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Post by Ress on Feb 27, 2009 3:21:01 GMT -5
Resplendent wood, 3
* Roaring wave smiled, holding back a laugh as he readied his reply to Lirimana*
" Funny... that is what Tari said to me when we first got together."
* He could no longer contain himself, giving into his own laughter, but of course... his cracked ribs reminded him that he was not exactly funny.
Wave winced and coiled a bit in pain, but then laid still, taking the doctor's advice and just ate his dinner, trying not to move so much*
" Another Exalt? and a Lunar? I hope they are friendly, cause I am not in a condition to fight anymore... not that I think all Lunars are deranged demons who hide at creation's fringes.... its just that I know not all of them are like Empress Arachnia here."
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Post by Dargo on Feb 27, 2009 7:14:04 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood 3,
*The man walked into the room like a lost tourist who strayed from the tour. He jutted his intense glare around the room, taking in his new surroundings. Knowing the level of light reflecting off surfaces allows one to determine how best to blend into them.
He then straighten his posture. Changed his facial expression from what was like a stoic hit man, to confusion; then extended his hands (like a mortal) to his mid drift and pointed to the ground.*
"This where I do the work of the Moon?"
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Post by Dal'Lumen on Feb 27, 2009 16:31:13 GMT -5
Resplendent wood, 3
"Ahh well, I've still got some fight in me! If this one turns out to be hostile, I'll put em' away." *He grinned whimsically, and began to eyeball Waves food.*
Just about to stop leaning on the door frame and walk in the room, Dal'Lumen was startled by the voice that had suddenly spoken behind him. He wondered if this guy had heard what he had just said...
*With sort of cockeyed, raised eyebrow expression he looked at the others as if to say... 'oh but of course he would be right behind me!' He spun around with a huge grin on his face.*
"Well hello there my friend! Yes this is such a place..."
*Dal glanced back to the others in the room and gestured with a jerk of the head to come meet the new guy away from their wounded and vulnerable comrade. Immediately after which he pushed himself off the door and walked over to greet this new arrival with a hand extended, offering a hand shake.*
" I am called Dal'Lumen, the Empress will be right out to speak with you..."
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Post by Arachnia of the Hour on Feb 27, 2009 18:21:36 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood 3,
*the shape of Zeriku appeared out of thin air, as she usually did, and nodded once in response to the young Lunar's question*
These are the people that you can prosper with. The Empress Arachnia is also a Lunar, she can help you get settled
*when she finished speaking, she turned and looked at Dal'Lumen and cocked her head the slightest motion to the side*
You look hungry, shall I have the kitchen prepare you something to eat?
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Post by Arachnia of the Hour on Feb 27, 2009 18:38:04 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood 3,
*Arachnia left the room, her garments whispering softly against the floor. Despite all of the activity and fighting they had done today her long-sleeved silver gown was still in fine condition and even the gold mesh that covered her milky skin where the long scoop from her breasts down to just under her navel had managed to avoid even a tear. From the high slits that went to each hip you could see her shapely leg and the silver slippers that covered her feet. Albeit her hair had lost most of the curls at their ends, she still looked every bit a rich and powerful empress. At the moment there were two Moonsilver Black Widow Razors sitting motionless on her shoulders, looking more like an adornment than a deadly weapon. Her black eyes lacked any other colors and they glittered as she looked at the newest guest. Her full lips were slightly parted as she approached him, her expression that of interest*
Another guest? How fortunate. To whom do I owe this visit?
*her smile curved at the edges just a little as she watched his reactions, noting how lost he seemed. It didn't look as though he had been a Lunar for long, maybe even having just lost his caste mark. Was he tattooed? There were no outward mutations, so if he was still casteless he either had subtle mutations or none at all. If he was taken by another Lunar then she was going to have a talk with them both. Still, he looked much too confused to be here on purpose..*
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Post by Lirimana on Feb 27, 2009 18:44:17 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood 3,
Meh, you're crazy, Wave. See? What did I tell you?
*Lirimana couldn't help but laugh a little herself, but now she was interested in this other Lunar*
I understand, yeah, sometimes they're a little feral or mutated. Stay here, I'll go check it out
*She winked at Roaring Wave, knowing he wasn't going anywhere anyway. She had bit her tongue on a nasty comment about Arachnia. The damn hussie. Still, it wasn't the time for conflict*
Oo, me too! I want food! Sai's rice balls are amazing, but after all that work I'm pretty hungry again..
*Lirimana had popped out of the room behind them, knowing that Roaring Wave would be fine as long as he didn't go and break something else. The mention of food made her stomach rumble and she covered it up with her arms, a bit embarrassed by it's noises. It was then that she saw the new guy, and Sun above he was cute, too!*
Hey, I'm Lirimana, who're you?
*she caught Arachnia posturing again and rolled her eyes when she blinked, not wanting the hottie over there to think she was doing it to him. That spider was such a tease, all flirt and no play. Damn her, she could get any guy here if she wanted.. Maybe that could work if she tried it.. Should she try and get a sexier outfit and move more sensually? Although Lirimana wasn't sure if she could keep it up like their Empress did, that seemed to be ingrained in Arachnia's very Essence...*
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Post by Dargo on Feb 28, 2009 15:35:14 GMT -5
Resplendent wood, 3
* The man received Dal'Lumen's hand.*
"I am known as Dargo. Nice to meet ya."
* Ink dripped out of the handshake.
Dargo then walked over to Arachnia, leaving salt water footsteps behind him. Odd, considering he was found on top of the Manse.
His cat-like gold eyes gazed into hers.*
"Yes, I'm indeed a bit peckish at the moment. What have ya got?"
