The angel with crimson eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)
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				Title: <strong>The angel with crimson eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kenshin</strong> on <strong>05-11-2009, 04:39:00</strong>
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				Luminous stared off into the distance outside of the window of his hotel. The town of Silver Moon had the streets packed with people as usual. Silver moon was a town of mixed rich and poor, the rich owned the nice houses, the hotels and some business. The poor ran the bars, the streets and the underground. Luminous knew both sides to life, being rich at one point in his life, and now being poor. Poor in the sense that he didn't own much, but he was very good at getting the money he needed. <br><br>Luminous decided that he would leave the hotel, so he picked up his coat and headed out. His coat was long, but not quite a trench coat. It was a nicer coat than a common poor man would own. The color was burgundy, a similar color to his eyes if seen closely enough. Of course his eyes really depended on if he was angry or not, otherwise they would look green with a tint of red hiding behind the green. Luminous stood almost 6 feet tall, which was a little taller than most people in town. His skin was silky white, which could tan quite quickly if he went out in the day more often.<br><br>Luminous walked out into the warm breeze of the day, his gaze strait ahead of him. He walked confidently and it seemed as if no one were around him. His unusual aura due to being both an angelic and demonic being was very strange, and could not be noticed easily unless direct contact was made with his eyes. It was if he masked his aura on purpose to keep people away from him, and this he did. <br><br>Luminous found his way to a merchant and pulled a small pouch of coins and placed it on the stand where there merchant did his business. "Is the dagger ready my friend?" Luminous asked the merchant who seemed to refuse to make eye contact. "Yes Luminous, I have gotten it for you at last.." The merchant handed over the dagger after taking the pouch of money and counting out exactly how much it was. Luminous nodded and then walked into a near by bar, mainly because people wouldn't freak out if he was looking at a weapon inside of a bar. <br><br>A drink was brought to Luminous by the bar tender's assistant and a few coin was exchanged. The drink was tea with a shot of whiskey to help him wake up as he was tired. The dagger was very simple, but nice at the same time. In the handle were rubies, and the blade was made of pure silver. Luminous loved silver almost as much as he loved rubies. He sheathed the blade and slowly sipped his mixed drink, almost as if he was waiting for something.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightFall</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 10:27:48</strong>
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				Darrowyne smiled up at the coachman as she got out of the carriage. "I may be here for a bit, Evhar. Take the carriage home and I shall find my way back once I'm done." Evhar started to protest, but a small gesture from his mistress and another one of her soft smiles let him know that there wasn't much that he could do to convince her to stay and wait for her. She wouldn't even let him fetch the leather satchel that she always carried with her. He watched as she slung the rather battered satchel over her shoulder. It looked completely at odds with the elegant dress of fine burgundy wool that she wore.<br><br>Seeing her coachman sigh, Darrowyne let out a small laugh. "I'll be fine, Evhar. Tell Saldine not to wait for me either. Just have her serve dinner at the usual time whether I'm home or not." The elderly housekeeper, thin as a rail though she might be, often mothered her, keeping a vigil at the front parlor whenever she was out late. They couldn't do much though. The headstrong mistress of Brightmoon Manor always got her way with her charming smile and easy way about her. They were devoted to her just as they were devoted to her parents before her.<br><br>The wheels creaked as Evhar clucked his tongue and flicked the reins at the handsome pair of horses, their coats gleaming a dark chestnut, setting the carriage in motion. With a wave of her gloved hand, Darrowyne turned and faced the bar. Her coachman never understood why a person of her standing would insist on going to such a run down little place. But the Oak and Barrel was just the place that she loved to frequent.<br><br>A small creak of the door announced her entrance, the rectangular patch of sunlight behind her illuminated her raven colored locks, curling over her shoulders. Even in from the dim interior, sharp violet-gray eyes seemed to glow against her creamy skin. She looked ethereal and out of place in the slightly stale interior of the Oak and Barrel. Some of the other patrons nodded at her as she breezed in. Indeed it was hard not to stare when one fills out her dresses as well as Darrowyne. Though she was half a foot less than six feet, her posture and the way she walked made her seem much taller. There was a confidence mixed with cat-like grace in the way she moved. Several patrons looked at her appreciatively over the rims of their glasses.<br><br>Her eyes lingered on the tall man with the silky white skin a beat longer than was necessary before she approached the bar tender. The bear of a man behind the counter greeted her heartily. "Lady Darrowyne, always a pleasure to see you again. Can I get you anything before you start?" His voice rumbled with pleasure. <br><br>"Just a tea if you please, and if you could find some lemon and honey to sweeten it, I would appreciate it." She returned his smile, with a brightness that looked almost out of place in the gloomy tavern. Making her way towards an empty little table towards the back of the bar, she sat down facing the windows, giving her a good view of everyone within. Surreptitiously, she started rooting around in her satchel. Her eyes fell on the pale skinned stranger once more before a sound at her elbow snapped her out of her perusal. <br><br>"Here you go, my lady." The bar tender himself brought her the cup of tea, setting it down on her table before striding away in big, giant steps, a rag being tucked into his waistband. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kenshin</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 03:12:56</strong>
