A Black And White World (Deathstalker & Mechanical Addiction)
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				Title: <strong>A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>15-10-2008, 13:58:46</strong>
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				Darai walked alone on the forest path, completely lost. It was night and stars shone in the sky, but the positions were all wrong and he could not find his way. He was scared of walking into the desert or to the estates of another family beside the Lanyers. On the good side, he thought, as he walked, nobody would really miss him. Nobody really noticed Darai back home. <br><br>He was cold, thanks to his quite thin clothing. He only wore a matching set of tunic and pants, along with golden sandals at his feet. He had not thought to bring along something warmer, because he had not expected to get lost in a place he had visited so much. Now, in the dark of the night, the forest seemed much more sinister and Darai found himself gripping the hilt of his dagger as he walked. Finally the path took him to a clearing, where he saw a small fire and three men around it. Their wings seemed white, or greyish from the distance. <br><br>Maybe those were people who could help him? <br><br>He hurried towards them and called out: “Hello!” <br><br>They stopped in the middle of their talk and turned to look at him. Darai stopped in fright as he realized that those were certainly not white-wings. Their faces were too feral, and their wings seemed dirty. Their clothing was strange and outlandish, and they bore weapons.<br><br>“Ooh, what do we have here?” one of the men said and stood up. He smiled at Darai, but it was a smile that promised him a world of pain. “A little white prince. Look how cute he is. Are you lost, little angel prince?”<br><br>“I...” Darai stammered and tried to retreat, only to have another grey-wing at his side, edging closer to him.<br><br>He was scared now. Grey-wings held hatred for both the white and black angels, who considered the greys to be nothing than mongrels and perversions born from the follies of those who did not keep their escapades inside their race and instead took lovers from the forbidden other side. <br><br>One of them shoved him, the others laughed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>15-10-2008, 19:09:10</strong>
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				There was a long span of forest, on the edge of two territories, which Erebus could either walk through or fly above. While normally, he would simply fly home, tonight the forest looked all too inviting and he was neither scared or frightened. Yawning he stepped onto a small unbeaten dirt path and began the first of an ascent that would lead him home. Around him there were many blatant sounds, too many for one to pick out the sound of trouble before stepping right into it. <br><br>Tonight was especially crisp, frigid. Maybe it was because no clouds blanketed the earth, the stars potent and bright lit his path. Over his shoulders he wore a thin slip of long sleeved button up shirt which hung freely over his large toned chest, and stopped just above his pants pockets. Normally he had no use for shirts, with such wide wings they were pesky things that only tended to hinder his movements, but tonight was no normal night. He could feel the anticipation in the air like the heavy scent of warm blood drawing beasts to the kill. <br><br>When he came to the clearing the first thing he noticed was at least six or seven gray winged angels all crowded around a single target. He was contemplating just walking away when he noticed, was a young man curled into a ball at their feet, presumably where he had fallen. This young man was small, definitely not stronger then even one of his tormentors. Erebus felt morally obligated to step in.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hey you get away from him." His voice wasn't deep, but it wasn't high pitched either. Though he didn't sound outright threatening there was a cruelty to his voice that immediately demanded attention. These men were weak, the kind of men who had to compensate for something by forming groups and robbing people. He hoped they would have more sense then stand up to Erebus who didn't look like the average punk. They didn't run away or try to come at him one at a time, instead they all stepped away from their original target and took up arms, rushing him. <br><br>He didn't do much, not more then a flick of his wrist and they were lying on the ground in messy bloodied heaps. Stepping over the carnage he walked over too Darai. "Hey are you alright?" He hadn't noticed before but this boy was a white wing. Kneeling next to him, Erebus brushed his face with the tips of his fingers, checked his pulse and established he was alright in general. Frightened, and bewildered the kid who couldn't have been older then twenty, didn't look too coherent. Not wanting to leave him here alone, Erebus lifted him up and slung him over one shoulder then took too the sky in the direction of home. <br><br>When they arrived, some ten or fifteen minutes from where they started, Erebus lay Darai on a tiger skin rug at the center of a large cage in what appeared to be a bedroom. "Sorry about the arrangements, but I thought it best to not give you a chance to cut out my heart should you be one of the many who want me dead." He spoke when Darai came to. "Its a long way down and the road is better suited for walking in the daylight anyway so if I find that you aren't some kind of international spy, come morning you are free to go." Inside the Cage was richly dressed, why somebody would have one in their bedroom was need for concern. <br><br>The room itself was one of the four castle towers. The entire surface area of the walls were made up of a giant stained glass window that was at the moment curtained so that when morning came the sun would not rise and wake Erebus who intended on going to bed very soon. Taking some folded blankets he stuck them through the cage bars and then set them on the floor when it was clear Darai had not intentions of taking them from Erebus's hands. Not finding need to talk much, Erebus climbed into his bed and snuffed the only candle in the room before rolling onto his stomach so not to squish his wings. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>15-10-2008, 20:00:46</strong>
