NationStates Jolt Archive

*The goddess of Desire, Teye, and Ezalra Terria return to their home realm. The long halls are a wonderful sight as they enter the goddess' throne room. Everything seems to be going fine, until....

*A note is on Teye's throne: Dearest Goddess Teye, I have something important to you... You should have been watching little Emily better... She's now with me. You can have her back if you give me power over you and your herald. You'll know where to reach me. It's a shame I wasn't there to talk with you in person, but that's the choice you made. I hope you won't take this threat lightly. Love forever, Marcius

Teye: *after reading the note* "That bastard! Marcius has got Emily! Ezalra... She needs you to rescue her. You can find Marcius in the realm where you were born. You might get some help there.. I have the locals alerted to the importance of this little girl... We have to find her... "

Ezalra: *mumbles through a sob* "First Kiro, then this... Can this day get any worse?.... *sighs* I'll do my best for you my goddess..." *bows and leaves the throne room. Once she is out of Teye's sight, she puts her hands together and mumbles some interesting sounding words and dissolves, reappearing in her home-realm*

Ezalra: *walks up the dark street in the middle of Ansalon, straining to see, looking for some sign of anyone* The streets aren't usually this empty.... *lowers her head* Why Kiro? Why did you have to sacrifice yourself? *anyone empathic would feel severe sadness and a hint of love*

A shadow steps out from around the corner. The frame was tall and strong, apparently a man, and justified by his voice. No...no they are not my dear... He said with a dark smile, revealing two fangs. He had a reason for being there, yet didn't reveal it. He had killed many before...in this realm and the next. He kept his face hidden...his strong presence was felt. His dark red eyes came up to meet hers. He was an anceint...older than Rave...but not so.."angelic"

Ezalra: *looks up at the voice* "Who are you?" This can't be happening! Vampire? God no!

"An old friend of Teye...though she probably forgets me...it's been a long time since I've seen her." he said devilishly.

Ezalra: *looks shocked to hear Teye's name* "I am her herald... And Who are you?"

The man stepped out of the shadows, fresh blood stained his lips. He looked at Ezalra, and walked toward her. His pale skin and black hair was a clue...but his red eyes gave himself away. "I am Daja..." HE said with a animalistic smile.

Ezalra: "Daja?" *she knew she had heard that name somewhere before... He was not originally from this realm... There were very few "think-speakers" in Ansalon...* "How do you know Teye?"

Daja: I am an old..friend...*he thought twice in saying the word lover...and continued on. His charms nearly got him everything...including Ravelyn. There was something about his eyes* of Teye...we go back a ways...

Ezalra: "What were you doing standing over there in the shadows? Is there a particular reason you were "listening" for my thoughts?" *puts her hand on her bow, just to feel protected* Kiro.. I wish you were here.. hell, even Damien would be helpful!

He slipped around her in a semi cicle, his hand touched her shoulder and eminated an icy chill. It was comforting...and somewhat familiar...as if she was safe. Helpful for what? *he said not answering her question* Frightened?

Ezalra: *having already been subjected to sedatives once today, eased up quite more easily than any other person would have in the situation. She replied sleepily* "Not anymore..." *Her legs started to give away and she nearly collapsed*

He faced her and guided her eyes to meet his. He held her hand.
This is for you Teye... *he thought to himself*
His nail pierced into the tip of her finger as a small bead of blood formed. "Not nearly frightened enough..."

Ezalra: *looks lazily confused* "What are you doing?" *she looks at her finger, then at Daja, then back at her finger as if something doesn't click* "What's happening?"

Daja: You can be harmed here...that's not good...Marcius has taken Emily... i know...I know everything...all will be explained in time...but since you show weakness here...you might not be up against Marcius. He looked at her hand and brushed his over hers, closing the wound. Best to stay close...and lead the way...I have some unfinished business to take care of...and I don't want to see you hurt.

Ezalra: *sleepily nods* "Weakness." *notices her hand's healed* "Hey... what? What about me hurt?" *It's obvious that Ezalra hasn't slept in a while and the sedatives wore off before they could do her any good* "Where are they? Kiro and Damien and Ungrotte? Are they coming too?"

Daja: *sighs* You're totally sedated...*he picks her up into his arms as if she weighed nothing.* Damien and Kiro are dead....*he says as he begins walking.*

Ezalra: *snuggles her head against Daja's chest* "Tell them to find me when they get back... I miss them already...." *begins to fall asleep*

Daja: Perfect...*he says with a heavy sigh, wishing she could be of some assistance. He kisses her neck gently and laughs to himself.* Alright then...now where the hell are you Teye...I know you can here me!

**Even as Daja is walking with Ezalra in his arms, another man is walking with another girl in his arms, although with a bit more malicious intent than just seduction

Marcius is carrying sleeping, seven year old Emily in his arms. The few people walking past just assume she is his daughter, they look enough alike. He takes her to his hide-out, a third floor two-room apartment with no view. He sets the girl on the couch, covers her up with the blanket, and turns off the lights. He decides to not turn on the TV or radio, but instead, sits in an easy chair close to the couch. **

*A voice booms in Daja's mind* Yes, I can hear you. What is your query, Daja?

Daja: Awww...Teye...I just want to see your pretty face again... He says in a high state of sarcasm. I've got your herald...and
Daja turns on his heel and looks around. Damn these images!. He turned with Ezarla in his arms...He left his mind of Teye..he had seen Marius and sent a message to him. Why do you do this...you know you should come back to my realm so I can kick your ass you sorry son of a bitch... He laughed. So...how've you been Marius?

Teye: What are you doing with my herald? And what were you going to say, Daja?

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**Marcius heard the voice in his head, realized that it must be an enemy and sent a message to the sender: You have me pegged all wrong.. I would be able to kill you and anyone else who you might send to kill me *Evil laugh* Now, now.. why would you think I'd act nice towards you? From now on, I'll be hiding my thought-presence.... Signing off, Marcius... *Those who were able to detect thoughts are blind to Marcius' thoughts now*

*A shadow ficked in and out of existance, and dissapears again, then reapperars It can be seen traveling around the darker alleyways. THen a figure steps out, it is heavily tanned with long messy black hair and mederately muscled. it eyes Ezalra and Daja and smiles*

"oooh... perhaps I thinks we have our kidnapper, we does. *one of his eyes shimmers oddly* and a Vampire too, an ancient, it seems we have uncovered a situation we does. Although you don't seem to be much like what I have heard of Marcius, things can be changed, yes they can..."

OOC: Got room for one more?

