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Post by Yuno on Oct 31, 2012 14:30:30 GMT
Given the chance to study Euphrosyne's form with her not moving, he could see now that her skin, was even paler than usual. Untying the soaked bandage revealed a deep gash on her shoulder. Kara watched one of his Tzeentchian companions approach slowly leaning down, "Let me see her."
While allowing her to stay in Kara's grasp he pulled aside a section of her corset and began to thread a needle and pull it through her skin until the wound was closed up. Kara could see the man's desire to pull away the corset almost overwhelm him until finally he pulled it up his hands shaking as blue light flooded over her and the wound returning a glow of health to her skin. The man looked up at Kara and for just a moment his face seemed different his voice coming out in an inhuman whisper that was haunting, "Take better care of your guardian child..." then the man seemed to shake it off standing up and helping Kara to lift Euphrosyne onto her board which hovered following Kara while she rested.
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Post by Edzilla on Oct 31, 2012 18:38:11 GMT
Kara could see the look in the mans eyes, he hadn't seen it before but he knew of it. The look of pure desire, totally carnal and slightly animalistic. He dint have to close his eyes to know this emotion but if he had he would have seen the dark pulsating purple/red that was lust. When the mans eyes finally left her midriff, they found themselves locked with Kara's. If he hadn't held back the man would have died on the spot, instead he just saw disgust and found it unforgettably haunting.
He stood up on his new legs walked over to Drachmir and Tyamius, pulling the weightless board with a hand. "We have to go, right now.. And since there's only one way, I'll lead." He walked slowly into the darkness of the passage ahead, his footsteps ringing out through the labyrinth, it was then a thought occurred to him, the mind was less defensive when it was asleep, much less so unconscious. He looked down at Eurosyphyne, her pale skin was almost enough to light the darkness. He closed his eyes and began to focus, those around him only saw him continue to walk in a trance like state. Mind reading was fairly simple, but full blown dream penetration was more complicated. Nevertheless he managed it, a psychic bond between him and Eurosyphyne, he felt his grip on reality slide.
He opened his eyes, the swirling clouds were beginning to form the dreamscape. He could only wonder what it would be, the mind of a dark eldar was complicated and to find a decipher the enigma that had confused him earlier would be difficult, he could only hope he went undetected in her mind. Slowly he began to walk, aimlessly, which was often the only way to go in a dream.
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Post by Yuno on Oct 31, 2012 22:58:59 GMT
With her mind unguarded he didn't have to wander long. Everything darkened around him suddenly and then he saw a ray of life stream from the sky illuminating a pedastal. As he moved forward towards it he saw statues of the 4 gods of chaos surrounding it. In the center he saw a baby. He could hear the voices surrounding it speak. "She will serve us well....she is perfect....she must be trained... but how..." he watched the baby roll off of the table turning into a little girl right before she hit the ground. He could now see her unearthly features that marked her as an eldar...her super fair skin indicated dark. She giggled running forward towards him. He watched the shadows surrounding her creep up swirling as they took the form of two Dark Eldar matriarchs. He watched a horrific beating before his eyes as the two women shouted for her to be serious and to practice. All the while the gods chuckled and commented.
The two women disappeared and he watched from the pool of blood a young dark eldar woman appear. She had a glaive in her hand and suddenly she was flying through the sky one daring battle after the next playing through his vision. Yet what struck him was the several times she showed mercy to her foes...a weakness he watched beaten down many times. He watched her slaughter opponents in an arena, including one brutal victory over an Eldar Wych that left the crowd screaming for more as she pumped her fist in the air as a victor should.
Yet he could see that this brought her no pleasure. He watched her become a Wych. He saw many of the horrific and tantilizing rituals she participated in. It was all...chaotic. He watched her greatest failure and the many months that she was tortured and captive. He watched as she was used by the Tzeentchian. "Pathetic isn't it..." he heard her voice as she formed into being next to his observer position. "You came in...I thought you might." she commented dryly as she waved at the scene unfolding, "Here now this is my favorite part..."