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				Darai had been hit and taunted for quite some time and he was beside himself in complete fright. He was lying on the ground, face first in the ground and trying to shield himself, while he felt a new force arriving in the clearing. Even before lifting his head and looking at Erebus, he understood that this was a powerful angel. And if there was something he feared more than greys, it was a black angel, especially one so scary as Erebus was. When he saw how the greys fell down in death, he fainted. <br><br>Once Erebus handled him, Darai began to stir, but as he felt his closeness, he fainted again. It was simply too much for his little head to handle at the same moment. He had never been attacked by greys, but it had happened today. To top it, he had also been captured. Darai shivered in Erebus' arms, as the black angel flew towards his home, but did not wake. <br><br>He could barely nod when he found himself in the cage and Erebus talked to him, he was still so shocked. Cut out his heart? Why...that was a barbaric practice done only in war. Spies? No, Darai was not a spy, but before he could tell it to the other angel, the lights had gone out. He eyed the blankets and the luxurious fur, feeling its softness but was disgusted at himself. It had come from an animal. An animal who now was dead. <br><br>Darai sat there, staring into darkness until he began to nod off. He was too scared to go to sleep though. He would need to face what was coming to him. He had read the accounts. Black angels usually tortured their captives...and some of the more sadistic ones even cut off the wings of their prisoners or forced them to submit sexually. He crawled forward and felt the bars of the cage. Black and very strong. He would not get out. He would be maimed and tortured and he had only himself to blame. He cuddled one of the blankets, shivering from fear and cold, crying softly. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 00:08:19</strong>
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				By the time the sun came up Erebus was gone. How he had gotten up and left so bizarrely quiet was a mystery but he had left a cart of food just outside the bars that Darai could eat from at his leisure. People passed up and down the stairs, but never tarried close enough in hearing distance to give Darai an opportunity to plead with them. A fire had been left blazing in the small cool room, and a fraction of the curtains were open opposite of the sun so a very minute amount of light poured in. <br><br>Erebus had gone to check up on Darai, to see what kind of character he had picked up in the woods that evening. It was almost half past noon when he returned, sliding through the door like a serpent in the sand. He flung open the curtains so that the sun could spill through. "I have been asked to keep you here by somebody of great importance too the Black Wings. It would be insane of me to object. I do hope you understand." After staring out the window a few seconds Erebus pulled a chair up to the edge of the bars and sat down. "How are you feeling this morning, probably have a nasty headache I would imagine. Sobbing all night like you were." <br><br>"Sorry about the accommodation's, until I can find a more suitable place to put you, you will have to stay up here." Erebus sized up the young man for a moment or two having not been able to in the dark woods during their encounter last evening. "You will be well taken care of as long as you behave, and will be given privileges accordingly. I don't expect you to agree, but really you don't have much choice in the matter so might as well make the best of it." To Erebus this was an obligation, he was to babysit Darai for a while which didn't seem like it was going to be a difficult job. "It is probably going to get boring up here so if you can think of some kind of activity you would like to do that will not involve leaving the confines of this cage, you are more then welcome to speak up and let me know what it is that require." <br><br>There was an assortment of pets inside the Agoras household, mostly those who could not fend for themselves on the outside, Erebus liked to believe that this white winged angel was one of them. "Nobody besides me and a few rare others come up to this tower. So don't bother screaming or making a fuss. You may get some visitors from time to time, mostly on days when I am away and have sent somebody up to check on you. I haven't been given any reason to believe that you will be here any longer then a month at the most. As you have probably already heard, our two species are itching for leverage. It sounds like the emperor has taken a fancy to you. There is a chance you may be moved from here to there although I wouldn't get your hopes up. There you will be in a far worse position than you are now." Silver eyes scrutinized Darai's every movement, curious as to the nature of the younger white winged male. "Any Questions?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>16-10-2008, 12:48:21</strong>
