Vaas Plains Castle (7) – The Blood of Kings.

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August 03, 2013 09:51PM

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Whispering a soft prayer, and to his love who now would be watching down from the clouds of Heaven, Sir Wayne raised his eyes to that of Sir Arthur, who was an angel of darkness, one of the wings of black. So this was to be a showdown, of the light and dark knights of the order. Sir Wayne’s wings flapped slowly, but you could see that the power in behind them would be considerable, though he was saving that for when the time came.

Sir Wayne acknowledged the light nod of the head in respect to Sir Arthur, though knew that this knight had a liking for bravado and showmanship, which came with being a dark creature.

“Then we are not to share greeting? It has been quite some time, Old Friend. Perhaps you’ve learned a thing or two since I last wiped floor with your ass.”

“Perhaps I have. I learnt that one is to hold sacred the union of our brothers and their wives.”

A shot that was sure to be heard and the crowd gasped and whispered, for the game was about to turn nasty. He may be of white wings but he still believed in faith in marriage, and to honor the sacred union. He had caught sight of Sir Arthur and Lady Dana before the match, and it didn’t take much to see the games being played off the arena were just as dangerous as those that wielded the blade.

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Sir Wayne watched carefully, as Sir Arthur was wielding two blades, one of which was his fabled “Majestic”, that he held with is right hand, the other hand he carried a second blade, that was just as shiny as the first. He took his position, and as the horn sounded, Arthur was up and off into the air, propelled by his legs and a simple flap of the wings to give extra speed. The sun was blocked out by the size of Sir Arthur’s wings, as he speared towards Sir Wayne, with a loud roar that would have the crowd jump to their feet, and in the moment of landing, the knight attempted a downward slash of his left handed blade, to which Sir Wayne side stepped, whilst swinging his sword in an upward motion to attempt a block so the blades would clash against each other. Using the propulsion of his wings he leaned backwards, supported by the wings power and attempted a sharp kick, to the lower stomach, as the sword Majestic slashed at Sir Wayne’s side, striking his chain mail and causing a gaping wound, with blood flowing freely out of his side.

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August 03, 2013 11:34PM

Training Grounds Arena*When the sound of the steel from Sir Wayne’s blade rang through the air from the blade hitting that of his left handed weapon, Sir Arthur almost smiled at it. He knew the result was wholly in his favor as Majestic sliced open the mail and flesh of the opposing knight. How ever, just as Arthur was to follow up with another attack, he felt the force of the kick being delivered from Sir Wayne’s boot. This caused him to stagger backwards, his grip upon bleeds holding strong as ever. Though his plate armor torso piece was covering him and took most of the blow, the armor was forced back onto him, which would likely cause a slight bruise.**Arthur had been forced to halt in his attack, but readied his blade once more. He took this tiny respite as a chance to break word in reply to Wayne’s last comment. He understood it fully well, and he cared not even a little about it. Though, he could never pass up a chance to speak some smart ass comment.* “Perhaps, though I wonder to what avail that has gotten you, Sir Wayne. Tell me, what is it like to fuck the cunt of decaying flesh?” *His face took on the look of a sarcastic empathy. Perhaps that would have been a little mean, but, Wayne dug deep on him too. Arthur was just better at disguising it, in some situations at least.*
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“Oh…too soon?” *He feigned a bit of sorrow next, hoping to force the man to attack next. He could see the blood flowing from the gash he had created with Majestic in Wayne’s side, and decided where he should focus the majority of his attacks.*

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August 04, 2013 12:04AM

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In trading of blows, there are some done with weapons, and others done with words, and those with heart know that to speak ill of the dead in such fashion was not only cruel, it was disrespectful. Sir Wayne though, knew in his heart, that his wife though she lived the years as that of a human, never in his eyes lost her beauty, but remained true of heart and devoted. Had she been there she would have said to her love, to turn the other cheek, but this was a battle of minds as much as it was of the swords they swung. Clearly Sir Arthur’s intent was to create a loss of concentration, and to be blinded by emotion, but what Sir Arthur did not understand, was that his wife was with him. The very sword he wielded was of her name, and he would honor her by using it instead of words spat back like a venomous snake.

Taking advantage of the fact that Sir Arthur was knocked back by the boot strike to the chest, and with Sir Wayne’s wings now giving full power, he launched at Sir Arthur, and with his blade held with both hands, he swung it in a slight diagonal arc, to cross the left side of Sir Arthur’s neck, in a move to slice open a major artery. The force of this, coupled with the pressure of his wings beating, could give better propulsion, as Sir Arthur used up time in his speech of hate and cursed words.

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August 04, 2013 12:11AM

Training GroundsCalypso watched silently, her eyes trained solely on Sir Wayne. The way his expression changed as the two spoke. She could only imagine what they were saying. Something Sir Arthur said must have struck a nerve in the other knight, because his actions became like they were near the end of the previous match with Sir Reed – vicious, ready to kill. She stood abruptly, her mouth open as if to command them to stop, but she closed it, knowing that even if she did voice the command, they would have no reason to obey it other than it possibly shocking them.No matter what happened, for better or for worse, she could not stop this match. Not to save either’s life, nor any other reason. Not only would it be unlikely that she alone could do it anyway, but it would arouse suspicion around her. She somewhat easily played off her sudden move to her feet as an attempt to get closer. She took a few steps forward and now stood at the edge of the box, her eyes flickering for a moment from Sir Wayne to his opponent, and then back to him. Whatever happened was going to be interesting, to say the least.

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August 04, 2013 12:26AM

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The Royal box was now mostly on their feet, for the action in the arena, had reached a new level of skill and with the blood being spilt it was clear that there was no love lost between the two angels. A battle between the light and dark of their kind, the people of Vaas Plains were now witnessing a spectacle like no other. Earlier, the King expressed his desire for Calypso to be the one to award the Champion the prize for the tournament, as well as a kiss, and though she declined due to feeling that the people would be upset to see a servant do the honors, he just chuckled and said.

“Well I’m not kissing either of them.”

It wasn’t lost on the King that Calypso was truly getting into the spirit of the match, the way she arched forward and could barely keep in her seat. Even the Queen was never this wriggly. The King, though fascinated with the daring and the skill at which his Knights traded blows, he was also watching all the spectators, and so glad that they were enjoying this battle of the ages. How fortunate the King was, that he had such brave knights to serve the realm. Smiling broadly, he raised a chalice of wine, and shouted.

“HOORAH!

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August 04, 2013 12:43AM

*Sir Arthur was caught by surprise at Sir Wayne’s taking advantage of the moment. However, he was not unprepared and had wings just as powerful as Sir Wayne’s own majestically white ones. The poor sob hadn’t a single black spot on them. When Sir Wayne brought his blade in a diagonal arc at his throat, in an attempt to draw major blood, Arthur took advantage of his own massive wings and as he brought both blades up to catch Wayne’s own weapon, the sound would ring through the area. His wings flapped powerfully and in a mere moment helped him regain balance, effectively fighting back and holding Wayne’s attack.**The men became locked in a hold that seemed to last forever, when in reality, it hadn’t even last a second. At least, not before Arthur utilized the weakness he had created in Wayne’s side, bringing his knee up with as much force and speed as his leg could gather as well as flapping his wings once to apply even more force to the attack. The flap would also aid in helping Arthur hold Wayne in this lock they’d created without the use of both legs as support.*

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August 04, 2013 01:07AM

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With both angels powering their wings to use them as a counterbalance to the force that each applied their swords became locked as Sir Wayne’s was held fast by a scissor lock of Sir Anthony’s. Faces so close together, and this was when Sir Arthur decided to use the one weakness now of Sir Wayne, the bleeding gash in his side. With a full on knee upward, the strike would land true, however, Sir Wayne was wearing a metal helm, so when the force of upward motion struck, this propelled the top half of his torso forward, and so to his head passed through the locked blades and he tried to slam or head butt powerfully into Sir Arthur’s forehead. Blow for blow.

Using his wings, Sir Wayne tries to pull back, with all the force he can muster, as he was fast losing blood from his battered side.

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August 04, 2013 01:23AM

*His knee hit, and he could see the pain in Sir Wayne’s eyes. That was no good sign, as it meant he was honestly hurting. His oldest of rivals, yet oldest of brothers was getting rusty it seemed. Though, this only lasted less than a second before the helm of the knight came through the gap his crossed swords were making, and though he pulled back, he couldn’t do so fast enough and he was knicked by the man’s head, though not at full strength and it only caused him to stagger back a bit, regaining his stance before the next two seconds were up. The effect of this hit, though, would be that Sir Arthur, instead of simply pulling away, instinctively went for the kill, though the blades did nothing but scrape loudly against the steel of Wayne’s helm.**Arthur looked to Wayne as the blood began pouring from his wound even more so from the complete force of his knee. He took his chance. Not so much to save himself, but to make sure Wayne would not lose too much blood, which he was evidently doing quickly. The blood over the sands of the arena was thick, and starting to darken in color underneath Wayne’s feet as it dripped.* “Wayne. Yield. You are too badly injured.” *He did not make a move, but he remained in his stance, ready for whatever may come.*

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August 04, 2013 01:35AM

Training groundsIt was true, Sir Wayne was losing much blood, for his armour plated legs were now showing steady streams that made pools on the ground at his feet. But there was something in his eyes, that if only the black angel could see. Had it ever occured to the knight, that Sir Wayne wished to join his dear wife in heaven? Part of him died the day that he buried her, and though he tried to go on without her, she was all he could think about. For a moment, Sir Wayne appeared unsteady, and then as though God himself took pity upon the white winged knight. The very heavens shone down and then an illusion, maybe from his own mind, that was suffering blood loss, but he saw his beautiful wife, as young as the day that they first met.Image may be NSFW.
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She was bathed in the glow that one would expect from the highest of angels, for her life had been without sin, and she did so honor her God, and her husband till death.

“Let it end me.” he said to his wife, no longer seeing Sir Arthur standing there, consumed by the image of his beloved. But she shook her head and indicated his place was not yet at God’s side, but to live and fight on. And just as quickly as she had come the image disappeared, and the words of Sir Arthur were heard.

“Wayne. Yield. You are too badly injured.”

It was truth, and Sir Wayne turned his sword to the ground, and slammed it into mother earth, to declare his forfeit. The crowd roared in approval of the match, and sang the name of Sir Arthur, as Sir Wayne’s servants rushed out to take him to his tent to be treated for his wounds.

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August 04, 2013 01:45AM

Royal BoxBlood. There was so much blood. She hated it. There was nothing she could do, and no matter how hard she tried to tell herself she didn’t want to help him, deep down, she knew she did. She finally was able to haphazardly convince herself that she only wanted to help him so she could rid herself of him when she saw it benefited her. She knew it would seem strange if she had no reaction to his loss after voicing that she hoped he won, and turned to the king with a look of mild anguish and confusion.She then turned back to look at Sir Arthur. Something about his victory didn’t seem right. It didn’t seem like it should have happened. She swallowed the notion and nodded to him, but halfway through the nod her eyes trailed to follow Sir Wayne being carried from the arena. “I believe…” She didn’t know what she started saying, but she quickly found a new footing to hold to her plan. “I believe I shall excuse myself now. The tournament was wonderful, m’lord, and I will be sure to tell her majesty just such.” She turned and bowed her head to the king before making her way to the stairs, passing the knight with the water she had asked for what seemed like hours ago. He stopped to offer her a goblet, but she politely declined, smiling an apology before beginning to make her way back up to the castle.

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August 04, 2013 01:53AM

*Sir Arthur did not bask in this victory like he normally would have. This victory, did not feel at all like a victory to him. That first cut, that was planed, and Arthur could tell. As the crowd roared, Arthur approached Wayne, sheathing his blades and taking a knee beside him to look him in the eyes. He rested a hand on his shoulder and spoke.* “I am truly sorry for your loss…Brother. Words are words on the battlefield, meant to confuse and unsettle your opponent. Now, we are brothers and I truly do respect your loss. I may have fallen, but know that when it is your time, you shall hear those three words you long for upon mouth of loving wife.” *He stood, resting a hand on each sword hilt as Wayne’s servants came to grab him up. However, before they left, he continued.* “That said, do not hold out on me again, Sir Wayne.” *He turned and walked back to the middle of the Arena. as he awaited his king to share words, his mighty black wings folding in and disappearing.*

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August 04, 2013 01:53AM

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August 04, 2013 03:45AM

Royal BoxThe herald came out at the end of the bout, as the two angels were kneeling, and Sir Arthur was speaking words to Sir Wayne, that were clearly one of respect for the wounded Sir Wayne. King Henry was standing and applauding the win of Sir Arthur, but in his heart, he knew not all was well with Sir Wayne, especially since he was well aware that Sir Wayne was still in mourning for his beloved wife, Ambrosia.Sir Wayne had his head bowed, and only raised it when Sir Arthur spoke to him, but in a tone that was not condescending, but showing remorse for his loss.”I am truly sorry for your loss…Brother. Words are words on the battlefield, meant to confuse and unsettle your opponent. Now, we are brothers and I truly do respect your loss. I may have fallen, but know that when it is your time, you shall hear those three words you long for upon mouth of loving wife.”Image may be NSFW.
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Sir Henry, who was in a great deal of pain, uttered;”You fought well, and are deserving of this win, Arthur. You are the best man in this instance. Maybe one day, we will clash swords again…as brothers.”Then the trumpets blared loudly, as the Herald spoke for all to hear;

“My King…Lords, Ladies, and to you, the people of Vaas Plains. Winner of the Championship of Knights of Casterly, is Sir Arthur, Champion by forfeit.” The crowd all cheered, waving flags and calling out Sir Arthur, repeatedly, while Thomas and Godfrey, waited to help their Knight leave the field with dignity.

King Henry then turned to Calypso, who at first seemed to say one thing, and caught herself, to continue and say she had enjoyed the match, and the tournament. She excused herself to return to the castle, to inform the Queen of the days events, as the King nodded that he approved, and could only imagine just how Calypso would speak of the brave knights that had fought so hard and well that day.

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The trumpets sounded and it was time to present the winner of the Tournament with his trophy, which was a golden eagle, beautifully crafted and weighed a considerable amount. The King was handed the prize and then he left the Royal box, with two young children that had been chosen from the spectators, to come and see a knight up close. King Henry strode out, his blonde hair radiant, against the white of his royal garb.

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“Sir Arthur, you have shown not only great skill and courage, but also mercy in allowing Sir Henry to live. You are indeed a Champion this day, and forever more, the Head Knight of the Order. Congratulations.” The King then turned to the small boy, who looked up at the Knight with adoring eyes. “Samuel, why don’t you give the Knight his prize.” The King was one that believed, that one should encourage the youth, for they are the future of the realm. The boy took the heavy eagle, and then tottered over to the Knight, and held it up, as high as he could, though struggling slightly. The King applauded, well pleased with this, and awaited Sir Arthur to take his prize, and receive the fanfare of the people.

Further away, Sir Wayne was being helped by his two staff, Thomas and Godfrey who had Sir Henry wrap his arms around their shoulders, as they helped carry him back to his tent, so he may be treated properly, by one of the castle doctors. Thomas was full of praise for Sir Henry, but Godfrey was truly concerned about how Sir Henry fought. Question was, would Sir Henry tell them exactly what happened, and what was said, between him and Sir Arthur?

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August 04, 2013 02:11PM

GardenA slight frown slowly appeared on her face when Syrio told her that he didn’t want her to take any chances of anything bad happening. Lady Dana knew he was only saying that to help her on her part, but she honestly didn’t care. She hated the fact that she had to share her bed with someone she had no interest for. She sighed once more as she looked down at their hands being entwined together, then back up to make eye contact with him.
“Although I don’t agree with this, I won’t divorce him.”
She said softly smiling. Lady Dana wasn’t really mad that Syrio didn’t want the divorce to happen. She just knew that it would happened sooner or later, she just had to be patience. A few seconds past before Lady Dana eyes widen a bit. She just remember her husband and how he had to be up this afternoon to do some work with some villagers from different villages. Dana quickly stood up from where she sat and looked at Syrio.
“I have to go. Axel should be up and if he sees us like this from one of the balconies then he’ll suspect something. He’s suppose to leave later on today and stay over night at one of the other villages. Maybe later you can stop by my chamber so we can talk a bit.”
She said quickly as her eyes shifted upwards and scanned around to make sure that her husband wasn’t around. After looking around a few times her glare looked back to Syrio as he remained seated on the bench.
“I’ll miss you. See you later my love.”
Once done with what she had to say she leaned down and planted a kiss along Syrio lips once more, after departing she quickly walk away, back inside the castle to her chambers.

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August 04, 2013 07:47PM

Arena*Sir Arthur smiled at Wayne’s words, and watched with respect as he was carried away.* “Perhaps, one day…brother.” *His attention then returned to the crowd, and as always, he reveled in it. Of course, he didn’t feel this contest to have been truly won, and intended to combat his ultimate nemesis another day. This day, however, he’d feed the crowd with their illusion of his victory, and lifted a fist high, roaring to the crowds.**The king approached and did so with two children at his side. Sir Arthur immediately fell to a knee, bowing his head low and listening intently to his words.* “Sir Arthur, you have shown not only great skill and courage, but also mercy in allowing Sir Henry to live. You are indeed a Champion this day, and forever more, the Head Knight of the Order. Congratulations.” *The words did not only bring him unmeasurable amounts of honor, but it also brought him much pride.**His eyes lifted to the child as he took the magnificently designed golden eagle, a prize Arthur would hold with him for as long as he shall live, and as long as he shall not. He stood, allowing the child to the prize, and he saw the child struggling. First, he took the prize. Tossing it high in the air, he lifted the child up and onto his shoulders, then lifted the other child up and held him in his arm. The trophy item fell back down and directly into his free arm.**He looked to the king, and with a bowed head, spoke.* “You honor me, my king. It is more than a pleasure to follow and serve you anywhere. May my I forever be your right hand as my blade is mine, to end the foes that would risk your life, and those of this great people.” *When the king would walk away, Arthur allowed his wings to reappear, folded in, and his eyes found the crowd. His wings spread wide and he lifted his trophy high in the air with a roar of victory.* “This day! We do not only find a champion of our order, we demonstrate the reason we are not fucked with! Why we are not disrespected! Why none shall ever lay our lands to ruin, slay out fellow men, rape our wives and harm our children! we are the Knights of Casterly! we are brethren in battle and out! Our bond is greatest and shall not be broken! OUR WINGS ARE STRONG, BUT WE ARE ONLY AS STRONG AS OUR BROTHERS! FOREVER SHALL THE KNIGHTS OF CASTERLY CARRY THEMSELVES AND OUR PEOPLE AS HIGH AS HONOR!” *The crowd hooped, holared, roared and spat loud enough to shake the foundation of the place. Sir Arthur allowed the children down and let them run off to their parents. They’d have a story to tell at school the next day.**Once this was done, he spoke again, and completed their final custom of the tournament.* “NOW, MY BROTHERS! WE FLY! NOT ONLY IN THE NAME OF OURSELVES, EACH OTHER, OR OUR HOUSE…BUT TODAY WE FLY IN HONOR OF THOSE WE’VE LOST…” *His eyes fell to Sir Wayne’s tent, and sorrow seemed to fill them as they watered up and returned to the crowd. His hand flew to Majestic, drawing it from it’s sheath and he continued* “TODAY WE FLY FOR AMBROSIA! THE FLOWER OF ONE OF OUR GREATEST BRETHREN, THAT SHE AND THEIR LOVE MAY NEVER BE FORGOTTEN! FOR THE FLOWER OF CASTERLY!!!” *With that, Sir arthur leapt up and flapped his wings powerfully. without much effort, his brethren did as well, and slowly, one by one, even the men of the city and the women, holding by them their young children who had only just come to their wings, flew into the air. If one would look into the arena grounds, the courtyard, or even the castle, hardly any would be found. Wen their eyes lifted toward the heavens, they’d see a great communion of angels and Harpies, young and old, flying in a circle, all united and led by the shine of a blade, held by one of black wings. All in the name of a brother’s wife more so than themselves, for the woman who would from then on, be known as, ‘The Flower of Casterly.’*
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August 04, 2013 10:57PM