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				Luminous noticed the higher class women as she walked into the tavern, the reason for this was his great attraction to her dress, which stood out to him because of it's color. He sipped his tea as he watched her, but he didn't watch her exactly with his eyes, but more of her presence. He didn't want her to notice him looking at her, and from what he could tell, she didn't have a clue. He also noticed her because she stood out like a sore thumb in this dump, but he knew the same could be said about him so he couldn't be all that surprised. <br><br>Luminous grinned when he noticed that she had watched him for a while. He turned slightly in her direction, not wanting to make direct eye contact with her quite yet, if at all. She wasn't too far from him, and she could definitely hear him if when he spoke to her. "You have a very nice dress, it has been quite some time since I have seen something so tasteful." Luminous swept his hair with his fingers, placing it behind his ears so the women could see his face a bit better. His hair was mostly black but it had a natural red tint to it, this he always liked. His long fingers and long nails attached looked inhuman, too perfect. However that could be said about mostly anything that could be seen on Luminous, as he was after all not <em>exactly</em> human.&nbsp; <br><br>Luminous looked more directly at the unfamiliar women, scanning her body from what he could see from her feet to her facial features. Luminous calmly brought his hand to his drink and brought it to his lips and took another sip. As he drank his eyes were closed for a moment, and he was still facing the elegant female with the beautiful dress. He then set his glass down on the table when he was finished. Luminous could now smell the woman's drink, being tea with honey and lemon, his had no honey nor did it have lemon, "You know, a shot of whiskey could make that drink much more potent.." He said in response to the smell. His senses were stronger because of the energy that resided within him, this goes for his sense of smell. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightFall</strong> on <strong>08-11-2009, 01:27:36</strong>
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				Her unusually colored eyes, more violet now that the sun was hitting its faceted depths, raked over his features. She took in his hair, almost as dark as hers, but mixed in with streaks of sienna. His voice even intrigued her, such an unusual timbre lurking in its depths. Darrowyne flashed a brilliant smile at him, all even teeth underneath her pale, pink lips. "Whiskey, you say?" She regarded him curiously, weighing his words. Her perusal was slow, taking in the extremely light skin and the cut of his clothes.<br><br>Looking over her shoulder to where the bartender was polishing short, squat glasses with his rag, she raised her voice. "Master Gilnath, did you hear what this gentleman suggested?" A grin was apparent even underneath the bartender's beard, acknowledging her inquiry. "A bit of whiskey then so that I might know if it is to my liking." Curiosity drove her to try most suggestions provided that they were intriguing to her. <br><br>Gilnath was quick despite his size and was back at her table pouring a bit of whiskey into her teacup. "If you need anything else, my Lady Darrowyne, anything at all, I'll be right at hand. You only need to call out." With a meaningful stare at the starkly pale man, he walked back to attend to the glasses once more, keeping an eye on the two of them. <br><br>She sipped her tea, her eyes locked on the pale man as she drank. Porcelain clinked against porcelain as she placed the teacup back. Her tongue slipped out to lick her lips, savoring the taste of the liquid. "It gives it a much stronger bite, a good addition, actually. Thank you for suggesting it."<br><br>Going back into her satchel, she produces a small wooden box smelling of turpentine and oil, dabs of dried paint smearing the sides of it. She places it next to her tea. Her gaze goes back to the stranger. "You mentioned liking my dress. My thanks for noticing. Perhaps your attraction to it is based on the fact that the color is similar to your own attire." Her smile was slight, but amused. She found herself fascinated by the strange beauty in him, and the way he closed his eyes as though he were the kind to sift through moments, savoring them.<br><br>"My congratulations, sir. I come here nearly every day and other than Master Gilnath over there, no one ever engages me in conversation. That makes you the first."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kenshin</strong> on <strong>08-11-2009, 03:04:22</strong>
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				Luminous noticed Miss Darrowyne scanning over him, it seemed to him that they shared a common interest; a curiosity about one another. Luminous listened to Miss Darrowyne converse with the barkeep, Master Gilnath as she called him. He was intrigued that she listened to his suggestion, and this pleased him. Luminous analyzed the conversation she had with the barkeep, the movements she made while she sat and the way that she carried herself, very confidently, very gracefully. Then he noticed the barkeep watching him, and to do this he didn't even need to look at him, he could just feel his energy directed at him. Luminous wondered why the barkeep would be watching him, but also took note he was in a good mood it seemed, meaning he would be no threat to either of them.<br><br>&nbsp;Luminous looked at her with calm and graceful eyes, the green gleaming in the dimly lit room as she spoke to him, thanking him for his suggestion. "It is my pleasure to have suggested it to you Lady Darrowyne" After saying her name he made eye contact with her, feeling she deserved the respect of eye contact. Normally when Luminous looks into another woman's eye's it is a tactic for seduction, as his eyes were a powerful tool for projecting his demonic aura. Thoughts of luring Miss Darrowyne lurked within his thoughts before he looked into her eyes, but as he stared into her eyes he felt something he had never felt before. It was if her eyes had the same pull on him, that he normally projected. Luminous smiled with his thin lips, which also had a pale complexion as his skin. <br><br>Luminous closed his eyes when Miss Darrowyne brought out the box that smelled of turpentine and oil, enjoying the smell of the oils. When he felt Miss Darrowyne's gaze upon him again he looked up at her once more and listened to her pleasant voice and tone. When she was done speaking he kind of laughed, and then he stood up, his boots quiet against the old wooden