He watched the Slaanesh Sorcerer's slow and deliberate seduction of her. He watched how lust took and held her mind and made her the ultimate guardian. And then, he watched the man die...he watched her twisting a blade through the man's heart as she, a dark eldar cried bitterly over his lies and manipulation. Then he watched her drop him in battle a cold grin sweeping over her face. Everything darkened again as he heard her voice and then saw her.
"What do you want from me Kara..." he saw her step into the light grinning. She moved forward kneeling slowly before him. It was a strange sight to see...such a fierce, dangerous and desirable woman taking such a submissive position. "Why did you come into my mind....even after I warned you...what is it you seek to know..."
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Post by Esiphas on Oct 31, 2012 23:26:56 GMT
Drachmir snarled as Xiles gun was broken, And he drew.his.own pistol in angr. "You demand my Sister. You destroy my Security guards weapon. I am rhe leader here marine. Now take one wrong step and this plasma pistolw ill turn your head to a bubbling grease." Kel however, Laughed. "An interesting Proposal. Trained by a Marine of Khorne... I'll agree... For now." Drachmir tried to Protest, but Kel silenced him. "Brother, I cant stay here all my life. I'll follow the marine. But let it be Know, Blood Wolf. My brother is in charge. If you don't follow his Directive, I'll rip you open myself, and bathe in your chest cavity." With that she rooted around inside the Drop pod; tossed a Bolt pistol over to Xile and followed Kara down into the gloom.
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Inside Eurosophenes mind, A white flame eripted from Kara's back. Two gaps in the flame formd eyes, and a thin line cpuld be seen, markibg its moyth. "Thats a good point." The fire said, In Windwalls voice. "What did ypu want here, little Telepath. Dont tell me you desire the Knife-eared seductress too, do you?" Whitewind chuckled. "Such a pity. I thought you were beyond that. Prehaps I shound squueze your soul tighter."
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Post by mantisstalker on Oct 31, 2012 23:58:47 GMT
"Kel!" Xile called out before she walked into the darkness, she didn't stop for him but did turn her head to indicate she was listening "Don't forget the path." he said the last part in almost a whisper and she was gone. Xile then turned his attention to the bolt pistol she had threw him and quickly dropped it, its many symbols of Khorne offended him even if he had been trained to use it. Instead he knelt down and started picking up the broken parts of his gun, he didn't feel angry at its loss and instead a sort of sadness. He had used that rifle for over 15 years in the pdf and another 8 after that when he turned to nurgle. Why the marine had broken it he didn't know, he had been holding it by the handle with his functional arm but he had never pointed it at him fearing the response he had given. With a sigh Xile dropped the last bits of the rifle into a sack and turned to Drachmir. "Come on Sir glory awaits." he said in an almost depressed tone before he took up a position behind Drachmir, ready to move when he did.
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Post by daboss on Nov 1, 2012 1:53:33 GMT
"Hey," Kharax said to Xile "take my autopistol. I could use a upgrade." Kharax scooped up the bolt pistol, and held out the autopistol butt first to Xile
It felt strange to be talking to Xile considering the fact he was trying to beat his face in just 5 minutes ago. Still, they were allies for now, so Kharax figured he might as well try to at least be neutral towards Xile.
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Post by mantisstalker on Nov 1, 2012 2:17:58 GMT
"Thanks." Xile manages to mutter taking the pistol from him. It had been a while since he had said them words to anyone, never mind a Khornate but he'd rather have a weapon he knew how to use. And who knew him and Kharax could have more in common than it appeared if he was from the Blood Korps.
