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 Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 4:11 am
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Taswira felt things stirring inside her. She'd been feeling them stirring for a couple of seasons now. A strange darkness in her soul that had her curled into Set that night, away from the main areas of the pride. She was...terrified. The Mwako was gone, her aunt was gone (the female had been so different from the female in her mother's stories), and she was terrified of being discovered, of she and Set being put to death. And she was scared of herself. Because the name she'd claimed to be her 'demon' name...was truly becoming it. The darkness stirring in her answered to Speculum.
Set simply groomed her, worry on his face. This was the Taswira he remembered hiding in the roots of a tree, trying to stay out of her mother's way. The Taswira that had been so scared and meek all the time. Not the strong and confident Tas he'd watch grow from the meek Tas. Not the Tas who had acted like she killed her mother, so the Mwako might have Dunzi beyond Augen. But now...the Mwako was gone, and they had no purpose...And he too knew what she was going through. The shadows had begun to WHISPER to him now, rather than just writhe and taunt him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 4:42 am
He knew only one thing. Things would have to be taken one step at a time, and nothing he did could change that. The future was the future, just as the past was the past. No action made by mortal or demon or even god could change that, no matter how much warning they had. It was a thought he'd mulled over many times now in the wake of his mother's death, something that weighed heavily on his shoulders. It had made him question once what use his Sight was if he couldn't change the worst of all possible outcomes. Time hadn't completely healed that wound, but he supposed a death like that wasn't a wound easily recovered from.
But duty was duty, and it was the reason Trialle had found himself outside of his den on this night. It had been nights ago that he'd foreseen this, the warm night and the waning crescent moon in the sky. And the two lions not far in front of him, his cousin and her slave. His dream had ended here, but somehow he knew what was supposed to happen next. Taswira's distress was quite obvious, after all.
"Good evening."
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 4:53 am
Neither lion had been expecting Trialle. Tas tensed, unsure of what to do now. They'd tried to be away from others...not have others find them! Set curled around his mate protectively, dark blue eyes narrowed. He would not act like the 'Na'artu' he was supposed to be. Not anymore. The Mwako was gone, and he was through acting. He hoped. "What do you want." Tas made a noise of disapproval. Nonono...that sort of attitude could get them killed!
"I am sorry for him, cousin. I really am." There was an undernote of panic in her voice, of worry.
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 5:12 am
The reaction that met his arrival was almost enough to make Trialle chuckle. Almost. Instead he merely allowed a small smile to twitch his lips as he moved over to calmly sit next to Taswira, raising a brow at Set as if to dare him to do something about it. He'd always suspected there was something more between his cousin and her slave, but he'd done nothing with his suspicions. If the gods wished for him to bring them to light, they would have told him as such long ago.
"You have no need to apologize, cousin. He will be as he will be. Now would you care to share with me what is on your mind? You do not seem to be yourself this night."
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 7:36 am
Set still looked surly, but kept his muzzle shut...for the moment. Tas shifted herself so she wasn't leaning QUITE as much into Set, so she looked more the 'master' instead of otherwise. She...just wanted to hide, though. "It is...complicated." How could she explain any further than that without risking death? Or...some sort of punishment? Especially since this was her COUSIN. Son of a founding member. And a SEER at that. "I'm not sure how to explain it."
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 8:55 pm
There was a long moment of pause after Taswira spoke - presumably Trialle was considering his own words and what he might say next. But he was also observing the way his cousin had shifted her stance, as if drawing a shroud around herself to mask something from the rest of the world. An important secret, no doubt. Possibly one that involved the trouble that seemed to sit in her heart. And if such a secret could weigh so heavily upon her, he feared that it didn't bode well for her. The thought was enough to make him frown, and he sent a concerned look in his cousin's direction.
"Perhaps, with my aid, we could make it less so? I have no rituals that need my urgent attention this night."
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 9:05 pm
Taswira was silent, thinking, trying to sort out what to say first, and how to say it. "What would happen, cousin...if one had faked a demon name...then found it to be not so fake?" It was risky...but it was the best way to start things off, she believed. She hoped. Set hoped as well, trying to be a large presence beside her, to give her comfort and support while still playing 'slave'. Or trying to, anyways.
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 9:26 pm
The question Taswira posed was not a simple one. It made Trialle's frown deepen, and he turned his gaze to the horizon instead. To fake the Name Quest was not something easily done. It was a grueling rite, and his own had seen him halfway to starving before his Sight had finally shown him the path to the volcano's chamber. By then, he had been confident of his own demon - but not all were. He had seen Tarenai and Tarenei who had to be pushed to find their own demons. In fact, he had even witnessed Taswira's Name Quest - already firmly settled as Ele'aina by the time she joined. Hers had been fairly average - she had reached the chamber in a few days and hadn't hesitated when asked for her name.
A dangerous secret indeed.
"It would be hard to say, cousin. It is not easy to fake the Name Quest, and for any non-demon to have standing beyond Na'artu or Na'artue would require their immediate enslavement... But I believe so long as it was proven that they had a demon - albeit one they hadn't yet discovered at the time of their Name Quest - the punishment would be mild. A demon is a demon, whether they are found early or found late."
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Posted: Thu May 16, 2013 9:51 pm
Taswira nodded, and took a deep breath. "You know the Mwako'bi'Giza is dead, cousin. That they have disbanded, and most of them have scattered to the winds." It pained her to say it, and it showed a little. So much of that pride had been her family. And yet...
Creatures in the Aikanaro were her family, too. And there was Set. Always and forever Set. "What if I told you they sought to sow seeds among you, before they were disbanded, to fight you better? Seeds that are now lost to the mercy of Karma and a hope that they aren't killed, with no one to save them. Except...one or two of those seeds may have found the darkness has suited them more than they thought..."
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 11:06 am
In an instant Trialle's eyes had widened with realization and his head snapped to the side to regard both Taswira and Set as what she had said sunk in. Even long disbanded the Mwako'bi'Giza was infamous among the demons of the Aikanaro'hini and it always would be. That his cousin would willingly give him this knowledge, would share such a heavy burden with him was at once flattering and utterly terrifying. Their relationship was not particularly strong, after all. They were blood, yes, but they had not grown together and their were many who still harbored suspicions about the former demon hunter in spite of her murder of her own mother.
He was on his paws at once, eyes narrowed as he closed the distance that remained between himself and the two other lions. He paused here, tilting his head to regard Set for a moment - the slave who was not a slave - before turning back to Taswira. When he spoke again his voice was low, and there was even a note of desperation in it that he'd certainly never used before.
"Taswira, I would bid you to never share what you have just said to me with anyone else. The implications are deadly and not even the Aran'shale could protect you from the consequences if such knowledge was made public. I have long harbored suspicions about the two of you, but this is not something even I could have hoped to foresee. And perhaps this is treachery, but my faith lies with the gods. That they have no shown me this before now tells me that it is not meant to come to light."
He exhaled slowly, his claws flexing briefly and extending into the soil beneath his paws.
"I beg of you, cousin. If we must speak of this, then let us not speak of it where prying eyes and ears might overhear."
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Posted: Sun Jun 02, 2013 7:58 am
"We have no intention of sharing it with others. She shouldn't have even told you." Set growled, more at the situation then anyone lion. Taswira nudged him to stand, so they could follow her cousin.
"Someone needed to know. And...with what's going on inside us, it is best that person is an Ele'aina. It is guidance we need, Trialle." Set stood and moved with her, the two following the son of Hakuna'jina.
"Fine. We will speak of this away from prying ears." Set hated not knowing what to do.
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