OOC: we have room for as many as the world can throw at us!! /OOC

ooc: expect the "shadowy figure's" posts to be under this country now

Daja: What I was going to say is...how much would you pay me for another night? *he said with a laugh, he was enjoying this way to much. He then responded to Marius.* "Well...despite our past Marcius...I'm not here to kill you...I'm here to torture you...Daja Shentavo signing off as well." *he laughed with a smile. He held Ezarla close to him* "IT won't be long my dear..."

*out of the corner of his eye he spots a figure.* "First of all I'm not Marius..." *he flips him off, holding Ezarla effortlessly in one arm* "And secondly you can go to hell..." he turns and walks toward a building...in the direction he had last communicated with Marcius.

Figure: "perhaps we thinks he targeting all of Mistress Teye's subjects, we thinks he does indeed... interesting it is"

ooc: You so posed off of Strider and you know it Rave, or should I say daja

A knocking sounds at the door to the chamber.

(What are you talking about? I'm so confused..who's strider?)

Daja: No...I'm targeting Emily's kidnapper...now please...go to hell...*he said as he continued to walk away*

Daja: What I was going to say is...how much would you pay me for another night?

Teye: What do you mean how much would I pay you?! You will have to pay ME, my dear Daja...

Daja: *snickers* I don't pay...i don't need to...sorry..but considering last time..it would be you who'd be paying me.. *he said...he had a typical male ego..though one of slightly larger porportion.*

Teye: What do you mean, considering last time? If I remember right, you were BEGGING me to be with you! *laugh* and besides, with the line of suitors outside my door right now, you'd have to pay a price quite high to be first.

A second knock.

<ooc where are you knocking at? /ooc>

OOC: I assume there's a door to this room you guys are in. Thought it was the best way to make an entrance.

<ooc We're standing outside.. in the middle of the street /ooc>

OOC: My bad... Ignore those first few posts...

IC:
A man crouches on a rooftop nearby, listening intently to the conversation between someone called 'Daja' and a woman about a kidnapped relation. "Hmmm.... The woman looks pretty wealthy...... Maybe I should offer my services?" He says quietly to himself. The man is dressed in a black trench coat, black fatigue-like pants, and a tight fitting black T-shirt, which displays every muscle he possess. His hands are covered by fingerless tactical gloves. Apon his feet he wears soft-soled combat boots, of the GSG-9 style. Visible in the shadows produced by his long coat, a set of six pistols gleam dimly. One sits under each arm, one on each hip, and one on each calf in a tactical hip holster. A pair of black throwing knives hang from his belt, invisible in the shadow of his trench coat.

OOC: My bad... Ignore those first few posts...

IC:
A man crouches on a rooftop nearby, listening intently to the conversation between someone called 'Daja' and a woman about a kidnapped relation. "Hmmm.... The woman looks pretty wealthy...... Maybe I should offer my services?" He says quietly to himself. The man is dressed in a black trench coat, black fatigue-like pants, and a tight fitting black T-shirt, which displays every muscle he possess. His hands are covered by fingerless tactical gloves. Apon his feet he wears soft-soled combat boots, of the GSG-9 style. Visible in the shadows produced by his long coat, a set of six pistols gleam dimly. One sits under each arm, one on each hip, and one on each calf in a tactical hip holster. A pair of black throwing knives hang from his belt, invisible in the shadow of his trench coat.

Teye: Daja, There's somebody on the roof up there... You might want to keep an eye on him...

The man chuckles to himself. "Yeah, I'm up here..." He mutters, seeing the suspicious looks on the faces of those below. He swings down off of the edge of the building, landing noiselessly in an alley. The stranger creeps around the corner, getting a better view.

Daja: Yea yea sweetheart..I'd rather watch your little Ezarla here...but I'll check it out.. *he laughed and held her in his arms, levitating to the roof. His eyes glowed red. "can i help you?"

The man chuckles again, shaking his head. "Hey blood-sucker, I ain't up there any more!" He shouts with an edge of contempt in his voice.

"I know..you're easier to take down from a height." he said with a devlish grin as he set down Ezarla gently. "Care to tell me why you're here?"

"I'll get to that, but take ME down? I think not my hemoglobin-drinking compadre. I'm a bit more dangerous than I look. That's also why I'm here. I happened to be evasedropping on your conversation from yonder rooftop, when I heard the mention of a kidnapping. I'm pretty handy with my fists, a gun, or a knife. Maybe I can help. For a fee, of course..." The man in black says, placing his hands on his hips with a defiant look on his handsome features.

Daja imitates him, with extensively more built features. "I pay NO ONE...and I work alone..." *he picks up Ezarla once again, and brushes a strand of hair from her face. Wake up.. "And I'm not your compadre..."

"I ain't ask your pale ass, I'm asking the strikingly beautiful woman that you flew away from." He says with a smirk.

In seconds Daja was turned aroud and out of sight. He appeared behind him. Something sharp pierced the man's arm. He watched the blood roll down. "Would you like to repeat that?" he said, and was gone in an instant with Ezarla.

The man doesn't flinch. "Try that again and see what happens. You gonna just throw stuff at me, or are you man enough to go hand-to-hand?"
He yanks the object out of his arm, not noticing the pain. "You want my help or not? I've killed plenty of you punk-ass vampires in the past. You ain't gonna be a problem." He dusts himself off. "Name's Jack Bray, by the way."

OOC: Out for the night.

*a shadow flits up behind Daja*

Shadowy figure who has yet to introduce himself: "But we thinks you are... We believes you, you are not the kidnapper we thinks now, for you are Daja, and you Sired Ravelyn Shentavo." A Slight bit of Awe can be heard in his voice, like that of an aspiring artist talking to De Vinci. "We thinks you to be an even greater find"

"And as for hell, We were created there, and I don't feel like having to kill half of it again to get out."

"Ah...but you are against one of the oldest vampires in existance...I'm not just some punk ass...I sired Rave Shentavo...think of what she can do..then imagine what I can....and I don't want you're help for the last time."

"ahh, but we's are not up against you, We are not... We was just wanting to learn from the best we were"

He turns around...something about Rave clicked in his mind. "Why are you so interested in her?!" *he said, turning back to walk toward this person. he was extremely protective of her.

"oohh, we's were created to kill her. But we's wouldn't think of it, she is far to beautiful to even think about destroying for more than ten minutes. We wouldn't want to hurt you either, We are extremely grateful for giving her the Vampiric gift, yes we are indeed. She wou;dn't be nearly as beautiful to me if it were not for that."

