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#Post#: 33403--------------------------------------------------
Whispers In the Dark [closed]
By: Aska Date: November 17, 2012, 1:03 am
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The door opened, admitting the tiny priestess in her walking
cloak. Her hair is misted faintly by already melted snowflakes,
the white sitting heavy at her shoulders, yet beginning to melt
in the heat of the home, as well. Lavender eyes cast to the
puddles left behind by the signs of inclement weather, her face
moved into an expression of distaste.
Still, before she could clean up the water, she had something
she needed to do. She'd been beckoned to by one of the shadows,
and so would contact her lord directly. She moved to the corner
that was ever cast into deep shadow, murmuring a quiet sort of
incantation that could have been reminiscent of a benediction,
or a prayer. The coaxing of the shadows, and their lord.
A silver knife kept for just the following purpose is picked up
from the table beside the darkened place. Set to delicate, pale
skin, it parted the flesh to make way for the well of garnet
liquid that would pool in a shimmer in Aska's palm. The shadows
encased her hand as she reached into them, her offering held out
silently after the beautiful little beckoning.
#Post#: 33404--------------------------------------------------
Re: Whispers In the Dark [closed]
By: Tayboski Date: November 17, 2012, 1:18 am
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For a moment, nothing happens. Then the blood slowly darkens to
near black before fading away like smoke dissipating into the
shadows. Again, nothing seems to happen, but then the shadow
grows and a voice echos from the darkness. Cool, calm, and
noticeably stronger than the last time Aska and the lord had
spoken.
"Thou hast arrived," the voice began almost seeming to echo
throughout the room, "how goes thy current errand?"
#Post#: 33405--------------------------------------------------
Re: Whispers In the Dark [closed]
By: Aska Date: November 17, 2012, 1:41 am
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She removed her hand from the shadows, stepping back. He
couldn't see her, so she swept no curtsy for him, but her tone
held the reverence proper of the priestess. "My errand is
unfolding smoothly. Things are shaping up well for the solstice
ritual. Not a single hitch." That was true...now. She'd fixed
any and all hitches. He did not need to know of such things. It
was her job to see that wrinkles were smoothed over.
She paced away from the darkness, her steps clicking softly.
That click changed to a different sound as she swapped her
footwear. The cloak she wore was swept from her slight
shoulders. She knelt down, cleaning the water from the ground,
as it had puddled. While she worked, she kept her tone even,
still respectful. One might simply think she sat and conversed
with the shadows, rather than doing something.
"I have been sowing darkness in the heart of a dragon of flame,
my lord. When you return to the world, your shadows' touch will
change her. I have taken her for my younger sister." She picked
up her brush, and ran it through the raven river she freed from
it's combs. Right at that moment, she seemed to be trying to
right any damage done by the falling snow. The hair falls easily
to her hips like dark water, blue lights in that black mass.
#Post#: 33406--------------------------------------------------
Re: Whispers In the Dark [closed]
By: Tayboski Date: November 17, 2012, 2:13 am
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There seemed to be a slight delay, but then the voice came
through the shadows calm and clear, "A dragon thou sayest? Tis
grand indeed! She shall serve us well! Yet again, thou does not
disappoint. Thou art doing well my priestess!"
His tone sounded pleased, almost a bit amused. Yet, it could
still be written off as his pleasure at a plan well executed and
a job well done at this point.
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Re: Whispers In the Dark [closed]
By: Aska Date: November 17, 2012, 2:41 am
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Her head turned to the shadows, and she smiled. Alone as she
was, her face was far more mobile. Moreso that she typically
allowed it to be around anyone, even the lord she served. But
here? In her home, and alone? In these environs, she could be
pleased and show it.
That smile changed her face from it's serene and placid lines.
The pleasure in that smile made her face radiant, like she'd
been lit from within. Her white teeth flashed , yet she began
moving once again. Water cleaned, and set to rights, the petite
priestess stoked the flames as she shivered slightly. It was
cold, and she'd managed to get damp in the downfall of snow.
With a show of power she normally wouldn't, the bathtub
appeared, and hot water found it's way into it with another
gesture. Her robe came to her hand, thrown across the chair. The
tub sits before the fire. Her knowing hand unknotted the obi
around her waist, disrobing. All together, it might have taken
her two minutes to prepare her bath.
The honeysuckle and jasmine filtered into the air from the
steaming water. She gave a gesture, muting the sounds of her
bathing, but not her voice. "I am delighted that you approve of
this course of action, my lord. I thought that she might make an
ideal recruit. I would ask you if I might take her for my pet.
I...have always wanted a fire dragon for a loyal companion."
