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A meeting, at last.
Tristan Isolé walked into the tower, and along the halls, heading for the kitchen. He was thinking of Drydan, that handsome Hippogryph, and smiling as he went. His wings were folded tight to his back, and his tail was lightly lashing. He opens the door, and wanders in, then stops, startled, seeing a pink female he didn't know at the table. "Oh! Pardon me, I didn't know anyone was...." He stops, staring, wondering, eyes wide, as she turned to face him. Was it... could it be? She had... the horn... the phoenix wings... the tail... the body markings. It... he was certain, it was her!
Bellarina blinks, slowly, at the man who'd walked in. He was staring so! And why had he stopped? She tilted her head. "No, eet ees no problem, sir! I would be 'appy for some company." She ponders him, then her own eyes widened. Leopard spots... wings... Horn... "TREESTAN?" She stood up and moved towards him. "Treestan! Treestan Isolé! Eet ees you, yes? You remember me, your old friend Bellarina? Bella?"
"It IS you! Oh wow! I've been hunting all over for you, Bella! Yes, it's me! How have you been?" He looked nervous, for now that he had met her... the moment of truth was unnerving and he was worried what would happen.
Bella laughs happily and hugs him tight. "I 'ave been well! I decided to find my fazzer! 'Ee is proving difficult to find, but ze last word of 'eem I 'ave received said 'ee was 'ere, so I am 'ere as well." She laughs. "No new word, so I 'ope that 'ee 'as not left yet." She ponders, then beams at Tristan, and then sits back down. "Would you like some tea? I 'ave plenty!"
Tristan ponders, then nods, taking a deep breath. "Yes. Tea would be lovely..." He sits, taking another, then suddenly blurts out "Bella... do you remember that promise we made each other when we were little?"
Bella started to pour tea as Tristan sat, then paused, at his question. She studies him, then finishes pouring the tea before she set the pot down and considered him. "Yes. I do... Treestan... Are you... Do you actually 'ope we will live up to eet? We were leetle, we did not know what we were doing... I do not..."
Tristan interrupted her. "You don't either? Wonderful!" He pauses, noting she looked taken aback, then blushes. "I didn't mean it like that, Mon Ami. I just meant that I have found some one I love and... would have been honor bound to marry you, had you expected it of me. I made a promise, and my honor is of great importance."
"You have met anuzzer? Wonderful! I am so 'appy for you! I expect to be invited to ze wedding! No, I deed not expect eet of you. I know, now, zat eet was a seely thing we deed at that age, and now we are old enough to find ze people we are trulee meant to love, mon cheri. So now, we can be as friends with no worries!"
They were both relieved and spent hours catching up to each other, talking and laughing and having fun, friends again, and no more.

RP Logs from IM
Shri: *huggles on Mel*
Mel: -Hugs Shri, smiling as she thinks-
Shri: *nibbles on her ear*
Mel: -Shivers softly, then murmurs- I really do need to find some way to raise myself in power... Any ideas on something I can do? I don't know thatfighting will be enough, lover...
Shri: *blushes hotly* L-lover? *tugs at his collar a little* L-let's see...a plan for a rise to power...
Mel: -She blinks- Does it bother you, who just was nibbling my ear, to be called it? And any help would be appreciated.
Shri: *blushes even worse* Point taken! *coughs a little* Do you have any relatives in high positions of power?
Mel: -She blinks a little at him- That was... an actual question, I was confused... And -She sighs- No. Not that I know of.
Shri: >//> Oh. My apologies. It just surprised me is all, but you're right. I was merely being affectionate. And....that's unfortunate. How are your skills in magic?
Mel: -She smiles a little- Ahh I see. I just... if it bothered you... -She shrugged- Anyways... I... was tested when young, not much came of it. They didn't bother to test me again, they had bigger fish to fry.
Shri: N-no, it didn't! *tries to calm himself* Aaand...that's a shame. Have you tried since? I was never great at magic myself. *scowls a little*
Mel: Ahhh all right. -She watches him, then blinks- Well... no, I was... too busy with martial training and all.
