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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2014 9:14 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2014 9:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2014 9:28 pm
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« Scarlett Rose MacGregor »
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Birds and butterflies εїз
Rivers and mountains she creates
But you'll never know
The next move she'll make
You can try
But it is useless to ask why
Cannot control her
She goes her own way
Scarlett stood at one of the large penthouse windows arms crossed over her chest as she looked out over the city. She appeared to be in deep thought, and in truth she was. She’d enjoyed her time with Adrien, perhaps more than she should admit, but she also knew he wasn’t ready for the full moon. Her blue eyes moved to the horizon, the moon was already visible in the dessert sky although she hadn’t come into her full power as the sun had yet to set. Her options were limited on what to do, she could run, which would tip him off that something was wrong, and likely as not he wouldn’t let her go. She could tell him, and risk full on rejection of her as a mate, but the scenario in general. Still even if she did run it wasn’t likely the beast would permit her to be away from him tonight.
In short all she could really do was wait and so she watched the sunset, as she tried to determine the best way to try and keep control in this situation.
Wearing
I'm With: Adrien in the penthouse suite
Thinking: Oh this is so not the way I pictured this
OOC: In neat chat link from last night...Edited to fix outfit
Once you will know my dear
You don't have to fear
A new beginning always starts at the end
Until the end of time
She goes her own way
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2014 9:35 pm
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Posted: Mon Sep 22, 2014 9:50 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 12:31 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 12:47 am
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Floriana
"Can you keep a secret?"
The fire demoness sat perched on her usual spot; Was it usual? She didn't care, she sat watching over the City of Sin, her eyes alight with the mischief she'd thrown together just because. Some people snickered calling her a fox demon because she caused so much trouble. Better than a hornless fire demon. She'd thought. "Oh this will be fun." She mused with a pout then looked up into the sky noticing the full moon rising up over the horizon. She heard a few howls and noticed a few people bolting away from the light to get into cars. "Left it a bit late ey boys?" She drawled. "And I forgot the pop corn." She moved and hung for a moment upside down from her neon sign.
"Is this the place you told us about?" A male voice growled.
Flo moved and sat up properly. "My dear boy yes." She said smirking. "Your targets are down there." She handed him four pictures. "The first two will be difficult and you'll probably leave empty handed but as long as you make your point you'll be fine." She smirked watching him trace away into the busy street with several others. "Poor thing, going down there unaware he's walking into the path of a mercenary." She sighed. "I'm bored already. . ." She went back to hanging upside down. "Too bad this won't be fun. Especially since I know the ending." She giggled. "Oh well. . . I should get ready to set up that Vemon and Sorceri. . ." She frowned. "Or have I done that already. . . I should really make a list. . . Oh I should have brought popcorn! This will be entertaining. . . for a while. Eh, I could always pop into that hotel to see how those two are doing. . . Oh hey a bird." She turned and stalked the poor defenseless pigeon grabbing it and petting it. "There, there my kitten, you'll be okay. Let's watch Las Vegas run with blood shall we? Or sparkles. . . if that blonde one doesn't avoid the Kabuki show while fleeing for her life. . . I'm hoping for the sparkles. . . It'll be pretty."
Ishtar Hunter
"It's not what it seems."
Ishtar opened his mouth to respond to his Bride and her words when the hair on the back of his neck prickled. Something wasn't right. Someone had gotten through his wards. Hands, not his, reached out and grabbed Cammie. Ishtar gave a roar at the demon and started to storm over to him when hands tried to grab him. He shook them off with ease and roared at them vampire teeth long accenting his anger. "Let her go Haden." He hissed.
"I don't think my Knight will be listening to you anymore Ishtar." The Kings voice struck fear into the Vemon's heart. "You broke your oath to me. You-" The voice stopped and he chuckled. "Oh, I see what it's all about." He chuckled a little too darkly. "Hmmm. Well I don't blame you for it." He smirked and moved into sight. The King only wore a gold circlet around his head with simple leather armor. "She is a beauty. If I didn't have my mate I'd attempt her-"
"Stay away from her!" Ishtar hissed taking a few steps forward. "She's mine stay away!" His eyes went black his horns straight felt himself turning.
