From The Depths {National Acrobat & cathedralnight}
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				Title: <strong>From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 19:09:36</strong>
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				"Eloise!!!"&nbsp; <br><br>She ran through the brush and grass, tearing through to the clearing, and running to the forest, her heart freeing in its enslaved cage of flesh as she ran.&nbsp; Her hair swept back in the wind, her face flush, her flats keeping up with her terrifically.&nbsp; <br><br>"Eloise get back here right now!!!"&nbsp; <br><br>Her uncle's booming voice cast out over the field, but his attempts once again were futile.&nbsp; Her pink and white dress running with her, as she steadied her breathing as she ran.&nbsp; <br><br>Her Uncle Kevin closed the back door to the house, turning to look at his partner of 30 years.&nbsp; "What on earth has gotten into her?"&nbsp; <br><br>"She'll be back soon," Uncle Mark replied knowingly.&nbsp; His eyes looked at the back window, as if looking after her.&nbsp; "She doesn't know where shes going."&nbsp; <br><br><div align="center">---</div><br><em>Where is that letter...</em><br><br>Eloise looked through her satchel, as Mr. Garamonde stood waiting, drumming his nails on the glass case filled with knifes of all kinds.&nbsp; <br><br>"Aha!"&nbsp; She emerged from the bag, her hair slightly askew, holding a red envelope in her hand, handing it to its owner.&nbsp; <br><br>"Thank you my dear Eloise,"&nbsp; He remarked with a growl in his voice.&nbsp; <br><br>"You're quite welcome, Mr. Garamonde!"&nbsp; She was always careful to be extra caring with him.&nbsp; She turned to the door and went to leave.&nbsp; <br><br>She stopped outside in the blaring sunlight, pulling out a small pen, and poking it at the air as it revealed a floating hologram checklist of Currier deliveries.&nbsp; She smiled as she noticed the next stop.&nbsp; "Oh...Mrs. Anne, you do love your specialty items."&nbsp; With a sigh she began walking through to the northern part of the bustling kingdom of Ansinlai, past the shops, the people, the creatures...it became a blur as she walked, becoming lost in her own thoughts...hearing flashes of things she could not retain...<br><br>She blinked and looked around her.&nbsp; <em>I can't wait until I get my hovercar.</em><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>14-04-2010, 20:40:38</strong>
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				The Northern part of Ansinlai was what one would call 'quaint'. Many rustic, older villages and homes, along with various shoppes and farms, dotted the landscape.&nbsp; It was an old part of the kingdom, with more than one 'legend' or fable tied to many of the various locales that one would find themselves within. <br><br>The landscape was lush, verdant in many places. Deep forests, rolling hills, all watched over by majestic peaks on the horizon. It was something out of an artist's imagination. Within this part of the kingdom was situated Victor La Croix's shop. It was an old, brick building, that resembled a large cottage more than a shop, but it was a lot larger than one imagined a cottage to be. While the word 'quaint' could be used to describe it, not unlike the surrounding countryside, it was mysterious as well. The shop was known to specialize not only in antiques, and rare imported items, but the owner was rumored to be a collector of rare curios, ancient manuscripts and tomes of strange lore. Victor was known to travel the world on commission to obtain rare items for those willing to pay to obtain them, and his shop kept strange hours. <br><br>Outside of the brick cottage were several flower beds, and around back, behind the fence, was an immaculate garden, although no one ever saw anyone working in the garden. The interior of the shop was what one expected. Rows and shelves of interesting and unusual items, from globes, to books, to water clocks, to all sorts of statuettes and artifacts. <br><br>Eloise passed the shop on her travels, and she felt 'something' about it, although what, she didn't know.<br><br>Inside, within the darkness of the shut curtains in the back of the store, Victor was going over his ledger. He appeared to be in his late-thirties, with black hair with specks of grey streaking it. His eyes were green, and he was just at six-feet tall. He was athletic, trim and looked to be in very good shape. He was also devilishly handsome, a fact that many women who had met him could attest to. No one knows when he actually opened his shop, but rumor was that he had been there for easily thirty years, which made his youthful appearance quite interesting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>15-04-2010, 00:10:39</strong>
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				Eloise walked through the northern part of the kingdom, taking about 20 minutes to get there, and could see Mrs. Anne's home in sight.&nbsp; The sun was on its retreat from its place high in the sky, and was now clouded over slightly and beautifully by articulate clouds, perfect in their divinity.&nbsp; &nbsp;The wind blown in her shoulder-length blonde hair.&nbsp; Her body was lean, proportionate, with prominent features.&nbsp; When you looked at her, it made you feel like it was summer.&nbsp; She wore an expression of determination, yet slightly wandering.&nbsp; She was somewhat clutzy.&nbsp; But her eyes, if anyone ever stopped to look, were easily able to become lost in them.&nbsp; There was a darkness to the blue-green hazel coloring, and although in normal circumstances one might feel there was more to her than they realized, they tended to forget their thought pattern in replacement for a mystical sense of awe.&nbsp; <br><br>Her feet began to walk slightly faster down a road to the right.&nbsp; She had a feeling this would get her to her destination quicker.&nbsp; But she soon slowed as she passed a shop she always tended to stay away from.&nbsp; <br><br>Her feet walked in slow steps towards it...she could feel her breath as it slowed, the wind picked up slightly, blowing through her body, sending her into a small trance.&nbsp; Her eyes were fixed on this shop, the windows darkened.&nbsp; <br><br><em>Damn it...it's coming again...</em> The visions and voices coming through her mind were scattered yet somewhat vivid.&nbsp; Random things she did not understand.&nbsp; And as she stared longer at the shop, a longingness overtook her, to know what was inside...as if something called to her.&nbsp; She stood there, everything else forgotten, trying to make out the voices in her mind.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>15-04-2010, 16:18:56</strong>
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				Victor was going over a cheque from his latest customer, for whom the job requested was complete, and he suddenly felt a rush, no a surge, of awareness. It was light outside, so he couldn't venture out of the shop, but he could <em>feel</em> it. He didn't know why, but whenever this particular person was near, it was like a connection was immediately opened.<br><br>Eloise could feel it as well. It felt like someone, or something, was aware of her presence, yet didn't know where exactly she stood, or who she was, but it was there. She could feel it on the other end, almost as if a doorway to another was opened, and they were both looking through the door, unable to make out what lay beyond.<br><br>He stood for a second, and wanted to part the curtains, but the accursed light would burn him. Instead, he moved through his dimly lit shop to the front, the feeling growing stronger as he moved closer in proximity to her...