Shri: Aw...that's too bad. Now that we're free you should give it a try sometime.
Mel: -She ponders that, then says- How does one call flame? That is the usual first, isn't it?
Shri: *nods* Uhm...I'm not exactly sure. I used to know just a little magic, but it's been a while...
Szordrin: *hugs the two of them from behind* Try a match!
Mel: -She ponders and then JUMPS, startled, and stares at the male- AHHHH!
Szordrin: *laughs as he startles the both of them*
Shri: *glares, and smacks the musician*
Mel: -She pants slowly, then stares- Who on earth is this?
Shri: *glares darkly* A musician who came to my human's house as well...
Szordrin: *smirks mischievously* Szordrin, at your service!
Mel: -She eyes him- Well if you're at my service... go sit under the tree and play charming music while Shri and I talk... I was picking his mind on important matters. -Her nose is a little high at the moment, dealing with the fright he gave her-
Szordrin: What do I get in return? *smirks darkly*
Shri: ):< An unbruised body.
Mel: A body with no holes poked in it... -She fingers her sharp objects-
Szordrin: My services require a proper price! I play the finest music around!
Shri: *unsheathes his sword*
Szordrin: *starts playing* c_c'
Mel: Consider it payment for scaring the daylights out of me...
Szordrin: *hops up and flees* Nasty villent warriors!
Shri: >3>;;; *watches him flee* We should go teach him a lesson...
Mel: -She sighs- Another time. Let's see if I can make fire...
Szordrin: *stole their coinpurses when he hugged them both* >} Ooh yeah...gonna get me a good dinner tonight...
Shri: *grumbles* I suppose. Yes, let's see if you can.
Mel: -She focuses, thinking of the musician's hair, with a slightly evil grin, then imagines the hair lighting... focuses hard, with will-
Shri: *turns as he hears a scream in the distance*
Mel: -She grins a little and stands- Let's go that way... -She heads towards the screams, focusing on controling the flames-
Szordrin: *panicking as he tries to put out the flames that have mysteriously caught in his pretty, gold streaked hair*
Shri: *follows with one brow raised*
Mel: -She had noted as Szor left that her purse was missing, since her hip was lighter, so she smiled... and pointed- I believe he has things of ourse.
Shri: *blinks in surprise as he sees the little musician on fire, and then realizes he's been pickpocketed* That little b*****d!
Szordrin: *rolling on the ground, crying out in pain*
Mel: -She moves straight towards him- Pretty one, unless you want to be PERMANANTLY scarred... I suggest you give us our purses back. Full as they were when you took them.
Szordrin: *wailing as he tries to put out his hair* I d-din't do anything!!!
Shri: *glares at him darkly*
Mel: I'm not stupid. I may not have noticed immediately but notice I DID.
Szordrin: *throws the purses down, and whimpers* Make it stop!!!
Mel: -She scoops them up and focuses on the flames dying-
Szordrin: *curls up fearfully, singed and a little burnt here and there*
Shri: *gives him a swift kick in the side*
Mel: -She smiled slowly- Next time, don't play with us. I would much prefer seeing you being a proper musician, and looking pretty, adorning the enviroment, then being burned, but IF you do piss me off... well.
Shri: He's obviously a little pickpocket! *drags Szor to his feet*
Szordrin: *cowers* I can't help it! *quivers*
Mel: -She arches a brow- Can't help it?
-Ended on 9/7-
Shri: *nibbles on Mel*
Mel: -Wiggles and giggles a bit, keeping an eye out for the musician, whatever his name is-
Shri: *tied him up and beat the crap out of him*
Szor: *moans* ;__;
Mel: -Hears moans and blinks, looking around-
Szor: Let me go...
Mel: -She looks at him, noting him now- Why?
Szor: Because!
Shri: >( You got off easy with the beating I gave you. I know people who would kill you for that crime.
