Re: A Pirates Life (Khadashee and Draven)
(Khadashee)Khadashee took his hand and moved back towards the plank. “We are heading back to my homeland. The purpose of the separate ship was to protect you love. I have no idea what my husband’s goal is for bring me home. I did not want him try to use you to hurt me. Now that second ship is gone, it matters not in the lest which ship I come into port on. I just still worry that he will use you to hurt me. And now that he knows what your ship is he could have your whole ship arrested and your ship impounded. That was my fear. So it is really up to you love.” She said still holding his hand.
And then she thought about it. “It is still up to you, but maybe on second thought, a little later I think you should go to him and apology and explain to him why you left.” Khadashee said. “He does not trust you. You are a pirate after all. And you are an outsider and I am queen. He does not understand why you love me the way you do when you barely even know him. Maybe we can all talk during dinner. But we do not have to you if you would rather go back to your ship.”
(Draven) Draven was suddenly confused by Khadashee's statement, "what does me barely knowing him have to do with the way I love you?? Very well, if you feel that he will listen and also explain while I listen then we will remain on board here until supper." He said with a smile. "So when you feel he is ready, please let him know the plan, my queen."
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Re: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
(Anais and company) Drusilla felt tears in her eyes. She turned to Enoch. “She hates us.” Enoch reached his hand out to her. She quickly came into his arms resting her head on his chest.?
Enoch held her, comforting his wife. “She will never forgive us,” Drusilla said.
“Anais has a nasty temper when angry.” Memnoch said as he watched her walk down the lane and turn the corner into the main road.
Enoch sighed “Indeed.” Look at Draven he said “We will defer to you. How do we make this right?”
“Can we be of assistance?” Matthias asked standing behind them.
“We would love to help. I hate seeing her upset.” Esmeralda said.
(Draven) Draven just watched everything around him for a moment. Then he closed his eyes and pulled on the blood of Nog. Nog understood and sprang from the roof of his mansion and made his way along the coast.? It would take him a little while to get to the family estate, but his master had called and needed him to keep an eye on Anais. Nog knew to not her know he was there.?
Then Draven looked at the others, "for now we leave her be.? If she wanted one of us to go with her she would have took us with her," he said with a sigh.
"Come, we have rooms ready for you and I am sure that you want to relax before retiring for the night.? Anais will return and forgive all of us when she is ready.? She is safe out there."
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Re: Troy Rising: Meanwhile, in Troy…
Despite the obvious danger and threat of the unknown that
existed, the people of Troy stayed rather calm.
The Nomads, along with the members of the US military that
had been in town, were doing their part to patrol the
perimeter, where Troy ended and the forest began.? This was
being done mostly with drones, in order to save on using fuel.
This didn't discourage intrusions, but it allowed them to
accurately pinpoint where they happened, and where they were
headed—which in turn allowed them to send out a small patrol
to check on the newcomers.
In every case, they turned out to be refugees taking
shelter in the wheat fields.? They were skittish, which was
hard to hold against them, given the rumors they heard.? The
patrols persisted just enough to make sure they weren't
soldiers in disguise, didn't have any immediate medical needs,
and then they backed off.
The Quakers in Troy made a little more headway.? They went
out to the remote areas, and began making meals, offering
blankets, and doing what they could to open lines of
communication.
And it's here that
?
helped when she could.? She couldn't always go out with
these "Quakers" (what an odd name for a religion), but one of
them was starting to learn the language—at least in a passing
manner.? Between this, meetings with the Mayor and others to
answer questions, she found herself in high demand.a
She also needed a break…and a permanent roof over her head.
What they called "couch surfing" was uncomfortable, and her
father had recovered enough to be discharged from the
hospital.? She needed some place that could allow him some
rest; the doctors were telling him to take it easy for a few
weeks more, but he was largely out of danger.
And that was why she had returned to the house where Janet
called home.? The offer had been made earlier, and she was
hoping that it was still open.
And so, she knocked on the front door…
Jan Tasker
The days that followed the transition were difficult. Jan knew what she had done. Despite the heroics and strange feats she’d accomplished later that fateful day there was no denying she had caused them all to be here, in this strange land. She was responsible for every life she’d pulled through and would live the rest of her days regretting it.
Regret was one thing but sitting on her ass was another. After mulling over everything she’d done Jan decided to back track every movement she had made during the ceremony. Her attempt to contact her Mother. She thought she could do it. She’d had conversations with beings on the other side. It was hard to describe what it was like. They would come into her mind or her into theirs. They’d dally with numbers. A constant regardless of how peculiar that other side was it always had the basic structure when it came to numbers.
Some intelligences were unaware she was calling them from another side. They thought they were in a dream. That made it easier for her to decipher what that dimension was like. Some beings she spoke with were beyond physical bodies. They floated in a sea of nothingness with no shape or form but maintained their memories. These beings begged for communication even as their minds twisted from loneliness and despair.?
Jan thought to venture again into those interdimensional places. She might find out something that would help in this situation. Maybe someone might know how to fix her shit job. Once again she might attempt to find her Mother. She held hope that a spirit version still existed somewhere out there.
She was ready at last. With a few preparatory arcane nuances she would attempt to cross over. Then a knock came at her door.
The knock was insistent and she slowly pulled her mind back into the moment. At the door a man stood with an official aire about him. He looked wild like one of the followers of the nomads. His long curly hair danced around as he tried to introduce himself.
“I’m Andy. I heard about some of the things you did...”
“What do you want?” Jan was put out but willing to keep calm. There were only so many of them left. It made little sense to make enemies.
“I wanted to talk to you. Like an interview. I could explain your side of things. Your reputation is quite remarkable considering the short time people have come to learn about you.”
“It’s an exaggeration,” Jan said. “I’m no one important in the scheme of things. Something did happen but it wasn’t controlled if that makes sense.”
“That’s what Troy needs to hear,” he said emphatically.?
“Another time. I’m not feeling well since the attacks.”
