SeditiousAmbitions 05-22-2009 10:54 PM<br/>Malachi took in Arielâ€™s responses and filed them instantly away. The information was converted into variables and formulas then further calculations were made generating more questions and more complex solutions. The girl was almost endearing once she began to relax a little. Her half curtsey brought the corners of his mouth up in a subtle smile. â€œExcellent.â€<br/><br/>â€œMy first night in Solace and I luck upon a beautiful tour guide who is graciously taking me to a Council meeting.â€ Malachi is a very elegant speaker. Inflection of syllables and dynamics of tone can paint images almost as well as words. The manner that he has used thus far is regal and curious while dripping in hints of power and sprinkling seduction and admiration on the top.<br/><br/>Placid as he seemed, Malachi was a raging maelstrom within. A gathered Council meant so many things to a being like Malachi. The spectrum of scenarios was virtually endless and so he continued to run over plans in his mind. It was shaping up to be not as difficult a task in Solace. He had projected several months or more into building himself to a position where he could meet with the supernatural council. Instead, he merely has to follow this girl around for a while. Who knows? She may become a valuable asset. Malachi continued to plow through ideas but knew he would have to occupy Ariel as well. A trick he often uses is to make small talk with strangers while formulating plans. Now is no exception to this rule.<br/><br/>â€œDonâ€™t think me brash, Ariâ€™eil. I noticed you wear a scarf around your neck. Being kindred, I find necklines particularly sensual so I noticed right away. Your garb dictates that you dress in a tactical fashion. I would think a scarf to be a hindrance.â€ He started to reach for it but stopped well short of his hand ever coming close to her scarf. He chuckled and leaned off the wall into a stride that took him past her and out the door. â€œForgive me. Iâ€™m babbling. Tell me more about the old Prince.â€<br/><br/><br/>Nebb 05-24-2009 03:50 PM<br/>The subtlety in Malachi's manner, reminded Ari'eil of Salem's, now dead, Prince. Much like him, Malachi wore nobility as someone would a coat. If he were to be the next Prince, it wouldn't be difficult to follow such a man. The only question on her mind was his reason for wanting to rule a city that seemed on the brink of destruction. Power... It seemed a likely reason. But did he really want to rule, or was there another motive perhaps? "Not really my concern." She tried to stay away from the political game, she had never been good at it. She had to admire his willfulness however, especially considering the city's current circumstances.<br/><br/>A faint smile formed on Ari'eil's lips as Malachi's referred to her as a beautiful tour guide. "And charming too..." she smiled inwardly as she imagined the Council bending over backwards to please this man. His seductiveness was quite alluring.<br/><br/>Quote:<br/>â€œDonâ€™t think me brash, Ariâ€™eil. I noticed you wear a scarf around your neck. Being kindred, I find necklines particularly sensual so I noticed right away. Your garb dictates that you dress in a tactical fashion. I would think a scarf to be a hindrance.â€<br/>Ari'eil's hand instinctively reached for her shawl, at the mention of her neckline. For a moment she felt exposed and the suddenness of that feeling brought memories flooding back. Remembrance filled her eyes, and the smile that was there moments before, was replaced by a visage of control. Ari'eil had dropped her guard for only an instant and had sustained serious wounds as a result. Her 'reward' for having forgotten her training; compliments of the Prince's bodyguard. Memnoch; fast, uninhibited, dead. She curbed her thoughts from anything other than the task at hand.<br/><br/>Seeing Malachi's hand reached for her shawl caused her muscles tighten and they remained that way even after his hand stopped well short it. For a moment, she weighed her choices, eying him for a moment. Malachi was smoother than she had given him credit for. Were he to become Prince, her Order would 'recommend' she offer her services. And considering she was bound to no master, it would be good to be in the service of someone again. "Time would tell I guess."<br/><br/>"Let's cross over to the next building. It will keep unwanted eyes from us."<br/><br/>Ari'eil led the way up to the first floor, then walked across to the adjacent building, a fairly upmarket hotel, using a gangplank and scaffolding that had been placed there for maintenance to the outer building. Exiting via a fire escape at the back of the hotel, and sticking to the alleyways, she led Malachi through the alleyways in a zig-zag fashion to a nearby cathedral. Roughly twenty minutes later they arrived in an alley across from the cathedral entrance, their vantage point giving them a clear view of a terrace nearby where a small group of vampires had gathered. "Now we wait." she said as she surveyed the area. When she was satisfied it was safe, she turned to Malachi: "Malachi. Do you intend to rule this city?"<br/><br/>SeditiousAmbitions 05-25-2009 07:07 PM<br/>Malachi followed Ariel outside. He glanced around just to make note of the surroundings. He was new to Solace and the more he knew his way around, the better. He nimbly dominated the scaffolding without expending much energy and slid down the rails on the fire escape with a big grin on his face.<br/><br/>Ariel did not say anything as she bounced him back and forth through the alleys. Malachi used the silence to make mental images of anything and everything. He was building a map of Solace in his head and these images would be quick access points. He came to stand next to her at the edge of the shadows. He watched as Ariel made a security sweep of the area. From her general attire, the way she scouted the terrace across from them and her overall demeanor so far; Malachi was guessing her to be a soldier or assassin of some kind. Handy skill for a tour guide.<br/><br/>Malachi adjusted his gaze to incorporate the kindred across from their position. He studied each at length before moving on to the next one. Nothing stood out in any one member and he was guessing them to be â€˜knock-around guysâ€™. Her question interrupted his calculations but it was not agitating. Malachi has, over time, developed the ability to pause a mental equation and pick right back up whenever he feels like it without losing data.