floor as he stood. Luminous started to walk towards her, responding as he strolled over to sit next to her, "Or perhaps it is because the color of you dress and the color of my attire happen to be one of the most pleasing to look at?" his voice was tranquil, as was his over all expression. <br><br>When Luminous was walking he heard something surprising, and that was that besides the barkeep he was the only one who had ever engaged her in conversation. Luminous sat across from Miss Darrowyne at the table she had placed her oils and painted box. Now sitting across form her he made eye contact again, becoming slightly absorbed by her beautiful violet eyes. "Well then it seems I was right in thinking people around here are morons, unless of course people are afraid of you?" Luminous was amused at the accusation he had made, not that he believed it. Luminous tilted his head slightly to the left and looked at her, as if trying to figure something out like a cat or dog would. "I am Luminous, it is my pleasure to make your acquaintance Miss Darrowyne." Luminous seemed very calm, but he was very happy to be conversing with a female of such elegance and beauty. His expression showed his felicity. His eyes remained fixed on Miss Darrowyne, as if he was seaching for something inside of her soul. "You are very unusual." He then said, as he came to the conclusion. He didn't want to ask her aloud if she was human or not, and he couldn't tell. If she was human, her aura was more intense that any other human he had ever laid eyes on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightFall</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 01:18:08</strong>
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				"Unusual?" Her voice held no hint of anger nor indignation, only a thread of amusement apparent in the slight curve of her lips and the sparkle in her eyes. She shifted slightly in her chair to face the man bold enough to sit by her. "That is not the first time I've heard that said of me, although it is the first time someone had the temerity to state it directly to me...Luminous." The way her lips formed his name was like a caress. She took another sip of her tea while she studied him. Green eyes, jewel like on his pale skin. She couldn't tell from so far away, but now she could see just how brilliant they were. Almost mesmerizing.<br><br>Placing the teacup back down, she leaned her elbows on the table, lacing her fingers together casually. Loosely interlaced, her fingers were long and slim and held a curious signet ring on her left hand bearing a quartermoon surrounding an oak leaf. She took a long glance around the room before continuing. "These people here, they're not morons. But you're right, they are a little afraid of me." She sighs heavily, rummaging in her satchel once more. "A pity, really. I suppose they hear about me and assume that I am someone to fear, although I don't believe I give that impression." This time she withdrew a rolled bundle, the girth of it enough to get her fingers around. Unrolling it on the table, a clutch of brushes were revealed, a few speckles of paint on the soft cloth underneath. The brushes themselves, however, were pristinely clean, though one could easily tell that they were often used from the slightly ragged edges of the bristles.<br><br>Darrowyne smiled slightly at him before pulling out a small board with canvas glued firmly to it. "And it is not, by the way, simply the color of your attire that caught my eye." She unlatched the lid and popped the wooden box open, not as smoothly as she would have liked since the paint made the lid stick for a few moments before opening. The smell of linseed oil overpowered the faint fragrance of her tea. Shiny lumps of fresh paint lined the sides of the box, the middle wiped completely free of any paint. The bit of canvas backed with a stiff board fitted neatly on the lid, leaning back at an exact angle perfect for painting. "It's your face, Luminous. That and the color of your skin, the way you sit, the way you watch people." Her voice was breathy, as though chasing after her thoughts as they tumbled through her mind.<br><br>She picked up a brush and started mixing paint, a buttery yellow and a bit of white. Darrowyne mixed it until the color matched the sunlight streaming from the windows. It only took a few small, well-placed strokes for a rectangle resembling the window to appear on the canvas. "People fascinate me. That's why I come here." More paint gets mixed to reflect the dingy walls on her small painting. "Here, there isn't that artifice that I see in most other places. None of the trappings of silks and velvets. No brittle conversations or false smiles." She places her paintbrush down to stare at him. "Can you see my reasons, Luminous?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kenshin</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 03:18:58</strong>
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				Luminous was very curious to know who this women was. Her smile, her eyes, even the way she dressed. It seemed to Luminous that she had been placed there from the divine, just for him. Either that or she had seen him before and had the intention on seducing him. He thought on it for a moment, he felt as if she had been seducing him definitely, but was it her doing it, or his attraction to her in and of itself that made it seem as such? Luminous smiled a bit mischievously while looking into her velvet gray eyes, "Now why would these men fear you?" he asked her in a curious tone, while his eyes also looked over her with curiosity. He wanted to now test her, he wanted to see her reaction to a more out there question, "are you a succubus Miss Darrowyne? As I have never seen a human of such beauty as yourself." The words just slipped out of his mouth, the verbal praise of her beauty. He was curious to why he was so attracted to her, was it possible she wasn't human? This thought now haunted him closely, teased him even.