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Re: Eerie Meetings / The Flower Of Death
DIR By: Damnedprincess
Date: December 8, 2015, 7:41 pm
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Anemone immediately joltedfrm herseat ready for attack. He
didn't scare her but he made hr quite uncomfortable. She looked
to Hex with an angered glance. "Did you... Did you make that?
Vile. You are getting good Hex."
Although Hex only shook her head slowly no. She gave Anemone a
nervous glance, Hex slightly feared Anemome's reaction. "I
didn't make him." Hex looked back to the monster and said,
"where did you come from?" Anemone left out a growl, "What do
you mean you didn't make it?! Then how the hell did you get in
here? If you want to be an assassin then you answer to me. I am
the mistress of this sanctuary." Hex reached out to grab Anemone
but she old pulled free and gave Hex a glance. Anemone took a
few steps closer.
"What are you?"
D
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Re: Eerie Meetings / The Flower Of Death
DIR By: Evil Kitty
Date: December 8, 2015, 7:58 pm
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The creature only smirked to Anemone as she acted so boldly:
question all the most important things. Yet, he was not
threatened by the power she claimed to have with that powerful
stance. Though he did feel a tad bit of respect for her attitude
towards him. It was odd to find one so willing to stand up to
him as if he was some mortal to pick a fight with. A slight
chuckle escaping his mind and filling the sanctuary. Echoing in
the darkness.
"I am where I so please to be... I am the darkness in the
soul... I am fear.. But, you may call me Phobia..." Phobia's
eyes traced over to Hex as she gripped Anemone's arm as if to
tell the "mistress" to back off. To respect the power he
emanated so easily. A pleased his escaping his lips before he
turned back to Anemone. "When a master of death shows concern it
would be wise to watch yourself... My dear Anemone. My flower of
death..."
Though, his eyes drifted patiently back to Hex as Snow stood up
and walked over behind Anemone. Placing his warm hands over her
shoulders as if he would try to restrain her if she was to
attack. This creature... He was far beyond any of their level.
Even if he did not have the power he seemed to radiate with...
The way he spoke.. He was dangerous. His attitude alone enough
to cause a shiver down Snow's spine. A low growl instinctively
escaping his lips.
As Phobia eyed Hex over he finally stood up from the invisible
throne. Making his way over to the black haired girl as he
hummed a song with his cracked movements. The very song he
hummed slow and eerie as if he thought with every step: his eyes
never moving from her. Speaking once more as the cold, distant,
tone slipped into their minds. "You... Hex... The necromancer...
I see your sin... You are an interesting one." As he arrived
directly in front of her he pulled his hand up and ran the dark,
dirty, skin against her jaw line. His hands as cold as ice to
the touch as if he truly was already dead.
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Re: Eerie Meetings / The Flower Of Death
DIR By: Damnedprincess
Date: December 8, 2015, 8:56 pm
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Anemone stayed quiet for a moment then spoke, "Hex doesn't
control me. I will do as I please. I fear death not. But if you
say you are were you are suppose to be; you came here for
someome.." Her assumption only proved true as the thing got up
and phased over to Hex. Anemone turned to watch him.
Hex stayed still as it spoke to her. She didn't flinch at its
touch, she was use to playing with dead things. "I dabbled in a
lot I suppose. I have to, my mistress counts on me to have the
abilities in case something were to arise. Anemone is strong and
devious. She needs my services to match her ideas and make
people fear our influence." Hex stood there and moved her hand
to adjust her glasses. She didn't much care for talking. She was
interested in this creature. Her hand trembled with excitmemt at
he chance Anemone would kill it so she may disect him. Just a
few tests. Maybe more.
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Re: Eerie Meetings / The Flower Of Death
DIR By: Evil Kitty
Date: December 8, 2015, 9:42 pm
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Phobia only let a faint chuckle escape him as he heard Anemone
brave words; pulling his hand from Hex as he pushed his own
dirty, dread lock shaped, hair hair from his eye. His voice
lowly following the chuckle as he looked to her in the corner of
his eye. Still facing Hex faithfully. "Hmph... So it would
seem... Death is a blessing. Not something one should fear... We
all have something to fear..." With that he finally turned over
to face her and Snow. His eyes remaining focused on Snow in a
cold glance. "And I hear your fears loud and clear girl... You
fear the love you so desperately desire.. Such a shame the pup
is ignorant of your true love."