Training groundsEstelle pulled open the tent flap as Thomas and Godfrey brought Sir Wayne in from the tournament arena. His side was now truly in bad shape, and his feet were dragging along the ground, when Thomas and Godfrey helped him to a small wood stool. Thomas started to take off Sir Wayne’s boots and armoured plates, untying the leather binds, and handing each of the metal guards to Estelle, who took each piece to hang on a special wooden rack. Estelle was Ambrosia’s hand maiden, and though she herself was an angel, she cared deeply for her dear friend, Ambrosia till her death Petite with blonde hair that was braided neatly and wearing a simple emerald dress, that was one size too big, she flitted about with wide eyes at the sight of the Knight, who had truly been through the wars in his fight. Godrey was preparing the furs and cushions so that Sir Wayne could rest after he had been seen to by a physician for his injuries. The last part of the armor to be removed was the chain mail, and this is where things got tricky.”Easy does it..” Thomas said, trying to lift the heavy chain mail top up and over Sir Wayne’s head, as the Knight let out a cry of pain. The blade of Sir Arthur had sliced open a good portion of Sir Wayne’s side, the flap of skin hanging down was ripe and red from the Angel’s blood. “Not easy enough, Tom.” Estelle exclaimed, watching the Knight grit his teeth in agony. Godrey, having finished getting the Knight’s bed ready, had enough of the Knight being in such pain.”Where to gods is that physician? He should have been here by now.” Godrey said, as he went to the tent flap, to look outside for the lanky doctor. Thomas hung up the chain mail top, that was covered in blood and in a bad state of disrepair. “He probably is dealing with a few other knights that got clobbered by Sir Arthur. He did a right number on a few of the Lords. They should be doing the award ceremony soon. It should have been different.” Sir Wayne who had been trying to keep his emotions in check, glanced up at Thomas and said. “I am here, you know.” Thomas brushed his hair back in a manner that he was frustrated with the situation, for he believed that Sir Wayne should have done better….a lot better. Thomas moved to the side of Sir Wayne, and knelt down on one knee, so he could look up at his Lord. “Sir Wayne…what happened out there….truly? I seen you fight a hundred times or more. Was like you…” he cut off his words, as Wayne finished what Thomas was saying…”threw the match?…Let him strike me?…Maybe I did…but he spared me, God knows why.” Thomas creased his brow, and shook his head. “Forgive me for saying this, Sir Wayne….but she wouldn’t have wanted you to die in a sporting field…not like that.” Normally Sir Wayne would not have stood for such an insolent remark especially from his squires, but he knew that Thomas was right.”She didn’t”The words Sir Wayne said, spoke volumes, as each of his servants stopped what they were doing. All looked at Sir Wayne, with a new found fascination. “What do you mean, she didn’t?” Estelle asked, curiosity getting the better of her. Sir Wayne took off the necklace that he had been wearing, the one that Thomas had given him at the start of the match. He held the necklace, and it spun between the gripping of his fingertips.”I saw her…she came between me and Sir Arthur. Beautiful as ever. Sent down by God himself. Tis why I forfeit. It was not my time.” Sir Wayne placed the necklet back on the small table with her picture, just as the lanky Doctor entered the tent. Sir Reginald, the King’s own physician, who was dressed all in black, and had black wings folded behind him. “So…I hear we have a flesh wound in this tent. Sir Wayne…I should have known.” he said with a slight smirk, before setting down his medical kit. Sir Reginald snapped his fingers, as Estelle came to his side. “Yes M’lord?” The Doctor gave her instructions of what he needed in order to help Sir Wayne recover faster from his injuries. She bobbed a curtsy and ran to get the supplies and bandages, as Sir Reginald turned his attention back to Sir Wayne. “I advise you take a few weeks respite. OR…take a trip to the country. Either way, no more arena sports for you, is that understood?” Sir Wayne reluctantly agreed, as the physician went to work on his side. Estelle, came back to hear the pain cries as the physician worked, and almost dropped the bundle. “Can’t you get him to bite onto some wood or something?” she said, feeling just terrible for Sir Wayne. The physician turned his head to the side and said. “He’s a Knight…not some woman about to give birth. Have some respect. Men are allowed to be noisy.” Estelle wrinkled up her nose, not really liking the doctor all that much, and by the look on Sir Wayne’s face, neither did he.Image may be NSFW.
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“Just…get this over with.” Sir Wayne growled, as the physician started to do the stitching. “You know, I could do some fancy lettering stitches, give those ladies in the tavern something to read when they are being wooed.” Thomas leaned over to the Physician’s ear and said. “I..really wouldn’t say that to him, Sir Reginald….not after today.” The Doctor shrugged, and went on with the treatment while outside, the skies were filled with angels, all high on the wing, as Sir Arthur bellowed loudly;

“NOW, MY BROTHERS! WE FLY! NOT ONLY IN THE NAME OF OURSELVES, EACH OTHER, OR OUR HOUSE…BUT TODAY WE FLY IN HONOR OF THOSE WE’VE LOST…”

This brought the attention from all within the tent of Sir Wayne, who could see the spectacle from within the tent via the tent flap being pulled open. So many had joined with Sir Arthur on the wing in the air, and the booming voice carried all the way to Sir Wayne’s tent.

“TODAY WE FLY FOR AMBROSIA! THE FLOWER OF ONE OF OUR GREATEST BRETHREN, THAT SHE AND THEIR LOVE MAY NEVER BE FORGOTTEN! FOR THE FLOWER OF CASTERLY!!!”

Sir Wayne could hardly believe his own ears. Angels holding reverence to his beloved wife Ambrosia, and even going as far as to name her the Flower of Casterly. He felt the sting of tears well in his eyes, for this was the most fitting tribute, to a remarkable woman, one he doubt could ever be replaced. He turned his head, to where her picture was on the small table, surrounded by roses and you could see her smiling in the frame. This was God’s will, this is why she told him to carry on, for her memory, would live on in the hearts of all.

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August 05, 2013 02:34PM

Queen’s ChambersSoon the Queen would finally found some decent white dress, and she put it on. She called another maid to clean the mess she done with the glass. The maid wouldn’t take more than seven minutes to do that, and while she was working, Metia was sitting down on the bed, still reading her book of spells, trying her best to find something, maybe she was missing something, maybe she didn’t read it well. But this is already the eight time she reads the whole book. A servant rushed in with a letter on his hands.
“I’m sorry, your grace. But you have some letter.”
The servant bowed and quickly gave the letter to Metia.
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Metia just open it and began to read, it was about her daughter, saying that has fallen death ill, and was moved to the dark stone village. Once she read Joffrey’s name, she gripped on the letter, closed her eyes and took a deep breathe, controlling her anger. Metia had warned Selene to never trust a man so easily, yet she did, why the hell did her daughter had to be so fool on that part? But it wasn’t only her fault, Joffrey was King Brax’s son, he certainly had the same charm his father had, which would make Selene fall in, and with a few lies here and there made things more easier. Her daughter was an angel, her body was way too pure for such darkness creature, and he done something to her, or else she wouldn’t be dying and having to fight against the evilness inside her. See! This is why Metia didn’t wanted her daughter to be an angel, if she born a witch like her, none of this would have happen. But now, she was worried, and she wanted to scream at the King Brax, and make him tell her where is son is at, he couldn’t disappear like dust, he was somewhere, and Metia was going find him. She was going find him, and make him suffer, if her daughter dies, then he will have the same destiny.
Metia pushed herself from the bed, and went to the closet, she removed a dark long coat made of fur, and put it on. She gave the letter back to the servant.
“I want you to show this to my son and my husband. Then tell my son to show up in the Nightlands Castle, and tell my husband to go to the Dark Stone Village, and go find our daughter. Do it quick!”
Now we could notice anger in her voice. If she used a horse as her transport, she would take too long, so she decided to just use her ability to shape-shift.
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The Queen, rushed outside from the castle, and didn’t took long, as her body slowly started to shift into black crows as they all began to fly away, heading towards the Nightlands Castle.

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August 05, 2013 02:59PM

Training GroundsOnce she saw the crows, Calypso knew something happened. Something bad. Her white wings snapped out and she was in the air within seconds. She didn’t have time to run back into the arena. She landed gracefully but none too softly a few feet from the king, her face filled with worry, more genuine then she would have liked. “My lord, the queen has departed. I know not why.” She paused a moment. Without orders, she could not go after the queen. It would be strange. “And it may not be the best time, but I have a request, sire.” She bowed her head and kept it bowed, waiting for his answer.She knew that the king was either going to deny her request or ask her why she picked now to ask, so she used her lack of eye contact to plan carefully, without having to concentrate on what her expression looked like or how she held herself. Her wings slowly retracted, but they remained at the ready.

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August 05, 2013 06:38PM

Training groundsKing Henry was congratulating other Knights on their heroic displays, when from the air, Calypso came down, her white wings beating with majesty, and he saw that she appeared to be in a hurry to discuss matters with him. “Odd” he thought, she was supposed to be taking her leave and going back up to the castle, probably to report to the Queen about the fantastic tournament they had just been watching. Calypso’s face was etched with worry and concern, and King Henry strode over, leaving the group of Knights to their own devices. He stood before her and waited for her to speak.

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“My lord, the queen has departed. I know not why.”"What? What do you mean departed?” The King’s sea blue eyes searched the servant’s wanting answers, that she may not have had. But Calypso continued, and for some reason, she needed to ask a question that appeared unrelated.”And it may not be the best time, but I have a request, sire.”"Name your request, and I shall consider it, but I need to find out as to where my wife has gone? This is so unlike her to just up and off without telling me.”Clearly, the King was deeply disturbed, and he looked to the skies, wondering where in heaven she had gone.

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August 05, 2013 06:57PM

The ArenaCalypso shook her head. “Forgive me, my lord, I do not know where she went. I saw her in her… other… forms…” She pretended not to know how to word it, but she also knew that he would know what she was talking about. “I will send someone to-” Another servant ran up and began relaying the message that had been sent about Selene, and that the queen had asked her king to go find their daughter. Calypso brought a hand up to her mouth, feigning shock and more worry at the thought of Selene falling ill to dark forces.On the inside, though, she couldn’t care less. And just to play her part better and get an elevated chance at her “request” being attended to, she began to cough into her hand, taking a deep breath when her “fit” was done. “My lord, I regret to ask at such a time, but I believe I need to seek a healer witch in the Firemarsh. I need at least a weeks time, if not more. However, if you wish, I will remain here and wait for word from the princess or those attending to her if you wish.” She looked him in the eye with a slightly pained expression, her words a bit softer than before.

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August 05, 2013 07:21PM

Training ArenaThe King was deeply troubled that not even Calypso seemed to know what was going on, but let it slip that she had seen the Queen’s other form. Creasing his brow, the King started to wonder what she was on about, since the Queen had never displayed any other side to her, aside from the fair Queen of White, a diamond in the realm, that sparkled, and showed nothing but good to her nature.”Forgive me, my lord, I do not know where she went. I saw her in her… other… forms…”He considered questioning her by what she meant, when a messenger ran up to the King and the Queen’s servant, bowing and giving over the message from the Queen. The letter handed to the King, he turned away a moment, breaking the seal, and his eyes scanned over the scrolled lettering of Metia’s writing. The more he read, the more his face became grim. The Queen gave detail that their daughter, Selene had taken ill, and that she wished him to go to Dark Stone Village, where he should be able to find their daughter, hopefully alive. The King scrunched up the parchment, and his face became clouded, as his beautiful daughter may well have come to harm at the hands of her betrothed, Joffrey Brax. But as he plotted what he needed to do, to find his daughter, he heard Calypso ask her request.”My lord, I regret to ask at such a time, but I believe I need to seek a healer witch in the Firemarsh. I need at least a weeks time, if not more. However, if you wish, I will remain here and wait for word from the princess or those attending to her if you wish.”Image may be NSFW.
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“No..I rather you attend to your affairs, Calypso. It is best you are not dragged into what could be a war between House Casterly and the House of Brax, if what this message says is true. Take one of my Knights of your choosing with you as a guardian, and return to the Vaas lands as soon as you are able. I must prepare to take my leave. My daughter needs me.”

With that he did a quick nod of the head, then turned away, to head back up to the Castle, and ready himself to venture into the Night Lands. His greatest concern was if he attempted to march on their lands with an army to rescue his daughter, it would bring all out war. But the King being as he was, and knowing that his wife was probably in their castle, to act in aggression may see to harm befalling his beloved Metia. He would have to be careful…..and discreet.

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Shane Williamson – River Marked.

August 6, 2013, 8:11 am

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“Greed….is good.”
Status: Dead
DOB: Dec 12
Gender: Male
Species: Vampire
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Green
Homeland: Chicago
Current Residence: NH
Occupation: Lawyer..(Perfect for a Vampire)
Allies: Bankers, police, reporters
Enemies: werewolves and witches
Personality: Likes to smile, but behind it, is death. Perfectionist, witty, sarcastic, bipolar, has mood swings, unpredictable.
Likes: Fast cars, fancy restaurants, blood girls, his receptionist, Armani suits, the best of everything.
Dislikes: Hanging judges, the D.A’s office, sunlight, and vampire hunters.
Marital Status: Single
Weapons: Colt 45 revolver with silver bullets.

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Abilities: Super fast, strength of ten men, shape shift into a large Doberman, hypnotize.

History: Shane was born and raised in Chicago in the early 1900’s, and was going to law school, when he came into contact with a vampire by the name of Johanus, that was astounded by Shane’s good looks and knowledge of law and the government. Seeing that he could be useful during the daylight hours, he was turned (unwillingly), and went on to finish his law degree, as part of the coven to which Johanus ran. In the late summer of 2013, he was sent to NH, after an opening came up at the law firm, but also on a tip off from Johanus about the change in hierarchy of the coven there. Devilishly good looking, he is one to be watched…for they say that lawyers are blood suckers, but nothing comes close to Shane Williamson.

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Harroway Village – The Blood of Kings.

August 6, 2013, 4:01 pm

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[RP] Harroway Village (In the Night Lands)

August 06, 2013 10:07AM

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Harroway is the Village in the Night Lands and it is under the control of King Brandon. The village is built upon a tall moutian and is almost unpenetrable, making it one of the safest places in Eranor. The weather is mostly wind and rain, although there is the out bout of snow in the Winter. Harroways main export is Linen, wood and a dark red wine that is much sought after in Eranor.

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August 06, 2013 11:54AM

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Imogene made it to the village in lightening time. Stepping up to the inn, she saw that King Henry was already there. She walked past him quickly unnoticed, as vampires were quite adept at being sneaky. Walking up stairs, she recognized the plump servant Rhonda sitting beside Selene. Walking up to the princess, she demanded “Any improvements?”Rhonda looked up at her with guarded eyes and whispered “None.” She held only loyalty to Queen Rose and refused to acknowledge Imogene as anything but another servant. “She calls for Joffrey often and is having difficulties dealing with the darkness within her. Perhaps if the prince were able to soothe her, her body would stop trying to reject the child and she could live.”Imogene ignored the fact that Rhonda didn’t pay the proper respects but looked down at the princess. Selene was covered in sweat and her skin was a deathly grey. Frowning, she looked back at Rhonda. “Then Joffrey simply must be found. Keep a watch on her, I must go do damage control to the king.” Rhonda nodded and Imogene turned on her heels and rushed down the stairs. Smiling gently to King Henry, she dropped into an elegant curtsy and spoke like a well-respected lady. “Your grace…I trust you are here to inquire about your daughter.” She allowed a sad frown to grace her lips as she continued“Her body is rejecting the demon seed within her, and she speaks only of her fiance. I am afraid that if he does not help to quell the angel, she will die.” Stepping closer, she looked up at him with fake caring eyes “Perhaps a visit from her father could help, though? She is upstairs, the last door on the left. Best of luck, your grace.” Imogene dropped into another curtsy and allowed room for the king to pass should he choose to visit Selene.

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August 06, 2013 03:59PM

Harroway Village InnKing Henry had not yet removed the black hood that covered his golden hair, but Imogene must have been up to speed on who the King was, perhaps by his godly aura, or his crystaline blue eyes. He had been standing in the foyer of the Inn for some time, as the other patrons went about their business, drinking mead and sharing in a tale or two of the Night Lands folklore.Image may be NSFW.
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As Imogene approached, she regarded Henry as you should a King, and dropped into an elegant curtsey, before rising and her tone was that of refinement.

“Your grace…I trust you are here to inquire about your daughter.”

“Why yes. You have seen her? Is she here?” He asked, his eyes filled with the pain for his beloved daughter’s illness.

“Her body is rejecting the demon seed within her, and she speaks only of her fiance. I am afraid that if he does not help to quell the angel, she will die.”

The shock of what Imogene was actually saying, hit King Henry hard. “But she is a virgin..” he said, just above a whisper, then realized the demon prince had somehow managed to woo her and take her virgin flower. Imogene clearly expressed that Selene only wished for her fiance’ , by calling his name and that if he doesn’t come visit, she may well die. The King reached to grip his sword, in a shocking move, that you could only expect from a father that felt a man had hurt his daughter so.

“Why did my wife ever agree to such a marriage between demon and angel kind? Look at this mess. I shall find him myself after I visit with my Selene, and then deal with him myself.” The King said, in a voice that was now raised, his emotion starting to cloud his judgement.

Imogene, was careful in the words she chose to ask the King;

“Perhaps a visit from her father could help, though? She is upstairs, the last door on the left. Best of luck, your grace.”

“Yes…I will go see her right now. And I thank you, for everything.” He placed his hand upon her shoulder, then went to go up the stairs, where he would find his daughter, deathly ill.

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August 06, 2013 06:03PM

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Imogene smiled slightly as the king touched her shoulder, turning her head to look over as he walked up the stairs. Turning back towards the innkeeper, she murmured “Show me your kitchen…” It was time to come up with a tonic that would make the princess strong enough to at least return to the castle. Picking up her skirts, she followed the innkeeper with a sinister smile. She would make sure that child survived.

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The fever was not breaking, and Selene was in a middle of one of her fits as her father walked up the stairs. There were red bloody claw marks running up and down her arms as she gripped her arms, dragging them up and down slowly as she murmured incoherently to herself. Rhonda was in the corner looking horrified. The servant had tried her best to stop the princess from doing harm upon herself, but she was cast into the corner and had a bloody cloth held to the wound. Selene rocked back and forth as she tried to make sense of the horrors in her mind. Joffrey. Joffrey as a demon casting things at her, stomping around, flames in his eyes and surrounding him. She felt so warm it was as if he was in the room lighting her on fire. Suddenly, a pain shot through her body starting from a pit in her stomach. Screaming, she clutched her stomach and fell back on the bed. Sobbing pitifully, her legs curled up against her as she began to writhe around in pain.

Rhonda whimpered and walked up to her carefully, grabbing a fresh cloth and soaking it in water. Dabbing the princess’s eyes, she began to sing softly. The singing seemed to calm Selene down, but she still trembled and began clutching her arms again with fresh claws. “He won’t come….he won’t….Joffrey…” She sat up again suddenly and grabbed Rhonda. Squeezing her wrists so hard she cut the poor servant, she hissed in a deep voice that was not her own “Keep him…away…from…me…”Freeing one of her hands, she clutched her stomach “This is mine…he is mine!” Rhonda could only stare horrified at the princess.

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Imogene finished with the tonic and rushed up the stairs. She could sense that the princess was having a meltdown and she wanted Henry to have the tonic to keep her calm enough for her to recognize her father. Dropping into another low curtsy, she smiled at him slightly and pressed the tonic into his hand. “To help with the demon spawn.” Nodding encouragingly, she turned and walked back down the stairs.