“Would you mind if I come back and reschedule a time? Whenever you like. Maybe in a couple days?”
“Sure, come back in two days. See how I feel.”
The man left as quickly as he’d come. Jan didn’t like the feelings she’d gotten from the stranger. He dressed like a slob. He had tattoos all over and had spent more time in the sun than a living human should. He was some kind of half-breed but that really didn’t matter. What kind of a reporter could he be? She’d ask him later.
Finally settled she opened her mind to the nuances of the shifts. She looked for the creases that would let her escape this dimension and venture into others.?
A terrible pain lanced straight into her brain. Her body stiffened and she felt unable to move or breath.
“I have you,” a dangerous voice thundered in her skull. “You opened yourself up to me and now I have your thread. You belong to me, child.”
Jan couldn’t speak but her words rang out as thoughts that ironically that had a bite of their own.
“Who is this! Get out of my mind!”
The interloper paused his painful mental assault, “I am Gail of the 5th realm. You came to me with your splinter of power. You are a trifling child. A mongrel on a mongrel world. Your feeble attempts to wander through the dimensions are now limited by me! If you give me sustenance I might provide you with access.”
Janet attempted to break the demon’s grip by conjuring from the new found strength this world provided. She launched a violent attack that made her surroundings pop from the fissure it brokered.?
The entity named Gail broke contact.
Jan felt her body collapse to the floor. Her lungs struggled to find air. Her muscles twitched with violent cramps and her heart pounded in fitful bursts. She could hear herself cry out. The effort reminded her of the stupid mess she’d made.?
Another sound came to her muted ears. A pounding. It came from her front door. Had it been two days? She tried to sit up but gave up. Gasping for air she managed to conjure a fitful elemental of air. ‘Open door.’?
The elemental struggled with this command. It buffeted the door with spirals of air. It threaded the cracks with whispers of a breeze and fluttered around the object on the other side. It could not do what it had been bidden.??
In a tiny puff or or maybe it was a pout it quit the effort.?
Jan grumbled several choice expletives.?
“Come!” She finally managed in a loud enough voice to be heard.
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Troy Rising: Meanwhile, in Troy…
Despite the obvious danger and threat of the unknown that existed, the people of Troy stayed rather calm.
The Nomads, along with the members of the US military that had been in town, were doing their part to patrol the perimeter, where Troy ended and the forest began.? This was being done mostly with drones, in order to save on using fuel.
This didn't discourage intrusions, but it allowed them to accurately pinpoint where they happened, and where they were headed—which in turn allowed them to send out a small patrol to check on the newcomers.
In every case, they turned out to be refugees taking shelter in the wheat fields.? They were skittish, which was hard to hold against them, given the rumors they heard.? The patrols persisted just enough to make sure they weren't soldiers in disguise, didn't have any immediate medical needs, and then they backed off.
The Quakers in Troy made a little more headway.? They went out to the remote areas, and began making meals, offering blankets, and doing what they could to open lines of communication.
And it's here that Zafiri helped when she could.? She couldn't always go out with these "Quakers" (what an odd name for a religion), but one of them was starting to learn the language—at least in a passing manner.? Between this, meetings with the Mayor and others to answer questions, she found herself in high demand.a
She also needed a break…and a permanent roof over her head.
What they called "couch surfing" was uncomfortable, and her father had recovered enough to be discharged from the hospital.? She needed some place that could allow him some rest; the doctors were telling him to take it easy for a few weeks more, but he was largely out of danger.
And that was why she had returned to the house where Janet called home.? The offer had been made earlier, and she was hoping that it was still open.
And so, she knocked on the front door…
(tag Janet)
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Re: Troy Rising: Through the Sea of Trees, to the Well of Souls (RESEND) (attn Cal, tag open)
(Old Cal)
"I would like some
Baklavah...and if it is not sweets from Al Shafah what would you give
me?"? He let his look of mirth as he met the young woman's eyes now
looking across into them as he had gotten down from his mount and looked
at her then.? He was surprise that the statement and call sign were so
out there and obvious but given how they did so many things in code and
the to be heard above the other criers it was to be expected it seems.?
He moved towards her, producing a well marked coin as he was to pay for
something that would indicate that he was whom he was.? He was very much
enjoying the view and the loveliness of home which he now missed much
more than even he thought before now.? He still was not happy at the
selling of God but he was here on a mission and that wasn't it...this
time.
(New)
The comely maiden smiled coyly.? "We have many wares, good sir.? I'm sure there will be something to your liking.? Perhaps you'll follow me to see some of our rarer delights?"
She led him through a curtain, back into the attached building.? Immediately, there was a kitchen, where a large, hulking older man, clearly of al Shafah origin, was painstakingly teasing out a layer of filo over a spread layer of crushed pistachio, butter and honey.? If memory served, he'd repeat the layering again and again, before baking.? He eyed Cal as he came in.
"Not to worry, Father," she said, switching to Shafaiq (the native language of al Shafah).? "I merely wish to show him some of our finer services."
"Of course, my dear," he said, giving a small bow, and then to him.? "May you find what you're looking for from our humble establishment."
They passed through a solid wooden door into a small, windowless room.? It looked set up with an old worn desk, and papers regarding the running of the store.? As she closed the door behind them, he could hear "Father" (if he was that at all) bellowing the name "Raffique", telling him to "get his lazy ass out to the store front" before the door closed completely.
When she turned around, the coy lady was gone, replaced with a more serious look.? "So, how can I be of assistance to the Left Hand of the Queen?"
