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 Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 9:07 pm
 A cloaked figure made its way down a busy street. The figure, that of a female, had five drow following her as she walked. Technically this day was to be normal, she was having another meeting with a certain male drow. Todays meeting was not normal, though had appeared to be. The eldest daughter of the second house of Llurth Dreir turned down a side street. While walking down the alley her accompanying guards dispersed to nearby rooftops of dark corners. the guards were only a precaution this day. Recently she had purchased another hideaway for herself away from her house though it was to serve a double purpose. Her rose eyes gleamed as the door of the house came into sight. Getting to the door, she opened it to enter and wait.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 6:32 pm
 Mica had done exactly as he and Burryna had discussed. He had allowed his healed state to be seen, but had taken precautions not to be cornered by Quavvira so she would not have the chance to beat him again. Mica planned very carefully for the set up. He did not want anything to go awry. So when it was his brother had returned home from one of his classes, Mica had met him in his bedchambers with a false story of needing 'advice' on a 'embaressing' problem. It had been very very hard controlling himself as she lied to his brother. Spinning a false tale to him about a personal 'issue' he was struggling with. His brother was predictably sympathetic to Mica's 'problem' and had offered his sappy advice. Mica had no problem slipping the mild sedative into his brothers drink over the course of their discussion. Mild, due to the fact he didn't want his brother to be unconscious. Oh no... He wanted Mas fully aware when he slipped out and Quavv slipped in. It tickled his dark delight to know Mas was not going to have so easy of a time slipping away from Quav this time. Her arrival was just as predictable as Mas's bleeding heart was. When it was that he heard the door handle clicking open, he knew it was time to leave and made a hastey exit. By that point Mas was already feeling a little sluggish, and though he really would have loved to stay and watch as Quavv once more did her damndest to prove to Mas that he was not strictly interested in men...he had another task that needed to be fulfilled.
It had not been as easy as he had hoped it would be. Not only had she locked her bedroom door, but she had trapped it as well. It had taken him over an hour to figure out the trap, and another hour just to disarm it. By that point he had been nervouse that perhaps Quavv had gotten frustrated with Mas and would have left...but he heard no steps. Perhaps she was just that damn determined? Who knew. Mica was overly cautious when he entered Quavv's room. He wasn't certain what to expect, and what he saw was a test of his self control. A desire to ransack and utterly devestate the bedroom was nearly overwhelming. Mica's own rooms were sparse. He had the bare essentials, and he had to work twice as hard to be given extra gold for his own spending. Quavv's room as as lavish as a whore houses propritress' chambers. She had wall to wall coverings of fur. A bed that was nearly the size of a small pond decked in silks and other furs. Mirrors of highly polished silver decorated the walls. There was even a magically cooled box with mushroom wine that Mica had never even heard of, much less tasted. It filled him with a desire to rip the silks and smash the bottles and simply tear into the luxury was was obviously living in while he was forced to nearly beg her for money for new clothing to replace the torn ones from his training classes! the sooner she was dead the better!
He and Burryna had agreed that he would leave things mostly in order, save with one obvious thing out of place. So as to encurage her paranoia. Mica choose a bottle of the wine for the clue someone had been in ehr room. Carrying the bottle to the bathroom, he twisted the top off and dumped over half the bottle down the drain. Twisting the top back into place, he returned the bottle to the magic box and crept out of the room.
It took the b***h nearly four hours before she hunted Mica down. He had begun to wonder if she was even going to be smart enough to realize he'd been in her room. Quavvira stormed wordlessly into his room and grabbed him by the top of his hair. As he howled in protest she leaned in and sniffed at his breath. Mica could see surity at first in her eyes. The a flicker of confusion. Thats right b***h... If Mica had drank that much wine he'd surely have the scent of it still on his breath. Quavv lingered while Mica spat a demand to know what she thought she was doing in his room. Rather then answer, and embaress herself even further, Quavv decided to be...physical. Fortunatly for Mica she left after just one punch to his ribs. He did not waste even a moment. Scampering to the door, he peeked out it. He was certain Quavv was watching him...he wasn't just..positive yet. Well...he could always repeat the process if need be.
By the time Mica made it to the house, he was sure she was following him. He'd barely caught a glance of a cloaked figure following him. At least he thought it was. He had seen it twice at least. Upon making it to Burryna's newest place, he was really praying she was coming. He felt like his nerves were strung tight. He wanted this worry to be done and over with. Plus...once the b***h was dead he was going to go back and nab the rest of that bottle of wine...
"Burryna!" Mica hissed after closing the door behind him. "I think she followed me. I'm not sure. someone was definatly following me here."