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Post by Dal'Lumen on Feb 28, 2009 17:10:26 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood, 3
*Dal fought back a grimace upon feeling Dargo's clammy hand squash a bit, then excrete the black fluid into his. He discreetly, and feebly looked at his hand and frowned, at the same time looking for something to wipe it off with.*
~ what the... ~
"Err... Yeah, if it isn't too much trouble Zeriku, I could really use some food too. We can refresh and talk about the next course of action over a meal. Maybe even get better acquainted."
*He looked over at Arachnia, knowing that it was her final say on the matter anyway. With the word food Dal'Lumens stomach churned expectantly.*
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Post by Arachnia of the Hour on Feb 28, 2009 21:14:48 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood 3,
*Arachnia looked over the man who stared at her, burning his image into her memory. It was most likely that this was his original human shape, given how easily he was mesmerized by her. Not that she minded.. She had a great body and she felt that everyone should enjoy it, though Ress was the only one who got to touch without consequences*
Yes, Zeriku, please get everyone something to eat and drink. If you need help then I can meet you in the kitchen
*turning her attention back to the man slopping about her hallway, Arachnia smiled so that it just reached the corners of her eyes*
It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Dargo. Might I inquire as to how long ago you received your Moonsilver tattoos?
*Arachnia liked this question because his answer would give her answers to many of the questions she had that could come across as rude and/or suspicious. If he had no tattoos then it would mean that he wasn't a part of the Silver Pact. If he wasn't, then it would mean he was free for her to claim. It seemed as though Unblooded were coming to her somewhat frequently now. If there were too many more than the two she already had, she would find need to be suspicious of the Silver Pact's movements. She liked her privacy and they were going to respect that, or else they would have words*
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Post by Arachnia of the Hour on Feb 28, 2009 21:19:51 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood 3,
*Zeriku's expression didn't waver as she looked directly at Dargo and responded to his question with the same tone of voice that she always carried*
Yes, I can
*the silvery woman turned to Dal'Lumen and nodded once before looking at Arachnia*
Yes, Mistress
*another nod of her head went to Dargo, seemingly unperturbed by his double entendre, though not quite sure to whom it was for *
I will return...
*Zeriku's body dissipated in a cloud of thinning silver air, off to make them all food. Oh, the things she's done now that she'd died...*
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Post by Lirimana on Feb 28, 2009 21:24:37 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood 3,
*Lirimana stuck her bottom lip out a little in a display of pouting, mostly exaggerated, as she was just as ignored as everyone except Arachnia. It made her moue transform into a self-amused smile as she thought about how much it would probably peeve their all-high Empress to be blown off by a man with no vision impairment to mask her sex appeal. Still, she wouldn't have gotten to where she was by just giving up at someone's first snub*
So, Dargo, where are you from?
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Post by Dargo on Mar 1, 2009 8:56:48 GMT -5
Resplendent wood, 3
*Dargo closed his eyes, cocked his head to the side, and scratched his oily head deep in thought. Two small silverfish raced up his fore arm from his scalp. He then resumed his pose and looked back to Arachnia.*
"Moonsilver Tats? I don't gots thats."
*Dargo then strolled to Lirimana and answered her inquiry.*
"I'm from a river where the Sun starts each day."
*He punctuated that last part by holding his palms outward together forming a rising sun. It also looked like a bird with a stretched out wingspan but it obvious what context he meant.
Dargo meant East.
As he walked around his skin seemed to change shade in the light, as if his pigment was trying to blend into whatever was behind him but failing every time. Similar to how a mortal's arm hairs create goosebumps in a failed attempt to retain heat in cold weather.*
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Post by Arachnia of the Hour on Mar 2, 2009 21:58:30 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood 3,
No? Then we must get you them otherwise you are at risk of mutation. Please try to limit the number of times you change forms until you have them, I don't want to see you become a chimera...
*this was both a blessing and a curse, having another untattooed Lunar in her midst. At least it meant that there wasn't someone pulling the strings on this one yet..Her eyes followed him as he went to Lirimana and demonstrated that he was from this general area. Now she had two Unblooded to watch after until she could get them tattooed, at least Wise River was set in the Armory until she could find something to do with her*
Tell me, Dargo, what sort of things do you fancy doing and what did you used to do in your home community?
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Post by Lirimana on Mar 2, 2009 22:10:48 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood 3,
So you're from around here? That's pretty nice, since it means you didn't have to go far to get to Imperveress
*Lirimana smiled at Dargo, running a hand through her dreads before shifting her gaze over to Dal'Lumen for a second before glancing into the room to see what Roaring Wave was up to. She hoped he was sleeping*
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Post by Dal'Lumen on Mar 2, 2009 23:34:13 GMT -5
Resplendend wood, 3
Grumbling to himself just outside the groups circumference, Dal had found little luck removing the ink from his hand. A thought crossed his mind that perhaps as a quick fix, he should just smear it across his chest - At least then his hands didn't pose the risk of leaving stains on any of Arachnias belongings, or his pants.
A solution he decided against, with the present company - and so the Inked hand continued to hang out in front of him. He just twisted his face awkwardly, and shrugged at Lirimanas Glance. He looked back over at Dargo and Arachnia curriously paying attention to the unusual methods and culture of Lunars.
Tattoos, Pacts, mutations... It mad his Exaltation seem far less complicated so far. As far as he knew, the worst part of it all was when he had exploded into what he was now, at the gates of Nexus while surrounded by Guild thugs... The day his mother died.
"..... Aaand I take it you already met with Sentinel, was he the one that told you where to find us?"
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