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Re: Raconteur City: The Summoning (Pyp, Kutsuki)
[Kutsuki]
"Bee-ah-sophor?? What the hell kind of name is that? I suppose it's better than just 'Pyp,' Kutsuki retorted.? Though his own bite was not without an answer.? Before he unceremoniously ripped the cigarillo out of the imp's hands, Pyp managed to blow out various images made out of smoke, the first one being that of a voluptuous succubus, gyrating as she danced, her hands moving about her before she disappeared as the smoke dissolved.? He felt his hackles rise, nose scrunched at this highly gross display.? Had this been?anyone else, they may have been mesmerized by the presentation, but Kutsuki was not one whose libido was moved by some scantily dressed female, much less than a female demon at that.? However, when the damned hellion dared to show Kutsuki his own writhing form, one which was so wanton and lewd, he felt his body flush with heat and color, quite evident on his pale form.? He bristled at the display, his hand flying up to his own throat as he tried to keep down the bile that threatened to build up in his throat.
"I don't know what you're playing at by showing me that, but if I am to be your master, then _you_ will obey _ME_," Kutsuki hissed, feeling that if he opened his mouth any wider, he really would vomit out his stomach contents.? Maybe he should've done that, teach that fucking demon to behave himself.? "I've told you how many times to cut that shit out?? Three?? That's your favored number, isn't it?? Don't let there be a fourth."? He needed mind AND eye bleach now.? The image was so shocking that he felt it was going to be stuck in his mind, especially because of Pyp having that stupid, impish grin on his face.? With the form that he took, one of a K-pop idol, the smile was downright disturbing.? "Pyp the Pain-In-The-Ass" indeed.? And what's worse is that he got stupidly got caught in his own words.? It was embarrassing for sure.? He took a step back, if to put more distance between himself and the hellion who suddenly took a bow, bringing himself uncomfortably close to his master.
"I meant to say no one, but I see you understood that without difficulty.? I don't want any living or undying being, whether they are demon, human or angel, to touch me.? It's disgusting," he said, trying to regain some of his lost dignity by using a commanding tone, glaring at the impetuous imp.? He hated how Pyp was able to easily break though his typically stoic composure.? "There is a certain...group of followers that...seem infatuated with me.? They mostly stay a good distance away, but this is one...unsightly individual just...will not stay the fuck away.? She seems to have an uncanny ability to appear wherever I am, which means she must be tracking me somehow.? Or listening in..."
"Speaking of which.? Your second order, _Pyp_.? Check this house out for any kind of wire tapping, hidden cameras, recording devices and what not.? The outside as well, as you never know if she also bugged the whole property, and any buildings within a block of this house.? Make sure no one sees you.? Become invisible, or erase your existence in that moment, whatever.? Then, once you're done, I want you to fetch me a frozen boba green tea.? I guess that will be your third order.? Once you come back, I'll let you in on what I'm trying to do and why.? Now get, and be quick about it.? I'm thirsty."
With that, he plopped down onto his bed, hands behind head as he drew his knees up and crossed his legs, letting one foot dangle as he swung it up and down.? He then became pensive, his eyes unfocusing as he tried to think of something else in an effort to wipe that revolting image out of his head.
(Pyp)
"No problem, Master," Pyp said with a grin. The demon turned widdershins with a flourish?and disappeared from view.? The air in the basement moved slightly as if a draft had started up and the stairs creaked slightly, the sound moving upwards and was followed by the sound of a door opening and closing.? And then everything was quiet.??
About twenty minutes later, there was a soft 'bamf' of air being suddenly displaced and the fresh-faced demon was there once again, a frosty glass of frozen boba green tea in one hand and a teddy bear in the other.
"You were quite correct, Master," Pyp said, handing the glass of tea to Kutsuki where he lay on the bed.? "I found quite a few surveillance devices in and around the house.? Four cameras positioned under the eaves of neighboring houses, pointed directly at yours.? Concealed microphones in strategic locations in and around your garden and lawn.? And this little fellow..." he waggled the teddy bear as he showed it to the pallid youth, then tossed it onto the bed where it bounced a couple of times before coming to rest with its furry butt pointed up at Kutsuki "...which I found upstairs tucked away in your couch like it had been lost and forgotten there."
"I saw a few other things around the neighborhood," the demon went on, gesturing vaguely in the general direction of what lay outside the house, "but they were not directed at your house.? Evidently there's a lot of people around here who like to spy on each other. Oh! I also found where your mom and dad keep their sex toys," he added with an impish smirk.? "If you're interested, that is."
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Re: What Lies in the Heart. Mikayla/The Dragon
(The Keep) ? Evidently the keep had been set up to magically light the path of anyone moving through its halls, for each time Mikayla ventured into a stairwell or a hallway, magic torches set in iron sconces on the walls would suddenly come alight with mystical fire that illuminated the area.? The size of the place became daunting the more she explored, making her wonder if she was in danger of getting lost in the seeming labyrinth of the place. The feeling grew even more worrisome when she tried to retrace her steps and realized that the layout of what was now behind her did not match her memories of where she thought she had been. ? As if responding to her worries, a small ball of light detached itself from a nearby torch and came to float in front of her, hovering in the middle of the hallway like a will-o-the-wisp.? It then began to move down the hallway, pausing every now and then as if to make sure she was following it.? As she did so, the torches behind her began to extinguish themselves, prompting her to keep moving forward. ? Finally the wisp came to a stop at the end of a hall, not one that Mikayla could remember having been in before.? At first, it seemed to be a dead end, with only walls of stone before and around her.? But as the young woman watched, the wall in front of her began to shimmer and reshape itself, until finally a large door had manifested, a strong-looking structure of oaken beams bound in iron.? It lacked both handle and lock, but in the center of the door was a polished metal plaque with a single word inscribed on it:? Jerusha.? The wisp hovered near the plaque for a moment, then suddenly disappeared in a burst of sparkles that descended on her like a spring mist, each sparkle winking out as they touched her skin, until finally she was alone before the door with only the two torches in the side walls keeping the darkness at bay. ? ? ? - Mikayla ? Slowly, Mikayla pushed the door open. She moved deeper into the room, looking around almost like a hesitant gazelle attempting to cross a clearing--a fact that would have no doubt surprised both Angus and The Master considering how bold her personality had been thus far ? The currently rooms were set up much nicer than the one she had been in before (not that her other room was