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				Darai had drifted off to sleep by the time Erebus woke again. He himself woke when one of the servants entered to tidy up the place. He tried to talk to the woman, but she had most likely been given orders not to listen to him. His head throbbed and his feet were cold, and he knew he was a complete mess. The enticing smell of food went straight to his stomach, and he ate what had been given to him, figuring that if there was poison, he would rather have the poison than the gnawing hunger. It turned out that while there quite many strange things he did not recognize, black-wings also ate food in the way white-wings did. <br><br>As Erebus entered, he found his prisoner wrapped into one of the blankets, only his nose and a set of large eyes peeking out from the bundle. Those eyes followed the black-wing's every move, but Darai did not speak. He did not look straight at Erebus though, as if the other intimidated him.<br><br>This was actually the truth. Once Darai had gotten a view of who his captor was, he had been hard-pressed not to scream in terror. He had some pride, though. He would hold on to it as long as he could. Darai had heard of Erebus, and that he was one of the unholy blights in ranks of his people's enemies. The stories painted him as a ruthless killer, who had slain even his own mother and devoured her. He would torture his enemies until they wished to die. Darai did not want to die, but he drew the blanket even harder around himself, as if the cloth could shield him. It hurt his wings, but he preferred the pain to showing himself. <br><br>He listened to Erebus, as the angel spoke. He did sound...that evil, but he would not be releasing Darai. And anything else was bad. There was no place to run, so he would have to behave. Darai thought it would be a good thing to do, until he could escape, of course. <br><br>As he heard of the Emperor, he closed his eyes, feeling tears trickle down his cheeks. The Black Emperor was the cruelest and most wicked creature alive, who feasted on children and had a hundred wives, all who served him and his every whim. He was rumored to punish his servants for every tiny infraction and his favorite pastime was playing games with his underlings. Any white angel who fell into his hands would be mutilated and lose their wings for ever. <br><br>Darai sobbed, shaking all over. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>17-10-2008, 05:21:28</strong>
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				Erebus was looking at him, through him as if he didn't see the kid at all. For a few silent moments he just stared, watching him move and begin to sob before standing up and opening the cage door. Stepping inside he approached the shaking sobbing figured and crouched in front of him. They were close, but not too close. There was a definite amount of space between them that Erebus would not yet encroach on. For a minute he looked at Darai, not moving, hardly breathing. The poor white winged angel looked as though one big breath would shatter him. That blanket wasn't fairing too well either, it stretched over his wings and seemed to want to split in half. <br><br>Without saying a word he held his hands out face down, veins could be seen beneath the pale skin, the long fingers and thick knuckles saying he was use to carrying a sword. Flipping them over he showed Darai the bottom of his hands. There were no calluses, not even a scar, just soft peach palms Reaching behind him he plucked one of the black feathers and held it in the air twirling it before setting it down on the ground between them. While some of the black wing angel feathers were jagged and sharp, truth be told some of Erebus's feathers were just so, but this one was soft baby raven soft. He was trying to illustrate the fact that they were not so different. Once he was finished with the little show he got up and waked out, the squealing cell door clasping closed after him. <br><br>His steps were faint, he didn't sound like he was walking, rather flying towards the door though his wings had not moved from their place on his back. Stopping at the door he spoke up, soft but demanding. "Stop crying. I'm not going to hurt you and your only going to give yourself a headache." Walking out he closed the oak door, his footsteps could be heard going down the stairs, he stopped once as if contemplating something and then continued onwards. <br><br>At the very least he had given Darai something to think about, at the most he had given him a way out of his cage, not that the kid would get very far. His feather, was a part of Erebus and thus would open the door. All in all he didn't think that the kid would figure it out, not the way Darai was flying into hysterics. Even if he did he wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. The castle was a part of Erebus, happenings rarely went on that he didn't know about. It didn't matter how crafty or quiet Darai could be either, the walls had eyes. Servants, animals were watching and there were creatures that wouldn't take to kindly to a stranger in their midst. <br><br>Ultimately this was a test of Darai's integrity. If he could be trusted then he wouldn't need so much looking after. If Erebus found that he wasn't to be trusted then he wasn't going to be so nice the next time he wandered up to his room. But for now he was going to go find something for the bewildered boy to do. He took a stroll too the library and began going through the fiction section. Anything in his library that was nonfiction would probably be something about games and strategy or the history of the black wings. He figured that Darai wouldn't want to read such things. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>17-10-2008, 22:34:25</strong>
