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Post by Ress on Mar 3, 2009 21:56:27 GMT -5
Resplendent wood, 3
* A hiss of essence stood precorser to the arrival of the glorious golden figure, Sentinel. He bowed to Arachnia, then addressed her*
" Please excuse me, Empress... but there are three Lunars at the southern gate, and the elemental, Quar-Zagot is about to arrive at the Imperial Manse
The Lunars claim they are here to see you, and are representing a Lunar named... Magnificent Yaguar?" * He shrugged, then shook his head* "Perhaps a tribute to a noteable Lunar of the first age, Magnificent Jaguar.
If you do not mind my suggestion, I would send this manse to the ambassadors, then return for Quar-Zagot... they seemed to be here for something important."
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Post by Dal'Lumen on Mar 3, 2009 23:31:50 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood, 3
A raised eyebrow came with the apperence of Sentinel. Once again this previous ruler had unusual timing, as in... he always seemed to show up the moment anyone even blinked something that could have been mistakenly suggestive that they perhaps want to speak to Sentinel.
With the news of even more Lunars inbound, Dal'Lumen suddenly became very suspicious, and his inky hand slowly made its way up to pinch his chin ponderously. When he realized what he had done he grumbled under his breath and pawed at his chin with the back of his other hand.
- In the end however it left an ink stained patch of skin on his chin that looked like a mock goatee -
He was really going to have to break that habbit.
"Friends of yours Empress? Should we request that Zeriku prepair even more food?"
he was half sarcastic.
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Post by Dargo on Mar 4, 2009 3:13:55 GMT -5
Resplendent wood, 3
* Dargo's skin literally turned as pale as a ghost. Dark ink sweated from his hair. Just being reminded of the disastrous drawbacks to his abilities put a look of pure terror across his face.*
"Well...um...we then need to...uh...get me those tattoos...RIGHT NOW!!!"
*Dargo shook his fists in the air.*
"Grrrroul!!!"
*Dargo put his hands on his well toned tummy. His stomach was quite hungry. Meeting so many new faces at once builds up quite an appetite.*
"But first, how 'bout some of that food?
..........
Ahhh! That's better. Now...."
*He turned to Arachnia*
"...what I fancy is a bit of huntin'. In my home community I immersed myself into mortal society as a bounty hunter/assassin."
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Post by Arachnia of the Hour on Mar 4, 2009 22:32:54 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood 3,
*Arachnia's face went from smoldering interest to nearly violent aggravation in a flash. With a smooth inward breath the expression cooled into an irritated smirk with a hidden danger lurking in her endless gaze*
Of course, Sentinel, I will do that. If Quar arrives before we do, please let him know that we will be there momentarily. I am sure that it was Magnificent Jaguar, I have never heard of a "Yaguar" in the vicinity
*at Dal'Lumen's comment she offered a wry smile*
Friends? Perhaps not...
*noting Dargo's address she nodded*
Zeriku should be here soon with the food, do not worry. Do you have a preference as to hunting animals or people?
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Post by Arachnia of the Hour on Mar 4, 2009 22:45:05 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood 3,
*much in the same eerie fashion as Sentinel, Zeriku appeared as her name was mentioned. She had grown extra arms to accommodate the number of dishes, a plate in each hand and a glass of what looked to be water in the others*
Here are your meals and a drink. I suggest that you eat with care as we will be entering transit as soon as you all have your food. It's all the same: a quarter-loaf of wheat bread with corn rice and local fish
*each of her eight arm extended, offering first to Arachnia and Dargo as they were closest, and then to Dal'Lumen and Lirimana. As soon as everything was taken from her hands she nodded to Arachnia*
Unless otherwise decided, I will have us transported to the Southern Gate
*as suddenly as she had appeared she was gone, a soft whisper of air the only sign that she was there at all*
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Post by Arachnia of the Hour on Mar 4, 2009 22:55:29 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood 3,
That's just fine, Zeriku. Thank you for the swift and tantalizing meal
*the Empress took her plate and glass, putting the rim to her lips and allowing the water to enter her mouth before swallowing and carefully eat her food. She seemed to be almost picky with the way she ate, taking her food in at small increments. Soon, however, the food was nearly gone, leaving one to wonder how she had managed that so cleanly. She would be glad when the whole Silver Pact would be off her back, but much to her dismay, she wasn't sure that would ever happen. There were benefits to having that support network, but there were also drawbacks. They never bothered her until she had something they wanted, and she wasn't inclined to let them in on it*
Are you having difficulty refraining from changing, Dargo? The tattoos will come soon enough, don't you worry my little Shadowlight. You will be alright until then. First we must finish the trial that will be in a short few days and then I will take you and Moonbeam to the Silver Pact so that they know you are mine and then we will begin the process in which I tattoo you
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Post by Lirimana on Mar 4, 2009 23:00:56 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood 3,
Thanks, Zeriku
*Lirimana grabbed her food and drink and set about inhaling it, starved from the long morning without much food. Those A.I.'s had a way of knowing when someone was thinking about them, it was a bit strange.. Still, Zeriku made pretty good food, though she liked Sai's rice meals better. Not that she'd tell Zeriku that.. The mention of more Lunars had the Twilight interested. This seemed to be quickly becoming a safe-haven for the newly-Exalted. Not that that was a problem in her eyes, but she could see how someone as used to isolation as Arachnia could disagree. Dargo didn't seem to be taking this "No Shifting" rule very well.. but if it was dangerous then he should deal with it, unless he wanted a mutation*
Is there anything I can do to help, Dargo? I am a doctor, if that helps. My thing is more physical, but I could figure out mental wel enough, I've dealt with addictions before
*the familiar feeling of the high-speed transportation of the manse came to her and she widened her stance just a little out of habit, though she found, as usual, that it was unnecessary*
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Post by Dal'Lumen on Mar 4, 2009 23:03:48 GMT -5
Resplendent Wood, 3
Without hesitation Dal'Lumen retrieved his plate and ate in his usual manner; hardly taking time to breathe between mouth fulls.
A technique he had learned back in the days of sailing the high seas as the captains personal joke, when the food he was giving were merely scraps left behind and defiled by the other crew members. Eating fast was a way to avoid tasting anything... A page out of a dogs book.
Realizing he had gone into eat mode, and lost focus on what was going on in the rest of the room, he looked up, with a corn filled grin.
"Tank you Zurehkoo, Ish delishush!"
*He gulped down some water, in an attempt to swallow, but just as he did the manse lurched and caused him to splutter a bit.*
"Guess that means we're there? Zeriku, could you do me a huge favor..." * He raised his blackened hand and mouthed the words ~Towel Please?~*
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Post by Ress on Mar 4, 2009 23:23:01 GMT -5
Resplendent wood, 3
* Sentinel bowed once more to Arachnia... but the outburst of Dargo made him jump, then stumble backwards, pressing his back to the wall of the huge silver manse. He blinked wide eyed at the slightly camoflage lunar, then to Arachnia once more, heaving a sigh as he pushed himself from the wall* " Yes... um.... let me know if you need anything else"
* With a crackle of essence, Sentinel was once more spirited away to wherever he went when he was not around*
( The rest of the conversation moves to Jaguar sends his "kittens" II )
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