Snow's eyes immediately growing wide before the clothes under
his cloak tore without question: his body immediately shifting
into the massive wolf. Speaking to the monster in a loud roar.
"Do not talk to her like that!!" His body launching forward as
Phobia, though, he was unaffected. Phobia's body immediately
dispersing into a cloud of thick shadows upon Snow's impact.
Snow only falling through the cloud of shadows and slamming into
the floor with a low growl. Phobia's body only gathering once
more behind Hex.
His voice slipping into the sanctuary in an amused tone. "Such a
rash puppy... Here I had such a good opinion of you..." He took
a moment to relax once more as he eyed them all over. His voice
slipping out once more. "In truth... I came here to gather the
measure of my kin's mistress... This Hex woman... Deciding
whether to put the boy out of his misery... But, this place... I
seem to be rather... Fond of it.."
He walked away from them all as he wander over to the couch.
Sitting down upon it as he ran his hand over the fabric. "I
would serve quite useful for your ranks... I am a member of the
shadows..." His head turning back to face Hex with his sadistic
hum. "And for you my dear... I feel your anxiety... You can't
wait to cut me open and see how I tick... I shall give you that
privilege... Yet again... If you make it worth my while." His
eyes narrowing in almost that of a glare towards her. She had
knowledge he would also enjoy having. He himself had a master.
One of which he seeked freedom from. Maybe. Just maybe this girl
could be his absolution.
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Re: Eerie Meetings / The Flower Of Death
DIR By: Damnedprincess
Date: December 8, 2015, 10:10 pm
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Anemone's eyes grew wide, she shook her head and placed her
hands on her hips. She watched Snow jump and the man disappear.
As he talked to Hex both drew a blank, why could he mean kin?
Hex opened her mouth, 'k-in?" Anemone looked over at Hex an
said, "Enqubis..is your kin?"
Hex left out a gasp and looked at Phobia, "Yo-your going to kill
him? I-I should have never brought him back I wasn't strong
enough. I always hate myself for why happen but he knew, I
warned him.." Hex ran her hand through her black hair. Just then
she turned to look at Anemone, "How did you know he meant
Enqubis?" Anemone smirked and said, "Honey, the only boy you
could be a mistress over the I seen was Enqubis, you had the
blonde haired fool hooked." Hex blushed slightly and she
sighed. "I guess my brains a bit off right now.. I would love to
test him Anemone... He would be valuable to start here. Highly
doubt any one will opose our authority with him around you could
finally take down our old guild."
Anemone walked over to Snow and touched his soft fur. "I guess,
but we have rules. You can't harm nor steal from any guild
members in this sanctuary including Snow. He mime as well be one
of us. Outside the guild you can do what ever I don't care but
you can not kill inside this town or we will lose our pull with
the Jarl. This is our guilds home. I can give you extra jobs
running drugs if you want them just don't get caught. You are
welcome to use any of our resources here including drugs and
alcohol. People don't count. If you kill on contracts I give you
try to remember to plant our ... insignia somewhere near the
body. Got it? You'll get paid more out o doing your own
contracts then from guild based revenue." Anemome let out a
sigh.
Hex looked a bit excited. "So will you join is that good enough
or what is your price we can't exactly offer you much gold...it
looks like Anemone blew a lot on this new guild remodel."
Anemone coughed sarcastically "and drugs."
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Re: Eerie Meetings / The Flower Of Death
DIR By: Evil Kitty
Date: December 8, 2015, 10:45 pm
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Phobia only let out a huff as they spoke of Enquebis as being
his kin. He seemed a bit insulted by the insinuation, but,
nodded to their statement none the less. Remaining seated upon
the couch as he bounced his legs impatiently against the
furniture. Speaking out in a bored tone with a bit of a sigh.
"To a degree... He is the son of my master whom I am part of...
And my goal was not to kill the boy... But his mistress." A now
amused hiss echoing from his lips as his eyes focus on Hex.
Almost smirking for him as his mouth was covered by the plain
white mask.
Though, he let them speak back and forth only to have Anemone
speak to him of the rules of the guild. His eyelid raising up to
look at her with a curious glance. Only for a faint chuckle to
escape him into the sanctuary. Pointing his glance down as he
thought it over for a moment. Turning back up to face them all.
Watching as Snow slowly stood up from the ground. "Hm... I will
endulge your rules.. I will be branded with your mark.. Though I
have no need for your money or your drugs... Yet I have one
simple request."