bad). However, this room held within a sitting room that was spacious and open, decorated with rich velvet sofas and lounge chairs with ornate table and chairs for eating. ? Large majestic and regal armoires and dressers sat along walls within the middle of the room sat a grand four poster bed covered in silk and fur of the finest quality and opulent golds and reds, draped with a nearly see through curtains. ? Beyond the bed was a double door with frosted glass that allowed her to see out onto the beautiful lush landscape of the moon-soaked countryside.? The night was dark. The glow of a large white moon poured into the window.? Basking the room with a warm golden glow. The scent of spring and flowers along with the grass and a multitude of other scents brushed past her nose ? Along with the moon, the room was bathed with the warm glow of the light of flames, the candles cast severe shadows against the wall. The soft breeze through the slightly opened door lightly rustle the curls of her dark hair about her shoulders causing goosebumps to tickle her skin. However, the heat from the hearth ablazed caused a sharp contrast to the gentle wind...almost swallowing it completely. ? Mikayla touched the soft sheers of the bed, of the balcony doors, letting the billowing fabric running through her fingers. She inhaled the smell of sulfur from burning candles, the soothing scent of frankincense incenses?rose to dance with the night air.? ? Mikayla stopped when she saw the beautiful white gauze of a nearly sheer gown hanging from clips on the wall.? Her fingers danced over material. It was soft and she long to feel it against her skin. Without thinking, she quickly discard her gown, slipping the exotic material about her frame, tying the halter stings behind her neck. , Mikayla found herself rubbing her hands over her body, loving the feel of the material against her skin. It was so soft and buttery she couldn’t help but sigh as she felt wave upon wave of an unexplainable electric anticipation pass through her. ? With eyes closed, Mikayla stood in the middle of the floor doing something incredibly uncharacteristic. She allowed her hands to roam about her body in a rather sensual way. The fabric felt divine, the tingles, the shudders, the emotion, the?feathery light?touch--what started off as her simply loving the feel of the silk upon her skin spiraled into a?timid, if not an earnest foray into self-gratification. ? The lovely girl stood there before the fire blazed hearth, one?hand trailing up her?smooth arm to cross over her shoulder. Her delicate fingers caressing her neck, lowering to?dust the flesh of cleavage on the inhale as her palm?gently passed over?her?hardening areola. Her?breath hitch... ? "Umm," she?moaned unaware the entrancing sound slipped passed her own?lips. The sound was pure rapture. Her body swayed to feel of the intoxicating pulse of her skin coming alive. Her form quivered to the frequency of wave upon wave of electricity passing over each and every nerve-ending. Her whole being quaked to?a silent unknown force driving her higher and higher threatened to take her over the edge.?? ? It was almost as if the breeze from the window for into unseen hands that join with her exploration of her body... as if soft gentle touches ran up and down her arms, her legs and whispers of touches slipping up her skirt against her skin. And surprisingly as she did this, her thought went to him. The Master of the Keep. Her mind wondering…could he touch her this way…feel her this way… ? Mikayla had no idea that the glowing orb tucked into the corner of the room would reveal her every thoughts and wildest dreams to her. ?
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Re: Elusive Capture: Beaches. Andrew/Evone’
(Andrew) Sensing the wave of pleasure peaking in his beloved, Andrew ascended from between her legs until he was atop her, his hard sex braced firmly along the folds of hers.? Propping himself up so that he could gaze into her eyes, he began arching his hips, slowly running his urgent rod along her moistened valley and pressing hard against her sensitized nubbin with each sensual stroke.? The feel of her warm responsive body beneath his was enticing and he lowered his mouth to devour hers, their lips locking and moving together. He flexed his hips, making long strokes of his sex along her cleft, letting the flow of her arousal slicken his shaft, each time moving a bit lower until finally his swollen glans, lubed with his own pre-cum, slipped between her folds and lodged itself at her entrance. Lifting himself up again, Andrew met her eyes with his own, gleaming with desire as he entered her, his cock pushing gently at first, a bit at a time, then pulling slightly back before pushing in again, claiming more of her most intimate places, until finally his entire throbbing length was inside her, buried to the hilt within her tight hot and deliciously clasping sheath.? A breath he wasn't even aware he was holding escaped in a long groan of pleasure as he kept himself in place, unmoving, letting his senses drink in the moment.?? - Evone' – Evone’ moaned as his lips left her not hot and ready sex. She looked up into his eyes, her heavy-lidded blue meeting his brown. She felt his pulsing rod playing between her legs. Her body felt like it was falling…every time he touched her…every time he kissed her, he made her body burn with a heat that was hotter than the sun that beat down upon them. His touch made coo, arching up into him reaching for more. ? He was teasing her. She knew her was. And she shivered. “Please,” she moaned. And then he gave her want they both so desperately desired and sunk full all his length into the depth of her core.? A deep lustful groan left her. Her head dropping back in the sand. ? Evone’s legs rose to encircle his waisted, giving him more access to all of her. He felt so good. Her body screamed for more…she wanted to beg for more. Evone’s rocked closer pressed herself closer to him. She shuddered and closed her eyes. God, what was she doing to her. ? One thing for sure, she did not want gentle. Her need was too great for the. “Please,” she whispered again. ?
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Re: A Pirates Life (Khadashee and Draven)
Draven took the coins back understanding what she was saying as it would be a slap to his honor as well. He put them back into his purse. "Yes, of course I do." He replied as she continued to walk them towards the plank between the two ships. Once there he looked at her, "you sure he is okay with you being on the Serenity to return to your homeland? Is it a good idea for you?" Khadashee? ? ? Khadashee took his hand and moved back towards the plank. “We are heading back to my homeland. The purpose of the separate ship was to protect you love. I have no idea what my husband’s goal is for bring me home. I did not want him try to use you to hurt me. Now that second ship is gone, it matters not in the lest which ship I come into port on. I just still worry that he will use you to hurt me. And now that he knows what your ship is he could have your whole ship arrested and your ship impounded. That was my fear. So it is really up to you love.” She said still holding his hand. ? And then she thought about it. “It is still up to you, but maybe on second thought, a little later I think you should go to him and apology and explain to him why you left.” Khadashee said. “He does not trust you. You are a pirate after all. And you are an outside and I am queen. He does not understand why you love me the way you do when you barely even know him. Maybe we can all talk during dinner. But we do not have to you if you would rather go back to your ship.” ? ?