"You will sit!" The King hissed watching Ishtar go to his knees. The King went to Ishtar. "You broke your word, I don't care that this woman is your Bride. You broke your oath to me and therefore you shall be punished."
"I was not scheduled to work today master." Ishtar said trembling. "I got everything from her I could get but I couldn't hurt her, so I took her to find out why, please, she'd my bride. Don't hurt her."
The King frowned at Ishtar his eyes softening then and he placed a hand on Ishtar's head. "Your heart beats for this beauty. Perhaps I shouldn't kill you both. . ." He turned his eyes to Cammi moving to her. "A Sorceri. What is your power?"
"No, Master please don't." Ishtar begged. "Let us go, cast us out but please, not that."
"Why Ishtar? What's in it for me if I cast out someone I put a hundred years of effort into hmm?" The King turned his eyes to Ishtar. He narrowed his eyes. "You can't be in love with this thing already can you? Or are you begging for a chance to attempt her?" He frowned looking at the girl then at Ishtar.
The King pulled back. "Bring them to the Castle. We'll deal with them there." He said. "We'll keep your woman with us, to make sure you actually trace to the castle. And someone please remind me to give a response to the Royals of Abbadon about the thing."
"What thing sir?" A guard asked.
"Never mind I'll understand just remind me." The King quipped as they tensed to trace everyone back to the castle. |
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 2:59 pm
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『C a m i l l e x L y n n x E b e r h a r t 』
❀ C u n n i n g x S l y x C o v e t o u s ❀
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Camille's focus on Ishtar had been rudely interrupted. So much so she found herself now restrained, and by demons no less. Damned-able greedy, untrustworthy race. Her look of confusion as she observed the hostility turned to a deep glare at Ishtar. Had he planned this whole thing? Intended to make her trust him only to turn her back over once he'd gotten information? Well good for her she'd kept her pretty little mouth shut about anything valuable.
But gods dammit she was sick of being a f*cking prisoner. Had had it with the race. They couldn't leave well enough alone. What hurt even more was she'd actually begun liking the Vemon. Now she felt crossed. Until the man spoke. Broken promise? Her lips parted on a sharp exhale at Ishtar's changing form from fury. He'd just announced to everyone in this room she was his. That's something they probably didn't need to hear, Ishtar!, she thought to herself but at the same time had it tugged at a heart string?
Interesting. He was clearly this man's subordinate. What was his name? Haden? But the demon appeared to completely control him somehow. When he'd asked her power she ground her teeth, clenching her jaw hard with a glare. Her eyes darted upward on his head. I'll show you, while I'm taking that pretty little crown for my head... And cast US out? As far as she was concerned there was not an US. Camille did NOT belong to no demonarchy and therefore was not a part of this lord or whatever's domain.
She could feel them preparing. Oh hell no was she going to be traced by another demon. Her hands were restrained behind her, but it would do little to restrain her beyond a slight annoyance. Little beads formed at her fingertips as she took a deep breath, leaned her head forward and shut her eyes, reeling her head backwards fast and hard as she could into the demon behind her. Enough to startle him so that she could rip her hands free. Both flew infront of her body, releasing a barage of small, nearly invisible bullets hurling about the room, more formed on her body that she let loose, the sound loud as gunshots as windows shattered, furniture was riddled with holes and she potentially hoped a few of the demons had gotten hit.
She gave Ishtar a quick glance, a hurt expression on her face that she would not weave a glamour for before hurrying from the room, praying she could escape in the confusion.
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{ooc; You've played me.
█ │▌│ ▌⇨ H o p e x r e m a i n s x w h e n x a l l x e l s e x f a i l s... x ✰ ↘↘↘
❀ P a t i e n c e x G l o r y x G a i n ❀
『 D a v e n x M c E n r o e 』
🐺 B r a v e r y x S t r e n g t h x L o y a l t y 🐺
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 3:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 4:34 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 5:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 5:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 6:24 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 23, 2014 7:40 pm
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