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				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>16-04-2010, 11:41:50</strong>
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				As she stared at the shop, her heart began to tug within its confines, as if she were running again, almost helpless to control it.&nbsp; She had her eyes set on one curtain, wondering what was inside...her skin tingling...the voices growing louder...<br><br>"Hey" <br><br>Eloise startled and looked over wide-eyed at the voice, gasping as she felt a hand on her shoulder.&nbsp; She looked up to see a woman dressed what looked to be some sort of haphazard dress.&nbsp; She was about 6 feet tall, humanoid, skyblue, with 3 large tentacles coming off of each side of her face.&nbsp; Looking at her, one might have associated her with an old woman.&nbsp; And indeed she was old for her race of the Marlos.&nbsp; <br><br>"What are you doing standing there, child?!&nbsp; This is no place for you," she snarled at Eloise.&nbsp; <br><br>Eloise looked up blinking and catching her breath, and looked at the ground thinking, realizing the voices in her mind had vanished.&nbsp; She looked at the shop once more, and back at the female Marlos.<br><br>"Why do you say that?"&nbsp; Her voice came out quiet but strong.&nbsp; She typically would not question the unsafeness of this shop, but right now she wasn't even questioning why she was looking for a justification to go in.&nbsp; <br><br>"Because I live on this street, young one!&nbsp; Just up the way.&nbsp; And you had better take my word that this is no place for you.&nbsp; Or anyone!"&nbsp; <br><br><em>She might be a Marlos, but she still acts like an old woman...</em> Eloise huffed to herself.&nbsp; She nodded and moved to retrace her steps back to the main road, deciding against the detour.&nbsp; But as she did so, she looked back at the shop, as the Marlos woman continued on her way, her mind battling things over in her mind.&nbsp; She knew she should not be feeling this way.&nbsp; Or did she?&nbsp; She didn't know.&nbsp; <br><br>She made her way to Mrs. Anne's house, dropping off her package and receiving her typical squeak of joy and slamming of the door after she received her package.&nbsp; She then finished her last 4 deliveries, and made her way home.&nbsp; <br><br><div align="center">---</div><br>Eloise looked out of her bedroom window over the scenery of Ansinlai she had view of.&nbsp; The town was beginning its overture into the frame of nighttime.&nbsp; The night stalkers were coming out of their dwellings to begin their "day"...Eloise breathed a sigh of contentment as she soaked it in, beginning to hear dark strains of violin music and shouting of common socialization from the streets below.&nbsp; She loved the kingdom, she loved its way of making peace (eventually)...she enjoyed all of the things she did with her friends and...she loved her Uncles.&nbsp; Her life at the age of 18 was beginning to form adulthood, although she did not know what profession she would take.&nbsp; Her uncles wanted her to explore options of being officially trained as a witch, as such magics ran in the family, and indeed, Eloise had shown some signs that she was capable of performing spells and various forms of witchcraft.&nbsp; However, each time she tried in hard-session, she seemed to falter.&nbsp; Her mind hit a block, and she was sent into feeling so depressed about it she would stride up to her room every time.&nbsp; Eventually she stopped trying, and her uncles began to take the hint that she wasn't keen on talking about it.&nbsp; <br><br>Schooling was to continue until she was 25, which was in session every other 5-day span, for 10 in-session spans, meaning there were 20 spans all-together.&nbsp; After such 20 spans ended, a break would take place for 40 days, and then classes would resume again as before.&nbsp; This would continue repeatedly with expanded breaks every 400 days or so.&nbsp; The forms of telepathy-learning made everything more efficient, and more attention was given to self-preservation and unique ways that every being in the land learned.&nbsp; All different forms of various schools were offered throughout Ansinlai.&nbsp; Currently, Eloise was in the middle of a 40-day break.&nbsp; She made use of her time with studying, and her special mail courier job.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She picked through one of her school books, trying to busy her mind, but eventually felt the onset of failure at this as sleep called to her.&nbsp; Dreams as of late were becoming troubling...and she was really thinking of telling someone about them, she had a few mentors in mind...&nbsp; <br><br>At this point in her train of thoughts, she was in bed, one of the two moons shining through the windowpanes.&nbsp; As she laid there looking out at it, she had a vision flash in her mind of green eyes.&nbsp; She gasped as her body became electric with energy, and in the following moment, she was into dreamland and asleep, without even realizing it.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>19-04-2010, 21:07:35</strong>
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				Within the store, Victor stood, hanging almost motionless, as if waiting for something breathtaking to occur. He could feel Eloise's heartbeat outside as she stared at the store, and her feet started to move towards it. Almost as if on cue, the curtains near the front door started to part, to let light in, as if expecting her to burst through the door. That made Victor gasp, startled. That had never happened before. The aura of the shop, <em>his</em> aura, had never extended a courtesy such as that to any living thing that was to make an entrance. He raised an eyebrow, as if waiting for something else to happen.<br><br><strong>bump-bump&nbsp; bump-bump</strong> he could feel her pulse.<br><br>Suddenly, a crow leapt from a nearby tree, cawing into the silence, and a flight of blackbirds went airborne as the unseen lady cautioned Eloise to stay away from his shop. His eyes snapped open at the unwelcome intrusion. The girl was supposed to be here. He was powerless to stop her from coming.<br><br>The contact was broken, the spinster scaring the girl away, and away she went, having snapped out of her reverie, looking back at the shop one last time before she went to finish her round of deliveries.<br><br>---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br><br>It was later that evening, when the moon had risen high enough to block out any of the sun's last rays, that the small gathering of fledgling witches gathered at Victor's shop and home, around back in his garden. Invitation only classes were held in his garden once a week, where he taught blossoming witches things about the night, and her power, that would prove most useful to them, and would, in time, prove beneficial to him as well. It was a symbiotic relationship, he gained new customers and potential recruits for other ventures, and the fledgling witches gained insight into the night, as well as a wealth of information specific to certain pursuits.<br><br>Oddly enough, one invitation had been returned.<br><br>Eloise's.<br><br>He didn't recognize the name, but when he touched it, it all came back.<br><br><em>bump bump&nbsp; &nbsp;bump bump</em>.<br><br>The heartbeat.<br><br>The crows.<br><br>Her face.<br><br>She felt it too, when he touched the invitation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>25-04-2010, 15:49:51</strong>
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				Eloise opened her eyes to start her next day.<br><br>She looked around her room, eager to see what she knew to be her room, as always, but was shocked when she saw no light. <br><br>She looked around and noticed a completely different scene, as if haunted.&nbsp; She was in a dark, dank, basement, turned into a makeshift clinic from what it looked like.&nbsp; She saw blades on the table nearest her.&nbsp; She went to move, and noticed her hands were strapped down.&nbsp; Scraping could be heard from outside the room which she noticed reeked of some form of cleaning product.&nbsp; Dim lights lit the mirror on the wall and room.&nbsp; She was stricken with confusion, fear, and terror.&nbsp; Then, she saw the closed door in the corner open.&nbsp; <br><br><em>-knock knock-</em>&nbsp; "Eloise?"<br><br>She opened her eyes startled, gasping.&nbsp; It was her room.&nbsp; The sun was shining through her window and curtains.&nbsp; She turned her face scared out of her mind at her Uncle Mark, who was giving her a studying look.&nbsp; <br><br>"Are you alright?"&nbsp; She just lay there on one elbow, looking around breathing deeply.&nbsp; Eventually she opened her mouth to speak.<br><br>"I...I..." <em>deep breathing...</em> "It's okay I just...had a bad dream I guess..."&nbsp; <br><br><div align="center">- - -</div><br>As she walked down the center of town on her day off, Eloise decided she would peer into some of the shops, taking her mind off of things.&nbsp; She wore her red cardigan sweater, opened over a long flowing white day dress, and black flats with white socks.&nbsp; Her blond hair was pulled up but lazily, some of it draping over her hears and neck.&nbsp; As she walked, she greeted various people she knew, and ran into a couple of her friends from the Girls School she attended.&nbsp; Marlonis was a girl of Noxfu race, the clan she was raised by similar to that of Elven status, but with unique forms of archaic technology involved, as well as other variances.&nbsp; The other girl was Alice, a fellow human girl like Eloise, and her closest friend, although they were so busy they didn't get to see as much of each other as they had in the past.&nbsp; But, they remained close.&nbsp; Alice had training in song and dance in a consistent pattern of days.