<br><br>Luminous studied her as she studied him, every small move she made. He was carefully watching her body language, and again he found attraction in that. He looked at her ring, as if she were showing it to him. He found her fingers very attractive, perhaps because they were very similar to his, also long and slim. His fingers however didn't look as delicate as Miss Darrowyne's fingers did. Luminous brought his attention now to the painting supplies that Miss Darrowyne had laid on the table. He had figured that she was a painter, she did seem the artistic type. Such a graceful women, she was art in and of herself. <br><br>Luminous watched her as she mixed her paints and oils and fixed her canvas up, seeming as if it couldn't have been placed anywhere else and be better. He took notice that she was painting the room in which they were in, she made painting seem easy, Luminous couldn't paint. He had tried before, and failed miserable, making what looked like a child's drawing of the ocean and cliff in which he was beside. He then listened intently to her reasons of why she liked to be in the bar and he remembered the bullshit of the rich, thinking they were always something special, yet always fake. "Yes I do understand your reasoning, I myself do not miss my old life..I was adopted by a very wealthy couple..I too understand..they are all pretentious. However you seem very real to me." Luminous looked up at her face, admiring the details of her smooth white skin and small nose before meeting her seductive eyes again. "You Miss Darrowyne to me are astounding, how could anyone resist conversation with you?" He asked her, seeming a bit more involved in the conversation that before as his attention was focused on Miss Darrowyne.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightFall</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 03:24:55</strong>
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				Even as she took out her paint rag and carefully wiped the paint away from the bristles, Darrowyne knew that he was observing her, just as she was observing him. It was a silent dance of gestures and glances, one that she was thoroughly enjoying with him. She knew that when he looked, it was in the same manner that she did, a slow observation that took in details, like the way a cravat was tied or how a collar was starched just so. He, like her, could tell if a person's clothes were threadbare or of the finest linens. It was all there in the way his eyes moved so slowly. She enjoyed being the object of his observation as she continued to paint.<br><br>This time, Darrowyne picked out a different brush, square and thin, blocking out shapes of chairs and tables and the like with a few flicks of her hand. She moved quickly, violet eyes trained mostly on the objects in the room. Colors seemed to be second nature to her, adding a bit of red to warm up the light that was hitting the ancient tables in front of them. There was a little chuckle before she replied to him. "One would think I was a succubus the way these people steer clear from me." She stopped painting long enough to stare into his eyes. "Do you honestly think that I'm a succubus? And if I were one, wouldn't you think I would have done something by now that was so blatant that you would find me absolutely irresistible?" In jest, she fluttered her eyelashes at him and pursed her lips in a mockery of a person angling for a kiss. Her shoulders shook with laughter afterwards. "No, Luminous, I'm afraid that is not what I am." The laughter faded to just a grin, her eyes open and honest as they took in the fine bone structure of his face. "None of them would dare come up to me to tell me that I'm beautiful as you have." Her voice got rougher, quieter. "I find that you are quite beautiful yourself." The artist in her saw the fine skin and that edge of danger that he somehow projected just by sitting there. It would be quite the feat to capture his exact expression on canvas.<br><br>"As far as conversation goes, I sometimes feel the lack of it, though I am a solitary person by nature." She replaced her brush with a thinner one still, a steady hand painting in the numerous lines that would be the legs and tables sprouting all over the canvas in precise locations. "You, however, have provided me with a worthy person to converse with. Something about you feels...real to me, as you put it." Darrowyne looked over the cigar box that she used as her makeshift easel to smile at him. <br><br>"So, you say that you were raised in a wealthy family yet do not miss your old life. I'm curious now. What brings you to Silver Moon then? Business? Pleasure? A longing to wander?" Her grin became teasing. "A lost love perhaps?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kenshin</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 06:46:37</strong>
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				<br>Luminous took in all of Miss Darrowyne's words, as if her words were from that of an interesting book in which he couldn't stop reading. Luminous's grin was very slight when she had mocked him, it brought him pleasure to watch her purse her lips and to laugh at him, he enjoyed the strange interaction. He enjoyed that she felt she was his equal, even after having stared him in the eyes several times. Most human's would have been in a state of awe having seen into his eyes, but she although interested in him as he was in her, she was not because of his alluring energy in his eyes. Luminous let off a small and silent bit of laughter. <br><br>&nbsp;Luminous thought about her question about if she was a succubus, wouldn't he think she would have done something to make her irresistible to him? and weighed how he should answer it. The problem was she already had attracted him, and he did feel she was irresistible in a sense. Luminous looked into her eyes, although she had already looked back down at her painting, and spoke a bit more directly than before, complimenting her. "despite you have just confirmed that you are not a succubus, did you think maybe I thought you may be because I already find you irresistible?" Luminous decided he would banter with her to see how she would react, and to perhaps further the conversation in a more direct manner. His eyes the moved to her hands and to what he could see of what she was doing. He thought about sitting next to her to watch, but it would be harder to make eye contact with her if he were next to her, this being the reason he had sat across from her.