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Post by Owlwing on Jun 4, 2009 15:53:43 GMT -5
Christabella smiled, and put her hand on his face. "This is not your falt at all, you have nothing to be sorry for."
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Post by Leafshadow on Jun 4, 2009 16:09:10 GMT -5
"Nothing to be sorry for?" Lucan said, breaking eye contact and glancing away guiltily. "Look at yourself, Christabella. How can I not be sorry about this?"
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Post by Owlwing on Jun 4, 2009 16:12:57 GMT -5
"Lucan." A little laugh left her throat. "This." She pionted to her body. "Is all my falt! Stop beating yourself up, you have done nothing wrong!"
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Post by Leafshadow on Jun 4, 2009 17:59:19 GMT -5
"Well," Lucan finally responded. "You know me. I'm always worrying about you.....And the rest of the coven" He looked up at Christabella, then glanced back over his shoulder. A pale hand stretched out and grabbed the sewing needle. He sighed softly, toying with it in his hands. "Let's get this over with." He said. Pulling a needle through someone's skin wasn't exactly a pleasant thought, but it'd be much better off than if they just left it how it was right now.
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Post by Owlwing on Jun 5, 2009 9:19:42 GMT -5
Christabella looked down at her hands. If he thinks this is bad...... I can't let him see my sides.....they make these look like little cuts.
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Post by Echostar on Jun 22, 2009 9:42:29 GMT -5
After another mile, Cillian and Giersha had come to Taevi's castle. The enite place looked like something out of a horror film, with the giant pointed font gate, to the black tiled roof. "I never really liked this place," Cillian mused aloud. "Even though I can't see it, there's a strange air about it that makes me uncomfortable."
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Post by Saberstar on Jun 29, 2009 10:54:16 GMT -5
"The view is horrifying...It just seeps an aura of darkness and hatred..." she whispered, her eyes flicking nervously. "I hate it here..." she said, gripping her bow tightly.
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Post by Echostar on Jun 29, 2009 12:21:59 GMT -5
Cillian took a deep breath. "Let's go. They don't know why we're here, so prepare for an attack. But whatever you do, don't kill any of them." He stepped forward through the giant gate, but he walked slowly and calmly, alert to everything and not showing any sort of fear. His cape cracked like a whip behind him as the wind picked up. Placing his hands in his pockets, he grasped his claw blades, readying his fingers to slid them on should he be ambushed. This is why I wanted to come alone. With two of us here, they may think this is a preemtive strike. Only me and they wouldn't feel as threatened.
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Post by Leafshadow on Jul 8, 2009 13:36:16 GMT -5
"There we go..." Lucan trailed off slightly, still mad at himself as he pulled the last stitch through the vampress's pale, bloodstained skin. He wiped his forehead against his white sleeve, a bead of sweat staining it. "Lucreita!" He turned his head towards the entrance of the room, his loud voice carrying down the marbled stairs. "Have you got those supplies yet?"
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Post by Owlwing on Jul 8, 2009 13:42:36 GMT -5
"UGH! I am looking! SOMEONE Does NOT know how to put stuff back!" She yelled
Christabella looked up at Lucan. "Thank you." She whispered, placing her hand on his face, and gentaly kissing him.
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Post by Echostar on Jul 12, 2009 15:46:49 GMT -5
Cillian slowed his pace as he neared the castle doors, his fingers gripping the claws tightly. They's better be understanding or someone's going to get hurt. Now, he was only feet away from the door. Tell me they're not going to attack. Please.
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Post by Saberstar on Jul 18, 2009 10:32:07 GMT -5
Giersha's breathing pace quickened and she swallowed hard, gripping her bow with such force that she could easily snap it in half. As Cillian opened the door she jumped back with a scream as a huge were bat leapt forward, screeching and clawing for him. A thick steel chain was wrapped tightly to a metal collar that closed around his thick neck fur. It continued to howl and snarl viciously until a suave and eerie voice chittered a lost language to it. It looked up at her, still growling and reluctantly taking a step back, rubbing its head against her thigh. Quickly, she ran to Cillian's side, kneeling down before loooking up to find the source of the voice. That must be Lady Taevi.... she thought, her eyes still wide with shock. "Excuse Lokvey, he can be a bit harsh..." the beautiful vampire queen said, her eyes slitted.
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Post by Echostar on Jul 19, 2009 18:48:53 GMT -5
Cillian cleared his throat and got to his feet, his brilliant silver eyes calm. "Lady Teavi," he addressed formally, "we come here simply to talk, not fight," he began.
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Post by Owlwing on Jul 19, 2009 20:01:36 GMT -5
((heyy to make things less confussing can we switch this over to Teavi's reign??))
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Post by Leafshadow on Jul 22, 2009 20:46:03 GMT -5
((I guess....)
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