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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2008 4:43 pm
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Malum was curled up on the bed, apparently oblivious to what was going on. But he tracked Aisenma’s progress across the room, listening to her footsteps and her small whimper; a twisted knot of annoyance in his stomach. Eggs were not apart of his life. His family members popped them out; he knew there were babies in the castle, in a special area he never ventured to. Never did those little ones cross his path. One night of pleasure and now these three objects were in his room. Curse the meddlesome gods. Malum stared at the wall, growling softly under his breath. Maybe he could destroy them? That idea slowly forming Malum sat up, looking across at Aisenma, where she sat cradling the eggs.
Their eggs. There was a piece of himself in there and a piece of Aisenma. Malum’s deep, dark eyes glared at Aisenma accusingly, as if this was all her fault. A snarl bubbled up and his wicked gaze slid down to the three eggs. For a long time he sat, slightly hunched over, his messy white hair half obscuring his face. His body was taut, ready to pounce at any second. Time passed in utter stillness. Then the demon let out a breath and relaxed his body, looking away towards the window. If they became an annoyance, he would get rid of them later. They had his blood... they were... family. He could not kill them. But maybe Grandmother would take care of them.
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2008 6:08 pm
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As Malum rolled over sitting up, looking to her, Aisenma tensed, slowly backing herself up into the corner, cradling the eggs carefully, ready to take off at any moment, the need to run messing with her already fragile psyche. She knew she could find her way out and she knew she could keep herself hidden, he would never find her or the children if she wanted.
She blinked in fear, taking a shaky breath as he stared accusingly at her then growled. She twitched in her need to run, pulling the eggs up to her chest. These were hers now, and no matter how irrational that thought may have been to her 5 minutes ago, she was attached to these eggs. They were the family she had needed and she wouldn't let Malum, no matter how much fun he could be, take them away from her.
As Malum relaxed, Aisenma started to uncurl from about the eggs. She blinked at Malum, eyes still wide like a deer caught in headlights, and the flight instinct changed. Now if he were to attack she would be just as vicious as always. She moved towards the bed again, eggs still pressed just beneath her breasts.
"What now?" Her voice was steady, an icy chill, that cooled the air. "Should... I leave?" She took another step towards the bed, slowly lowering herself to sit on the edge of it.
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2008 6:24 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2008 6:55 pm
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Aisenma let out a soft sigh at Malum's almost possessive sounding 'no', the sigh completely in audible, only the eggs knowing the truth, feeling the heave of her chest. Aisenma relaxed against the bed slowly, as Malum demand her by his side, tentatively crawling towards him. She still had the same grace and fluidness she always had, even with her arms filled with eggs, her tail flickering behind her playfully.
A foot from Malum she placed the eggs behind her, giving each a gentle, quick hidden stroke before looking back to Malum and closing the distance to him, lying on her stomach, looking up to his covered face. Behind her, her tail wrapped about the eggs, careful not to stabbed any with her tail spikes.
She starred up into Malum's cool eyes and blinked, pulling a piece of her white hair and curling it about. "You called?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2008 8:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 02, 2008 9:15 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 7:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 7:56 pm
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Violet Darkstarr Fatal Irony Before Ranoll could utter a word a clearing of the throat was heard just behind him. He turns to see Churel, his mother, standing there with a wide grin. "Yes, Ranoll are you planning on inviting the lady in?" She winks at him playfully and brushes past him completely, taking Velvet by the shoulders and holding her at arm's length. "My, my aren't you a pretty thing! Come in, come in!" Churel loops her arm into Velvet's and then loops the other into Ranolls and leads the two into the house. "What's your name, dear? And how long are you staying?" Churel couldn't hide her hopes that this girl would turn out for Ranoll much better than his father had turned out for her. "Mother...." Ranoll growled as she dragged the two inside. He sighed and allowed his mother her fun, however, knowing full when the heartache his own father had caused her. He had no intention of letting this female go anytime soon anyways and she'd have to meet his mom at some point. She'd have to meet a host of demons by the time his family was done with her. He hoped Velvet wouldn't get too intimidated by some of the more intense members of his family. "She'll stay as long as she likes," he answers, smiling at Velvet. "I've welcomed her here." Velvet’s demeanor changes slightly as the female steps into the light. She straightens up and instantly snaps back to the formal demon that Ranoll had first met. She clasps her hands together behind her back, looking into the older demons face as she is inspected. The woman talked so quickly! Twice she opened her mouth to answer a question, and twice she was talked over. She hid her irritation well, then Ranoll spoke, and everything made sense. Of course! This was his mother! Relief washed over her, quickly followed by worry. His mother? She was barely familiar with Ranoll himself and already she was meeting his mother. Still, the thought thrilled her. Secretly, she was falling in love with the demon, and part of her felt this was one step closer to the two of them being together, forever. She smiled at the though. It was silly, childish, a dream, but it made her happy, and that was a rare thing for her. She glances up to Ranoll, then turns to speak to his mother. “Well, I’ll certainly stay as long as I’m able to, but you can never tell how things will change from day to day. Although, I do hope to not have to leave too soon.” she looks again to Ranoll, even in the presence of his mother she found it hard to take her eyes off him. She sighs quietly and then smiles to the demon on her arm. “My name is Velvet. Ranoll found me when I was lost not too long ago… And what shall I call you, Madam?”