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 7:06 pm
Burryna had no preperations to do for the meeting besides finding a new place. She found a place pretty easily and had sent a message to Mica through his teacher telling him of place and time. He had the most to do before this meeting, namely pissing off Quavvira and getting her to follow him. She reminded herself to ask him how he did that later in the day. When she had gotten to her place, she opened the door and one of her guards stayed nearby to watch. Entering the room, she stepped in and walked across the room and sat in a chair at a table. Having recently acquired the house, it was sparesly furnished. The main room had a table and some cahirs in it. There was also three doors besides the front leading to other rooms and a below ground room.
Hearing the door open Burryna grinned and turned in her chair to face the room. "Why hello to you to Mica. I would hope that it was her following you. Would there be any others that would have a reason to be tailing you?" She rose a brow at his words and her voice dropped to a whisper. "I put a spell on the door so for a while anyone who has entered can not til it is dissappated. I also have some of my people watching out there."
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 7:25 pm
"A warding then? That is good. It should work well to keep her here once she enters." Mica nodded his head as he crossed the room. Lifting a hand to his red scarf, he gave it a few quick jerks, loosening it before he cast a downwards sweep of his eyes. "Hmmm..."
Before even addressing the possibility that it could be someone else that had followed him, Mica leaned forwards to place his hands on Burryna's shoulders. A wide grin spread his lips. "I think we should get busy then shouldn't we. Mind if I take a seat?"
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 7:43 pm
"Of course, I am not letting her get away at all, she will be dealt with this night." Burryna grinned and her rose eyes watched him cross the room towards her. Her rose gaze looked up at him when he got near her.
Burryna's lips had parted as to speak, on that fact that what they'd do if it had been someone else but stopped when she felt his hand on her shoulder. "Of course, this will be a close to normal meeting... Hmm, asking for once are you? I guess I don't mind."
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 3:44 pm
"Yes..well..." Micarreth shrugged his shoulders slightly. It was true. In their past meetings he hadn't exactly asked for permission before initiating any sort of contact between them. "This is different." He would determin before swinging a leg open and straddling Burryna's lap. It wasn't the most ideal of positions, but he did rather like having her pinned in the chair. Mica leaned forwards, his head coming close enough to brush his nose against Burryna's own so he could drop his voice down to a soft whisper. "Now let's see if I remember how we did this last time..." They may as well use the time 'wisely' after all. With that thought in mind Mica pressed his lips to Burryna's in a kiss. Whether or not he had actually been followed would soon be learned. His follower couldn't be more then a minute or two behind him. She, or he, would wait and inspect the outside of the building before slipping inside. Hnnn... That brought up a thought. Mica broke the kiss shortly after starting it to tilt his head a little at the door. "What if she comes in through a window instead of the door?"
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 4:48 pm
Burryna chuckled at his reply, at least he was remembering his place some of the time. She could not remember if he had ever asked permission before, it was indeed different. "It is different, but don't get to distracted we have to deal with our...guest..." Getting pinned to the chair wasn't something she had experienced before though it was rather interesting. She smiled when his nose brushed against hers and at his soft whisper. "It was reversed last time though..." Her rose eyes almost closed when he kissed her, but the thought that they were waiting on his follower kept them open. The two of them would indeed be a surprise for who ever was going to come in, and would have to be dealt with quickly. She had hoped it was Quav, it would make it all much easier. When his lips had left hers she sighed before responding. "The only window in this house is the one in this room, which is warded as well."
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 12:44 pm
Of course. He should have exopected Burryna to be prepared for something like that. It had been foolish of him to concern himself over that. She had picked the place out specifically for this trap after all. Mica nodded his head with a faint smile on his lips. "I don't intend on forgetting about the 'guest' at all. I've been looking forwards to this since we first started to set up terms for our...arrangements."
Mica chuckled softly at Burryna's response about last time. It certainly was. but he did not mind being the one to initiate this time. He rather preffered it. Leaning in, he resumed the kissing, his arms lifting to circle around Burryna's shoulders for a better hold. Soon he hoped the interruption would come. As much as he was enjoying kissing Burryna, he'd much rather be committing a murder right now.
