Dragon's Treasure [Drenlai x Noir Lace]
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				Title: <strong>Dragon's Treasure [Drenlai x Noir Lace]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Noire Lace</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 02:31:56</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>Synopsis:</strong></em></span></span></span><br>On the evening Victoria's marriage falls through, a great light falls from the sky, &amp; from within it, a man named Jonathan Cervantes emerges. He promises to take Victoria away from the stagnated life she's in, but doesn't specify what he will do to accomplish this, or what his plans are for. Jon himself wants to possess Victoria, &amp; he's willing to get his hands dirty to do it. After all, he is no mere human, he is a dragon; &amp; he has no intention to play by humanity's rules to get what he wants.</div><br><div align="center">(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i62.tinypic.com/29bblh4.png)</div><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><em>Name:</em></span></span><br>Victoria Lee<br><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><em>Birthdate:</em></span></span><br>24 (b-day October 23<sup>rd</sup>)<br><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size"><span class="bbc_u"><em>Appearance:</em></span></span><br>brown hair hair, green eyes, 5'4" tall</span><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br><div align="center">(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)</div><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><em>J</em></span></span>ared was angry again. Of course he was. He was always angry. Shrinking into her chair a bit, Victoria tried not to make eye contact, lest her husband become violent with her... again. He hadn't raised his hand against her in a while, of course. No, that was too suspicious. People already didn't trust him when they dropped by the local medical clinic, even when she defended him. She supposed she couldn't blame people for being suspicious, but their prying questions only made Jared angrier, &amp; he always took that anger out on her.<br><br>Quietly pushing her food onto her plate, Victoria tried to remember the days when Jared was good to her. He never got angry with her, he never even yelled. He was the polar opposite to the monster he was now, in fact, so kind &amp; gentle. And up until the point doctors informed Jared that he was as infertile as an old man, he stayed that way. Victoria didn't understand why the fact that they couldn't give birth was such a big deal, but it tore Jared apart. &amp; although his infertility was none of her fault, he took it out on her.<br><br>Victoria couldn't remember the last time she work make-up, or fixed her hair up in any kind of way. She tried as much as possible not to lure in glances from other men, which pissed off her husband to no end, but he still grew angry at her for not dressing up for him. It was thoroughly exhausting, being told that she was too attractive &amp; not attractive enough at the same time. Recently, she'd attempted wearing nicer clothes around the house, but Jared didn't seem to be interested at this point. Sooner or later, Victoria realized she would have to come to terms with her failed marriage. She didn't even think Jared loved her anymore; he just needed to blame someone for his incompetence in child-bearing.<br><br>"Jared, I made dessert," Victoria announced after a long stretch of silence, trying desperately to ignore him filling his glass with another helping of wine. It was his third &amp; fourth serving, if one was to consider the fact that he completely filled his glass, rather than halfway. Victoria didn't like when Jared filled up on wine. He was numbing himself, pretty much preparing himself for his inevitable snap. When Victoria awoke tomorrow with bruises &amp; fresh memories of being raped by her husband, he would have his drunkenness to blame.<br><br>"Come on, I'll cut us some cake; we can eat in the den &amp; watch a movie... like we used to." Victoria insisted as she stood up. She could see Jason's feral anger on his face now, but she did her usual routine of coming closer anyway, even going as far as to reach out &amp; gently wrap her fingers around his wrist, keeping him from grabbing his glass again. He was about to explode on her again, she knew it, but she always had the silly hope that he wouldn't. Even now, she still wished for him to smile up at her instead &amp; to hold her like he used to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon's Treasure [Drenlai x Noir Lace]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drenlai</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 07:58:48</strong>
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				The slow May night was a beautiful one with clear starry nights like diamonds laid out upon a velvet cover and crisp cool air. It was the first taste of summer the small town of Hale Wood had after a long winter and weeks of chilly weather. The small Iowa town was situated just a short drive from the cities. The flowers were blooming and many of the houses were alit with barbeque parties. It was prefect. It hadn’t been warm long enough yet for any of the bugs buzzing and the smell of grilled meats could be felt wafting through the air. <br><br>The sound of party conversations and low playing music in the town set a jovial mood to the town, but not all the houses were so jovial. The small two story house on the edge of town was one place that was not feeling the happiness of summer. <br><br>There had been too many tragedies in that house. Some believed that a place often had a soul of its own – something undefined and intangible that gave it life. It was the memories of happiness that gave a place its very heart. This little two story ranch style house had lost that like a jaded old man knowing his better years were behind him. The loving couple that built the house had passed away in a car accident leaving it to their daughter and son in law. Vicotria’s marriage had been far from happy lately with Jared beating her almost constantly – the tears, the frustration, and the slow death of both the soul and the body.