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Re: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
? (Draven)Draven wanted to go after her, but knew that right now she needed space and time to process the feelings of being betrayed by everyone who loves her. He turned his attention back to the others who were anxiously waiting for the answers.?
"Ah, well, it is kind of a long story, but the short version is that an old family friend who suddenly showed up here tonight with others, mentioned it in casual conversation when she was talking about our upcoming wedding," he paused before adding, "I was planning on telling her in the next couple of days before this all happened tonight."
Anais and company
Drusilla felt tears in her eyes. She turned to Enoch. “She hates us.”
Enoch reached his hand out to her. She quickly came into his arms resting her head on his chest.?
Enoch held her, comforting his wife. “She will never forgive us,” Drusilla Said
“Anais has a nasty temper when angry.” Memnoch said as he watched her walk down the lane and turn the corner into the main road.
Enoch sighed “Indeed.” Look at Draven he said “We will defer to you. How do we make this right?”
“Can we be of assistance?” Matthias asked standing behind them.
“We would love to help. I hate seeing her upset.” Esmeralda said
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Re: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
(Draven)Draven wanted to go after her, but knew that right now she needed space and time to process the feelings of being betrayed by everyone who loves her. He turned his attention back to the others who were anxiously waiting for the answers.?
"Ah, well, it is kind of a long story, but the short version is that an old family friend who suddenly showed up here tonight with others, mentioned it in casual conversation when she was talking about our upcoming wedding," he paused before adding, "I was planning on telling her in the next couple of days before this all happened tonight."
Anais and company
Drusilla felt tears in her eyes. She turned to Enoch. “She hates us.”
Enoch reached his hand out to her. She quickly came into his arms resting her head on his chest.?
Enoch held her, comforting his wife. “We will defer to you.” He said to Draven?
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Re: Port Vega: Lightning Rod (Roddy, NPC Misty, Aurora)
(Lightning Rod) Roddy smirked at Aurora's 'target on your back' chiding.? "It got your attention, didn't it? And I haven't seen anyone yet that I felt I needed to worry about.? Cops in this city are pussies if you ask me."
The baby-faced youth paused to get a cigarette and light it up.? "So," he said a moment later, blowing a bluish-grey smoke cloud upwards before looking back at Aurora, "here we are.? Don't know if I'm impressed yet, but at least the two of you have got it in the looks department."
"My phone?"? A quizzical look crossed his face, but then he shrugged and dug his phone out of his jacket pocket.? "Sure. Here you go."? He smirked as he handed it over.? "It's the latest Sony Experia.? Got wicked apps on it."
(Aurora) Once he handed Aurora his phone, she placed hers on top of it, sent a quick text to Jordie and simply held onto the phones while Jordie gave Roddy's a quick but thorough cleaning. He wouldn't disturb the boy's? apps or personal information or contacts. Just anything that was related to his internet activities and the phone call between him and Misty.
As that was going on, "oh, I am not referring to the police or any one in the normal sectors, there are others out there who would wish you harm or try and take advantage of you." Her phone gave three quick buzzes and with a smile she handed him back his phone.
"Now, I am Aurora and you have met Misty. And the Benders of Light could use someone with your talents. Other than creating an electrical charge, what else can you do?" She ignored the cigarette and the comment about the looks department.
Tag: Lightening Rod
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Re: Raconteur City: There's Murder Afoot (Posting order: Scarlett, Luke, Kitty and Prince Dario)
(Scarlett MacAleister) Scarlett cringed when Luke effectively freaked out. It was not good to act in such a way when in the court of a vampire elder. She focused on Dario and added to her account, "I followed the intruders from a meeting they had with the yakuza earlier this evening to an estate in Raconteur. I believe their leadership may be there. I have only viewed it from afar."
She glanced over at Luke, "You should sit and listen, Mr. Reardon. Prince Dario is correct. This threat will require the combined efforts of all of us to defeat."
(Luke) Luke shifted uneasily from one foot to the other but never let his eyes wander from the Prince.
"I have friends in the Werewolf community. Other than that I can’t speak for them. I will impart what I have learned from Scarlett. Perhaps they could be of great assistance in this matter. We help each other from time to time. As I know you are aware they stick to the backwaters and rarely come into town.
He looked down at his attire then over at Scarlett. “I do have some finer clothes but my home is in New Orleans. I didn’t want to waste the time driving.? I was anxious to learn what I could.”
He turned his gaze back on the Prince. “I have known about the criminal presence here in southern Louisiana. I’ve avoided making trouble. But then they weren’t killing our people. Apparently this new outfit likes to dominate it’s base of operations. If that is what they are up to. I presume they want to bring product in. I would be more than willing to cooperate in their untimely demise. Whatever I can do.”
Luke waved a hand at Scarlett. “Perhaps Scarlett can coordinate communications between us. Help us combine our strength when the time comes. I can involve the Werewolves when needed. They can be a respectable asset.”
He paused, a grimace on his face. “They really don’t like you guys but I think I can convince them that defeating this new enemy is of greater importance than petty discord.”
He took a step forward. “Nothing will approach our shores without my knowledge. I will keep a close watch on our approaches and call out if any of these new forces come calling.”
He half bowed, “Will that be adequate for your highness?”
(Prince Dario) The prince listened to Scarlett and Kitty took notes of what she said about Rancontuer. Then he listened to Luke and let out an exasperated sigh, "Mr. Reardon, the werewolves and I do not work together on any matters.? So if you approach them for assistance on this matter, then you will be the translator, if you will, between them and me."