Mel: -She arches a brow- Indeed, most women would have murdered you the moment they found you had taken their purses. -She concentrates and lights a small circle of grass on fire in his line of sight to remind him of her... kindness in sparing him-
Szor: Screw you! House guardians are always so snobby! How else can I survive! No one cares about musicians. *wriggles in a panic as he sees the fire*
Mel: You could try earning an honest living. Perhaps, had you actually pleased us with music, we might have repaid you. Instead, you were rude, sneaking up on a private conversation, shocked us.. STOLE from us... THEN tried to get us to pay you for music. All told, calling us snobby is... a fool's game. -The circle moves closer as her eyes get dark with irritation-
Szor: *curls up and quivers, wincing away from the gentle heat of the approaching circle*
Mel: -She arches a brow- No reply?
Szor: Fine, I'm sorry!!
Shri: Let's cut off some of his fingers. Then he'll really be sorry for not sticking to music when he could.
Mel: -She lets the fire die down and shakes her head- No, I think I want him whole. I can make use of one such as him in my... rise. He'll be willing, wont he, to help me... to be sure he recieves just reward... and to live.
Szor: No! I'm not part of any house! *growls, frustrated and knowing these two could really hurt or kill him if they wanted*
Shri: *growls at him* You'd best do as she say. She's being very patient with you, you little whelp...
Mel: -She looks down at him, glaring- You moron. I'm giving you a chance to be in a position of POWER in my house.
Szor: ._.; Nnn. I don't know.
Szor: It's not like I have any truly useful qualities...I can't fight, and I can hardly do any magic...
Mel: -She stares down at him- You're a talented thief. I almost didn't notice.
Szor: *blushes a little* Really?
Mel: Indeed. Thus you could be of use.
Szor: Hmm.
Mel: -She looks at Shri, then says- Of course, I could always decide to kill you or remove your tongue, since you now know of at least some of my plan.
Szor: *gulps a little* F-fine...I'll join you ~_~
Mel: -She sighs a little- I'd rather you have done it freely... but since you didn't... -She searches her pouch, and finds a feather and a small knife, then frowns- I don't suppose either of you has... a piece of parchment?
Shri: *digs around in his pack, and finds her some*
Mel: Good. -She looks down at Szor- Since you were not willing and I had to badger you... You will sign a blood oath. Calling on Lolth's wrath should you betray us.
Szor: *tenses up a little* That's even worse!!
Mel: You'd rather die now? Or lose your tongue, and thus the ability to speak...? And I'd probably have to take your fingers, so you could not write...
Szor: *whimpers rather pathetically* I'm...scared!
Mel: Make the oath, stick to it, and you don't have to be. You'll be under my protection, as one of my future house, and you will be working to bring me into power... which will bring you into higher position, as, officially, the household musician and... -She ponders- organizer of events... and unofficially, my spymaster, if you should become talented enoudh
Szor: But what if something happens on accident!? *wriggles around on the grass*
Mel: -She ponders, then says- We can word it so that an accident, a true accident, will not qualify you for Lolth's wrath.
Szor: ;; *still unsure, but doesn't really want to die at the hands of the two* Fine...fine, I'll join you! But no pact. You can trust me.
I don't trust you. You were unwilling. And you stole from us. I want to be assured of my safety and this is the best way I see that I can be so. And his as well. -She nods at Shri-
Szor: *feels like crying* Dammit...can't you just let me off with the burning and the beating you gave me!?
Shri: *growls at him angrily* You either join her or we'll torture and kill you.
Mel: -She blinks at the rage in Shri, as she'd been trying to act cool and calm, but smiles a little, not arguing with it, and looks back at Szor- Look at you... Your pretty looks are so marred, your hair burned... Wouldn't you rather just sign the oath? I would be agreeing to protect you, silly fool.
Shri: *still pretty ticked about the whole thing*
Szor: *sniffles softly* Fine, I'll sign it... just untie my hands first.
Mel: A hand. Shri will stand behind you while I write the oath... then we'll untie it, knick your finger, dip the quill in so that it is inked, and have you sign. Once signed, we will bandage the finger, and free you. Any attempt to free yourself prematurely will... displease us.
Szor: *frowns darkly* Alright.... Do you really need to cut a finger?
Shri: *smirks a little*
Mel: Is there something else you'd rather I cut? I figured a finger wound would be easy to reach, easy to hide if it scars, and usually quick to heal...
Szor: Fine, nevermind ._.; *rolls onto his back with a sigh, trying to ignore the smug smirk Shri is giving him*
Shri: I could stab you in the a** instead.
Mel: -She gets the ink in her pouch, and carefully writes ' I, (-insert full name Aria can't recall how to spell-), agree to join Meladmiriel and Shri'ril in Meladmiriel's work to gain herself the status of Matron. I will do nothing to betray them, and I will work to my best ability to aid them. I will be loyal, and a friend, putting all of my skills at their use. If I should fail, I call on Lolth to take her wrath out upon me, save that said failure is by a true accident.'- Hmmm... -She shows it to Shri- See any loopholes?
Shri: *looks it over carefully* It seems pretty solid. That means he can't run off, plot against us, or steal from us at all. Right?
Szordrin: *whimpers*
Mel: Indeed. Nor tell anyone not stated as trusted by us either. Good. Untie his hand and be ready. -She gets the small knife-
Shri: *pounces on the little musician and unties one of his hands*
Szordrin: *wriggles a little, though he stops as he realized he's no competition against the warrior's muscle*
Mel: -She smiles and uses her own warrior's strength to grasp the free hand and then, with unexpected gentleness, cuts a small nick in his thumb, and, when the blood is dripping slowly, rests the quill on it, inking it. She then releases his hand and places the quill in it- Sign, quickly. -She places the paper where he can sign in the proper place-
Szordrin: *looks away as she cuts, and then quickly signs his name in a fancy script* Th-there....
Mel: -She studies it, slowly, then steps b ack, blowing on the parchment, so it dries, then rolls it up and tucks it safely in her pouch- Release him, Shri. He's ours now.
Shri: *swiftly unties the musician and tucks the rope back into his pack after swatting him sharply across the rear, and backing away from him*
Szor: *yelps, and sits up, sniffling softly and rubbing his bruises*
Mel: Mmm Shri, we should treat him better now. I'd hate to think we broke such a useful tool. -She ponders him- I believe my human has some healing salves, and the like, that you could use, Szor. I wish my... assistant to be in good health, so as not to attract notice should I have need of his... other skills. -She reaches over and runs her fingers through Shri's hair-
Shri: I suppose so. I can't help but feel a bit distrustful of him. He obviously valued his freedom and is regretting his choices. *watches the other sulk*
Szor: ._.' I'm fine. I just need scissors to cut out the burnt parts in my hair, thank you.
Mel: True, but he had few options now... Should he try to reclaim said freedom, his own blood oath is... well... a problem. -She turns to Szor- I was refering to the bruising from the beating. -Her fingers slide slowly, almost... sweetly... along Shri's arm-
Szor: They aren't bruises. I'm fine. *grumbles softly*
Shri: *purrs at her as she touches* Mmm, yes.
Mel: -She slides her arm around Shri's waist, and arches a brow at Szor- Is that the honest truth? -She eyes him- Because a bruised up musician is... noticible.
Shri: *turns his head to nuzzle her with light affection*
Szor: Yes! Just leave me alone for a while .-.
Mel: -She gives a little murr, then stares at him- Why? You're ordering... me around?
Szor: *winces, and starts to quiver* I m-mean...please could I be left alone?
Mel: Again... Why? -She tilts her head- Why do you so wish to be alone?
Szor: Because I want to sulk and cry without anyone to see!
Shri: *scoffs, and chuckles* Ahh...gods, how pathetic he is.
Mel: Well he is an artistic type, my dear Shri... -She looks at him, then pulls out a handkerchief- We stay in those caves... there... when we're together at least. I stay there... he... sees his human more then I. -She nods- But the handkerchief might come in handy. It is clean, I haven't had any sort of cold.
Shri: Yes...a pansy type.
Szor: *sneers at Shri contemptuously, and peers up at the kerchief she offers him, accepting it hesitantly* I was going to stay with the human. At least she has food...
Mel: -She blinks at Shri- Mmm not all are fighters, my lovely. I'll point out I scared you at first. -She runs her fingers along his face, then looks at Szor- As you like, but be prepared to be at our beck and call... We might have... all kinds of use for you. -She glances at Shri, and gives him a slight grin, a wicked light in her eyes-
Shri: *smirks a little as he sees the light, and then grins a little uneasily, remembering that he had indeed been spooked by her* Well...that was back before I knew you were so easy going.
Szordrin: ;_; What's that look for? What uses?? *gingerly uses the kerchief to dab at his eyes*
Mel: -She grins a little more and runs her fingers along Shri's cheek- oooooh well you'll see, pretty.
Szor: *staggers to his feet* I might as well come with you to see where the bloody caves are...I don't want to get lost later....
Mel: -She laughs a little and wraps her arm gently around Shri's waist- Well enough, pretty. -She leads them both along a trail-
Shri: *follows rather proudly at Mel's side*
Szor: *slinks along behind them, limping slightly*
Mel: -She glances at Szor, frowning a little at the limp, her fingers tracing little patterns on Shri's arm-
Shri: *shivers pleasantly, and pays the musician no attention*
Szor: *glares off into the darkness of the woods*
Mel: -She sighs a little, and says- Friends, Szor. I did have that in there... -As her fingers continue to trace patterns. She then stops at a cave entrance- Through here is the way into the caves. Follow, I will show you the ones I have claimed for myself.
Szor: *growls softly* How can you expect to warm up to you right away! I cannot.
Shri: *actually hasn't been to the caves himself, and goes in eagerly, liking the look of them*
Mel: -She grins at Shri, murring at his eagerness, then looks at Szor- You could put some effort into appearances. I'm being nice, truely I am. If I weren't, you'd find out about the... other uses now, bruises or not.
Szor: *frowns* What other uses? I don't understand what you mean!
Shri: *smiles to her, and tries not to act agitated at the insolence of the other drow*
Mel: -She carresses Shri's face, soothingly, and looks back at him, brow arched- Have you... never... been around us ladies before?
Szor: No, not really. I'm just a commoner. There aren't really a ton of ladies at such a low social level...
Mel: -She stares- Lots of them have uses for males of all levels, however.
Szor: ._. Yeah? I bet you'll just turn me into a maid or a servant...
Mel: -She begins to snort softly- I made a promise about your position and I meant it. However, I refer to other uses. -She glances at Shri- HOW did a male come to be so... uneducated?
Szor: *blushes suddenly* I thought he was your consort!!
Shri: *feels his face heat as well, finally realizing what she was talking about*
Mel: -She arches a brow slowly- From what he's said, other men are ... also appealing to him... and as such, a musician with clever hands and the like might be... well worth time to both of us. -She tilts her head- Am I wrong, Shri?
Shri: *smirks darkly, rather liking the way Mel thinks* I see! Not at all!
Szor: *sputters, surprised* Wouldn't you be mad if I fooled around with him??
Mel: -she grins at them both- Indeed, especially since it wouldn't be just with him... we'd all have such fun. -Her fingers caress Shri's rear-
Shri: *shivers softly, and nibbles on her ear* Mmm, yes. He may have a terrible attitude but the little musician is quite...good-looking.
Szor: *huffs, and blushes, and crosses his arms* I need to recover from my injuries before I can do anything like that...besides, I don't know anything about you two...we're all strangers!
Mel: -She shivers all over and smiles slowly- Indeed, my dear Shri, that's how I felt. -She looks back at Szor- You will, however, get to know us quite well. Quite well indeed. -She grins- And since you'd denied before you were bruised or injured, isn't that statement contradictory?
Shri: *chuckles softly as he turns back to watch Szor, and listen for his answer, amused*
Szor: *growls* Drow don't show that they're injured but I'll make an exception this time. He hurt me bad!
Mel: -She arches a brow- I kept saying to get healed for a reason. I'm not stupid. Denying it to me is... not worthy of the time. I can see it on your face.