<br><br>Luminous suddenly was curious to something else, why was it that no one else had talked to her besides the barkeep and himself? What drove people away from her? Luminous again began to wonder what people thought was wrong with her. He felt a certain bit of sadness in her voice that passed through him from her mouth with her confession that no one would call her beautiful as he had done. "You are beautiful, very strange to me, but you must think I am strange as well, especially since I am the only one who had been able to talk to you.." Luminous wondered if she even picked up that he wasn't human. Perhaps she mistook it for beauty? Luminous would dare not tell her what he was, as he did not quite feel it was appropriate unless asked, at least in public. Even then, he would need a reason to answer her. <br><br>Luminous folded his hands and leaned forward at a slight angle to see how she painted with those delicate yet strong fingers of hers. When she smiled at her he responded with a smile as well, as it made him happy to see he smile. Luminous thought she was beautiful, and her smile was exquisite, how could he not be delighted by someone who managed to please him, without first engaging in sexual acts, nor giving him anything of value besides conversation and a beautiful face to look at. However, she was more than that, and Luminous couldn't tell why she was. Perhaps it was because she was like him, Luminous thought, and this thought in particular made him want to know her more. <br>Luminous didn't look at too much besides Miss Darrowyne since she had walked in the building. If it wasn't her it was her quickly paced painting, or her belongings that he was focusing on, such as her brushes or her curious ring. His attention was then brought back to her as he heard her speak. "Yes, a wealthy family for me was a disaster waiting to happen, I got bored and started messing around with my step father's oldest daughter. I am now free to do what I wish, why miss that life?" Luminous's voice was very calm, as if he wasn't talking about his own past, but telling a story, "as for my purpose here in silver moon, a little of all I suppose, Business, yes, I came back here for a lovely dagger, which I now have. Pleasure, not the kind I am accustomed to but yes, at least now that I have met you.." He grinned devilishly, now that he decided he would tease her back. "A longing to wander.." Luminous stopped for a moment and thought, "you know, I have been wandering for a long time now, and until I find something worth sticking around for I will continue. As far as a lost love, well my sweet Darrowyne, there shall hopefully be another time for that explanation. " The way in which he spoke hinted it had something to do with Miss Darrowyne, just in the tone of his voice and the way he looked at her, seeming he was looking at a painting of utmost value. "What about you Miss Darrowyne, why are you here in Silver moon, are you searching for pleasure or a lost love as well?" Luminous further teased.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightFall</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 12:34:11</strong>
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				"I do not find you strange at all, Luminous." She stopped looking at the room and the tiny painting long enough to search his face. What she found there was an expression of curiosity and thoughtfulness. Darrowyne favored him with another one of her winsome smiles. "I do think that you are quite bold, coming right up to me and sitting down for a conversation. I know of no one else in Silver Moon who would do that without asking permission first, if they even think to ask at all." Folding the painting rag meticulously to keep the soiled areas tucked away, she absently wiped down the bristles of her brush, tamping it down into a little metal container that smelled of mineral spirits that she opened. The clear spirits blossomed with the leftover pigments in her brush. She bit her lip, the first signs of a rosy blush spreading over her delicate cheekbones. "And bolder still for saying that you find me irresistible." A hand came up to tuck away a strand of hair that came perilously close to the glistening wetness of the freshly painted canvas. "I believe that's another first."<br><br>To hide the fact that he affected her so, she switched brushes and began to paint. Swiftly this time. It seemed as though she knew where every lump of color was in the box. Her eyes hardly left the various people in the room. Bristles bent and touched the canvas before pulling away leaving numerous marks. A shirt, a hat, a face, an arm, a leg, on and on, fast little flicks until the tables on the canvas were occupied with people. And in the dark swathe of shadow between the doorway and the window, she painted Luminous as she first saw him when she walked in. All angular lines and confident pose. Even without much detail in the tiny painting, it was clear who it was. The ease of his pose belied the restless man within.<br><br>The dabbing motions slowed as she listened to him speak of the reasons he was here. Her ears perked up when she heard him say <em>my sweet Darrowyne</em>. "Perhaps you'll find a good enough reason to stay in Silver Moon." Her eyes twinkled in merriment. "I am here because this is my home. Around here, I am known as Lady Darrowyne Brightmoon, of Brightmoon Manor." She pointed out the door, a bit to the northwest with the end of her brush. "I live outside of the town proper in my family's estate, and have lived there alone since my parents passed away. People find it odd." She shrugged, the casual move looking elegant still. "They fear the power of the Brightmoons, I suppose, though much of it really isn't true."<br><br>She heard a little snort of disbelief from a hunched old man sipping at a pint of ale. Darrowyne's eyes narrowed a bit as they flicked towards him, the slight move succeeding in silencing the man. Her attention returned to Luminous. "You see? Just a glance and they act as if I might do something terrible to them." That impish look settled about her face once more, most evident in her smile. "Perhaps you should be wary of being around me."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kenshin</strong> on <strong>12-11-2009, 06:53:51</strong>
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				Luminous laughed under his breath for a moment when she told he was not strange, his gaze was immersed within her eyes, as if trying to communicate with her soul. Luminous was flattered that she did not think him strange. He drew the conclusion that she didn't know many people but herself, therefore he wouldn't be strange as they were a lot alike as far as he could tell. Luminous though thought Darrowyne to be very strange, as he thought himself to be. His thoughts questioned again why anyone would be afraid of her, perhaps the did have a reason and she just wasn't aware? He decided he would find out. The smell of the minerals and paints pulled him out of his thoughts in time for him to notice her cheeks flush red. "Perhaps it is just me then who finds you irresistible, perhaps the fear they have of you makes you a risk, and I see beyond that risk perhaps.." Luminouses tone itself spoke wonders of the advances he was attempting with Miss Darrowyne. The simple curve in his mouth showing that he was indeed enjoying himself, yet seemingly sadistic was his smiled. Luminous was very pleased with the way the conversation was going, seeing as he had been successful in making Miss Darrowyne seem attractive.