Forgotten Wolf 11-30-2008 12:33 PM<br/>He gives her a quick peck on the lips without hesitation. â€œYour welcome.â€ Dherris whispers back to Cutra as he pulls her in a little tighter. Rowan seemed to have cooled down a bit as well; he might even be close to shock judging from his look. Then Rowan had to ruin the moment again with mentioning how the Prince might react to Dherrisâ€™ presence. Dherris had to sigh at this truth and worked to come up with a solution.<br/><br/>It actually didnâ€™t take more than a second for Dherris to find a solution, â€œYou knowâ€¦ Heâ€™s right that the Prince might not like my presence at the meeting but he must not be very smart if he thinks Iâ€™m going to leave you aloneâ€¦ Especially when I can do this.â€ He said quietly for her to hear as he started to manipulate his tapestry of Life. He became a little shorter and less defined. His hair turned jet black and also shortened. His facial features shifted as well so he wasnâ€™t completely noticeable as Dherris anymore though his eyes stayed the same color.<br/><br/>â€œNow I can stay with you and not insult the Prince when he comes.â€ He says calmly though cautiously being unsure in how she would react to the appearance change. He got up and held out a hand to help Cutra up if she so chose to accept the assistance. â€œAre you strong enough to still conduct the meeting milady?â€<br/><br/>Nebb 11-30-2008 01:05 PM<br/>Ariel caught Memnochâ€™s gaze as he approached sword in hand. She half expected him to cut her down where she stood after their earlier dance, but he appeared to have restrained himself. It wasnâ€™t hard to read the irritation in his voice as he spat out an apology. But it was an apology none-the-less, and she was not going to forgo any manners in accepting it. Knowing how hard it must have been for him, she simply nodded as he handed her the sword. Slipping it under her shawl, it seemed to blend it almost magically beneath her outfit.<br/><br/>â€œYou were right. I am not yet worthy to protect a Prince.â€ She said swallowing her pride. â€œThank you for testing me and showing me my arrogance. If the Prince asks, please tell him I say, â€˜Thank you, and that I will not disappoint again.â€™â€<br/><br/>She half turned to leave then added: â€œI hope that was only the first lesson...â€ She managed a quick smile before disappearing into the night.<br/><br/>Ladypuppet 11-30-2008 01:28 PM<br/>*Cutra watched him and smield soflty and looked at him, she smiled at the new featured. Looking up at him as he stood up she took, his hand and stood slowly. Looking at him slightly she shivvered.* "You know i don't have a choice weather I'm ready or not it must be done." *She said quickly and then sook her head slightly. Shivvering she looked over to Rowan. He had with his display quickly been put on her shit list but she didn't saw a word.* "Come Damion we must be off." *She called Dherris this to keep his identie a secret and moved passed back into the mage's chambers and sat down waiting for the meeting to arrive.*<br/><br/>Nebb 11-30-2008 02:17 PM<br/>At seeing Dherris change his appearance, a smile came to Rowanâ€™s lips.<br/><br/>He gave the slightest of bows as Lady Cutra and Dherris headed off, then turned and headed down the passage. As he rounded the corner, ensuring no-one was around, he reactivated the spell that assisted him in detecting those in the vicinity. Rowan continued walking through the passageways, creating very small detection wards in areaâ€™s where breaches in security were likely to occur. Weaving initiate levels of mind and space, he created wards that would alert him if someone or something breached any of the secured entry points in the building. Since he could see the entire layout of the building in his mind, no area that could be breached would escape his notice.<br/><br/>At a point where two passageways converged, he was joined by a very large muscular man, with a shaven head, wearing full white kung-fu attire. Without breaking stride, or lifting his head, Rowan spoke softly and with a hint of authority in his voice: â€œGood evening Xavier. We need to talk.â€ A frown had formed on Rowanâ€™s forehead.<br/><br/>A warm smile broke across Xavierâ€™s face as they both continued to the front of the building. He would ordinarily interrupt Rowan, simply out of habit, but as Rowan was playing the serious card, it was usually worth hearing him out: â€œEvening Rowan, whatâ€™s on your mind?â€<br/><br/>â€œThese meetings are too close to one another for my liking. A group of supernaturals gathering isnâ€™t something to take lightly. Do I need to get into the dynamics of the opportunities this meeting provides those intent on doing our kind harm? Again, I might add.â€<br/><br/>Xavier placed a strong arm around Rowanâ€™s shoulders and pulled him closer as if they were best of friends: â€œThings have a way of working out brother. Yes, we could draw some attention, but if this prince has called a meeting, I for one would like to hear what the fuss is all about.â€ Xavier ended off with a gentle pat on the back which Rowan shrugged off.<br/><br/>Xavier found it amusing that intimate gestures had always seemed to make Rowan uncomfortable, hence the fact he never missed a chance at taking any of these opportunities whenever they arose. Rowan had a surgical level of self control that never wavered, so even the slightest dent one could make into his facade was a priceless reward in itself.