Szor: Why don't you heal me? You're obviously a mage, since you can create fire...
Mel: -She sighs- To be honest? I'd never done it before I did that to you.
Szor: ~ ~; Oh...
Shri: *heaves a big sigh* I'll go get you some oitments, and bandages...silly thing. You can rest here, I suppose.
Mel: -She sighs- Indeed. I'm trying to learn... As a part of making myself a matron. Magic power to aid me.
Szor: Oh. Best of luck to you. Which rooms are yours, do I get my own? I don't have to share with him, right?
Shri: >>; *turns to go back for the supplies*
Mel: -She laughs softly as she opens up the one room with a bed- Currently, this is the only bed here.
Szor: I guess this is your room. That's fine...I'm used to sleeping on hard things.
Mel: -She can't help but give a... snort... at a bawdy thought- Mmmm... No. That wont do.
Szor: What won't do? I'm fine. Maybe me and Shri can get some blankets and old cushions from the human.
Mel: Sleeping on the floor. You wont heal as well. You can choose to go home, you know, after the ointments et all, for now. Or you could share the bed and hope for the best.
Szor: Share it? With you??
Mel: And possibly Shri if he chose to stay. It's big. -She did have a big bed, one that musta taken work to get there-
Szor: ....I think I'll go back to the human's house. I mean, there's no point in me hogging up the room. >////> and how did you get it in here?
Mel: -She shrugs- Your choice, roomy as it is. Some day you will sleep here once or twice at least. And -She grins- The human I... am connected to... has some useful pets.
Mel: Specifically, one 'Draco Malfoy'. She made him do it. He's an... odd sort of mage.
Szor: Made him do what?
Mel: Magic the bed here.
Szor: Oooh...*misunderstood* That's a useful magic...I never knew magic could be used to move things...
katciana (11:45:57 PM): Mel: Like I said. He's an odd sort of mage, I don't think I can do that sort. He uses a wand all the time... But there ARE lots of useful magics. I'm sure I could learn, say, a teleport spell in time.
Szor: Mmm...I use a small amount of magic to entertain. It's also a useful distraction. *smirks wickedly*
Mel: -She arches a brow- Well that could easily come in handy, pretty. Now. Take off the clothes. I want to see how badly he did for you.
Szor: *stares at her rather blankly* Wh..what? You can't be serious...
Mel: Utterly. I want to see how much damage you took. I can't assess that from your clothing.
Szor: ...Why! You can see my chest, isn't that enough?
Mel: No. Naked. Now. Or do I need to cut the clothes off you? I need to assess if you took worse then it seems to one not trained as a fighter... We're used to assessing damage taken.
Szor: You can't cut these, they're my only clothes... *mrrs, and turns as he starts to strip down, quivering a little in embarrassment*
Mel: -She waits, watching silently, examing the bruises as they appear-
Szor: *lets his tunic and trousers fall, looking back at her forlornly, only his decorative collar left on*
Shri: *lifts a brow as he steps back into the cave* My...what a lovely sight~
Mel: Collar too. Please. -She glances at Shri and laughs, amused- Just making sure you didn't do worse damage then we'd suspected. -She looks back at Szor, examing him for damage... and enjoying the view-
Szor: *undoes the spider clip and lets it drop, frowning and cupping his hands over his crotch, hating feeling so vulnerable*
Shri: Aw. I thought he looked kind of cute with just the collar. *snickers*
Mel: -She shakes her head, amused, then walks over to Szor- Relax. We're going to see it all at some point anyways. Might as well be now, while I make sure you're not internally bleeding or something.
Szor: *huddles up against the wall, not turning around* I g-guess...
Mel: -She sighs- I'm not going to beat you. I just need to make sure you're ok. Did you know males can, if hit in that area, suffer serious internal bleeding? I want to SEE.
Szor: *sighs a little, and tries to relax, turning around so that she can look him over.*
Shri: *waits with ointments and bandages, waiting for Mel to finish checking him out*
Mel: -She gives him a good examination, then nods- Seems to be all bruises. Good. -She gestures to Shri- Need a hand?