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August 06, 2013 08:06PM

Harroway Village Inn- Selene’s Room

King Henry stood in the door way of Selene’s room, and watched on the scene that was playing out, with a horrified expression. The damage that Selene had inflicted upon herself, and the poor woman who was trying to bring comfort to her. It was as though the devil had placed puppet strings upon his daughter Selene, and was making her dance to his twisted tune of evil. Clearly she was possessed by dark forces, and he could only imagine what had caused this. Naturally, it all came back to one thing. That her daughter, so holy and good an angel, had lay with the demon spawn of the House of Brax and now…was pregnant. That in itself seemed to be ridiculous to even contemplate, but the way she behaved…she was carrying something within her belly.

He took a step inside the door, the floor boards creaked as his boot pressed down with his weight. His face was ashen, as he heard his daughter speak with a voice he did not recognize.

“Keep him…away…from…me…”

“Selene….sweetheart, its your Father.” King Henry said, feeling sick from the aura of evil that his daughter was giving off.

“Please…don’t give into it. Fight it with all your worth. You are an angel. One of God’s favored. Don’t let it consume you.”

His words were said as he used his hands, both palms up in a manner to try and get her to calm, his wings starting to open out behind him, just as Imogene entered the room, and saw what was happening. She handed the King a chalice of tonic and said. “To help with the demon spawn.” King Henry looked at the broth, and then nodded, willing to try anything to get her to be rid of the demon that was growing inside of her. He came up alongside the bed, and held the chalice out to her.

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“Selene…I need you to drink this. It will help you.” Question was….would it?

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Night Lands Castle (11) – The Blood of Kings.

August 6, 2013, 4:29 pm

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August 06, 2013 11:39AM

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Imogene watched with the smallest of smiles as Queen Rose entered the throne room. She stepped back so she could get by, ignoring her drunk comment. The bitch was a mess in Imogene’s eyes. Oh how she hated Rose. Not to worry…if she bide her time long enough, she would be gone. What was worse was that Imogene had respect for the queen. No doubt she would prove to be difficult.Her eyes looked to the front as Queen Metia stormed in and declared that Selene was deathly ill. Frowning immediately, the vampire watched in silence. Someone had gotten to the princess first? Keeping calm, she tried not to show any emotion on her face. A servant rushed up behind Imogene and whispered frantically in her ears “M’lady (Imogene had already demanded respect of the other servants), I have news on Selene!”Frowning, Imogene snapped “And?”Squeaking, the servant continued “The word is that she and Joffrey shared relations! He was seen storming off after as…you know…and She was seen NAKED in her angel form returning to her room. She was then rushed out and sent to the village. A doctor has seen her and says that the broken-heart is merely a symptom now…she is pregnant with a demon seed and her pure angelic body is trying to fight the darkness off as a foreign substance.”Imogene took this all in before turning to her “How can they tell she is pregnant so soon?”

“M’lady…she is an angel and he is a demon. Practically demi-gods. Who knows how long the gestation period will even last. It is quite apparent that she is caring a hellspawn.”

Nodding, Imogene sent the servant off and looked up again. She could not let Selene die. Selene was her pawn to keeping Joffrey in line when she became queen. Dipping into a bow, she paid her farewells to the king and queen and disappeared out the throne room and castle doors to head into the village.

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August 06, 2013 04:25PM

Night Lands Castle – Joffrey’s ChambersNanny had heard the news about how Joffrey had taken the angel’s virgin flower, and then after a huge fight, left the castle to go brood on some nearby mountain top. He was prone to these aggressive flights, when he didn’t get his way, as a younger demon, however, there was something different about what had occurred. Nanny had known, the struggle within Joffrey in admitting to himself, that he loved Selene, and clearly he had tried to curb his wicked ways, in order to prove to Selene he could be a better man for her.As she walked slowly around his chambers, picking up the bits of clothing, he then saw the smashed pieces of the vase that he had thrown in a fit of rage at Selene. She knelt down and started to pick each piece up, and noted there was no blood on it. If he had thrown it at her, it would have hit her if he was truly enraged and full of hate.Image may be NSFW.
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“Oh Joffrey…what have you done?” Nanny whispered, rising to her feet, and looking out of his broken window, only to see the flames that were coming from the nearest mountain top, along with the roar of a demon in rage. She stood at the window looking forlorn, probably the only person other than Selene who loved Joffrey. For all his bad antics, deep down he was capable of being so much more.Mountain top near Night Lands Castle

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Up high on the mountain, Joffrey had been pacing back and forth, in his full demon appearance, a ball of fire that bounced in his hand, still in rage at himself, and that of Selene. “She….used me. No…yes…she did. She….USED ME!” He hurled a fire ball at a passing vulture, and the ball of flame practically cooked the bird while it was in the sky, causing the charcoal mess to spiral to the ground. “How did that happen? I did everything right….I did….And she accused me of the lies of the servants. Yes…so I broke some dumb tart’s nose. SHE DESERVED IT!” Another fire ball appeared in his hand, and he was now getting wild eyed, as he hurled it at another wayward vulture. It was true to say that Joffrey was an excellent shot when angry. A second cooked vulture fell from the sky and landed at his feet. Joffrey sat down and tore off a cooked vulture wing and started to eat it, tears welling in his eyes.

“I never knew love could hurt you…” He said sadly, breaking off the vulture’s head and starting to bite into it. Turns out cooked vulture was comfort food for demons.

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August 07, 2013 05:39AM

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The Queen was waiting for the King’s replay and not from the Queen Rose, but of course she knew she wouldn’t remain shut about the matter. It was hatred placed between the both of them, even tho Metia hated almost everybody and everything, what so ever so. But this matter was about her daughter, and the way she was dying. Despite being so evil, Metia still had her maternal side, and people say to never face a mother whenever she’s angry and is protecting their children. Its the same with animals, you shall never step closer to the babies from some bear, or else the mother will show up and kill you.
“Selene was extremely fine when she left the castle this morning. Which meant something happen on those hours, that your grace was busy and didn’t checked on your son one more time, just for make sure everything was going fine.”
Metia said, frowning slightly, as she rose her chin, staring at Rose.
“I just want to find your son, for him to explain me what in hell had happen between him and the princess. No harm needs to be done, I doubt our kingdoms will want some war, right?”
While saying this words, Metia noticed some servant getting closer to the woman that was besides the King, maybe she was some Lady due the respect the servant held towards her. But that wasn’t the important part, Metia heard what they was talking about. A demon getting her pure daughter pregnant? She wanted Joffrey to marry Selene so Selene would start to change, but she never wanted this prince to get her daughter pregnant so soon. They aren’t even married! As she heard the words, she clenched her fists, trying to keep the anger inside her, due having long nails, she only harmed herself, by digging her nails into her own skin, but only on her left hand, since her right hand had a bandage wrapped around it, due the mess she did back in her castle with the glass of wine.
She watched the woman leaving, and her eyes went back to Rose.
“How dare your son to do something like that? Where is he?!”
Metia was losing her temper, and if she keep in here taking things slow and calm, her daughter life would end soon. The moment she asked, her eyes scanned around, seeing through the huge windows that was in the throne room, she could see flames coming from a mountain wondering what in hell was that, but then she began to feel the evil forces that was being sent from there, that could only be Joffrey’s demon. Metia didn’t wasted more words with the Queen Rose, she just shifted back into dozen of dark crows, and broke the windows from the Throne Room, flying at high speed towards the mountains.Mountain top near Night Lands CastleJoffrey was basically in his demon form, and he was attacking birds around, the two animals that he hurt, was basically one of the crows that Metia shifted into, luckily for her, that only left a small scratch upon her cheek, and ripped abit of the sleeve from her dress.
The crows could finally land safely behind Joffrey, and they was getting themselves together into a female figure, which was Metia. She looked at Joffrey eating like an animal, this prince would pay if he won’t go see her daughter right now, its because of him that she’s dying. She will need his support, even if he likes it or not. Metia will force him to go.
“What did you do to my daughter?! She’s dying and its your fault!”
Metia shouted, but staying steps away from Joffrey, staring at him, if he pulled out any dare move, she would do the same. She was keeping anger inside her, if you think she’s mad right now, you’ve never seen her mad before. But since she was trying to not show too much evilness, the anger was locked inside her, and against her will, flames started to appear around her body, not burning her skin, because that’s her magic, protecting her, and ready to attack.

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August 07, 2013 07:25AM

Mountain Top near Night Lands CastleThey often say that the acorn doesn’t fall far from the tree, and as Joffrey was to discover, the madness of the daughter Selene the angel Princess, got her mood swings from her Mother, the Queen Metia. Now, Joffrey had heard only the odd rants from his mother, Rose about the thoughts of Queen Metia, and they weren’t very pleasant ones. In fact, Joffrey found it surprising that Rose would even go as far to call another Queen a Bitch, considering she was in fact…a large dog herself. But back to the story.Joffrey had been chewing on the head of what he thought was bbq buzzard, when it really was one of Metia’s crows. The Queen used this mode of transportation, and it was effective, unless of course your future son in law was eating them like KFC hot wings. The shrill screech of the enraged Queen came from behind him,as he sit on the snow laden cliff edge.”What did you do to my daughter?! She’s dying and its your fault!”

The demon prince, who was in all his majestic flaming red glory, flapped his wings, and then snarled, as he spat out the bird’s eyeball,and rose to standing. Turning around, the hulking demon looked down on the angry Queen of the Casterlys. the right side of his mouth twitched, showing off blooded canines and the odd black feather.

“I told her…to go back to her Kingdom. You must be the Mother everyone has spoken about. I can see where the Princess gets her looks from.” He was still very angry, so for him to say this, was a tad unusual, but of course, he wasn’t finished.

“She..was perfectly fine when I left her. Naked…but fine. Satisfied sexually…but fine. I think your lying. She can’t be dying….and it sure as hell isn’t MY FAULT!”

But the Queen kept her distance, and then…something bizarre happened. She seemed to be able to control the very flames of anger….and this had him wonder for a moment. What kind of angel, bursts into flame? Joffrey’s chest rose and fell sharply, as he clenched his fists and they erupted in flames, that raced up his arms. The fury inside of him was building…the intensity of the flames was reaching dangerous levels to be around.

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“I…don’t think you are quite the Angelic Queen you seem to be. How can something pure like Selene, come from one that .catches fire like that?” He got the point she was mad, very mad, but so was he. “You arranged this union….you knew I was demon…why send an angel to wed, when you KNEW that she would lay with me?” The jigsaw pieces all started to fall into place, and he was about to take a swing at her, when he said:

“I LOVE YOUR DAUGHTER…DON’T YOU DARE THINK I WOULD EVER WANT TO HARM HER. BUT I WON’T BE TOLD ITS MY FAULT SHE IS DYING…WHEN YOU SENT HER TO WED ME!”

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Mountain Top near Night Lands CastleMetia couldn’t believe that this prince was actually eating a part of her skin, luckily for her it wasn’t that much, but it still didn’t stopped being disgusting. God, couldn’t evil people be less disgusting? She wasn’t like that, well, she had her moments, specially when she was running out of her power, that she would get extremely skinny, and her hair weaker. But this wasn’t about her now, it was about her angelic daughter and this demon prince.
When Metia thought this was actually going to be some serious and dangerous meeting, Joffrey began to talk about Metia’s looks, oh god seriously? She wasn’t here for talk about that? But like she says, her beauty is her power, and its something that she shall never lose. Once Joffrey began to talk about the way he left her daughter, that only made her anger grow higher, and so would the flames around her body, that now was slowly starting to burn her skin, this wouldn’t be a problem, since later she could use a spell on herself to heal the all burning marks and leave no scar. It was also getting extremely hot around here, due her flames and Joffrey’s as well. This was basically two demons facing against each other.
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“My daughter born with my husband’s race, an Angel. I’m a witch.”
She told him just for clear things here, she didn’t wanted people to mistake her as an angel, because that’s something she’s far from. She just plays being the good witch, and never use her magic around, only when its needed, and of course, her dark magic is something she never showed to anybody, that would just bring her thousand of problems. She allowed the demon to rage, but she noticed how dangerously closer he was getting and that in a matter of seconds he was about to take a swing at her, so that made her protect herself, by make some kind of flame wall appear in front of her, just for give her enough time, to take another few steps away from Joffrey. She wanted to hurt this prince, badly, have his blood on her hands, but if she done such thing, it will bring problems to her kingdom, let’s see how long she will care about her kingdom.
“You harmed her in some kind of way!I just found out that you left her pregnant!! Her body is rejecting the demon seed in her, because you aren’t there for her! You rejected her in some kind of way. You’re already grown up enough to know what its right and wrong. You two aren’t even married!!”
Metia shouted. She wouldn’t make herself think it was her fault that her daughter was dying, she couldn’t allow herself getting sentimental, it was Joffrey’s fault, and her daughter’s fault as well, Metia warned her about never trust a man so easily, they aren’t creatures we shall trust, wise women know that. But then it was also Metia’s fault for allow this marriage to happen, she just didn’t wanted her daughter to be like her father, all pure, she wanted to turn her more evil, and her son too. Ugh, raising children was troublesome, she could have always kill her children while they was in her womb, but she had to keep up with her acting and please the King Henry.
“Like it or not, she needs you, and you will go there to be with her!”
Metia was losing her patient, and since her evil side was taking more over her, she was having that short-temper of hers. In a matter of seconds, she placed her hands in front of her, facing at each other, as a ball of dark color was forming, it looked like black flames, and she would throw it at Joffrey if he dared to come closer, or if he didn’t collaborate.

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August 07, 2013 09:04AM

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Things were getting really hot on that mountain top. Joffrey’s rage was not abating, and the Queen, well she certainly didn’t like being told that this was partly her fault. Joffrey had clued in that there was no way she could be some goody two shoes angel, and in fact now her skin was on fire, it was a dead set certainty. In an effort to get him to stay back, she threw up a wall of fire, which, he could just walk through, if he wanted, as it was his element after all. But the Queen’s words, were starting to make strikes against him, even if he could argue some of what she was saying.

“You harmed her in some kind of way!I just found out that you left her pregnant!! Her body is rejecting the demon seed in her, because you aren’t there for her! You rejected her in some kind of way. You’re already grown up enough to know what its right and wrong. You two aren’t even married!!”

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His jaw nearly hit the floor, when she said that he got her pregnant. Truth was he didn’t even ejaculate inside of her (which he was disappointed about). Now, the Queen is shouting that she got pregnant. Joffrey shook his head, finding this all a bit much to swallow. He started to lower his fists, when the Queen mentioned that she had a demon spawn inside of her, and she was dying cause he wasn’t there.

“Being married or not, had nothing to do with having sex. And not only that…SHE BEGGED ME TO MAKE LOVE TO HER.”

This was true, but if the Queen believed it or not was another thing. Joffrey hadn’t intended to hurt her, in fact it was quite the opposite. All this yelling and fire, and the thoughts of Selene dying, started to take its toll on the young demon. He couldn’t dare let the Queen see this side of him, and he turned away from her, even though she had the flaming black ball.

“Like it or not, she needs you, and you will go there to be with her!”

The final sentence, and something inside of Joffrey, started to beat. Perhaps it was his heart. He opened his wings majestically, and then took off from the side of the mountain, heading down to the small village at the foot of the castle to find Selene. Not because the Queen threatened him, but he realized the truth. Selene needed him.

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Vaas Plain Castle (9) – The Blood of Kings.

August 6, 2013, 5:30 pm

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August 06, 2013 05:28PM

Training Grounds

Within Sir Wayne’s tent, Estelle was fussing about, getting the Knight’s bedding ready, when one of the servants from the castle, stood in the tent flap opening and brought his fist up to his mouth, coughing in order to get the group’s attention. Sir Arthur looked up as Estelle glanced over her shoulder, arranging the furs. Thomas followed the servant into the tent, and was hanging up the chain mail that he had been working on, when the servant uttered;

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“Forgive the intrusion, but the King has given order that Sir Wayne is to accompany Calypso, to the lands of Firemarsh with haste.” The servant could see that the knight had just been bandaged by the physician, and bit his lip, not liking having to give such an announcement to a man that had only just finished the sparring match with Sir Arthur.

“What? Can you not see that Sir Wayne is recovering. Why would the King make such demands?” Estelle asked, getting clearly annoyed that Sir Wayne would be told to go, and not one of the other Knights in better condition.

“I am but the messenger…don’t shoot me down. Just doing my duty.” the messenger said, growing uneasy as Godfrey entered the tent and handed Sir Wayne a bowl of stew. He looked back at the messenger, who had beads of sweat on his brow. The last thing he wanted to do was disobey the commands of the King, even though it was Calypso who gave the order.

“Can’t she wait till dawn. Give him a bit of rest.” Godfrey said, folding his large arms and clearly displeased with the request.

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“I am here, you know.” Sir Wayne said, taking a spoon full of the stew and swallowing it down. He cleared his throat and said “Tell Calypso to meet me at the stables of the court, in about thirty minutes. My servants will get my horse and kit ready.” Sir Wayne then continued eating, as the others all sighed, and started to pack up his belongings, but you could hear Estelle muttering under her breath…something about a female dog.

Having finished his meal, he handed the empty bowl to Godfrey, and offered a weak smile. “I don’t know where you get half the ingredients, but your food is one thing I am going to miss on this trip.” Godfrey took the empty bowl and spoon, and appeared all bashful, which looked comical on the chubby fellow. “You honor me, M’lord.” Estelled had rolled up his furs, and packed his bag, taking it out to the horse, where Thomas was fixing the saddle, and sighing.

“I don’t think he should be going. But he is a grown man, and has his destiny. Who are we to tell him what he can and can’t do?’

“I have a right mind to go up to that castle and give that…what’s her name a good…” Estelle muttered the next few words, as she harnessed the knight’s kit on the saddle. Thomas patted her back, and then both turned as Sir Wayne emerged from his tent.

“You all stay here, use my tent and keep the fire burning. I hope to be back in a week. All well. Besides, what can possibly happen on a trip with a woman?”

Thomas’s eyes rose up to the sky, while Estelle made a hmmph sound and stormed back into the tent.

Castle stables

Riding up the cobble stone path that led into the courtyard, Sir Wayne could already see that Calypso’s servant had prepared her horse for the journey. For whatever reason she needed to go, she was in a god awful hurry, and as it was so late, he could see that many of the torches were burning, as the sun no longer offered its light. Dinner had come and gone, and the lonely sound of an owl hooting, added to the din of the sound of horse’s hooves clip clopping along the uneven path.

Coming to a stop, he dismounted, and walked around to the head of his horse, and offered it a small treat from his pocket, while rubbing his hand up and down its muzzle. He kept his eyes fixed on the door that Calypso should come out of….and waited.

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August 6, 2013, 6:05 pm

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[RP] Law firm

August 01, 2013 10:59AM

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August 06, 2013 06:03PM

Shane Williamson’s office

From behind the frosted glass wall of Shane’s office, you could see the night lights were burning bright, as Shane had decided to do most of his unpacking into the new office, while the rest of the staff were finished for the day. He had cut a deal with the night watchman, that allowed him to use the whole office floor and then would lock up when he had finished. Already having walked past Galtem’s office with a gleeful smirk, he found his own office to be spacious and with opulent fittings, that came with a partner in the firm.

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The office blended well with the rest of the law firms interior design, and was a comfortable setting, in which Shane could practice law. Shane had just finished placing out his trophies and awards, for the service he had done for other law firms, he looked around and inhaled sharply, placing his hands on his hips, and a cheeky grin.

“Oh what cases will be thrown at me first. Or will I have to fight Galtem for them. Hmm….maybe he is too busy with his social life to worry about making it big.” He brought down his hands onto the edge of the desk, and licked his lips, feeling that insatiable hunger he always did this time of night.

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“Right…might go see how things taste….down at the local bar. Should I go for a red…or a white platinum?” he tapped his lip as he thought. You would think he was talking about wines….when he was actually talking about women, that he might drink from.

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Rapunzel – Real Housewives of Hollywood Cartoons.

