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Post by Yuno on Jul 30, 2012 3:52:29 GMT
Svetlana giggled at Nix as she walked to the dance floor with him. "I don't mind..I just dont like the politics..and besides you are saving me from having to avoid a fight with Tyrin. He is still mad that I beat him in a knife throwing contest a few years back at a bar in Yeva...half breeds and such." she chuckled again as she bowed to him her wings flourishing outwards as the dance began.
After several times around the floor and many missteps and pinched toes Svetlana strode from the floor dragging Nix with her giggling. "You dance like my cousin Nika." she smiled bowing again, "Thank you so much." She returned to their group in time to hear the question from Emilia. "I think we will do just fine." she glanced at the wolf and her eyes lit with interest. She turned to Sammael and her eyes nearly popped as she rushed into a curtsy her eyes lowering in obvious respect. "Sir Sammael it is an honor to serve with you." she glanced nervously at Tyrin hoping he wouldn't give her trouble. She'd met that lout on more than one occasion. And it had never been pretty..the last time her father had given her a lecture on how to speak like a lady.
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Post by Esiphas on Jul 30, 2012 10:06:17 GMT
Nix bowed to her also as she came of the dance floor. "And you dance like my cousin. Well, Half cousin, but still. Thank you." they walked back to The group as Emilia was talking. "Aye, we should have a good chance. Though last few years champiins are as ready to go as Ever." Emillia looked hurt. The sight was sad. "And I thought we were friends Sammael. Please, call me Emilia." She looked over to.the stage and sighed. "Bother. The Announcments going to begin in a minute. Ruffling Nix's fur, she said "Good luck cousin" and gracefully sauntered onto the stage. Nix made a sound like a Cough.
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Post by Edzilla on Jul 30, 2012 10:44:42 GMT
Seta looked back at the half breed with interest, not sure of who or what she was. He nudged Torak, and he bent down to listen. "Half breed," Torak whispered, Seta gave out a low growl seeming to say ,"there is tension between her and Tyrin, be careful." Torak stood up from his crouch, noticing Emilia immediately shyed away, they met before and it had been painful. Seta growled aggressively before Torak gestured him away to the seats. He lay down next to Torak underneath the table, breathing steadily around the others feet.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Jul 30, 2012 16:27:35 GMT
As Nix and Svetlana approached the group , Tyrin's back and neck tensed up. He repeatedly said to himself, I must play nice and civil. "Hello Svet, how is your father?" He had respected her father for a long period of time regardless of his daughter being a half breed mutt. "So Emilia, when can we start, I would like to prep my equipment..."
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Post by Yuno on Jul 31, 2012 6:11:36 GMT
If Svetlana was worried she didn't appear it. Instead she played the perfect lady curtsying to Tyrin her bright wings as always flourishing behind her and driving away the shadows around her. "Hello Prince Tyrin..my father is well. He is planning to remarry very soon. He is also hoping the diplomats return soon and that a new alliance is formed between the light and fire clans." her eyes were bright with a grin as she continued, "And he just opened a shelter for halfbreeds. And his campaigns to stop the violence against them go very well." she grinned at him, "How does your father fair. Please be certain to send him my father's love assuming you return. "
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Jul 31, 2012 7:18:31 GMT
"He's dead..." Tyrin said drawing up his hood, "Fever took him two nights ago...I'm king now, not prince..." Tyrin hated the titles, his father was dead and here he was hunting but this is what his father wanted. "He asked i complete the hunt and settle down with a nice female...this is my last act of battle." Tyrin knew this would shock any it reached, a King of the Vaas fighting for his tribe in the hunt was unheard of. "After this i seek peace with the light tribe." His father had also requested this, he only wished to make his father proud, to bad he would never carry out the final wish about settling down.
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Post by Yuno on Aug 1, 2012 3:21:16 GMT
Svetlana's gaze grew sad. She hadn't known Tyrin's father well...but his son was such a beast she'd naturally assumed that he wouldn't have liked her either. She remembered meeting him as a little girl. He was polite enough and she remembered hearing him say to her father what a pretty child she was. At the time it had made her feel adorable. But her personal dealings with the shadow clan over the years had soured that original feeling far beyond words.