Daja grasped his throat. "You lay one finger on my angel...and I will kill you.." He said firmly and released his grip.

A faint click sounded behind him. Jack had a pair of AMT 1911's trained on Daja's head. "That's where I know your name from.... You know an Argonian named Whiptail?"

"Kuronishi X2.5, who is us, wouldn't harm her, unless of course, *He glances around a bit, as if he is hesitant of what he is about to say* Unless of course she asks us too. In which case we's would harm her to her wish's fulfillment. *gets glossy eyed* We mearly wishes to travel with you in hopes of meeting the great Shentavo and have the honor to fight alongside the great Daja vampire, Is all we want"

Kuronishi X2.5 shadows behind Jack Brey and the cyber-demon's nails become hellfire knives three inches long. He uses his claws to vut the weapon apar then kicks Jack hard, knocking him into a wall, then throws his hand forward stopping when two of his claws are milimeters away from his eyes.

X2.5: "You's will not think of harming The Sire of Ravelyn Shentavo, we's will not let you. He is far too great of a vampire and has helped create far too beautiful of a being for you to be thinking of Harming Him. No's we can not watch it!"

Daja smiled...slightly confused, yet not tottaly trusting of Kuronishi. "Yes, I know whiptail...shame it ended like that though." *he laughed slightly* "Not that bright a fellow...and not that good in history, nor research on me..."

Ezalra: *eyes flutter open* "Huh?.. What's going on here?" *looks from Kuronishi X2.5, to Jack, and up to Daja* "... Who are you people?"

"Bitch!" Jack yells, grabbing the demon's hand and spinning him around, slamming him head first into the wall. He lands a kick to the nerve center in the back of the knee, then delivers a powerful heel axe to the center of the demon's spine. "Touch me again and I'll put a pair of silver .45's in your chump ass." He turns to Daja. "Before I left for this mission, Whiptail said to look out for you, says you fight without honor." A wooden stake appears in his hand. "I ain't afraid of vampires, demons, or whatever other boogie-men you got hiding around here. I hate kidnappers, and child molesters. I'm offering you MY help. I NEVER work with others. I don't care how good of a fighter you are, you'll need back-up." He gestures towards the dazed demon. "Knife-boy here ain't much help. I'm one of the best mortal fighters you're gonna meet, and I've killed more than my fair share of demons and vampires and other hellspawn."

He collects his pistols, but does not holster them. He keeps them aimed at the demon leaning on the wall.

"Bitch!" Jack yells, grabbing the demon's hand and spinning him around, slamming him head first into the wall. He lands a kick to the nerve center in the back of the knee, then delivers a powerful heel axe to the center of the demon's spine. "Touch me again and I'll put a pair of silver .45's in your chump ass." He turns to Daja. "Before I left for this mission, Whiptail said to look out for you, says you fight without honor." A wooden stake appears in his hand. "I ain't afraid of vampires, demons, or whatever other boogie-men you got hiding around here. I hate kidnappers, and child molesters. I'm offering you MY help. I NEVER work with others. I don't care how good of a fighter you are, you'll need back-up." He gestures towards the dazed demon. "Knife-boy here ain't much help. I'm one of the best mortal fighters you're gonna meet, and I've killed more than my fair share of demons and vampires and other hellspawn."

He collects his pistols, but does not holster them. He keeps them aimed at the demon leaning on the wall.

"Hehehehe, mortal is misinformed. Wall is not much help." the wall he is thrown into is broken "We's not like Jack Brey much, but we's do not see him as threat to self or Daja. He may see and be truly informed if he sees what we's will do to Marcius himself. This is what we computes." He smiles crazily and points at the guns, The barrels are melted togather. "If you's insist on finding Miss Emily than you's must find better weapons. We's can make you better weapons if you's will not use them to harm those we's do not see fit to harm."

"Ezarla...they are none whom you should waste your time worrying about." Daja says softly. He turns to the others and laughs . "I am not bound by your mortal terms...Come Ezarla...time to visit an old friend..." He smiled at the thought of Marcius. With Ezarla in his arms, he vanishes out of sight, and undetected..but Marcius knew he was coming.

Kuronishi X2.5: "Theys have left us, but we's WILL meet Daja again. You Jack Brey will most defnatly have uses to Us. Mortals like you shouls have underworld contacts, perhaps one you need to call in a favor on? We needs' information we do."

Ezalra: *nods*


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**Marcius: *senses Daja and Ezalra moving through nothingness to find him, so he picks up Emily and closes his eyes. After mumbling a few unusual words, the room shifts a slight degree and his is in an alternative dimension.*

<ooc>dimensions don't work like that. but anyway...</ooc>

Near Marcius... In his alternate dimension, a Marcius sees a strange but familiar being lurking just out of his sight. He walks toward it and the still shadow form takes the shape as a swirling humanoid mist.
It "speaks" in a windy sounding voice: "I can take the girrl if you need me to Maaaorrciius. I know my way to your deeessstination nicely now. And her sseeekers are coming evver so clooooser now..."
*its voice changes and becomes a perfect imitation of Ezalra's*"Daja? where..."
it speaks again:"Shheee said this jsut seconds ago..."

Marcius: *grins widely* "I would allow you to take this girl.. but I'd like to take her dead body to Teye." *laughs slightly* "You on the other hand, my friend, could dispose of her followers quite easily if they were to follow me into this dimension. Just imitate what you hear me say and lead them astray." *grins wider* "Do you think this is a wise plan?"

shadowy figure: I believe I can do that Maaaarrciius...
They haaave leeft my vooidsiiiht hoowever I will go traaace them once moore and then yooou will here what they have to saaaay...

*it uses a lot of energy to transmit near-telepathy to Marcius*I can however follow them by sight... as you can too for a short while... it is possible to block my voidsight however be warned and they may discover a way to provide me with false images and sounds...*telepathy ends*

I wiill looocate them shooortly... *he swirls off into the misty darkness*

OOC: your going to hate it with these chars, Daja is like uber-tough, and Kuronishi X2.5 is psychotically powerful and just plain psychotic, although X2.5 is my only character with powers that potent.

Kuronishi X2.5:"We's will finds Miss Emily on ours own, and we's will make name for ourselves, We will. We will kill all that stands in our way, we will. We's will get attention of Ravelyn Shentavo by finding miss Emily, We thinks..." Kuronishi X2.5 talks to himself as he walks through the alleyways, and stops a shady looking character on the street, he grabs the guy on the street and begins to interrigate him.

"Tells Us!!! What does man know about Kidnapping!!!"

Man: "I don't know nothin about no kidnapping, I swear!!"