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Post by Yuno on Nov 1, 2012 7:48:25 GMT
Whitewind watched as her once inclined head turned to gaze at him. Her orange and red eye even to him was slightly off setting and he found himself wishing that she would turn away again. "You of all beings should know that appearances can be for deception and gain...daemon." she grinned and this made his discomfort rise. She stood slowly her lips weaving the language only daemons could speak. "Call me a knife ear again, mock me again and whether Tzeentch told me about you and allowing you or not I'll teach you a lesson the hells won't soon forget." she grinned again at his astonished face, "My people's were a small clan, but we were in well with Slaanesh's forces...how we maintained power...in return our people had many...trysts with theirs...in hopes of producing...intriguing offspring...I am pure of blood...and it grants me the right to your language." she turned to the daemon and knelt again before Kara her last words spat in a breathe, "I warn you if any harm should come to him I won't hesitate to hunt you down and end you..." she grinned sweetly as Whitewind felt himself being thrust back into Kara's mind.
Euphrosyne stirred slightly as if having a dream as she turned slightly onto her side a grin pasted across her face.
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Post by Edzilla on Nov 1, 2012 8:57:49 GMT
"I'd say sorry about that, but that's just the way things will be now... at least the legs feel better." He started to wander, expecting her to follow. "The real reason I'm here, you interested me." He turned to her briefly ,"when we were in that hall, I tried to read you, I found it impossible, maybe because your xenos, maybe it was more complicated, I had to find out..." Something about his complexion seemed guilty ,"to me the unknown his the greatest of all pleasures, that desire is greater than any wine or woman.... because knowledge is power..." He kept walking, being slightly whimsical now ,"since I was a child, the place I took refuge was not in my home or my school... or even in my mothers arms, it was in my dreams. I had total control there, I could do whatever I wanted, pleasure, power or solitude, pretty much anything could be achieved... I hoped one day it would be reality, or that reality would become insignificant compared to the dreamscape... if only it were in my power, an eternal dream... sounds nice doesn't it.." He stared into the emptyness of the dream as it currently was, "Probably the one thig I came for, why do you protect me, who te (please do not swear) wills you do that." His green eyes were demanding, the idea o something unknown frustrate him.
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Post by Esiphas on Nov 1, 2012 14:07:07 GMT
Whitewind hmmphed in Kara's head. "She's not the friendliest of beasts, is she? I for one find 'Knife Ear' an Endearing term. Prehaps the world isn't as friendly as I can be. Do me a Favour, Kara. Let her Know I'll make sure no harm comes to you. I wouldn't want you damaged, Now would I? Your the vessel for my prize."
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Kel walked into the Darkness, the Ghost of a smile Playing across her Face- though it wasn't obvious to look at. It looked more like a snarl, to be honest. Sweet of your to worry, Xile. She thought, gripping her Axes tighter. "Brother! We need you up here. You know where we are going."
Drachmir nodded to Xile, but didn't move. He whispered so only Xile could hear him. "Xile... What have I done now? The Marine... I do not Trust him. And he want's Kel. I know you like her, and I'm glad. I think we'd both hate it if she became a mindless warrior like him."
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Post by mantisstalker on Nov 1, 2012 14:40:45 GMT
Xile shook his head sadly and put a twitching right hand on Drachmir's shoulder before replying in a whisper "The decision was not yours to make, it was her's alone. If we had stood in the way of that then we would have become alienated from her and would have risked her running away or worse..." the last few words he ran his hand over his neck, it would have been a horrible conflict of interests if she had attacked her brother and forced his hand...but he couldn't think about that. He snapped out of his daze and carried on "This way we...err you can guide her and remind her for what she fights for. She will remember what you did for her, she has to. And if worst comes to worst we can always get rid of the marine, but I fear that would trigger a very bad response..."
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Post by Yuno on Nov 1, 2012 15:37:56 GMT
Euphrosyne stood following him closely behind and grinned, "Why tell you when I can show you." He watched a board appear before them and she climbed onto it offering her hand as she had on the surface. When he took it they moved forward through what felt for a moment to him like a psychic membrane. "This is my inner sanctum...the place few can penetrate without my allowances...here is where we Dark Eldar go when our physical forms are being tortured or dying...."the board set down as she moved forward a terminal shaping itself out of of nothing as she moved levers and typed and hit buttons. Then she disappeared as a scene took shape. She stood over the body of her dead master and lover. "What is my purpose now...I know not....I cannot return home without deep magic...I no longer have a master to serve..."