Still, he had been a good King. She bowed her head in respect for the dead, "I'm sorry he was a great man...may his last requests and wishes be granted." She was solemn for a moment more deep in thought. Make peace with the shadows...that was unlikely...light and shadow had been the only clan never to be joined...polar opposites...it simply didnt happen.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Aug 1, 2012 5:34:50 GMT
"Svetlana....would you like to dance?" Tyrin said in the most calm voice he could manage. Peace among this team and between their villages was key, "It only seems appropriate." He smiled, he forced it but he knew this was the only way to honor his father's wishes. He held out a hand hoping to lead her to the dance floor as the next song began to kick up.
Several of his village among the other teams gasped, he was well none for talking in the pub about his hate for the half breeds this was completely out of character, but he cared only for his village and father at this moment. He had to tell her his fathers last plan.
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Post by Yuno on Aug 1, 2012 6:24:13 GMT
Svetlana looked totally astonished by the offer. Her jaw slackened and she looked about ready to make a scene. Then instead her small hand slowly reached his and she nodded managing a similiar smile to the one Nix had gotten. Her own clan was present rather particularly her brothers who looked on with grim certainty. Preparing to wade in and haul the two off each other should it become necessary.
Svetlana lifted the edge of her skirt preparing to dance one of her hands joined to his the other on his shoulder. She breathed in as her wings dimmed slightly a minor sign that she was nervous. She did her best to look away and not make eye contact but finally she broke and glanced at him to see if he was going to do anything.
Given a moment to study him she decided he was handsome...in an arrogant alpha male sort of way. She humphed to herself as she spun away from him and then back. The song slowed and she looked at him, "Look I know this is a pr stunt...but why?"
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Post by Esiphas on Aug 1, 2012 6:53:11 GMT
Ooc- Just incase you forgot, Nix didnt smile, but it felt like he did. He doesent have a mouth to smile with.
Ic- Nix chuckled, Watching the two ckan members dance. Svetlana was most likely a better dancer out of the two, though he wasnt much of a Judge. Looking around, He saw Emilia tapping her feet impafiently.
As the song came to a close, the band gave a long bow and laid their instruments down. Emilia gave them a Dazzling smile and gurned to ge crowd. "Ladies and Gentldmen, lets give our thanks again to the Massahd 16h Orchestra." The crowd clapped enthusiasticly. "Well then. Welcome again to the great hunt! I am your hostess, Emilia Shadowrose. Id like to thank you all for coming, and I wish you all the best of luck for the coming events. This year, theres not much in the way of announcmebts, Bar one- This year, the Midumi and Kredenko have been given permission to join the hunt!"
At this, the whole room drew breath- except ge six aliens in masks, who stood chuckling. It became obvious why they were so familiar- The midumi, a thin, barbaric race were some of the most powerful Telekens in the Galaxy. And the Kredenko were a cannibalistic race of slavers. Whatever they did to get a team into the hunt,it must have been big. Emilia looks about as pleased as most of the crowd does, but forces a smile. "They are bound by the usual constrictions- To non-weapon technology, Exceptions possible, no additional survival gear, no more than one ammo type to begin with. They have also been barred from... Disturbing the fallen." There is alot of murmuring after this announcement.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Aug 1, 2012 7:26:08 GMT
As the vacated the dance floor Tyrin looked at his feet, "No stunt, just following my father's orders. You know he had one last wish....my father and yours were speaking of marriage....between us..." He refused to look at her face, he had tried keeping eye contact the whole time before that but just couldn't, he didn't know what everyone saw in this girl.
And then the announcement came, Kredenko....filthy (please do not swear) animals , all of them worse than half breeds in his eyes. "This is such a farce those bastards in the hunt....what the (please do not swear)!"
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Post by Yuno on Aug 1, 2012 7:42:50 GMT
She looked like someone had hit her across the face. She pushed away from him "Marry you! Are you joking. I'd rather be..." she stopped as she heard the new announcement and she too exploded. "That is ridiculous. Filthy animals eat their own. No respect. They shouldn't be allowed to continue living..let alone participate in our races most honored ritual."