&nbsp; <br><br>Eventually as the girls wandered through the kingdom, they ran into a crowd of dancers that had her friends enamored.&nbsp; It was in that moment that she decided to break away, with one destination in mind.&nbsp; She didn't know why she was drawn there.&nbsp; A trance?&nbsp; A spell?&nbsp; She was not logically inclined to go there in the past, as she tended to stay away from things that were so obscure.&nbsp; She had declined the invitation she had received a short while back, from the classes that were held there, quietly in the midst of the rest of the kingdom.&nbsp; It was not in her nature to associate herself with such aspects of life and lifestyle.&nbsp; <br><br>As the sun began to sink lower, the leaves slowly beginning to take colors of darker hues, with barely a hint of season changing in the air, she stepped up to the gate of Victor La Croix's shop, and placed a hand on the black metal framework.&nbsp; Her dress blew in the breeze that picked up.&nbsp; She stepped through the gate, took a deep breath, and walked down the cobble path towards the door.&nbsp; As she did this, electricity filled her body.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and opened them slowly as she walked, as if in a dream, her heart beginning to beat harder.&nbsp; Her breathing slowed.&nbsp; Her skin tingled peculiarly.&nbsp; Although she was bracing herself for some other vision, one did not come.&nbsp; And by the time she got to the door, everything else seemed to stop.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>29-04-2010, 16:23:08</strong>
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				Victor had taught the class the preceding evening, although his mood was anything but jovial and he seemed to be a bit more distant than normal while doing so. It didn't take anything away from the studies of his students, but more than one noted that he seemed rather lackadaisical about the whole affair, which was most unusual for him. It would be seen also that a chair remained empty for the night, which was unheard of for the first night of the new night time classes. No one ever refused an invitation to this class.<br><br>Whispers arrived on the ears of more than one student of the class from another wondering why the seat was empty, and who the seat was meant to be for. Gossip, it seemed, struck even young, apprentice witches. <br><br>The class continued on until well after midnight, with the last student leaving shortly thereafter. For the remainded of the evening, if one looked at the windows of Victor's shop and home, a few candles could be seen through a few windows as he worked on things through the night.<br><br>'Odd hours' more than one local would exclaim to another.<br><br>'I don't think he ever sleeps' others would say.<br><br>Victor did retire for a few hours near dawn, to replenish his strength. He would have secured his shop, and to any onlookers as the sun rose, it would appear to be very quiet, almost <em>dead</em> in a sense. Nothing stirred. It even seemed that the leaves wouldn't blow near it, and the birds remained away from the grounds.<br><br>He was startled from his reverie by <em>her.</em> He felt her coming, walking towards his shop. He rose and not knowing why, began to change. He put on one of his better suits and ensured that his hair looked just right, the black curls falling about his shoulders. He had no clue why this seemed important, but he was compelled to make it so.<br><br>After that, she was at the door.<br><br>He opened it.<br><br>Victor stood an even six feet tall, but was proportionate, and handsome. His black, curly hair neatly groomed, fell to his shoulders. His eyes were inky black pools, and his complexion, though pale, was quite fetching. He had on a simple black suit, with a pocket watch in the vest pocket. He smiled. 'Eloise, so nice to see you' he said, almost trembling.<br><br>'Please, come in' he said, bowing to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>01-05-2010, 17:09:33</strong>
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				Eloise stood breathlessly staring at him, her eyes transfixed on his green eyes.&nbsp; Her body melded together in waves of a hot energy that she was not familiar with.&nbsp; She blinked momentarily at this voice reverberating within her mind, trying to process what it was he said, and what her reaction was supposed to be.&nbsp; <em>Come in...</em> She breathed this thought through her mind again.&nbsp; She looked away towards the setting sun through the trees off to the left, pausing momentarily.&nbsp; Then she looked up at his face....and, feeling his energy, stepped through the door.&nbsp; She looked back at him as he shut it, and then her eyes wandered along with her mind, her attention was drawn to so many artifacts, the air inside the shop tingling her skin...there was hesitation within her, but curiosity overpowering it.&nbsp; <br><br>She stood in the shop, turning her attention back to him.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>04-05-2010, 18:59:20</strong>
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				'Welcome...' he said, noting her rapt attention to the various objects in his shop. That was a good sign, a very good sign, although he wasn't sure why that mattered either. There was something about her, he didn't know the origins of it, and wasn't sure that he wanted to know, but her proximity to him was both alarming and magnetic in a good way.<br><br>'If you would like, you may take a look around. I am glad that you decided to accept the invitation' he said, bowing to her. 'Would you care for a drink, or something?' he said, and that was wildly uncharacteristic of him.<br><br>Who was she? He hadn't felt like this in years, nay, decades.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 16:43:34</strong>
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				Eloise turned her attention back to Victor.&nbsp; When their eyes met, she felt flashes of an unharnessed energy, although her mind and minds eye were completely silent from any visions...&nbsp; His eyes were indeed magnetic.&nbsp; She felt the pull, and could not deny it within her.&nbsp; <br><br>She opened her mouth to speak, her pale-skinned hands fallen to her sides clinging to her dress slightly, her pulled-up hair dimly glowing in the soft light of the shop.&nbsp; However when she went to speak, nothing came out.&nbsp; She looked at him, a faltered expression on her face, closing her mouth.&nbsp; She looked around, looked at the floor nervously, wringing her hands unconsciously as she cleared her throat to try again.&nbsp; She took a deep breath inward. <br><br>"Hi..." ..Her voice came out small and in a whisper on her exhale.&nbsp; <br><br>Eloise stood there as if stuck to the floor, completely overwhelmed, and confused.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 19:13:57</strong>
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				Anyone who knew Victor would be surprised by his demeanor. Normally sure of himself, and direct to the point of irritating, he was shuffling, hesitating. Even he was unaware of the behavior. When Eloise looked around his shop, and seemed to be thrilled and breathless at the same time, it made him proud, excited, even thrilled.<br><br>Still, when she spoke, even though it was soft and barely audible, it was like a thunderclap to him. Suddenly all the noise in the world stopped when she spoke. <br><br>'You have come for the lessons, that is correct, yes? I know that I sent an invitation to your house' he said, offering her a hand to lead her to the parlor. That had to be it, the lessons, yes?<br><br>Part of the shop was bathed in light, the rest was swathed in darkness, shadows clutching at the corners. Some of the goods and items were not clearly defined due to the darker recesses of the shop. She noted that the curtains were all shut.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>05-05-2010, 21:56:51</strong>
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				Eloise gasped inwardly as he spoke to her.&nbsp; His words were smooth and sultry to her, and she felt as though his tone, in addition to his words, was beckoning.&nbsp; She eyed him, exceptionally curious given the circumstances, and noted that he looked slightly uncomfortable even though he did not appear to be a man that ever felt uncomfortable about anything.&nbsp; Although the shop was full of items of various calibers, it still held the feeling of exceptional maintenance and care.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She looked at his hand held out to her, still rooted to the spot, looking at it slightly affronted.&nbsp; Her eyes trailed back up to his eyes again.&nbsp; <br><br>Still unmoving, she spoke, her deep eyes staring into his.&nbsp; <br><br>"Have you felt what I've been feeling?"&nbsp; A confused expression crossed over her face, as she realized her struggle to articulate what she really meant.&nbsp; But she was unable to hold back acting on her experience in so far, in the form of inquiring to him what exactly was going on...why she was there.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>10-05-2010, 14:22:21</strong>
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				He was a bit perplexed at this turn of events. Surely his offering of a hand wasn't meant to be insulting or upsetting in any way, shape or form, and given the look that she returned to him after the gesture, he withdrew his hand, his arm going to his side. <br><br>He could not, however, withdraw his eyes from hers and noted that she was the same. Transfixed was a good word to describe it, yet he really couldn't put it into words.<br><br>'Yes, I have. I do not pretend to understand it, however' he said to her. 'I feel that I must teach and show you things, that it is important, extremely so, I might add' he added, putting emphasis to the words. 'I must show you how to weave formulae and to master certain charms and chants. I am certain of this, and it feels natural that we should be here, now'.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>10-05-2010, 21:21:26</strong>