She couldn't have known, but she unknowingly had plied the use
of her eyes, the large lilac orbs wistful as she spoke. She'd
looked unerringly at the shadow, though she knew he could not
see. Now bare, she'd stepped into the tub, and sunk into the
warmth of the water. Her skin visibly pebbled in gooseflesh, and
she chattered briefly, silently. Her grace of movement barely
made a disturbance in the water, and therefore barely a sound.
She lifted her slender leg, a dainty foot moving from the water
as she inspected something on the foot, likely a cut or bruise
of some sort, wrought during her wanderings. As she moves, she
listens for her lord's answer.
#Post#: 33408--------------------------------------------------
Re: Whispers In the Dark [closed]
By: Tayboski Date: November 17, 2012, 2:59 am
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This time, there was a longer silence. Almost worriedly so, but
then the voice came forth again, though it sounded a tad
strained as if it was holding something back. "I... find no
issue with this," the voice begins, "thou hast served me well,
thus, hast earned thyself such a prize. The dragon is yours to
do with as thou desires. Doest thou wish more of me while we are
on the topic? A sponge perhaps?"
By the time the lord finishes, his voice had returned to normal,
or perhaps a bit a bit more amused than usual. Perhaps he was
mocking her for her request? Since he could not be seen and the
shadows provided no clues, it was anyone's guess.
#Post#: 33409--------------------------------------------------
Re: Whispers In the Dark [closed]
By: Aska Date: November 17, 2012, 3:35 am
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Her brow knitted together, and she cast the shadow a confused
and speaking glance. For moments the priestess wondered if her
lord had lost his mind, perhaps. What did a sponge have to do
with her dragon? Was he sending jabs at her for asking something
of him? Was he displeased with her?
Her bath would continue, though the sage's brow never
unfurrowed. She doesn't bother with a sponge or cloth, instead
using soap and hands over the arch of a curved neck, the slender
turn of shoulder, the graceful length of a limb or the petite
curvature of torso. Though dainty of bone structure, the canvas
of form still measured an hourglass.
She finished the bath quickly, likely moreso than she usually
might have. She stood from the water with a supple grace, water
sluicing from her skin. She was thankful for the muting of the
sounds of the bath. She wrapped the heated towel around her hair
first, bending to get the water from the pool of silk. She
stepped onto another towel on the floor, flipping the damp hair
back over her shoulder.
In an unconscious display of pride, her chin lifted slightly,
but the towel wrapped about her. Her skin is bare of all hair
but for that on her head, the water drying quickly in the heat
of the fire. The towel managed to cover her from just under her
arms to her midthigh. She kneeled, letting the heat of the
flames dry her hair. It put her silhouetted against the
firelight.
She remains silent during this process, as she's unsure what she
should say. Once she does speak, it's hesitant, unsure. "Should
I apologize, my lord? Have I given you cause for displeasure?
Your words confuse me." She offers softly. It doesn't even dawn
on her other possibilities.
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Re: Whispers In the Dark [closed]
By: Tayboski Date: November 17, 2012, 3:59 am
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"No no, I merely jest," comes the reply, still in it's amused
tone. Almost seeming as though it were hiding a laugh within,
"mayhaps it was unamusing? Alas, time runs short. Perhaps it was
time we laid bare our business that we might return to our
respective preparations?"
As he finishes saying this, the lord chuckles a bit and the
shadow seems to waver slightly. Though the chuckle could not be
explaind, perhaps the waver is what he meant by "time growing
short."
#Post#: 33411--------------------------------------------------
Re: Whispers In the Dark [closed]
By: Aska Date: November 17, 2012, 4:44 am
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That didn't clear the consternation from her face, whatsoever.
"As you wish, my lord. Is there anything further that you
required of me? Any further instructions, or did you simply wish
to ascertain my progress and success with the outlined plans?"
She asked as she stood, slipping into her robe, wrapping the
dark silk about her.
She re-took her seat at the fire, keeping warmth in her bones.
The flicker of the shadow is noted. She simply waited for his
word. She took his words at face value.
#Post#: 33803--------------------------------------------------
Re: Whispers In the Dark [closed]
By: Tayboski Date: November 20, 2012, 12:57 am
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"Twas mostly the latter my dear, though the former cannot be
overlooked," the voice rang back now seemingly free from it's
former amusement, "now that yonder beast has been tamed, tis
been a tedious affair awaiting my release. My wish was naught
but to gaze upon thee and hear thy voice whilst thou gave thy
news. Yet, I did not expect thee to show me so much of
thyself..."
With that, the shadows waver violently before splitting open
showing the familiar figure of the woman's lord sitting on his
throne in his usual stance, but looking directly at her with an
amused look on his face. "However, twas a grand spectacle
indeed. Until next we meet, my nu.de priestess."
And with that, the image dissipated like I snuffed flame as the
shadow returned to it's natural state. The presence of the lord
gone as quickly and silently as it had appeared.
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