With that he turned over to Hex before slowly standing himself
up. Reaching up to his mask before gripping it tightly: pulling
it off with a loud pop as if it was attached to his face with
suction. Exposing his face to be incredibly burnt and
disfigured. His glance never pulling from her as his voice
slipped out once more: his sewn shut lips never moving. "I will
work under her.. I will do your duties as an assassin as
requested.. But, her magics may be of use to me. As I will
surely be of use to her."
His sewn lips perking up in a smirk as his voice slipped out
once more. "Is that okay with you, Necromancer?" Though, Snow
was forced to chime in. His hair standing on end as he remained
in his wolven form: baring his large fangs. "I don't like it.
Not at all." His eyes intently glaring to Phobia.
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Re: Eerie Meetings / The Flower Of Death
DIR By: Damnedprincess
Date: December 8, 2015, 11:43 pm
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Anemone felt her stomach turn, Snow was right she was unsure of
what to do. He was powerful and thwy could use him but at the
same time he was dangerous. Anemone looks to Hex and said, "Hex
I don't know if you really want to do this fine but you are
responsible for him..." Anemone didn't want to make it sound
like he was a child but if she was running tests on him and they
backfire she would be accountable.
Hex looked at Anemone with an annoyed face; although she knew
why Anemone felt that way. Hex herself was unsure but how could
they know if they didn't take this shot. Hex nodded at Anemone
then looked at Phobia, "alright sure why not, don't really have
much to really lose." Anemone just sighed and rubbed Snow's
back, "Careful Hex but uh." Anemone left Snow's side and right
up to Phobia. "Welcome Home, brother. Do you need a key? It
looks like you can phase in here pretty easily... You can choose
were to be branded. Usually we use a needle and black ink into
the skin but an old method since your skin probably would reject
ink Hex can carve or stitch it into you like she did hers. Up to
you. If you would like a set of our armor or robes there is an
armory first door on the eastern side in the back. I don't think
you actually would use weapons.." She smiled at he man and then
turned to Snow. "I am going to check out the kitchen now, I
could so use a drink."
"Thank you Mistress." Hex bowed a bit but Anemome jut scratched
her face and let out a worried chuckle. "Don't mention it.."
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Re: Eerie Meetings / The Flower Of Death
DIR By: Evil Kitty
Date: December 9, 2015, 5:15 am
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Phobia chuckled in amusement as he watched them: listening
intently. they spoke of him as if they had just adopted a new
puppy. they all seemed so ignorant of him in the way they spoke.
he could have slaughtered the lot of them if it had struck his
fancy, but, he found them to be all too interesting to dispose
of them just yet. he would have his fun with this hex woman. sap
her of her knowledge and break these chains that bound him to
his master. only then he would decide what he would like to do
with them. only humming to himself to satisfy his bored. waiting
them to finish their conversation. As anemone wanderwandered
over to him and spoke of keys and armor he only shook his head
in disapproval. [Color=red]"useless nick nacks for a creature
such as myself.."[/color]
He only watched as anemone left the room. Snow glaring to phobia
with a huff of defeat before he immediately followed behind
Anemone. still in his massive wolf form. with them now gone
Phobia turned back to Hex: tilting his head to the side. pushing
it further before a loud crack was heard. echoing through the
halls before he cracked the other side. readying himself to be
branded and the experiments she so desired. relaxing himself as
he spoke to her in a calm tone. [Color=red]"for now... I am your
tool to use as you wish.. Just know. for everything you do I
demand all the more payment... One way or another."[/color] A
chuckle escaping him before he continued. [Color=red]"NOw...
Lead the way my dear necromancer."[/color] with those words
finally spoken he pulled the mask up to look at the false face.
he knew all to we all of hex womans disposition. he knew she
would not enjoy the mask nearly as much as his true disposition.
she admired death: not the falsehoods of life.
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Re: Eerie Meetings / The Flower Of Death
DIR By: Damnedprincess
Date: December 9, 2015, 5:28 pm
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Hex left out a slight yawn. Before waving for him to follow her.
"This way please, I have my own room well its a lab too. I try
not to be around the rabble I like quiet, seclusion and my
coffee pot." She walked to the back of the room and into the
wide hallway. She walked along the left side turning around a
corner on the end that led to a downward stairs. Her heels
clicked down the stone steps and she pushed the door at the
bottom landing open.