August 6, 2013, 10:53 pm

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Blonde, blue-eyed heroine Rapunzel was single-handedly the one woman who saved her kingdom when she defeated the woman who stole her from her parents when she was a baby. She met Eugene when he stumbled upon her tower and it was Hate At 1st Sight. But since then, she and Eugene have been married for almost 5 years. No kids yet, not for lack of trying. She’s good friends with Cinderella and Aurora.

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Eugene sat up in the couple’s marital bed, reading the Times magazine, with his glasses falling down the bridge of his nose, when he noticed an egg time on his side of the bed. He reached over and picked it up, looking at it oddly.

“Hunny? Why is there an egg time on my side of the bed? Since when did we start cooking in here? Or are you going to start timing my performance?”

From within the bathroom, you could hear Rapunzel, brushing her long golden locks. She heard Eugene and sung out merrily;

“One thousand four hundred and nintey four…One thousand four hundred and ninety five…oh thats to let me know when I am ovulating, Eugene. I am trying to time it in, so I know when we can have sexy time.”

Eugene dropped his magazine and gripped the bridge of his nose.

“Why can’t we be like normal couples? Use porn, and…you not wear anything but your hair down? You know I love to feel it flowing across me.”

“One thousand four hundred and ninety six…One thousand four hundred and ninety seven…cause we been at this for five years and no baby. I want a baby”

He was getting frustrated with her, it was clear, but as she answered him, things were about to get interesting.

“Rapunzel…be reasonable about this…”

“One thousand four hundred and ninety eight…one thousand four hundred and ninety nine….but the doctor said this was a sure fire way…and you know what he said to Cinderella…she..*DING!*…Sexy time!”

Rapunzel came running out of the bathroom, in her mickey mouse t shirt nightie and jumped on top of her husband, with her hair all practically covering half the bed.

“Top or bottom?”

“Ehhh.”

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The Bianchi Family Manor – Rosas Spinis.

August 8, 2013, 2:20 am

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August 06, 2013 06:31PM

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August 08, 2013 01:34AM

Johnathon’s bedroom – First floor

The black curtains hung loosely across the etched glass panels of the cathedral style window frames, keeping the first rays of morning light out of Jonathon’s bedroom. In the centre of the room, a king sized bed, with turned ends that supported a frame work, from which stiff black cotton fabric hung from, to create a sombre atmosphere. Hidden well beneath the folds of cotton sheets and a woollen throw, Johnathon slept, though his mouth was agape and a small line of drool was dripping upon his pillow. The Doctor had been up most of the night, due to a call out for a murder investigation. The daughter of an aristocrat, found bludgeoned in a dingy alley way, just a few blocks from Mayfair. For the police, it was a gruesome discovery. Savaged by what can be best described as a monster, the woman’s chest and stomach had been cut open, possibly by some sort of scalpel, and her vital organs removed, leaving only her intestines, that were draped across the lower half of her torso. The girl had a pretty face, though in her final moments, the frenzied attack must have had her terrified, for the eyes showing the pupils dilated and it was a sad moment, when he passed his hand over her eyes to close them for the final time. These sickening scenes had been occurring more frequently of late, and Johnathon felt there was more to the rumours, that this was the act of some sick follower of a satanic cult. Usually, it was the inner town prostitutes that were his target, but this girl was from an upstanding family, and found miles from home. It would be a certainty that the detectives would be looking into this case, for the family who had been notified by the Chief of Police, would offer a handsome reward for information leading to the capture of the perpetrator.

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A light knock at the oak door would have no response from the sleeping Doctor. The shuffle of heeled shoes is heard, then the handle turns, as the Maid Milly, pokes her head in, to see the Doctor is still sleeping. Milly sighs, knowing how the Doctor had probably only had three hours sleep, if that. Creeping over, she stood at the edge of his bed with her brow furrowing, and she wrung her hands with worry. From downstairs, you could hear the tell tale sounds of Mrs Peabody, giving the cook a hard time, since she was being made to wait to see the Doctor for one of her usual unscheduled appointments. Mrs Peabody liked to think of herself as Johnathon’s best patient. Truth was she favoured his good looks, and always came up with new and interesting reasons for why she was feeling ill all the time.

“The cock has long since crowed, and I need more pills. I have been waiting a good ten minutes, and I expect Doctor Bianchi to be able to see me immediately. I am one of his longest standing patients, Mrs Marsh.”

Mrs Marsh was the house cook, and she was already stirring the morning porridge, rolling her eyes, as she heard Mrs Peabody singing out from the foyer.
“He be down when he is good and ready. Doctor was out most of the night on police business, so you be kind to sit and wait. Young Milly has already gone up to wake him.”

Mrs Peabody made a light hmph sound, snapping open her fan and waving it vigorously.

Upstairs, the young Maid decided it best to open the curtains, and then let the morning sun do its trick. It was of course, an overcast day with the chances of rain. All the more reason that one would want to stay in bed. The sound of the rustling of the curtain fabric and the shuffle of Milly’s shoes along the tapestry rug, had Johnathon open an eyelid and stare directly at the young Maid, who had her back to him, humming softly to herself one of the latest songs from the music hall.

“You don’t normally come in and open the curtains if I have had an all nighter, Milly.”

The Doctor’s voice was gruff sounding, due to the fact he was just waking up. Milly turned sharply and made a light bob, gripping the edges of her long skirt to show respect to the Good Doctor.

“Morning Doctor Bianchi. I am so sorry, but Mrs Peabody is here, and demanding an appointment with you at once. I fear she is terribly ill.” Milly’s voice was full of real concern for Mrs Peabody, little did she know however, that the woman was more of a stalker than a real patient. Johnathon slowly eased himself up into sitting, with the sheet falling away to reveal his bare torso. He smiled and folded his arms saying;

“And she was terribly ill last week, and the week before that and the week before that.”

“Oh the poor woman, Doctor. She is so lucky to have you as her physician.”

Johnathon found amusement in the fact that Maid Milly was so innocent to the natures of his patients, but being that he himself had his own secrets, he was not about to spoil the illusion.
“Isn’t she just? Oh well, guess I better get up anyways. I imagine that Cookie is already making porridge, though I would rather a black tea.”

“Yes Doctor Bianchi. Shall I have a tray brought to your office when you are dressed?”

Johnathon threw back the covers and stepped out of his bed, into his comfortable slippers and stretched, showing off the black tattoo on his back, that was of two wings. Maid Milly tried to hide her embarrassment, finding him to be terribly attractive. The Doctor strode over to his closet and opened the doors, pulling out a day suit, and shirt, with suspenders, and laid them on the bed, ready to dress himself.

“Tell Mrs Peabody, I will be right down, and a tea tray is a capital idea. Pretty sure I am going to need it.”

Maid Milly dropped another curtsey, and headed out of the room, closing the door behind her with a light click. Johnathon stood and stared at his reflection. He hadn’t shaved for a week and his hair was a scruffy mop of brown curls. Yet, this was how he liked to look. Not all angels were like those painted by Michelangelo.

Doctor Bianchi’s office – Ground floor.

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Johnathon sat behind his desk, going over the latest case files on the serial killer that had been terrorising the area, as Mrs Peabody was talking in depth about her illness. For every sentence she finished, Johnathon would insert an “mhm or hmm”, so she was of the understanding that he was in fact listening.

“I keep telling Mister Peabody, that the nights that he is away, I am fraught with depression, mood swings, hot flushes, and what is worse is the staff tell me I have a terrible temper. Can you imagine that, Doctor Bianchi?”

“Mhm..”

“I truly don’t know what is wrong with me. I fear it is the start of some sort of madness. What is worse, I heard Mrs Cumberland was carted off to one of those Asylums, after she was seen parading around the street in just her undergarments. It was quite shocking. Mrs Rivers said that Mrs Cumberland even did a cartwheel in front of the Constable.”

“Hmm.”

“Oh please tell me Doctor…I am at my wits end. I just don’t know how I can go on like this.” At this point, Mrs Peabody took out her cotton handkerchief, and started to dab under her eyes. The woman was putting on quite the performance, and finally Doctor Bianchi looked up from his files, as his glasses slid down the bridge of his nose.

“You have hysteria, Mrs Peabody.”Mrs Peabody sat there like a stunned mullet, the handkerchief that she had been holding, slipped from between her fingers, and landed on the floor. She was no fool and knew perfectly well what he meant by that statement. She showed a weak smile, moving forward in her seat.

“Can you cure me, Doctor?”

“”I’d say about, oh, ten minutes or so after a specialized treatment, and you should be set for a few weeks at least. That or until Mister Peabody pleasures you again in your bedroom.”

Mrs Peabody’s cheeks showed the darkest shade of crimson, that you ever did see. She even took out her fan and waved it in front of her face, clearly suffering from another hot flush.

“Oh Doctor, I would be most grateful.”

Clearly she was eager to experience this treatment, and started to bounce in her seat. Her enthusiasm was troubling, but not to the Doctor, who had to deal with worse situations than this.

“If you would be so kind as to go mount the table in the small observation room to the back of the office, and place your feet in the braces, I shall scrub up and be right in.”Doctor Bianchi waited to see how long it would take for her to get off her chair, and head for the door. Had he had a stop watch, she might have broken the record for the fastest human on land. He showed a smile that had her feeling at ease and she vanished into the observation room, as Doctor Bianchi again held up one of the files on his desk.

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“I do believe I am going to have to call the council in on this case.” Johnathon thought to himself, as Mrs Peabody sung out;

“I’m ready, Doctor Bianchi.”

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August 8, 2013, 6:53 am

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August 01, 2013 10:32AM

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August 08, 2013 06:50AM

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Being new to town, Shane decided rather than drive around looking for a decent place to drink, he would stroll down the local boulevard, to the bars along the strip. He walked with a confident air, the night had out its stars in the sky, but also an abundance of office girls and groups of women, heading out to celebrate everything from an upcoming wedding, to a birthday party. Shane could smell the scent of french perfumes, and the long legged lovelies, with clutch purses in hand, or texting some poor sap with an excuse of why they were going to be out all night. All the modern technology was rather unsettling for Shane, and the obsession by some women to carry around those smart phones, and basically tune out whilst in a group had him stumped. But it was one thing about the nature of women that he did find consistent over the years. Get them to talk about themselves, and you basically end up with a one way invitation into their apartments, then sometimes, even their beds.

It didn’t take Shane long to find a bar, that was a popular place, by the line up of people that wanted to get in. The bouncers of course, we being extra vigilant in checking I.D’s after the place got fined for serving minors. But on the flip side, it did give Shane a chance to check out the local talent. Blonde, redheads, brunettes. So many choices makes it hard for a man, let alone a vampire.

Finally making it past the burly bouncers, he casually wanders inside. His top button on his collar undone, so he appeared more casual and not stiff as though he would dare wear a tie in a place like this. The centre piece of the establishment, a long bar, decorated with fluorescent lighting, that illuminated behind the many colorful bottles of spirits and liquors.

Shane took a seat at the bar, then raised a finger to the barman, for a glass of beer. When it was placed down on its coaster, he simply toyed with it, giving the other punters a smile, whilst waiting for the right lady to buy a drink for.

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August 8, 2013, 8:00 am

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August 08, 2013 07:14AM

Doctor Bianchi’s Office- Ground Floor

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Levi rushed home through the rain, the front door to the manor opening as servants waited to attend them. He gave them both a gracious smile and a polite nod of the head as he passed his coat and top hat off. “Please tell me, lovely ladies, where I might find my father?” They sent him in the direction of his office, and Levi could not hold back his grimace. “Don’t tell me…Mrs. Peabody.” The servants gave the angel a humorous smile in response and offered him some tea. “Thank you, darlings. This should do the trick.” Giving them a low bow, the servants burst into a fit of giggles and rushed to the kitchen. Straightening up, Levi chuckled and took his tea to his father’s office.Knocking on the door once, he pushed it open and stepped inside. He had no idea what on earth he would have to do to appease that wretched woman, but Levi knew his father was becoming very creative in his procedures. Looking around for him, he had not a clue as to where he was until he heard Mrs. Peabody’s voice. Following it into the observation room, he popped his head in. Seeing his father, he smiled slightly and stepped up to the table. “Hello father…lovely day, isn’t it?” He gave Mrs. Peabody a small smile before looking back at his father. “I have some news that I thought would interest you. I was waiting at the cafe for you in hopes we would dine together. Nevermind that, I don’t need an excuse.” Placing his hand on his father’s shoulder, he continued. “Two men stepped into the cafe and spoke of an angelic woman who bared a remarkable resemblance to none other than ‘Saint Selene’…As I know we keep tabs on all angel activity in Europe, I thought you would find this rather curious.” Levi drew back to look at his father. He knew his father had a respect for Selene, and Levi had seen what she looked like from various artworks. She was a beauty, and if she were sitting in the library as they spoke, his father ought to know.

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August 08, 2013 07:45AM

Doctor Bianchi’s Office – Ground floor

In the observation room, there was a small padded table, that had Mrs Peabody laying in an awkward position. Her feet were strapped into stirrup like braces, with her knees apart, and Doctor Bianchi standing at the foot of the bench, his sleeves rolled up and with his right arm inserted up and under her skirt.

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“Don’t worry Mrs Peabody, scrubbed with hot water so you won’t feel a chill as I insert my two fingers…”"Oh…oh…oh…my….word..”Right on cue Doctor Johnathon’s son; Levi entered the room and had brought with him a cup of tea for his father. Needless to say his father was thankful, just had his hands full at the moment. Johnathon glanced at the door and then offered a half smile, as his arm was moving back and forth under Mrs Peabody’s skirt.

“Hello father…lovely day, isn’t it?”

Course his son came right up beside his father and got a birds eye view of Doctor Johnathon treating Mrs Peabody for Hysteria. Mrs Peabody at this point was panting, her chest rising and falling beneath her bodice, and licking her lips, as her head lolled back and forth at the other end of the table.

“Oh…oh…yes.” she moaned, barely able to acknowledge Levi, while she was too busy going crosseyed from the treatment to her nether regions.

“Lovely day? I don’t know about that not even had my tea yet. Good lad for bringing me in a cup, black too.”- He stared down at Mrs Peabody and changed the angle of his hand going in and then increased the frequency of the finger thrusting. “Won’t be long now, Mrs Peabody..”

But while Doctor Johnathon was starting to sweat from exertion, he was delighted to hear that Levi had some news.

“Two men stepped into the cafe and spoke of an angelic woman who bared a remarkable resemblance to none other than ‘Saint Selene’…As I know we keep tabs on all angel activity in Europe, I thought you would find this rather curious.”

“Saint Selene? Good God. And you are right, I am one for keeping abreast of the movements of those from Heaven.”

“SWEET JESUS!!!!! OH YES..OH YES!”

Mrs Peabody then broke into song, as she experienced the full effect of Doctor Johnathon’s unorthodox treatment methods. Hearing Mrs Peabody cry out, the Doctor was finally able to extract his hand, and then headed to the basin to wash himself clean, as the patient babbled incoherently in the background. Urging Levi to come and speak to him out of Mrs Peabody’s earshot, he said to his son.

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“After I finish up here, I say we take a trip out and find ourselves this angelic woman. I would be keen to see if she exists.” He reached for his cup of tea and took a sip, before saying to Mrs Peabody.

“Be sure to use the toweling and basin provided, and then leave the twenty pound fee with Milly, Mrs Peabody.” Escorting his son out of the observation room, he rubbed his wrist and said. “There has to be an easier way. Either that, if she keeps coming back for treatment, my right arm is going to be way bigger than my left.”

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The Bianchi Family Manor (2) – Rosas Spinis.

August 8, 2013, 7:46 pm

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August 08, 2013 11:09AM

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Levi tilted his head slightly and had to fight back laughter at the look of elation on Mrs. Peabody’s face. Finding his composure, he was able to look quite serious as he held his father’s tea. With his free arm, he draped it across the front of his body and used his other hand to hold the tea close to his face to obstruct the view of her nether regions.

“Dear Lord… and of course it is black tea.”

He continued to watch in fascination as the woman seemed to be quite close to ecstasy. His father’s procedures weren’t always orthodox but it seemed to keep his patients happy. Business seemed to be good, in any event. He almost jumped as the woman began to shout, a chuckle managing to bubble free from him. As his father retrieved his hand and began to wash it, he raised his eyebrow at the woman. Levi was beginning to see why she was a regular.

Looking back at his father, Levi followed him out of the observation room and passed off his tea while responding “You may find it curious that this woman lives alone at The Luxembourg Hotel. Angel, Demon, or Human, it is not safe for her to be alone if she truly has anything to do with Selene.” He stared at his father in hopes that he understood what his son was trying to say. “I think it would be wise if you went alone to investigate. I shall stay behind and see to it that there is a room arranged for her so that we may get to know her better. We wouldn’t want her to fall into the wrong hands.”

Levi looked at his father’s arm and began to chuckle. Reaching out, he clasped his father’s shoulder and pulled him closer “If I were you, I would have her start buying you drinks first. Or at least give her husband a call and offer some professional tips.” He smiled boyishly and winked at his father. Levi was finding quite a bit of humor in his father’s work.
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August 08, 2013 04:22PM

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Saffron lay in bed perfectly straight, her hands folded over her stomach. She was nude underneath the sheets, and she was feigning sleep. She’d been up for hours, but she didn’t want to speak with anyone. Finally, she opened her eyes, sighing slightly as she got out of bed. She put the sheets back to where they had been and walked over to the wardrobe, standing in front of it for a moment. The servants were ordered never to help her dress unless there was an event. In fact, they didn’t help her do anything unless there was an event. She sighed once more, grabbing one of her husband’s coat and slipping it over her form. Her hair was messy but in an what some might say attractive way. She ran a hand through the ginger locks before fastening the coat so she wouldn’t have to hold it. She left the bedroom and headed for the stairs, knowing where her husband would be almost intuitively.

Doctor Bianchi’s Office – Ground Floor

Milly ran after her as she entered Johnathan’s office, her bare feet making not a single noise on the floor.

“Mrs. Bianchi, the doctor is working-”
“I know.”
“See, he’s-”
“I know.”
“Well, you might not want to-”
“Milly.”

The maid girl stopped, panting slightly as Saffron turned and settled her delicate hands on the girl’s shoulder. “Mrs. Peabody is here. I know.” The girl curtsied but had managed to get Saffron to stop in the outer area of the office, where she stood and waited with the maid.

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August 08, 2013 04:56PM

Doctor Bianchi’s Office

Johnathon didn’t seem to be either amused or bothered about Mrs Peabody, aside from getting a sore wrist. She did come about once a week for his treatments, and the entire staff knew of her antics. However, it paid well considering, and not only that, Mrs Peabody being such a gossip was sure to tell the ladies at her bridge club about how the Doctor treated her with such care and….warm hands.

Levi was amused by the situation, and found himself unable to let it go without comment and a cheeky wink.

“If I were you, I would have her start buying you drinks first. Or at least give her husband a call and offer some professional tips.”

“If her husband was a professional, then she would have no need to see me, Son.”

The Doctor had a point, and walked around his desk, taking a seat, where he had the files of the murder cases he had been brought in on as a specialist scattered. Levi’s information about this girl that had the likeness of the Saint Selene, couldn’t have come at a worse time. Considering the number of women that had been murdered in the past three months, any woman that was caught on their own at the wee hours, was at risk. Taking up his pipe, the Doctor started to pack it with tobacco, as he listened thoughtfully to his Son.

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“I think it would be wise if you went alone to investigate. I shall stay behind and see to it that there is a room arranged for her so that we may get to know her better. We wouldn’t want her to fall into the wrong hands.”

Striking the match and then placing the pipe between his teeth and taking a few puffs, he narrowed his gaze at the black and white autopsy pictures that was sitting on the top of the pile. He knew that it was not their hands that a woman needed to worry about, but the weapon used by the attacker or attackers. What kind of fiend, rips the very heart from a woman, and then leaves her corpse for the rats of the night? It was indeed troubling.

“Good thinking Son. That is if I can locate her at the location you mentioned.”

He was about to reach for his cup of tea, when the door to his office Milly knocked upon the door.