"I am glad that you are willing to help in this manner. I will need a direct contact number for you before you leave tonight. That will take care of the communication between us."
"As for the shores, oh, I am sure that you don't know of everything or everyone who comes ashore, and I don't think that is where things will come as we are not even sure how the ones who are here even got here."
Tag: Scarlett, Luke, Prince Dario/Kitty
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Re: A Pirates Life (Khadashee and Draven)
(Khadashee) Khadashee continue to take his hand. ?“No we don’t have to stay here. If you want to go back to the Serenity we can.”?
“You have to understand Sa’id. Once you have offended him. It is very difficult to appease his angry. And this,” she said giving him back the coins. “will only make it worse. Sa’id is a man of ?honor. He did what he did because he felt like it was the honorable thing. You trying to pay for his honor only insult him. Tell me, Draven, do you really wanna make things right between the two of you?”
(Draven) Draven took the coins back understanding what she was saying as it would be a slap to his honor as well. He put them back into his purse. "Yes, of course I do." He replied as she continued to walk them towards the plank between the two ships.
Once there he looked at her, "you sure he is okay with you being on the Serenity to return to your homeland? Is it a good idea for you?"
Tag: Khadashee?
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Re: Blood Bonds: Family Ties
(Anais) Both Enoch and Memnock shook Draven’s hand. “Thank you for having us.” Enoch said as he watched his former charge pull away from his wife.?
“Why didn’t you tell me that I was Were?" Anais asked.?
Drusilla’s face paled. She looked over to Enoch.?“It was not knowledge your father wanted us to share with you.” Enoch said? “Like my mother.” She said
Memnoch winced at her tone. “You know your father Anais. He likes to control the narrative.” “And after he died?" Anais said. “It never came up.” Enoch said.
“Well, it came up today. And imagine how I felt that every single person in that room knew what I was but me. Do you have any idea how humiliating that is?”
“Most likely not as humiliating as you are making it Anais.” Memnoch said.?
“You ass,” Anais said “stay away from me. All of you just stay away from me.” Anais said turning to walk away.?
“Anais please?” Drusilla said?attempting to step in front of her.
Anais backed away. "And you...you were supposed to be my best friend Drusilla. You were supposed to always have my back and you knew and you never said a word... just leave me alone.” She turned and walked around them moving back down the drive.?
Enoch watched her walk away. “How did she find out?” He asked Draven.
(Draven) Draven wanted to go after her, but knew that right now she needed space and time to process the feelings of being betrayed by everyone who loves her. He turned his attention back to the others who were anxiously waiting for the answers.?
"Ah, well, it is kind of a long story, but the short version is that an old family friend who suddenly showed up here tonight with others, mentioned it in casual conversation when she was talking about our upcoming wedding," he paused before adding, "I was planning on telling her in the next couple of days before this all happened tonight."
Tag: Anais and company?
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Re: Port Vega: Lightning Rod (Roddy, NPC Misty, Aurora)
(Misty)
Misty giggled a little bit, "my, you have a lot of questions.? Some I can answer, others I am not allowed to as they are for Aurora.? I have been with the team for about two years now.? Yes, I have weather power and do much more than make fog appear.? As for the my name, it is what I chose when I learned what I could do.? As for the you and me, well, that will have to be determined, but I could see us working well together with our abilities."
(Aurora)
Aurora was on the phone with Jordie when the two came into view, "all has been deleted.? Good. Thanks, Jordie." She hung up.? "Well, you are Lightening Rod, I have to say that I am not sure if I like that you put such a large target on your back by posting all over the internet. but Misty here insisted that we meet.? I am Aurora," she paused for a moment, "may I see your phone, please?"
(Lightning Rod)
Roddy smirked at Aurora's 'target on your back' chiding.? "It got your attention, didn't it? And I haven't seen anyone yet that I felt I needed to worry about.? Cops in this city are pussies if you ask me."
The baby-faced youth paused to get a cigarette and light it up.? "So," he said a moment later, blowing a bluish-grey smoke cloud upwards before looking back at Aurora, "here we are.? Don't know if I'm impressed yet, but at least the two of you have got it in the looks department."
"My phone?"? A quizzical look crossed his face, but then he shrugged and dug his phone out of his jacket pocket.? "Sure. Here you go."? He smirked as he handed it over.? "It's the latest Sony Experia.? Got wicked apps on it."
Tag: Lightening Rod
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Re: Elusive Capture: Beaches. Andrew/Evone’
- Evone' ? Evone’ felt a whisper of a shiver run up her spine and back down again. His touched pulled on her, his hand taunted her, pulling her in. She stared into his blue eyes…they were...striking. She had seen blues before. For her eyes were blue, but his...his eyes seemed to peer into her very soul, to look upon her deepest, darkest secrets and fantasies. ? Her whole body shuddered as she felt an unexplainable wave of electric anticipation pass through her. The lovely girl sat there as his mouth trailed over her soft skin sending tingles all over her body. Her eyes fluttering close and she inhaled sharply as his words touched her. His mouth on her most intimate of places was her undoing. ? When her body could take no more, she released the breath with a jagged exhale. "Umm," she moaned unaware the entrancing sound slipped passed her own lips. The sound was pure rapture. His touch addictive. Her body swayed to feel of the intoxicating pulse of her skin coming alive. Her form quivered to the frequency of wave upon wave of electricity passing over each and every nerve-ending. Her whole being quaked to a silent unknown force driving her higher and higher threatened to take her over the edge.
? ?(Andrew)
Sensing the wave of pleasure peaking in his beloved, Andrew ascended from between her legs until he was atop her, his hard sex braced firmly along the folds of hers.? Propping himself up so that he could gaze into her eyes, he began arching his hips, slowly running his urgent rod along her moistened valley and pressing hard against her sensitized nubbin with each sensual stroke.? The feel of her warm responsive body beneath his was enticing and he lowered his mouth to devour hers, their lips locking and moving together. He flexed his hips, making long strokes of his sex along her cleft, letting the flow of her arousal slicken his shaft, each time moving a bit lower until finally his swollen glans, lubed with his own pre-cum, slipped between her folds and lodged itself at her entrance.
