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Post by Esiphas on Oct 16, 2012 7:52:59 GMT
Kel stood still watching Kara, off-set eyes glaring. "You are a sevant of slaanesh, arent you eldar? Slaanesh is weak, overindulgent. Or... So says my god. Brother says otherwise. He encourages me to keep an open mind. I do not agree with sorcery. Sorcery is for thhe weak. Uncontrolled psykerss even more so. But I will leave him be.Come and find me if you feel like watching a slacker scream in agony..." Kel ran into the kktchen, before setting eyes on Jilllian. Jillian gulped, and kel beckoned her over. Jilluan complied, and kel grabbed ber by the hair and dragged her into a smaller, side kitchen, to screams of "NO!" from jillian.
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Post by Yuno on Oct 16, 2012 8:10:36 GMT
Euphrosyne turned away from Kel her hand falling from her lash as she shook her head in what must have been disgust...brutality for the sake of it was....petty...useless...and showed a weak mind....The crowd watched as she took her seat again next to Kara as if daring someone to step to the boy. She was silent returning to eating the fruit she had left at Kel's outburst. She noticed him not eating his portion and her eyes seemed to soften, "It is not poisoned and it will not harm you...it is a rare dark eldar fruit...we call it the Karchaie...in your speech it translates to bloody fruit of love and death...you will never taste anything sweeter...I thought to your race food was a...." he watched her pause and for the first time he noticed that she was not perfectly at home with his language..."peace gift..for " she stumbled over the next word, "friendly peoples." she returned to chewing her portion her eyes scanning the crowd as she noticed several of the slaanesh eyes falling on her. She grinned and looked back at Kara and waved towards one of the men who was very clearly studying her breasts, "Do your people always stare so?"
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Oct 16, 2012 13:13:48 GMT
"Not usually but when something or someone new happens to come into their presence they tend to do that more and more." Tyamius said from beneath his hood, the glow of his eyes the only visible part of his face beneath the shroud of darkness. He stared at a pebble on the ground trying to lift it through telekinesis but to no avail. He picked it up with his hand rolling it around changing its shape over and over again into a dozen different statuettes until he found one he liked, a stone imagery of a small bird from his past life, it was pleasant reminder he was more powerful than the day he saw it. "The plan is changing I know master....the shard I must find the shard..." he kept murmuring the second part under his breath for several minutes as if drilling it into his mind.
When suddenly he toppled over and began to convulse rather violently sputtering out things in different languages that he had never even heard himself, coming into the eldarian script a few times as his left hand became coated in a metal-liquid that continued to move on its own until it took the shape of a clawed gauntlet bearing the Mark of Tzeentch, its blue and gold trim was outlined in several rather beautiful gems that each glowed. When he finally stopped convulsing, Tyamius laid in that spot for what seemed like ages before moving into a sitting position and whispering what sounded like thanks to Tzeentch. "How does this damned thing work though? Yes I know master as a changling I must know all I am sorry, I will learn its ways on my own...."
"Master has spoken..." he said reaching the stone bird again, crushing it in his new gauntlet covered hand.
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Post by Zrascak on Oct 16, 2012 15:38:34 GMT
Cado gracefully accepted the glass of wine from Drachmir and took a small sip, carefully tasting it for poison. "And how would we get inside the city? Do you have the maps for the labyrinth lying around or something? Some kind of old trick, like following the right hand wall? Do not misunderstand me, I would love to rip some power from the hands of the chaos marines but I feel that we should be careful lest we shall fall into a trap and be destroyed. You know that there is factions even among chaos that wants us dead do you not, apostle?" Cado said silently, making sure his words were heard only by Drachmir.
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Post by Edzilla on Oct 16, 2012 16:14:23 GMT
"Depends, I guess they like what they see..." He smiled a little, this was boring even if she was appreciating the looks she was getting. Clearly a bit vain, "slaanesh's were always a little perverted, I wouldn't want to be around them to much, they don't see Slaanesh as he should be seen... To focused on the sex they could have..." He bit into the fruit, it was sweet, probably delicious but he wasn't in the mood to appreciate food no matter how good.
"Why is this taking so long, I'd rather be out here before that girl loses it..." He could here a faint scream coming from another room,"unless she already has."
Ooc- sorry for taking a while to post, had trouble with my phone.
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Post by Esiphas on Oct 16, 2012 18:17:39 GMT
Drachmir noticed the careful sip and chuckled. "My dear friend, I am not trying to poison you I dont desire death in my own personal stufy. I kdep my dear Sister out of here for that very reason. She is strong, but requires near constant entertainment." He rumaged inside a desk drawer, before pulling a scroll out. "Here we are..." He unrolled it, revealing a detailed map of the labryth, albiet one with sections missing. "I have been peicing a map together from old sketches, bits of books and such. Its the best shot we have. Though it'll be rife with combat. Hence the reason I need aide" He finished his wine, then moved to pour another. Ooc- Ty, no giving yourself Gifts. Thats my job.  |
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Oct 16, 2012 19:16:17 GMT
ooc- well you can choose when he unlocks the power until then its just a showpiece no special powers or anything. I mean I sent him through seizures to get it just let me keep the show piece...PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!
ic- Tyamius stood slowly testing his balance as he began his march towards where Drachmir had led the other man. He knocked on the door softly, "Drachmir, it is Ty, may I gain entrance I wish to speak with you both." He waited for a few seconds before leaning against the wall, drawing several symbols of protection on it. "This is of the utmost importance..."