Shri: *smirks wickedly* Sure~ *tosses her a tube*
Szor: *frowns angrily* I think I can put the medecine on myself...I'm not a child.
Shri: Aah, but there are spots you can't reach~
Mel: Indeed. Don't worry, I'll be gentle. I like my men enjoying it, as Shri might have noticed.
Shri: *smirks* It's true, she isn't too rough. *applies a small amount to his fingers and gently rubs it into one of the bruises on Szor's back*
Szor: *bites his lip* @_@
Mel: -She moves and begins to carefully apply ointment-
Szor: *lets his ands rest at his sides as he waits, rather starting to like the soothing effect of the salve they are using*
Mel: -She continues to massage it in, gentle and smiling-
Shri: *dares to brush a hand over the musician's a**, slowly moving down to coat each and every hurt in the soothing substance*
Szor: *bristles a little, and glares at Shri*
Mel: Calm down, you will get used to it... but here.. -She gives him the ointment- For now, use it yourself. -She takes Shri's hand and pulls him to her- Let's go to bed, lover.
Szor: C-can I stay here? ._. I'm too scared to walk back on my own...and I'm really sore. *takes the stuff and moves to cover the rest of his bruises*
Shri: *purrs to Mel* Mm, I'd love to.
Mel: -She looks at Szor- All right. Sleep comfortably. -She nods and leads Shri to bed- Do sleep on the bed, though, the floor would be bad for your bruises.
-Ended on 9/8-
Szor: *strums on his lute in a corner of the cave*
Mel: -Wakes slowly, and looks over at him, smiling-
Szor: *doesn't quite notice her, strumming softly, as if to himself*
Shri: *dozes next to Mel, oblivious*
Mel: -She runs her fingers gently along Shri, watching Szor calmly-
Shri: *shivers, and mrrs and his groans and stretches out, yawning as he starts to wake up*
Szor: *startles a little, and stops as he looks up*
Mel: -She blinks- Sorry for startling you... You can keep playing. -She continues to caress Shri
Szor: *blushes, and yawns* Sorry for waking you. He says, setting the lute aside. He was wearing only his pants.*
Shri: *hugs onto her and murrs*
Mel: -She hugs Shri- No, it's all right. -She examines his wounds, seeing how the salve helped-
Szor: *doesn't really want to play for the two yet, harboring a bit of a frustrated grudge* Sleep well?
Shri: *kisses her cheek gingerly*
Mel: -She arches a brow at Szor, her fingers running through Shri's hair- Yes, and you.
Szor: Wonderfully. *glances over at the nest of blankets Shri brought him on the floor next to him*
Mel: -She arches a b row- Mmm good. Now play. Please.
Shri: *purrs like a big cat, loving the feel of her petting*
Szor: I was actually going to ask if there's anywhere around here that would be good for bathing...
Mel: -She murrs to Shri, then looks at Szor- Hmmm well we'd have to provide you spare clothes...
Szor: Hnn. I suppose that's true...I really want a bath...
Shri: *smirks a little as he listens to them talk* Mmm...I'll give you a bath~
Mel: -She laughs at Shri's words, and strokes his chest a little, then looks at him- I believe I have some robes that will work. -She points at a chest- In there. -She then points at a door- There is a hot pool in there, towels and soaps as well.
Shri : *the male perked* Really? Is there a hotspring in this cave? Or did you alter it somehow?
Szor: *also looks a bit surprised*
Mel: -She laughs a little- It's nice having a human with an odd mage to bully. If I could learn his ways, I'd be well on my way to matronage. Sadly, his magic is not ours. I... convinced her to... convince him... to make this place the way I wanted it. The only price was she insisted on a door into the main room.
Shri: Who did? What main room? A human can get in here?
Szor: *gets up to go and see*
Mel: -She snorts- Yes but she promised to let me know before she came. Humanoid, really. Aria Starstone. You saw her the day I met you.