Quavvira had indeed been following Micarreth. Ever since her room had been broken into she had just known it was him. It had to be. Lately he was following her everywhere. It was no coincidence. Quavv had been within the House of Barrith long enough to know that such a change could only mean one thing. The male was up to something. Mas D'uan was hardly anything for her to worry herself about. He was as easy to manage as a dead slave. About as useful too really. But he was her assurance in gaining the House once Barrith was dead. Micarreth was the only one who posed a problem for her. If he was up to something she had to figure out what it was. Fortunatly he was sloppy and lacked all the crucial skills needed to succeed in pretty much anything he was plotting. He had led her right to the small house. Quavv had taken the next few moments inspecting it. It didn't seem prominant. It was not a very noticable building either. Quavv ascertained that it was probably whomever Mica was working with that had set up the meeting place. Micarreth was most likely being used. That was worrysome. It meant someone else was taking notice of her House. Since she was working on the elder brother, they had decided to use the younger. Wonderful. Now she'd have to take measures to ensure Mas didn't get his gay a** killed.
Quavv found the lack of guards posted about the house concerning. There were many reasons not to have guards posted outside of a house. It meant that it was possibly a much lower house trying to keep a low profile. Or...Goddess...another Houseless? Well, if she could be given the chance to take Barrith why not another lowly drowess? It would make sense. If word had spread of what Barrith planned then any number of Houseless could be aiming for this prime opportunity. Gut the house upon gaining possession of it, and move off to another city. Start over there where you didn't have folks knowing your background. Spread the gold out a bit and acceptance was garunteeed to be a quick result.
Quavv shifted her cloak over her body, her fingers checking over the daggers strapped over her chest and to her hips. She would have to kill them. If there was a plot going on here she couldn't risk just letting them carry on. Micarreth too. If she was quick enough she could take them out without her face being seen, should there be magical recording devices within. Quavv approched the front door of the house, and tested the handle. Open? No..that was wrong. Absolutly wrong. The moment she felt no resistance she knew that there was something wrong in this set up. Rather then leave though, Quavv slipped a pair of daggers from their sheaths and pushed the door open with a toe.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 1:43 pm
Burryna was always prepared, being from a house of her ranking you had to be. There was no room for mistakes at all, in her house and in business like this. This place had been picked purely for the trap, for its location and setup. "Good, I've been looking forward to seeing this guest as well, I've never noticed her before if I'd seen her."
She did not mind him starting the kiss this time, especially since she had view of the door from her position, instead of her back like his was. Burryna smiled as she leaned into the kiss that would soon be interrupted. One of her hands wrapped around him, so her hand was on his back towards the door, and her other slipped behind her own back while clutching a dagger, just in case.
If Quavv only knew what was being planned and by who. It was true that another house was eyeing 'hers' but not a lower house, it was the second house. Ah, what a surprise it would be to her when she would walk in and discover what was really doing on. Burryna had not wanted any guards or her houses colors around house, it would be to obvious. Quavv must not have noticed that there were actually guards hidden on some nearby roof tops.
Burryna's ear twitched at the test of the door handle, remembering that they hadn't locked it, though it was suspicious that they hadn't. Her lips parted from his for a moment, "It seems out guest it here." She whispered before kissing him again. She guessed that their guest would find that odd and arm themselves, so she slipped her dagger hand out to her side. Ready to throw the dagger or cast a spell with the other hand, she waited for the guest to look in and see what was really happening.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 5:10 pm
Mica was..well...okay. yeah. Mica was very distracted by the kissing once it began. His young mind easily lost track of just what it was they were meaning to do there. Despite his determination not to of course. It was only after Burryna broke the kiss to warn him that Mica's lusty hazed mind was able to refocus. He blinked his amber eyes, and turned to watch as the door swung open.
Quavv was old enough and skilled enough to know not to just step directly into a room unaware. She used the tip of her toe to send the door swinging open and remained standing on the doorstep. What she found within was...it was just wrong. She could not believe her eyes. Mica was actually on top of a female..and one whom seemed to be dressed exceptionally well. Quavv withdrew her hand from her robe with it's two daggers. Mica had his back to her, even though he was looking at her now. A nice flick of her wrist and she could stab him...but the female's arm was conviently placed. In order to strike deep enough to actuall harm the little s**t Quavv needed either the female to move her arm, or for herself to move to a better angle. Quavv shifted inside of the room past the door, her red eyes narrowed as she silently edged towards the left of the two drow.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 5:46 pm
Burryna almost wanted to laugh, she could tell that he was letting himself be more distracted then he should. Though, he was younger then she and less experienced. That was one reason she had broke the kiss off, to make sure he was ready for their guest and become more aware.
Her rose eyes watched the door open and saw a female drow standing in the doorway. She noticed that she hadn't come in right away, a smart more. Guessing that it was Quavv, a grin of satisfaction spread across her face as she felt the other female look at them. Burryna could only imagine the thoughts going through the female's mind about what she was seeing and what it had meant. Quavv would see the truth of the plotting against her. Her eyes did not move from Mica's back, though her hand shifted slightly. "Hmm... I would not move if I were you... Well never mind then, now you are stuck in here by my ward." A grin came over her face as she spoke and she turned her head to watch the female and decided to toy with her, seeing if she could figure what noble she was messing with. "I wouldn't try killing me either, my mother and house would be greatly upset over my death. Not that you have a chance against me, or my house."