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				(OOC: I thought we could make it more interesting by having Darai act this way.)<br><br>Darai cried for some while, until he heard the cage being opened and Erebus entering. He opened his eyes, which were rimmed red from all the crying. He was quiet, as Erebus showed him...his hands? What was the other doing? He watched in confusion as the black angel plucked one of his feathers and simply let it fall in front of Darai. <br><br>He closed his eyes again at the angel's words and wiped his tears away. He should not cry - he was of the Lanyer family and they were brave. He was supposed to be brave. But how could he be? He did not even understand what the game was. It had to be a game. There was the feather. Was Erebus mocking him? But it was...angel feathers could be used as focal points to different kinds of magics, and he would maybe even be able to get the door open. But what then? <br><br>He had to try. He would be punished and hurt either way. He did not want to stay here.<br><br>No. <br><br>Determined to do something right for once, he picked up the feather, ditched the blanket and went to perform a simple charm. The cage came open easily enough, but he struggled with the door. At the same time he tried to listen for any kind of noise from the outside. He hoped that Erebus would have things to do and would not notice. Not at first. He simply needed to get to a window, then he could fly away. Fly home. <br><br>Quietly, the door opened. Darai ran down the stairs, still holding the feather. If there were other doors, maybe he could work them open too. It could be possible. Erebus had been correct, there were not any creatures around. However, by now, the black angel would have definitely felt that something had changed. Darai, not aware of this, hurried into the hallway, turning left. Towards the light, yes. Maybe there would be a balcony. It would make it easier. It took him some time, but finally he located a door that would open to an open balcony. Using the feather, he started to work it open with his magic. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>18-10-2008, 01:10:37</strong>
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				(OOC:::I was hoping)<br><br>From the moment Darai left his cage in the highest tower Erebus knew he was making a run for it. He really didn't blame the kid for trying, if put in such a situation Erebus would die before staying still and cooperating. Erebus took a position perched on a ledge overlooking a balcony. There were only two exits on this floor, none of the windows opened. So either Darai would come from this particular balcony or he would get lost in the maze of rooms and head downstairs. Either way the chase wouldn't last too long. There were animals on the bottom floors that would smell and catch any creature who strayed too far from a designated path. In order to escape this castle he would need to be particularly more crafty then he was being now. <br><br>The sound of an unlocking door drew his attention too the room inside. That would most certainly be the kid trying to take his leave. Erebus could feel the magics in the glass balcony door untangling, the knot that was copper in fire began to unwind until the two doors swung open. He didn't want the kid to get too far so he hopped down, perching on the balcony railing, his massive wings stretched as far as they would go to balance him. When Darai looked up, Erebus moved forward, a streak of red hair like a roaring fire in the wind, an outstretched hand, with little effort, forced Darai into the wall opposite of his way out. <br><br>Knowing that this kid was a light weight and would probably get hurt if he hit the wall too hard, Erebus held the back of Darai's neck with his left hand so he would fall into something softer then brick. His black wings encompassed them, stretching around like midnight's feathery cocoon. "Very good effort. But I believe you made a wrong turn somewhere down the hallway." They were so very close. Darai's warm body pressed against Erebus's granite cold chest as the older Angel leaned over him dropping the arm that pinned Darai too the wall.&nbsp; "Lets make this a little game between you and I. If at any time during your stay you step out of any of the seven doors in this mansion, I will let you go. But you are going to have to be quicker then that, and fair warning, when you do decide to make a daring escape you best make sure I am in a good mood otherwise I may not be so nice." Erebus kissed the top of Darai's head then backed away placing a right hand on Darai's right shoulder. <br><br>"Alright, Back up the stairs you go." To move things along Erebus gave his newest pet a firm open palm slap to the behind. These little affections were more to frighten Darai then anything. They took the stairs slowly, Erebus was making certain that Darai wouldn't turn and run by herding him in a slightly threatening manner. Once they were back upstairs Erebus pushed Darai into the cage and closed the door behind him not bothering to ask for the feather. There was a good chance that Darai would think twice before running again, at least for a good long while. Now the cage was somewhat more homey, there was a nightstand and a candle, a chair, some matches and a stack of books most likely placed up here by one of the many peculiar servants that wandered about from time to time. "I took the liberty of finding something for you to read. There isn't much else to do around here." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>18-10-2008, 11:39:48</strong>
