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 Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 7:21 pm
Iria opened her eyes in a rather familiar setting. It was the temple that she had seen once in her dreams. She had remembered being unimpressed then but now it was something that brought wonder and joy to her heart. Why was this? It seemed so stupid that something so simple could make her so happy. She tried to still the beating of her heart as she looked around.
There was the table where they once had tea. Slowly the half oneroi girl circled it, trailing her fingers over its smooth marble surface. It gleamed... everything here did. It was almost eerie. Almost. Though nothing really bothered Iria.
Her eyes locked on her reflection in the table.
She was dreaming...
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 7:49 pm
From behind, a hand gently rested on the girl's back, light and soft and cool.
You came back for more tea, Iria?
Icelus, though he very rarely wore any expression other than utter quietness, looked down at Iria with a soft smile on his lips.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 7:54 pm
Iria smiled as a hand rested on her back and she tore her eyes off of the table in favor of searching for something a bit more appealing.
Whirling around she smiled up at the deity, a smile also being foreign to the girl.
"How could I possibly stay away?"
She realized that she had been younger when she last met him. The man wasn't as tall as before, even if he was still just as handsom as ever.
"I was hoping I would see you again. I enjoyed our last visit very much."
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 8:10 pm
As did I, Iria.
Gently, the deity took Iria's hand and bent to lightly press his mouth to the warm skin.
Has my tea and cup served you well?
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 8:18 pm
Iria had to admit she blushed rather deeply. Even if she couldn't see herself she could feel the warmth radiating from her cheeks and a smile curl on her lips.
She cleared her throat into her free hand and slowly took her occupied hand back.
"Yes, yes they have indeed. I've used the cup quite often but I admit I am saving the tea for very special days. After all, it is a most treasured gift now, and I should hate to use it up so soon."
She looked around.
"I hear you met with Kemis... Thank you... For helping him. He is a..." She thought for a moment, searching for the proper words to describe him. "A dear friend."
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 10:14 pm
I shall ensure that you never run dry of tea, little Iria. The deity's blue eyes warmed gently and he nodded.
The chaos priest... was partially my fault to begin with. Chaos... is inherent madness -- how could I have been so blind as to have not seen that myself? The magnificent pale head lowered for a moment.
But surely you did not come here to listen to me berate myself. His smile warmed again. Do make yourself at home. Tea, my dear?
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 10:20 pm
She looked a little worried as he looked down, wondering if she should say something... but she straightened up and wiped the worried look off of her face as he looked back up.
"Ah, yes... Please." She grinned.
Iria took a seat at the small table, eager for her tea time with Icelus. But why so eager? Surely she couldn't have a little crush on the GOD OF ALL ONEROI. That was obsurd. She wasn't even a full oneroi. How could THAT turn out? And after all, he was a GOD and their relationship was completely professional. She just enjoyed his company, that's all.
"And contrary to your previous statement, I would like to know more about you. You seem to know so much of me after our last little episode. It's my turn for interrigation." She grinned, tapping her fingertips together in a mischeivous manner.
((Yeah... I posted as me. What now, bitches?))
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 1:49 pm
Carefully the deity eased himself into a seat at the table, sitting with one leg under him, comfortable rather than precise this time, meeting the girl's eyes quietly. Her little grin made him want to grin as well, but with his worries, his lips only twitched upward very slightly.
Very well, Iria -- you may feel free to ask me a few questions. I will answer them to the best of my ability.
The teapot on the table began to steam softly, as if by magic, and he leaned forward to carefully pour cups for the both of them.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 1:55 pm
Iria, pleased with being allowed to ask questions, grinned more. She always got her way... in her dreams at least. Her joy was only increased by the presence of his wonderful tea. She closed her eyes and let the smell fill her senses.
"Wonderful..." She breathed.
"I do have a question for you. What do you do here? More specifically, when you are not in people's dreams. Are you here alone?"
She wondered if she was perhaps poking into things that weren't her concern but a quest for knowledge drove her on. This man was interesting, one of the only people to ever spark her interest, and she was determined to get to know him better. He knew about her, let's call it an exchange of information.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 7:58 pm
I am here alone, yes. Icelus delicately set the teapot down, and lifted his teacup into one hand. I cannot sleep myself. I spend much of my time gazing into these...
His free hand gestured at the walls, which were covered in flickering panels separated by fine-grained wood, images drifting across their surfaces and shining softly for a few moments.
They are dreams -- all of the dreams of the world. These are the ones I have no hand in -- I could even show you the dream you would be dreaming if I had not pulled you in here... Guilt flickered across the deity's handsome pale face, and he looked away, brushing his fingers across one of the shining images.
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Posted: Tue Feb 06, 2007 8:04 pm
Iria looked absolutely amazed at the sight before her and her eyes went from screen to screen. She even lifted herself from her seat to get a closer look... but when she had gotten her fill, her eyes traveled to the dream in which in which Icelus was touching.
And she blushed a horrible shade of red at the dream in question.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 12:43 am
Peering into the dream, the deity smiled as he saw the girl as a tiny silver-haired child, cradled in her... father's... Raine's arms, as Lucifer lightly rubbed the soft hair.
I admit... to making sure you have sweet dreams, when I can...
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 8:07 am
Iria wasn't sure what to say to this. It was a bit embarassing to have him watching her dreams, but when he said that... She blushed deeper.
"Ah... Thank you." She whispered.
He was alone in here... just watching people's dreams... Seemed like something of a prison to her. She would go crazy here all by herself, no matter how much privacy she begged for back home.
"Must get lonely..." She said weakly, not wanting to offend him. "... being here alone."
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 8:24 am
Icelus looked away, caressing the panel closest to him and sighing softly, the most human noise he'd made yet. His clear blue eyes grew still, and his fingers returned to his lap.
It does. I could walk among my people once, but there is little power in dreams any longer.
The deity sipped his tea quietly, resigned.
As it is, I cannot leave this temple, until I am needed to guide someone. When I left to guide Kemis without the influx of power from his dreaming, I was very nearly drained for... several sleeps.
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Posted: Wed Feb 07, 2007 8:27 am
Iria immediately regretted asking and was surprised by his slight vulnerability. He didn't think he was the type to openly show something like that. He came off as strong, cool, and in control... but now she was touching on things he had probably been fighting back all this time.
She touched his arm gently from across the table.
"If ever you feel lonely...." She cleared her throat and drew back her hand, realizing where it was, "feel free to enter my dreams.... for they're always sweeter when you're in them..."
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