<br><br>Jared could only feel misery these days and the resentment in this house as if his wife’s parents were still judging him. They never liked him and no matter what he did he was never good enough for their precious little daughter. He was only 28 years old and it already felt as if his life was already over. He worked for Victoria’s dad when he was younger, but when her parents died they left all the business and money to her sister. He married Victoria in the hopes of getting the business and money to get his dream started, but all he had was this old house and the fact that he was both infertile and stuck with her. <br><br>If it wasn’t for her wanting to stay with this house he would of sold this place and used the money to move to another town to find a job. She was the source of all his suffering and all his failures. It was her fault. If he hadn’t been with her he would have been on to a better life. The terrible anger in him rose once more as he felt the alcohol in the dulling his senses. It was not good wine – just cheap and plentiful enough for him to get drunk. It was her fault he couldn’t even get a beer in this town once word of her in the medical clinic spread. He had to buy this wine on the pretext of buying for her. The local Ma &amp; Pop shops along with the bars stopped serving him after she made a few trips to the clinics. Damn bitch was always so whiny with the crying when he barely touched her. <br><br>She was beautiful though. His friends all congratulated him on marrying such a beautiful girl when he first got married, but they were all probably fucking the whore behind his back. The thought boiled inside of him and it finally snapped to the surface when she reached to stop him from drinking any further. His blue eyes snapped up at her with a mixture of drunkenness and fury. “I don’t want no god damn cake or a movie. I have to drink this fucking grape juice cause you can’t keep your mouth close.” He yelled at her and shot straight up. The rage in his eyes clear. It was her fault. It was always her fault. <br><br>An hour later Jared rummaged around the house for his truck keys leaving his wife beaten, raped, and naked on the ground in the middle of the living room. He couldn’t stand her cries; it was her fault for the whole thing. Why was she even crying? She was a whore that slept around behind his back. His rage kept him from even looking at her. Jared found his key on the dinner table and just left. The old pick up turn over outside with a cracking sound of a engine rumbling and then he was gone – door left wide open.<br><br>Jared was barely gone for five minutes when the night sky above the town lit up with streaks of light. The townspeople were mesmerized by the sudden shower of lights that streaked across the sky. They say often say that you could make a wish upon a shooting star and right now there were countless numbers of them. Yet one was larger than the rest. One star that was coming right for Victoria’s backyard with fire, speed, and devastation. The explosion of the crash kicked up dirt, rocks, and rattled the frame of the house itself.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon's Treasure [Drenlai x Noir Lace]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Noire Lace</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 08:42:27</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)</div><br><em><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">V</span></span></em>ictoria laid on the ground quietly for what felt like years, her face marred with bruises &amp; hot tears. The rest of her body was in just as bad of a shape, &amp; damn, it hurt so badly. Jared had never treated her like this before, even at his angriest moments. For a moment, when he held her down by the neck &amp; took what he wanted from her, she truly though he was going to kill her. There wasn't love in his eyes, hatred, just... nothing.<br><br>"What did I do?" the battered woman asked shakily as Jared fixed his appearance &amp; grabbed his keys, "What did I do to deserve being treated like this?"<br><br>Jared ignored her &amp; left the house without a word. Moments later, she heard his truck take off. He didn't care how badly she was hurting, or if she was even going to be okay. She could die, &amp; he probably wouldn't care. Closing her eyes, Victoria finally abandoned all hope &amp; thought that maybe it would be for the best if she did die. Jared was all she had left after her parents died &amp; her sister moved away, &amp; he apparently didn't want her anymore.<br><br>Enough was enough.<br><br>With a grunt of pain, Victoria dragged herself off the ground &amp; somehow made it back on her feet before she gave the house a quick look-around. Jared left the place remarkably clean, other than the capsized dinner table &amp; the cake he went out of his way to throw to the floor. There went two hours down the drain. Lightly rubbing her hand over her face, Victoria frowned when she felt a warmth &amp; dampness against her fingers &amp; pulled them back, almost reeling at the sight of her own blood. That was also new; Jared had never drawn blood before either. She could only imagine what her face looked like, how mangled it might be.<br><br>"Should get to the hospital..." Victoria muttered to herself &amp; the empty house. God, could she make it to the hospital in this condition?<br><br>Dragging her ripped clothes over her aching body, she stepped over the devastation in the dining room, closed the front door, &amp; went to the kitchen to wash herself. Blood filled the sink for a couple of moments as she rinsed off her face &amp; arms, almost making her lose her supper. Damn it, this had to stop. The next time Jared snapped like this, she wouldn't survive. <br><br>It was in the middle of Victoria's thoughts that the sky began to light up, &amp; before she could look up, something collided with the ground behind her house, leaving a huge indention in the ground. The already unsteady woman fell onto the floor with a yelp, &amp; stayed there until everything grew quiet again. What the hell was that just now? Was it some kind of bomb or crashed air plane? She'd just have to find out.