Shri: *grumbles* She had better. I remember....you know, my human has a bunch of odd creatures herself.
Mel: -She snorts- Mine has an insane assortment. But yes. It's safe enough. And the main room is that way. -She points at a seperate door-
Shri: Mmm...
Szor: Wow, it is nice! *peers into the bathing room*
Shri: *sits up, not caring that he's completely naked* >3 We should all take a bath. *looks back at mel*
Mel: -She smiles a little- Sounds like a good idea to me. The pool is plenty big.
Szor: = =; *goes in so he can try to finish before being joined by them*
Shri: Yes!
Mel: -She laughs a little and stands, also nude and unworried.- Let's join the pretty bard.
Shri: *smirks wickedly* Yes, let's. *takes her hand*
Szor: *moves to the very back of the pool*
Mel: -She leads him in and glances, with a smile, over at Szor-
Szor: *submerges himself so that only his eyes and the top of his head show, looking mildly irritated*
Shri: *steps in, and moans at the wonderful feel of the hot water* Mmmm~ That mage does some excellent work...pity he isn't a drow. Could we capture him as a slave perhaps?
Mel: -She smiles and laughs at Shri- I wish. I was warned not to press him to much, he apparently has a very effective death spell... -She looks at Szor, and begins to wade towards him in the water-
Shri: *frowns* A death spell! We should kill him first!
Szor: *hunkers down, glaring daggers*
Mel: -She arches a brow as she sits next to Szor- Szor, pet... If you keep being so.. abrasive, you'll never find yourself warming up to us and friends WAS in the oath... -Her fingers slide along his arm, as she looks back to Shri- Nooo, he's more useful alive.
Szor: I don't see how you think this is going to work. What if he gets jealous and decides to slit my throat!
Shri: *blinks over at them*
Mel: -She blinks at Shri- Are you likely to do that, lovely?
Shri: >_>;; I don't know...
Szor: See ._.; He's just a bloodthirsty warrior.
Mel: -She arches a brow- Why, Shri... I thought you liked the idea of having another playmate?
Shri: *blushes* Yeah, I do. I suppose I wouldn't, as long as he didn't act like a snob or tease me or anything. He seems rather spiteful, really...
Szor: We're all spiteful. Aren't we all after a little more power? *smirks a little*
Mel: -She looks at them, then finally looks at Szor- And what power have you? -Her brow arches- We -She nods at Shri and herself- Have it.
Szor: *looks away angrily* None. But if I cozied up to you maybe you would like me more and choose me as your mate.
Shri: *laughs* You can't even act the least bit friendly to her!
Mel: -She arches a brow- Did it ever occur to you, pretty, I like your body and want you to join Shri and I as a playmate?
Szor: I didn't know people did that. It doesn't seem normal to me...
Shri: Well, it is in this house. If Mel wills it, anyway.
Mel: -She arches a brow- People do as they like for... pleasure. I, at least, don't carve my pleasure companions up.
Szor: *sighs softly* I...I guess so...yeah, I can play with you...
Shri: You know I can be nice, too...
Mel: -She smiles a little and holds her arms out to Shri- He can be very nice...
Shri: *wades over to hug her, and kiss at her neck softly*
Szor: *watches them, trying not to feel too forlorn* Me too, I guess....
Mel: -She shivers all over and hugs him close, smiling softly, then looks at Szor- Give it a try... you might like your next while better.
Szor: My next what? *frowns shyly*
Mel: Time period? Since it will be in our company or aiding us?
Szor: Ooh. My apologies. I misunderstood...
Shri: *kisses her forehead, and peers over at the other male quietly*
Mel: -She caresses Shri and blins at Szor- You thought I meant what?
Szor: ._. I just didn't understand what you meant. Nevermind... *turns to start to wash himself with a sigh*
Shri: *nibbles on her ear, snickering softly*
Mel: -She slides a hand over, and rests it on his shoulder- Why the sigh?
Szor: *chews the inside of his lip* The water feels nice.
Mel: If you're sure. -She turns to helping Shri bathe-
-Ended on 9/9-