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 Posted: Wed Dec 09, 2009 4:18 pm
She inhaled the aroma of the curry deeply. It looked and smelled so delicious. If the flatbread was anything to go by, it was going to be wonderful. She looked up at the soft sound of wine being poured from a bottle. He poured two glasses of something she could only assume was a very posh wine. She wasn't too skilled at identifying them yet. She rarely drank at all actually. He picked up both glasses, some bread and his bowl and motioned for her to follow.
She quickly gathered up a handful of the bread, taking more than she would probably normally eat but she was very hungry and it was ever so good, and picked up her bowl. She balanced her staff in the crook of her arm. Hurriedly she slithered along behind him, following him back to the warm parlour. It really was a good place to eat and relax. She liked this room. She liked this place. It had been scary at first but she was really warming up to it. With a content noise she returned to the pillows she had previously occupied. This time when she coiled up she looked a lot more relaxed. She set her staff down and even unclasped her cloak, setting it out neatly beside her.
"Oh, an illusion? I see. Frighten them away. But they'd probably come back once they realised there wasn't really any devastation. You know what humans are like." She sighed a little and accepted the wine glass, sipping it delicately. "Wow. This is really good." she remarked, almost as if she was surprised.
She was about to answer his question about the land when he waved the questions away for the time being to eat the meal. She nodded lightly and began tucking in. the first spoon was almost hesitant and nervous, but she quickly lit up in a smile and made soft noises of great appreciation. She ate almost as if she hadn't eaten for days before she gathered her wits and ate a little more femininely. She blushed a little, having forgotten her manners again. That didn't stop her dipping the bread in the curry and mopping it up eagerly though.
"This is amazing!" She gasped between bites, grinning happily. "I think my mother would be jealous of your skill." She giggled a little and took another swig of the wine as well.
"So how come you live out here all alone? Or are you alone? Oh! Do you have a nest? Are you just the head of a family?" She looked around half expected others of their kind to slip out of the curtains. He could easily be sire to an entire brood for all she knew.
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 7:32 am
As the two of them ate, the Count thought for a moment to himself and with a press of a button hidden under the arm of his Divan, soft music began to play from high above. Finally finishing up his bowl of curry, the orochi set it aside and returned his fingers to their interlocking position on his chest as he watched her eat out of half closed eyes, the tip of his long tail swaying to the music.
"Perhaps they will. Then I guess that we shall have to make it extremely un-livable for them and put up a few illusionary barriers so that it seems that way from the outside."
Raising his glass of wine to his lips, the old cleric took a small sip before setting the glass aside, barely touched. It had been many years since he'd had a reason to touch anything other than cooking wine and to be blunt it was going to his head. Blinking away the odd glow that the alcohol was causing him, he pushed up the glasses that he wore on his nose a little higher as she asked the personal questions that had not been asked in quiet a long time.
"Alas.... in this plain of existence I am the only full blooded Orochi left "alive". For the most part I am alone here unless someone comes to visit.... then I am not."
Chuckling softly to hide his slight discomfort about this line of questioning as he found it increasingly hard to answer her questions, the cleric gave a small weak smile to her and continued.
"It has been many years since my brood was born. We orochi are not given much faith in the family unit like you Naga's are, Lady Sati. Extremely solitary individuals. I would almost blame it on the predator within but at times.... I think we as a race are just too much even for ourselves."
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 11:55 am
She paused in her eating to lift her head a little and look around. She just caught the soft notes of the relaxing music. She looked around for the source before looking up. She couldn't see where it was coming from, but she could hear it. She smiled and flicked her tail in time lazily as she mopped up the last of the curry with what little was left of her flatbread. Despite helping herself to a lot, she'd eaten it all. She was clearly hungry and enjoyed it. Though now she felt very full.
"But we won't hurt anyone really, will we?" She asked quietly as she set her bowl aside, mopped clean. She really was quite innocent and gentle, despite her appearance to the humans that despised her. She relaxed back against the pillows, looking far less nervous. The wine was slightly getting to her too, but she didn't have the sense to stop drinking like he did. The wine and the fullness of her belly made her very content and a little lazy. She could have curled up and napped if not for the pleasant company intriguing her.
She looked at him sadly as he admitted just how alone he was. She caught her tail tip in her fingers and toyed with it idly, a sort of relaxed habit of hers.
"I am sorry to hear you are the last here. It must be something of a burden. I can't imagine how it must feel. It has been hard to be away from my own kind for so long I admit. It was an absolute delight to find you here, even older than my own race." She smiled a little, the wine causing her cheeks to pinken as she spoke.
"I can't see how you would be too much for anyone." She shrugged, black curls bobbing as she sipped from her glass. "You've been an absolutely wonderful host. It has been a long time since I felt so welcomed anywhere. Oh and that curry! Amazing!" She giggled a little.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 8:49 pm
"We....well I guess we can try not to if that is an important factor. In all truth, as I've always seen if if you see a lava flow heading towards you and you don't get out of the way of the flying rocks and whatnot then you get what you had coming. Stubbornness is not a virtue in my line of work."
He said with the smallest of shrugs as he climbed up off of his divan and headed behind a nearby curtain. Continuing to speak as he did so, the Count slithered up to a small stoneware coffeemaker and poured himself a steaming cup of a exotic blend of coffee beans that he grew himself that smelled vaguely of vanilla and nutmeg before heading back to where Sati was.
"My race was old when this world was first born, Sati.... we had our time in the proverbial sun. And perhaps with my son as the New God and protector of my entire reborn race in another plane of existance, our time will come again. Do you happen to know our joined history, young Sati or has the Naga's of your tribe forgotten the distant past like so many other of the serpent folk?"
"Sitting" back down across from her, he took a sip from his blue stoneware coffee cup and just sat there for a moment enjoying the aroma of the dark liquid as he waited to see if she knew a bit of her history before he answered her question about why his race was "too much for their own good".
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2009 7:28 am
Sati giggled headily as the Orochi shrugged and remarked that anyone who didn't get out of the way of a lava flow really deserved what they got. She really couldn't argue that point. Maybe it was the wine or the company, but she was starting to think of a few of the humans she certainly wouldn't mind being buried under the flow of rock and heat. She turned red and mentally chastised herself for such a wicked thought, even if it was appealing.
She tried to settle her thoughts again as she sipped at her glass, watching him slither languidly behind the curtains for a moment. The scent of the beans brewing filling the air thickly. She really did like this place. It was warm and relaxing and there was something comforting about it, despite the fact she was a guest and stranger here.
"Oh. Well, I don't know much. But we certainly have stories of ones more ancient than us. My grandmother always taught me that it was ancient ones with four arms like yourself that birthed nagas. But my grandfather used to argue with her because he was taught you were simply legends, or perhaps a mutation. I liked my grandmother's stories better." She sighed, hugging her tail to herself. "Hers were always full of great battles and heroics and ancient gods, and times when humans served us willingly. Some of it is clearly not true at all. But I always kind of hoped most of it was true."
She emptied the wine glass and set it down very carefully. She toyed with the end of her tail thoughtfully, a lazy smile on her lips.
"My grandmother would have a fit if she knew I was sitting here with you now." She giggled lightly. "She'd probably be harassing you with questions and poking and prodding you."
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