<br><br>When Miss Darrowyne started to paint again Luminous could sense that she was nervous, although he wouldn't dare say anything to embarrass her about it. He figured he would divert his attention to his dagger. The simplistic metals used to make the blade he had now placed on the table. Made of Silver with a beautiful black hard leather handle, encrusted with small rubies. The blade was double edged, and sharp enough to split skin with ease. Silver being a difficult metal to melt down and shape, also made it hard to dull the blade, thus it was a very reliable but expensive blade. Luminous had actually bought it off the black market, having no desire to know where it had come from he didn't ask questions and he paid the man his money for retrieving it. Luminous looked at his reflection, seeing the tint of red still in his eyes and at the same time hoping that Miss Darrowyne had not noticed it as he let let his lust for beautiful things control his speech and actions for the moment.<br><br>Luminous looked back up at Miss Darrowyne hearing her speak to him again. He noticed what seemed to be joy when he looked into her eyes now, after she spoke of him finding a reason to stay. Luminous again smiled at the opportunity to flirt with her, "Perhaps I will, depends really. Maybe should you give me a reason I will stick around, as you are the only reason I have stayed in this dump for this long." Luminous the listened to the unexpected reasoning she gave him for being in Silver moon, the thought of her living alone brought upon further thoughts of knowing her. Luminous ran his hand through his hair out of nervousness at his bad thoughts, however he did not attempt to escape them. "You live alone? Completely alone? Or besides your staff?" Luminous figured she would have a staff, it just seemed right for her, and how could she live completely alone? "Perhaps you should show me some time, I'd show you my place..but it is simply a room in a hotel, not unless you care to see empty dresser drawers and a dirty floor." Luminous wondered how he could tolerate such conditions, but the principal of being able to sleep anywhere had been with him for a while. His eyes seemed to reset when she mentioned the power of the Bright Moons, not that he had heard of them before, but it seemed as though the name in itself had power. "Tell me of this power, or the myth of the power since you seem to deny it. I am curious to know more about you, and in particular why you are to enchanting to me.." Luminous still had a doubt of her being normal, he couldn't reach a conclusion on why he was so attracted to her that fit her being a normal human mortal. Luminous picked up something else inside of her, perhaps locked away deep inside of her.<br><br>Luminous hadn't been paying attention to the man who snorted, as in he didn't hear him. However he could see the complete fear in his eyes when she looked at him. Luminous had a sinister look on his face at this point but he was still very reserved. Luminous laughed a bit louder than he had since he met Darrowyne, not exactly loud, but louder. Noticeable my only those actually watching him. This was a result of her telling him he should be wary around him. If she only knew what he was, then perhaps she would be wary around him. But Luminous wanted to gain her trust, not bring her harm. "Why should I be wary of you? Because I simply wont be able to stop thinking about you after you have seduced me with your spell, too late love.." Luminous continued to flirt with her, more so than before, feeling it was working more and more.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightFall</strong> on <strong>16-11-2009, 09:15:20</strong>
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				Darrowyne chose to say nothing about how people in town perceived her. After all, it was up to him to judge whether or not he was brave enough to take the risk get entangled with the likes of her. She quietly sat and finished her painting. With the finest brush she had adding bright, white highlights that she saw - the sparkle of a glass, the reflected light on a picture frame, the glint on someone's glasses, or simply the burning white light shining on one of the better tables. <br><br>Thinking about reflections made her notice that he had diverted his attention to a very interesting looking dagger in his hands. Quite ornate, and silver from what she could tell, she peered at it with interest, the cold looking metal glinting in his pale grasp. "A lovely thing, really." She smiled up at him as she started putting away her brushes, each of them lovingly wiped clean of paint and swirled a few times in the mineral spirits. "It seems as though you are fond of lovely things." She had the same fondness, though not for things as ornate as his dagger, finding simple beauty in the deep blue of fired glass or the delicacy of a painted teacup. Things that found their way into her home, to be looked at or painted, or both.<br><br>She started to recognize what he was doing. Why, the gentleman was flirting with her. Darrowyne found herself quite flattered. Another cup of tea appeared at her elbow, the bartender shooting a clear warning glance at Luminous. So much so that Darrowyne felt she had to intervene. Her hand came up in a staying gesture. "Truly, Master Gilnath, there is no need to scowl at him so. He is quite entertaining and is quite welcome to sit at my table." The hefty bartender hesitated for a few moments, torn between complying with her request and staying to protect her. In the end, he sketched a little bow and took his leave. "As you wish, Lady Darrowyne."<br><br>"As you see, Luminous, not all people are wary of me. And, I have no spell to seduce you with." There it was again, that wry smile. He was flirting with her again, saying the most wonderful things. She felt an urge to touch the hands that were playing with the dagger. Instead, she slipped the finished painting into a little slot in the lid of the paintbox, keeping it safely away from the rest of the paint within. The way it fit, it looked as though it were framed, though it looked quite like a shoddy frame with fresh licks of paint all around. "You want a reason to stay a bit longer?" A touch of boldness took hold of her, probably urged by the constant fearful looks around her. "How about a visit to Brightmoon? I could offer you a fine meal. Brynne, the cook, is quite good." A small smile played across her lips as she rolled her brushes up in its cloth carrier. "I wish I could say that I would cook for you, but sadly, unless you want things either raw or burnt, having Brynne make something for us would be your best bet." There was something intimate in the way she used the word "us." She flushed once more.<br><br>Everything went back into the satchel except for the paintbox that she left open, her eye roaming critically over the tiny scene within. She took sips of her tea while she openly stared at Luminous over the rim of her cup. Darrowyne wondered if he would take her up on her offer and stay a bit longer. He truly was the most interesting thing she had happened upon in a while. Her violet eyes shone a bit brighter as she kept watch.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kenshin</strong> on <strong>25-11-2009, 07:32:24</strong>