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				(OOC: Tee hee.)<br><br>The doors finally opened, letting Darai walk out. The next things happened so fast that Darai could not even react properly. He only saw a flash of red and black, and the black angel was there, all around him. He shuddered as he felt Erebus against him, but he did not know if it was fear or something else. He would surely be punished now, for trying to escape. For trying to do what he had to. <br><br>Darai listened to his captor's words and did not meet Erebus' eyes. He yelped when he felt lips touch his hair and once more when he was slapped. Gods, was the other really going to take advantage of him? He should not have been surprised at that. He behaved now, going the way Erebus wanted him to go and finally ending up in a little heap on the tigerskin, shivering madly. After a few moments he sat up, his wings fluttering softly. <br><br>"Please let me go," he whispered quietly. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>19-10-2008, 02:09:28</strong>
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				Erebus turned away from him and stood in the window staring down on all that was his. The long row of labyrinth jutted out from the earths surface depicting some swirly design of Erebus's own device. His long wings shielded him from the world, the world from him. An absurd silence fell over the room. He was thinking about that little ball of fluff curled up on the rug, shaking even though the room was as warm and homey as Erebus possibly knew how to make it. When Darai spoke up Erebus could only stop and chuckle for a few moments, not enjoying the angel's torment but rather finding something amusing in letting him go.<br><br>&nbsp;"Let you go? But then I would be in the position you are now and that position doesn't suit me too well. You see, the black winged angels don't take kindly to traitors. Why not stay and make yourself comfortable. I haven't hurt you..." Erebus turned towards the cage a bizarre half smile plastered across his sculpted face. "Yet." Now he was just teasing with the kid. "So why don't we make small talk? Get to know one another a bit more." The cage door swung open almost as if it knew what Erebus was thinking. The lean muscular angel walked forward and sat down against the bars of the cage about five feet away from his prisoner. "So what's your name? As you probably already know, I am Erebus." He had taken something out of the window sill and now spun it around his index finger. There was a bell hanging from the metal, that jingled as it twirled. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>19-10-2008, 11:31:05</strong>
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				Darai was not surprised to hear that the angel would not let him go. He wrapped his wings around himself, the feathers still shaking. Only a pair of blue eyes was visible, along with the top of his head. He did not know what to think. Was it all just a new game that this angel liked to play with his prisoners? Try to make them trust him and then break it? Well, Darai would not play. He knew that he could not trust a black angel. Ever. He had learned that much.<br><br>He shifted backwards as the door opened. But no, Erebus did not come inside. Just sat there and watched him. It felt strange to be studied like that. Nobody ever bothered to watch him.<br><br>"Darai," he said finally, thinking that volunteering his name was not such a loss. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>19-10-2008, 12:36:54</strong>
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				Erebus continued to look at Darai. Thinking up questions to ask, mostly too keep the kids mind off of being trapped. Of course after getting a better look he did intend to have a little fun, but not so early in the game. Silver eyes took in every detail of the frightened Darai. Despite the fact that he wouldn't hurt people weaker then him, it didn't mean that he didn't like to frighten them a bit. "Darai, that is a very nice name." His voice sauntered into a deep raspy whisper. Like he was thinking about something deeply profound. "So what were you doing so close to black wing territory." Erebus spoke as if he thought that Darai was some kind of spy. He knew he wasn't but he wanted Darai to think there was a good reason for why he was being kept. <br><br>After a few minutes Erebus threw the metal ring chain he was playing with in the direction of Darai. "Put this on." A strange little grin crossed his face for a few moments he said nothing else and then proceeded to explain. "I want to be able to hear you when and if I decide to go to sleep. It will prevent you from unfairly sneaking out when I least expect it." There were flaws to his plan, very big flaws. But something said, once the collar was on it wasn't coming off unless Erebus took it off of Darai himself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>19-10-2008, 12:46:15</strong>
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				"Thank you," Darai said abruptly, then put his hand to his mouth. Why had he just done that? But he was like that, with an urge to be nice to everybody. Even wicked black angels who captured him. <br><br>"I...was out. Exploring," he admitted. "I am not a spy, honestly."<br><br>Besides, spies were not the sons of the family leader. They were angels who were much less conspicuous. The chain landed in front of him, and Darai unwrapped his wings, so he could pick it up. So he was going to be collared? Was the man going to make him into somekind of a pet? <br><br>"I...will not sneak out anymore," he said, very quiet. 