<br><br>With a sigh, Victoria heaved off of her floor for the second time that night &amp; stumbled to the back of the house &amp; opened the door, gazing out at the devastation. At the very center was an unconscious man. he honestly didn't look better off than her, &amp; it made her curious what could have happened to him. Clutching her tattered cardigan over the rest of her body, Victoria made her way into the yard &amp; to the edge of the hole. She winced as she slid from the edge &amp; down into the shallow hole, her bruises rubbing against the ground. She almost toppled over the unconscious man &amp; braced herself, trying to ignore her own pain.<br><br>"Hello?" Victoria called, lightly shaking his arm, "Excuse me, are you okay? Hello??"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon's Treasure [Drenlai x Noir Lace]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drenlai</strong> on <strong>10-06-2014, 12:51:59</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c216/AngelicSerra/2m4xicx.png)<br></div>The small town was engrossed in their festivities and watching the streaks of light across the sky that no one noticed the fiery collision. The being that laid in the middle of the crater had fell from the heavens and was charred black. There was no traces of any physical attributes about the man that laid there. He was like a smoking lump of coal shaped into the form of a man. There was no hair and no clothing – only a humanoid shape that was not moving at all. For all intents and purposes it seemed like whatever that person was had burnt up and died. However the moment she touched the body there was sudden burst of light…<br><br><em>Egypt 2620 BCE<br><br>The sky was bright without a single cloud in sight. For a moment he felt a sense of confusion, but the confusion was quickly overcome with the familiarity. The warm sun above basked him. A cool breeze kissed his jawline making him shiver in contentment. The sand beneath his feet welcomed him like the embrace of a lover. He felt home. Off in the distance the large triangular structures he designed shone brightly with their polished stone and gold tips. This was home… </em><br><br>The burst of light started at the point where the girl touched him. The light was golden amber while flowing and translucent like a river flowing that had lost the concept of gravity. It was gentle and warm, but held a subtle unspoken majesty to it like standing in front of something both imperial and ethereal. This was power in this light that could not be defined as if it was living. The wispy streams of light exploded from the spot where she touched him and would wrap themselves around her arm.<br><br>Warm and power. That was the only way to truly describe the feeling of the light as it embraces her arm. The light would send of a surge of soothing power into her. It was an indescribable feeling as if the universe itself was embracing her. Healing… it was not only healing the physical harm that had been inflicted on her, but also soothed the emotional harm as well like a sponge soaking it away. <br><br>More streams of light emerged to embrace both the girl and the charred body that laid in front of her. The charred body was soon longer charred. The skin and hair began to reform. Soon there was no longer a charred body that laid before her, but a man.&nbsp; A tall man that was almost prefect in every way with brown hair, square jaw, and dressed in a black expensive looking suit. <br><br>Jon felt himself give a gasp as that healing light flowed through him and brought consciousness back to him once more. His eyes opened in confusion as they stared up at the night sky. The sky was no longer the clear beautiful skies of Egypt yet it also wasn’t the cold void of space where he had been only minutes ago. The confusion mixed with a pang of sadness as he found himself remembering Egypt, but he pushed himself up. His brown eyes took a surveying look around and found the woman next to him. <br><br>“Why… hello there, how long have you been there?” His voice had a hypnotic quality to it like – the cadence like a stream of warmth just so seductively inviting her to drown in it. The man had unusual energy about him just like the lights that were fading. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Dragon's Treasure [Drenlai x Noir Lace]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Noire Lace</strong> on <strong>11-06-2014, 09:44:50</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)(http://i58.tinypic.com/2rnbiqf.png)</div><br>Too dumbstruck by the whole display of light &amp; warmth, Victoria was completely silent for a few moments after the man in the crater spoke to her, &amp; asked her how long she had been by his side. Her body still tingled with energy from head to toe, even moreso at the tips of her fingers where she touched his arm. She felt healed in all the places Jared had laid his hands on, &amp; was filled with a bouncy energy she didn't have for a long time. But all too quickly, she recovered from her stupor &amp; decided she should answer the man.<br><br>"The sky," she blurted, "It was bright, &amp; there was this glowing, &amp; you were all burnt up-"<br><br>Victoria grew hushed, realizing she was running like she was on caffeine. Jared hated it when she babbled, so there was no doubt in her mind that she was annoying the man before her. Looking away from the man who was a charred corpse only minutes before, her cheeks tinged pink from her embarrassment. Jared would be so disappointed in her right now; hell, he'd probably kill her at the sight of her talking to this man. He was admittedly someone who looked like he could lure in whoever he wanted, possibly even her.<br><br>"I was only here for a moment or two before you... woke up," Victoria amended herself, "Are you feeling well? I can take you inside for tea if it will make you feel better."
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