Lifting himself up again, Andrew met her eyes with his own, gleaming with desire as he entered her, his cock pushing gently at first, a bit at a time, then pulling slightly back before pushing in again, claiming more of her most intimate places, until finally his entire throbbing length was inside her, buried to the hilt within her tight hot and deliciously clasping sheath.? A breath he wasn't even aware he was holding escaped in a long groan of pleasure as he kept himself in place, unmoving, letting his senses drink in the moment.??
Tag - Evone'
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Re: Raconteur City: There's Murder Afoot (Posting order: Scarlett, Luke, Kitty and Prince Dario)
(Prince Dario)
The Prince regarded these two in
his court.? One was a vampire, and one he had never liked,
the other a water mage.? He held up a hand to Luke,
“before I release you.? You say you no information on this
new development, but what do you know about it?? And you
still didn’t answer my question in regards to the
werewolves.”
“And I don’t know if the DEA or
the FBI would me much help with a supernatural problem.?
We must work together to flush out this new threat and
well, from my experience, they have only ever been able to
get themselves killed in these kinds of situations, being
human and all.” He said with a smile at Luke, “might want
to do better in guarding your mind in here, mage.”
Scarlett MacAleister
?
Scarlett cringed when Luke effectively freaked out. It was
not good to act in such a way when in the court of a vampire
elder. She focused on Dario and added to her account, "I
followed the intruders from a meeting they had with the
yakuza earlier this evening to an estate in Raconteur. I
believe their leadership may be there. I have only viewed it
from afar."
?
?She glanced over at Luke, "You should sit and listen, Mr.
Reardon. Prince Dario is correct. This threat will require
the combined efforts of all of us to defeat."
Luke shifted uneasily from one foot to the other but never let his eyes wander from the Prince.
I have friends in the Werewolf community. Other than that I can’t speak for them. I will impart what I have learned from Scarlett. Perhaps they could be of great assistance in this matter. We help each other from time to time. As I know you are aware they stick to the backwaters and rarely come into town.?
He looked down at his attire then over at Scarlett. “I do have some finer clothes but my home is in New Orleans. I didn’t want to waste the time driving.? I was anxious to learn what I could.”
He turned his gaze back on the Prince. “I have known about the criminal presence here in southern Louisiana. I’ve avoided making trouble. But then they weren’t killing our people. Apparently this new outfit likes to dominate it’s base of operations. If that is what they are up to. I presume they want to bring product in. I would be more than willing to cooperate in their untimely demise. Whatever I can do.”
Luke waved a hand at Scarlett. “Perhaps Scarlett can coordinate communications between us. Help us combine our strength when the time comes. I can involve the Werewolves when needed. They can be a respectable asset.”
He paused, a grimace on his face. “They really don’t like you guys but I think I can convince them that defeating this new enemy is of greater importance than petty discord.”
He took a step forward. “Nothing will approach our shores without my knowledge. I will keep a close watch on our approaches and call out if any of these new forces come calling.”
He half bowed, “Will that be adequate for your highness?”
tag? Dario, Kitty, Scarlett
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Re: High Moon Tales. Tales of the Wicked West.
(Charity) ? Sated from consuming the life force of the population of Bendo, the wendigo that called itself Charity Pathmaker slept. Her 'husband' lay uneasily beside her, unable to sleep himself. In Bendo, as a party of five travellers departed, the scavengers went to work stripping the bones of the dead, preparing them to dance before their new mistress. ? Charity slept on. Within several hours of it's demise, the first of the skeletons arose. It's transformation was almost complete, but random gobbets of flesh and tatters of fabric still clung to the bones. One by one the dead arose, and gathered along the road to Millers Crossing. ? By midafternoon Charity awoke. She was unable to locate the five, the warrior, maji, rogue, paladin and maiden were nowhere to be found. Charity summoned her crows, sending them forth to locate the five, but none of the birds could locate the party. Distressed, she drew out her drum and went to the town square. As Charity drummed and danced she sang in an ancient tongue, calling out to her new possessions in Bendo. "Come," she called out, "come to me, my lovely bones. Come to me, and lay waste to any you encounter along the way." ? Back in Bendo the stripped skeletons began to move, many dragging tatters of flesh with them. They shuffled and shambled towards Millers Crossing following their new mistress's summons. The insects, maggots, beetles, and such clung on, working tirelessly. The other scavengers followed too, still pulling and tearing at the mangled, meaty remains. ? ? [Sicillien] ? "I carry no guilt.? That is the consequence that the town had to bare for hiding traitors in their midst," Sicillien sourly answered.? The question sound very pointed even though he knew Chase didn't mean it to be.? "The worst part about it is that the orchestrator of that event is still alive.? I know, it, I can feel it, and I won't rest until I can put a bullet between his eyes and his family's."? They rode on for a while in silence until Sicillien heavily sighed.? He knew that that was a very generic response.? How many people wouldn't go mad when their family was destroyed?? So he felt compelled to clear the air up. ? "You could say it was a whirlwind romance.? We separated and got together too many times to count, unable to stay away from each other for too long.? Like two angry tornadoes spinning about each other," he said, chuckling a bit at the imagery.? "But we were going to start a family, Chase.? She with child.? My child.? Now, I don't know if it's alive or dead, and if it's dead, where it was buried.? What its name was.? I don't know.? All I want to know is why, Chase.? Why did she disappear from my life, and why is she pretending like we had doesn't exist?" ? When they suddenly stopped, Sicillien looked up to see Flynn sliding off his horse.? He muttered something about needing to rest, which was fine.? As much as bounty hunter enjoyed making fun of Flynn for being a medicine man, he understood that maintaining a spell that hid them from the world required a lot of power.? He gave Chase a look, like the conversation was over, and then slid off the horse, leading to Flynn's and letting loose of its reins as it joined the other beast in getting its fill of the grass.? He took his own bags off, and shoving them a rock that jutted out nearby, then laid down and placed his hands behind his head, resting it upon his palms.? Despite being roped into this shitty twist of fate, Sicillien felt right at home.? A bounty hunter didn't have any one place that they stayed at for too long, so this was par due on course. ? "You know, in spite of all of this, the sky is still damn beautiful.? At least we get to enjoy it a little bit while we wait." Sicillien said, reaching in for his pack of cigarettes lit one up, placing his hands behind his head again, taking a puff.? He hummed along a little song, not realizing that it was one that Etienne would sing back when she was pregnant.? Then he suddenly stopped for a second.? "I wouldn't let your guard down though.? Flynn confirmed the feeling that I've had since we left Bendo.? Something is coming, and I'm sure it's coming straight for us."