X2.5: "analyzing..... Gramatical error... Fixing... Success... Unnacceptable!!! Tells us!!! Man knows something, we's can tell!!!"

Man: "I've only heard rumours, I swear. Some guy named Marcius. thats all I know."

X2.5: "Unnacceptable!!!" Kuronishi X2.5 squeezes harder, breaking the man's neck. A smile forms on Kuronishi's face "We's broke it... We's killed it... Acceptable..."

ooc:
Daja is just uber bad ass...becasue he is the father of Qui..and if you know Qui..you know he's ten times worse. :lol:

IC:

Marcius...Shame on you. I thought you would have known better than to send a decoy. How should I kill him? Slowely...quickly...in sections...either way I get fresh blood. You know how I feel a thrill when I kill, and basically I haven't fed for a long...long time. So why don't we just skip to it and you can give the girl to me... *he held Ezalra in his arms tightly. He had two weaknesses. The greatest one being Rave...the other being women in general.

Kuronishi X2.5 Walked at a brisk pace through the dark streets, gigling and laughing even more than usual. He had disposed of the body thoroughly, so much so that Saint peter would be the only one to discover there had been a killing at all. He then stops and sits at an empty bench.

"Scanning... Scanning... We's have detected a portal opening!!! And Daja Telepthy!!! And teye-herald in comfort!!! We's have much to occupy self with!" Analyzes the varius scan readouts, gathering information.

In front of X2.5, a large circular shadow suddenly appears on the ground, but cast by an unseen source. It seems to move toward him with ripples withough moving at all.
A voice from nowhere hisses at him:
Yooou do not need too be loooking for thiiiss Emiily... Whyyyy? You will neeever gaaain anyyything frooom it?!? I haaaave seeen wheeere yoooou willl get if you continue thiisss path and it isss right heeere, dead!

OOC: Back in my day, such characters were called god-mods, and didn't just say that soldier A shot and killed soldier B. It was 'Soldier A fires a burst at soldier B.' then... "Soldier B rolls to the left into the protective shadow of a crate.'

IC: Jack slides the pistols back into the hip holsters. "You have any idea how expensive a custom set of pistols like that costs? More than your head would bring me at the Roanian Inquisition." Jack shrugs. "Hell, I've got four more." He draws the pair situated on his belt in standard sidearm holsters. "Screw with me again, and I'll turn you into a pretzel. The hard way." He looks at the female standing near Daja. "And who are you?"

"Do I have to go over this again?" he said turning from him and continuing on the trail. He could hear the blood pulsing through their veins. He did not wish to fight...he wished to get Emily back...then talk with Ezalra. He looked at her in his arms...such beauty...much like Teye.

Ezalra: *feels desire and comfort. She is awake, but not yet truly aware of things yet* "Hmm... Daja... where are we?"

Kuronishi X2.5: "Analyzing... Vowel abnormality error... Fixing... Success...dead? We's Dead? Analayzing... Does not compute!!!! We's will gain attention of Ravelyn Shentavo if We's finds Miss Emily. We's wants it, we's must have it... Scanning... Subject unkown.. Whats is you, tells us?"

He bushed a stand away from her hair slightly and smiled gently. "It's alright...rest for a while..you passed out...I'm here...don't worry." *he said softly.

Ezalra: *sleepily grins at Daja* "So, everything's fine? Damien and Kiro aren't dead? That was just a bad dream?"

Daja: That my dear...is true. They are dead. But you are alive. You were touched by an angel. *he said with a smile.*

Ezalra: "Dead? But how is that possible?" The flash of light.. Damien being sucked into the crystal... Kiro dying.. no wonder it seemed all so real... *The images from their deaths rocked her mind and made her shiver*

Daja: It's alright...time heals all wounds. It was their inevitable destiny..there was nothing you could have done. Rest now...*he said in a calming manor*

Ezalra: *cuddles close to Daja* "I saw.. I saw everything.. The look of horror on Damien's face... the look of determination on Kiro's... You couldn't possibly understand..." *wraps her arms around Daja's neck*

Daja: It's over now...relax. *he said with a smile, and was slightly suprised when she wrapped her arms around his neck.* I do...I do...

Ezalra: *reaches up to kiss Daja* "I just need somebody to understand me.. somebody to love... to love me back..." *places her lips on Daja's.*

Daja was quite startled. The second her lips touched his, he gave in. He kissed her passionately, running his hand down her back

Ezalra: *responded to his kiss with one of passion. Soon their tongues were dueling in a fight for superiority. She ran her fingers down his smooth cold face, gently running her nails over the skin.*

Daja lifted her up and pressed her against the side of a stone building.He ran her fingers through her hair. "We really must find Emily..." he said with a slight smile before letting the pressure off of her.

Kuronishi X2.5 smiles and becomes a shadow himself. As a shadow, he cannot manipulate his physical surroundings, but the same is true for the other way around. the one shadow splits into twenty and the twenty to hundreds. each one moves off in a different direction, leaving only a burned in engraving on the bench.

We's will kill later, nows we will find emily, then we's kill you

Jack shakes his head angrily. "What the hell type of demon are you? What do you want?"

the "shadow" hisses again...

do whaaaat you will... but Emily will nooot be found... sheee has been hidden and Iiiii am her guardian... and I am nooot a shaaadow... thiiis iiis my phyyyysical form... and yeees you willll diiieee....

part of the shadow whips out an X2.5 and engulfs him partly... as a shadow he is helpless as is possible... light does not battle darkness... but shadow matter does and wins.

ooc: I only said it *looks* like a shadow, it isn't an actual shadow...

Daja paused for a moment..."This way..." he said. he could feel a presence near...and it wasn't of one he had met before, but one he was seeking.

Ezalra: *nods and lets Daja take her wherever he thinks is where they are supposed to be*


OOC: Am I standing or what?


**Marcius glances around, looking for a place to run. He stops in front of an old looking building and enters, carrying the girl
Marcius: This will be a good headquarters from now on... *smiles to himself* I gave you that one, my mysterious hunters... Go ahead.. find me.. It won't be my blood shed... *He sits in a chair and pulls out a cigarette and lights it*

(ooc: Standing...i think :D )

Daja lights a cigarette as his pace quickens. He looks at an old building and wonders. His hand grips the handle tightly. He looks back to Ezalra. "Don't follow me..." he said. "I don't want to see you hurt." He turned, and pulled the door open...

Ezalra: *nods and whispers* "Be careful..."