Lights flickered on from the enchanted candles. The room had
also been retouched. Hex looked about her stone sanctuary. There
was a curtain off the the side that lead to her actual bedroom.
Hex walks over to the counter in the back of the room. There
were stone and an bassin spot full of fresh water. Cabinets made
of wood hung above them. One held empty glass containers, the
next held some medical equipment and the last stored some rare
herbs and ingredients. Two burners were on the counter one had
a glass pot full of water. Hex opened the cabinet that held her
ingredients and pulled out a container of coffee and spooned
some into the pot of water sturing it into the pot. She then lit
the burner so that the liquid would heat up. Next to the
bassinet was a silver mug and she moved it closer to the burner.
She passed the floor moving around the mild tempaturered room.
She cleared off the lab surgical table rehoming the questionable
content. The room had a small table and two chairs on the side
of the room before the curtain. The table was cluttered with
pickled hearts and heads that use o sit on the surgical table.
"Sorry about the mess my company is usually dead." She walked
into the curtianed bedroom. Which a basic dresser, December
sized wooden framed bed and an wooden end table occupied. She
excited wearing a white lab coat over her black blouse and black
pencil skirt. Hex was attempting to pin up her long black hair.
"I really should just cut all this off..."
She paced back over to the island type counters in front of the
other ones that she used s a desk and sat on the tall chair
another was parallel from her across the table. Shh had a small
box she was opening next to her. On the counter she laid a
neeled and ink, next to that black thread and next to that a
carving tool. Hex waved Phobia over, "Take your pick."
#Post#: 403615--------------------------------------------------
Re: Eerie Meetings / The Flower Of Death
DIR By: Damnedprincess
Date: January 17, 2016, 12:32 pm
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[center](Since we wrote outside of this I am just going to catch
this up quick...)[/center]
In the silent halls of the shrouded sactuary Anemone and Hex
were hard at work, just different projects. While Anemone ran
jobs building up thier resources, money, and influences Hex
worked with Phobia testing ways for him to become his
own...whole not just a part of another.
Anemone began to set her scarlet red eyes on the city with a new
desire to expand beyound the doors of this abandoned house. Her
goals were to regain control of the city, end the currupt iron
fist of the count and his cout and vastly improve the quaility
of the city. Anemone wanted to gain the trust and influence the
city's shops and people to follow her lead, turn the other cheek
when things begin. All this would allow her and her fellow
associates to roam freely in the city, it would also mean no
longer paying part of thier payouts to the count to say hidden.
They could finally have lives and run more buissness. They would
have freedom and this would finally be a home for the more
special classes of people. Then as told earlier there would be
the flow of money in city once more.
Hex found herself not only helping Anemone plot but dreaming of
the freedoms this would grant her. She could be a doctor, or a
true scientist and actually have access to more medical
equipment and space. Not to mention test subjects. Hex would be
able to use the prisioners and prision for her rather...frowned
upon necromancy and the doctor's hall for using what she knows
to actually help more people then just Anemone and the other
associates. Her understudy could have more access to
indgrediants to practice medicines, and posions! This would all
be grand and a new milestone any guild has hit. Although first
she had a commitment to keep. Phobia.
After running multiple tests and exsperiments she found that it
was almost impossible for Phobia to become whole himself. Phobia
was an entity. He needed a host bt from what she knew Phobia's
host was split into three; the good, the host, and the bad. Well
this was an equal balance if he would have any hope of becoming
his own whole he would either have to take over a new host which
could backfire horribly or take over his current host. Although
his current host would have to weaken first, the current host
would have to need and let Phobia in. That was exactly the
problem.
Hex didn't know who Phobia's host was but from what Phobia
shared she suggested to trick him find a way to seperate the
good part since the good was more whole then phobia and could
act outside of the host without being empty like phobia. Once
that was done it would be easier for Phobia to convince he would
be needed since balance and sanity would be lost in the host, so
she assumed would be the case anyhow. Once phobia could convince
the host to let him in to...'help' Phobia can fight the host's
instabilities and become the new whole to the host. But this
would completely free the good side as well. Which would mean if
the two were to ever fight(or any sort of complete contact) they
could merge back into the original host and be back at square
one. It would be up to Phobia to take the risks and figure out
the rest Hex had no more information to work with....
[center](End of catch up)[/center]
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