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 7:16 pm
Mica had remained seated in Burryna's lap while he watched Quavv enter the room. Well...She was trapped. That was good. But he ought to get that door closed. A open door was litterally a open invintation here. Mica began to push back off Burryna's lap. he did not miss the fact Quavv had armed herself, and he began to reach for his own dagger. He trusted that Burryna had everything in control...but over all he was still nervouse. This was not exactly something he could risk having messed up. If Quavv did not die odds would be that he would die instead. "I think...I'm just going to close the door..." He informed Burryna as he took his feet.
Quavv had lived too long on the streets not to recognize a trap once it's sprung. Her face turned quickly from uncertain suspicion and to a mask of ugly determination. She had not yet guessed Burryna's name or House, but she would quickly come to a realzation. It was important for survival to be able to recognize the Nobility of the city after all.
Quavv did not remark at the verbal toying. Quavv also acted immediatly upon realizing whom she was in the room with. Ignoring Mica as he moved towards the door, he was not a real threat to her anyways, Quavv whipped one of her daggers at Burryna immediatly. Her cold eyes impassive as she hissed. "If you think pretty titles are protection enough your a damn fool."
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 7:51 pm
Burryna could see the open door as well, it would have been hard to dispose of Quavv while that was still open. One of her guards would have closed it eventually, but not this soon. She could feel Mica stand up but her eyes didn't follow him, they stayed on the other female. This little female wouldn't get any under hand over Burryna, she was sure she was in control, what tricks could someone like her have anyway. Her head nodded once as a response to Mica's statement, she wanted to keep her eyes on Quavv. She was sure that Mica wasn't on the others mind at the moment.
The change of the look of the other's face was quick, she had almost forgotten that she had grown up on the streets. Though no words were spoken when Quavv had figured out who Burryna was, a grin came to her face. When the dagger had been thrown, she quickly pushed off of the chair and out of the way. As she heard the dagger clang on the floor her hand reached over to the table to grab her sword, her other hand still clutched her own dagger. "I'd like to think that they'd help. No, I think my years of training as a priestess and more recently in the ways of fighting to be protection."
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 6:59 pm
Mica reached the door and began to swing it closed when Quavv chose to strike. He had to admitt he was a little miffed that he was ignored. He was the one blocking her exit route though. However, as he clicked the door closed and turned to join in the battle proper he realized something that he had not expected. Quavvira had no intention of running away. She intended to fight the both of them. He had never thought that she might choose that as a option. He had thought the fight would be because she had no choice. Not because she had choosen to engage them. It unsettled him to have overlooked such a outcome. How was he going to become a skillful assassin if he could not predict a common whores moves? Mica quickly withdrew his sword from it's sheath and moved towards Quavv with a fixed frown on his face.
Quavv would prove to be a dour b***h of a drow who simply was not one for 'friendly' battle banter. Kill it and get it over with. That was her training and her belief. Burryna had avoided her first dagger, but she had plenty more. While still holding the one in her hand, she withdrew another pair from inside her cloak. Quavv did not close the small gap of space between ehrself and Burryna. Instead she backed away, keeping her distance as she flung two daggers at Burryna in rapid sucession. The first throw was meant only to make Burryna move, Quavv's eyes were set on her feet to see which way she would shift, in order to get out of the daggers way. That would be the direction Quavv would throw her other dagger. The movements of Mica again were only noted in a secondary manner. He still was not of any concern to her.
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Posted: Fri May 02, 2008 9:08 pm
Burryna made sure to keep Mica out of the corver of her eye, just incase Quavv decided to strike at him and to watch his progress to the door. When she heard the door close, the thought that the other female may not actually want to get away went through her mind. She known that there would be fighting, but not that Quavv would actually be up for it. Her grip on her sword tightened as she took a step towards the other female.
Having avoided her first dagger didn't prove to be difficult, she was faster than the other female. Burryna watched the Quavv get more daggers and back up, a move she did not think she would do. Her rose gaze watched the female as she threw two more daggers at her, barely noticing the gaze at her own feet. Dodging to her right, her feet lifted off the ground first, praise the Goddess that her noble blood allowed her to levitate more so. Her move sent her towards the side of Quavv, hopig to get closer by her levitate/jump move. Burryna hadn't noticed any of Mica's movements, she was a bit sidetracked at the daggers being thrown at herself.
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