**Marcius grabs for his gun on his belt when he hears the doorknob open and rests the barrel against the girl's forehead as she sleeps in his lap. With his other hand, he flicks away the cigarette and redirects his eyes to the intruder at the door*

Daja throws his cigarette off to the side and enters. "Hello Marcius...long time no bite." he says with a slight smile. "Nice girl you have there...though I find older ones...around 23, 25....really a better choice" *he says walking towards them*

OOC: umm.. Alex, Kuronishi is quite far by now. He didn't stick around to fight you. But its on his list of things to do. and Daja, I've got Marcius, please, let him have his first important kill outside of Hell

In the darkness of the building a shadow begins to form amongst the other shadows. it soon collects into a physical being, and it moves silently, and slowly creeps towards Marcius from behind not making a single sound It then simulates a voice: "Maaaarciiius, IIIII've Reeeturnnned..."

**Marcius: *grins at Daja as he cocks the gun* "Just be glad that I'm civil enough to kill her while she is asleep.. but you on the other hand.. when I get my hands on you, I'll make you look straight into my eyes as I kill you... And you will beg me for mercy." Old friend.. You have returned? That is good.

Daja: "You kill me...funny..." The only thing you killed me at was poker...*smiles*

OOC: that last thought wasn't directed at you, but ok..

**Marcius: *chuckles at Daja's remark and then makes some movement with the tip of his gun at the girl in his lap* "So.. why are you protecting this one?" Old friend.. how did it go with the hunters?

Daja: I'm protecting her because I was sent....and I'd do anything for her.. My angel sent me...I'd do anything to get a piece of her...but who could blame me? *he laughs to himself slightly*

OOC Might I clarify that when Marcuis says "Old Friend" My words are directed only at the shadow behind Marcius who he thinks is AK's character... Daja.. fix your mistake.. That was Kaose's question to answer.. not yours /OOC

Marcius: *laughs slightly then stops quickly* "An angel?" *shrugs* "Perhaps I'll see her when I die. And where is that herald? She must be present for Emily's death. It's her... Destiny."


*** Ezalra feels the presence of three strong emotions in the room. She is only sure of one of them.. After listening in on the converstation, she decides the time is right for her enterance. She throws open the door and walks in*

Ezalra: "Expecting me?" *she flashes Marcius a cold grin*

Kuronishi X2.5: "Not as planned, we thinks!" Two whips shoot out of the darkness, one grabs the gun out of Marcius' hand, the other grabbing him by the neck. after the gun is disposed of, the whip moves to restrain Marcius' hands, but in the process it latches her to the chair. Kuronishi X2.5 walks towards the shackled human and and begins to speak

Kuronishi X2.5: "Query Task= 'destroy human "marcius", free "Emily". Task at 0% completion." He is right behind him now, and puts his hand on marcius' face. wires begin to jut out from his fingernails and into different parts of Marcius' face,ventually digging into his brain, without damaging it.

"Query task= 'relived agony' task at 10% completion" Marcius begins to have minor scratches and briuses all over his skin. He begins to suddenly mentally relive some of his more unhappy memories.

Daja: Ravelyn...*he says softly. He was startled at Ezalra's enterance* I told you not to come.. Don't harm either of them...or I will kill you..*he says, about five feet from Marcius*

Marcius: *begins to moan in pain* "Noo.. Don't go.... Wait.... Stop.. MOTHER!!!" *He starts screaming, shaking back and forth as blood pours out of his body, spilling onto Emily*

Ezalra: *screams as she feels his pain, as deep as he'd ever know* "MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT STOP!" *She puts her hands on the sides of her head. She is sobbing as hard as Marcius*

Daja did not hesitate but to grab emily from Marcius and turn away from him to Ezalra, whom was at the door way. "What the hell is happening?!"

Ezalra: *managed to choke out* "His pain.. I can feel it..." *before going back to screaming in pain*

As the immense pychological assault continues, Kuronishi's Exoskeletal armor simply melts away, as does his outer skin. Underneathe lies a hidious, repulsive creature made up of machine and computerized parts and horribly scarred flesh. the parts are as follows:
Machine: left face, middle chest, upper legs, right foot

his organic components are hyper deformed, and the only thing that seems to have remained unchanged is a twisted smile, with a set of completely pointed teeth (all are sharp, not like a vamps)
Kuronishi X2.5: "Query Task='relived agony' task at 60% completion"
"query task=destroy human 'Marcius' free 'Emily' at 50% completion"

Ezalra: *seems to be experiencing everything Marcius is and is in agony. Her flesh seems to be burning with pain. She is moaning and crying and can't seem to stop.*

<OOC Rave, play the hero.. If she's not in the same room as Marcius, she will no longer feel his pain /OOC>

Marcius: *Has lost a lot of blood and is screaming louder than Ezalra. Every now and then, he says something that one can only deduce was in the memory he was reliving* "Teye.. I still love you.. Don't go Teye... Please..." *His eyes were glazed over with tears*

A shadowy figure seems to wisp into the room, blackening a large area, and it moves over near Maricus...

:Maaarciius I tooold yooou I woould be baack laater thaaat was not meee...

The figure shoots out shadowy tendrils at X2.5... Note: These are not actually shadows, they are more of a voidstuff that blacks out and eliminates all light and matter that they come in contact with... but not especially quickly...
Another tendril shoots out at Daja, and attempts to decapitate him...
The dark figure now is a mixture of flailing shadows, and random rays of what looks to be sunlight, and also seems to have a firery mass churning inside of it...

:Maaarcius, I muuust warn yooou, I wiiil not hesssitate to to kiiill you or anyooone else, I am on myyy own side...


<ooc>Is this accurate...?</ooc>

Daja: Go to hell Marcius...Teye likes me more than she does you...and she hates me..*laughs. He looks at Ezarla and picks her up as well. With both Emily and Ezalra in his arms he kicks open the door and brings the too out side into the rain. He puts his coat around emily and sets her down carefully. He turns to Ezalra. "Are you alright?" He asks raising his eyebrow inquiring of her.

<ooc>Whatever happened my decapitating tendril that was attacking Daja?</ooc>

OOC: I don't know... You should just start over after I finish off Marcius, which is about right now.


The screams of Marcius are now completely unintelligable and primal. He is bleeding massively from nearly every opening in his body, and more and more cuts, gashes are appearing on his body. A large Breaking sound can be heard as a jagged edge of a femur juts out of Marcius' leg. In a particularly Loud scream, a gunshot wound appears on his arm, and through it all, the smile on X2.5's smile only gets wider.
X2.5:"Query task='relived agony' at 100% completion" the clamps on Marcius' face are released and he drops to the ground as nothing but a human husk in pool of blood, sweat, and tears. "Query task= 'destroy human Marcius, free Emily at 100% completion. Query task= 'destroy unknown creature at 0% completion" X2.5 turns around, facing the shadow-beast and awaits its move.