<br/><br/>Malachi adjusted his stance so he wouldnâ€™t have to turn his head quite so far and lowered his gaze to Ariel. â€œWell, there is an interesting question.â€ He smiled his charming grin and continued to speak. â€œI intend to make Solace my home, dear Ariâ€™eil. If take great pains to make my home a favorable environment. If I have to lead the rest of the undead around by their noses to do soâ€¦â€ As he spoke this last sentence, the pleasant and soft tone grew an edge of malice and rumbled with power. â€œThen I shall.â€ Malachi winked his right eye and rotated his body back towards the assembled group across the way. The soft tone returned to his voice again. â€œDoes that satisfy your curiosity, Ariâ€™eil?â€<br/><br/>eferhilda 05-31-2009 12:26 PM<br/>Bear sighed as he sensed her pain, being so big and an empath kind of helped and kind of did not at times. â€œYou know that you are not responsible for the lives of everyone in the entire world, let alone this city.â€ he said gently to her as he bent down and picked her up in his arms once more holding her close to his large chest hoping she drew some form of comfort from his warmth and presence. â€œAll you need is some sleep, a good nights sleep. After you have rested we will figure out something together because this has gone beyond just us and this city. The veil between the worlds is being strained and soon the humans may find themselves facing creatures that are far worst then either us or the vampires could ever be.â€ he sighed deeply once more as he continued toward his own personal den wanting to get the Lady Cutra somewhere she could sleep peacefully and safely. Though his mind and heart were torn between helping the woman in his arms and going to the aid of his beloved Alpha and friend Sheyera.<br/><br/>He knew that she would need back up, though she would never ask for any but she would stop at nothing to get her mate back and that was something that cold spell ruin for them all. As it was she was already acting reckless by charging so blindly after the enemy, an enemy which has proven to be more formidable and dangerous then any vampire clan they faced to date. It was going to take more then just their pack, he was going to have to do something that Shey will probably chew him out for later, but at the moment he did not see any other option.<br/><br/>Getting to his personal den he entered and laid Cutra down on the soft bed of furs that he used as bed, â€œI have to go and meet with the alpha of the other pack. I'm not sure how long I will be gone but I promise that you will be safe here and that I will return to you ok?â€ he said in that gentle deep voice that he possessed. He knelt there at her side for a long moment before he nodded to her and then gave her a reassuring smile before existing his den, going to a pair of wolves who were on guard duty â€œBe sure she gets everything she wants or needs till I return, but foremost keep her here. She is not yet strong enough to be out on her own and she needs a bit of looking after.â€ he spoke to them getting nods of understanding before the pair went to lay by the entrance of his den. Satisfied that Cutra would be alright till he returned he informed the others of his plans telling them to remain here till he returned with either help from the other pack or with a plan of their own.<br/><br/>After a short time of travel in the city Bear found himself in the territory of the City Lords as well as before one of their scouts who thought to intimidate the older and larger wolf with a fairly poor display of aggression. â€œLook I do not have time for formalities, bring me to Leon before I rip out your throat and bring your corpse to him when I see him.â€ Bear growled at the younger wolf who backed down quickly and took Bear to his Alpha.<br/><br/>Bear was shown into a large meeting room where he stood with his arms crossed behind his back as he waited for Leon to come in.<br/><br/>Scambo 06-03-2009 06:07 PM<br/>Ty sighed and took his feet off the table.<br/><br/>"No rest for the wicked I suppose." He rose slowly from the table and walked with the Lieutenant down to the armory. He suited up quickly, pulling on the tactical armor and balaclava before grabbing a set of NODs and his weapon.<br/><br/>"BullPup eh? Easy kick, nice handle...Yeah, this'll work just fine thanks." He slung the weapon over his shoulder while clipping the conversion kit to his waist belt harness. Afterwards, he holstered a heavy .45 and slid a combat knife into a sheathe on his right breast. Turning, a glint caught his eye and he turned to face it. There, mounted on the wall was a short sword with runes and symbols racing up and down the length of its blade. He picked it up and turned it over in his hands. It look so.....familiar. A shout brought his attention around and he slide the sword into a sheathe along his leg. Jogging out to the site, he hopped on a track and rode to the perimeter, catching his squad just as they were set to move out.<br/><br/>"Jackson! Good to see you back in action. The egg heads put you back together right?"<br/><br/>"Lets hope so sir. My ears are still ringin' and my head feels a little foggy."<br/><br/>"Yeah? Well shake it off Agent, we got a job to do. We gotta get outta here before anybody sees us. If they do, haul their ass back to base and hand'em over to our 'PR' department. Lets get moving." With that, they spread out in teams of two, patrolling the desolate and empty streets and alleyways of the deserted warehouse district. He was doing a soldiers job, protecting people like a soldier should but...Why did it feel wrong? It felt like something just wasn't....right about what he was doing and the people he was with....Ty was glad for the concealing balaclava, as it shielded his conflicted face from his partner.<br/><br/>"Heads up, I think we got movement!" Ty snapped his head up and ran forward into the deep shadows of an alley as his partner did the same across the street. He drew several shaky breaths before glancing down the street. He could see nothing, but that didn't mean that nothing was there. Taking deep breaths, he pulled down his night vision goggles and peered out into the darkness, his rifle training on any percieved movement.<br/><br/>Come out, come out wherever you arrrrrreeeee......