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Post by Yuno on Oct 17, 2012 4:47:36 GMT
She watched how he reacted to her question and grinned again standing up. The crowd seemed to grow restless at this as she turned to look at Kara slowly she reached out and he could see the glint of her nails sharp as razors he felt her hand touch his face in what might have been a motherly gesture on her world, "I am not vain Monkeigh. I am aware of how your race and men of mine see me. I may at times use it to my advantage, but the pride I take are not in this thing. I am here to protect you.......and I would take it as a...decency if you stopped looking down your nose at me..." she grinned straightening up her orange eye aglow with mischief..."and no I cannot read your mind, just the way you turn your lip up in a sneer when I asked that." she strode off giving the people near them a threatening glance as she neared the office of the leader...it was time she found out his plan. She came up behind Tyamus silently and grinned. He hadn't noticed her...she moved in behind him and snaked an arm around his mid section and brought her sharp nails to his throat, "My my...you would be so easy to put down..just a slip of the fingers...and that is it for you monkeigh...how would your god react?"
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Post by Edzilla on Oct 17, 2012 6:34:04 GMT
Kara stay sat down, the noise in the room was beginning to annoy him. Specifically the noise from the kitchen, he'd definitely be avoiding Kel. He got up and walked towards some stairs that led out of the room. If he was really desperate to hear what was going on, thoughts could always be read. The wych confused him to no end, why the hell would she care? That wasn't exactly like dark eldar.
He approached another way in the stairs, a small passage that seemed totally dark, apparently this was where they would be sleeping. He could still feel the ebb and flow o emotion from the room, it lead towards bad
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Oct 17, 2012 6:43:21 GMT
"You would do such a thing? You would kill me knowing that I play such a large part in this war to come? My master would not care for if that is how it must be then it is in his plan, I would not care either." Tyamius said not even breaking a sweat as he felt the nail against his jugular like the blade of a knife. "Please if you wish to kill me do it quickly, I can only be so patient for so long." He whispered as if challenging the limits.
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Post by Yuno on Oct 17, 2012 7:01:04 GMT
Personally, Euphrosyne hated this the gods will (please do not swear)..but decorating the ground wasn't actually in the agenda...however...if they didn't think you were willing to pull the trigger, the threat was lost....so she dragged her nail gently across his cheek and licked her finger of his blood, "Maybe next time." with that she pushed the door to the study open entering quickly.
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Post by Esiphas on Oct 17, 2012 8:53:23 GMT
Drachmir sighed as Mirabella and Tyamus came in. "And now my lovely study door has blood and spittle on it. Patience is a virtue, dear girl." He was halfway throug pouring two more glasses of wine. Offering them to hi guests, he took a seat with his own glass. "Well then. What can I do for you? Obviously you want to know whats going on, but couldnt it have waited alittle while?"
Kel finished her artwork with the womans corpse quicker than she intended. But still, the bedsheets were a lovelycolour now, and She had a fresh source of blood. "Keep her preserved Miles" She called to the kitchen, before painting some khornate rumes on her naked body, then Dressing again. She had done this trick several times- the grubby clothes and her hair disgused the scent of blood on her, and The blood runes allowed her a secret weapon. She smiled sweetly and walked out of the room, Ignoring the trembling servants, nodding her head at Miles as he passed and bowed. Arriving back in the main room, she walked over to Kara. "Hey. Wanna hear something interesting?"
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Oct 17, 2012 13:05:48 GMT
"I do not drink, clouds the mind making it hard to intercept the messages from the surface." Tyamius said pushing the wine away. "We have more than one problem my friend. You have yet to inform us of your plan, and from what I intercepted I believe the Plague of Nurgle is running rampant up there." Ty paused his scars pulsating again, "You have maps of the tunnels, yes? How about the catacombs that the tunnels used to connect to?"
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Post by Yuno on Oct 17, 2012 14:08:58 GMT
Euphrosyne grinned slightly as she was scolded for her rude behaviour. A look that seemed to say your petty human customs do not interest me. "I am not one to stand on ceremony. If you feel slighted, then blunty you will learn to live with it I am certain." she accepted the wine from him giving him a gracious nod and sipping at it. Not as good as her people's wine but passable. She leaned against a wall leaving Ty to sit. She shook her head at the worry over nurgle, "I wouldn't worry over plague...you'd be dead in an instant anyway...our forces aren't the first to work with chaos of nurgle...nore the last...we should be free from disease...faith protects and such..." she grinned idly and scratched her nail against the wall. "What is the plan of attack...more importantly, why aren't you having everyone in your office?"
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Post by Edzilla on Oct 17, 2012 16:12:04 GMT
Kel took Kara by surprise, he hadn't expected to be found and his concentration was broken, yet he could still feel Kels hunger. To a telepath it seemed to block many other senses. Right now though he feared for his life, although we'll disguised the girl was rank with bloodlust. What better way to satisfy it than a sorcerer.
"What the hell do you want?" He tried to disguise the feeling of fear, if khorne wanted his blood then there was no way any spell would work. He tried his eat to disguise the look of fear in his eyes yet some still leaked through.
He tried to read more from her body language but his mind was clouded with anxiety.
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