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				Eloise could not help but feel upset as he withdrew his hand.&nbsp; His energy filled the room, and she could feel it surrounding her.&nbsp; She stared as she took in his words.&nbsp; She wanted to say things.&nbsp; Many things.&nbsp; She felt herself feel as though she wanted to tell him everything, her mind bursting with worry, about all the things she had been experiencing.&nbsp; But she could not yet justify trusting such a being...<br><br>She fell in and out of clear thought.&nbsp; Then, she took a step towards him, shaking, looking down at his hand, and back up to his eyes again.&nbsp; She was completely overcome with a force she did not understand.&nbsp; She would not have been surprised if the air began to crackle around them.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>11-05-2010, 21:18:07</strong>
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				Indeed, the air did crackle. It almost sizzled with heat as she stepped closer. He knew there was something about her, about the way they interacted, almost as if he knew her from some other place in time that he'd forgotten. He lifted his hand and flattened it, opening it, as if to feel the air. It startled him. <br><br>He closed his eyes for a moment, and the wind blew through his shop, making papers move, and curtains shift. <br><br>'Elose' he said simply. 'There are things that I must show you' he said, his voice calm, seductive, rumbling low and deep. 'You must not be afraid. You will show me things too, things that I can only imagine' he added. 'You are ready' he added. The power that surrounded her was incredible. He'd never felt such an aura before. It practically screamed to be released.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>18-05-2010, 15:17:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him as if a deer caught in headlights.&nbsp; As he spoke, she heard the air's sizzling, felt the wind blow, and as this happened, her she felt her skin tingling, growing in heat...or was it cold...? <br><br>After a few moments pause, taking in the scene, she blinked and smiled slightly.&nbsp; Eloise looked around the shop, and back at him, still set in wonder.&nbsp; Her eyes met his again, and she stepped up to him, daring to outstretch her hand to place it on his, still opened to feeling the presence that surrounded them.&nbsp; <br><br>The moment she touched his hand, their auras alit the room in a flash of brilliant light, along with an immense wave of wind, and then dissipated, the energy flowing through them to their cores.&nbsp; Their bodies were filled with adrenaline, shock, and also, a strange sort of satisfaction.&nbsp; They breathed as one, as she kept his gaze the entire time.&nbsp; It was at this moment that Eloise began to accept the presence of all of the strange occurrences in her life up to this moment.&nbsp; She could not deny them, refute them, or ignore them as much anymore.&nbsp; Something within her called to her.&nbsp; And the first visible calling she could see, was Victor.&nbsp; <br><br>As their energy flowed, getting to know the other slowly, her neck became electrified, almost itchy.&nbsp; All at once she felt a longing that pierced through her, overcome with lust for him.&nbsp; <em>Vampire...</em> It was so obvious to her now...<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>21-05-2010, 14:38:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Their hands touching was electric, and at that moment, his true nature was revealed to her, yet it was not the nature of a malevolent, blood sucking entity. She could feel the power, of course, that filled his body, and the ages old wisdom that he had, due to literally being hundreds of years old, but there were other things that were communicated via his touch.<br><br>Compassion. Longing, desire. Thirst for knowledge, and a sense that something was incomplete.<br><br>All of this rushed to her senses, as if he wished her to know it.<br><br>There was also a tremor of excitement and joy that she felt from him.<br><br>He continued to hold her gaze, but smiled. For her. 'Eloise, you have a remarkable aura' he said, low, throaty.<br><br>The air was still sizzling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>22-05-2010, 15:05:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise was breathless, staring at him in awe.&nbsp; She stood staring for a very long time.&nbsp; <br><br>It was in those moments that her mind tried to process the situation.&nbsp; She felt herself worrying if someone might come into the shop, interrupting them.&nbsp; Not because she was bored.&nbsp; She was far from that.&nbsp; Something subconscious within her was looking for a way out.&nbsp; She did not know how to react.&nbsp; Whether to be scared, or to advance.&nbsp; She felt an urge for both, which was why she stared so long at him.&nbsp; She searched through her foggy mind to try to find the answer to what she should do.&nbsp; And then she realized something.&nbsp; Why on earth was she questioning what she should do.&nbsp; <br><br>She did not want this.&nbsp; She did not associate with these types of people.&nbsp; She always stayed on the bright side of life.&nbsp; And this man was far from bright.&nbsp; <br><br>Her disbelief at the situation took presidence.&nbsp; As did her nature to be stubborn.&nbsp; None of this made any sense!&nbsp; <br><br>Her uncles must have been worried about her by now.&nbsp; Her friends....<br><br>She knew Victor could hear her thoughts.&nbsp; She backed away from him, finding it taking some effort....but ease...at the same time, looking him over more skeptically... <br><br>"How could you do this to me..." Her voice trembled slightly, with tense, angry undertone.&nbsp; "This is why I stay away, because of people like you."&nbsp; She looked at him becoming more affirmed in her decision of this matter.&nbsp; "Always playing games!&nbsp; It doesn't make sense!"&nbsp; She backed away more.&nbsp; She looked towards the door.&nbsp; Her eyes were filled with worry...shock...disbelief...hurt...and anger.&nbsp; <br><br>She barely noticed as the unseen source of wind within the shop picked up more.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>25-05-2010, 17:05:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'How could I do what?' he said to her, with a hint of genuine concern in his voice. It wasn't patronizing, not at all. In fact, it sounded like he may have been stung, perhaps hurt by her words. He backed away, sensing the building ire within her.<br><br>'I have done nothing save what you and your destiny have wished' he said to her, the wind moving through the shop, slowing near him, almost caressing him as it moved across his arms, through his hair and on beyond him. 'There are no games, Eloise. There is a secret within you, that will come out before long. You are only now becoming aware of it as it begins to manifest. You cannot elude it. It will find you. I am here to help you, but should you not desire your help, then, well, darker times lie ahead for you' he said to her.<br><br>She could feel his words, and they made sense. She sensed he was speaking the truth.<br><br>'You, however, must choose your own way. Know you this, however, the choices we make, are not black and white. Life, and the gifts that some of us have bestowed upon us by our lives, are not grounded in that concrete frame of mind either' he said, and there was a haunted look in his eyes, as if he were speaking from experience, and it was a painful one at that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>02-06-2010, 06:06:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise's heart stopped inside of her....or at least felt like it....<br><br>Her breath caught in her chest...as it rose and fell softly... <br><br>She stared at him, into his eyes, her energy within her opening up slightly more to her.&nbsp; <br><br>"I want to know more."&nbsp; She looked at him with a resolved face.&nbsp; She decided to follow what she really wanted to do.&nbsp; <br><br>"But I am afraid."&nbsp; She paused.&nbsp; "How do I know I can trust you.&nbsp; Knowing what you are."&nbsp; She continued to stare at him, her eyes overcoming him with worry and her concern, trying to search him to find the answer...<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>02-06-2010, 18:22:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'I want to show you more, Eloise' he said. His voice lingering on her name as he spoke it aloud to her.<br><br>'You can trust me. I am a teacher, and a student at the same time. I would never harm you, you must believe that. I feel drawn to you as much as you are to me, and that is a gift, a bond, that I would never betray the trust of' he said to her. <br><br>'You must believe me. I will share this world with you, and help you to unlock your potential. All that I ask, is that you trust me' he said to her, bowing his head to her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>02-06-2010, 23:56:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You will have to show me," she said.&nbsp; "I will not trust you right away..." <br><br>Although she did indeed feel this way, she felt her back arching at his words, curiously so.&nbsp; <br><br>She walked towards him again, excited by his form, conflicting feelings within her fighting considerably. <br><br>Her breathing was shallow and almost out-of-breath, as she stood in front of him.