<br/><br/>â€œYou are oversimplifying the situation Xavier.â€<br/><br/>â€œWe all have our flaws Rowan.â€ Xavier said with a smile.<br/><br/>Together they walked down the stairs with Rowan leading: â€œYou should know that Dherris is in the building.â€<br/><br/>â€œOh.â€ Said Xavier, seemingly not too interested. â€œDoes Tobias and Cutra know?â€<br/><br/>â€œLady Cutra and Dherris seemed to have formed aâ€¦ relationship. It appears to be real.â€<br/><br/>â€œWhat? The great Mastigos leader believes theyâ€™re in love!â€ boasted Xavier seeming disbelieving the fact that Rowan could even fathom real love.<br/><br/>Rowan continued, ignoring the jibe: â€œTobias on the other hand doesnâ€™t know yet. Iâ€™m not sure how heâ€™ll react to the knowledge that a mage that supposedly was exiled has been taken under the wing by a member of the Council who exiled him in the first place.â€<br/><br/>â€œI seeâ€¦whatâ€™s the use of a punishment if it doesnâ€™t get carried out hey? Mmm... do you think he has learnt his lesson?â€<br/><br/>â€œRight now I donâ€™t think it matters. I have offered him the chance to ask the council to reconvene in order to discuss alternative â€˜punishmentâ€™.â€<br/><br/>â€œSo youâ€™re playing devilâ€™s advocate.â€<br/><br/>â€œWe all decided it best that an example were made. The Council did not take the decision lightly, but we all knew the risks of what could happen if no punishment was given. There was pressure from all sides since the attention Dherris drew only seemed to spur on the younger mages into performing similar acts in the public eye.â€<br/><br/>â€œWe were young too Rowan and need I remind you aboutâ€¦â€ Xavier was smiling from ear to ear.<br/><br/>â€œYes Xavier, I remember those days, but the risks are even greater now. The Elysium was destroyed, and if any of it was linked to the attention Dherris attracted, it could have serious consequences. To add insult to injury, imagine how it would look if the Council endorsed that kind of behaviour.â€<br/><br/>Rowanâ€™s frown disappeared, and a look of relief came over him as he let up the concentration from the spell he had been performing.<br/>â€œFind what you were looking for?â€ Xavier asked.<br/><br/>â€œIâ€™ve surveyed the entire building, and I canâ€™t find anyone or anything out of place, aside from the Prince and a few of his men that is. All my wards are in place. We should go, we are expected.â€<br/><br/>Silently Rowan was hoping this was going to be a quick affair, but when one was dealing with the supernatural, you could never say for sure.<br/><br/>braioch8201 11-30-2008 02:40 PM<br/>Memnoch blinked in suprise at the woman, humble yet proud, there was something unheard of in any day and age, let alone this one. A quick and faint smile and then she was gone. For the first time in a long time he found himself utterly bewildered by another person.<br/><br/>Perplexed he watched with his senses as she sped off, he stared at the empty spot where she had once been, an odd sensation tugging at him, she had an odd ... "smell" about her. He shook his head slightly and turned, speeding off towards the Prince's office.<br/><br/>******************************<br/><br/>Enoch shook his head as he watched the city below him. He couldn't fault Memnoch too much, it was too much like him to be like that, nonetheless his actions were inexcusable, but the woman did seem to pull an odd sensation from himself. There was more to her then met the eye it seemed.<br/><br/>He had dressed himself in what he hoped was proper attire for the night. His normal black and red was replaced with a long cloak of white and silver. Rubies upon his hand, he glanced down at the rings on his hand. It seemed so odd that even after centuries an immortal couldn't escape their human lives, as was evident by the ruby rings that were once his families jewels passed from generation to generation.<br/><br/>This night was going to be a new one in the history of the preternatural, vampire, mage and lycan all working together, he hoped. Perhaps even an amicable agreement could be found for after this threat had been dealt with, who knew?<br/><br/>The sounds of the doors opening behind him brought his attention back to the room.<br/><br/>"Deep in thought again my Prince?" Memnoch's cold voice cut through the quiet of the room.<br/><br/>Enoch's eyebrows raised, now this was a tone he knew, but he hadn't heard it in centuries, interesting, "tonight is a big night, hopefully I'll be able to do what the previous Prince could not achieve, and in the same move be able to bring a sort of peace to this city that it hasn't seen before."<br/><br/>Memnoch smirked and strolled up behind Enoch, "Exciting is it?"<br/><br/>Enoch turned towards Memnoch, he must have found a kill while he was out, for his bloodlust seemed to have been satiated, and he seemed to have a different hungry glint in his eyes.<br/><br/>"Memnoch," he began, a slight smile on his face, "I do believe I haven't seen that look, nor heard that tone before in centuries, what is going on inside that head of yours?"<br/><br/>Memnoch snorted, "what? One does what can..."<br/><br/>It was Enoch's turn to snort, "trying to relive the old Roman days?"<br/><br/>Memnoch took the sign and stepped closer, "I always do."<br/><br/>Enoch smiled, "I know"<br/><br/>Intersting indeed, how one can never quite forget the past.<br/><br/>:nervous: