Unheeded Warnings [Alexander & Oreida Wesker]
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				Title: <strong>Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 02:34:09</strong>
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				<em>[Player Note: All Credit goes to my beloved Alexander, for coming up with something utterly delicious, I could not pass up.]</em><br><br>&nbsp;Limber. Not many women around her age can move like that, the fluid grace, the silent tap of each step like the rising gale of a restless morning. Hairs like corn silk, thick and intangible, as it never kinks or knots despite her impulsive motions. She runs and wavers as if teetering on faultless equilibrium, yet she will never dance in communal grounds. The wild heart still beats, ever free. Great, wide eyes contain whirlwinds of emotions and starlet coloration they have to be frame with extraordinary ebony lashes that bow and sweep like a butterflies’ jubilant flutter. Skin is an imperial peach hue, soft and almost like the waning light of the new risen moon. The tone is even and thorough, no sign of discoloration could be seen, although not many have had the incidental pleasure of seeing the buxom form sky clad during her Lunar Purification Ritual. <br><br>Her nails are white like ivory, thick and hard, there are even times when they could feel like blades with how she tends over them with apt care. Her teeth are straight and white, peppermint oil and ginger root can do such marvelous things for a person’s teeth. At night she glitters like prismatic wraith, and in the morning light’s caress there is a golden and ivory sheen about her, yet there is one simply, less celestial way about her. Twin spin horns splay from her temples to curl back away from her cranium and greet the obverse of her countenance with a comfortable distance.&nbsp; They are colored of a coppery bronze, light and appearing so less then gentle as the rest of her.<br><br>Normally a pearly grey sun dress of nothing more noticeable, the fitting bodice plays a teasing game around the generous swell of her ample bosom before flitting down to her narrow ribs and tight curve of her waist before flaring out over her unyielding hips from the vigorous sporting she habits on daily. There are times when one can tell ever certain the only thing holding her from indecency is the admiral length of that dress, yet even then, there are a few moments from bends or splashes of water that truly show off her lack of shame in the most ‘unpretentious’ method. It holds slight webbed sleeves, like spider laced gloves, that stretch down to wrap around a delicate finger or two.<br><br>Within any light, this women is a Sorceress, despite her fey appearance and 'ginger madness' which keeps a smile on her face, she was also arrogant. With her growing knowledge of magic and sceince to aid her in covering many perspectivs of her talented casting, there was no one within the lands whom could compare. unfortunately, that was literal, she had not known of another mage or mystical user that had not stopped by through travels long enough to gain some knowledge from them. Everything she had, she learned from her sheer determination to read up on the subject and her natural flair for shaping and weaving energy.<br><br>Now she was bored, she was running out of books to study. She read the ones she acquired over and over in the stretch of her life. She didn't want to be limited to these spells, they served her well, but she needed more. Eltumnus Krieg's Trinkets and Tomes usually placed speical orders for her, even though it cost most of her purse change with how rare it was to track it down.. She might was well stroll through.. <br><br><em>" Good afternoon, Mister Krieg."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 02:43:16</strong>
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				The somewhat elderly man looked up from his book and smiled softly at the young sorceress that waltzed into the shop. "Oh, good day to you Dulcinae. How might you be today." He was a warmhearted old man, but he had his sides as any other person did. Standing up, he was a rather short little man. "What brings you into the shop today M'dear? I dont recall having anything waiting for you... Hmm... perhaps there is something among my wares you wish to look at. You do have such a curious mind."
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				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 03:10:46</strong>
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				<em>"Thnk you for noticing."</em> She give a cheeky smile with a gracious courtes that was slowly draw out as to play like some elegant creature. The bronze horns glittered umong the spiral gold curls. <em>" You always have such interesting little trinkets in your inventory, Mister Krieg. I suppose an item to entertain me rather then dutious study would suffice.." </em> &nbsp; Her finger fondly following the shape of a lovely little porcelian doll, her dress in silks with a wide brim bonnet, made the little doll look so much like a noble innocent girl.&nbsp; her eyes lifted to the books, walls and shelves full of books, each seperated by genre and listed by title. The shelves were swamped with them. In other places there were old furnishings for comfort of guests and pretty little paintings with statues and figurines for sell.<br><br>" For once, i have money and I could perhaps allieve from shelf space for you.." She was taking her time, drifting though the store. occasionally she would pluck the book from a shelf and skim over it. Romance stories often catching her attention..They were all dreamy to her, a handsome stranger or a sexy rouge daring to steal the maiden's heart away. She sighed, toying with some fancy down feathers made itno a fan.&nbsp; She had the momeny to live the life she looked to uphold, but simple things kept her happy..And now, something else was about to perk her.. She was nowhere near the book when it fell off the shelf.. Going to retrieve it, the leather shaped to her hand. Soft and old.. Stealling a glance inside, her eyes wondered over the pages with wonderment..<br><br>A tome of spells? Just mixed in with the romance novels? There was no title, only a round medallion embedded into the tome, A red ribbon acting as a book mark and the fine gold leaf pages... It was perfect! It held things she had never seen before!<br><br><em>" Mister Krieg?.."</em> She quickly came to the front of the store.<em>" What of this book? May I purchase this?"</em><br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 03:26:20</strong>
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				His face peered up to her when she called his name, the elderly man walking over to her. "Oh... So you have stumbled upon it." He said with a bit of wonderment, looking at where she had discovered the book. "Yes, yes this is a very rare book... And not just rare, there is an entity sealed within the pages. A demon im told. Very old, though now he lay dormant for many years... quite a find that." He said lightly. "You may purchase this book Dulcinae, i would rather it be in capable hands than in the hands of this old man.."
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				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 03:49:23</strong>
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				A demon? Her mind echoed the word with some curiosutiy. She heard of mages, sorcerors, and shamans conjouring spiritual entities, but rarly did she hear of demons being sealed within items. How masterful the creatures are, they could be used in such ways by only the most powerful weavers of the arcane.<br><br><em>" Quite a find, indeed! I only heard stories of such mystical objects, it would be a marvelous addition of knowledge. " &nbsp;</em> She cooed, hugging the book to her chest, the soft woren leather felt warm even through the material of her grey sundress, resonating a tingling sensation through her. How exciting! <em>" Oh mister krieg,a great man like you is too humble. Your worth your weight in gold with how generous you've been to me. Now, name a price for me. I'm eager to learn these spells. So many I don't know. I wonder what this demon's name is.. What the legend was.."</em> She chimed, her fingers tracing small patterns over the book, she felt her engery crackle through her. What mysterious lay unpicked would soon be hers to explore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 04:02:43</strong>
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				He smiled warmly at her. How could anyone charge for knowledge? "Ill tell you what my dear, Take the book, its yours." he said rather happily, placing his hands on her shoulders. "No old man could say no to you seeing that genuine search for knowledge on your young face. Its too wondrous that you so actively seek knowledge." He led her to the front desk, and looked up at her. "Though i do ask, that you be extremely careful. From what i understand, the demon that dwells within these pages predates all records and even tales. no one knows a thing about him. If you plan on dealing with him, do it carefully."
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				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 04:15:55</strong>
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				<em>" Oh! How glorious!"</em> Her silvery eyes obtain the molten hue of mercury, an opque swirl of emotion whirlwinding beyond the whimsical looks of a wily nymph. Her shoulder arch softly to meet his hands, absolutely tickled at her good fortune. If ever there was a thing she could have done to repay him, she would. Anything at all. Though the little information of the demon was shrugged off with a sweet tilt of her golden tesseled head. <br><br><em>" Oh, don't spend your concern on me. The simple law of summoning is a binding spell to keep him tempered."</em> She murmured casually, obviously unconcerned with the lack of story." I'll find out about this little creature myself then."<em></em>
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				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 04:35:14</strong>
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				"Very well then my dear. I know your very bright, and very careful as it is. You will do just fine im sure." he smiles at her, and then opens the door for her. "Please then, dont let this old fool keep you. Go, and sate your hunger to learn." he looked genuinelt happy that his old bookstore contributed something to a young persons mind.
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				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 04:53:14</strong>
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				She spent a moment to bend at the waist, her lips rewarded the kind man with a kiss upon his cheek before she clutched her book tightly to her milky ample breasts and it was soon that she waved him goodbye and ran through the streets. Wavering to and fro out of the beating of her heart. Such a generous man, but to give away something so valueable. He must have though so dear of her, but whom wouldn't. She knew she was lovely and her curiousity and thirst for knowledge was the only thing to rival her polished countenance. <br><br>Cown the old abby, her bare feet beeting against the cobble stone streets, a horse whinnies in fright as she dodged out infront of them without ceasing a step./ leaving a farmer to curse her foolish actions. Passing the bakery, the sweet scents beckoned thoughs with empty tummies to gather, she tossed them a few coins since she had not spent it on the one whom mattered dear. Herself. The childern squealed with delight, rushing to the store with their little fortunes as she set down the street, her feet barely touching the ground, barely giving resonance to her sprint home.<br><br>Down on an ol dirt road, her cottage by the sea was warm and cozy, only for her. Roses bloomed, and the vines were in blossom, giving her home a soothing perfume that calmed her nerves. She Quickly opened the cellar doors and walked down to the concrete chambers.. Metal tables, firm wooden chairs like morbid thrones reside with tools, bekers, and tubes. A large hearth and a thick furr rug where she would rest after long experiments. Dulcinae felt her heart leaping with excitement, it almost felt like her body was on fire as she turned the book open and searched through the pages... 
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				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 05:23:45</strong>
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				As she searched the pages, the fervor of the little leafing sent you to the near back of the book, where a very old page lay inside of the book, separate the book itself. It was aged, but legible. On it, it explained the story of the demon his age, dated back before recorded time. his age was at least now, in range of your mind. Though the description, he hides in the body of a man, or rather a mans image. His true form is unknown, as he can assume as many forms as he wishes....
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				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 05:54:10</strong>
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				He could be thousands of years old... Krieg had let her be aware that this demon had been surpressed into this book only a few years ago.. She slightly wondered if he ment only a few years or maybe a few lifetimes. Perhaps he left soemthing out, perhaps she should have asked more questions, but she brushed them off and went about her work. The electricity she felt flowing into her body almost wished her not to stay still, energetic and thorough, taking thsalt off from the wall there was a degree of knowledge that made her take some precarious steps. Spinning a circle of saltto encase the protection spell she was to seal the demon within. With powdery white chalk, a large circle was crafted to be ten feet in diameter with another circle inside of that being eight feet in diameter. Between the two circles and started incasing them with acrane langauge to bind the demon to it's place. Withing hte double cicler of protection, she drew a hexagram ment for summoning a will greater then her own, the transition would play out smoother..<br><br>She would have to bring out from items to form the body, though luckily enough she had enough raw materials to start. Water, iodyne, sulfite, carbon magnesium, fish oil, the list was piled into bowls on a pile of black ash from her hearth. Hours later, she worked meticulously and finally returned to the book, silver eyes scan over the anceint page with delicate care, looking for any items needed for this particular summoning.. 
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				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 06:54:04</strong>
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				From what can be read, there are no further components to the spell she was preparing. All that was needed was there, and prepared. From the book itself, a strange aura was rising, like the being inside of the book could feel the magic stirring in the room, and was becoming restless with anticipation... 
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				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>22-09-2008, 08:14:57</strong>
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				Dulcinae's hands ripped away from the book, started at the great feeling that seemed to shoot through the entire course of her body. Painless, fast, harsh, and warm, like liquid fire had become her blood. The pace of her heart quickened til it raing in her ears, cloths, even as loose as they were felt too tight like it played a tauting game over all-too-sensitive skin. her hair felt heavy, the buxom rounds of supple breasts weighed down her chest and nipples perked into hard buds until the lacy brazier began to chafe. It was then, the sorceress noticed her femininity and just how sultry her core felt, it was burning through those silken lace throng. " What trickery is this?.."<br><br>never felt soaware of her sexuality or the curve of her body the men along her street had leered at. Ginger hands hover over the ancient tome, feeling the immense stirring of a powerful aura, for a moment fear crept in but she threw it away as the sensation she barely knew had no purpose in her mind. <br><br>It would take a moment, but she couldn't afford this to happen again. Backing away from the book, she tok a few scroll and started her work again, her mind trying to veer to the sensations she felt, but her iron will would not allow it. With a scholar's meticulous crafting, she written up the binding spells. A demon so strong could break all chains of natural or motral craft. These restrain of greater magic would act to restrain the beast's arms and legs and tail even if the protective barrier is breeched. Trowing the five scrolls into an intricate pattern, sealing them with her blood, she added this last ingridment to the pile of materials. A blood pact, to bound their lifeforce together... Stepping away, she looked to the book and brought it to a little circle of it's own as to allow the passing from her book to the protective circle without losing control of the circles. With this, she lifted her arms, fingers dancing infront of her with a purposeful sway, bringing words from her heart to give them power.<br><br><em>Dulcinae Hallowstone bids unto thee, come forth to manifest this outworld entity.&nbsp; Long living demon ensnared by hands of mortal, laying dormat til now as I open the portal." &nbsp;</em> Energy crackled she fetl her body so imbuned with power it was almost intoxicating, as if the demon was aiding her in freeing him, but she denied that thought. This was her own power, she was the great sorceress in these lands and none ever oppossed her. Excitement crawled in as the material started to meld together and bubble and grown, forming into soemthing dark.. <em>" My blood binds us, seperate yet one. Scrolls of binding kept him bound, from all his magice and strength unfound. Untold power, unknown beast waken and come."</em> She could see the scarlet lights of hellion eyes slowly turning gold and then a cold silver, something menancing and almost overbearing, it torn into her and she couldn't stop the summoning as even the winds came from some unknown place and whipped through her golden hair. <em>" Arise, I summon you!"</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>24-09-2008, 19:59:03</strong>
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				A fright flame encompasses the area of the circle, and as it subsides, the image of a man appears in the smoke. The man is on his knees, his head lowered toward the ground, easily seeing him panting and heaving in breath. His hair was mid length, and as white as a ghost. his skin, evenly tan colored, shining with sweat and cut with gracious muscle. His head slowly rose, looking up to the woman that summoned him. His eyes glacial blue, an unnatural shade of it in fact. His face appeared that of a man in his 30s, but he was far older. His body as bare as a newborns.<br><br>He looked around the room, A new, strange place for him to be. It was indeed something that he had wished, he wasnt brought into. It looked like a dungeon, and it felt like one as well. "Where am i..." He said in a low tone, somewhat resonant of another voice in his body. He looked up at the woman, presumably the summoner. "You... brought me from the book, didnt you..."
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				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>24-09-2008, 20:50:31</strong>
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				Wincing away from the sudden burst of hellion flame, the double circle holding the intensity of the burst from harming her, she could only be so lucky as to have taken the precaution her rich talents provided. Yet for now, slowly pulling down her hand too peek over, gazing over the male here, his breaths deep and heavy as if he had been sufficating. Claiming breath, his magnificent body heavying and muscules gliding under his dark skin.&nbsp; Snowy hair veiling his face from view until he looked right at her. A predator's eyes, the icy stare robbed her of breath. His hard face graciously aged, his hard body, no man could ever look like that!<br><br>She almost felt every piece of her respond to it and only when he spoke, those husky lost notes and those eyes turned back to the horned maiden.She couldn't find her voice for a moment,&nbsp; snared by the enthrallment of pure ruggedly handsome masculinity! A tight triumphant smile pulled her lips.&nbsp; " Do you see any other holding it?" &nbsp;Trying to regain some composure as she heft the leather tome, digits caressing the supple cover fondly. The moment she knew to trust her legs, using them to stand with&nbsp; a noble poise and look down to the sultry demon, smoldering from the smoke and fire he came from.<br><br>" There would be no other in the land with my talent and skill to be able to summon an ancient hellion on their lonesome. Lucky little me.." Her sornorous tones put the spicy flair in each word, carefully setting hte book upon a stone dias. Though something wrapped around his wrist and climbed to his arm, ankles that climbed to his well developed calves. From the ceilling there hung two scrolls,&nbsp; each one wraped to an arm. His legs the same tribute, loose shackles magically imbune to hold him should he prove dangerous. " There is nothing written about you so I intend to learn. Tell me your name.."
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				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>25-09-2008, 07:38:49</strong>
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				"My... Name?" He pondered her question for a good while. Though his attention turned to the ties that bound him. Though his movement wasnt halted, it seemed more for her protection than his imprisonment. He would tolerate them, for now. "Ive been called many things over the ages... My real name was lost some time ago..." He stood from the ground, his full height, standing around Six foot tall, his appearance more intimidating than he actually was.<br><br>"My name is Kael... That was the last name i have been known by... Who are you woman?"
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				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>25-09-2008, 19:36:46</strong>
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				Patiently, she waited, brewing water silently in the background as the male took his time to arnestly consider her words. She held her breath as the demon took notice of the snaking scrolls that allowed him movememnt, but merely kept him tether into the ring she summoned him. His voice as such a rough glide over her skin. Brushing past her clothes and stroking something wild, his strong handsome face.. What menace, she barely could look away and tried to resist the temptation of looking down the the&nbsp; bulky length of bareform.<br><br>“ You mean, you have no recollection of your true name?” &nbsp;How convenient! In magic such a simple thing, a name, given to the wrong person could be a powerful tool in of itself given the implication of weaving energy. It would have been it easier to work a stronger spell upon him, but perhaps he was lying. Or maybe he truly had no care for his name to be revealed, so he allowed it to fade from all memory. She might have to find another way to seek it out. Perhaps those whom sealed him within the book would know, they would have had to! She pulled a smile that almost seemed sincere, apearing to wave off the concern for that comment. <br><br>“ No matter.. I am Dulcinae, and this current location is the sub-level in one of my homes along these lands... Though, you look like no demon I have ever seen or read about.. To take the shape of a mortal man, not at all conspicuous, perfectly deceptive.” She slowly circled, carefully remaining outside the salt lines. The pounding of her heart rang in her ears at the sultry looking man, but his harden features and those piercing icy eyes kept the sorceress at bay. Though she held her head high as if she would not be intimidated. She would not, could not afford it. &nbsp;“ Are you vexed, Kael? You seem quite....'Despondent'. What is a source of nutrients?"<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>28-09-2008, 22:05:00</strong>
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				This woman was facinating to say the least... normally humans cower at the very sight of his eyes. Though he could feel her discomfort, she didnt show any of it at all. <em>interesting, to say the least.</em> "Nutrients... you speak of sustenance yes? I can eat, as a man would... My primary source of sating my hunger, is something i prefer not to practice openly..." he looked again at his wrists, so bound by the magics this girl seemed to have command over.<br><br>"My true name is not lost to me... What you hold is a small part of its entirety. It will suffice." He clenched his fist a few times, as if getting used to moving, and standing again. "Why is it you bring me here...?" 
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				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>29-09-2008, 21:40:12</strong>
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				Concentrating on what she was doing helped her keep from faltering like a nervous nelly at the sight of a male that stood a head taller then she. The lighting was grim, only the hearth applied crackles and pops of sound. She was thankful for it, deafening silence would have made her too nervous. The atmosphere was perfectly controled, this was her grounds and the demon was still a little meek from his banishment.&nbsp; He acknowledged he stil had his name, he was being tactful so there was still some chance she would get it out from him. taking out a small book from a shrouded cupboard, she tips it open to write down the little things he told her, things she should investigate later. A primary source of hunger? She shuddered to think those animal sacrifices were true, or that of a squallering baby to become a feast. Too dark for her.<br><br>As he tested the flex of his hand, his bound wrists, the inky scriptures of ancient latin glowered with a faint golden warning, drawing her attention immediately. <br>&nbsp;<br>"&nbsp; Well, I prefer you use your secondary means then. This is a small rural town, people know Heveryone here, they would notice if a live stock or person went missing." &nbsp;She didn't want to go too deeply into whatever he meant, it sounded to cruel and disgusting to her. Silver eyes noticed the&nbsp; hellish fires he emmited had scorched the cement, concealing the chalky powder into nothingness. <br><br>" I also would perfer to know your real name, but I suppose another time would do. " Her hands waved in the air, moving into an entrancing circle, her fingers dancing patterns in the air. the aura of her engery giving a prismatic silver glow and left streaks in the air. he could keenly see it. Soft whispers left her full lips, the slacked binds tightened as his a firm hand grabbed his forearms and started to quickly pull them over his head. His feet solely tuching the floor before pulling him slowly to the tip of his upper pads. The ones at his ankles bring his feet a shoulder width apart and grown taut to ground, holding him there.,<br><br>" Did you wish to remain in the book, Kael? Your simply here because I wanted to meet you. As I said, there is nothing written about you, it made me curious. I could send you back without a single care, I have met you so that has served my purpose.. " Very casual in her words, patient and cunning in her intellect. She held onto a wrapped cloth bundle and moved closer to him. " Though, our path is intertwined now with my blood pact that you answered to. So do you wish to hear what I want or should I prepare for your departure?..."
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				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>29-09-2008, 22:31:41</strong>
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				"Hmph." Was his only reply as the tethers tightened and made him unable to move. A slight grin forming on his lips. "Interesting... Very interesting." Was one of the only words he spoke for the longest time, his eyes raising to look into hers, though less intimidating and more amused. "Sure then... I have been trapped within the confines of that book for long enough. Its been ages since ive been at the mercy of a human... Though you seem to have transcended humanity in some small way..." he laughed, a lighthearted chuckle at the situation. He was waking a bit, and his true nature was beginning to show.<br><br>"Very well then." he said gently, tilting his head to the side a bit, looking at her with a short smile. "Show me why you brought me to this place..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>01-10-2008, 22:52:57</strong>
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				&nbsp;Breathless. <br><br>She held it for such a long moment as his masculine form rippled lazily with the voluntary assistance in stretching&nbsp; his form out. It took a moment for Dulcinae to realize she had not exhaled, slowly letting it out as not to draw attention, she took in a slow long breath to make it seem more like an excerise of breathing. Soundlessly, she admired his frame in the light of the hearth, the front of his body heavily darkened with shadow and caress by light, it ascended all the qualities that made such a sexy dangerous sight and the broody, fierce call of a demon.&nbsp; <br><br>He spoke, a mental quiver sent in her mind.<br><br>He almost looked satisfied... Puzzling development. She was almost expecting displeasure. Noticing his facial expression slowly softening, becoming more amused and curious with her dealings. The bronze gold of her horns gleamed light the ivory of her teeth at the rare case she grinned. For a moment she seemed&nbsp; wary, as if curious if that was some sort of deceitful spire on his part. “ No doubt that I created a great gap between the others and myself.. Though, I dare say, you seemed so pleased with being captive, even at the hands of a mortal.” Her voice serene, just as enchanting as the power she wield, it was a weapon all on it's own.<br><br>His laughter held a strange friendly warming sensation that crawled over her skin. His demeanor had changed so quickly, it must be a trick of some sort, but she was already closer to him. Silver eyes metting the glacier blues, studying that curve of his rough looking lips. <br>" I want to study you and with that, I demand this very verbal contract. Conditions contained, that 'You, Demon, will never bring harm, fatal nor damaging, upon me, Dulcinae Hallowstone, your entire entity by spirit, body, and power belongs to me, your Mistress and conjurer. You are to always protect me from peril, I am your priority. You are here because of my power, and the loss of my life will be the end of your own; by Blood Pact, we are bound. One, yet seperate.' Now repeat that as your own words and say 'As the Hand of Fate deems, it will be done'." &nbsp;There was no negotiating, the girl gone bold and was weaving her spell, it was on her terms he would have to agree. Even if not, she seemed rather confident he would.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>02-10-2008, 22:44:33</strong>
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				He smiled at her, amused and strangely alive. It had been a long time since he had been at the command of a human. She wasnt the first, but by far she would not be the last. "Its strange that humans desire demons as consorts so much that they will risk the unknown to have them. What would you have done if i were a berserker, or even an Exarch? no power you could muster would hold the blissfully reckless, or the most powerful of demons." He shook his head, long strands of his hair covering one of his glacial colored eyes. His face creased in a toothy grin. "I will not repeat your words... but what i wil do is agree to your pact." he said with a smile, his body taking on a slight glowing sheen, his body tensing, and a small rune appearing on his left peck.<br><br>"If this is indeed what you seek, the place your palm against the rune on my chest... this rune will be imprinted on your hand, and so long as it remains, so shall you." He explained, a rather gleeful smile upon his face. "Ive been with many a human, that have undertaken this pact, granted an ever living existence, and they would never make it past the first century. They become bored, loose their minds at the endless flow of time.... i wonder, will you be different? Would you last until the end of days as i will?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>02-10-2008, 23:13:49</strong>
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				For a demon, you think so much like a man. I think this clever image spoiled your mind." Her laughter sparkled up in a bright spring, like silvery bells that trinkled in the wind, it was carefree and so confident.&nbsp; His offer was tempting, but it wasn't the subject of her wants. They were already bound, the moment he manifested. It was her own little trump card, though she supposed he would think her a clumsy little creature. Maybe one day he'll be the end of her..<br><br>" Do you really think I desire you? You may be an elder demon, or if you had been a berserker, then we both would have died just amoments ago." Plopping the book on the little stool top, she stepped forth and the lithe slender hand coiled his long white hair round her hand and pulled it down to look at her. " You have nothing to offer me I could proide myself, Kael. My objective here is knowledge, not becoming an immortal. I can see you need some time to think this over a bit more thoroughly. I'll be back in a little while." &nbsp;Beging to release the thick white threads, she pasted around him, incidentally bumping into him, but it make her body spike with an unsual sensation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 00:44:47</strong>
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				"You may be intellectual, but your not very quick are you?" he asked, peering over his shoulder, his smile never ending. "There is more in this world and mine, than can be learned in a humans lifetime. Immortality should be an obvious choice for one such as you." He mused, sighing a bit. "If your wanting knowledge, you should know as well as i, there is only so much a single person can live in their lifetime... But if you were to take on the pact i offer, along with yours. Then your wealth of knowledge would be next to infinite..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 02:07:49</strong>
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				Shooting him a look,&nbsp; brows narrowed at his stab at her wit, her mind was like quicksilver and everyone in town could not match her upon it.<br><br>" Hmmph. You mock me?" &nbsp;There was no anger in her tone, but there was quite a ounce of surprize. She could see his smile and that glacier eyes partially shaded by the white hair. How wonderfully rough it felt, warm, his body radiated such heat. The male, even for a hellion, seemed unbelieveably calm with alll this.. " Immortality has a price, as you say. There are two sides to this coin. Some do not make it beyond their first century.. I would, I know. Infinite knowledge, of magic, of sanguine arts, the spiritual gateways between the fabrication and factual lore. To have eternity to become a widely know power above man."<br><br>Fingers brought tohte center of his lower back, the spine a focal point. Ivory nails and tips of her hands to caress, gliding over the hot skin as those dainty feet made her circle him like a child around the maypole. Considerate mur slipped past the plump sakura lips, a digit finding the taut naval and traveled over s well developed abs and his wide pectorial muscles, hovering over the golden rune that glowed. Her silvery eyes watched his face, lightly wavering as they meet his eyes. It would be his unnamed pact along with her own. She wouldn't be completely trapped. " Fine, but don't test me, Kael." Her palms flattened against the rune... 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>03-10-2008, 02:28:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kael smiled as her finger touched his back gently, quite the skilled touch. No doubt she was curious of the strange sensations that she got from her last few times touching the book. "Everything you could want, though will take lifetimes. My pact is in no way contradictory to yours. I cant hurt you, i have to protect you from harm. But you are gaining more than you realize... there is many unseen merits to having a demon at your side..." he smiled, closing his eyes as her fingertip traced over his naval, and over the rune upon his chest. "I assure you, there is no test."<br><br>When her hand pressed to the rune, there was only a sensation of a pleasant heat, starting at her palm and then warming her very blood, the energy of binding them together quite the experience. He seemed to purr as the sensation coursed through them, the bond forming without a single problem...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>04-10-2008, 06:36:36</strong>
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				DUlcinae truely did not like being on his terms.. Yet he conceeds tomore then half the deal, the gift of immortality and for him to be by her side, though she wondered about harvesting some of his power. It would take a little study to fully understand it, yet she was not one to fear work. She felt to understand what kind of demon he was would be that much as well, yet all those thoughts slowly faded out when the heat of his body warmed her hand, intensifyinf into a pleasant build that soon traveled up her arm, through her shoulder and down her spine in order to pool low. It was the most erotic thing she had ever felt so close and so personal, the claiming flow that warmed her blood and every length of muscle until she almost wanted to press to him, to taste his skin.. <br><br>A deep breath when she finally pulled her hand away, her thumb rubbing the palm of her hand. It tingled like crazy, feeling more sensitive then usual that made her insides quiver with a wily need. <br><br>" Bizarre.." Admitting, moving to the table with a few little items, her breath short for a moment or two as she focused on maintaining her composure. " Do you have accelerated healing, resistance to pain, abnormally thick bone structure? Do tell me before I let you down.."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 02:53:07</strong>
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				He raised his brow at her question, unsure of how to explain it to her precisely. But he could simplify it for her, so he didnt have to go into the particulars of his genetics. "In a sense... My muscles are much more dense than your average human. They are thick like a dragons skin, equally tough. But should they take any kinds of serious damages, they would heal completely in under three hours. Severed limbs can be regrown near instantaneously with use of my magics, as&nbsp; well as bodily harm. cuts, bruises, the like." he explained. He was rather thorough with it, more so than he meant to be. "My pain tolerance is rather high... ive looked men in the eye as they drove all manner of things into my body. I dont understand why its so unnerving to humans. but oh well."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 06:39:06</strong>
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				Shaking her hand as if the mark stun her. IThe unforgettable surge of warmth and engery still made it tingle despite her attempts to try and wave it off. Updating the little journal on her first summoning of a demonic entity. Her brain was breaking down the knowledge to conclude what he wasn't telling her.<br><br>&nbsp;The dense muscle could show that his nerve endings for the sensory of touch may be nearly non exsistance, yet the high pain tolerance means this 'serious damage' will still inflict harm to his feeling. It could also mean that pleasure for him would be the only means of completely feeling. It would account for his bravado despite being shackled only by the support of his forearms. " That makes two of us. How completely fascinating.. Though even dracons have weak points in there skin. The narrow plates along the joints, inside of the mouth, and the groin.. For the benefit of my science, I would like to keep samples of saliva, blood, hair, and nail. I could just take it, but I would like use to get off a good foot.."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 06:51:57</strong>
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				Kael tilted his head curiously, wondering just what she would need such things from him for. But when she said for her sciences, he realized than things may have come quite a long way since his last time here in the mortal world. "If you need such things from me, by all means then. My blood is yours, as is the rest of me, remember." He said in retort, a sly smile upon his lips. His head straightened, looking from corner to corner of the room he had been summoned into. though he looked her over from the corner of his eyes. no doubt the sensations are coursing in her. His seal and hers making her tingle. For a human it would be rather lovely a feeling. Even though she hardly looked to be human as a whole, she was still human.<br><br>"So then M'lady, will you be letting me down then. I must say i would like to move about, and assume a familiarity with my body again. It has been quite a long time since i have last stood on my own two legs."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 07:36:42</strong>
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				"My apologises, <em>Great one</em>, for being considerate." &nbsp;Quick wit firing back at his little retort. he can smile all he wants, she almost wanted to leave him up there for the night, but there's too much to be done. The work was spicing her life up, it was exactly the little rush she was hoping&nbsp; to find and it was completely under control.. Well, despite that her thighs felt like spiders were tickling her and that her undergarments felt too restrictive, rubbing her sensitive skin each time she moved. It was difficult to keep her mind off it, but her research always came first. "Giving command and setting boundaries are not personal as actually taking from you, Kael. "<br><br>A deep calming breath as she stood before him, her fingers lifting to speak whispered words of an arcane language. Casting her energy with ease before the shackles make a slight jerky movement, relaxing him to the ground. The paper slacking and looking deeply faded, weak even. " Well, you'll be happy to know there is plenty of mountain range and woodland. It's a city by the coast, I go to the shores every sunday..." &nbsp;She was tempted to look him over, quickly repressing it. " I get you soemthing to wear.."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 07:50:30</strong>
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				Upon his release, he smiled, standing tall before her, his shoulders resuming their slightly broad setting as his body relaxed into a state of normality. "Thank you, and yes, i realize you were being considerate. I hope that humor hasnt escaped you." he said with a rather happy grin. Anyone looking at him would suggest nothing but man, not bright, but large and well worked. That was a guise he held with most. Catching a scent in the air, he looked at her curiously, stepping around to her back. "You have a strange scent..." he commented, though it wasnt sarcastic, or mocking. It was a true phrase.<br><br>He walked to her, his chest touching her back a bit as he took in her scent, her body, quite warm. "I cant quite place my finger on it. I know that scent.... Hmm."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 08:32:41</strong>
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				" It has not escaped, and you welcome." Relief washing over her face and for once she didn't seem so studious or haughty. That happy grin looked utterly handsome on his rugged face, she was glad to be leaving the room. Turning, closing her journal for now and corking the bottle of ink to be ready and head upstairs when a great pressure came from the softest bump into her. She could feel those icy hues move over and brought a chill that almost rivaled that color's source.<br><br>" Most be the oils I use, it's in the cupbaord if you want to go through it.." &nbsp;She didn't move for a moment, colding herself for dropping her guard, but.. she almost wanted to lean into him. She could tell he was very curious, very... Aware. Her thighs tighten and pinch together to try and remind herself to walk away. I'll be right back and start making lunch." &nbsp;She said, her voice was a little high as she slide past him and the table, moving up the narrow stairwell.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 08:59:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kael smiled lightly as he saw her scamper up the stairs. It was rather amusing to him. Though his arousal was well hidden, hers was quite easy to see. The sensations alone he sensed inside of her seemed a little extreme... maybe she was untainted. virgin. "My my, what a surprise this turns out to be." he walked about the basement for a short while, taking a seat in the nearest chair he could find that looked mildly comfortable.<br><br>In His mind he pondered, for a good while about his stay in her care. Or her in his? he didnt deal with semantics much. He could only now wait for her to return.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>06-10-2008, 09:35:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drip drop..<br><br>The water splashes and made soft sounds, Dulcinae was washing off her face, having seen the red that tinted her cheeks and the glint in her eyes had seemed so foriegn yet part of those late night dreams when the nights had run just a little too cold and a little too long. She should have went out with the damn blacksmyth on Dorn Abbey, had nothing other to speak about then battle and forge while he tried to grope her. Her indifference usually killed his mood. rather repulsive to think that he would perfer her to show any kind of emotion as long as he was perpared for it.<br><br>The damn demon really got her. <br><br>Coming down the stairs, she had a basket of contents, settling that upon the table and tossing the bundle of cloth to the male. She started proparing something, cutting and pepering things into a black cauldron half filled with water. A slightly groan as she had to lift and carry it over to the warm hearth. Kneeling down over the full rugg, she gasps for a moment and carefully shifts the weight onto a anchoring swing for the large pot. Sitting there, pressing her wrist to the slope of her temple.&nbsp; "Kael. ? What was the reason behind your banishment?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 06:26:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kael looked up at her and shrugged a bit. "Humans didnt understand me in short. You should know how most are. They fear whats not understood. And then worked for quite a long time to find ways to seal me in a book of all places. My last master was foolish, and arrogant. Two very harsh traits to have all at the same time wont you agree?" He leaned back lightly, crossing his leg over the other, peering into the corner of the room. He sighed and looked up at her, shrugging his shoulders. "Its hardly important anymore, but there is your answer. Anything else you care to know M'lady."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 23:04:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>" Do you think me a fool, Kael." Listening to him, there was a bit of conflct of ael?"wether she should believe those conditions was that simple. Like the entity's name, he knew the truth, but he was keeping it to himself. If she hadn't been so flush over him moments ago, she might not have had the courage to throw that accusation out. <br><br>"&nbsp; It was foolish for him to seal you within a book rather then something stationed object. He could have locked you away within the deep recesses of that lair, within a statue, and you'd never be found again. A book can be so easily stolen or lost." &nbsp;That in itself brought forth a question, one she asked herself since Kael ddid not seem to give her full truths. " I wonder how Mister Krieg ever got ahold of it." &nbsp;A light of suspicion came to her mind, restlessly stirring the contents of the cauldron, the water gently crisps with tiny bubbles dancing&nbsp; to the surface, to open air until the darken lid loomed over it once again. There was hope it would cook swiftly and be done, she was strangely begining to feel listless and leaden.<br><br>&nbsp; Forcing herself to look at the large male, head tilting with ease, her brozne horns capturing the glow to lighten the golden halo of curls. Silvery eyes studied his face, the firm line lips st upon a strong jaw and a thick neck that rolled over vollies and dips of muscluar pefection. He was rather perfectly male, he reaction was a little normal for being crowded so close in a spilt second with him. She allowed noone to be in her personal space,or to touch her, sometimes she'd get flashes of what they were like, but this demon was like a brick wall even in his condition. " What use did you fullfill to your, Master? Are you a murderer? A body guard?"</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>09-10-2008, 23:47:45</strong>
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				"The old man has been caring for the book in which i lay for a long time. He kept it in rather pristine condition. If you wish to know, then ill tell you how the old man became of the book" He turned to her, standing from the chair, and he raised his hands over his head, cracking his back while he stretched. "His grandmother, She was the last master i served. While i have never met the old man in person, Her last wish was for me to be passed down through their family, until a suitable one was found to release me, and keep me. In short, You. throughout the years, the old man has been trying to find a way to hand me off to one who could survive making a pact with me. He has no sons, no daughters. His family line will end with him. Unfortunately, the men of their family had been stricken with hereditary Impotence."<br><br>He turned to place his hand on the stone wall. Remembering his last master rather fondly. "She was a special one. Elegant, and powerful, much like yourself. But in her power, she was scorned. I was her only company for many years, until the night she died in her bed. Then her daughter, i was asked to watch over her. You may find it strange for me to be doing such things, but i was bound by a pact that died with the old mans mother. she bore a son, and died at his tender age of Twelve. From that time i was free, doing as i would until the ones that feared the female line of her family came after me, with their line dying. they sealed me, and the boy stole the book, caring for me in his mothers stead."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>12-10-2008, 10:26:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>His bare form stretched out, the masculine flex brought razor silver eyes swiftly to attention the detail of his form. Observing the lazy ripple of muscle, the cauasl motion was rather attractive. From her stand point, but then again a lot of women would be attracted to the soften face that was once hard and wary. He had been past down the family, until there were no women of magic or any heirs to keep him tame. It was what he did when he was not tame that made her curious. Though he unknowing stopped her inquiry with hi compliment. Whatever it was he did, did not matter. he promised her protection and none of his masters had died via murder. All natural problems, as he ccrafted the tale.<br><br>" How terrible for them. I never knew mister Krieg had such a problem. he always seemed like such a charming elder.. " &nbsp;Stirring the hot soup with an attentive hand as it almost came to a boil and evaporated some of the water. She tended to try crisp, using less water them most. " Well, would you like to know anything about the year your in?&nbsp; Cause I would also like to get in a few ground rules too before the noon.." </em> 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 09:29:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Go ahead and explain your 'rules' to me. I know enough of the year we observe to know how far i can and cannot go over certain matters. By all means my master, go right ahead." He stood, cracking his neck. He wondered if she would be perplexed by him calling her his master, but it was his way. He acknowledged her position over him, as he had with his masters before him. Looking about for a moment, before sliding slyly back to her gaze. "M'lady, your staring... does my body entice you?" He pondered so directly, a normal person may be thrown off. In truth, he rather enjoyed pleasures of the flesh. His former master used him in that way as well as others. HE was amazed at how lonely a woman could get living her life alone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 22:49:45</strong>
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				<em>She wasn't perplexed as she was intrigued. She hadn't expected his easiful transition from the harden creature, to one of simple acceptance. The demon wsn't bothered by this, but hearing his past, he seemed well taken care of, unabashed, and almost welcoming of the thought of having a master. Then again, the alternative wasto spend his life within an object.<br><br>" If you go anywhere without me, I would like to be aware of the general area you will be inhabiting. I do not talk about Religion or Church within my abode. If I say something is none of your business, do not go around it nor be a pest of personal subject matter. Your not allowed in the room that faces the East in upperlevel. You are not to harm a soul within the vicinity of this town. This basement is my lab, but it will be your chamber for as long as your with me.&nbsp; Your also going to be require to be <strong>clothed</strong> when your in my presence." She went through the mental list quickly, letting the broth stew for a few moments more. Though his next question made her gaze sharply flicker to meet those glacier eyes rather quickly..<br><br>The fire crackled in the minor window of silence, making her straighten as if to give that some thought. <br><br>" Yes.." Deciding to be honest. " But if I were naked, you would stare too, Mister Kael. It's a common reaction to physical form, although how shallow that could be.." &nbsp;THough distanting herself, trying to sethis as an objective and unbiased experiment. Her hand flatten against the thick furred rug to try and take stand, but she wavered a touch, deciding it would be better to stay stationed. </em> 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 23:29:00</strong>
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				"Pardon..." He muttered, more than a glint of irritation in his voice. He walked beside her, and knelt down, his body very close to hers, his hand coming to rest on her lower back. "You would do well to remember one thing... I am not a pet, nor am i a slave. I am a proud demon, Aged beyond reckoning... My masters were indeed that, but they showed me a manner of respect than one of my standing deserves. You would think since you, in your wisdom summoned a demon, you could at least extend courtesy.... the same that i am all too willing to extend to the one i acknowledge as my charge." He didnt raise his voice, instead it was quiet, rather dark, even for one who looked like he did. If there was one thing in the world that truley got under his skin, it was a lack of respect.<br><br>His lips curved into a smile after, his voice still quite low. "And yes, i would stare... and one time, partake of your body if you desired it... I can smell your very essence... you have never had a man before. Its quite a wonderful experience..." his hand moved around her side, touching dangerously low to her most sacred of places, where a small burst of energy would fill her with the same pleasant shock that she had felt the very first time she touched him. "I refuse to stay in this... dungeon. I not an animal."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>17-10-2008, 00:33:21</strong>
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				<em>He came close and his hand found a soft dip of her lower back. His low voice was casting a warning so close to his aggravation that he traveled close to her and made sure she understand what he was saying. From a hot pit of her stomache came a surge of feminine fury that was swiftly surpressed and bit her tongue as it would only spark a flame to burn the delicate bridge this reationship was begining to be built upon. She surely hoped the weight would not send her spiraling toward doom.<br><br>" Well, I glad to know your experience not only partakes of the oppostie sex, then." &nbsp;His hand swept down and then the burst of feeling almost made her&nbsp; jump, her mouth opened to place moan but was caught off the second air rushed through her lungs. Her hand rose and the back was so close to swiping against his face, but it crumpled into a fist and restrainted herself from striking. Inner folds became a damp heat, even against the lacy of her thong started to feel like a rough tongue as it grazed her mound, ever sensitive from the demons eurphoric emphasis. <br><br>" Fine, then you can have my room in the west side and I'll bed down here." It took all she could not to murmur this between clenched teeth, she wanted to scream at the fickle male and weep with a confusing desire for him, but she wasn't willing to let herself be so vunerable. Her body reacted to his&nbsp; gracing of blissful erotica sensations, but she didn't wanted a man's hands on her. Espeically that of a demonic entity. " You overstepped my personal boundaries. No male, divine or mortal, touches me."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>17-10-2008, 01:01:24</strong>
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				Kael tilted his head, and had to resist throwing his head back and laughing. Though it was more of a laugh of disbelief than anything else. "Really now, no one at all? My dear, you have no idea what your missing." he smiled, having left his hand there for but a moment, he could smell her arousal... her natural womans scent. "I wouldnt bed in your room, unless of course you yourself were there... you know sleeping is much more enjoyable when you have the warmth of someone next to you, i speak form experience there..." He removed his hand, after sliding it down just a bit further, grazing her soft pussy gently, though it would only seem as if purely by mistake. something to leave her with as he stood...<br><br>"I will find another place to sleep if its that much trouble for you. Its not like i have to remain in your sight all day and eve. and honestly i dont know if you would want be around that long. From what it seems your having quite the hard time with another in your home now. Its saddening really, I was quite looking forward to being outside of the book with a master again. though your irritability and strictness is robbing you of something the rest of my masters always shared, something beyond their bloodline. But i will say no more, mine is not to ridicule the way you choose to like your life."<br><br>He walked over to the side of the room, placing his hands on the wall next to him. "If you want me to remain clothed, fine. it matters not. Personally im rather comfortable now, but i will agree to your terms, if for nothing more than to spare you more aggravation." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>18-10-2008, 23:59:46</strong>
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				<em>Fingers brushed her mound and soft thighs pressed together under the material of her gown, feeling so raw it almost hurt with an uncharacteristic need.<br><br>Silence..<br><br>She had never felt so humilitated, objectified by his touch, or even felt so defenseless.. And now would not be the time to start down that shallow one-way road.ASShe should have smacked him as instinct,&nbsp; self-preservation, had dictated.&nbsp; Dulcinae should have imposed her will, despite him being an anceint of self-substaining energy, he was&nbsp; also no different from any other summon. She was his master, the one whom summoned him into this world from a bleak silence within the book. Yet here he was, not listening to meager demands as she wished not to control, but study him and keep him reigned from somedisaterous think he may do. He was not willing to agree to any of her terms without or even give his true name..<br><br>The room gradually dimmed as he moved away and prattled on, as if the hearth itself was holding onto it's breat at the occurance. Even now it was so hard to keep the sting from stabbing so deepinto the tenderheart once thought so carefully guarded. To think, it would not be his directness of taboo topics, but his complete acceptance. Luring into a web of false security. She knew his strike would come, but not like that, not to the point were she almost felt ashamed of her morality and virginity..<br><br>" I am only sorry that is how you see me.."<br><br>Serptine papers coil about his throat to jerk mercilessly back as the sprialing twin scrolls glowing with the arcane, circling indiviudal wrists to bite into his forearm. Pulling both arm out to his sides and jerking them so elbows touched and palms facesd out. Upon a lesser man, an inflexable creature, it would have busted the sternum outward, directly back, the scrolls snaking them together. Like a puppet, the binding strings yanked the demon from the ground with a recoiling bounce. Moments, mere seconds, he can hear her now.. Whispering incantations as two more, marked with sacred ink, glittered with life and spun about his ankles with a firm jerk. tethering them and flexing his body until they touched his thighs securely, almost painfully so.. Making him prone, suppended in the gloom of the basement.<br><br>" For one so experienced in the ways of the world, loose and wild, you act like every pretencious dog of a male I've ever met." She pulled the satin ribbon over her chest, the simple movement made the light sundress cascade to the floor, licking the curves and sweels, dips and vollies of her body before crumping to the floor like a moonlite pooling around her ankles.&nbsp; "That's why I like being alone... No one sees me.." &nbsp;She kicked the garment under him and with a wave of her hand had set it a flames with a brilliant glow. " Unless my personality is somewere between my legs and buried into hte heart of my bosom.&nbsp; Yet now, you have something to keep you warm and cozy.."&nbsp; She cooed, leaning forward. There were stalkings, sheer and sexy that clipped onto a garter belt, the string throng of lacy underwear left little to imagination. the lacy bra was tight fitting, and the sweet white corsette hugging tight to make that little waist seem ever the more tiny and hips flairing out with such a loving baring. But then there was something attached to rosy garter. A sheath?<br><br>She combed her fingers through the pristine white hair, crumbling it into a fist near the back of his neck, taking in the feel.. His face was level to that waist, a ginger tug before she pulled a razor knife from the sheath and slit a thick spot of his hair free.. " I do not care for anything you find important that I become aware of. And since I did not stop you, I'll just have to make sure my lesson for you becomes drilled into your head, Demon..."</em>[/color]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>19-10-2008, 00:41:27</strong>
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				Kael let her do as she wished, his body painfully being confined to a highly uncomfortable position, making him grin widely. The look in his eyes alone shown with happiness at her forcefulness. He looked up at her with a wide smile, laughing almost madly. "Fantastic! you are quite the forceful one if pushed, wondrous!" He looked back, feeling her cut a chunk of his hair form his head, making his shoulders quake with laughter. His eyes werent even scanning her body as she may have thought but looking at her, seeing her, as she so desperately seemed to have wanted to begin with. "Your commands are what drive me, your power forcing my forward. Force my respect for you my master, do as all the others before you and make me submit." He muttered, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, sliding down his twisted smile.<br><br>"Command to hear my name, DEMAND i tell you the name you so adamantly wish to hear! and it is yours. I am your servant, but you mush show me your power before i will submit... Show me my master, that you arent like so many before your friends line to control me. Prove this to me, and i will show you power beyond your wildest imaginations!" He was nearly shouting, like there was a deep lust for himself to be commanded. He didnt want to be in the hands of the weak, he would rather suffer in the book. He looked at her, a Dark aura burning around him. Waves of dark purple mist seemed to Exhume off of his body, the aura filled with his own power, the first time he has ever let her feel its true essence.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>21-10-2008, 06:32:33</strong>
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				<em>What a queer monstrousity...<br><br>He was overjoyed and it set her teeth on the edge. She thought he might have wanted it, made her lesson tougher then what would ever be needed and he lapped it up with hunger and a demented need to be ruled over. His laughter was clear with joy, rough and growling with a hellion lust for punishment. Golden curls drift over her shoulders, listening to him with a soft twirl of the snow white hair she curled in her palm, casting it upon the fire for the hot sick smell and crackle of flame. Drifting to the hearth as he nearly shouted with excitement. If it was to keep him under her control, she was not ever afriad to do what was required. With a hand she took a ladel of hot broth and retrieve a spear head poker, glow red and smoking, from the pit of the fire's belly. Coming to his side,&nbsp; she seemed ever the calm creature as to straddle his midback. Weilding the poker she gave a firm shove with the scarlet ember tip, branding to his inner thigh. Jerking it back with a soft hiss of breath.<br><br>" Since you have been summoned, you've never listened to a word I said. yet now I inflict force, your overjoyed in being overruled. I would demand an apology, but that's not good enough.." Spilling a glob of boiling both on his back carelessly, unafriad of hurting him with what she knew so far.A cold gust of air crept up his back, using icy breath of her magics to give him a fearsome chill running along his spine. Calm, yet completely ominous for that tension filled moment. " I almost forgotten to feed you our lunch.." &nbsp;<br><br>Fsst!<br><br>" I will demand it, whenI'm ready to hear it. Right now, as i think it, you haven't earned your right to be called by name. " &nbsp;Like a freshly broken fissure, a gust of steam rose as she splashed the broth on the red poker, turning it into a rosen pink and then up it slithered, the heat warning him as it came near his face. " Lick it.." &nbsp;Casting the ladel aside, she leaned close to his body and simply relaxed, those razor silver eyes lingering. " Open your mouth, demon. Or I'll find another hole to shove it in..."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>23-10-2008, 17:51:09</strong>
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				Kael snickered at the hot poker for a moment, acting as a cat would and brushing his cheek against it. There was no hint&nbsp; of pain as it scorched his flesh. Leaving a burn mark down the side of his cheek. "An interesting notion my master... Let be accommodate then." He did as she had asked, sliding his tongue over the hottest end of the poker, the same singing sound coming as his tongue visibly split open from the heat. When the pass was done, he wondered at how she would react to the smooth motion, as it he were licking a savory delight with the utmost care.<br><br>Within moments, the wounds were sealed over, no hint of anything amiss with his body. His smile at her was far gentler than before, as if she was coming into his real scope. "What else do you bid then...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>27-10-2008, 21:39:54</strong>
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				<em>She internally winced, though her eyes lite with a form of fascination, as if her mind was split to two separate&nbsp; things; of a women and of a Mage. The hiss of the hot rod gave off a signal, threads of smoke twisting. her finger touched his cheek, the little place where he once nuzzled the heat and the fire would have made a welt. Only for it to be smooth, as if the heat was a lotion to silk him. He was born of hellion fire. That which could strip the flesh from a mortal and cauterize without scorching the shearing horror. <br><br>“ What a delight..” &nbsp;Cooing in amusement, she laughed in low deep tones so openly at the momentary flash of possibility.&nbsp; The town was so lucky she favored them as not to be a wicked demon rather then the seeking scholar.&nbsp; “ Speak your grattitude and tell me whom it is that thanks me. I demand to know your name, demon.” &nbsp;Pulling the Poker off to the side, tapping his rump with the thick rod for a second, trying not to smile at seeing the soften look upon his face. The left that buried to be examined later in case guilt snuck up on method. She cast off the rod,&nbsp; and white hair was being drawn tight before slicing strands methodically. Threads fell to the floor, she threw it out infront of him as she hummed. “ You are going to take me out tonight, I have been invited to meet the Count, Atticus Von Kruger..”<br><br>Her hands laced through the air, the subtle raise of power spikes the air and something tight gloved his body. Black and belted, leathery and supple, like a second skin.. A collar almost looked like a chocker, it was that of an ebony band made from polished jet.A scroll wrapped over this and gold symbols glow brightly as if it was burning, to place a seal of her ownership across it.. The scroll died and left a print of this. </em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>27-10-2008, 22:00:31</strong>
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				It was a moment before Kael stood from the ground, laced in this form fitting leather attire, accenting nearly every curve of his body. Muscled arms, legs, his chest and broad shoulder length. To be quite honest, he enjoyed it. But even more than that, he enjoyed the stamp of his ownership across his neck, something he had not felt in years. It made him feel alive again, as in a strange twist of fate, he was created to be enslaved by powerful masters, even though he was more powerful than they. His creator was not without a sense of humor. "You have my undying gratitude, and loyalty my master." He said chivalrously, taking a knee before her, and even though she had said no man should ever touch her, this was in the act of his to serve her, so in his ways, he was no more right than wring for it.<br><br>He took her hand, and Kissed the back of her hand, as a man would, only he was on a knee before her. "My name... Is Detheroc. Kael was given to me by my last master because if its simplicity, and it held a place for her. But now, my master, you know th true name of the demon that serves you." He waited for a moment, returning her hand to her side, and standing up once again, his height seeming to tower over hers. As he stood, he noted how close his body was to hers, though that lecherous glint no longer lingered in his eyes toward her. In them, were a form of respect, mixed with adoration in a way. "If it is there you wish me take you, i shall accompany as per your orders." He said with a dark smile, though no malice was held, just his amusement. He was no longer mocking, no longer cynical or rude. But that same horrible feeling could still be felt radiating form him like a furnace.. his power.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>27-10-2008, 23:27:30</strong>
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				<em>" Good.."</em> Silvery orbs graced her work, pulling an approving glint of her mgic. It was fitting, yet gave room for movement and flex. Trying not to allow the color to rise as she noticed the impressive buldge of muscle, constricting as he taken down to a kneel and lifted her hand. There was no aid in that, but she kept her arm straight. She had the irking sensation to jerk her hand back. Just because she allowed him to stand again, did not mean she'd forget his words. Yet she had to store that away, he was willing to be loyal and she did not miss his looks of respect. She Easily made it of notice to hold eye contact with him as he spoke, but after he rose, she kept her head level as if not to acknowledge the imposing difference. <br><br>" Detheroc..."&nbsp; &nbsp;She lingered on his name, how her tongue touched her teeth to pronounce it. She adjusted one of the belts, the silver buckle shining in the light. It made her give a private smile of pride before glancing up to see his dark face. She could feel his power, sultry and oppressive bearing around her as if she was some trapped little rabbit. It was his sadistic needs, his age, the strength he carried with such confidence, a silly person would think him arrogant. He would have to be arrogant, it would work with him rather then being a vice. " Now. Are you so accustomed to being used for sex that you would merely think that I am such a foolish little prude for being absentant for the sake of a more useful purpose? Cause that will stick with me for quite a while.." &nbsp;She reached out at her little table and pulled on fine and thin leather gloves.&nbsp; Taking up a needle she gestured to him to bend toward her, taking his neck for a hold and attempted to insert the hallow tip.. [/i] 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>27-10-2008, 23:43:33</strong>
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				"If i truly thought that, i would have said so... You should know my master, Demons are not quick to speak words for someones flattery. A proud demon, is Honest to his words, though falsehoods are spoken for the sake of furthering ones causes... my falsehoods were spoken for the sake of making my master release her power on her subservient to control him. So no, i am not accustomed to being 'used' as you put it M'lady. My previous masters had me bed them because they trusted no other men with such things. I was created to appeal to the female senses, as well as to be able to protect them, and serve them. My creator was not without his own designs for my creation. Its not mine to wonder why."<br><br>as she beacon him, he leaned down, and felt the thin needle insert into his neck, a small trickle of blood coming from the tiny hole.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>28-10-2008, 00:27:44</strong>
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				A soft sound of digust actually passed her lips, she let the blood partially fill the little viel as it withdraw it and press her thumb to the spot upon his skin until it healed. She woulf have taken more care if this was someone whom did not like the pain..<br><br>" I would not require flattery, but civility is expected. For a creature confessing not to be an animal and made to be at a Lady's service, you are deeply flawed. Your incompacity to accept any generousity was the first. Your methology is the second. Misleading me only to gauge my reactions? A crock. I summoned you. I don't have to prove myself to you." Even though her voice stayed even, there was a small mystical bite that came with it like a steel edge. The fires in the hearth grew softly in height and turned from a red-golden to a slight green undertones the made it slightly flicker blue and flashes of white hot light. This was the second time the element had reacted to her emotional state..<br><br>By the light she looked at the color of the liquid and studied it for a moment before storing it on the little table with the strands of hair neatly coiled. <br><br>" Well, nor do I. The only man I trust has been dead for seven years. I don't know why any women would unless they like flexing out their power just to make you submit. It doesn't sound worth it when they ould just have another that would do as they asked and let it be done. save all the unneed extravagance of dramatization.." Pulling away her hand,&nbsp; she inserted the items in a little velvet bag and set it carefully to the side.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>28-10-2008, 00:44:47</strong>
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				<em>Insolence...</em> His brow furrowed as he again, stood his full height. His face rock solid in a kind of disbelief, and at the same time, anger. The fire in the hearth had all but turned into a dark red and black conflagration under the new pressuring weight of a burst of his own manifestations. "Do yourself well and remember this... Even a moron could have summoned me... You wouldnt dare pledge your powers to anyone unworthy of them, so you place yourself above me, and expect i do it for you? Preposterous..." He said darkly, a slight echo to his voice, as if this quiet tone was being heard from a mountaintop. If there were one thing in the world that would have actually gotten under his skin, this would be it. No other master he had ever served was ever this insolent toward him. Respect? It was laughable for him to show her any, but he would regardless, because thats how he was.<br><br>With a soft grunt, the fire blew out completely, and he turned away from her, walking to the opposite end of the room and leaning against the wall in a rather dark corner, the ice blue color of his eyes now glowing a bright crimson with his arms folded over his chest. Distancing himself before he was tempted to violence.&nbsp; He closed his eyes, a look of strain upon his face at the matter. What little work it would be to lash out at something, anything. But then he would only prove to her, albeit inaccurate observations, that she was right.<br><br>"Believe what you please... it makes no difference to me. Maybe if you were a demon, you would understand. But as it happens, you will, in your humanity, believe only what you perceive to be true."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>28-10-2008, 01:43:24</strong>
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				" I would have the civility to be more tactful. Rather then goad someone on and pass it off as forgiven, as nothing, but a silly ruse to be sated in a selfish quiry. Verbally shaming and ridiculing someone's sense of self does not feel very good, does it?&nbsp; When you pick it apart and force someone to swallow it. Such false truths, lies, sting the most when honesty becomes intertwined. “ The maiden of golden hair did not quake and the inferno building dark and bestial with supernatural power not only made the hearth roar in wrath, but made the crimson heart of fair life pound within the confines. The delicate cafting arch of&nbsp; tawny brows faintly narrowed in observance as the dark heart's voice become a whisper that slide at her ears and almost made her jump with fright. His anger seemed to make her change, she didn't think he deserved to be anger with how he treated her under that flimsy excuse.<br><br>The room suddenly went dark, not even embers crackled..<br><br>Light slowly came in from the wooden door of the cellar..<br><br>Silence settled and remained, the firey hues rippled from his eyes sent a cold chill that almost made her start to sweat..<br><br>“ Maybe if you were human, you would understand; that it's not about me being worthy of you. Accept the consequence of your actions, and maybe my depictions would not be so wounding to your pride, Demon. I can not smell your essence, I can not read you.. I can only feel.“ Her hand came out before her, palm open and her fingers softly flexing straight to bending as if to pull. The jet stone collar gave a tug to his neck in reaction. She almost seemed fearless, her mind unfocased on anything else, but the argument. Though her body had reacted to the surge of power and almost singed with life, her skin catching the light and pulling the elements of heat to warm herself and regulate her body's temperature. She took a step or two, the power she felt around him was invigorating, yet it was making her a little tired. She had not slept nor eat since that morning and it was already burning to the late mid-noon. She could feel it.. Lethargy started to pull in. Taking to her knees, her sight in the damask chamber wasn't proficent. Crawling over to the rich fur of the rug, a sigh of contentment pulled from her lips.. It felt nice even as her body struggled to stay warm the fur was padded and comforting. Laying there, her ear to the ground, comfortable on her side and ever so still, gazing at the heath were smoke still smolders. Her eyes caught for a moment on the dark mark on her hand that glowed, burned, or itched..<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>28-10-2008, 02:04:24</strong>
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				He could feel the tug to his collar, but he had actually moved rather quickly when he saw her fall to her knees, and even though she looked fine, he could tell that magic was taking its toll. He moved from the corner, and to her side on the carpet, shaking his head. "You took too much out of yourself for one day." He said lightly, Sliding his arms under her, and adjusting her body carefully. Strangely gentle he was, for all of his anger, and what he was as he lifted his master into his arms. One arm under her back, her head on his shoulder. His other under her knees, holding her as he would a bride in a way. He looked up the stairs, and with a nudge of his head the basement door came open slowly as he ascended them. "I will take you to your room where you may rest. And i can take care of something for you to eat. Normal food of course." He said as he walked into the sunlit first floor of her home, though the sun was fading.<br><br>He looked about, seeing an open bedroom in the hall to his left. "You are right, my master... It seems that i do have more to learn about humanity." He said silently, though not silent enough that she couldnt hear, it sounded as he was saying it to himself. As he walked into her room, again with a small motion the covers came down her bed, and the pillows stacked themselves so he could rest her in a sitting position. He set her down gently on her bed, and covered her legs, placing his hand over hers, the rune on her hand made her body warm a bit, comfortably so she wouldnt chill. "I admit i was in the wrong." His eyes told the truth for him, before he looked into hers, touching the side of her cheek. "Your not ill it seems. Just tired. Are you thirsty?" He asked curiously.<br><br>He hated admitting he was wrong, but he was, so he had to...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 21:21:31</strong>
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				She wnted to pass it off as a lie, that she fell. Rather lto look clumsy and prone to insignificant incidents then vulnerable and meek, seeing as how he might attempt to verbally pang her again with revalations she felt she was too young to give the slightest care about. Yet before her hands could even touch the ground he was there, holding her in support and his voice low with knowing and.. She wasn't realy going to think he honestly cared beyond his promised duty to her.&nbsp; Pride would maintain and control him, dictating every action if he wished to keep it in check.<br><br>Suspicion, a bit distrustful of his gentlness, but it slightly faded with the ginger care he delivered and it took what strength the horned maiden could muster not to snuggle into the amazing warmth that came with the contact. It was like a sun heated stone she use to relax upon in Fey Field. Secure to his sheltering form, feeling almost weightless as daintyfeet came off the ground, elbow supporting her knees, and his large hand cupped firmly against her garter thigh. Her breast nearly popped out of the snug fitting corset from the little push of being flush to his meaty chest, she lazily crossed her arm over it to keep the cup still.<br><br>And words poured out, almost lost in thought of whether she should lie or not, but unknowing the degree of nightvision he might have was a factor in remaining silent. She partically wondered f this too was simply duty, to keep her from being distressed perhaps.. She looked up to him for a long moment, even as the protest to go to her room, on her own gave rise in her mind, but holding off, he set her down and covered her up. A bit thankful he didn't lay her down. A smooth gesture, shutting the thick drapes, light burning her eyes in this state of exhaustion. Though it helped her to look at him, growing a little surprized as it was getting hard to cloak her emotions, just wanting to eat, to sleep...<br><br>" Thank you. It's no small feat that we both have a little something to learn in regarding one another.." Admitting softly. Hard to give into that desire, to sleep when she wanted to listen to him, the truth in his eyes that altered them into a serious blue hue. How could it warm them so without taking away the icy glow. A flood of warmth made her exhale quickly, fog rising up from her sherry lips at the clash and the gradual setting of normality returned color to her blanched cheek he now touched. She didn't look away or blush, knew this was no act of duty, but something of promise. Her thumb lightly traced over the back of his hand, the one cupping her own. " Nothing heavy to sit in my stomache. The stew I made downstairs in a cup should be fine. It's going to be a long day, Dethoric.. And once again. Thank you.. You've been gracious, you could have left me here.."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 21:40:40</strong>
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				Dethoric nodded to her, a very faint, almost nonexistent smile forming on his lips. "Its alright, My master. You dont have to thank me. You are my master, and i am your servant. But i was also wrong about you... You are not cold, i think im beginning to see, Just what kind of woman you really are. I hope i get to see the real you before long... If my eyes clear, i think i may see. They are clouded in many ways, just as yours are. but with time, we may see..." He said, bowing slightly and stepping back into the wall, seeming to meld into the wall itself, vanishing from sight.<br><br>After a moment, he returned the same way he had come, holding a steaming cup of the stew she had asked for in his hands. He took a couple steps toward her bed, and sat on the edge beside her. "Be careful. Its quite hot." He said softly, letting go of the cup entirely, the cup hovering in its place. He moved it toward her lips, keeping it back until she was ready to take some of it. "Just ease the thought. And the cup will tilt, almost as though your being fed. I would rather you do it this way for now, so you dont have to exert yourself any further for now... And i will watch over you as you sleep." he said again, straightening himself a tad, and brushing her hair over her shoulders carefully. "For now, please eat."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>30-10-2008, 00:51:41</strong>
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				The heart did not squeeze to hard, the tight grip and worries slowly slipped. There would be a secondchance, the hope of one in this volatile relationship, though she was certain at one point, another will rise in a different form. Thiss dance around one another would be a difficult little tango, her mind was conspiring ways to make sure she could handle him appropriately if such a time came. Not wanting to be ill prepared, but even that had become vexing and all that was left in her mind was.. How warm he was. The moment he disappeared, she could not help touching her fingers pads to the soft roud of cheek where he touched her.<br><br>Males whom hounded and sniffed around her skirt always tried to grope her, fall against her, brush up, or out right pinch her breasts or smack her rump. A glare would be on the ready and she'd tell them she hoped they enjoyed it cause it was the last they'd ever lay a hand on her. The soften touch Dethoric had caressed upon her cheek had... Why was she romanticising him so often? She sighed, girlish, but fond. A bit alarmed that her thoughts went to him, even when... Oh god, she had&nbsp; shoved a red poker at him like a barbarian.. She was in her corset and lacy panties, and stalkings. She undressed infront of him without a single fear. Had she been so drawn to him. Was he really created for this? There was no other explaination..&nbsp; Could there be?..<br><br>She was almost relieved when he return, taking a a deep breath and yet, surprized at the controlled leviation of the cup. It didn't even quiver, but then again it was to be expected. She focused upon the blue cup, a bit grateful he was holding it still. Pursing her ips to blow off the steam, minature ripples skating over the surface before she took a sip and tilt the cup slightly.. Drinking in silence, soft litle moans and sighs&nbsp; her lips, closing her eyes as they grew heavy, enjoying hte warmth and comfort of her room, it was too bad she couldn't burn some sage to ease herself, but that was fine. She could do it later to cleanse herself from all the bad things she felt... <br><br>" That's enough for me.. I must be up before sunset for the event, remember.. I can not afford sending the&nbsp; wrong impression.." &nbsp;She Moved, shifting and wriggled softly to lean deeper int othe pillows that proped her, lazily gain at the ceiling.. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>30-10-2008, 01:00:31</strong>
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				He nodded at her, sending the cup back into his hand, and flicking his hand to raise the comforter to her chest. "I will make sure to wake you." He said softly, abolishing the cup form his hand, it went on its way to the kitchen. He sat there on her bedside, his hand moving back to her cheek, that same soft touch, though it would seem to send a warming sensation in her body, a bit of the arcane felt within her. Her body warmed to a comfortable temperature. "You should sleep soundly now. I will occupy myself until you are ready to wake. And before you develop a need to say anything, I will make sure not to get into any trouble. I will remain near your home. After being cramped inside of dusty pages for years, one would naturally crave fresh open air. And i do love the ocean, so im sure i will enjoy myself." He said lightly, removing his hand slowly from her cheek. Almost reluctantly.<br><br>"If there is nothing else you want or need, I will take my leave and let you rest."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>30-10-2008, 01:16:12</strong>
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				She breath came slow and light, trying to listen. Only resting her eyes for what she convinced herself would be only a minute or two.. Maybe a half hour. Or a full hour. Two. Just to get her strength back. The corner of her lips softly upturned with a little breath of a chuckle. Glad he already knew she would warn him about the town, the community. His fngers&nbsp; slight against her cheek and she couldn't stop the slight nudge against it, the warm and sooth flow of ancient magic coming to her comfort..<br><br>" The sun would do wonders for you.. It'll be dark soon, with the moon only four days away.. Hmm." Sleepy murmuring as she soon stilled for a moment, her chest comig to the rise annd fall, the sleep of her people taking over and soft murmurs only&nbsp; touch her lips as his hand drew away.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>30-10-2008, 08:20:05</strong>
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				"Rest well Master." He said plainly, standing form her room and toward the wall that faced the east. Walking into the wall, he was in moments, outside. He looked at the sunlit ocean for the longest, a faint look of pleasantness on his face, his ghost white hair blowing in the wind. It was there he spent a long amount of time, keeping himself in the same position, with his arms folded over his chest for a couple of hours, long enough for his hair, his clothing to absorb the smell of the fresh ocean. Looking to the sky, he squinted his eyes ever slightly. "Its time." He said under his breath, walking back toward the house. Using the same way he had left, he walked back into his masters room to find her comfortably asleep on her bed.<br><br>He walked to her bedside, At this time she had quite a while to get ready. "Its time to wake my Master... Your event starts in a couple of hours." He said softly, sitting at her side. It was already dusk, but still well within her time frame. He placed his hand on her shoulder, a small magical charge vitalizing her body would flow into her, giving an effect like caffeine, though only a small bit, enough to jar her awake comfortably. While she would start to awaken soon, he walked into the kitchen from her bedroom to make her a cup of tea, it would help her wake. After he was done, he walked into her room, the aroma of the tea, with a bit of lemon and honey, he actually liked the scent.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>31-10-2008, 23:18:42</strong>
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				<em>Dreamless drifting...<br><br>Slumber. That's what it was. Complete, refreshing, and uninterupted by passerbys or nigt terrors that would have left with cold sweat soaking the bed. Yet this part was only clear unto her when she was&nbsp; close to the surface. Now aware of her surroundings and a rough textured touch that sent something warm and invigorating within Dulcinae. His magic was becoming a familar signature. Her eyes slowly opened, hearing his retreat. A deep breath filled her lungs, still tired and wishing more for the peace of deep sleep. Dark lashed fluttered over silver eyes, cradling while boreing a hole into the wall with a listless gaze. Half propped upon pillows, shadows were long and dark in her room from the thick drapes, but she did not move. The soft clean scent of hot tea made her&nbsp; body react and move to set gaze upon the white haired demon. It was little over four hours that they had argued and tempers flaired and yet she was a little eager to see him.<br><br>" Dethoric.. How was your outting? Did you visit mister Krieg, swim in the ocean perhaps?...." Her voice was always sonorous, yet it was a little husky purr from slumber, silver eyes soft and within a daze taken by the nap. Ar ms adjust herself a bit, to cover up the chest of her corset and lift and arm to recieve the cup of tea. It smelt so good. " Mm, you smell like you brought the sea shore with you."</em><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>01-11-2008, 00:19:38</strong>
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				Dethoric smiled at her as she roused, and leaned back against the wall beside her bed. "No, i hadnt gone to see him. I dont know when i will get around to it, the Man knows me, and he has spent hours upon hours with me. We have no catching up to do." HE commented a bit plainly, though he did sound as though he would entertain the thought. He held his palm out a bit, and a bright orb began to glow in his hand, rising into the air, and illuminating the bedroom in a soft light so she may see, but her eyes wouldnt agitate. "I stood outside, unmoving for hours. Just enjoying the sea, the wind in my hair. It was a free feeling, one that i favor quite a bit. It was lovely to experience it." He said, a small smile forming on his lips.<br><br>He reached his hand to her face, and brushed strands of her hair around her ear. "It looks like you slept well. that tea should help you wake."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>02-11-2008, 04:00:21</strong>
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				<em>Comfortable with the warmth within her hands. Silver eyes blinked at the summoning of a small brilliant sphere to illuminate the damisk room. Demure, thostayed attach to him white razor hues sparkling withh appreciative curiousity. Though after she caught herself staring, the maiden set her sights upon the reflection in amber liquid. The white shine of the tea cup, the model she lto her hand&nbsp; lifts oved so well, playing tea and crumpets with mother by the olden roads in waiting for father. It seemed so long ago and at that point of time, sher rather not have allowed such unenjoyable feelings..<br><br>His fingers brushed back golden threads of hair to sweep behind the delicate arch of her ear, graciously tilting her head along with it. The movement fluid and smooth as if practiced so many times it had become a natural response.&nbsp; She took a drink of her tea then, feeling herself being allured, but it was his creation. Or least she tried to convince herself, it was not a real feeling or desire.<br><br>" It's perfectly sweet. I'll be out in a minute.." &nbsp;Trailing off to let him excuse himself from her room.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>02-11-2008, 21:02:10</strong>
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				"I will wait for you." He said lightly, standing from his position, and walking to the door, deciding to actually use it for a change. Opening the door and taking a step out, looking back at her, his eyes shining with a calming light now. The door shut, leaving her alone in her room. He was... enjoying being around her. The more he saw of her, the more his opinion changed. She was different, but all humans were. It was rare to see two that were anything alike. Just outside of her door, as if he were guarding it, he leaned against the wall with his arms folded over his chest. He was her sentinel in a way, but he seemed to crave her company. He had been away from humanity for a long time, and he thought them to be interesting and very magnificent creatures, much like they thought of demons... well, most of them. Most humans were scared of his kind, and shunned them, but not without good reason.<br><br>He closed his eyes with a soft expression, resting against the wall of her home awaiting her to get ready for the event she had been looking forward to. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>02-11-2008, 22:11:52</strong>
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				Did her heart skip a beat? Did it just stutter at a mere glance from those icile blue hues?<br><br>Perhaps she was just imagining or there bond was tying them closer together.Like unseen wire wrapping tightly around her heart. Alone in her room, feet sweeps and bows to the side of hte bed, thighs coiling muscle to push her from the comfort that was starting to lay cold. It took her across the room and standing before a wall, her hand felt guided as it found a spot of the wall. His weight was leaning there, on that particular point. Pressing close to the wall, her ear laying on the hard wood as if to hear his heart.. Somehow she knew he was just right there on the other side...<br>&nbsp;<br>She took a deep breath and held it... Waiting for a few moments before tearing away.. A slight warmth lingered upon the milken peach skin, taking off to the closet to cast it open and find the new gown she was to wear espeically for tonight. She did nothing overly extravagant, no silks, but the barest choices in light colored velvet with a violet satin corset that was not meant to be tight, but fitting and comfortable. The drawstrings were polished leather belts, dyed vermillion, with shining silver buckles that held it in place.&nbsp; Her gown was carefully managed with light greys, and tinges of green in the underlace of her gown, Giving room for modesty and to look merely unimpressive as not to attract too much attention where it wouldn't be wanted. namely the spiteful and gossiping noble ladies of the court. Flatting down the little crinkles, she moved to open the door, leaving her hair as it was. She didn't like messing with a good thing. Natural curls, thank heaven. She only ran a good brushing and a back up combing to make sure it was neatly in place.<br><br>" Alright. A good walk up the valley to the Count's Manor. Yes, I did order a carriage for today, but the coachmen had higher paying customers and backed out.." She casted a glance at him, her hand grabbing the table salt to pour some into her head. She tossed it at him and a soft whisper of arcane and managed a white coat to fit over the leather belted suit. " Coming?.." Her free hand scopped up the scarlet hooded caped before opening the door to head out, leaving the demon to secure it behind him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 03:00:26</strong>
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				He had only nodded, shutting and securing the door before taking step next to her. She was certainly acting strange... He had still wondered why she had pressed her ear to the side of the wall like that... He couldnt so much see, as he could feel her there. He was almost certain of it. As her spell had woven him formal attire, he looked at it, magical indeed. He liked the arcane strands that covered him, but the other leather suit, was it not good to wear such things in front of people? He rather enjoyed its form fitting hug on his body. Free to move as he wished, with no hindrance. Almost as if he were sky clad. As he walked beside her, he had looked down, his lips curving in a slight bit of examination. "You know, there would be a much faster way to your counts manor, should you permit me." He said rather plainly, as if he already didnt mind the walk, but just offering another option.<br><br>"I leave the decision to you. I rather enjoy walking, but if you dont wish to, i will make the trip short, and scenic in another way." He offered, his hands clasped at the wrists behind him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 06:42:46</strong>
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				" One thing you will notice, Dethoric, there is noone whom holds me up nor contributes to me. I reign my own home and keeping for six years. On the way back, then. We have plenty of time to to soak in nature's aspiring bounty around my homestead and make appropriate time for the party..." Silvery eyes looking over the darkening sky. Sun light beamed in and kept the sky from turning black, but shades of colors painted through the sky. A scarlet hue with plumes of grey and orange clouds stretching out like tails of molten gold to the distant horizon. The world had never looked so beautiful, so bright.. For a split second, the horned maiden wondered if the feeling of freedom within her chest was eminating and peaked from his own magical influence. Though possibly not consciously as they were bound in some unfathomable way.<br><br>&nbsp;Venturing down under the darkening sky, it had not taken long, on this particular&nbsp; bumpy foot trail, for a carriage pulled by two white mares cautiously making headway. Laterned hooked on the four corners, the&nbsp; rich violet curtains slightly opened and laughter, distinctly feminine, had poured out allow with the click of delicate glass. Dulcinae's blood pressure elevated slightly though the beat of her heart remained the same. Over the passing hour of the silent walk in the lovely country side it had taken to reach the gates of the manor settled neatly on the hill, only that single carriage had rode the path. As it seems, for carriages as nice as that one, an alternative trail that was smoother, a known main street. It seems someone had known she was coming this particular.<br><br>The lights shown through tall windows of clear and stain glass, the white brick house was a glow with flickering lanterns, the spiral fountain catching the firey after glow and turned to gold. People dressed in their best as they climbed the sets and were greted by maids to take the over coats. The courtet could be heard playing, the song of hte violin and the cello, the lyrical flute and recorder.&nbsp; Hte house was rather large, though despite the huge appearance, it didn't seem to be a two story. The architectual design only bring a high ceiling and flying buttress. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>09-11-2008, 21:42:13</strong>
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				He nodded as they walked, not saying much besides. She seemed to be enjoying herself rather well, the cool night sky and the fresh air was indeed soothing. He rather enjoyed himself as well, spending some sort of time with her was making him feel rather at peace. Though the slight elevation in her body at seeing the carriage as it passed. His brow raised for a moment, but he said nothing, feeling as though there was something amiss. He kept quiet though, walking alongside her until they had come to a rather lavish looking home, presumably the destination. He took in the rather lavish look of the place, and naturally he assumed it was the place. "Well then... I suppose we should go in then M'lady." He said rather easily, and he waved his hand, the gate coming open as subtly as if someone merely let it open, careful not to implement magic use to trouble his lady.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>18-11-2008, 22:15:16</strong>
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				<em>Sojourn there for a moment, watching the house and the shadows of people waking past the lite windows as the gates before them opened. Her hand came up as he was sporting a hand neatly folded behind his back and looped lithe fingers about his elbow before continuing toward the the house. The other slightly tending tothe trim of her wares and making sure it touched barely touched the ground with a light manipulation of a low wind.&nbsp; Climbing the steps, nary a person spared a glance, though her escort seemed to win some looks, of curiousity and even some where envious. Whether it was envy for her or for him, it was almost hard to tell, but their was certainly some harsh feelings toward Dulcinae and she was no stranger to the feeling. <br><br>Checking her coat by a helpful doorman, and advising Kael to keep his own on. They didn't even make it to the ballroom before a women aburptly stopped them with a friendly conspiritor's tone.<br><br>" Dulcinae Halloway! I'm so surprised to see you attending the ball. I surely thought I would have seen your carriage here, I know how you keep such a punctual appearance, my dear. Aww, look at your dress." &nbsp;The familar tones of this woman played as she feinted sympathy. Even though she couldn't see a single dirt mark on the newly tailored French lavender gown, The noble looking lady in question, still acted as if there were a tatter or smudge mark. " The hem of your gown looks so worn, I surely glad you decided to wear something old then spend what little fortune you have on the new fashions. I heard the Count loves humble people." &nbsp;The women prattled on, her own dress overly decorated with fabric roses and low cut hems to flatter her lovely young body. Her dark brown hair done up with curls and piled high like a beehive upon her head. Her sharp eyes was looking for the slightess frown or shock on Dulcinae's face, looking to score a hit or irk a nerve.<br><br>" Well, Lady Vanderport, I am glad to meet your warm welcome and concern, but I am here only to wish the Count well." &nbsp;She didn't put on a plastic smile, but kept her tone level with formality, silver eyes gazing beyond the women as if not to acknowledge that she were merely standing directly in the way. <br><br>" You mean to say you have more important things then a celebration?" &nbsp;The women said with some exasperation, though becoming a bit flush that she was being so easily brushed off as always. She stepped to the side, only to try and get herself back under the horned women's eyes, the movement cleverly masked with a&nbsp; hand coming to her chest as if it was something offensive. <br><br>" I have family business to attend to and yes, I would deem it more important."Sounding annoyed for a moment, almost ready to move past the women when those green eyes meet hers.<br><br>" Oh, I do agree, that is more important, though you really should find yourself a good husband. I mean what would people say when they think you brought your cousin along with you to such a decorated affair? At anyrate, it is a pleasure to meet him.. Toodles, dear, my husband is waiting and I can not stand here talking the night away with you.." &nbsp;And like that the women turned and lead herself down the hall to an elder looking gentlemen waiting very patiently for her return. A tight smile wore on the ladies lips as she glanced back to see if her comment made a hit. This only judged as to remind Dulcinae of how much she despised other females for their whimsicial nature, the gossip and two-faced conspiritors like Lady Vanderport.<br><br>Feeling her teeth reset, the distaste passing and she continued on to the large open gallery of festivities and wine. It was like an indoor carnival to the left side of the building and some beings were in costumes of bright colors and daring masks.. In the middle were a large number of tables sitting in reserve for the people invited, all round tables as to watch both the performing arts as they ate and pay attention to the Count, whom was up on a riser with his closest associates. A band played on the opposite side of the room with tables outling a floor space with punch bowls and finger foods, for the ladies whom wished to dance and snack lightly. It was grand. Well thought for everyone's entertainment. Most of the room were up and about, too excited to be seated for long. Even the Count seemed busy with a line of well wishes and gifts planted along a table....<br><br>" I don't suppose any of your masters have instructed you to dance? I would really appreciate the gesture, Kael." &nbsp;<br><br></em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>02-12-2008, 04:32:03</strong>
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				He turned to look at his master, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Of course. Come." He took her hand gently, leading her to the dance floor. He had seen her expression when the woman had addressed her. He had wanted to interject, but he had figured his words were best kept to himself. Leading his lady upon the dance floor, he pulled her gently into his arms, resting a hand at her hip, and another hand, his strong fingers lacing with her hand. "You had to but ask, M'lady." Hearing the rhythm of the song the violinist began to play, he led her into a very fluid dance. An almost whimsical charm about the way his silvery hair moved in the evening air. his eyes remained locked onto hers, the look of not concentration, but care in his eyes. Taking time to make sure it was to her liking.<br><br>"These people Irritate you so... twice tonight you have been insulted by their foolishness and pettiness. Why do you anger yourself associating with these types... If i may ask." He truly wondered why, but he spoiled nothing holding her closely to him. He could feel her warm body against his, even through the thick attire he wore. Each motion a pleasing, easy step to their dance...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>21-12-2008, 20:22:05</strong>
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				<em>His grace the fluid power house,&nbsp; his arms a ginger security lock around her waist and the curve of her hip. To those looking on the glising duo,&nbsp; it seemed to inimate, a closed box with only the two of them swaying, lightly rubbing to one another. But from Dulcinae's stance in the arms of Dethoric, she ponderd if just her passion was enough to keep him like this. A firm hand to him and the inferno of demonic power seemed to turn into a purring kitten with such softness in his cold hue eyes. He even spun her hormones out of control from the fridged maiden to such delightful sensations that made her feel like a feline in heat. She didn't say anything for a moment or two, simply enjoying the number of the melody, the laughter, his hands... <br><br>" I would say it's human nature, but I think that would be giving the wrong impression. It's an aspect of people that some can not reign control over or simply feel they do not need to. Yet... My attendance here is over a family debt of gratitude and generousity to the House of the Count. Our families have aided one another for generations, only he prospered in wealth and fortunes while the Halloways achieved enlightment of magical inclinations. Mark my word, I do this out of honor to my family, not association. " &nbsp;<br><br>Her skin was warm, but her insides felt a bit cool to her, she cuddled to him slightly, her hand interlocked with his, the other upon his chest with slender digits curling over a strand of the wispy silver hair for just a moment. Her eyes never faultered,&nbsp; but would study his face,&nbsp; the way he watched her, bore into her eyes was almost entrancing on it's own. Golden curls sway wit hthe motion of passing air, silver eyes glitter with a sofft haze of color, that revealed her thoughts of his masculine charm before they could even be censored. Or maybe she was just slowly unwinding from that uptightness she displayed earlier. <br><br>Stealing her hands way into the fomal coat with a sleight motion.&nbsp; Palm pressing to the taut leather, absently rubbing over the upper side of his pec with an appreicative firmness. The curvacious form stretched lightly in their agile dance, like a tigeress' flirting body over a male, her finger nails scraping the leather felt like a teasing prying. A bit of wonder if there was some dark corner somewhere, would any notice or try to stop them? This thought brought no blush, but a curious brush swaying to his hips, her body pushing a little closer then she dared..<br><br>" Kael.."</em>[/color]<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 09:38:26</strong>
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				Kael looked on as she explained, taking in her discription of the last encounter, as well as why she was even here at all. It made sense, some of it anyhow. Duty bound, repaying debts, he knew all about the system's workings. As they danced, he began to notice subtle changes in her body, the way she moved, each breath she took, something was affecting her, and he had a slight idea, if but a thought. The way she looked back at his face was next to wondrous, the look in her eyes as she studied him, was something warming. She was in no way the woman he had initially thought she was.<br><br>When her hand moved to the inside of his coat, he paused for a moment in thought, but continued dancing as normal. He could even through the leather, feel her warm hand pressed against his chest. Feeling the light scrape of her nails against the leather brought a coy, but warm smile to his lips. Her warm body pressing much closer than he would have thought she would ever. Hearing her speak his name, he looked down with soft eyes to her, raising his hand to her face, half touching her cheek and half her neck, a gentle stroke of his skin on hers.<br><br>"Yes M'lady...?" he asked gently, drawing his thumb slowly over her lips, a gentle touch as if to both invite, and ask.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 10:20:59</strong>
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				<em>Was it merely the light or did those cold eyes somehow get warmer, the slight creeping smil crossing his lips , for once made her seem to charming and less infuriating as it had before. It placed her heart on the edge of beating, under her hand she could feel the soft rythym of his heart beat drumming steadily against her finger tips. Her heart folloed his lead, after a second or two, her breathing relaxed though shallow in the confines of his impressive arms.&nbsp; The cool touch of a roaming hand circled her cheek and caressed the back of her neck. With one slight move of his hand a finger brushed&nbsp; a pale lobe, the thumb gliding over her sherry lips with an artistic gingerness that gave her goosebumps. <br><br>She felt like&nbsp; such a giddy young thing again, and she almost didn't like it. Lips began to part, the slight tips of her tongue tapped his thumb as if be accident as she wet her upper lip to speak. And then a sudden thump landed on her demon's shoulder and snapped her gaze to a wily and wirey young man in a petty coat. <br><br>" Goody, Miss Halloway, I didn't think you'd show up. Mind if I cut in, you sort o' owe me a dance. I remember you skipped out last time before I coul get ta you, naughty nymph." Gergory Harstool began to grin with this slight tabacco stain teeth. Cousin of the Lady Vanderport, the poor soul, he was always chasing one girl or another and making use of his uncle's fortunes to get them and then grow bored after promising the moon and stars. It was then her cheeks started to unconsciously flush. <br><br>" Oh, well, I'm a little busy, Gergory. Maybe the last song..?" &nbsp;She didn't know her own charm at this point. The velvet vocals breathy and low, making her sound a bit undersexed and sonorous like a waiting lap kitten, a gloved hand instinctively reaching for her hair to check the golden locks and curls. Her poise against Kael could have ben scadalous if someone took the time to see the proper maiden keeping her tummy and hips molding to the imposing male.&nbsp; Simple and dear Gerfory didn't seem to notice, his mind a little clouded with how she spoke.<br><br>"You said that last time and my cousin chased you off. I thought since your just here with your Nephew, I could dance with you. Now come along, I can't chase you forever, Dearie." He grinned and grabbed her arm,&nbsp; ready to tug her away and already doing a decent job of getting himself closer to drape her against himself. " Come on, we can spin all the way out to the terrace and dance under the stars so like those big beautiful eyes." &nbsp;Gergory cheered on, with a short chuckle, his hands dipping low on her back and cupping over the curve of her rump. Dulcinae held to the interlacing fingers of Dethoric, a bit unwilling to let go as she started to feel a little naked at the sudden change. " Well I.."<br>" -Would love to? I know, Come along!" &nbsp;He rambled excitedly, giving a firm jerk as her pulled her along in a clumsy swing, there was n rythym just blind joy in his steps, holding her close as he grinned foolishly. </em> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 10:39:45</strong>
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				Kael looked on at the strange man as he spoke, already deciding... that he did not like him. His personality was fake as a mirage in the deep deserts. Though for his masters sake, he stayed quiet, observing with a rather firm look, quite displeased that they were now under such an interruption from enjoying a very pleasant evening. But when the man she called Gregory grabbed her arm, it let an alarm in his mind. He wanted to take the mans hand, and break it. But he kept his still, until he pulled her away from him entirely. Letting not the slightest words from her lips to turn him away, before taking his own thoughts on the matter and proceeding. A mistake on his part...<br><br>Kael moved toward the foolishly clumsy man, and purposely moved slyly into the way of his next clumsy step, the man bumping into his broad chest as if he had bumped into brick itself. Placing a hand on his shoulder, he remained polite, the most subtle of threat to his tone. "Good sir, My Aunt and I were in the middle of a dance, and a very important discussion... And not once did I hear her approve of your dancing with her, and pulling her away like an uncouth dog.." He said with a small grin twisting on his lips, his grip growing firm... avoiding pain, but offering much in the way of discomfort. "It was my understanding that men in as high a regard as yourself were beyond such things... Being in somewhat of an Aristocracy myself, i happen to know that your behavior is completely unacceptable toward my family."<br><br>After uttering the words, he didnt let either of them move. Turning his eyes to his master, then to the fool. "This time, you will ask her in the manner a man should ask a woman... and Accept the answer you are given without further pursuit of the matter..." he spoke with an overtone of... amusement in his voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 11:23:03</strong>
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				<em>The world spun and so did her hed, she felt dizzy and slightly disoreintated as if she had not fed or drinked the entire day. The beats of her heart was suddenly erractic as she leaned against Gergory and felt his hands holding her tighter, squeezing her sides to feel her ample breast push to him and the hard buds of niples tickle through his blouse and slick black vest. He was in heaven with the feeling, the small rush of power he got from holding the buxom mage, savoiring her flusted face and sparkling helpless eyes. Was she falling for his charms? She was normally such a tease, but this side of her was enjoyable and almost a lewd opposite of her normal attitudes.<br><br>Yet then he hit a wall. Almost literally as he nearly toppled over, only to be caught by a steel-laden hand. He looked up&nbsp; to the large man she had danced with and decided.. That he didn't like him. Whom was this proclaimed aristrocrat? He couldn't be related to this tiny damsel. Was he a suitor? " How dare you to lay your damn hand on me. She <strong>owes me</strong> a dance, you squealing hog." He jerked away, waving and offended hand and gave a glare upon Dulcinae, expecting her to correct the man. " Well?" He started feverishly, his brow deeping as the other arched higher on his head, almost looking indignified and ridiculous.<br><br>" You made the mistake of laying your hand on me first. I have no desire to waste my time on you further. Good day, Gergory." &nbsp;Standing souhjourn, unmoving as she folded her hand behind her back,&nbsp; a figer traces&nbsp; the back of Dethoric's hand in gratitude for the brief moment. She was solemn and slowly striaghtening out her dress beore she started to turn. The wiry man's face grew a slight shade of pink. " You serpent women! Your insolent mouth will be the end of you, witch. &nbsp;" He growled lowly and turned, moving int othe crowd that parted slightly, a few people watched the two for a moment and whispered as they danced on. Her fingers picked at his own,carefully setting her fingers to lace into his palm, simply wishing to touch him.<br><br>" Fortune does some queer things to people's minds.." She murmured to no one&nbsp; in particular, a slow breath of relief drawing from her lips. " Escort me outside, Kael, they have a wonderful little Lake in the back and I need some air.."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>22-12-2008, 11:50:34</strong>
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				Kael smiled again, amused at the situation. "It appears that humans lavish lifestyles also turn them into cowards... sniveling runt." He uttered in dismay of the exiting <em>guest</em> that had intruded on their evening. But at the mention of a lake in back, and her wanting to get some air, he couldnt help but agree. Being inside places like these were not only constricting, they murdered his hearing. He hated social events, be they humans or demons, the squabble was only different in context, not practice. "But of course." He replied to her, his fingers closing gently around her hand, and he offered his arm as a gentleman would to escort his consort for the evening.<br><br>A short walk later, and they were at the lake she had mentioned. The way the moonlight reflected off of its surface brought a strange feel and glow to the area around them. He liked it for some reason... even he didnt know why. "Here we are..." He muttered, seeing a well enough place to take a seat. "This should do quite nicely." Though he had brought her to have a seat, he was reluctant to let her go, but would if she motioned for it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 00:05:07</strong>
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				<em>Music faded away, but her fingers within his hand never did.<br><br>The mark upon her palm tingled and almost itched with a teasing sensation, causeing her hand to slowly rub into the warmth of his, mating their palms.&nbsp; A softer wave would be parted, content and simply glad she wasn't left in solitude amoung the wolves of society. Last year she merely sent the Count a letter. For some reason it had bothered her to be so distant, the man was rather kind on his own, yet he dealt with cut-throats that often made ehr wonder how truly vicious he was under that demeanor of gentility. Yet this thought was temporarily discarded as starlet eyes found the sight of the garden's lake.. A large hedge semi blocked it off from the terrace, mezmerizing her with the moment's beauty bringing tranquilty to her heart. She missed her home in the mainlands, where trees and rugged mountain mated into a harmonious symphony of color and florishing scents.<br><br>Taking a seat, the moon dancing off the golden locks and the bronze spiraling horns in such a manner it ensnared a spectra halo of various hues to shine and give an almost supernatural glow that started ever so dim and warmed with the lightening of her spirit. A mystical endeavor no doubt, her magic easily triggered by her emotions even one so subtle, and yet rarely envoked, as joy. <br><br>" That was a display of restraint with Gregory. I almost felt you would do something violent in setting him straight. " &nbsp;Her fingers slowly slipped out of his hand and started adjusting his coat, yet her hands blindly slipped past it and fiddle with the leggings of that skin tight leather outift; smoothing it down the shape and hard muscle heavy round of thigh to calf. The ginger task almost felt sensual, however concerned. Though this was by no mere accident her hand tucked between bulky legs, the slender palm cupping his groin as it's twin skillfully tighten one of the many straps of leather. Like a dog that is patted on for a good job, he earned a unique little level of gratitude and even some obvious pride in ownership..&nbsp; <br><br>" We will be departing soon, perhaps attending was a mistake after all." &nbsp;Even as spoken, that sonorous voice felt lighter and unappologizing even as her hands squeezed the semi-ridged buldge that had nestled against her softness while they danced. She was just glad she didn't have those confusing urges messing with her mind. " I bet the sight of the moon on the rolling waves would be ten times more wonderous a sight by now..."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 10:01:15</strong>
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				Kael looked down at her as she touched him. Her nimble hands making his body tingle slightly as she roamed him, straightening his clothing out. His eyes didnt flinch the slightest, even as she touched a rather sensitive spot... "You had told me not to do anything to cause you trouble. Normally, i would have broken his shoulder, or perhaps just impaled him with my bare hand... But that would have caused a large scene for you." He mentioned, smiling very faintly. When her hand squeezed him, his eyes finally shifted a bit, the most minute sense of pleasure he felt in his body. Even a small sigh left his lips, though he was unsure of weather or not she heard it.<br><br>When she mentioned seeing the moon by her home on the ocean, he smiled a bit, tilting his head. "Well then, I shall take you home." He said quickly, a red outline of light forming on the outside of his body, turning to the side, he looked up to the sky, his back bulging out a bit, as if something were trying to come... from his body. Since the clothes he wore were magical in nature, he could afford to damage them a bit for this. He closed his eyes, and in a flash, large black wings ripped from his back, onyx in color, as black as the night they observed. The only light shining off of the dark black scale coating the wings membrane.<br><br>He raised his arms and stretched the wings out full span, easily twice his body in length. Folding them behind his back, he reached his hand down to his master, offering her. "I think you will find the view from the sky rather stunning." he said with a smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 10:23:10</strong>
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				<em>What a morbid creature..<br><br>Though Demon fit him perfectly as there was no forgiveness, no mercy in his words and it almost turned her blood cold, yet at the same time, she was thankful. She never cared much for anyone or thing after her father died. he was the light of her life, a father, mentor, and friend.. He is still missed dearly. She couldn't even enter his room since it happened.. Yet for now, she had Dethoric by her side and he was serious on guarding her from anything that seemed to bring her the slightest displeasure or discomfort. Ironic. On their first meeting, he was the epitome of both those things. Now urges to touch him had morphed their relationship, into something she did not completely control.<br><br>" Pardon?." &nbsp;Dulcie's voice piped quickly with the most lost expression that curved her smooth face and, for a moment, she looked utter hopeful. Speechless, the ominous rip of material brought out hte darkest wings, beyong that of a raven's hues. Exuberantly glorious, less demonic and more of the shady angel appeal almost brought the maiden under a trance as she took his hand without hesitating and fluidly&nbsp; stood to lean against his body. The golden locks ripple along the motion, her generous bust flattened into round orbs frommeeting his flat abdomin.<br><br>" Take me.." </em> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 10:58:31</strong>
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				Kael smiled and leaned down a bit, scooping her off of the ground, feeling her warm frame against his chest. Her ample bosom pressed gently to him, causing a faint smirk. As he held her, his wings flattened out, and rose slowly. "Just hang onto me M'lady, and enjoy the view." He said with a tender tone, his masculine voice rife with amusement. He flapped the wings in a hard beat downward, sending his body and hers into the night sky. Though the off was rough, he kept her body steady and comfortable as he could, heading in the direction of her home.<br><br>the ground passed beneath them, the trees and road, as well as the moonlight on a lake to the left of them. his arms holding her protectively, to assure she did not fall from him. "Its been a long time since ive stretched my wings..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 00:19:02</strong>
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				<em>She had never before become so aware of a peril so quickly, although she wasn't sure if it was the ground she feared or getting so close to his body. What electricity. Fitting so close, so well to one another it could be a sin of it's own accord. Earth and sea salt stuck to his scent and carried the warm masculine odor that made her body melt and respond shamelessly. Hands cradled every outter curve, the air hit and made goosebums trail over exposed cream skin, her nipple tightly contracting from the&nbsp; the breeze. Holding tightly to him with a lithe shiver from surprise. His vocals flowed through and brought starlet orbs to his face before peering over her shoulder at the moving ground beneath. Water rushing past from the wide creeks and the rippling lakes that feed in fro mteh river and out into the deep blue sea. The autumn foilage and baring trees were beautiful, making it look like a gentle fire came to bloom.<br><br>" It's good to see a clumsy side of you." She admitted easily, if a bit quickly. That statement only went so far, it would be a horrid thing to fall from this, but with steel arms enclosed around her, a fall would be nothing more then intent. No, he would not allow such a thing. The cool air spirited her mind from it, the light of the moon and the soft color of the earth several yards away. The brilliant lights of the house became stars fading away into the background, her loose grip held to one place and the other held out a hand to feel the air rushing past it.. "What other abilities are at your disposal, D?" &nbsp;A slight membrance of her earlier wish to study him. They seemed to have bonded a little more, it should be easier on finding out about his past, about him.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 21:19:02</strong>
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				He couldnt help the smile that formed on his young looking face at her question. Indeed there was far greater things he could do than cheap parlor tricks and conjuring. "There are a great many things i can do with my powers, Master. But to name them all would be tedious, and tiresome even for one seeking to learn such as you." He commented, seeing her home but flying farther passed, heading to the beach. As he came over the sands, he landed, with her in his arms as the peaceful sounds of the waves rolling up on the sands comforted his mind.<br><br>"Im fond of ice... Its versatile, strong, and when need be, deadly. One might call me a frost demon, though lengths of my time here i havent shown you anything of it. Perhaps i will soon..." he pondered, looking down at her with a smile, feeling her warm body in his arms... He wondered if she enjoyed his company?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 21:48:31</strong>
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				<em>" I do not tire of that which I know next to nothing about." The glittering maiden minded him, incling her head back and for one brief moment&nbsp; her grasp released from his long coat and sread out wide o feel the air rushing by. Like a golden banner her hair fllew wild and curls bounces and swayed. She felt his embrace suddenly tighten like a coiling serpent, a vise grasp that wasn't at all uncomfortable given a demon's iron strength. Cool air shot through her flimsy dress, from her collarbone, over the globes of flesh, and down her belly to the length of her legs. She felt when their flight came to a slow and their bodies angled right side up to perpare to land. Yet the Gentle roar of the calm ocean reached her ears. Her eyes snapped open, leaning against him with her fingers retangling in his coat. Silver eyes found the sandy beach with it's golden pearl color under the moonlight. <br><br>She incined her head to question him when he spoke again, her mnd piqued and slightly wndered about his smile. They always held such male amusement at simple things. " I'm not fond of the cold, I happen to like being toasty. Though curious, you can fly.. Can you shape shift or even summon?" Rolling her hip as her feet found the floor, though still a sense of weightlessness&nbsp; rushed through her. She steped away from him to look out in the distant horizon. the moon&nbsp; smiled upon the frthing waves.. It was quite a night..</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 22:25:40</strong>
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				He walked after her, standing behind her and looking out at the water. "Shapeshift? no, i cannot. I was created without such ability, nor has it ever held any appeal to me. I prefer to appear as i am, perhaps i am just vain." He said with a small laugh, his arms clasping behind his back. He didnt pay much mind to her not liking cold. Of course he could muster other elements, he just enjoyed ice the most.<br><br>"As for summoning... I can summon elementals, and various other things. But i dont care to dabble with much in summoning sentient demons, they are foolhardy, clumsy, and rarely obey orders to the T as i would refer."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 23:00:56</strong>
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				<em>Shapeshifting uninteresting? Well, to her mind it was, the mitochondria and dna alterations would have been a marvelous study, yet he seemes to weild some elemental powers and could, perhaps conjou them if he spoke truth. Her head turned, just to hear him laugh, it made her feel so warm inside... And that action seemed strange to her.<br><br>" Yes, sentient demons are the only ones that are foolhardy and clumsy... " &nbsp;Her tone almost seeming sarcastic. Mercury hues eyed him over for a second, wanting to add 'vain into that equation but he was doing alright so far. She had wanted to stay for Atticus' sake, but the people he did business with made her wonder at times. If only he hadn't changed so much. Knees folded under her, a hand placing ont ohte cooling sands just long enough to lay down in the fine powered and stare endlessly to the night sky. Bronze gold horns easily sunk into the sand, a light shift so she wasn't fully resting on her hair. Well, maybe she could talk to him tomarrow. <br><br>" Do you miss her?.."</em>[/color]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>31-01-2009, 00:45:19</strong>
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				He raised a brow at her, a small smirk growing on his lips at her sarcasm. He liked her fire, it was one of the things that drew him to her. Her personality was strong, and because of that he pledged himself to her. She was powerful yes, but even powerful people could be weak minded. As she lay down, he decided to sit beside her, not caring for standing on such a comfortable evening.<br><br>When she asked out of the blue if he missed her, he seemed to know instantly who she was referring. "... I suppose in a way you could call it that. I dont know what humans consider, 'missing' people. There is a sense of loss there yes, but at the same time, She got to do the one thing that most humans in their lifetime never will." He said lightly, taking a hand full of dry sand and slowly letting it fall back into the hole he caused... like an hourglass. "She lived the way she chose, with no others to tell her how. Much like you do. You let no one rule your life, let nothing stay your hand from reaching out to your goals. Its that mentality that divides you, and she, from the staple of humanity... In a way, you have transcended it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>31-01-2009, 22:15:30</strong>
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				And yet she felt... Empty.<br><br>Nothing held her back after the death of her father, she learned all she could; alchemical trades, conjuring, illusionary arts, transmogification, nercromancy, anything and everything that held a mystical shadow she learned until summoning had taken up a small section of her life. She once summoned a little creature, though his time was shortly lived, substained only by her power. Dethoric was a higher form of summoning, he was self substaining and the price to keep him so was a soul bind that he intiated. She should have been the one to do that, perhaps her hormones wouldn't have gone out of whack each time she touched him. Everytime they touched, her heart would beat and her body almost felt like it was melting, electricity would spin up her limbs. The space was pleasant, she felt only a little like herself.&nbsp; <br><br>" Being a woman, not a lot of people stand in your way. Their expectations are low and when doing something magnificent, they look upon you like your mad. Most men I know would think they would do me a favor by attempting to partake of my company. The bastard fools.." &nbsp;She cooed lowly, a minor flair of contempt for humanity danced in that sonorous voice. Her nap from earlier was runing herself low, a tired hand came up to wipe those starlight eyes with a slow sigh. <br><br>"I'm glad we left that dreadful event.. Flying through the sky was a delightful highlight of this emotional day. " Stretching out in the pearl sands, the fine power easily gliding under the back of slender hands to make a circle on the beach around the buxom golden beauty.Eyes closed with comfort, her magic almost seemed to glow in this small sentientment of joy. Prismatic colorsheld a vexing wane, light glimmering wraith absorbed some of the moonlite caress and adopt it for her own.&nbsp; He could almost feel her comfort and little starts of warmth sincerely tugging at his heart.. Before it was gone.. Even the glow seemed to dim as Dulcinae's brow furrowed slightly. <br><br>" Have to go home. I forgot I'm suppose to pick up my payment from Miss Lu`Cher before she heads to Quarter Royace in the morning.." A deep breath in that white gown really captured the rise and fall of her chest. Even as those silver eyes caght him in their sights, she actually felt a bit more at ease with him around.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 06:48:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked back down to her, watching as she moved up from the sands. She was indeed a very fascinating woman in terms of humans. He walked beside her and looked into her eyes as she looked to him. He smiled at her thoughtfully and knelt down a bit, scooping her off of the sands and into his arms. "we should get you home then master. Wouldnt want you to be late in catching this person you need to see." He said with a light smile, waving a finger in the air before them, a faint light growing into a tracer of sorts, a bright white rune floating idly in the air as a doorway of sorts open. "An easier way home i think." He said lightly, walking inside of it, and in the flash of an eye, they were standing in the living room of her home.<br><br>He set her beside him, her body resting against his until she would move herself... Though the warmth, he liked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 07:35:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				In under a minute he swept her off her feet and into arms both warm and secure, to where she almost couldn't deny her body's gloving fit. They melded together, her plump breast easily flushed agaisnt the solid wall of the masculine perfection, this demon that gingerly tended to her. She felt the magical flow as white runes scribe the air and created a solid matter, that when he broguht them through, she was home.. <br><br>Beside him, those eyes looked over her livingroom and she slowly moved over to her bedroom, except for now he found the slender digits were tangled with a tender and fragile trust. Light, of the hearth and teh little candles lining the simple taste of her room, blossomed into a waxing yellow light.&nbsp; She closed ehr bedroom door and&nbsp; turned over to him, her fingers finding the&nbsp; buttons that kept the trenchcoat closed, snapping each slowly from their loops and carefully removing the article. Admiring the form fit of his leather outfit. <br><br><em>" Do you get tired?.."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 07:56:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked down at her and nodded lightly. "I do from time to time... only after exerting myself a lot. Magic use, heavy strenuous activity and healing my own injuries." He explained, watching as she unbuttoned the jacket he wore until he was revealed in the form fitting leather she had placed him in. He looked over her carefully, wondering just why she closed the door of the bedroom. "What may i ask are these questions pertaining to?" he asked lightly, observing her eyes admiring his body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 08:46:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				" From exertion? Hmm." The flight here, the door, she wondered if any of that wore on him, but there was such a vivid light in his eyes, telltale signs he could be awake for hours. In her hands the coat easily disappeared and turn back to the energy it was crafted from. then she touched the&nbsp; leather suit, looking and appreciating the taxture, detail, ven how his solid body shapen the unique article. Tracing fingers over the metal rings and thick bands of&nbsp; they traveled from the wide&nbsp; barrel of his chest ot his narrow hips giving into his thighs. <br><br><em>"Well,&nbsp; I must sleep soon, so I can not afford for you to sneak away or something. I need you here, with me. YOu didn't want to be in the basement, had to be such an ass about that lovely litle room, I figure I'll just have to get over my issues on personal space and just have you in my room. "</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 09:04:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He only smiled a bit, tilting his head. Rouge strands of his silver hair falling over his left eye. "Why would you think that i would sneak away? Have i not pledged myself to your service master?" He asked with a soft smile, walking over to take a seat upon the end of her bed. "But if you insist, then I guess i have no choice. You are telling me, after all." He admitted, looking back up at her. He held a curious look to his eyes.<br><br>"Why all of the sudden do you wish me in here with you?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 10:25:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She was about to say that he could go sleep in the basement if he felt she didn't believe him, yet he started making himself comfortable, as if she twisted his arm into staying. She smiled,&nbsp; light and loving as she turned away to open the wide double doors and push the clothing to the side. Selecting a featherweight nightgown and she tossed it on the bed.&nbsp; Digits lopp through the little ribbons of her dress and with a tug the material loosen, like a waterfall it slipped off her body a bit faster then she had hoped. Taking in a breathe, she felt a little panicked, her breasts were bare and the soft golden peach as the rest of her with a light pink&nbsp; and sweet cherry blossom colored nipples. Though his next question threw her off slightly, and her eyes looked quite innocent for a moment before her brow softly narrowed.<br><br><em>" Don't you want to be here with me?"</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 10:37:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked back up at her as she slipped out of her dress, her naked body coming into sight for the very first time to his eyes. He stood from the bed, and couldnt help but walk to her, his body standing directly before hers. He looked down into her face, a soft expression not upon her naked body, but directly into her eyes. "But i do my master... It was only my curiosity." He said with a small smile forming on his lips. his hand touched her cheek affectionately. "As i have said before. I am your servant, and you are my master... I am your guardian, your protector... Whatever you wish me to be to you i am... That is my Allegiance to you, remember?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 11:52:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She wasn't self conscious, she knew she was lovely, but she did feel vunerable. For the moment he sat upon the edge of her lone bed and with a fluid grace that made everything on her tingle with a sudden chill. Touched with warmth, his unfathomable deep glacier hues seemed smokey, yet clear. It brought such a light to his eyes that warmed her heart and it was not just any gleam for the room nor candlelight, but she was that golden glitter in his eyes. His heavy hand that had such strength caressed her cheek and easily snared her with his sincerity, with his pleadge and oath that was not just words, but marked her hand. It wasn't until the party did she even think he meant any of it at all, the stinging words, the mockery of her life, it could have simply been an act, but he was honest and true. She slightly wondered if he was lacing a spell on her, or was it their souls becoming intwined.<br><br><em>" .. I remember.." &nbsp;</em> Memerized, her fingers&nbsp; taking a hold of his hand for a moment, softly moving his fingers against her neck. She had no intention of being so bare before him, she would have allowed him to sleep within her closet, not in her bed. She would want him close at hand, and place those binding scrolls upon him, but.. Maybe it would not be too bad, to lay with him, to be comfortable and warm. The round of her chest pushing against the warm taut leather made her nipples harden into a tight rounds, her free hand extended her index and gave it a soft curl. The oynx color around recieved a soft tug. <em>" Kiss me."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 12:02:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking at her for a moment more, wondering what brought about this change in her became irrelevant. When she had guided his hands to her neck, he had sensed something within her... but it was unfamiliar to feel from one such as her. Those words that she uttered... at first he was unsure if he had heard her correctly. But as the seconds drew on he saw nothing else... only her words linger in his mind. Slowly, his thumb traced over her cheek, his other arm going around her lower back and holding her gently to him, whilst he lean to her soft lips...<br><br>He kissed her as she had asked him... his lips meeting hers gently, reveling in her warmth, and offering her all of his...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 12:27:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Life breath held within her throat as a arm pulled her close and brought the beat of his heart to her fingertips and great warmth that spread through her. She was uncertain how to feel other then she was so curious, his thumb brushed her cheek and the soft round of her lower lip. Her hovered there above her, and she had never seen uncertainty upon a man of his confidence before. He always looked like a man that would take and be damn all those whom had the misfortune of missing out. His lips met hers, and eyes became halflittle, fluttering close. Like a butterflie's wing it brushed his cheek. Her hand gentle slid up his chest to curve her palm around the back of his neck. The other lightly squeezed his hand, brushing the tips of her fingers against the palm of his hand. She moaned softly like a warm little pur.<br><br>She parted from his lips with a little shuddering breathe to exhale, his fingers slide up to the pulse of his throat&nbsp; and followed it to the heated lips, comb her fingers over his cheek and into the edge of his whispy white hair. She did not move more then an inch away from his face, a soft tip to her toes brought her back to his lip, kissing him back with a ginger nuzzle, nipping his thick lips to gain a little taste of his skin..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 12:37:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The kiss was as gentle as he thought it would be... But her never having had a man before only seemed to feed a small desire to be his masters first. Though he would wait for her to express more intimate interest before taking such actions on his own. Seeing the flutter in her eyes as he kissed her, was a sight to behold. He had never seen a woman so affected by a simple kiss as she... but he was bound to her on a different level. His other arm slid around her back and held her thin frame to his, reveling in the soft touch of her lips.<br><br>When she had parted from him, he had assumed that the end... but her not withdrawing her face far, and the sudden second kiss were both signs on things to come he thought. Responding to her kiss with eagerness as she nipped his lips, he gently allowed his tongue to slide along her lower lip, his own heart beating with her sweet taste...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>05-02-2009, 22:44:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She drew breath, feeling his tongue touch her lips. Grasping her closer and making her feel so light. His Heart thrumped through her fingers, her breasts, and matched her own. Her skin, bare to his hands felt cool from the flight, from the sandy beach they rested at leisure.&nbsp; A kittenish squirm, nuzzling slightly into his warmth, her cheest and those peaked tips brought a delightful sensation to dotting his suit. So soft, even the cotton like curls of spun gold hair brushed the back of his circling hands. <br><br>She didn't exactly know what to do with her own, only that she could lean into him and <em>feel</em>. Her knee slightly bumped his calf in a little shift, her lips absently nipping his tongue if it dared to paint against her lips.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>05-02-2009, 22:52:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling her body move ever closer to his, he smiled inwardly. As her body nuzzles into his further, he could feel her lips nipping at his tongue. As if to catch it he thought. Slowly, his hand moved from around her back, and up her side along the soft outer curve of her breast, his fingers very softly sinking into the plump orb pressed to the thick leather of his chest. Parting from her lips for but a moment, he kissed below her ear, whispering. <br><br>"Master... please remove these leathers from my body... so i may warm yours with mine..." He said gently, rubbing his thumb gently over her hard nipple.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>08-02-2009, 23:07:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The compact body tenses for just a moment as his fingers dipped into supple skin, feeling her from the tiny waist to curving ribs and over the plump dales. Digit toyed with her rosen nipple in a tight ball against his finger pad. Their lips parted slightly and left her in a soft&nbsp; gasp. Tingles ran along her thighs and through her head the moment his mouth touched the grace of neck and breathed words against her ear. A gentle coaxing that lured an urge and feminine need. A moan passed,&nbsp; fingers crossing patterns over his chest as weaving a spell from memory and suddenly he could feel the hard wood floor under his feet, feel her hips against him, her round breasts and smooth points upon his chest.<br><br><em>" Dethoric..!"</em> A sound escaped her, as if a little shocked to feel his manhood pressed and laying heavily against the cradling his erection, hot and twitching flesh she was almost afriad it would brand her. So warm, from his shoulders to the smooth stretch of his stomache, she gently nuzzled&nbsp; a bit more into him. Cheek mating to his shoulder, placing a kiss just over his colloarbone and taking pleasure in his scent and fel of silver hair. To think, this was what it felt like, this single moment was so intimate and secure, it almost blew her heart away with surprizing tenderness. <em>" .. You feel so good against my skin... It almost like my body weeps for this.."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>08-02-2009, 23:36:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled down at her gently, feeling her warm body against his finally. The small gasps and moans from nothing but a subtle touch of his lips to her neck only seemed to make him smile. When she gasped his name, feeling his manhood against her cool skin. He kept down a minor chuckle... her behavior was cute to him, but it also made him yearn for her in a way that he never had lusted for a woman yet. He could feel her body nuzzle closer to his, responding by sliding his arms around her and holding tightly, delicate fingers despite what he is grazing gently over her back.<br><br>Feeling her cool lips kiss above his collarbone, he slowly looked down into her eyes. "... You have never known the warmth of another... It truly is a wonderful thing my master. Your a woman after all... women, and men alike all crave companionship, even though they may not know it." He said softly, moving around her, and pressing his chest against her back, his arms sliding around to her front, a smile creasing his lips. "Let me show you what pleasures there are to experience... Take comfort in the fact, that i as a man, or as a servant, can never betray your word... or your heart." He whispered softly into her ear, his hands caressing her stomach gently, rusing just under her breast, tracing a finger along her naval...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 01:16:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shivering under the flexing play of digits roaming freely over her back, stay close to him in a fragile trust that he would warm her and unfortunately that was not only true, but.. Her insides were starting to ache in a silenced and repressed need for another the holds the other half of her spirit. The mark upon that hand itched slightly, making her rub itabsently against the muscular physic. Intoxicated, it's how she felt, so light and airy and a creature of desire. His circled, like a demon of craft and spoke such things that made Dulcinae wish she could let go, that allowing him so close was safe. He petted, assured, bound to one another there could be no betrayl.<br><br>To the unrelenting part of her body that came with unfamilar aches, his touch was a relief, being skin to skin, his fullness against her back and his strong form&nbsp; looming over protectively, secure. This alone was a pleasure, to be warm and bare and not feeling uncomfortable. Or atleast wanting to conjure some reason not to ask him to bed, if he were to give pleasure beyond that felt from simply being here where their hearts nearly touch, then.. "<em> Dethoric.."</em><br><br>Least all she could say before a strange sound thumpped heavily in the next room, more came from the dining room, beyond her bedroom door and serveral pelleting sounds until something hard burst through a window in onf hte rooms and finally another in her own. A large rock bounced off the bed and rolled across the floor before moments, second later as she gaped in horror came a bottle bursting with flames that gashed across the room and over her bed, roaring with life. Dulcinae's brows furrowed as she waves a hand to snuffed out the flames and two bottles came sailing in. one burst over the window lighting it the other upon the floor and nearly splashing the couple. Horses whinny outside, a heavy crack and the house groaned as something was torn off from her house. Before she knew it hte roof was burning through and smoke was pouring in. Her blood was slightly starting to boil and embers&nbsp; in her rom lowered there once menacing temperature into mere embers. <em>" Go deal with our unwelcomed guests..."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 09:59:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at her, watching her body and becoming elated at her new behavior. It made him shudder with Excitement. though the next series of events would not only Anger his master, it would anger him. Not because he had such a time interrupted... but because they dared cause her discomfort. A high ranking demon he was, but his word was his bond, and his master was the center of such a bond. He stepped from her side, and looked into her eyes. "With pleasure... master." He said in a dark voice, one that he was sure she had never heard. He looked toward the window, and with a wave of his hand, the wall tore away. Knowing that he and his master would have to live elsewhere, the current home mattered no more.<br><br>He walked out into the open, looking from person to person, his body shining in a crimson light as a flowing robe of black and red covered his body, sleeveless, but elegant as it was dark. He smirked, a smoke like mist coming form his eyes, blue in color, the color of frost in the extreme heat. "You dare come here, and assault my masters home... Pathetic humans... you lowly mortal dogs will see the folly of your decision..." He spoke in a loud booming voice... a voice that was not his own, but the voice of a demon. A small blue orb began to form in his hand, and he waved it to his left, his arm outstretched as a snake like gust of the mist from it surrounded the interlopers. As the mist licked the ground, it froze over instantly, a circle around them all, springing into a jagged and razor sharp prison, surrounding them easily the height of his own neck, a laugh eminating from his lips.<br><br>"You should not have come... but I will give you a chance to beg My master for your pitiful lives... Only she can stay my hand." He spoke darkly, waving his hand toward his master, conjuring a dress much a match to the dark robes he wore, covering her dignity from the sight of the mortal men. "What do you think my master...? A simple snap of my fingers and these shards will impale them, escape is impossible when caught in my prisons of ice... Question them if you will... If not, then i will simply kill them without so much as a word..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 08:45:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mecury orbs waver at this words, her insides ran cold for only a moment and she could not help but hold her hand to her chest as if to keep it from beating too loudly.The wall of her home vanished in shards and splintered lengths of wood. A wave of her hand brought flames down into a crisping embers, they danced like fireflies in the light wind and brought the beauty out of her demonic entity. His silver sting hair like moonbeams manifesting on the mortal plane. Her eyes were captured with his malignant intentions,&nbsp; smokey and mist swirled surrounding him, the color of his aura shined upon the vaporious beads. Moving forth, she felt the black wind caress her skin and the mist creating the light as air dress that flowed to cloak her.<br><br>Fingers ran over his back, admiring as her cheek slid against his back and peaked over at the gentleman. With a feline grace, she easily nuzzled to him to take a better look, the back of slender fingers petting over the spand of his chest. <br><br><em>" That mercenary. I know of him, a mere dog following the flow of money. The rest may perish, but I wish him to deliver their heads to the wily bastard that sent him."</em> Sounding calm and demure, her lips pulling to a slow smile..
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 09:06:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned widely as she came out of the home, a certain satisfaction in her touching him. It seemed that their few moments in heaven had created a trust within her that he dare not betray. As her slender fingers touched his chest, he smiled, one arm going around her waist. "As you wish my master... The mercenary shall live... as for the rest, So sorry, but you are all doomed." He muttered, grinning widely at the thrill. HE had not taken life in some time, and now was as good an excuse as was necessary.<br><br>He remembered his place, looking down fondly at his master, and grazing her forehead with his lips. Holding out his hand, a loud snap was heard, and the shards of ice shattered, bursting outward in every which way, large icicles lodging deep into trees, and several covered in blood from the impaled men. The screams were few, and short, as death visited them near instantly. All but one... the one she bid live. Looking to the sole survivor, the jagged prison faded into water, pooling outward from where it had formed.<br><br>"You have been given the gift of life by my master... Take word of this to whoever employs you... If any come for my master again, I will leave not only his lackeys slaughtered... but his entire family in ruin. One by one, i will hunt down all of his bloodline, until they are eradicated from the face of this world..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 09:40:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dulcinae ran her hand up the length of his torso to caress his throat and smooth over his firm jaw. A digit running over his lips while&nbsp; holding the word of warning, just to feel his breath escape at pronouncing each term. While simple, it felt so deeply intimate, a women whom claim never to allow any man to touch her was so curious of him. Gently easing herself into his care, though still so ready to find fault. Excitment flooded her body with warmth and wild tingles, urges to exert herself by running off into the deep&nbsp; bracken terrace.&nbsp; Mercury eyes did not turn for the execution of her word, lips finding his pettie master and she loved the simple sensation. It almost felt like she was seducing herself, each enticing movement, the sultry sway of breast and hips in fluid dance circling him slowly. her could feel something, like hands, like sleet tongue wrapping tight and tighter against the iron wrought of his dense muscualr physic. <br><br>The Mercenary stood unflinching even as the rivers of blood puddled around his feet and streaked throug hte air. His face slightly concealed with goggles an a lone scarlet scarf. His clothes deep black from head to toe. To the Demons words, he gave a single nod and gave turn to leave. Wtaer dyed crimson sloshed around his boots, collecting the heads of his fallen crew swiftly and placeing each within a burlap sack before heading off to mount his spooked Ox..<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 09:51:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After watching the man collect the heads of his comrades, he turned his full attention back to his master. The way she moved around him, her hands exploring his body, the fast pace of her heart each time he touched her. It brought a smile to his lips as she circled him. Waiting until she was in front of him once again, his arm moved out, gently catching her in his embrace, drawing her body into his own, strong hands resting so softly on her hips. His eyes stared so intimately into hers, his ice blue eyes looking so gently, so fondly to hers as his hands so softly held her. His lips but a mere inch from her own.<br><br>"Master... Does my touch excite you so? Your heart beats fast..." He said lightly, offering a light touch of his lips against hers. His tone not one of mocking, but rather, there was contentment in it. He was happy he pleased her. Bringing his lips to her neck, he ran his nose softly along, nuzzling lightly every inch from her shoulder to her ear with his lips, Like a lion taking in the scent of his mate. his left hand pressed into her stomach lightly, caressing in a gentle dance along her soft flesh, covered in the magical garment. "We shouldnt linger..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 11:10:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Circling with a graceful weaving of her hands as if casting magical signs into the darkness of smokey garb, her fingers exploring the tight skin of warmth and power.&nbsp; Pacing behind his back, she twirled and felt the whisp of his white hair tickle the back of her head before slopeing down over his shoulder and to his torso with a tiptoe to his front, the firm arm blockade her and pulled the horned maiden close. Hips fit to the cupping palm, his thumb tickle the slope of lithe abdomin and finger upon a firm rump. Through her fingers she felt the solid slow drum of his heartbeat, steady and sure as he turned a bit more ginger from the furance of dominace that once ruled a havanna countenance. The soften color of his eyes spoke of his own delight, her fingers dancing over the curve of his collar bone.<br><br><em>" I do suppose you have grown on me.."</em> The touch of those lips skimmed her shoulder and knocked the breath out of her.&nbsp; The brush of an inhale brought a ginger cold, Dulcinae couldn't help to smile at the surprizing comfort.. <em>" Mmmm?.." </em> &nbsp;She purred slightly, feeling fingers race over her skin, the mentioning they shouldn't linger, she slightly wondered.. Her home was burning to the ground. The house her father favored, his little kingdom by the sea. <em>"&nbsp; I suppose the home in Yorkshire would be adaquate.."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 11:33:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled lightly, though the look she had onto her fathers home caused a small twinge of sorrow for her. Connected as they were, he shared in her feelings... her mind rife with thoughts of her father, whom she seemed to have adored greatly. "It pains me to have to take you from here my master..." He spoke gently, walking around her back, and wrapping his arms around her waist. He didnt know if it would be safe to stay here after tonight... maybe if they were to weave spells to protect her home and property...? He didnt think the suggestion would hurt. Tilting her face back to look into his, he smiled, caressing her cheek lightly.<br><br>"Would you see your fathers home remade...? If you truly do not wish to leave such memories behind... I will use my power to undo the damage done. It will not be as it once was im sure... you will no doubt feel the magic used in its recreation... but if that would be your will, to remain by the ocean, then i will see it done..." He whispered lightly, placing a small kiss on her smooth neck, drawing her slender form back into his chest. He left the choice up to her...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 12:44:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fingers brushed him as deft steps brought her back to his chest, the constant stone embrace almost made her insides itch under his hands. Taking a deep breath, the wood crackled and poped under the immense heat around pot metal nails, it burnt well and rather quick from the alcohol mixture, the vapors of rum still lingered in the air. The scene of death was all behind her, even now as she was facing the skeletal remains of the homestead.&nbsp; <br><br><em>" My father built this home before fate returned him to Earth. I will always have memories, just not in the physical stance.. I can always get a home here when I am ready to return, but.. this would render for time away.. This is a new morning for me.."</em> And perhaps time not to hide under the shadow of her father. This place has long since keep the world at bay, a sanctuary. She was a women now, plenty cabable of protecting herself with or without a man to oversee her actions. The back of a elegant hand brushed his chest, her head slightly tilting at the small kiss. Shoulder rolling at the tingling sensation, no fair for him to make her feel so... What word escaped her mind..<br><br><em>" We should prepare to go.. "</em> Golden blonde brought on amber hues as her aura flaired softly, the interworking of mystical arts brought the thunderous roar into a whispering silence. Only smothered embers lined the edges, taking the smokey white plumes away on the soft wind. <em>" Perhaps Miss Lu`Cher would not mind a late night visit giving the circumstances..."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>26-02-2009, 21:39:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled, nodding to her, and stepping around her front. "Im sure your friend, wouldnt mind given the circumstance." He was surprised by her strength, and her calm considering. He stepped into her, his chest lightly pressing into hers as he drew his arms around her, pulling her gently to him at her hips. Leaning down to his master, his face lay only a mere inch from hers, his lips speaking soft words. "If it is your wish... i will take you to her." He spoke gently, offering a gentle touch of his lips on hers. She was so passionate lately, and himself included. Her touch was gentle, and her body, soft. Parting his lips from hers, he held her in his protective embrace. He wanted so much to have spent a peaceful night with her... but it seemed that fate, worked against them.<br><br>"Whenever you are ready my master... we will go."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 19:20:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Lips meet, everytime they touched she got the feeling so could fly on her own, her very soul seemed to reach for him. Yet through the brand on her ginger palms, there was a tie that couldn't be denied. She was trying hard and that one slip of her defense and she honestly didn't know what she had thought when they first met. She should have feed into his firm strong, naked body.. <br><br>" I need to retrieve my tomes.. And then I will wish to go. If I am lucky, she may have a room vacant for the night. " &nbsp;Eyes caught with him for a moment, taking a slow breath and she moved. her fingers clasped his own and headed around the base of her smoke billowing house to a large stone off to the side of her house. With the wave of her fingers, the skillful movement made the large shift off to the right. There was a descending staircase that she wondered down without hesistation. Moving into the corridor with quicken steps, another door at the end of the hall started to slide open. It lead to the basement.. <br><br>She moved quickly, releasing his hand to scoop up her bag with a fluid movement and&nbsp; tucked away three large looking books without missing a step. The scarlet material covering a hide away wall with all sorts of things from ore, minerals, specimens, herbs, flora, oils, and fauna. The book she summoned him from, the old notes from her father and stories from mother, the ribbon scrolls, and thick candles, she stuffed it all into this one bag. Before he knew it she took his hand and was ruching out of hte basement and up the stairs. Covering her track with the heavy stone. Smiling brightly from the frisk motion she turned to him. "I can buy new things in the city. So. Come come, Let us go."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 08:10:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled, taking the bag from her and whistling loudly, the beat of wings could be heard. From the shadows of the tree canopy, a small, what looked to be a drake landed in front of him, standing nearly as tall as he. "This is Torastrasz. A nether drake. Pure shadow forms his physical body, a loyal and devoted pet." He explained, the small dragonkin nuzzling into his hand as he pet it. "Take this sack of belongings into your care, and return it when we have arrived at our destination. As always, be discreet." He spoke, and the creature seemed to understand very well. He placed the bag on the ground before it, and he noticed it canted its head lightly at the sight of his master.<br><br>"Master, would you like to observe this little creature?" He asked, a knowing smile spreading on his lips as he turned back to her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 11:12:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Silvery hues took on curious lights at the ight of a brilliant onyx, it's form wavering like living ink, it's eyes sunk in but wide and large. Shining like jewels it brought her attention upon the sweet looking little creature that inclined and tilted it's small head at her.&nbsp; She had never seen such a mystical little creature before and her mind drew over the possibilities of his exsistance. How strong was this demon to conjure it? Or has it always been?<br><br><em>"Torastrasz... Good evening, little drake.."</em> Her hand slowly, wordlessly reached out with a child like interest, offering her hand with palm side up.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 11:23:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The creature edged its long neck toward her hand, curious in its actions, he took in her scent, nuzzling its head into her hand. Kael smiled as he watched, taking a step to his masters side. "These drakes are curious creatures. This one, only an infant. They grow to be quite large, but they are not native to mortal lands. they can pass through realms when they age, to about this little one's. In my realm, long ago, i raised this one from a hatchling. Several decades ago... They are timeless beasts, and very tricky. As hatchlings, they are very Mischievous." He looked on as the small drake moved its head form her palm, looking up at her.<br><br>"They are though, magnificent beasts... And these are not the only of the otherworldly things i can summon to my side. If i were a human, then you could say, this would be my faithful canine."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 11:51:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It tickled! Making the woman coo with soft melodious laughter rivaling the purity of silver chimes. The little triangular face, sleek and elegant for one so young, felt like a rivets of water courseing over her skin, no real texture, but pure sensation held within the shadowy body. Her brow furrowed, listening to Kael speak as she knelt down and tapped a soft kiss to the tip of the reptilic creature's nose as it looked up to her. What a delightful little thing! So light and airy, drenched in darkness.&nbsp; Dulcinae was unable to conceal the pull of her ivory smile.<br><br><em>" Your a very surprising being, Kael.. I didn't know you had the capacity to care for such a mystical creature."</em> The chords of her heart felt to be strummed. <em>" How large do they get?"</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 11:58:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling, he knelt down beside it, running his hand down the creatures neck. "Monstrous in size master. Easily able to pluck a fully loaded carriage from the ground as easily as a child pulls a dandelion from her mothers gardens. as they age, these lovely beasts fly the skies of their homes in the shadows with no equal." He pat the creatures neck proudly. "I have been unable to let this one free of me. Like a canine, it seems to be in the shadow realm parallel to this one, very near me at all times." He looked back over at his master, placing his hand on hers. "Would you like to observe this little one as it grows? Once we find a more suitable place to stay he may come and stay in your dwelling if you like. I believe Torastrasz has a fondness of the mortal realms night air."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>01-05-2009, 08:44:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>" How endearing.." She nearly mewled with a fascination, deftly tracing over the scales, like living shadows it flowed like a river over her palm and made her ease down to the wonderous drakling. Though at his offer to see it grow up, it lifted silver eyes to the human-esk demon's face, the flailing darkness the dressed her up always licked against her milky skin in memorance that she was bare beneath it. It would be good to move away, start a home that was truly hers. She should move&nbsp; out of the shadow of her father's magics and, perhaps with time when things have settled down, move back to a home by the sea. <br><br>" Yes, I would. Torastrasz? Such a magnificent creature to see through his years.." Her hips swiveled slightly, lifting to her full stature. The crackle of wood drew her attention back to the cottage and she couldn't help but sigh softly. It was such a lovely home, she spent most of her childhood there. in this moment next she spoke, her tone sounded a bit more grave.. " We need to leave now.. Torastrasz can take to the sky he adores, but we must be moving." &nbsp;</em> 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 08:19:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smirked at his master, and walked to her, lowering his body to scoop her off of the ground, lifting her into his chest. "Very well then, let us be off." He knelt down, and leaped into the air, his own wings spreading from his back as they began to soar in the air, this time at a much slower pace than last. He wanted to enjoy the closeness he shared with his master. For a long time now, he had felt a desire for her he only had for one like her in his life. He held her form close to his, and a smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as they flew in the air. "How will your... friend lodge us master? Does she have the space for you in her home?" He asked, turning his gaze down to her. He was able to easily direct himself without looking enough to hold a conversation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Oreida Wesker</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 10:01:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A curious light started behind her eyes at the traces of a smile pulling the sides of his lips, the swivel of her hips brought up beforethe demon scooped her up, the shapely arms circling over his shoulders&nbsp; and knees bending ever so slightly to ease into the grasp. Silvery eyes glanced over his shoulder toward Torastrasz, the drakling canted his head and made a squeaky chirping sound as it watched the duo being lifted off the ground and taking flight. Dulcinae's arms wrapped a bit tighter, her breasts flattening against his chest with the harden points his fingers had teased a time ago.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>The earth was pulled away from her feet and once again she was filling exhilerated. the weightless leisure feeling, how could any grow ill of such a feeling. Unfortunately, as she slowly realized, this was the most in living she ever really did. His question almost slide past her as she enjoyed the ride.<br>&nbsp;<em>" Hmm? Oh, yes.. She has a lovely little home on a bluff. Her husband pasted on a few years ago and he left her a clean deal of wealth and room. She might have us stay in the beach house or the attic's sun room. "</em> Her fingers gingerly&nbsp; trace the line of her pallid sherry lips with consideration. <em>You can see it from here.. that bright light on the hill.. She always lights it for ships that might stay too close. Around town, she's known as the Siren, it's kind of romantic..."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Unheeded Warnings [Alexander &amp; Oreida Wesker]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alexander</strong> on <strong>08-06-2009, 10:16:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled, looking ahead of them, and his lips curled into a more lax expression. "I see. It does sound quite quaint." He nodded, flapping his own wings a little harder for a small burst of speed. They were close already, better to land quickly before he became fatigued. Magic as it was took a rather large toll on his own powers. He looked down to her, and pulled her a little tighter to his chest before eventually landing, and ever still, holding her in his arms. "This would appear to be it, just as you say." He spoke softly, turning to look at her, his gaze, normally so cold, and rigid, appeared to soften, and become longing. "Your home will be rebuilt when you only have but to tell me the words... Until then, I wish to remain close to you, as I was only a short time ago. I believe you humans refer to it as nostalgia... it is a wonderful feeling. I can only hope that you would permit me such a request."
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