<br><br>Her eyes roved over him, taking in every feature of him into her memory, although she was afraid to admit that to anyone.&nbsp; <br><br>"Show me." <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 15:08:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Well, that is indeed a start' he said to her, his voice soothing, warm and deep, all at the same time. It was not just in her head, his voice resonated when he spoke.<br><br>He watched her come closer, and he was....captivated.<br><br>Why she did this to him, he did not know. He couldn't answer this, which frustrated him. Yet he was also hungry to understand why, and a little afraid at the same time. Normally this did not happen to him.<br><br>'Your mind, is like a meeting place of past and present. You have the gift to control real magic, that needs to be practiced' he said to her. 'You have amazing untapped talent. You will, once you master this, be amazed yourself at what you can do' he said to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>22-06-2010, 06:20:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him in awe, listening to his words, although she was still slightly affronted...<br><br>Her eyes lowered to the floor in contemplation.&nbsp; She was overwhelmed with emotions, filling her more and more every time he spoke.&nbsp; As she stood there, feeling the golden air tingling around her, around them, she realized a major reason why.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes looked at his feet, nervous to let on why she was looking at him, she tried to play it off as normal glancing...as she moved her eyes higher.&nbsp; She looked at his legs, his torso, his arms and his neck....almost loosing her balance she moved her eyes to his, which were staring at her intently.&nbsp; <br><br>She smiled.&nbsp; <br><br>She pondered her feelings about vampires, drawing on her thoughts when she was younger, curious, before she stamped out the possibility of pursuing such daydreams after failing to honor her potential magically.&nbsp; Had she ever thought about them?&nbsp; ...It was hard to remember...since she had made a point of forgetting.&nbsp; <br><br>Something told her she wanted to remember, and with that thought on her mind, and her essence telling her it was important, she decided to honor what she felt deep down.&nbsp; <br><br>She stepped closer, so she was about a foot away from him, holding his gaze as she became lost in it once more.&nbsp; <br><br>She wanted him to touch her, and badly so.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>23-06-2010, 15:47:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was strange for his kind. He actually was rather aloof by the standards of his kind, keeping his love of intellectual and literary pursuits, and of music and all things historical. He loved to live among the 'people' and indeed, enjoyed the interactions, even though at times the locals tended to avoid him or his shoppe. <br><br>He doubted seriously that too many folk actually knew his true heritage, but he knew that she knew, and here she was. <br><br>Moving closer. <br><br>He could feel her heart beating, and could feel her warm flesh. Ordinarily being so close would provide him with the desire to sate his hunger, but with her, he felt another desire, one that was much stronger, and which surprised even him.<br><br>He reached out his hand and touched her, and felt the rush of electricity.<br><br>He bowed. <br><br>'If the lady would be so kind as to follow me' he said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>23-06-2010, 20:43:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise gasped at his touch, jumping slightly.&nbsp; Her beating heart could be heard by him, couldn't it?&nbsp; She looked down at her arm...his touch filling her with desire...<br><br>She was left with no words.&nbsp; <br><br>Eloise nodded to him slowly, swallowing nervously, and followed.&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>23-06-2010, 21:50:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He was burning up inside. The mere touch of her skin caused memories of her to flood his mind, although he was not sure why or how that was even possible. He shivered.<br><br>It was as if he remembered her touching him before. <br><br>He turned, so that she could not see his face but he was visibly shaken for a moment. This was far beyond some mere calling to teach magic. He would have to learn more about this, all he did know was that he craved her touch.<br><br>He led her to a pair of dark, oaken doors, that opened to head down a flight of stairs, and opened into a large library, and study, finely carpeted, and in the center was a large globe of the world, several hundred years old. Along the wall across from it was a large chart of elements, and known reagents. Books lined the walls in wooden bookshelves.<br><br>It was obviously a room meant for magical study and practice, and perhaps, his private, inner sanctum.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>24-06-2010, 06:13:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise followed him, in awe of the surroundings of the shop, and as she walked down the stairs, she felt the air get cooler as she went.&nbsp; As they came to the study, she naturally took in as much of the scene as possible...the books, the framework, the furniture... The air smelled of old paper, which she loved, with a hint of potpourri.. <br><br>Her thoughts trailed over the situation as they always did, wondering what would happen.&nbsp; At one point, a shiver of electricity went through her, a flash of a vision, but faded quickly.&nbsp; She scowled slightly, putting a hand to her head where she stood at the bottom of the stairs, and shook herself out of it...<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>27-06-2010, 03:13:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Welcome to my study, and do not be afraid' he said to her. 'Many of the books here are centuries old, as are many of the papers and other things' he added. 'Here, we can begin your magical journey. Within you is power that is yearning to be free, as you can feel from the simple, small jolt that you just felt' he said. 'You just need to learn how to unlock it, and to wield it, which I will show you'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 21:03:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled to herself, observing the room.&nbsp; She felt what a long time coming it had been to bring her to this point, to a point that she could no longer avoid.&nbsp; <br><br>Eloise walked passed Victor steadily, taking a seat in one of the plush red armchairs.&nbsp; She breathed a sigh, contemplating the situation.&nbsp; Here she was, alone with a vampire, who she did not know quite well...or did she?&nbsp; She looked over at him, and found herself having such a hard time taking her eyes off of him...&nbsp; He was extremely attractive to her... although it wasn't typical for her to be attracted to beings such as him.&nbsp; In school she had little time for romance, with the exception of one boy, with whom she dated for a year or so, and slept with only once.&nbsp; She felt in love with him at the time, but things broke down somehow, and he eventually left her for another girl.&nbsp; It was then that she had pushed the topic out of her mind for the most part.&nbsp; <br><br>Even so, at the moment her body was thriving with energy, and she was unable to ignore it...&nbsp; <br><br>She looked down and realized something odd.&nbsp; <br><br>Her dress had changed color, from white to black, while her red cardigan and black shoes were still the same.&nbsp; <br><br>Her stomach turned in knots at this realization...&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 15:09:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Victor was a bit surprised, to say the least. She had power, that was obvious. The fact that it was apparently tied to her emotions was a new realization to him. <br><br>That could be bad, very bad, if she didn't learn how to control it. If she flew into a rage, or had a serious anxiety attack, she could level an entire block if she wasn't careful. More than one person with such gifts had met an untimely demise due to their own uncontrollable actions.<br><br>'I see that you indeed have the aptitude' he said to her softly. <br><br>'Take my hand, open your mind. I am going to show you the first key to controlling your power, and from there, we shall take steps, together' he said to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 23:43:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise looked up at him standing there, and looked at his hand.&nbsp; She nodded, and went to reach for his hand.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>21-07-2010, 03:21:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Their hands touched, and it was <em>electric</em>.<br><br>The world spinned as the doors in her mind opened. The world spun, and the room was replaced with stars, moons, planets, the void of space, colored deep blue, and their eyes met. He smiled, and it was warm, and inviting, not cold and dangerous. She felt the spark, as did he, and her mind expanded. She saw doors in her mind. They weren't labeled, but they were corridors within her own mind that held power. The gift of magic. It was raw, it was natural, and it was very real.<br><br>She could feel him within her, and he was showing her how to get to those doors. Opening them would be her own task, but Victor was showing her the pathways of her mind that would lead to them, and what lie beyond them. Magic, and the ability to manipulate it.