The revelation forgotten she folded her arms across her chest and spat on the ground, "you dishonor tradition with this...we never let them for a reason." her wings seemed to renew in their fiery glow and she herself seemed to glow fiercely. "Animals." she muttered angrily. Her brothers had closed in behind her and were holding their youngest sister down. She turned on the oldest. Ness. "Ness what is this about marriage to him?" she pointed at Tyrin her golden eyes on fire. "Ness took her hands holding them and kissing them in the chaos of the games announcement. "Our father was going to tell you...then the hunt came up...but he agreed with Tyrin's father long ago... the treaty has been in progress since you were both very young...we haven't been making peace with the fire clan..." he brushed her hair from her face as she struck him all her sweetness gone.
"You may tell father that I refuse." She turned to leave Ness taking her arm and looking at her angry face, "It is a bit late for that...and you know that it would bring us great dishonor...we don't need anymore of that...you will never take the throne...you aren't able to lead our troops because you cannot fly..." he gripped her wrist tighter as she glared at him reaching to hit him again, "Svetlana this is all you can do for us...and you know what father has been through for you..." Svetlana glared at him like looks could kill. "Whatever.." She wripped free standing and striding to the darkest corner possible her light snuffing out as she moved bumping into Tyrin she muttered what might have sounded like excuse me.
Ness moved over to Tyrin laying a hand on his shoulder, "I'm sorry...she's got a bit of a temper...and she's had a harder life because of halfbreed hatred..." he bowed his head in shame...."Look I know you can't be very happy about this....but she didn't choose to be born that way...she's had to live her whole life not as good as everyone...and no matter what we did...that sting never went away...try to forgive her..." with that he bowed, "Good luck in the hunt.." he motioned to his other siblings as they disappeared talking among themselves.
Svetlana had managed to make it outside to a balcony and stared up at the stars. She felt a hot rush of angry tears dripping down her cheeks. How could this happen. She glowered forward...this left one option...one out...
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Aug 1, 2012 7:59:24 GMT
"Its fine." Tyrin said watching her walk away, he had set aside all the hatred to make his father happy and this was how it would go. "I'll be back." He said looking at Ness, he they both knew this could only go two ways. "Father guide me." he said twisting the amulet in his pocket around. "Should i follow her, Ness?" He looked at him. Many hateful shouts had erupted from the crowd about the new comers to the hunt, lucky for them he had no weapon on his person he pushed his way through the crowd to the balcony.
"Svet...please may i have a word..." He hated himself, he had been raised around half breed haters they told him that the halfs were abominations but his father said otherwise, he was torn. This was tough on him, but his hatred for the Kredenko was absolute and he would replace his hatred for her kind with that. "Svetlana please speak to me...I know i was rude in the past, a complete ass but now is not the time for us to fight, so will you please speak to me."
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Post by Edzilla on Aug 1, 2012 8:00:16 GMT
Torak put his hand into Setas fur, pulling his knife out of the animals coat. The guards had never exspected and animals, its apparent agression preventing the search. He stood up pointing it at the fuming Tyrin as Seta took off where he couldn't be seen, "calm the (please do not swear) down, this is good news." he walked over to him, his steps ringing out through the silent hall. "If you feel so confident in yours shooting ability you should relish your chance to hunt them, as I do." He turned to look at the masked team ,a devilish smirk on his face. "time for some fun," he thought. The aliens could see straight into his dark pupils, the very sight chilling there soul, none could ever forget it. "Perhaps if they weren't so feeble or dumb they might pose a serious threat."
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Post by Zrascak on Aug 1, 2012 10:50:41 GMT
Sammael had stood aside during the conversation between Tyrin and Svetlana and had actually smiled a sad little smile as the two went off to dance. When the kredenko and midumi team was announced his expression grew hard and cold and he had to resist his impusle to simply draw knives and send them flying into the aliens. As he saw Torak draw a dagger from some hidden place on his wolf Sammael took a step towards him and placed his arm on Torak's hand. "Not now young one, for now at least we should abide the rules of hospitality, we should not attack them here unless provoked. You will get your chance later on, I for one do not intend to let them survive the hunt."
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