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				Luminous looked into the brilliantly crafted, yet simple painting Darrowyne had finished. Luminous wondered what else she painted, seeing as she liked taverns he figured she liked dark and dirty places. How unlike the rich Luminous thought, to see beauty in the darker things in life. He figured that's perhaps why she was interested in him in a sense. <br><br>Luminous noticed she was looking at his dagger before she even spoke. He could see the attraction to it in those violet eyes of hers. He nodded in response as she told him it was lovely, watching her as she put away her painting supplies for any other gestures she might offer. "Indeed I am fond of 'lovely' things" Luminous stressed the word lovely when he spoke, and his eyes got a little bit wider as he said the word lovely. "This dagger is similar to your paint brush Miss Darrowyne.." Luminous added, being quite fond of blood. <br><br>Luminous listened to the footsteps of the bartender walking over and watched him as he gave Darrowyne more tea, then glancing at him. Luminous couldn't help but smile, sadistic as it may be. Luminous kept his mouth shut as the man was no threat to him and he knew Darrowyne wouldn't look fondly of him acting rude, or threatening the bar tender. Luminous realized the man was loyal to her, and he wondered why. <br><br>Luminous's attention was brought away from his thoughts once more to hear Miss Darrowyne speak to him, he looked at her curiously as she told him she had no spell to seduce him, "then perhaps I have found a woman whom my time is worth going after?" Luminous felt uneasy about the words as he spoke them, but he was somewhat surprised at his realization. He looked at her face, he eyes..her skin. Had he found a woman who he could truly respect? He wasn't yet sure, but he knew she had similar tastes as him, her fascination art, although in a different way. Luminous thought as he scanned her, her his eyes fixated again on her dress. What were the odds? Luminous's thoughts flourished many possibilities and he then realized he would have to find out as much as he could about this woman, preferably in private where she could speak to him without unwanted ears hearing him, and where he could also talk to her. "A visit to Brightmoon?" Luminous asked, his eyebrows raised as did the corners of his mouth. "That would be 'lovely' Miss Darrowyne.." Luminous replied.<br><br>Luminous stared deeply into her eyes as she stared at him, smiling without the ability to stop himself from doing so. Luminous's eyes shown his obsession for this woman, and he knew he didn't have to hide it. He could see the way she looked at him, and he figured she was hiding a bit of how she felt. Luminous put his dagger back into its sheath attached to his belt. Luminous then stood up from the table and put his hair back in a ponytail as it would annoy him if he walked on a windy day with it in his face. "Could we leave right now?" Luminous asked, hoping she would say yes, feeling as if there were no other reason to stay in the tavern. Luminous walked over to Darrowyne, his eye contact remained fixed inside of hers. He reached out his hand, offering to help her up. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>NightFall</strong> on <strong>28-11-2009, 13:20:28</strong>
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				Darrowyne wasn't exactly expecting him to accept so readily. So few people ever wanted to have anything to do with her in this town unless they specifically wanted something from her. Her violet gaze lingered on his outstretched hand. He had long, lean fingers. They were beautiful, really. She thought about how Luminous spoke of his stepfather and the daughter that he had fooled around with. How did those hands touch her? Gently? Roughly? With passion? Shaking her head at the sudden turn of her thoughts, Darrowyne dropped her gaze. "We can certainly leave right now. Let me just take care of the tea here for a moment," she said briskly. She found her money purse easily enough in the satchel and left a few coins for the bar tender. It was the same was she always left, far too much for just a cup or two of tea. She had fondness for Gilnath and his establishment. This was only one way to show him her appreciation.<br><br>Stuffing the pouch back into her satchel and heaving the leather strap onto her shoulder, Darrowyne placed her hand in Luminous' outstretched one. Palm on palm, they touched, fingers curling around each other's hands. Her skin tingled, feeling so warm to the touch and transmitted a slight current that he felt on contact. The same pleasant current that he felt radiated from her palm up to her arm and settled into her chest, making her breath catch and her eyes grow more violet for the scant moment that she stared into his eyes. "Shall we, then?" <br><br>With her hand safely tucked into the crook of his elbow, both burgundy clad figures headed for the door. Glancing over her shoulder, she waved at the bartender. "The service was wonderful as usual, Master Gilnath, but I believe I shall be heading home now." There was a tightness in the bartender's jowl as he silently watched the pair leave. Everyone else was quiet, the silence only broken when the door swung shut behind them and they were out on the street once more. Through the wavy glass of the tavern's windows, pairs of eyes stared curiously after them. Darrowyne smiled up at Luminous as she hailed a carriage. "Pay them no attention. I'm sure they are merely curious as to why I am leaving with you. And frankly, I care not what they think."