“Enter”

“Doctor Bianchi, your wife is up and wishes to join you.” She dropped a curtsey on seeing Levi again. “Sir.”

“Ah yes, Mrs Bianchi. Do let her in.”

The maid smiled and then opened the door fully, so that Saffron could enter, as Mrs Peabody was leaving the observation room from a side door. She looked almost in a dream state and simply handed over the wad of pounds to Milly, singing softly to herself as she swanned out of the foyer, and out the front entrance door. When the door closed, Milly rolled her eyes, and went off to the kitchen to tell Cookie about the frightful sounds that came from the observation room earlier.

“Anyone would think the Doctor was strangling a cat, by the sound of that horrid woman’s voice.”

Back in the office, the Doctor stared at his wife, who was wearing one of his coats, and her hair looking unkempt.

“Did Mrs Peabody’s singing wake you? If so, I am terribly sorry, but I did make enough money for you to enjoy a night at the music hall this weekend.” He gestured for his wife to sit, as he picked up the autopsy photograph, and puffed on his pipe.

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Harroway Village Inn (1) – The Blood of Kings.

August 8, 2013, 8:26 pm

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Re: [RP] Harroway Village (In the Night Lands)

August 08, 2013 11:21AM

Harroway Village Inn

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Selene listened to her father tell her that she could not go home just yet. Allowing herself to lift her head and look upon the majestic angel, she smiled weakly. “Yes, father… When I am well…”

Turning around, she walked to the vanity in the corner of the room that the servants had supplied her should she start feeling better. Sinking into the seat, she looked at her reflection in the mirror. She looked horrible. Her blonde hair was plastered to her face and bare shoulders, her eyes their normal color but still shiny from tears. Looking at her father in the mirror, she asked softly “Mother is here?” That could mean nothing good. If she had heard of Selene’s condition, there was little doubt in her mind that her mother would just let it be. Her father had said she was here, and that meant she was pissed. Looking down at her fingers, she whispered barely audibly “I did fall in love…” Her father commented on their natures clashing and it only made more tears fall.

Standing up from her chair slowly, Selene gasped and almost fell over from how weak she was. Rhonda had returned and rushed over to help steady her. The servant turned to look at the king “M’lord, I suggest she gets a warm bath and rests. It has been a very trying time for the princess.” She gave Henry and encouraging smile to show she could manage. Your presence seems to have done her a lot of good. Her voice dropped to a whisper and added “There is a rumor The Majesty Queen has arrived…”With that tidbit of information, she turned to undress Selene and help her into a warm bath. After allowing her half an hour to soak, Selene was then dressed in a new white gown and was placed in bed to rest. Rhonda had left the room but Selene did not sleep. Instead, she looked at the ceiling and remained silent with her hands on her stomach.

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August 08, 2013 06:01PM

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Finally, Selene agreed to do as he wished, and that was to stay until she was well enough to travel, that and he knew their Mother would be arriving soon, after getting the answers she sought from the Brax family Monarchs. For now, all he could do was watch over his daughter, whose appearance was one of a girl that had been to hell and back, literally. King Henry stood back from his daughter who had taken a seat at the vanity, and was staring at her reflection. Seeing her like this was indeed heartbreaking to watch, and sometimes, a Father simply doesn’t know how to handle the troubles of a young girl in love. Only from experience can he offer advice, and though his own life in his mind had been blessed by the wondrous union with his beloved Queen Metia. Selene’s question that her Mother was there, had the King reply;

“Not as yet, my dear daughter. Though I am sure she is going to be here as soon as she is able. Your Mother is usually prompt in her dealings.” He knew she was a no nonsense woman, and would do all she could for the best for her daughter. The King placed his hands on her shoulders, as she whispered that she did fall in love, just as he suspected. This brought from him a heavy sigh.

“Love and other bruises….hard to believe that you are the loser in this. I wish I understood all this.”

Stepping back, his wings started to fall back in behind him, when his daughter rose to standing, and then Rhonda stepped in, as her daughter was feeling faint once more. Advised that she would do better after a warm bath and rest, the King nodded politely, only to bend his head to her, on the whisper that the Queen was in fact in attendance, just not having come to see her daughter or Husband yet. King Henry patted the servant’s shoulder and discreetly left the room, so that Selene could have some peace, and he also intended to search the inn for his beloved Metia.

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August 08, 2013 06:19PM

Outside Harroway Inn

The sky released bolts of lightning, with darkened clouds shielding out the light as the Demon approached the village, high on the wing. His face was both stricken and angered, and coming into land, his hulking red body started to recede, his wings folding in and his horns going back into his skull. As he walked, his appearance continued to change, right back to that of the Demon Prince that Selene had first met, which was a far cry from the fiery demon who let rip at her Mother on the mountain top. His boots crunched through the snow laden ground, as he came to stand outside the Harroway Inn, and gazed up at a window, where he saw a maid helping Selene. So, she was here, and not dead…yet.

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Was the Queen lying about her health? Was she even pregnant. or was this a ploy to make him pay for taking her daughter’s virginity? There was only one way to find out, and he knew he would have to go in and see her for himself.

The inn door swung open easily, and his cape blew back behind him as he tipped his hat at the Innkeeper. The Innkeeper was shocked to see so many royals were coming though the door and wondered just what the hell was going on. Why were there no guards, or knights to ensure their protection? Joffrey crossed the timbered floor, and then said in a nice voice, which didn’t match his facial expression.

“I am here to see Princess Selene, and order you show me to her room at once.”

“Y-Yes, your Grace.”

The portly Innkeeper led him up some stairs, and then pointed to the room where Selene was residing. The Prince tossed him two gold coins, then approached the door, taking a moment as he gathered himself in composure and then he did what any fiance’ would do, he simply opened the door.

Looking in, he could see Selene lying on the bed in the centre of the room, wearing a white nightie, and staring at the ceiling. Joffrey crept in and closed the door gently, before gazing over her. She had just had a bath, by the scent of the room, and he now had a question that needed answering.

“Are you with child, Selene? Don’t lie to me, or I will leave this room, and you will not see me ever again.”

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August 08, 2013 06:40PM

Harroway Village Inn- Selene’s Room

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Selene heard the door open, but assumed it was her father. Not looking, she murmured in her deadly quiet voice “Daddy, it still hurts.” Turning her head, she was horrified to see it was Joffrey and not her father. Sitting up immediately, she pressed back against the wall of which her bed was leaning against and put her hands up defensively. “Don’t step closer, please!” Her voice came out in a croak as the creature within her began to put up a fight in Joffrey’s presence. There was no soothing aura like there was with her father. His cool attitude towards her sent her into a downward spiral all over again.

As his first and only statement was asking if she was with child and then the added threat, she could only stare at him. Of course that was the only reason he was here. Staring him down with her green eyes, she spoke in her sick voice, but there was a slight edge to it. “Yes, I am. And you may leave the room and never see me again anyways. I am returning home where this child will either kill me or grow up away from your vile destructive nature.” The words were hard to say, but she didn’t want him staying with her only for the sake of their child. He was a demon, and she figured he impregnated many women with spawn. As she was an angel, she wouldn’t be as fortunate as to be able to die and not have to deal with it as a human might. Standing up, she went to walk away from him but staggered and fell into the chair. Wincing, the child began to cause mayhem in her stomach. Biting her lip to keep from crying out, she gripped the chair so hard her knuckles were white. After she could catch her breath, she turned her head but wouldn’t look at Joffrey. “Leave. You are no longer bound to me. Marry someone you seem worthy of dealing with this darkness you wish to keep me from.” Turning her back on him, she walked away and stared out the window. Tears rolled down her face as she struggled to regain composure. Her mind wanted him gone, but her heart ached for that tender moment they shared. God, how she still loved him. But she couldn’t tell him that, not when he only came because of a child he didn’t even want.

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August 08, 2013 07:23PM

Harroway Village Inn – Selene’s Room

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The child like voice of his beloved Selene weaved its way into the dark part of his heart, like a fine needle that burst the blackened pool of malice into his blood. On seeing Joffrey, she immediately became defensive, like an angered cat that was warning him to keep his distance. The rise of the demon spawn that recognized the evil presence of Joffrey would have sent alarm bells ringing through Selene’s body, which had only just recovered from her possessed state. All the work that her father had done to bring back the light, was slowly being unraveled. Yes, Joffrey’s first question was one that would chill the bones of any woman, to be treated like they were some lying fool. But you have to remember, he had just been told the most outrageous thing, considering he didn’t recall implanting his seed in her womb. Naturally, Selene took great offense, spitting out that she was, and that she panned to return home, to either die or at the very least be kept from Joffrey;s volatile nature. The dramatics were over 9000.

Joffrey refused to speak, instead watching her closely, and every so often stared at her small belly, then back up to her eyes, that he couldn’t look away from. The girl was definitely ill, there was no mistaking it. As well as pregnant. He knew that it was his, for it was he that took her virgin flower, and now she was suffering for it. Joffrey, for all his hatred and vile ways, did not wish anything like this upon her. The more she stumbled about and gripped a chair, with white knuckles and that breathless voice, his questions were answered.

“Leave. You are no longer bound to me. Marry someone you seem worthy of dealing with this darkness you wish to keep me from.”

She finally stopped in front of the window, clearly at her ends, the baby inside of her was giving her hell, and there was only one way to stop it. Joffrey closed the distance between them and then wordlessly, placed his arms around her, his hands resting over her belly. He closed his eyes, and then with a low voice, he whispered;

“There is only one worthy of me. But I am not worthy of them. You need not say another word, but at least let me take the pain away.”

He summoned up his channeling and his hands started to glow a fierce red, the energy to soothe the unborn demon spawn, to give it comfort inside the womb of light. Only with his touch, could he keep the baby from killing its mother. He brought his head down and whispered into Selene;s ear.

“I can only ever love one woman….and that is you.”

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August 08, 2013 07:45PM

Harroway Village Inn- Selene’s Room

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Selene’s immediate reaction to his touch was to try and recoil, fear bubbling up inside of her irrationally. Was he going to hurt her? His arms snaked around her waist to wrap on her belly. Without even thinking, she instinctively leaned back against his touch. Tilting her head, she closed her eyes as she waited to hear more words of rejection from him. She was surprised. Swallowing hard, she looked down at his hands on her belly. Slowly her own hand lifted to brush fingertips over one of his hands. He was being so gentle with her. As he soothed the child, it began to calm down immediately. It certainly had a sense of who his father was. It was suddenly as if a breath of fresh air washed over Selene. Sighing contently, she lifted her head to brush her lips along his jaw. She felt so much better…Feeling light as air, a small smile curved her lips up. As he bent down to whisper in her ear, goosebumps raised along her bare arms and she felt the wind get knocked out of her.

He said he loved her. Again, doubts flooded her mind, her own inner demons seeming to whisper accusations in her ear. Disentangling herself from his hold, she walked away from him and shook as she saw visions of black and red. “No no…” She whispered. Think of Daddy…think of Daddy…” Looking up, she glanced over her shoulder to look at Joffrey. There was no malicious demon in the room with her. Just her beloved dark prince. Her father’s face melted from her mind and the images of Joffrey holding her close replaced them. She watched in her mind as he bent down to kiss her for that first time. It was if she had just woken up. Stepping back towards Joffrey, she reached up with one hand and stroked the scruff on his face. Smiling gently, she pushed down all fears that he was only here for the child. She wanted to live on their love, not her fears. Standing on her toes, she pressed her hands against his chest and whispered “Will you just kiss me already…”

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August 08, 2013 08:07PM

Harroway Village Inn – Selene’s room

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At the moment he held her, Selene let go of her inhibitions and found herself leaning back against his chest. The light touch as her finger tips caressed his hands had him almost smile, but he was not done, for he had to stop the baby from trying to destroy its mother. Now at least, the infant spawn knew its father was close, and Joffrey had a gift that no one else could give her. The love of his being, that proved paternity, as well as the fact he loved her. At first she broke free from his hold, and up came that look again, questioning everything.

“No no…”

“Selene…”

He only said her name, not about to start fighting with her again, not after everything that brought him back to this place. He had himself made the demon within his being dormant, and what she would see, was the same man that she fell in love with. He was there all the time. Only when truly in rage, did he release the callous dark side to his nature, but for now, he could only see his love, the mother of his unborn child, and he just wanted to hold her.

Finally, Selene turned around and then she crossed the floor, going up on tip toes, and brushing her fingers along the scruff of his face. He could see the love in her eyes returning, this was the woman he wanted…he needed so desperately.

“Will you just kiss me already…”

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Barely had she finished the sentence, and he swept her up in his powered arms, and kissed her with such passion, the ache in his heart, heard through the light moans that escaped through the corners of his lips. She was like oxygen, the very air that one needs to breath to live. His hands traced all over her back and only broke the kiss to see her tear streaked face, gazing at her beauty.

“You never have to ask that again.”

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Detective Reginald Blaine – Rosas Spinis.

August 8, 2013, 11:44 pm

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Detective Reginald Blaine

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“Under such circumstances I naturally gravitated to London, that great cesspool into which all loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained.”

FC : Jude Law
Age: 32
Sex: Male
Race: Human
Birthday: July 4th

Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Height: 172 cms
Weight: 72 kgs
Fashion Style: Stylish suits, woollen, bowler hat, English country gentleman, police detective suits.
Tattoos/Piercings/Markings: Scar on right thigh, from bullet wound.

Personality: Reserved, inquisitive, thoughtful, caring, sarcastic, moody at times, (bipolar)
Weapons : Cane with sword built into the frame, and a police issue revolver.

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Magical Abilities: None.
Strengths: Sharp shooter, High IQ, gains trust easily, informative
Weaknesses: whiskey and prostitutes.
Likes: Good conversation, solving murder cases, being around Johnathon Bianchi, books, and reading, puzzles.
Dislikes: Insomnia, bad breath, rude children.

History: One of Scotland yard’s most decorated detectives, Detective Blaine is a long time friend and confidant to Doctor Johnathon Bianchi. Having risen up through the ranks from walking the beat to being part of the homicide division of Scotland yard, he is always on the case, and never has a dull moment. A frequent visitor to the Bianchi family manor, to speak to Johnathon about the latest cases they are working on. Not married, nor does he have plans to settle down, when he can always have a cheap street girl to warm his bed when he needs it.

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Fiona Jameson – Don’t be deceived. (RP)

August 9, 2013, 3:09 am

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August 09, 2013 03:05AM

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FC – Juno Temple
Name – Fiona Jameson
Alias(es) – Storm Chaser
D.O.B – June 4th 1989
Age – 24
Gender – Female
Hero, Villain, or Normal? – Villian

Quote – “Let me take your breath away.”
Theme Song – She’s so high – Tal Bachman

Abilities – Air Manipulation : can manipulate air molecules to create winds of any strength, including tornadoes, and even siphon the air out of others lungs. They are able to generate breezes, squalls, gusts, whirlwinds, zephyrs, gales, tempests, and hurricanes.
Draw power from natural disasters such as whirlwinds, tornadoes, or typhoons.
Air Attacks
Air Solidification, Density Manipulation, and Pressure Manipulation via controlling air molecules.
Aerokinetic Constructs, including weapons, walls, armor or allies/servants.
Atmospheric Adaptation
Electrical Resistance by using the air to insulate electricity.
Various forms of travelling:
Aerokinetic Flight
Air Walking
Gliding
Levitation
Telekinesis by controlling the air around objects.

Personality Traits – Standoffish, moody, self centred, abrupt, sarcastic, dry witted, introverted.

Sexual Orientation – Straight
Romantic Interest – Zane Miles

Occupation – Second in Command at Reverent City Hall

Biography – Regarded by many in her grade school as “the Mute” for her failure to talk after a tragic accident that claimed her Father, while on a boating holiday, Fiona remained without a voice, picked on and teased mercilessly by the children within her grade. Though her Mother and teachers tried to help Fiona with various methods, and even going as far to send her to an institution to be analysed by psychologists, nothing it seemed was able to make Fiona speak. In her later teen years, the word fo the vaccine spread like wildfire, and on particular Doctor, thought this might just be what Fiona needed. What occurred after the vaccine, was nothing short of miracle, in that she had obtained powers that enabled her to manipulate the very air around her, as well as harness natural disasters to her own ends. But did she speak again? She most certainly did, but it was not until much later, when she had attended a class reunion, and all those girls that had teased her so cruelly, were all dressed in the most delicate gowns. They all approached Fiona, and started with how they were sorry for how they treated her. Needless to say, many were lying through their teeth, and Fiona knew this. With a sly grin, she harnessed the very air in that room, as spinning whirl winds whipped up, tearing the very dresses from the bevy of former school beauties. The sight had Fiona burst out laughing, her voice returning. From that moment on…Fiona was to be a villain, and come to be in the Employ of the Reverent City Hall, as Second in Command. A powerful woman in her own right, she is not one to be messed with.

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Fiona’s office was spacious and decked out with the very best in designer furniture, as one would expect to have, being the Second in Command at the Reverent City hall. Yet Fiona sat in behind her desk, a sour look on her face. There had still been no word from Zane for the past few days, and every time she checked her smart phone, there were no messages. It truly wasn’t like him to just take off without word or reason. Then again, he was always showing that fierce streak of independence. If one walked past the frosted glass wall, and peered in, they would see paper planes that continued to circle the ceiling in a never ending spiral, as Fiona twirled a blonde lock of hair around her finger. Her mood would only be lifted, if Zane decided to call.

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The Roxburg Family Manor – Rosas Spinis.

August 10, 2013, 5:57 pm

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(RP) The Roxburg Family Manor.

August 06, 2013 11:42PM

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The Roxburg Family of Demons resides here at Razor Hall. A dark mansion with many rooms that hold terrible secrets.

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August 07, 2013 06:16PM

Early morning. That small space of time between nightfall and daybreak. Young boys began roaming the streets, extinguishing the flames from the street lanterns. Street sweepers were out two at a time, making sure the streets and walkways were free of the dust and derbis that accumulate each day. All in all, it was the start to a typical day.

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Located in a prominent part of the city, the imposing spires of Roxburg Manor can be seen as night slowly gives way to day. Inside one of the bedrooms, the dawn is shut away by the heavy draperies over the windows. The room is lit by a single candle, casting strange shadows across the surface of the bed beside. One shadow shifts and an arm emerges from beneath its cocoon of blankets. Pale, delicate, as if it was made of the finest porcelines, the arm rests upon the bedcovers, twitching every once in a while as if its owner can’t decide what he or she wants to do.A fierce pounding upon the bedroom door finally rouses the room’s sole occupant from slumber. A head emerges from below, covered in hair as black as night, wild as if caught in the fiercest of wind storms. Full delicate lips, button nose, and eyes covered in a sleep mask, the semi-slumberous body rises into a sitting position as the pounding upon the door gets louder and more insistent.”I’m up for fuck’s sake! Begone before you tear the wood off my door!” was shouted in the direction of the door. The pounding stopped for a slight moment and the tired body relaxes back into near slumber. Once more the pounding of the door rouses her. “Can’t a girl get some bloody sleep?” she growled, ripping the sleep mask from her face. Dark brown eyes scowl in the direction of the door before she slides from the bed. Naked as the day she was born, she doesn’t bother with her dressing robe as she stalks toward the door. Grabbing up the intricately carved handle, she yanks open the door in anger, nearly ripping it from their hinges. “What is so bloody important to wake me at the crack of dawn?” she demanded.

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August 07, 2013 09:01PM

Amos’ Study

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*Amos’ eyes opened and yet another sleepless night had come and gone for the lead of the Roxburg family. Lucifer had kept him up all night, despite the fact that it looked like he was sleeping. It was how the two communicated so Amos didn’t have to stay in Hell twenty-four seven. Telepathy, Telekinesis, what ever you wish to call it. They created a bridge between each other which they used to communicate and speak of the latest news on the war with their Father and his ignorant ways. On earth, things were going quite well as they proved the imperfections and horrible worth of their father’s most adored creation. Humans.**The man sat forward in his large, cushiony, leather chair and rested his elbows on his desk which sat before him. Though his style was outdated, it was far from being anything but stylish in terms of those with high amounts of income to call upon such as him. His face buried into his hands as a muffled sigh flew from his lips and through his fingers.* “This must be done….Father MUST see his misplaced trust and adoration. What I am doing….it is for the best…” *He pulled his hands from his face and stood, walking to a mirror which held his entire form within. He removed his intricately designed fest to reveal a body sculpted to be perfect. Rolling his shoulders a little, the wings he once adorned so long ago without shame and with pride spread widely from his shoulders. Now, they were black, tainted and Draconic in nature. Though dragons aren’t and never were real, it made sense to describe them this way.*
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*He flapped them once, lightly, as he looked upon them in shame.* “What have I allowed myself to become…” *He looked away from the mirror as the humans came to mind. They were to blame for his desecration, for his fall and his change. His brow furrowed and with a roar he grabbed the closest thing to him that was breakable and threw it.* “They shall END for what they’ve done to me! All of them!” *This behavior was not odd, and in fact, occured quite often as Amos sat alone. If not for his beloved wife, he’d have been lost forever, eventually fading into nothingness.*

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August 08, 2013 06:35AM

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“You seem troubled”
A voice echoed from the door, it was low and husky, with some foreign accent no one could ever quite place. Standing in the Doorway, Elizabeth set her hand against the frame and watched him, a smirk toying at her lips. Those clear blue eyes were wide and ever watching. Her hair was loose and tousled as she had just come from bed. Bess wandered into the room, her hands swinging by her sides.
She noted that he had loosed his wings, the light from the fire danced behind the thin layer of leather and bone and made them seem to glow. On impulse, Bess’ back began to itch as her own wings fought for freedom under the skin. Bess wandered across to the desk and then headed around it. Gently and with a fine white hand she ran her fingers along the wing bone and then down and across the web of leather. Bess leaned down and placed a gentle kiss upon the bone before turning her face toward her husband. She took his chin in her hand and leaned in, placing a gentle and affectionate kiss to his cheek. Bess then let him go and backed away.
She leaned her hand upon the desk and stared down at him “How will you end them?” she asked, referring to the rhetorical question she had heard before hand. “and will you go through with it?” she asked, her voice somewhat hushed. Bess knew deep down he would however, as troubled as her husband was, he was a lot more Ruthless than she…and she had killed her own offspring.

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August 08, 2013 06:49AM

Front Parlor

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Juliette walked through the rain, her hands crossed over her body to keep warm. She disregarded various gentlemen’s offers to hold an umbrella for her. Such propriety revolted her. As she made her way through the front gate and up the path to her home, she could see a light on in her father’s study. Looking up, she smiled slightly. She was definitely a Daddy’s girl, but she knew nothing of his plans for destruction. Too wrapped up in learning the ins and outs of Christianity, she disregarded anything to do with the Elders. Rain pelted down harder, causing Juliette to jump and look at her home.Rushing inside, she was greeted by various servants who rushed to bring her warm towels. Wrapping them around her, one offered her a plate of fresh cherries. Raising an eyebrow, she took one and ate it seductively. The male servant whimpered and scurried off. The master of the manor would most likely go on a killing spree if his beloved daughters were touched. Walking around slowly, she glanced up at the stairs. She wouldn’t dare bother her father in his study when he was working. Juliette had manners like that. As she took a seat, she crossed her legs and didn’t bother changing her clothes. She was more curious as to where her parents were. Her mother was no doubt doting on Amos. Shuddering a bit, Juliette closed her eyes. There was a bit of an electra complex in the manor.

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August 08, 2013 11:00AM

Amos’ StudyAmos’ eyes did not avert from the mirror as his wife entered the room. Though her very voice brought him certain level of calmness that kept him from lashing out at her. This woman would practically have him wrapped around her pretty little finger if she willed it, yet their bond was one of love for each other, and likes and dislikes that only they understood in each other. Such as those for torture of beings they viewed as worthless, pointless, and disgraces. His eyes held his form in the mirror, not following her as she slowly moved behind him, and ran her finger along his leathery wings. The boney structure that held then was rather numb to feeling, but the leather of the flaps were nerve membrane invested, and as she ran a hand along one of them, they flicked about and twitched before folding in, though not returning to his back from wence they came.As she placed a hand upon his chin, he tilted his head away quickly, with a deep, low growl emanating from the back of his throat. He bore his teeth and his eyes slit as they glared at her from the side of their sockets. Amos is unique among demons and the like, as he does not have a second form, but instead, he simply almost switches personalities due to his angelic blood that has mixed with that of the tainted. He is no saint in his normal personality, but when he changes, he loses all sense of duty and simply allows hate and madness to take over him. As she continued to kiss his cheek, he returned to the calm Amos she knew, that everyone knew, and his wings faded from view.
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Her questions did not take much thought on his part to answer. “Slowly…discretely….they will feel the pain that I and brother have as our father’s /rejects/….his mistakes.” His head finally turned to face her, and he became lost in her form, and beauty. His body turned with him, and he reached a hand to her cheek, embracing it with his palm and caressing with his thumb. “And when he sees his mistake, he shall remember truth. He shall feel hate as I have, and that is when brother and I shall strike.” He brought his hands to her waist, grabbing hold and looking into her eyes as he pulled her softly into him. “Then we shall rule this pathetic world, and with you at my side, brother shall be helpless to stop us from not only killing him, but ruling in his stead. My…” He smiled and chuckled as he corrected himself. “Our…ambition shall not be lessened or stopped.” He leaned in to her, and placed a deep, passionate kiss upon her lips, holding it until she would back away.

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August 08, 2013 11:43AM

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Bess watched him for a long time as he answered her question. His anger was still apparent, even if he had managed to quell the small outbreak. Despite what she was, Bess knew that it was not his fault that he was a halfing, his mix of angel and demon blood would have repulsed her once, but now…she may still dislike the angels, but this was Amos and she would stand by him no matter what. Bess sat on the chair across the desk from him, a small smile toying at her lips “Yes My Love…”She leaned forward and took his hand in hers, slim fingers entwining with his “Show him how it feels to loose everything…to loose what he loves and what he has worked for” Bess let that cool blue gaze flicker across her husbands face. His eyebrows had met in a tight line above his eyes, the grey hues were so full of hate and anger and sadness that even Bess felt a pang in her chest.
She let go of his hand and stood up, ambling around the desk to him. He grabbed her before she could do much else. Laughing slightly she fell into his lap, her face close to his. Bess smirked ever so slightly as he continued.
And then he kissed her.
On impulse her hands shot around his neck and she held on, kissing him back.

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After a moment she pulled away, although it was reluctant. “King and Queen” she mumbled against his lips, her hand coming around and cupping his cheek “Together forever, ruling this wretched world the way it was supposed to be ruled” Bess smiled and nuzzled his nose with hers. She stroked his cheek this time, her eyes locking with his “Keep your resolve” she told him, no long smiling. “Do not back out of this my love, we have come so far already and we are almost there…you can do this” she told him. Bess closed her eyes and rested her head against his for a moment, letting what she had just sink in for both of them.

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August 08, 2013 10:05PM

Sally, Elvira’s personal maid stood there, arm poised to knock again as the door was wrenched open. She bobbed a curtsey as her mistress stood before her in all her nude glory. “Morning, Miss Elvira. I’ve just come to tell you that breakfast was ready.” Sally edged her way into the room and moved to open the heavy drapes, letting in the emerging dawn’s light. Elvira hissed like a scalded cat as the light cleared the rest of the sleepiness from her brain. That done, Sally moved to the bed, taking up Elvira’s dressing gown as she did so and holding it out to Elvira. Elvira stared at her incredulously. Sally stared back, patient.”A lady never wanders around naked as a newborn babe.” Sally lightly scolded. “I am no lady, Sally. Don’t forget that.” Elvira snapped. “As long as I work in this household, you are a lady of the house and must dress appropriately.” Sally returned, shaking the gown in her hands. “Fine!” Elvira sighed, moving toward her. Sally helped her slip the arms into the gown before turning to fix up Elvira’s bed. Elvira belted her gown and put her feet into her slippers before she took a brush to her hair to tame what sleeping had ruined.”Miss Elvira!” Sally exclaimed. Elvira recognized that tone of voice and she cringed. Turning from her dressing table, Elvira looked at her, trying to go for innocent. “What?” Sally wasn’t falling for it. She gave Elvira a look that said “Again? Really?” before yanking the bedsheets from the bed. Sally pointed to the slowly cooling dead male that had been residing on the other side and looked at Elvira with her hands on her hips. “He was gorgeous. I couldn’t resist. You know how I am.” Elvira huffed, crossing her arms. Sally simply shook her head. She grabbed the meat hook that was hanging on the upper bedframe that she used for such occassions and used it to drag the dead body from the room. “Your parents are awake, Miss Elvira. I wouldn’t keep them waiting.” Sally called out, the disturbing sound of a body being dragged on carpeting echoing in the hall behind her.Image may be NSFW.
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Sighing, Elvira finished her morning abolutions before heading down to the dining room for breakfast. She just hoped her sister wasn’t present. She wasn’t up to dealing with Juliette this morning.

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August 09, 2013 06:29AM

Dining Room
Tired of waiting for her parents, Juliette had migrated into the dining. Regardless of what time it was, she was sitting at the table with a glass of wine. Servants were bustling around her and treated the Demon Princess as though she were the most important thing in life. As they bustled around her, she read the paper. It was rather unladylike but she wished to be updated on all current events. Someone was ripping women open and leaving them heartless. Smiling slowly, she wondered which demon that could be. Turning the pages in the paper, she thought to herself that she would give that demon a good fucking. What poetry it was to literally leave a human girl heartless.Glancing up, she noticed her sister come in. Pursing her lips in disgust, she looked back at the paper without a greeting. The other maids were already fretting about finding the man in her sister’s bed. Juliette thought herself that her sister was a careless whore who brought shame to the family with all of her tactless moves. Still, she was also considered a Roxburg Princess, regardless of the fact that the humans did not regard them as royalty. No matter, some day they would. Leaning back against the chair, she looked up at one of the maids and demanded “Bring me chocolate covered cherries.” There was no thank you as she turned to stare her sister down with a fake smile “I hear you were busy this morning, dear sister.”
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August 09, 2013 07:49AM

Roxburg Family Dining RoomUpon entrance, Elvira immediately spotted her sister and very nearly turned around on the spot to leave but her sister’s words stopped her in her tracks. “I hear you were busy this morning, dear sister.”Plastering a fake smile upon her face and adjusting her robe until a fair amount of cleavage showed, Elvira turned to face Juliette. Normally Elvira would have practiced the art of descretion, but getting a rise out of her sister simply just made her day.”Busier than you, sister dear.” Elvira sneered, placing great emphasis on the last two words. She moved to her place at the table, directly across from Juliette and fairly slithered into her chair. One of the serving maids placed a platter of eggs, toast and bacon before her and she picked up her fork, placing a bite of eggs on her tongue. She chewed thoughtfully for a moment before swallowing and looking at Juliette, contempt etched in every line of her body.”Oh please dispense with your ‘Holier Than Thou’ attitude. It does not quite become you and goes against everything you are.” Elvira snorted, taking a sip of coffee before returning to her breakfast. “What I do in my spare time is really none of your concern, so do get your knickers out of your arse.”

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August 09, 2013 01:43PM

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Juliette rolled her eyes as her sister told her to drop the ‘holier than thou’ attitude. Smiling across the table and tilting her head, the maids and servants arrived with her chocolate covered cherries. As they were placed in front of her, she picked one up and bit into it, her eyes never leaving her sister. After swallowing, she lifted her wine glass off and spoke in her bored tone. “I am quite aware of what I am, though you seem to be confusing your noble demonic birth with the tendencies of a harlot.” Smiling more, she took a sip of her wine before continuing “You must be so proud to be the town bicycle. You really are giving the whores down in Whitechapel a run for their money.” Raising her glass in a mock toast, she spoke again “You may like to think that your actions are none of my business, but when you have the maids and servants whispering about your irresponsibly loose actions, it brings the whole family into your vile spot-light you think you deserve.” Taking another sip of her wine, she said nothing more to her sister.As she continued to eat her breakfast, she pretended as though her sister did not exist. Instead, she focused more on the whereabouts of where her father was. Juliette could care less about where her mother was, but Amos always held her interest. Sighing softly, she looked up and spoke in her bored tone again to the servants “You really ought to tell Daddy to come down, his breakfast will get cold.” The servants nodded their heads and curtsied before rushing off to find her parents.

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August 09, 2013 03:21PM

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Elvira snorted when Juliette called her a harlot and outright laughed at being called a whore. “Compliments at breakfast? I am flattered.” Elvira chuckled darkly. “But I am what father made me, darling.” she stated with utmost loathing. “Unlike you, I cannot go against my nature for I, unlike you, need it to survive. So don’t you dare blame me for the circumstances of my birth when the circumstances of yours are very highly…questionable.” Elvira reached across the table, exposing her breasts to anyone who’d been looking, causing one of the servants to drop a tray of pastries he’d been carrying. Smirking, she snatched one of the cherries from the bowl that was sitting in front of her sister, never once dropping her eyes from her Juliette’s own evil gaze. She bit into the cherry, juice spurting like blood from within and sliding down Elvira’s chin. Her tongue extended, inhumanly long, to lick up the tart liquid. “And, sister dear? If the maids and servants are whispering about my actions, then I must be doing something right.” Elvira picked up her coffee and took a healthy sip. Unlike Juliette, Elvira felt there was a time and place for wine…breakfast was not one of those times.As Juliette spoke to the servants, seemingly dismissing Elvira’s very presence, she simply chuckled with glee. Pissing off, Juliette: Mission Accomplished. She added her own command to the servants as they were leaving the room. “And do see what’s keeping my dear brother. I’d hate to miss his wonderful presence this morning.” Elvira turned her head back to her sister, one eyebrow arched in challenge.Image may be NSFW.
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August 09, 2013 04:25PM

Dining RoomOut in the foyer, one of the maids gasped, as the son of the Roxburgs, Bartholomew, better known as “Bart”, was groping her backside, as she had bent over to dust one of the hall bookshelves. His snide laughter at her expense, would be enough to make any lady cringe, but one thing was for certain, the poor house staff loved it when Bart left to go back to his dorm at Oxford. The maid shot bolt up right to standing, her face flushed and she tried to hide her embarrassment behind her feather duster.”Don’t mind me, I am just squeezing the buns to make sure they are fresh. Awe, don’t give me that face, I was just going to say they could use a good kneading.” Bart wiggled his eyebrows, and then gave her a light smack, before strutting like a peacock, into the family dining room. First thing that met his gaze, aside from the dazzling breakfast spread, was the fact Juliette and Elvira were at it like alley cats over a dead mouse. It was really nothing unusual, in fact they had been doing this as long as he could remember, and as he watched them, he placed a hand on his chest and uttered dramatically;”Oh..what a performance, my sweet sisters. Next thing you know, you are both going to be cast in a new play called “Cinderella” and play the ugly step sisters. Mhm..but I jest of course. Morning morning, and all that other nice things people are supposed to say. Ooo eggs.”Bart pulled out a chair, and waited for one of the maids to place a napkin in his shirt, before he started loading up his plate. His lips smacking on a piece of bacon, he twirls his fork into the scrambled egg, and then almost flings it at Juliette, saying;”I figured they wouldn’t let you out of your coffin during the hours of day. You look like death, whatever you do, don’t go standing near a window…or…you might crumble into dust.” He then grinned, showing off bits of parsley in his teeth. “Wait, scratch that…you only look undead. Forgot what you were. SORRY!”

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He really was being a shit this morning, and as he looked at Elvira, he asked with all the politeness of an aristocrat.”Got any bodies for me this morning? I don’t fancy playing grave robber, and I need something for show and tell in biology.”

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August 09, 2013 06:31PM

Dining Room

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Juliette stared her sister down as she stole a cherry. Regardless of how much she hated Elvira, her sister had touched a nerve. Juliette had no idea why she hardly gave into her demonic urges. She was too torn between understanding Christianity and hating Lucifer for having them cast out of Heaven. And yet, because of her loyalty to her family, she was cast from Paradise too. She felt nothing but spite for her whole family, Amos being the exception. Turning her icy glare towards her brother, she rolled her eyes. He had barely missed her with the egg. Raising her eyebrow and smiling coyly, she purred “Oh it seems our dear brother has joined us. How lovely.” As he mentioned she looked like death, she laughed softly “You are so charming. Thank you kindly for that. Now I know I won’t have to worry about being pawed in public.” Wiggling her eyebrows playfully, she glanced at her sister. Why did they have to be so catty with one another? Perhaps if Elvira would take Juliette under her demonic wing like a good evil sister, she wouldn’t feel so torn.Sighing, she looked away from her siblings. She really felt like the black sheep of the family sometimes. Pushing plate around on her food, she began to ignore them again. Her chin was resting on her palm as she looked down at her untouched eggs. Yech. She could never eat them, no matter what time of the day it was. Male servants prowled around between her and Elvira, torn between Elvira’s display of cleavage and Juliette’s prude attire that kept them wanting more.

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August 09, 2013 08:04PM

Amos’ Study
Amos allowed a soft smile to her words as they sunk in. He longed for the day when this eventual truth would come. To rule over the race that caused him such pain, to show them all that he has felt and so much more. When she rested her head against his, he allowed it, closing his eyes and exhaling heavily. He placed his arms tightly around her, crossing his fingers into each other. He huffed, amused by her words, and spoke in reply. “Love, when have you ever known me to shy away from the ultimate reforming of the human race….especially when it deals with causing them pain.” He smiled sadistically and placed a hand over her chin, kissing her lips gently then pulling away and holding her eyes in his own. “It will happen, you have my word Dove.” He then lowered his hand and released her from his grip, allowing her to stand the moment his ears gathered the sounds of every morning’s breakfast.Then a servant knocked on the doors to his study and Amos sighed. “It appears they have begun without us, Love. Come, let us join them.” He smiled as the words left his lips and stood, grabbing his removed clothing and replaced it over his torso. Then with a gust of wind and in a blur he left the room, assumingly with his love beside him, and paying no mind to the servant who was behind the door as he rushed past her. nearly knocking her off her feet. The girl was human, and thus, just as all the other Servants in the house, were treated more like slaves by Amos than working employees.Dinning Area

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Upon reaching the doors, Amos slowed to a steady walk. The servants there opened the large, exquisite doors with little strain and Amos walked into the sight of his bickering children once again. They aggitated him when they acted like this. Born of so much power, wealth, and opportunity yet they squandered it to argue among themselves. When he entered, he stood with a straight back, his head high, and his hands folded behind his back, like any regal lord would. “The amount of bickering you and your sister employ, dishonor this family far more than her nature, Juliette. Others may not know of her true self, but we do, and as her family, we WILL respect it. She drains the life force of mortal beings through sexual pleasure in order to survive. You do so by draining the blood of their bodies. Either way, your necessities are disgusting and disgraceful. At least she has pride in it and completes her priorities effectively.” He normally didn’t add his two cents, but he was in no mood to listen to such disdain among his children this morning. “You are both my daughters and you are treated as such. Thus, I EXPECT you two to treat each other with respect SINCE neither of you have any right to complain about anything the other does. I hope, for your sakes, I am understood.”He moved from his spot to take his seat at the head of the table. Sitting, the servants brought him his meal. Medium rare steak with eggs, an abundance of fruit, and grits. a favorite of his since before the days of Jesus, which he had a proudly direct hand in. Lifting his knife and fork, he began to cut into his food, and continued, his eyes held on his plate. “Son, on the topic of “show and tell”, as you call it, there are some human servants in the basement holding cells. do with them as you wish, I was already planning on killing them anyways.” Taking a bite of his meal, and continued after swallowing. “There is a female…in particular…you may…enjoy before you end her. The choice is yours.” His eyes moved to a goblet of orange juice that had been set before him by a servant, and he dropped his utencils to sip from the golden cup, which looked a lot like something of historic referance. His eyes then fell to Elvira. “As for you, stop instigating your sister. Deny this, and I will have you starved for a week.” He loved his children immensely, especially his daughters, but he knew more than anyone to be tough on his children if he wanted them to grow strong, a lesson taught to him by his father through experience more than word.