"I have a purpose for you."
She turned to see an ever changing human form before her. She gripped her head the pain of the sight and the attack on her sanity almost too much to bear.
"My form it harms even your mind dark one...interesting...do you know who I am?" she managed to nod slowly. "Look at me." the voice commanded and she found herself looking up at the face of utter chaos, of formed formlessness...of Tzeentch. She began to convulse horribley blood dripping from her right eye as she shook.
"Do you know your purpose...?"
It took several moments before she could speak, "Why him...why am I serving him...what does he give you and me..."
the voice spoke back angrily once again forcing her to look as her convulsing and shrieking began again. "It is not to you to question me mortal one. And I have chosen him to be protected...you are perfect for this...you will not fail me....I have tasked you with this and it shall be done..." by this point all the color had bled out of her once red eye. She lay still shaking slightly as the tentacled mass dragged her inside of it.
The next image was of her standing outside of a portal re-equipped and perfectly healthy. The only change was that when she turned to the Sorcerer who had opened the portal her eye had become orange. She stepped through board in hand.
The memory faded as Euphrosyne strode forward towards him her orange eye on him studying him. "That is why...you are my master...I shall protect you and serve you. For as long as he decrees it...eternity if I must."
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Post by Edzilla on Nov 2, 2012 1:07:57 GMT
Kara was visibly shocked by what just happened, "so Tzeentch has eyes on me and your my guardian.... interesting." Kara analysed the possibilities, what he could gain.. or lose. "Should I feel fearful, because I do... after all il just be a means to one of his ends, a tiny thread in the fabric of fate." Defiance seemed madness, he didn't want to end up a spawn yet daemon hood didn't really interest him. Through all his worry he couldnt help but feel sorry for the wych, bent into servitude by a God she never worshipped.. how tragic.
"This has been eye opening, I learnt something I didn't want to know.." He considered asking why Tzeentch wanted him, but that was clearly unanswerable... "I pity you, forced into the protection of some mon keigh child, that is what yo call us isn't it?" He was in a state of shell shock, he was slightly less energetic or charimastic than usual, this would take a while to get over.
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Post by Tyamius, Shadow Lord on Nov 2, 2012 1:43:49 GMT
Tyamius had walked in silence pondering his gauntlet, Tzeentch's plans, and this warrior of Khorne. He kept his silence, continuing to change the path behind the group to cease the possibilities of them being followed.
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"What is it you seek down here?" Khanis said after a few minutes of awkward silence. He kept close to Kel but held his distance from Drachmir as to not upset the nurgling. "Dammit I will be answered!" He roared causing the party to stop and Xile and Kharnax to point their weapons at him.
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Post by Yuno on Nov 2, 2012 3:23:55 GMT
She was quiet at this standing stiffly for a moment before coming forward still studying him, "No, Monkeigh carries negative connotations. It implies you are not my equal and that is simply not the case....were I one of your race, we would be of similiar ages...on my world I am quite young...a prodigy like yourself...but in the eyes of my elders still a child...and I made decisions like one..." her red eye looked away while her orange stayed glued to him. "I asked for a purpose...because I am a child...I cannot function without one as adults do....He has given me one...I shall serve it and follow the path as far as it leads..." she clapped him on the shoulder a certain camaraderie in her face, "And if by doing so I am returned to my world or find a new purpose all the better."
She moved away from him her boots clicking in the dreamscape. "Do not pity me child, like all beings...I had a choice in what happened...and like all beings...I could just as soon disobey him..." Euphrosyne turned her white hair fluttering in a dreamed breeze. She turned bowing to him slowly and then pressed her pointer and middle finger to her lips and forhead before pointing them at him. For the first time Kara's mind felt not alone.
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