Churel noted the way Velvet looked at her son and concealed her smile. She was proud of Ranoll to have found such a lovely female to pay him such attention and a bit of the guilt she felt over losing his father's affection was lifted from her. Her boys seemed to be just fine without their father. She calmed herself, feeling that she was putting the girl off with her excitement. Churel turned her gaze on Ranoll. "She is indeed welcome here," she said softly. She leaned in and gave Ranoll a kiss on the cheek. "There will be a room prepared for her next to yours." She flashed a smile to Velvet, then leaned in to whisper to Ranoll, "Her room will be beside Malum's. Be sure to warn her not to wander those halls without you until she's been introduced." She drew back and gestured for the pair to follow her.
Ranoll caught every glance Velvet threw his way and returned them happily. Even before his mother he couldn't help but fawn over the female that had wandered into his life. He stroked the back of her arm gently as he listened to Churel welcome her wholeheartedly. He allowed Churel to kiss him with the stoic acceptance of a proud son. He nodded solemnly as she gave him a warning about his brother. Of his two brothers, Ranoll was closer with Malum in an odd sort of way. The two seemed to have an understanding about each other and though Malum was less than welcoming to anyone, Ranoll had been secreting a desire for him to meet and approve of Velvet. He concealed his thoughts and gave Velvet a broad smile and took her by the arm as Churel lead them upstairs.
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 8:42 pm
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Make him happy? How ridiculous. To be stuck with unwanted progeny was not something to bring him any happiness, an emotion near impossible for him feel at the best of times. “No, they don’t.” Malum answered bluntly. But these eggs might one day be useful. He had already decided that. The demon ran a claw along Aisenma’s back, leaning forward slightly so he could get a glimpse at the three items her tail was protectively wrapped around. At least with her pressed against him he was mollified. His paw came up to trail through her white hair, his gaze flicking back to her face.
The sudden pounding at the doors caused Malum’s head to jerk up and his muscles to tense. He let out a deep snarl that dropped away into a growl and the nothingness when a voice called out. The demon’s head tilted to the side almost quizzically as his mind worked out who had the stupidity to nearly break down his door. He was almost too wary to even think about opening the door. It was an odd situation; having Aisenma there and also the three eggs. The possessive part of him was not willing to share right now.
But this was family; even if he hadn’t met her. So, she had called him brother. Tsk. Whenever he came home he always had a new cousin or sibling. Their names he mostly didn’t know. That information was unimportant. You didn’t need to know what somebody was called in order to protect them. Moving slowly from the bed, and giving Aisenma a ‘stay right there’ glare, he stalked over to the door.
Opening the door, he stood blocking the doorway. He would have cut a rather impressive figure, and also a rather battered one. There was a nasty scar across his belly and his body was covered in bloody scratches. It was perhaps fortunate she couldn’t see the back, where there was even worse damage. He leaned forward slightly, staring at her past his lank, white hair. “What do you want?”
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Posted: Mon Jul 07, 2008 9:20 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 08, 2008 6:24 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 8:02 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 6:42 am
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((lol oops I totally forgot to put Churel's introduction in there. Totally meant to XD oh well! Scatter-brained me!))
Churel took them up a large and winding staircase, telling them random tidbits about the house and the family. There were pictures of every member of the family all along the walls and Churel paused before one of them. The demon pictured was elegant and lovely, but with white eyes that could freeze ice. "This is my mother, Adonnenniel. She is the head of this house and our family. She lived here when she was young. The house was full of demons and it was quite the force to be reckoned with. One day, sickness overtook them and Adonnenniel fled. As far as we know, only she and her older sister Sabrina survived." Sadness clouded Churel's face. "But the family is rebuilding," she said as her face brightened. "And we will stronger than ever before." She patted Velvet on the head like a doting mother, already taking a shine to beautiful demon. "And you may call me Churel, my dear."
Ranoll gazed at all the pictures of his family as he did each time he ascended these stairs, thinking about the demons beyond the portraits. The pictures showed them in their glory, looking fierce and dangerous, but to Ranoll it seemed silly to have such portraits in the house. Only the family and guests of the family were ever allowed in the house, so why show such fierce pictures here? A reminder to be strong, he guessed. He looked up at his own picture beside his two brothers and wondered as he often did how he measured up besides them to the rest of the family. He shook his head. It didn't matter. All that mattered was how he measured up to the female on his arm, whom he smiled warmly at. He ignored the rest of what his mother said to them as they reached the top and turned left down a long hallway. There were many halls that lead down dark and mysterious corridors, and one could easily get lost without an escort. Ranoll allowed his mother to lead them to the rooms reserved for her children. They stopped in front of Ranoll's door and Churel gestured to one just across the hall which would be Velvet's.
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 11:56 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 12, 2008 2:08 am
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