
Still...her mind wasn't wrapping around this situation yet. She was still back in that room.
A blink as she tried tos ee through the clouds of visions in front of her eyes. "Green?"
He rolled his eyes. "Oh, do stop trying to be dramatic. It's very boring." The rod was shoved into Piper's breastplate, just above her heart.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:13 pm
The drow chuckled, "Dragon." He replied, not because he cared about her feelings, but a happy person was lighter than an unhappy one. Jarlaxle found a place where their was floor above him, so he tossed up his Portable Hole, and crawled through. Once he was on top, he had a feeling of deja vu. THus, this was the floor he started on. He grabbed his hole, and coninued walking along the hall. A creature once jumped out at him, but got a dagger to the throat and fell over struggling to live. He found a stairwell, and used them to climb up a couple levels before moving away from them.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:18 pm
I can track Piper through my bonding to her, no need for hers." Though a thought on the others. Hm. Oh wait he knew of something. Thus Raziel was plucked off his shoulder and held out on his palm. "My little friend here was recently handled by Zahara." Her scent would be stuck his feathers, Piper's as well, and along with Piper's would be Malik's. Wonderful little Raziel.
She cringed a little as Right Hand again threatened with that rod, after all, this was not a pleansant feeling or situation at all for her and she was very much not enjoying it. Malik's own threats on what he implied doing were not easeing her mind etiher, but putting her more on a defensice edge. No one liked getting a blade shoved through them and she was feeling violated enough as it was.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:18 pm
Things cleared inside her head a little. "Tanundra?" No way this could be true...She noticed Jalaxle's movement a little bit more acutly. Even though she couldn't see, she wsa begining to have a auge idea of where she was.
"H-" she had been wondering about this during her stay in that room, "how long was I down there?"
Catawa sniffed the air near Raziel a moment, who giggled as the rushing air tickled his feathers. "Alright, I think I can work off of that." And she stepped out, walking a bit faster than before. "This way I think..."
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:23 pm
"Not long." He was a drow, if she was down there for a decade that would be his responce. Jarlaxle's movements began to slow, his senses began to pick up a great deal of turbulance. "I think we found him." He paused, the Oracle didn't know he didn't come alone, they could leave now. Was there any reason to wait for the rest of the group...
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:33 pm
Malik barely registered that, and instead used his shadowstep to grab that blue rod. and hold tight to it, forcing it away from Piper's armor. sure, electricity coursed through his armor easily enough, but like he just said, endurance was one of his strong suits. Malvolence came down, aiming for teh knee of the Right Hand..and you know, flaming metal was bad for cloth and flesh...but now it was also channeling electricity. that must really suck to be on the recieving end of.
Onyx's ears only flattened some, and it made his lip curl in a slight begining of a snarl. he wanted to rip his throat out. and eat him. just so he could literally become a pile of excrement later..before his eyes shifted to other elves.
"They know my presence. they had no objections to me landing here. I'm sure the one with teh bow coudl have made it otherwise if they had issue with me being here."
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:35 pm
She almost smiled. "So two or three weeks, at least." She seemed very disapointed by that information. But she heard and felt te rumblings of the castle above. "You shouldn't be holding me when he sees me."
Right Hand was effectivly fried, his body only standing because of the electricity flexing his muscles as it coursed through him. When it stopped, he would drop to the floor, quite dead.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:36 pm
Kieran nodded, giving a pet to Raziel before grasping him in his hand, rather than putting him back on his shoulder and pivoted on his heel, taking off after Catawa to keep up. Stong cat senses mixed with elven senses, that had to be one hell of a thing to have.
Of course the moment his hold loosed on her, she yanked out and stumbled a few steps away, her bearings a bit lacking on her for the moment, mind still in feral survival mode. In a flash her bow was in hand, and arrow nocked on it and tension on the string, aimed at Malik. Needless to say for a headshot between the eyes. Her own eyes held that sort of feral look, for a moment her body was running on a fight flee combo, and even Malik for the moment was seen as a potiental hazard to her life. Though it was clear she wasn't settled, seeing as her arrow clattered lightly again her bow as it shook in her hold from unsteady hands.
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:48 pm
"Stop being such an ignorant prat." Elric replied, "You got royal treatment because you were a royal's guest."
Celeste looked at Elric, "All you seem to care about is Aella. Get off my ship until that attitude changes. It will no longer be tolerated here."
Tarathiel looked at the vah, "AELLA!" HE shouted loud enough for the half elf and most of the people on the ship, if not everyone, could hear.
Jarlaxle thought for a moment, "I know. We will wait here for the moment. Maybe your new babysitter will arrive before the dragon reaches here, maybe not. That is all the time we are allowing the others." The drow sighed, "I expected that group to preform better." He placed Meilikki gently down, and undid the ties and ropes. A moment later, he was turning the rag into a temporary dress, a rope used as a belt and another to hold the top up.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 6:57 pm
She let out a breath, to be honest, she had been waiting to be called. She didn't sue the staff this time. She decided to leave that in the crows nest, where it would be fine until she could put it away.
She would pick it up again when her punishment had been lifted. She grabbed a rope from the rigging and swung down, carefull of course, that the rope she had grabbed wasn't part of a sail or something.