<br><br>The rather tired looking carriage with a pair of swaybacked horses pulled up beside them. An elderly carriage driver gave them a curt nod. "You be going back to the Manor, Lady Darrowyne? Old Evhar told us cabbies to keep an eye out for ye." Nodding politely at the driver, she excused herself to Luminous for a moment. "I shall be back momentarily." Wandering over towards the pair of dingy, once-white horses, she stretched a palm out and rubbed at each velvety nose, bowing her head for just a second and whispering to each of the horses. They whickered in turn. First one, then the other. They both stood straighter afterwards, looking more sprightly than when they had first pulled up. Patting each of them firmly on the neck, she rejoined Luminous, her smile bright. The old driver turned his rheumy eyes towards her, his expression softening. "Thank ye kindly for that, Lady Darrowyne." <br><br>With another nod at the driver, Darrowyne settled into the interior of the coach, placing her satchel on the far side of the seat and waited until Luminous sat down beside her. The seats and the floor were surprisingly clean. "Off we go, laddies, to Brightmoon Manor." The old cabby called out to the horses before flicking the reins, sending the carriage rumbling on its way along the unevenly cobbled streets. Every so often, a rather large bump jostled Luminous and Darrowyne together. She laughed. "It's the springs on the carriage. It doesn't do that nearly as much as when Evhar has my carriage. He keeps that one well sprung." She found herself staring up at him, wondering at the impetuousness that led her to invite him to come to dinner. Somehow, she was quite glad he accepted. Feeling a bit self-conscious for gazing at his face so much, Darrowyne turned towards the window.<br><br>The town of Silver Moon slipped past the window, giving way to fields that glimmered in golden hues in the afternoon light. She found herself enraptured with the light. A dainty finger pointed out the window. "I could stand in that very spot right there, just underneath the shade of that oak tree and paint all of that field behind it." Leaning in close, she whispered as though she were sharing a secret. "It's not all one color like people think. In that sea of wheat are pinks and violets, blues and greens. You just have to know where to look." Part of her knew she was filling the void with conversation, trying to remain calm by idly chattering to him as the carriage creaked and swayed towards Brightmoon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The angel with red eyes (Arcaina and Nightfall)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kenshin</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 06:32:35</strong>
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				Luminous was pleased by her response, being ready to leave. Luminous watched her curiously as she set down her money, wondering why tied her to the bartender and why she was so kind. Luminous lifted her to her feet as she took his hand, her hands gave his a strange feeling as they touched, of course it was to his liking whatever it was. He figured he was excited to be with someone interesting again, in fact she was one of the most interesting people he ever met. Their eyes met as soon as she was on her feet, Luminous had to resist the sudden urge to kiss her. Her eyes were merciless with beauty. "Yes.." He responded a bit late, drowned in his thoughts of infatuation. <br><br>As they began to head for the door Luminous felt eyes on him, more than just the bar tender's eyes. He smiled at the thought of people watching him, loathing him perhaps? He didn't know, but it was usual that people didn't like him for one reason or another, and he had grown quite fond of it. Luminous listened to Darrowyne's reaction to the eyes, as she tried to calm him. "Doesn't bother me Darrowyne, although I am quite curious as to why they are staring at us.." Luminous said to her as he looked up at the carriage and the kind faced driver. <br><br>As Darrowyne left him for a moment to tend to the horses he had time to think of what he was doing, wondering what would happen as a result of him going to the manor. He knew Darrowyne was different from any other woman he had ever laid eyes on, and he was going to figure out why. He knew it couldn't merely be lust fueling the feeling so unfamiliar to him. Luminous watched Darrowyne whisper to the horses, trying to figure her out by looking for signs. He couldn't see what she had done with the horses, but whatever she did they were much more content. Darrowyne seemed content as well Luminous noticed. She hadn't given any signs of uncomfortably since he had approached her, and he figured this was a good thing.<br><br>Luminous climbed in after Darrowyne and sat next to her and soon after the driver announced the destination and they were off. Luminous noted the cleanliness of the carriage interior as was rather comfortable inside of it, especially the fact that the seats were comfortable helped. As soon as Luminous decided he liked the carriage a bump in the road caused him and Darrowyne to collide. When Darrowyne laughed Luminous looked up at her and listened to her speak of how it was the springs. "Well then I am thankful that we aren't in Evhar's carriage then." Luminous replied. Luminous was quite witty and flirtatious when the moment called for it, and so far he had taken almost every opportunity he got with Darrowyne to show her that. He hoped it would make her comfortable with him.<br><br>Luminous turned and faced the front, soon after that he noticed Darrowyne look at him for a moment and look away out the window. Luminous gazed upon her silky white skin as she was turned away, her neck to him was very appealing. "Don't be shy love.." Luminous said to her as he closed his eyes, wondering how she would react to him calling her out. Just then she whispered in his ear what she thought of the field they were passing by. He turned his head and looked at her with a friendly gaze, again resisting the urge to kiss her as she was close to him. <br><br>As she continued to talk to him about the colors he looked out the window trying to understand what she was saying with a visual. Luminous looked out in the distance at the trees and the forest. Luminous was a fan of nature, this was in all aspects. People, animals plants and especially the nature of the mind. Luminous then saw in a distance the Brightmoon Manor, which he had only seen from a distance before and never up close. Luminous turned and looked at Darrowyne, "Seems we are almost there.." He said with a calm tone, yet he was anxiously awaiting the arrival and what was to come.
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