The shadow creature also seems to "face" X2.5, despite its having no facial features. Except for the churning shadows and flickering lights caused by them, its only distinguishable feature is a ball of a substace in its core that is now very visible, and looks like a chunk of molten lava. It begins to wave its shadowy tendrils around very quickly so that they blur. Small objects all aroung the room are randomly shattered and crushed, and its almost as if it can't even control its "arms".

:Fooood... standing there waiting toooo be foood... mmmmmm...

A loud crackling noise erupts from its body and some nearby fabric bursts into flames. (I don't know hwy there was nearby fabirc...)

OOC: Room for another?

<ooc>I don't see why not... not that its entirely my choice I don't think...</ooc>

OOC: well, it looks about over, but you can come in if you'd like

IC: X2.5 moves his current weapons (a pair of Hellfire Whips) and catches a few tenticles, He then stretches the shadow beast out and then opens his mouth, Unleashing a Hellishly loud scream. The room begins to shake, and the windows break apart, then the glass shards fly around the room, cutting things to ribbons. Then swhirl around the shadow beast.

When the hellfire whips catch the shadow creature's tentacles, the tentacles simply dissipate into a gas and new ones grow out of its body, but its body is noticeably smaller now, though not by much. It opens an... opening... not exactly a mouth... and seems to pour the lava-like liquid into X2.5's open mouth.
It seems unaffected my the scream and the shards of glass are instantly melted and slagged when the reach the shadow beasts "body."

OOC: Room for another?

Ezalra: *slumps into Daja's arms* "It was horrible.. Daja.. I need to forget what I saw.. "

Emily's eyes flicker open and her mouth opens in a scream after seeing Daja and his fangs. A voice rings out in everyone's head VAMPIRE!! SOMEBODY HELP ME!! Emily struggles against Daja, trying to get free. CAN ANYBODY HEAR ME??! SAVE ME!!!


<OOC go for it! it's "my" RP and it is open to all!!/OOC>

From the cealing, a shadowy from watches the fight with great intrest. "Ahh... Daja is here." He says to himself.

Ezalra: *grabs Emily out of Daja's arms and starting rocking her back and forth* "It's okay, Emily.. I'm going to take you back to Teye... It's okay.. I am here now.."

Emily: *seemed to be relaxing and calming down, but still seemed frightened* "But... But.. he's a... "

The shape drops down from its hiding place, like something out of a nightmare. "I seek the one who has lost her hatchling."

Ezalra: "Are you refering to my goddess, Teye? I can summon her if you must talk to her... "

Emily: *wraps her arms tight around Ezalra*

"I do not know. Is that the child who has been kidnapped?" The creature looks reptillian, and stands on two powerful legs.

OOC: I don't feel up to describing him in detail again. Check the thread called 'The Great Hunt' for a better description.

Ezalra: *holds Emily tight* "Yeah, this is the child who has been kidnapped.. But she is no longer kidnapped. I have alerted my goddess to the child's whereabouts.. and the fact that she is with me. Everything is being taken care of..." Teye.. Emily is safe... I'll be bringing her to you in a bit... Alright. I will be expecting you.

"Then I do not believe that I will be of much use here. Perhaps your goddess has another task she would like me to preform while I am in the area?" The Dark Argonian asks, his tail dancing behind him.

Ezalra: "How shall I ask her if you don't tell me your name?"

"I am known as Whiptail the Fallen." He says curtly.

Ezalra: "Now.. I know I've heard that name somewhere.. but.. where?" Teye, Do you know Whiptail the Fallen? Why do you ask? He wants to be of service to you... Should I trust him?

<OOC *bump* /OOC>

What's with the bump?

Back near the shadow beast...

It is keeping a distance from X2.5, and suddenly it becomes almost translucent, and the orange fires dissapate. Its fades into a thin stream of smoke that whisps away quietly, and very quickly. Now almost invisible, it makes the transition into Marcius's other dimension and locates Emily and Ezalra back in the "real" world... and floats above them in its own dimension.

Marcius's spirit floats off a ways, as most do, but it can never be "intelligient" again... it just lives in his dimension as an organism...

<OOC *bump* is to try to "bump" the convo up in the forum... yeah.. /OOC>

OOC: I know what it means, this tread is popular enough not to need it.

<OOC not by my standards... It's taking too long for people to post... /OOC>

OOC: People have lives outside of NS. I'm WA, too.

<OOC sure they do.. But I don't.. and I don't get on the net very often so when I do.. I want to do as much posting as humanly possible.. and That's cool that you are WA too.. why didn't you just say so in the first place? /OOC>

OOC: Different nations for different purposes. Guess who?

<OOC makes sense.. I know.. WA and.. uh... Mercenary yeah.. Do you have a real name?? /OOC>

OOC: Not one that I give out online. Usually it's just MS, or WA, something like that.

<OOC fairy nuff.. /OOC>

OOC: Open means open, right??

A tall woman with long white hair and cold blue eyes approaches. She spots the woman holding the girl, the Vampire, and the Argonian standing around. She sends out a telepathic message that mind-readers can read I will provide no harm to you... I am here to represent my God. I need a word with the young one.

<OOC ooohh.. a newbie!! YAY! Join us at Ansalon! /OOC>

Ezalra: *looks up at the woman, holding Emily tight* "Who's your God? And why do you need to talk to Emily?"

"Harm the softskin hatchling and I will cut your head from your shoulders." Whiptail says, almost as if stating a fact.

The woman had a stern look on her face when she spoke. "I represent the God of Knowledge, Dursius. I mean you no harm." She turned to the Agronian. "And if you try to harm me, then I have been already given permission to defeat you." She looked back at Ezalra. Her voice rings in Ezalra's head. I am hear to ask the girl a few questions. My God has been keeping track of her for a while now. She has special abilities and techniques and my God would like her to make the best of those abilities. Please do not try to interfere.

"If you believe that you can defeat me, then you may try at any time. Daja has left and I have no sport." The Dark Argonian's tail twitches angrily. "Permission means that you have been allowed to fight me, I do not think you will win. Promises of false gods do not impress me."

Argonian hears a strong male voice in his head. I am not a false God. And anyone who thinks so deserves her challenge. Please do not make me make her fight you. The woman smirks. "Believe me, you do not want to fight me, now or never."

In a nearby crevice/corner, a shadow is cast from nothingness, very small, and it just floats there, as a mound of semitransparent dark matter.

A crash is heard way off in the distance, and a yell, but those are ordinary sounds...

<ooc: this is outside, right?>

OOC: yeah.. did you read the b/l?? it is..

The woman senses the shadows move, but does not turn to look. Instead she sends a telepathic message in the direction of the shadows. Who are you and what are you doing here?

"You would do well to heed your own advice, servant of the false Knowledge God." Whiptail snaps back. "I am not some puny mortal who believes that he can challenge a god, I am a warrior as old as time itself, I have slain gods in the past, proving them false. I will do so again."

The shadow creature sends its own telepathy back...

I have come for the girl... why do you want her? I am not Marcius's pet, he would have died today whether he had been killed by the girl's rescuers or not, but by my hand. I am the servant of a higher being, I am to be on my own. You all want her, why should I not also? There must be some reason why this collection of fleshlings as coming seeking her...

Its telepathy seems rougher than most, less refined...

Ezalra: *loudly* "Nobody is taking this girl. She is protected by Ravelyn Shentavo and my Goddess, Teye. I will be returning her to her home soon."

The woman smirks at the Argonian. She then turns to the shadow and says "I don't want her. It wouldn't matter more to me if she were to have died in there. I just want to serve my God in the way he sees fit. And you, Teye's servant, the name Ravelyn Shentavo I fear not. Teye is one of Dursius' enemies so I could care less if I killed you as well. I wouldn't even give you my name, let alone the decency to see your Goddess again." An evil smile curled across her face.

<OOC>Someone tell me whats goin on, I finally made this work</OOC>

Daja: YOU WILL NOT TOUCH HER! * a loud voice said as Daja stepped out from the shadows in front of Ezarla* And you dare to speak of Ravelyn Shentavo like that in the presence of her own sire. An ancient. One whom has killed many before and would crush the likes of you before you could touch this woman. I suggest you get better educated, for one who does not know whom to stay away from is writing there own death sentence. Stay away from them...and if you as so much lay a finger on them, I will cut it off. I will tear you apart and send you into the hell you belong with not a word to save the. *Daja was in a rage by this point and his strong presence might have been overpowering. He is inches away from the woman as he looks down upon her, his crimson eyes burrowing into hers. His pale skin had not changed in years, as neither did his black hair. He was charming to say the least, but even more deadly. No breath could be felt, and the strength of the ancient was well seen. * You wear that smile as if you knew everything about this world. I have a news flash for you my dear, you know nothing! Absolutely nothing! And until you realize the forces you are messing with, then I suggest you catch up on your history. You stupid girl. No matter how big you think you are, in this world, you are no bigger than the palm of my hand. *His pale hand touched her face. It was remarkably cold...as cold as death. He removed his hand as quickly as it had came. He turned his back to her and walked back to Ezarla, placing an arm around her shoulders to escort her.

Daja: Are you alright my dear? *he said as he looked at Ezarla* I apologize for my actions, I was not going to let her touch you... And I do get slighlty upset when someone whose never heard of Rave shows no respect toward her...she is the mother of all of us...maybe Miss Shentavo will pay her a visit in the distant future, on whatever terms are set. *he chuckled to himself*

A voice from the shadows: "unkown beast, we have not finished our task with you yet!!!!!" The whips of Kuronishi X2.5 latch around the core of the shadow beast, and his super-heated arms transfer the flme of the lava into the wips, making them even more powerful. the glass billowing around the room melts and parts begin to catch on fire.

OOc: last I checked we were in an abandoned building Alex

OOC:ok...

Note: X2.5 could not "'latch on" to the shadow beast, it is not yet materialzed. Right now its just a hovering cloud of dark light.

ooc: wonko you really need to read all teh backog to get an idea of whats going on.

The shadow beast slips away from X2.5, with a faint orange glow not shining from its "body"

Another note: it isn't humanoid in any way whatsoever

It floats into the air above everybody a hovers for a second as if considering what to do next. Suddenly it becomes pitch dark and much larger and shoots out dozens of flailing tendrils. It is now obviosly in the physical world entirely. Several of the tendrils reach into its now orange and black lavalike center, and the core of the creature glows white hot. When all of the tentacles pull back out they are armed in various ways: 2 are like long blades of silver, quicksilver, and fire flowing together, several are flaming brilliantly, and two are now ending with large metal barrels.

The flaming limbs spiral around each other and whirl toward X2.5 very rapidly, leaving ripples in the plasmafied air behind them They are apparently very hot.

The woman growls a deep, unhuman growl and her smile is turned to a look of pure fury. She is ready to kill. "Vampire, I suggest you and whoever this Ravelyn Shentavo person is stay out of my face." She pushed Daja out of the way to grab Emily and took Emily away from Ezalra. "My God wants a word with this girl and he is having it!" She walked off in the other direction.

Ezalra: *runs after the woman* "Emily!!!" My Goddess, Teye!!! I need your help!! Track that woman.. Make sure we don't lose her!! SHE HAS EMILY!!!

The shadow beast telepaths to all...

:Why does she leave... and WHY do you take her? She will STAY!

A huge 10 foot wide tendril shoots out of the shadow mass and branches out. It is moving far faster than the godservant(?) and catches up quickly. several of the tendrils grasp Emily and try to pull her away with the strength of 100 men, and a pitch dark razor tentacle splits in many small threads of voidstuff, which enwrap the woman from all sides

: You will bring her back!

Unless she finds a way to survive, the antimatter like tendrils will annihilate any and all traces of any of the woman's flesh that they touch, forever 'removing' them from the physical universe

Daja growls and lunges toward the woman. He watches as the tendrils grab for Emily. He avoids them as best he could and grasps the woman by the collar of her shirt, separating her from Emily. He throws her against the wall and walks toward her, his being unphased. "I said you will not touch her...and my angel is already on her way." He said pacing back and forth toward the woman. He lifted her up by the neck and turned and threw her against the opposite wall. The true strength of the anceint was apparent. He picked her up and his white fangs pierced into her neck violently.

The woman kicks and punches against Daja but it is no use. She is sucked almost dry...

Telepathy: And that one... daja do not kill this fleshling either... there is much to learn from this one... you will not be harmed, keep her alive... my master is interested in this I believe...

The shadow beast lets forth a tremendous blast that totally destroys the abandoned warehouse, creating a deafening boom.

The tendrisl grasp Emily without hurting her, a bit tightly, so she gasps for breath, and they bring her back to where she was before she was taken. Another attempts to grasp Ezalra and carry her to Emily... The creature seems tired, and it somehow becomes obvious toeveryone around it that it cannot maintain this size for much longer...

:you are to be kept alive, for a while, however I now cannot stop you from leaving...

ooc:Wonko if you wish and if you ever read this you can be the creatures "master"...

Daja throws her back, the blood falling from his lips. He steps over the woman. "You beleived in nothing. Now you ARE nothing!" he yelled defiantly. He stared over her, a deep growl passing in his words. The ancient looked at her, and left her there, bleeding. He turned to Ezalra. "I did not want you to see me like this."

The shadow beast then become rapidly smaller, now a human size, but not human shape.

:Where is this creature, your X2.5... it must die dowever.

Ezalra: *screams* "Don't kill her!! I won't have her death on my conscience!! Do something to save her!" *she grabs Emily and covers her eyes. She then whispers to her* "It's gonna be alright.. Relax.. Everything's going to be alright..."

Daja: Save her...she is nothing. *he said with a wave of suspicion arising over him* She is a wicked person, not worthy of possessing the gift of life.

:I may be able to help you fleshling... is that what you wish?
;The shadow creature telepaths.

You mortal they call Daja... no gift of life then there are three alternatives. Death, what she'll have ifg nothing is done, afterlife, if she becomes a vampire like yourself, or suspension, temporal stasis, or whatever you'd like to call it. I can inflict 1 and 3, but not the second, you have 1 and 2 but not the third. What is your choice? I have made enough choices for a while.

Daja: I am no mortal. *he said his eyes deepening* Why should I bestow such a thing on such an unworthy person. So..we have 1 and 3. I'd like to go with 1 considering she didn't heed my words of warning, spoke against Rave, tried to kidnap emily, and you know what? I really don't think she should be rewarded for that. But I don't have the gift of 3, so it's up to you.

Ezalra: "So what? Are you just going to let her bleed to death or what? I don't want her to be dead! It's bad enough I had to witness two deaths already, and I don't want Emily to have to witness one. Please, Daja... do something.. I don't want her to be able to inflict more trouble to anyone I might care about.... I think I'd want you to be able to control her... Is there another option? Maybe one not as cruel? Besides, this is no time for you to take revenge on her because she said one bad thing about Rave..."

It speaks: Stassssiiiss... if yoooou wiiish..

Telepath: Fleshling Ezalra, I have your name now, you do not want death this is not death she is contained and you may do whatever you wish with her. Do you wish? My tiem here is not much longer I will be gone and dead in several hours, we do not live long. I was created for today and yesterday.

Daja: She will be under my total control, and if she falters, she will die, and If i leave her, she will die. Best get her on my good side, you might want to tell her that...*he walked back over to her and picked her up.*

She had not been breathing... a faint breath comes out, and her wound stops bleeding. She is still very limp, in a coma.
The shadow creature becomes smaller again, not only about half human size.
Telepathy: There you go... Your friends may have there own plans, my times here is almost over... she will not wake up until you give her heart a jumpstart... her life is linked to yours, you leave, shes dies.

Ezalra: *thinks to herself* I shouldn't wish death upon her, but she was evil... I suppose this is better than death... "I have to get Emily back to my goddess, soon... "

:Take her back to your goddess, see what she wishes to do...


The shadow whisps away into the night, weaving down streets and through alleys.

Ezalra: *hugs the child to her chest. Even though she's known Emily for a little over a week, Ezalra has grown close to her* "I will take her back now. But I do not want to do it alone.. Daja, will you go with me to return her?"

X2.5 stares into the night sky flying far above the city. A strange voice, not his own is heard form his "lips": "Rave, Where are you... No matter where I search I find but rumors of your beauty and strength. Or Someone that is bu a friend of a friend of someone who has seen you. Today I found your Sire, but not you." His head hangs Low, then snaps back up. X2.5 speaks in a more familliar voice pattern: "RAVELYN SHENTAVO, WE MUST FINDS. WHERE?" then he flies away, vanishing into the horizon.

Daja: Yes...I will...*he says carrying the woman in his arms...unknowing that the angel he had sired would be engaged when he returned. He would not know the jealousy that would over come him, and he would stop at nothign to get what he wants... but what he wants...is Ravelyn. And with the apolcolypse approaching, and the angel's time growing to a close...he would not see what jealousy would possess him to do...and what self-defense would force Miss Ravelyn Shentavo to do...and who would ever hear of the killing of one's own sire.*

Ezalra: *nods to Daja* "After this,.. Uh.. how should I put this.. Can I go with you?" *She readies herself for the jump between realms*

Daja: Though I wish it so...I must return to the mansion alone...I have been sent for. *he said disappointed.* But I will go with you for Emily and this woman...

Ezalra: *tries to hide her disappointment* "This might be a little akward.. i haven't brought this many people through a jump with me before..."

Daja: I've lived for Millenia. I've seen worlds destroyed and formed thrice over...this isn't the first time I have done this.

Ezalra: "I'd still prefer if you did it.. providing you can..."

Daja: I am able to...just tell me the destination. *he said with a slight smile*

Ezalra: "Teye's palace.. it's in the Aetherian plain.."

Daja: Alright. I was wondering when I would get to see Teye again. *He did not know it would be for the last time. He chuckled to himself a bit, oblivious to what the future held in store for him. In seconds...he was gone*

Ezalra: *wrapped her arms around Emily, then squeezed her eyes shut and mumbled some words. They appeared in Teye's hall an instant later*

Daja: What took you so long? *he said, leaning back in a nearby chair, with the woman he took on the table*

Ezalra: "So what are you going to do with her?" *eager to change the subject*

Daja: She is not worthy of a sire...nor of myself. I have sired but one...and that is my angel...his angel*he thought to himself* I wash my hands of her...*he stands up rather quickly...in somewhat of a rage* I must leave you now...something...has come up....

Ezalra: *holds out her hand to stop him* "Don't leave!! Or at least.. take me with you." *She places Emily on the floor* "Please.. Daja..."

Daja: That I can't do...I've put you in far to much danger as it is...I must get back...I can't stand him anymore...*he said, apparently referring to Vaughn* Tell Teye she owes me one hundred and fifty. *he smiled at this and was gone in seconds*

Ezalra: *pouts* "Daja.. I... I.. " *But words failed her. They always would. She never reacted quick enough and it led to bad consequences*

Teye: He should be paying me that 150.

Ezalra: *smirked, as a tear rolled down her cheek*


<OOC RP over. That's it. Thanks to all who participated. /OOC>