<br><br>'It has always been there. I am here to teach you how to shape it, and your destiny. You have the tools, and there is a coming storm that will need you to wield these gifts' he said to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 12:21:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise looked around as the room spun into the void of space...eventually forming into a white hallway, alit except for gray doors lining the hall.&nbsp; at the end of a hall it split in both directions, leading to other avenues of wherever it saw fit...&nbsp; <br><br>She stared wide-eyed in the direction of the hall, and took one small step, observing in awe the sight before her.&nbsp; It was her inner world... <br><br>She looked back at Victor, at odds of what to do.&nbsp; She understood his words, yet was unsure how the situation would unfold.&nbsp; <br><br>From far off in the distance, a scream could be heard ringing out, quieted to their ears as a result of the distance there. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>23-07-2010, 13:39:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>That scream is not in real-time</em> came a voice to her head. <br><br>Victor looked at her.<br><br><em>It is what may come to be, but not set in stone.</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 12:09:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise was filled with interest as she heard his voice resonate in her mind.&nbsp; Of course, it not only filled her mind, but the space in which they were standing, for this <em>was</em> her mind.&nbsp; Her innerworld.&nbsp; She smiled at him, and looked back to the direction of where the scream came from, pondering.&nbsp; She felt slightly more confident to have such an opportunity as to have him there, and yet was of course extremely apprehensive at what lay before her.&nbsp; <br><br>Eloise paused, and then decided to take his hand again, feeling the sensual electricity between them coursing, flowing.&nbsp; This was the moment she truly began to believe he was indeed meant to help her.&nbsp; And with that, her confidence in herself grew slightly more.&nbsp; <br><br>The moment she felt this feeling, she saw the hallway before her shift and sway, as if on a rocking ship at sea, side to side.&nbsp; The entirety of the space around them moved as well, side to side. <br><br>Eloise blushed conciderably, not being able to hold back the words, although she said them quietly... <br><br>"It would seem you rock my world, Victor."&nbsp; <br><br><em>God that was so cheesy</em>, she thought.&nbsp; <br><br>What was she getting herself into.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 15:10:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He laughed, a low, warm, inviting laugh.<br><br>'That is a good thing' he said to her, quietly, this time out loud.<br><br>'As you can see, there are many doorways to open, to channel your gifts. Many of your gifts involve translocation, being able to send yourself, or your presence, elsewhere, and return' he said to her. 'Indeed, a very powerful gift' he added.<br><br>'You are also elementally attuned, although to which element the most, I am not quite sure' he said. 'We will have to figure that out'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 14:35:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded slowly, and looked back at the hallway, still alight white, and still slowly rocking back and forth, although it began to die down slightly.&nbsp; She began to walk towards the doors, nervous to see what she would find there.&nbsp; <br><br>She stopped in front of the first door to her right, and put her face near it, seeing if she could hear what was contained inside of it.&nbsp; <br><br>Suddenly, she had an idea.&nbsp; <br><br>She took a deep breath, and the air in the hallway blew slightly more, as if a fresh idea flowed through her mind.&nbsp; The white light coming through the floor began to pulse slightly.&nbsp; She smiled as she stepped back to look at the door, and watched it fly open.&nbsp; A bright blue forceful light shown out of the door, all other light dimming simultaneously.&nbsp; <br><br>Although outrageously happy, she began to cry.&nbsp; Emotion filled her.&nbsp; As her tears grew, other doors in the distance could be heard flying open as well, the results of this she did not know.&nbsp; Eventually she fell to the floor, weeping uncontrollably.&nbsp; This was followed by eventual screaming.&nbsp; Her chest began to heave as her face turned blotches of red.&nbsp; The happiness was overtaken by overwhelming sadness.&nbsp; <br><br>Visions blew through her mind, of past memories of all kinds.&nbsp; <br><br>Eventually, she began to feel as if she was going to die from the force of emotion.&nbsp; She sat helpless in her tears on the floor, unable to do anything but, as her vision clouded with blackness.&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>27-07-2010, 15:40:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Victor let some of the emotions and sensations flow. She needed to see this, she needed to see the price some paid for wielding such power. It only served to steel the resolve, and to harden one's desire to learn correctly.<br><br>Eventually though he couldn't take much of it anymore, and he leaned down and picked her up in his arms, and held her, hoping she would feel the warmth from him and calm down some. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>30-07-2010, 19:19:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise lay crying on the floor, lost in her own mind, emotions pouring through her and around her as if a tidalwave.&nbsp; The long expansive time she had spent blocking so much from herself was now opened.&nbsp; And while she felt like she would break, she felt his arms around her.&nbsp; Victor held her in his arms, and though her vision was dark, she could not believe how comforted she felt.&nbsp; <br><br>The darkness didn't break for a long time.&nbsp; But with him there, thing eventually began to dissipate.&nbsp; She wanted to think thoughts, but unfortunately she was unable to think at all, and only feel what had long been pushed away.&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>02-08-2010, 21:32:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked down at her.<br><br>He had not bothered to count how long he had sat there with her, holding her. It didn't really matter.<br><br>What mattered was that she felt better. He carried her to a plush sofa, and gently set her down, sitting beside her. <br><br>'It can be a bit overwhelming, I agree. I remember when I first discovered it. I couldn't move for two days' he said to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 16:49:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise was vaguely aware of the sofa beneath her... She was still lost to her emotions, curled up barely moving.&nbsp; Every once in a while her tears would form once again, and then fade.&nbsp; There wasn't much sign she was going to to anything else for a while.&nbsp; When Eloise became aware of this, she strained to speak..<br><br>"Tell them...where I am.." Her words meshed together in her quiet voice. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 20:22:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Tell who?' he asked her, warmth and understanding in his voice. If she meant her guardians, that might cause a bit of a problem. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 23:33:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uncles..." she replied quietly and as if out of breath, her body coursing with emotions, the heat from the process radiating from her body.&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 04:53:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Of course, I shall do so' he said, and in an instant he summoned a raven, that seemed to appear out of nowhere. Across the room on a desk a piece of parchment and a pen moved of their own volition, a message being constructed and written, then placed in a fine envelope. He motioned to the bird. 'You know where to take this. See to it personally that it is delivered, and wait for a reply. It is urgent' he said, and with that, the raven clutched the envelope in it's claws, and flew off through an open window.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 06:20:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She heard his words to the bird in the room.&nbsp; Not only that, she could see what was happening even though her eyes were closed.&nbsp; She could see things by way of feeling them, the energy coursing through her.&nbsp; She understood that she needed to pace herself, and typically many beings would be beyond thought at this point.&nbsp; Eloise, although she was entirely exhausted, could still control her willpower to some degree... <br><br>She kept her eyes closed, taking comfort in the couch, and then became lost to her emotions slightly more, as she felt comforted by the notion that Victor was taking care of her.&nbsp; She felt overwhelmed with gratitude, even slightly excited in her emotional state.&nbsp; <br><br>She smiled, and uttered, <br>"...Thank you.." <br><br>With that, she felt herself falling asleep, quickly.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>05-08-2010, 12:58:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She fell asleep, and once her breathing was deep, and Victor was sure she was deep and peacefully at rest, he lay her on the sofa, comfortably. He fetched a blanket for her, placing it over her and built a fire in the library. Shutting the doors, he moved to sit on the sofa with her, quietly watching over her as she rested.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 21:37:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise had walked through her dreams in a blur.&nbsp; Some of them sped up, some of them slowed down....foggy, unbraced, uncaring yet alluring.