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August 09, 2013 08:23PM

Elvira grinned upon hearing Bart’s voice in the hallway and quickly sat up to fix her robe into a more appropriate manner. “Good morning, Bartykins.” Elvira grinned at her brother, pleased to see him home. She laughed when he damn near launched his breakfast, fork included at Juliette before shoveling eggs into his mouth. “No bodies for you. Sally keeps taking them away from me, damn that girl.” Elvira sighed dramatically. She listened as Juliette sniped at their brother and was about to defend him when their father suddenly appeared. Elvira sat up straight as she was taught, tightening the belt of her robe in his presence, now wishing she’d gotten dressed instead. She hated to disappoint him so. She was quite surprised when he defended her nature to her younger sister and she had to clamp down on the urge to smirk in triumph at Juliette, knowing that her father’s keen eyes would most likely catch her in the act. “You are both my daughters and you are treated as such. Thus, I EXPECT you two to treat each other with respect SINCE neither of you have any right to complain about anything the other does. I hope, for your sakes, I am understood.” He spoke to Bart for a moment before looking at Elvira. “As for you, stop instigating your sister. Deny this, and I will have you starved for a week.” Elvira bowed her head in respect and answered. “Yes, Father. And I apologize for disrupting breakfast in such a way. If you will excuse me, I will return to my room to dress.” She gained her feet, kissing her brother on the top of his head before moving to kiss her father’s cheek. As she left the room, she turned to Juliette and smirked anyway before flouncing from the room.

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August 09, 2013 08:30PM

Dining Hall

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Juliette said nothing as she was feeling gained up on. Her words would most likely do little to stop Elvira from harassing her. Indeed, as her tart of a sister left the room, she gave her an agitating smirk. Gripping her knife, Juliette threw it across the room at her sister. She didn’t give two shits if her father scolded or punished her more. Being in this god-forsaken family was torture enough. Standing up, she kicked her chair back and stared daggers at the servants who were watching. This family seriously pissed her off and she had enough. No way would she act docile and polite to a family who gave her no respect. Looking to her father, she snapped “Go ahead and hurt me. I will not take back my words against her. She is vile and I hope she rots in Hell sooner than later. As for pride, I have no pride in having to live off of blood like a leeching vampire. There is nothing proud about almost being a half-breed.” Pushing back from the table, she practically growled at her father. She was the demon of spite, after all, and had the worst time controlling her anger and spite. Contempt flowed through her veins. Without another word, she stormed out of the room and into the family garden to cool off. Fucking demons.

Re: (RP) The Roxburg Family Manor.

August 10, 2013 02:40AM

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One could never say that the Roxburg family breakfasts were an ordinary affair. Far from it. The sumptuous display of foods that would tantalize the taste buds of any discerning food critic. And yet, the Roxburg children, if you could call them that, behaved so poorly with their manners and table talk, that it would be scandalous if anyone outside of the house were to find out.Bart was wearing a day suit, and he had been wise enough to remove his hat and coat before entering the dining room, but the way his sister’s were dressed, or in fact, Elvira, you would think they were actually in a high class brothel. It truly didn’t matter to Bartholomew, one way or another. He came home for breakfast specifically to enjoy the fruits of the house cook’s labour, and she was not to disappoint this morning. Enjoying yet another mouthful of egg, he grinned broadly at his sister Elvira, who greeted him with that saccharine sweet tone of hers. Oh that little minx was on a roll, already showing off her ample cleavage to the serving staff, but raising merry hell with her sister Juliette, who Bart had just missed in his failed egg attack.”Good morning, Bartykins.”"Morning Ellie, I say…you are glowing, practically busting out over there. And I thought the eggs were tempting me this day.” he wiggled his eyebrows in that dastardly way that he did, when he was up to no good. Course, Juliette was in a right state this morning, no doubt Elvira had gotten under her skin, like a maggot infestation. She tried to show the charm and poise of an aristocrat to her brother, but in it there was yet another dig at her sister.”You are so charming. Thank you kindly for that. Now I know I won’t have to worry about being pawed in public.”"Charming? Now there is a word that I don’t often used to describe me. I could offer a few up for debate, but I fear the female staff might find themselves getting hot and bothered.” Bart said with a smirk. He found it amusing that he really didn’t even have to try in order to start a family brawl, it always was the clash of the Sisters of Satan. In order to stop himself guffawing like a mad man, when he saw Juliette do the eyebrow wiggle at her sister, Bart picked up his cup of tea with his large hands, yet tried to hold the cup with his pinky sticking out. It did appear comical to say the least, but sadly the frivolity of the moment was soon lost, the minute that the patriarch of the family; Amos Roxburg entered the room. And sure enough, he witnessed the catty display from Bart’s sisters, and it was on…and they were both to be put in their place.Bart continued to eat his meal, as his father’s heated words were so bad, it was enough to peel the very wallpaper off the wall itself. The Son of Amos acted perfectly innocent to the childish display of his sister siblings, and even gave Juliette a stern look, which soon melted away into a winning smile. As his father started to tuck into his steak, having said his piece to the two girls, he turned his attention to Bart.”Son, on the topic of “show and tell”, as you call it, there are some human servants in the basement holding cells. do with them as you wish, I was already planning on killing them anyways.”

Bart’s face became gleeful as he placed his fork down on his plate with a clatter and then dabbed his mouth with his white napkin. Father was actually offering up some of the house staff for his own wicked ends, and of course, as corpses later on for the biology department. Draping his napkin across his plate, Bart’s eyes twinkled, as he started hatching his devilish plans.

“There is a female…in particular…you may…enjoy before you end her. The choice is yours.”

“A female, you say? Oh Father, you do spoil me so. And I promise to get good grades this term. My professor said I am a natural at law. Fancy that. Then again, I did get my silver tongue from you.” He finished his sentence by wrinkling his nose in a rat like fashion. Looking down at his empty dishes, he said. “Well I’m stuffed. Love to Cookie. Think I might go have a prod at the stock in the basement.”

Bart was about to rise, when his sister Elvira kissed the top of his head, as she swanned past to get dressed for the day. Such a loving family. Who could ask for more. Rising from the table, he smiled at his father, and then pulled the dagger out of the wall behind him that Juliette had thrown at Elvira and then he picked his teeth with it, as he strolled out of the room.

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Re: (RP) The Roxburg Family Manor.

August 10, 2013 08:06AM

Dining Room
Bess was right beside her husband as he took of for breakfast. He stopped in the door and Bess strode up to join him.
Her children sat bickering, as per usual and Bess felt a swell of anger at the scene. She cast a disapproving, cold blue gaze across the children and folded her arms. As Amos spoke and finished, she remained quiet, a slight smirk playing on her lips as her children sat still and fuming at their fathers words.

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As Amos headed for his seat, Bess stood on a little long in the door way as they all spoke, yet the calm that had descended upon the room did not last long. Juliette was first, she rose and cried her displeasure for her sister. Bess could do nothing but smirk as he daughter wailed and stormed out of the room. Bess did not move however, so Juliette had to duck out and around her “That girl must learn her place” She finally said, glancing over her shoulder to where the door had slammed shut “I would teach her myself…yet she tires me” Bess rolled her eyes and headed around the table to the empty seat on the right hand side of her husband. She sat and a small slave girl with big green eyes and a mouth that always seemed to hang lax scurried over and placed a plate before her. Bread, salt and smoked salmon sat upon it. Bess lifted a sliver of the salmon and put it in her mouth she chewed and swallowed just as Elvira and Bart left the room. Rolling her eyes but smiling slightly, Bess tore at a piece of bread and lifted it to her mouth “Two of of three isn’t bad” she mumbled, turning back to her food before glancing at Amos.
It was no secret that Juliette and Bess did not get on. The underlying rivalry between the two made Bess almost as bad as a girl again “She must be taken to heel” she said simply, licking salt from her fingers and eyeing her husband as he ate. Bess didn’t have to say who she was talking about
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Harroway Village Inn (2) – The Blood of Kings.

August 10, 2013, 7:10 pm

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Re: [RP] Harroway Village (In the Night Lands)

August 09, 2013 07:51AM

Harroway Village Inn – Metia’s room

Metia spent minutes in that room, trying to endure the pain, not making any kind of loud noise to alert her husband or daughter. God, psychical wounds was always this painful to deal with, but she always prefers a psychical wound than a heart one. Its always different, with a psychical wound, there’s always treatment, and soon the pain will subside, but when its a heart wound, it will kick you down to your knees, and keep you there permanently if you let it. Its always more harder to heal a heart wound, and Metia knows that, because she has that wound for years now. People always told her, for heal a heart wound, it will be with love, and not even with Henry and her two children, she was able to heal totally. So instead of crying around from heart broken of her past, she replaces that pain with hatred, wickedness, selfishness, any feeling more stronger than the emotional one.
After those minutes, Metia could hear a voice from a maid outside, telling the King to calm down and that he couldn’t enter in that room because the Queen didn’t allowed so. Luckily for her, her wounds was already healed, and she looked like her skin never got burnt, but she did have a tiring yet cold expression on. We couldn’t really blame the woman for that, she was tired from this all, tired because she needs a female soul soon to consume, tired because her daughter didn’t payed attention to Metia’s words about not trusting any men, tired because now she got pregnant, and Joffrey was being such a demon and not collaborate, she just hoped he would realize the problems he caused and take responsibility, because if she went back to the Night Lands Kingdom, the Queen Rose clearly would jump on Metia, and no cat fight is needed.
she had no dress to wear, but she still had the long fur coat, so she just asked another maid that was inside the room, for give her any kind of dress, it didn’t matter what it was, as long as it would help covering her body. The woman handed her simple brown dress. Metia before put it on, began to dry off her skin, because she was sweating from the all pain. Then she fixed her hair for not look so messy, and finally put on the brown dress, along with her fur coat.

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Now Metia was finally dressed, and she could finally leave the room. Stepping closer to the door, she open it slightly, and saw her husband. She still had that cold and tired expression on, but she still could feel Joffrey’s presence around, so he did showed up. As long as he wasn’t her for make her rage again, everything would be fine.
“Where’s Selene?”
Metia asked, looking up at her husband with a slight frown. Her first concern would be her daughter, and believe it or not, she would do anything to kill the baby that would soon grow in Selene’s tummy. They was mixing races, mixing a demon with an angel, when Metia put this two together for marry was only for change Selene’s personality, and not start making babies when they wasn’t even married or had a kingdom to control. It disgusted her, and it left her upset. Her motherhood side was playing as well.

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August 09, 2013 02:07PM

Harroway Village Inn- Selene’s Room

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Selene let out a squeal as Joffrey’s arms scooped her up. Smiling brightly, she closed her eyes as his lips met hers. Murmuring against his moans, her fingers threaded into his hair. She couldn’t believe what was happening. He loved her, and he was here kissing her. As his hands caressed over her back, she held onto him tighter as though he would disappear if he let go. When he pulled back to look at her, Selene’s green eyes searched her love’s face. She was glad she would never have to question him again. As they gazed at one another, the princess realized she had never told Joffrey that she loved him. Though she hoped her actions would say it all, she knew he had to hear the words out loud. Moving her hands to cup his face, she looked down at him with so much love. “Joffrey…I love you. I love you so much and promise to never doubt you again.” Shaking her head, she sighed and then pressed her forehead against his. “I don’t care about who you were before. I’m in love with the man in front of me and I want to be with you forever.”Giggling with glee, she leaned down to kiss him again while kicking her feet out behind her excitedly. He was here! After a few moments of raining kisses down on his lips, she pulled back to look at him. “Oh…my mother and father are here. Father says we will go home. I hope you won’t miss me terribly.” She smiled playfully and began caressing his goatee again. “I will explain everything to father and hopefully he will understand that it will be best for me to stay here. I can’t deprive you of your child, after all.” Looking down at him affectionately, she didn’t bring up the wedding. Joffrey had enough on his plate and she was just glad he was here.

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Re: [RP] Harroway Village (In the Night Lands)

August 10, 2013 03:54AM

Harroway Village Inn – Metia’s room

The servants had shown the King to where he might find his adored wife Metia, but nothing could prepare him for the shock of seeing her. Wrapped in a fur to keep out the cold, and beneath a simple brown smock dress, that would have belonged to one of the inn staff. Her facial expression was one of concern, mixed with annoyance, and so unlike his fair Queen usually was. This was most unlike her, and the King nearly tripped over himself, to be before her, and take her in his arms.”My darling…what happened to you? Are you alright? Did the family Brax not treat you well?”

He was so full of questions as he gazed down at her and then kissed the top of her head, pulling her even closer into his protective embrace. But his wife had a question, and wanted it answered.

“Where’s Selene?”

“Why, I was just with her, and my darling please. I was able to drive off the evil that had plagued her, and I saw with my own eyes, the very essence within her subside. The poor girl. Her heart is broken, yes. But I know that as a family we are the ones that truly love her and will make sure she is taken home and cared for. Even if I have to steal Calypso away from you so that she might offer round the clock care. She deserves only the very best.”

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The King then smiled at his love, as his aura began to increase, and he attempted to warm his love with his angel like ability to provide light into the darkened room

“Selene will be fine. A bath and she is resting. But I wish to care for you now. I have missed you my darling. And…I have been thinking. I know this is a lot to ask, but I would like to try again for another child. Only if you are willing of course. Think of it…like you and Selene can have your babies at the same time. Isn’t that a nice way to bond with her?”

King Henry did often come up with weird and wonderful ideas, in which to make for a happy family life. What on earth would Metia think?

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August 10, 2013 05:50AM

Harroway Inn – Selene’s room

An embrace that was one of two lovers that desperately needed the other. A kiss of truth to steal their breath, and Joffrey let himself fall once more. For all his wickedness, there was at the very center of his heart a yearning to be loved. Everyone has this, regardless if they are evil or not, and in Selene’s arms, he found that love, and he was not going to let it go, now or ever.”Joffrey…I love you. I love you so much and promise to never doubt you again.”

Her words were so soothing to the demon Prince’s troubled mind, and he could only kiss her lips again and again, then nip at her earlobe, whispering;

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“I have sinned, I can’t lie, but when I met you, the demon within me is almost put to sleep, so that I may for once experience what love truly is. All my life I have wanted nothing more than to be loved, and allow me to love that person in return. That is you, Selene. I did change for you, and not because I was forced or told too, but because I wanted too.”

He drew back and then said as he gazed into her eyes

“You make me want to be a better man.”

But then his love teased him, though these words were said in truth; “Oh…my mother and father are here. Father says we will go home. I hope you won’t miss me terribly.” Joffrey’s brows creased, at the thought that she was now going to be taken away from him, after everything, and he almost looked stricken till she said; “I will explain everything to father and hopefully he will understand that it will be best for me to stay here. I can’t deprive you of your child, after all.”

It was then, Joffrey had a cunning plan, and one that he knew would seal them as more than just lovers, or simply betrothed. He took up both her hands in his, and asked;

“Let’s run away…tonight. Elope in the mountains, I know of a wise man, and he can perform the ceremony. No need for royalty or big weddings. Just the two of us. I mean..” -he placed his hand upon her belly and then whispered “..the three of us.” His reasons were simple. Once they were married, nothing and no one could come between them. Not her family, nor his. He was afterall the heir to the Brax house, regardless of who he wed.

“Say you will come with me?”

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Re: [RP] Harroway Village (In the Night Lands)

August 10, 2013 06:32AM

Harroway Village Inn – Metia’s room

Metia was just waiting for her King to tell her where was Selene, but he just stepped closer to her, and took her into his embrace. Believe it or not, Metia enjoyed it, she was enjoying having her husband closer and holding her, and she clearly was hating herself at this moment for being able to enjoy such thing. She was just tired and having somebody else holding her was actually good.
She placed her palms softly against his chest, but didn’t pushed him away, she remained closer to him, and closed her eyes for a second, like she was resting. Then questions from him began to rain, asking her if the Brax family treated her right. Well, if you think her future son-in-law just ate a part of her skin was actually treating well, then yes. She couldn’t really tell him that she faced Joffrey’s demon form, and herself was raging back in the mountains. Sometimes you can’t control a over-protective mother. Even if she’s evil, Selene is still someone she thinks will change and be more like herself, about her son, he’s kind of distant, so there isn’t much she can do.
Metia soon open her eyes, and looked up at the King, listening to his words about how Selene was, so she was indeed pregnant, and god, she was going to carry that baby? It seemed wrong, even in Metia’s mind that was wrong, Selene was just too young. Wouldn’t that be a struggle for her? It was already a struggle for Metia carry angels in her womb back then. Her husband was able to drive off the evil within her, and that her heart was broken, that meant Selene fell in love, a thing that Metia warned her, but she didn’t payed attention to her mother’s wise words. But she was glad at least her daughter was going back home, and in there they could take care of her. She really needed to start think about other man to marry her.
“Well, I’m glad. And yes, Calypso is the best person out there for support.-”
While the Queen was trying to say those words, she noticed the darkness aura was disappearing, and the King’s angelic aura was taking its place, so calmly. That wasn’t the problem right now, the problem was what he was telling her next. She clearly went breathless for awhile.

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What? Did she heard him well? He wanted another child? What for? She might have “lost” the other one, but then they had Selene so it wasn’t a need to make another, right? Then she heard his reasons, wanting her to make some bond with her daughter. Well, Metia knew she could be a strict mother when she wanted to, but that’s only for show her daughter the evils this world holds. But getting pregnant? Well, could she even go against the King’s words. Her job here was please him, not herself, but him. Closing her eyes for a second, Metia took a deep breathe, thinking about the matter. This had so many ways to go wrong, but so many ways to go right. Maybe this time she would have a child as evil as her, maybe she would have some support in her family that thought like her.
The moment she open her eyes, she stared up at her husband, and a smile slowly grew upon her face.
“That will be..lovely.”
Her voice was soft like it should be. But she had a hard time on trying to find the best word to describe this. She placed her fragile palms upon her King’s cheeks, and tip-toed, pressing her lips softly against his. As she gave him soft yet a bit long kiss. Such acting she was doing just for get what she wants. But maybe this all might change Metia, she’s already hating herself for enjoy having her husband closer, so getting pregnant of another child from him, was just what she “needed” for change into a good person.
Let’s just hope she doesn’t.

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Earth RP – Into Darkness.

August 10, 2013, 11:01 pm

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Re: Shore Leave RP

August 10, 2013 01:21AM

Carol’s Apartment

Her leg was broken. It hurt. It hurt, but she didn’t feel it. She couldn’t feel it. She could only watch as Khan approached her father. He took the admiral’s head in his hands. The seemingly older man was slammed down into one of the console’s chairs. The sickening crunches started soon after. And then her father was dead. It wasn’t professional, and she wished she hadn’t. But within seconds, Carol screamed.

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However, she also screamed in the real world as she shot up in her bed, her short blonde hair stuck to her face, which was coated in sweat. She’d had the nightmare every night for the past year or so. It haunted her. She couldn’t get away from it. She didn’t know why she felt so bad about it. Except she did. She did know why she felt so guilty.

It was because, deep down, she was happy. She was happy that Fleet Admiral Alexander Marcus had died in the events caused by Khan Noonien Singh. And that happiness was eating her alive.

Re: Shore Leave RP

August 10, 2013 01:36AM

Star Fleet Academy Hospital – Nurse’s Lounge

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Christine was almost ecstatic to be out of this place. The other nurses were conversing so giddily about Doctor McCoy finally being on shore leave that it was driving her nuts. She finally spoke up to make them be quiet. “You realize you’re information is outdated, correct?” The other white-clad women looked at her, their faces not quite in shock but a little confused. “He’s leaving tomorrow. He probably won’t even come in for a second. I know I wouldn’t.” They all turned away from her, but she smirked. That had been the desired effect.