? Then, like nothing happened, he took on a happy demeanor again and continued humming the song, pausing every now and then to take a drag of the cigarette. ? ? Etienne. ? Etienne was quiet as the rode. Her body ramrod straight as she sat behind Callie. She knew he was watching her and she dreaded stopping. She could only hope he would stay away from her or that they would stop in Miller’s Crossing then she could catch the next train to San Antonio. ? But it was as if the universe was conspiring against her because Flynn announce her was tired and promptly fell asleep. Great. She thought she would have to spend another night with him. But then he laid down to sleep and she was thankful that they would have no encounter tonight.? ? And then he started to hum a lullaby her mother taught her that she sang when...that was such a bastard move...why would he... ? But that was the fuel she needed. His insensitivity gave her all the anger she needed to cocoon herself against him. ? ? (Chase) Chase only listened and he had nothing to add right then.? He knew what it was like to have his family taken from him.? Vampires were his enemy his crux, which was why he easily accept the curse he could kill a couple of vampires easily now.? He had trained and he hated them.? Hunting them down was second nature, for what they took from him he would gladly destroy them all but it was so hard, they were like roaches! He heard and listened to Sicilian, he then realized, they probably were going to be and he settled with that.? Once children were involved it was hard to change the direction of one’s heart. “Then you need to talk with her and get your questions answered.? There is a spark there still, you just have to fan it back into a flame…if you still want too.? But I understand how those questions could plague a man.? Keep in mind, sometimes it is easier to pretend that the past didn’t happen verses opening up the wounds and the pain by recognizing that it did.? Be aware that once you open that can again, you have to live with her answers and her decisions.? Sometimes you can’t reclaim the past, you just have to enjoy the now.”? He said as they continued to ride.? He could feel the hurt in his tone, most people thought men were stoic unfeeling and caring.? But every real man loved his children with a hellfire love.? He was no different than the Sicilian he missed his children too, but at least he got to know his for a brief time. Chase only listened to the lovely melody and let his own beast to relax.? He too realized something was coming.? He could smell it on the air and it smelled foul…it smelled dead!? He honestly wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination…he was nervous to think that death was on two legs and coming towards them…literally.? He walked around as he checked on things, he was determined to make sure they at least had a fighting chance with…whatever. (New Callie Carson) Flynn had announced they were stopping to camp. She did not know how long had passed. In some ways it seemed like an eternity, in other ways it had seemed like only a couple of hours. This was why Callie hated magic. It tended to fuck with the heads of plain folks. She dismounted the horse and looked up at a weary Etienne who was still in the saddle. Callie reached up and helped her down, guiding her to a bolder where she could sit and relax while the made camp. As Callie unpacked her gear, she looked around and saw the others were all looking a bit tired, some of them on edge -- especially Sicilien and Chase. This bullshit between the two of them and Etienne was not good. It wasn't good for party morale and it certainly left a big vulnerability that demons could exploit. The demonic would recognize the feeling these three were having for each other -- love, hate, anger jealously -- and they'd turn it against them.? Callie made it a mental note to keep an eye on the three of them, as best she could.? She pulled a bedroll from the back of her horse and laid claim to a spot on the ground, then announced, "We need kindling for a fire, and wood if you can find some! But remember, it's got to be inside the circle!"
(Flynn) Flynn lay halfway in the dreaming, keeping the protective circle active but also trying to restore his glamour reserves by resting as much as he could. His rest, however, was troubled.? He could sense a dark hunger on the move, coming from the direction of Bendo and heading, slowly but steadily, in their direction.? The pookah could also sense something summoning them, this time from the direction of Miller's Crossing, something malignant and searching, using the Bendo dead like so many roaming feelers. "Trouble," the pookah murmured.? It was too soon for him to try moving the group again.? His glamour was still too depleted. All he could do was try to warn the others. "Trouble comin' our way.? Dead trouble.? Somethin' in the Crossin's summoning 'em."? And then he faded out again, lapsing back into silence. Tag:? Chase, Callie, Flynn, Sicilien, Etienne. Charity (jumping in periodically),?
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Re: A Pirates Life (Khadashee and Draven)
(Draven) "Ah, yes.? I suppose you will, either way.? You never did eat any of that ginger that the other captain gave you, did you?? It might help settle the stomach, I know it works for seasick men.? Oh, here." He pulled his purse from his belt and dumped some coins into his hand.? "This should compensate plus for what Sa'id paid the other men."? He said as he handed it to her.? Then she took his hand, "we don't.? But I thought he would require that you remain on his ship for the rest of the voyage, and I am fine with obliging."
?Khadashee
Kadashee continue to take his hand. ?“No we don’t have to stay here. If you want to go back to the Serenity we can.”?
“You have to understand Sa’id. Once you have offended him. It is very difficult to appease his angry. And this,” she said giving him back the coins. “will only make it worse. Sa’id is a man of ?honor. He did what he did because he felt like it with the honorable thing. You trying to pay for his honor only insult him. Tell me a Draven, do you really wanna make things right between the two of you?”
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