&nbsp; She tried to find her way, but many times was lost in the dark.&nbsp; There were birds...people...things that looked familiar but foreign at the same time.&nbsp; Eventually all things gave way to a peaceful place, a garden fountain bigger than her, alit in the middle of stone benches and trees, flowers and caterpillars.&nbsp; The night seemed deadly on the outskirts of the garden, but here she felt warm.&nbsp; She turned to look around, and was met with the sight of a very large cathedral.&nbsp; Some lights were on inside, and her impulse was instantly to go inside.&nbsp; As she did, she felt good to be surrounded by the cavernous maze of stone and architecture.&nbsp; <br><br>She found the master bedroom, and slept there too, and as her body and mind rested at the same time, she began a process of healing, her subconscious pondering on many things.&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>25-08-2010, 21:58:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Victor sat and watched. Her eyelids moved, indicating that she was dreaming. He knew that she had the power to make her dreams seem more real and intimate, it was one of her gifts. She also had the power to transpose herself elsewhere during her dreams, and smiled. When she gained the ability to master that, she would be pleased indeed. It would open those doors that she had longed for, and make her able to travel great distances in an instant.<br><br>He sat, content to watch her peaceful sleep. He would be here by her side when she woke, no matter how long it took. After all, what was time to him?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>03-09-2010, 16:51:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise slept for a few days, as Victor had indicated he experienced himself.&nbsp; In her dreams, there were many things that transpired, yet many things she did not consciously recall.&nbsp; Eventually she began to stir.&nbsp; <br><br>She opened her eyes slowly, half expecting to see sunlight.&nbsp; Although she saw none, a presence flowed through her that was inexplicable.&nbsp; She felt as though her body was glowing.&nbsp; <br><br>Dreamily she stirred some more.&nbsp; She felt where Victor was through her inner awareness, and felt his knowing that she was waking up.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>13-09-2010, 14:08:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had made some tea, and brought it to her as she stirred.<br><br>He had felt that, it was uncanny. He still wasn't sure what to think about that.<br><br>It seemed so surreal, but he knew there was a link.<br><br>He brought her the tea, smiling softly and warmly.<br><br>'Ah, here you go. I could sense you were waking, and thought this might be something you would appreciate' he said to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>14-09-2010, 08:15:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise softly smiled, even though her body felt heavy, as she heard Victors voice.&nbsp; She looked up at him dazedly, sitting up slightly to take the tea and place it on the table near them.&nbsp; Her princess-like eyes trailed to his knee, his hand where it rested there, to his arm, and then up to his face.&nbsp; When her eyes met his, she looked slightly bashful, taking him in like a trance.&nbsp; His eyes seemed to hold such untold witness, charm, death, and romance.&nbsp; <br><br>She brought her hand to rest on his arm, and then looked up into his eyes once again, holding her gaze.&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 04:10:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His gaze met hers, andhe searched through her expressions. Sleep had seemed to awaken something in her, and he...liked it. She was alive, vibrant and at this moment, decidely alluring looking. It was as if he'd taken a nap himself, and awoken to a different Eloise, who was still the same. Hard to explain, but in this moment, there was a sizzling energy between them. Her touch had inflamed him.<br><br>'Your eyes, are incredible' he said, noting how expressive they suddenly were. Windows to her inner self. She was awake now, more than physically.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>17-09-2010, 22:01:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She turned slightly pink, still staring at him, taking him in.&nbsp; She felt his aura energy mixing with hers.&nbsp; It felt warm, yet cool at the same time.&nbsp; She sat up a bit more, and then a bit more, propping herself to sit up.&nbsp; <br><br>"How long did I sleep for?" <br><br>She was lost in his eyes, transfixed in their depth.&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 13:58:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Several days, and I have to admit, you looked very peaceful and calm. Quite serene' he said to her, his eyes never leaving hers. <br><br>'It was almost as if you were suspended in sleep while your mind percolated, and explored' he added, convinced that was indeed what had transpired.<br><br>'You looked angelic' he admitted.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>18-09-2010, 18:54:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled, continuing her steady gaze, almost as if trying to see past the surface of his mind.&nbsp; In all actuality, she did not want to abuse the ability to do so, however she was simply eager to try.&nbsp; Even so, she was distracted...<br><br>Eloise looked at his lips, and then back up at him.&nbsp; She could feel herself filled with a longing unlike anything else she'd felt in her life.&nbsp; The blood within her coursed with a certain heady sting and craving.&nbsp; She began to feel her heart beat slightly harder.&nbsp; <br><br>An unprecedented whimper issued from her quietly, as she placed her hand on his arm, clinging at it unconsciously.&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 02:28:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had felt it too, very strongly from their first physical meeting. <br><br>She whimpered, and he understood completely. He placed his hand on hers, and smiled. <br><br>'I feel it too, Eloise, I have since I first met you' he said, reassuring her.<br><br>Her own lips made his body quiver, anticipation. He'd not dared to touch them yet, but now he did, his free hand placing a single finger on her lips, to feel the softness. He groaned as he did, her body making his shudder in delight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>19-09-2010, 17:06:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Victors' words echoed in her mind.&nbsp; She was becoming...well...enchanted by him.&nbsp; It's not like the surrounding environment didn't make it easy.&nbsp; The smell of the old-world furniture was pleasant, mixing with the books, and the fire from the fireplace, crackling continuously, never seeming to burn out.&nbsp; <br><br>His reaction to her filled her with happiness.&nbsp; She stayed in his eyes, and his eyes alone.&nbsp; When he groaned as he touched her lips, it sent her into an enlightened fervor.&nbsp; Eloise wrapped her arms around his shoulders, unable to resist the temptation to kiss him.&nbsp; <br><br><br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>20-09-2010, 18:46:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The kiss.<br><br>He never thought that would be in the immediate future, but when her lips touched his, the universe exploded.<br><br>He felt that this was the kiss he'd waited his whole life for. It was tentative at first, but then he poured passion into it, communicating to her how long he'd waited for this.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>26-09-2010, 18:03:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered, entranced by his energy, her own heart exploding with passion.&nbsp; She had no idea where this temptation and energy came from, but it felt like the most perfect thing in the world...&nbsp; Every time he touched her she felt like she wanted more and more, as if a drink that made her more thirsty.<br><br>She kissed him with moderate pressure, opening her mouth to welcome him, her hands clung at his shoulders and hair unconsciously.&nbsp; Her spine tingled. <br><br>At one point she whispered his name in longing.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 18:26:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				'Yes, yes' he whispered, echoing her own sounds and needs. He felt it too, her mouth was a wondrous explosion of sensation pressed to his. Her hands grasping at his hair made his own body tingle with excitement. Long had he wished for this moment.<br><br>'Eloise' he murmured.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>02-10-2010, 15:40:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled in bliss.&nbsp; This...she thought...must be what it feels like to love... <br><br>She lived in happiness as she felt the rough edges in his vampiric energy...as her spine arched against him in longing.&nbsp; She pulled away slightly to glance up at his eyes, meeting his with hers, and then moved into his neck, kissing it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>04-10-2010, 22:21:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She arched her body, his hand ran down her back, to the end of her spine, and rested lightly on her rear, holding her. She moved to his neck, and he let out a low, slow groan of approval. Indeed, her lips were like fire on his neck. So very good.<br><br>'Eloise, yes' he said huskily. His hand cupped her rear.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>09-10-2010, 16:50:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His touch sent chills through her, and his voice propelled her to bite his neck with anticipation.