She stood slowly and left the lounge, her heels clicking as she went. It sucked working on her last day on Earth for the next five years. But it was better than doing nothing.

Re: Shore Leave RP

August 10, 2013 02:01AM

The Streets of San Francisco

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Suka was ignoring Hudson, and Hudson was ignoring Suka. The woman had offered to drive the Irathient back to the academy after she had been caught illegally street racing in Mexico. She had almost laughed at how much Suka reminded her of Jim Kirk – but then she realized it was because Suka had absolutely no respect for the rules, and the laughter had dried up. ”Y’know, if one more kid has to have an Admiral Pike save their ass from removal from Star Fleet, I think I’m going to have to start a pardon charity.” Hudson was trying to lighten the mood, but Suka wasn’t participating. ”Are you giving me the silent treatment, or just being more quiet than usual?” ”I don’t like it here.”

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At this point in her career, Hudson didn’t understand why anyone would really join Star Fleet if they didn’t like it. Hell, even her brother had joined. He’d hated Star Fleet so much when they were kids. She sighed. It had been a year – she needed to stop reminding herself that she missed him. ”The mission is a bad idea.” Hudson knew the girl wouldn’t see it, but she gave her a look that screamed ‘Of course it is, James Tiberius fucking Kirk was involved’.

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August 10, 2013 04:39PM

Just Outside of Star Fleet Academy

“I can’t believe you’re doing this!” Zia’s oldest friend, and one of her few, skipped behind her as they made their way back to Star Fleet Academy. “Parker, I’ve been involved with Star Fleet for a while now. Why are you acting like this is news?” Zia rolled her eyes. Parker knew her when she had been different. She helped her get through her father’s death and was still her friend even though she was not the same person. “Because this time you’re going on a five year mission on the Enterprise! The fucking Enterprise! You do realize who the Captain is right?” Zia chose to ignore this. Of course she knew who she would have to take orders from. And, no, she didn’t like it. But it would be worth it for her. She was ready to do something big. She was done just sitting around and training. It was time to take some action. “You’re right.” She stopped in her tracks and turned around to face Parker. “I am going on the Enterprise.” Her face lit up into one of her rare smiles.

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Regina’s Apartment

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Regina sat on the floor of her room, throwing a ball against the wall to pass the time. She was very ready to be leaving. A change in scenery was exactly what she needed. Even if it meant having to deal with her sister on board. Even at a young age Regina hadn’t liked being involved in the same things as Carol. They were just naturally drawn to the same kinds of things. But that left people comparing the two of them and Regina felt she was nothing like her sister. But she was smart and talented enough to be put on the Enterprise. Sadly, so was her sister. But she didn’t care. There was no point in acting like she didn’t like something just because Carol did as well. Or her father. He’d been an asshole. She was not scared of becoming like him. There was no chance of it happening. So, needless to say, she was excited for this mission. Regardless of who she would forced to see for five years.

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Re: Earth RP

August 10, 2013 05:42PM

Noonan’s Bar & Grill

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Kirk raised his glass of romulan rum in toast to Uhura with a smile. Here’s to Starfleet having both the intelligence and the momentary insanity, to put Captain James T Kirk and the Enterprise at the wheel of the most significant mission in Earth’s History. God Bless em…I wouldn’t trust me. He took a drink with a grimace as the thick liquor burned its way down his throat. He almost didn’t come out, but he thought he’d enjoy some good old Earth fun, at least before he left. He looked around the Bar as if he would actually find whom he was looking for. Where the Hell is Old Pointy anyways? Aren’t you two attached at the hip these days?

Re: Earth RP

August 10, 2013 07:54PM

Noonan’s Bar & Grill

Entering the bar, Commander Spock surveyed the patrons that sat in a row along the bar, and sure enough, he overheard the voice of Captain Kirk, raising his glass and toasting to the Star fleet for putting him at the wheel of the Enterprise. With a dead pan expression, he crossed the floor, shaking his head to the bartender who wished to serve him a drink, and instead stood in behind Jim, as he asked;

“Where the Hell is Old Pointy anyways? Aren’t you two attached at the hip these days?’

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“Negative..Captain. I don’t believe that we are attached at the hip, as you say. It would be difficult to function freely.”

Spock could see that the Captain had been at the bar a while, by the number of empty glasses and asked;

“Should you really be drinking prior to the mission, Captain? It could end up on report.”

As always Commander Spock was a non nonsense Vulcan, and had a disdain for Jim’s behavior. In fact being in this environment had the Commander unsettled. Humans and their strange habits. Commander Spock nodded firmly towards Uhura and then waited for Jim to speak.

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Re: Earth RP

August 10, 2013 08:08PM

Kirk drained his glass and plopped it down with a sigh. There’s the Man of the Hour. Come on now, stop being a Robot and have a seat with your Captain and your Main Squeeze… He looked at Uhura with shrug. Don’t worry Commander Pouty Lips, I’m not flying the ship. I’m actually drinking to You Buddy. You admitted to having a Soul, that’s huge! He of course was referring to a year back when He nearly died and Spock had an actual emotional reaction. But it seemed he forgot so easily and was back to the usual Stick in the Butt Vulcan.

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He leaned back in his chair to look at Spock. WHat? You gonna report me again…get my ship taken away again? Buddy, we gotta work on your Friendship Skills. Sit down, relax, pull the stick out awhile. I’m sure sitting will be more comfortable after.He teased, pushing the empty glasses aside. He was done drinking. He only drank because he was nervous about the mission, even with years of leading the Crew of the Enterprise through some wild events.

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Re: Earth RP

August 10, 2013 08:54PM

Noonan’s Bar & Grill

Uhura shook her head and rolled her eyes as she toasted with the rest, but she had a smile on her face. This five year mission would be a long one, but she would be lying if she said she wasn’t eager to begin it. She was about to answer the captain that she did not know where Spock was at the moment when he appeared next to them. Her smile grew and she reached out for him to come sit with them. “You’re right, being attached at the hip would be very difficult,” she said to him before looking at Kirk in amusement.
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She moved her long dark hair that was actually down for once behind her so it was out of the way as she looked around at everyone else in the bar before turning back to Kirk as he spoke about Spock. She raised an eyebrow, but kept her mouth shut. The two of them had a very interesting friendship that she didn’t fully understand, but clearly supported. After all, she knew better than anyone that Spock really did have feelings. Even if they weren’t always as “logical” as he tried to make them sound. “No bickering,” she warned, looking from Spock to Kirk and giving Kirk a pointed look. “The rest of us have five years to listen to it all,” she said with a laugh and took a drink.

Re: Earth RP

August 10, 2013 08:57PM

Star Fleet Academy Student Entrance

Hudson’s vehicle glided to a gentle stop. She really hated this “modern” inner city “cars”, if you could even call it that. She would have preferred something from the pre-Federation era, something vintage, albeit ancient. Unfortunately, that kind of car usually attracted a lot of unwanted attention – and it was a royal pain in the ass to keep in a functioning condition. ”Alright, have fun on your last day. And by the way, you’re really lucky that they didn’t take whatever you earned from you. It can’t hurt to have a little extra to go around.” Suka didn’t look like she was going to say anything at first, and she didn’t look like she was going o get out either. Hudson leaned over slightly toward the wheel, having turned sideways in her seat to look at Suka, who was also facing that same way. ”Hey, kid, you know that it’s really an honor to serve aboard the Enterprise.” Suka didn’t look at her as she picked up the small sack she’d had at her feet. ”Not when the captain could easily say ‘Hey let’s go to Voltan, I’m sure it’s a nice planet, let’s get half the crew killed and break the Prime Directive while we’re at it even though that’s the number one thing that we’re taught in the academy not to fucking do’.”

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Hudson locked the door before Suka could open it, tapping her finger on the wheel until the girl turned. ”You do not know what it’s like to have to make a decision like that, to have to choose between your colleague and friend or-” ”Neither do you. You don’t know what it’s like to choose between a single life and-” ”-but I do know what it’s like to lose someone you love to something as stupid as an archive bombing!” The older woman’s breathing was a little heavy, and she turned back forward in her seat and let Suka out.

Mere minutes later, she was so ready to just go back to her apartment and sleep until someone came to get her, but a call from Doctor Marcus changed her plans. ”You want to go where? Are you shitting me? I am not your chauf-” She sighed and told the younger woman she would pick her up in five minutes, cussing under her breath as she turned her vehicle around to head to nearly the other side of the city.

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A Stitch in Time – A Pirate’s Life.

August 11, 2013, 1:35 am

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Roleplay Live : A Pirate’s Life

A Stitch in time

Players:

LadyBelz
CharlotteCarrendar

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LadyBelz: – Nearly a week had passed since the ship had barely escaped from Port Royale. On orders of the ship’s doc and under the threat of death from Moon himself, Tim was ordered to stay by Rachael’s side. She had contracted a fever from her injuries and was drenched in sweat, talking to people only she could see. Tim took up a cool cloth from the bowl beside the bed and dabbed at the sweat on her brow. “Momma! No!” she cried out at one point, sitting upright, eyes awash with fever and pain. It took the combined efforts of three of the crew to settle her back in when she tried to climb from the bed, at which point, the wound the doc had painstakenly stitched up broke open once more and bled fiercely. She passed out from the pain. Every day, crew would stop by her sick bed to check on her, tend to her when Tim needed a break or sleep himself. She was one of them. They would not abandon one of their own, even if she was a woman. Many a man had been saved by her at one point or another, including the captain himself, proving to them that she was as much a pirate as the rest of them. Now if only she would wake up…

CharlotteCarrendar; – Day eight. The Captain stood at the helm, his face as dark as that of the clouds, that hung over the ship, day after day. The wind had died down, so the ship barely moved through the blackened sea. Many of the crew went about their chores in silence. Hearts and minds all on the one that had brought them through tragedy and triumph. And now, in her darkest hour, the men paid their respects. Hats removed, faces sullen. Hushed words, as the Doctor checked her over, again and again. Her stitches needed replacing, after a wild outburst, brought on by a rising fever. Twas to be expected with her infections. But if it was one thing the Captain knew, was the inner strength of his darling Rachael. The woman was a fighter, as much in spirit as in her will to live. The Captain stared out to sea, his true home, the cradle of his world. And yet, he could not imagine a life without her at his side. The first mate who now guided the ship, turned his head and sighed, having seen the Captain stand in that one place, for many an hour. He had not been down yet to see her this day. Her pained cries, cut his heart as though slashed with a blade. Wait….it was all he could do. <3>

LadyBelz: -Day Ten. Tim slowly opened his eyes, wincing as various aches and pains made themselves known. He regretted falling asleep in the chair the night before, having had the idea to read one of his books out loud, hoping Rachael would hear him in her fevered dreams. She had still been feverish the night before. As the sun eased its way over the horizon, a shaft of sunlight penetrated the portal directly over the bed that Rachael was resting upon. It was then Tim realized there was something different. The night before, Rachael’s breathing had been deep and labored. Now it was quiet. Scared, Tim jumped to his feet, nearly falling to the floor as pins and needles stabbed through his body. Stomping around to wake them up, he ran to her bedside, pressing his ear to her chest. The steady beat of her heart reassured him that she was still alive. “Ye better be havin a damn good reason to be havin your face smashed into me bosom, young Tim.” came a most welcome, yet tired voice. Startled, Tim raised his head to stare into the half closed eyes of his charge. His smile was brighter than any sunrise she had ever seen. “Miss Rachael, tis a fair sight indeed ta see you awake again.” he grinned, tears blurring his vision. She raised a shaky hand and pressed it against his cheek. “Stop yer bawlin and let me rest.” she smacked his cheek gently before she removed her hand and placing it on her chest. She drifted back to sleep, fever broken and on the road to healing. Grinning like a fool, he took off at a run to the helm to share the news.

CharlotteCarrendar; -The door to the Captain’s cabin flew open, with the beaming Cabin boy, busting out, causing many a man to stop and stare. Was she dead? Had Poseidon claimed yet another beauty to the deep? The Captain was off in his own thoughts, as the lapping of the waves against the side of the ship was his tempo. Tim leaps at two steps a time to reach the helm, running now to the Captain. “Capn’…Capn’!” He cried, the swelling of emotion from days of praying and waiting at her bedside had paid off. The Captain slowly turned his head, the lines in his face looked to have been carved by a sculptor’s chisel. Pale blue eyes cast down at the lad. “Speak….don’t just stand there, breathing all over my coat. What is it?” The boy placed his hands upon his knees, almost lost for breath. “It’s Mistress…She’s…she’s…well, Sir!” Could it be, that the dreaded fever had finally lost its grip on his beloved. The crew were all murmuring, until it could be confirmed. Placing his right hand on the lad’s shoulder, Moon said firmly. “Fetch the Doctor….Have him meet me by her side.” The boy didn’t need to be told twice, dashing back down the stairs and heading to the galley, while the Captain straightened his hat, and walked calmly back across the deck and down the stairs, in the full sight of his men. He dare not show too much emotion, for a Captain is a leader of men, and one that must always have a level head. Opening the door to his cabin, the first sight was of the rays of light that shone through the portal, illuminating the skin of his fair Rachael. A sight like no other, an angel sent from heaven, and dressed like a common pirate.

The Captain removed his hat and then knelt down at the side of her bed, gazing over her, watching the rise and fall of her chest. So serene, when in days past he had heard nothing but her tortured screams of delirium.

“You Woman….have put me through hell. Ya know that? Damned…to blazes. Almost shed a tear in front of meh men. What you makin’ me? I be no mad fop with the fancy wigs. I am supposed to be a bloody pirate. So….don’t do this again. Or…or…I bloody kill you myself.” <3>

LadyBelz: – “Jesus, Mary and Joseph! What the bloody hell does it take fer a body ta get some rest? Stop yammerin in me ear, ya bloody bastard!” Rachael groaned, wincing when she tried to throw an arm over her eyes and nearly pulling her stitches apart. She returned her arm to its original position and cracked an eye open to glare at the man hovering at her bedside. “Ye look like shite.” she snickered, taking in his pale face and bloodshot eyes. “And ye’d look fecking daft with a wig on, ye prat. Besides…I live to put ye through hell. It’s me one great passion in me life.”

CharlotteCarrendar: – Pulling back his head, as though each word that sprang from her lips was fueled with acid, even he was stunned by her wicked and somewhat upsetting retort. ‘Shite?” Moon said, startled, and to be honest, he did, but had not been back in his cabin to pay attention to his appearance. “You fly my best pants up the bloody flag pole and wonder why I look like Shite?” Now he was spitting and cussing, even invented a few new ones, as he got up and powered up and down the cabin, his parrot dancing along his perch imitating the mad Captain, who seemed to have lost the plot. But on passing his dirty mirror, he accidentally caught sight of himself, and this….made him stop. Blinking at the reflection, he took two steps towards it and sure enough, the older man in the mirror, DID look like Shite. “Damned to hell. I should have been a merchant.” <3>

LadyBelz : – Rachael snickered as the man paced back and forth, sobering as he stood before the mirror. “Ye were worried about me.” It was a statement, not a question. “I’m sorry, me love. I should have listened ta ye when ye said nothing good could come from being in Port Royale. Tis me own fault, me own stubborn nature that got us into a bad row.” she sighed, turning her gaze to the portal over her cot. “I just had ta know if me mum was all right…turns out she’s dead…” Her voice had gone soft at the end of her tale, but no tears escaped her eyes.

CharlotteCarrendar: -Running a finger across one of his many crows feet, he then bared his gritted teeth at the mirror, and started to play with his face, in order to make the lines vanish. Mind you, nothing short of sewing his scalp back to his head would make him look any younger. For a Pirate, he was moderately proud of his appearance, and the days without sleep and worry, had caused the Captain to age, about ten years. Moon even seemed to forget about Rachael for a fleeting moment, till he heard her say…”I’m sorry, me love. I should have listened ta ye when ye said nothing good could come from being in Port Royale. Tis me own fault, me own stubborn nature that got us into a bad row.” Never a truer word was spoken, but why was it, whenever she would apologize, it would crumble the hard exterior of the Pirate away. Snorting as he listened, trying his best not to show his inner feelings, he turned on his right foot and simply said. “Aye..” He could have said more…a great deal more, but for the risk of turning into a sad sop, he tried to keep the stiff upper lip. “That man that chased us fair out of Royale…he been bad to ya?” In all honesty, Moon knew very little of Rachael’s past. <3>

LadyBelz: -”That man that chased us fair out of Royale…he been bad to ya?” came the question a silent moment later. Dragging her gaze away from the portal, she turned her head toward him, pain and anger fighting for dominance in her gaze. “T’was me step-da. Married me mum after me da was murdered. I hated him from the start. He married me mum for her money, spending it on drink and games of chance. He grew deeper in debt, unable to pay off his bets…so he turned me mother into his whore…selling her to any man who could pay a coin for a night between her legs. Tried doing the same ta me when I was but three and ten, tried ta marry me off to this pig of a man. Tis when I ran away…I stowed away on yer ship soon after…but I made a promise ta meself to return when I could to see me mum again…and he killed her. He said it was an accident, that she tripped and fell down the stairs…but he was smirkin and gloatin when he said it…and I knew then…the bastard murdered her…I had a feeling he was the one to kill me da as well, but I could never find proof of his dealins.” she sighed, looking away from him. “By my hand, he will pay for his sins against me family.” she vowed.

CharlotteCarrendar : – A tale of woe, the likes that would pluck at your heart strings. There are many a cruel man in this world, and it would seem that her mother was to have had fate deal her a bad hand. Even a pirate has a code, a code of honor. But not this bastard, that had caused such heartache to the fair Rachael. As Rachael recounted the steps of her life that led her to the ship, on which she now sailed, the Captain had even more reason to be proud of this fine woman. Sure, he spoke so harshly, and with a gruffness, that he would any other man under his command, but if the truth dared to be spoken, if he was to speak the words of his true heart, she would see him for his real self. A passionate man, one that would lay down his life for his love. On the words, “By my hand, he will pay for his sins against me family.” Captain Moon stared out the portal, the same one she had done, and said in a hushed tone; “And so my blade, I will grant thee…may you stain it with his blood, and it flow across the earth, to be soaked and soothe the ache of your Mother’s spirit.” <3>

LadyBelz ; – As he made his pledge to her, the lock she had so carefully placed around her own heart broke free. She had always been reserved around this man, not fully pledging herself to him, afraid. But he had been by her side, and she by his through thick and thin, bad and good…and he remained by her side still, when he could have easily tossed her overboard. She gave him a small smile. “I thank you for your pledge, My Lord.” she stated, solemnly, without a trace of the language of the pirates that she had adopted as her own over the years. She yawned then, face coloring with embarassement as she hadn’t had time to cover her mouth as a lady should. “I’m so bloody tired.” she whispered, as her eye slowly closed. The doctor moved around Moon to check his patient before he looked up at the Captain. “She must rest still. The fever still lingers and I dinna want her suffering a relapse and hindering her recovery. But recover she will…ready to drive ye ta drink once again.” the doc grinned.

CharlotteCarrendar ; -The Captain knew that his beloved needed her rest, the first sign of the stifled yawn, and he held a breath deep in his chest, before releasing it slowly. On showing of her small smile, he did something that he had never done before. As if pulled by tiny strings, the corners of his lips did so move upward. Was this a smile? It was the best he could muster, but was heartwarming to see. A glimpse of the Captain, no one else would ever be privy to see. “Rest…its good.” Yes, rest is good, and by god’s he could use some too. Had he been any worse, he would have gotten into bed beside her, but instead, he simply wandered over to his desk, and sat down in his ornate chair, kicking back up his boots on the oak desk and tipping his hat down over his eyes, he promptly drifted off to sleep. What does a Captain dream about you may ask? I can imagine, it would be a setting, far from Port Royale and the dramas that they had fled, but instead a cove, one that was lush and green, with his darling Rachael, dressed like that of the women in oil paintings, he had seen on many a raid. A bride in white satin, who he would carry off into the dark of night, and be one with….forever. <3>