She landed in front of Tarathiel. "Yes, Captain?"
For a drow, he was surprisingly gental. "Thank you." Though she didn't understand the 'babysitter' comment. Above, a loud snuffling was heard, before the cacohpany continued with reniewed frenzy.
They came across Zahara in no time, taking her and the odd deer like girl behind them, Catawa leading the way. With Kieran's sense, it wasn't long before they met up with his daughter, the one that Catawa looked like.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 7:01 pm
Malik let go, and stumbled some, his armor smoking and he knew his hands was going to look god awful later. using Malvolence as a bit of a crutch, though his hand took on that pale green glow.
"Oh no, Right Hand. your not allowed to die just yet. you have to play distraction."
and up went Right Hand's body...hey, spare electricity, whiel the brain was fried up..coudl still be used to let this body feel what it was like to be deepfried. and still feel and have some basic thoughts. so barely alive, so to speak..or nearly undead maybe.
"You get to wander down the halls now. and be bait."
Tossing the stumbling, walking, thing that was Right hand down the hall. burnt and cooked meat should attract the nasties. then his attention turned to Piper.
"Piper..it's me..Malik. you don't want to shoot me with that."
Taking very slow, very measured steps toward her, sheathing Malvolence and putting his hands up.
Onyx snorted.
"That's because she cares for more than just her own vendettas and her own glory. she's not so selfish and self absorbed as you elves. And she reads more then just the cover of books."
But he lept up, jumping from mast and crossbeam to the crow's nest, and spread his wings and glided. hate hate hate. hated all those elves. but especially Tarathiel.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 7:08 pm
With Zahara gathred, pace had easily quickened what with a bond sense and then Catawa's senses making things easy, the little group walking the corridors as if they knew them all to well. Soon enough they were on top of the other two, Malik trying to reason with Piper who wasn't a happy girl at all. She looked quite...dishelved and blood drenched. That was worrisome.
Setting Raziel to his shoulder once more he took to stalking up behind Piper. They didn't have time to reason with her, who knew when Dimitri would get a second wind. Malik would hate him for a bit but oh well. Good thing her attention was focused on Malik. Raising his sword, he swiftly knocked her in the back of the head with the hilt, just hard enough to lightly put her on the verge of being out but still concious. Catching her with one arm, he handed her off to Malik and took her equpiment to his won person. "We don't have time to reason with her, she's too pushed to feral. It's an Andalian elf thing, I'll explain later, but we should take our window."
A look to the Piperesk Catawa. "Lead the way out Catawa."
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Fractured Moonlight Captain
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 7:12 pm
Catawa was bouncing on her toes at this point, anctious to get out of here. 'Put on gas filters if you have them. The air's going to start getting foul." She took off at a run, the other following behind her. She did her best to avoid the nasties, until they were following the route that Jarlaxle had taken a few moments before them.
Not far from where she sat, the ceiling caved in and Tanundra stuck his head through, looking aound frantically. By this time, the entire castle had be leveled to the ground. That giant head head whipped around, her scent strong in his nostrals.
He saw his mistress on the flor, makeshift dress, covered in blood, and almost imidiatly he went from wild terror to whining puppy. A loud wine sounded in the back of his throat, and he touched the tip of his snout to her face. Meilikki?
She used what strength she had to place a hand on his snout, feeling the cool of his scales agaisnt her hot, fevered skin. "Hi, Tanundra." There was a sigh of relieve, and the dragon closed his eyes.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 7:14 pm
The elves were relieved. The vah did threaten to kill them on a regular basis, and their good nature forebade them to do anything until he tried.
Tarathiel watched the vah leave, "Nevermi-" He paused, "His impatience will get you killed." A gentle hand went to Aella check, "I don't want you to die." He dropped the gentle rutine, "Don't do anything that embarrasses me like this in front of those two..." Tarathiel's eyes widened. "Did you say Cedric earlier?"
Elric's face was contorted wtih many emotions, and when Tarathiel asked the simple question, the answer came out rather sharpely. "Yes."
Tarathiel looked at Celeste, who was a little more composed. "He's a friend of ours."
"Songblade?" The drow asked.
"Yes." Replied Celeste.
"I know where he is." The drow smirked, "I guess we will have to invite him into our plot to protect Deep Water, now wont we." Tarathiel looked at Aella again, "Please, please please, think before you act." He moved his head so it sat kindly beside Aella's ear, and he whispered in a very low tone. "The only way I could ensure Meilikki's safety is by killing her. If I went after her, she would not have returned." Oddly, his voice was not malevelent, it was benevolent and loving. "I would keep her from being harmed, forever."
Jarlaxle waved at the dragon, "We should probably get going then." He looked at the dragon, and walked over to Meilikki and gently picked her up and placed her on the dragon's snout.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2006 7:22 pm
She watched Onyx leave, not really understanding why he was so upset. Then she turned back to Tarathiel with a blush on her cheeks. "I'm Sorry, Captain." And then he whispered to her, and though the words and voice were almost sweet, they frightened her.
Then she remebered something Meilikki told her. "And if she were reborn?" She asked softly.
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