&nbsp; She was filled with lust, her heart rate beating fast as she clung to him.... <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>14-10-2010, 16:34:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She bit on his neck, he groaned. He could feel her pulse, and his hand moved to slide up her inner thigh, brushing between her legs ever so softly as she clung to him. He felt her breath on his neck, and his hand moved even more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>15-10-2010, 02:07:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise whimpered at his touch.&nbsp; Her aura seemed to glow to the pulse of her heartbeats.&nbsp; She wanted so much, but she had no idea what to do, and wondered what he made of all this...where his intentions lay... <br><br>She whimpered slightly more as she pulled her teeth away from his neck, clawing at his shoulders, and looked up at his eyes deeply once again.&nbsp; <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>20-10-2010, 22:17:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His intentions, even he did not know. He was confused by some of what he was feeling, but he knew he wanted to learn all he could about her, in every way. That was something he'd never had, nor expected to feel with anyone. Yet, she sparked that in him.<br><br>When she looked into his eyes, she saw many things. Wonder, passion, desire, questions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 21:41:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise looked back at him intently, her eyes deep and shining from the fire.&nbsp; She wanted him to take her in a way she hadn't wanted anyone else to before.&nbsp; She was even contemplating vampirism in ways she hadn't before, either...&nbsp; Many thoughts swirled in her mind.&nbsp; Was she becoming scandalous?&nbsp; Was he trying to hurt her and use her?&nbsp; Why did she feel like he was the one thing she needed in a world that had been so grey...so minute...even uncaring.&nbsp; <br><br>Eloise closed her eyes, and leaned to kiss his chest.&nbsp; The kiss stung her lips with a melting desire, fraught with need for pain and pleasure, things that she couldn't even begin to describe in words.&nbsp; <br><br>She whimpered against him.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>18-12-2010, 16:15:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Scandalous she may have been becoming, and when she couldn't see his face, having bent down to kiss his chest, a spark and glint in his eyes caught the light just right. Her uncles had long sought to shelter her from the world, to keep her from knowing what was out there, and from knowing who she was. Victor had other ideas however. She had power potential that was unlimited, and her body and mind were a symphony of delights for the senses for the right person.<br><br>He was that person. He was going to open her eyes to more than magic. He was going to make her want him, and her body want him, in ways she had never imagined.<br><br>First, he needed to mark her as his. He could feel her pulse racing, her heart beating. Sweet music to his ears.<br><br>Her natural gifts came to the fore as her lips touched his skin, and she could feel his blood, feel his heat in her lips, and she heard voices beckoning her. '<em>More, more</em> it said to her.<br><br>She was aware of his hands moving along her arms, to her shoulders.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>19-12-2010, 01:09:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Eloise gasped slightly at his movement, her eyes still closed, suddenly knowing what was coming.&nbsp; She stayed immersed in the thrall, dizzy with anticipation.&nbsp; Her skin pulsed along with her heartbeat.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>21-12-2010, 15:40:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt her shirt give way, exposing her shoulders and chest to him. He gasped, she was so lovely, mesmerizing. She was a raw, powerful vessel, ready to learn and to be taught so much, so much that she was unware of. Such potential. He leaned down and kissed her shoulder, leaving a warm trail up to her neck, and she could feel him kissing her neck, sucking on it, leaving a mark. He groaned, she felt so good to him, all of his senses were reeling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 18:21:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered at his kissbite, closing her eyes and clinging to him again.&nbsp; Although these feelings were quite unexpected, they were none-the-less welcomed.&nbsp; <br><br>She whispered his name, and leaned up to kiss him, leaning back slightly, as if to signal him to move on top of her.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>29-12-2010, 20:39:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Victor leaned into the kiss, their lips touching, and she could feel the taste of her own blood, light and faint, but there, on his lips. His bite had been suprisingly light, not deep at all. Something prevented him from savaging her, and he knew inside that she had an effect on him that was much different than any other had before. She encouraged him closer, and their bodies pressed together. He began to slowly remove her top, undoing any buttons that were present, and kissing each minute piece of her skin that was revealed, and took the same approach with her arms as he slowly pulled each sleeve off, his lips blazed, she made his blood boil. She could feel the damp trail of his kisses as he explored her skin.<br><br>She was beautiful to him, her body exquisite, and as each part of it became revealed to him, he stopped to memorize it, the way it felt, her scent.<br><br>It was obvious that he intended to remove every last inch of her clothing, slowly, to revel in the sight of her body as it became visible to him. Occasionally his lips moved back to hers for a brief, passionate kiss, and his hands began to caress her skin as it appeared.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>08-01-2011, 02:22:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled in glowing happiness at his kissing, letting him take her clothes off, and sought to remove his outer jacket from his torso, pulling his shirt out of his slacks, undoing his shirt.... <br><br>She wanted nothing more and nothing less than him.&nbsp; Her stomach turned in knots at the site of him kissing her, taking his time, holding himself back.&nbsp; <br>She knew he wanted more.&nbsp; She removed her shirt and bra completely, feeling more natural, like he was a part of her.&nbsp; Laying back, she looked up at him from her glowing eyes, as if telling him to take her in more ways than one.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 15:47:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gasped as she undid his shirt, and the force of her pulling it from his slacks was, to him, thrilling. She was not coy about her desires. When her own top and bra came free, his eyes lit in wonder. Though both of them were still clad from the waist down, it was not hard to see the effect that she had upon him, and his eyes flickered with desire that had suddenly swollen.<br><br>When she lay back, he moved closer, hovering above her, and his tongue reached out to flick across one of her nipples, before his mouth closed around it, suckling it. His hand ran down her leg, not yet removing the barrier of clothing on her lower body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cathedralnight</strong> on <strong>21-05-2011, 07:07:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Eloise looked into his eyes, she felt them glow with light as she arched her back, closing her eyes momentarily to feel his energy upon her.&nbsp; Regardless of ever feeling this way before, she felt so natural, and so free.&nbsp; She found herself wriggling out of her skirt and panties, her bare bottom rubbing against the couch enjoyably...&nbsp; Her insides felt alive with ecstasy....burning for his energy to encompass her entirely.&nbsp; <br><br>She leaned up to kissbite his shoulder, hard....<br><br>"Please..." she whispered, as his fingers trailed paths of fire along her skin that burned there and into her memory forever....<br><br>She wanted to be toyed with, even though she longed for more and more.&nbsp; Victor was her only thought, and her only focus. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>03-06-2011, 18:19:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could sense her swelling desire, and the heat coming from her.<br><br>He desired her too, but he was not ready to sate her needs just yet. She needed to learn to hover on the brink, to be brought deliriously close to the precipice without going over. She bit his shoulder, and he gasped, and his hands pinched her nipple, teasing it and tugging it. He pressed closer to her, but his body didn't quite contact hers yet. He wanted to feel her need, for her to cry out.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: From The Depths {National Acrobat &amp; cathedralnight}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>National Acrobat</strong> on <strong>05-06-2011, 03:39:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He found himself in awe. An unusual state for him, but the energy that swirled around the two of them, and the feeling that time was stopping around them was noticeable. Even if it wasn't, it <em>felt</em> like it. It felt as if the pair were in their own world, cut off from everything else, without the concerns of the mortal world for now.<br><br>She lay back, her heat moving to the pillow, and he followed, his body sliding down, finally touching hers. His hands slid up her hips, and his lips found her collarbone, then her neck, and he grazed her neck lightly, his hot breath lingering there as his body pressed atop hers.
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