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				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>19-10-2008, 13:05:09</strong>
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				"Exploring?" Erebus looked over him again as if he didn't peg Darai for a person who enjoyed the outdoors. Erebus stopped staring after a while and looked at the chain on the floor, only taking one glance up after Darai had picked it up. "It is funny how much you have to be lied to before you simply don't believe anything anybody says." Erebus looked up incriminatory then laughed as if it were some kind of big joke. "I have the damnedest feeling that you are telling the truth. But if it is all the same to you I would rather not take chances." He leaned back and looked at the ceiling. "Like I said before the black winged angels don't take kindly to traitors. If I didn't do all that was in my power to keep you from getting away I would be a traitor. I am not a big fan of physical injury, I try to avoid it as much as possible, as I am sure we all do." He didn't really speak to Darai as if Darai was a captive. Erebus spoke as if he hadn't casually talked at somebody for so long that it was refreshing to do so. To tell the truth he did get awful lonely in the big castle with nobody but the servants, and well he had a certain disdain for the female species. Darai was nice enough, honest. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>19-10-2008, 13:24:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nobody likes traitors," Darai said quietly.<br><br>Maybe he should have stopped provoking Erebus, as these words most likely would. But he did not know anything anymore. He did not know what to do, so he did simply...what he normally did. <br><br>The other angel sounded like he was lonely. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 01:35:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Some angels just can't help what they are." This was an awfully deep subject. While Erebus was fully capable of understanding deep subjects, he just wasn't one to dwell too much on them. Darai was probably confused, angry, and scared. Erebus didn't know how to deal with people very well. He went one of two ways, frightening, and quiet. The latter of the two was where he had been for many months. Erebus was sometimes very childlike in many aspects. "So besides the obvious, how are you feeling?" The black winged angel seemed to genuinely care whether or not Darai was at least mildly comfortable. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>20-10-2008, 13:56:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				None of them could not help being what they were. It was simply inside them. They fought because they had to, not that they particularly wanted. They needed to stop the others. <br><br>Now Erebus asked Darai how he was feeling. Darai wanted to say that badly, but he did not think it wise. He should not agitate the other or annoy him, his favor could turn to humiliation in a moment. <br><br>"Hungry," he admitted finally, not knowing what else to say. "And...I also feel filthy."<br><br>Darai knew he should not have asked, but he always took a bath back at home, and he really wanted one so he could feel more normal. Normal...if he had ever felt like it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>21-10-2008, 01:03:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I will have some food brought up." Erebus seemed to think about Darai's second problem. "Alright I will take you down to the bath house, but if you try and run I am not going to be very happy." The bath house was down stairs in a large open room leading off of one of the guest bedrooms. It was definitely in an area of the house that would give Darai a perfect opportunity to try and run, there was even a door that led to the outside. "There will be food waiting up here for you afterwards." Erebus got to his feet, obviously meaning for Darai to get up and walk with him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>21-10-2008, 14:20:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Darai got up slowly, looking warily at Erebus.<br><br>"I understand," he said, quiet. He followed the black angel down, and made no attempt of running. He had learned. <br><br>He looked at the opulent place, all the baths and the obviously steaming water. There were many washing supplies, and it seemed to be even more luxurious than the chamber back at home. And of course, they did not have a bath house proper anyways, each angel prefering to do their washing separately. This was why Darai hesitated, when Erebus was still there.<br><br>"I...," he began. "We...bathe in private. Usually. Back at home."<br><br>Darai did not want to say outright that he did not want Erebus there. Or...it was because he did not want the other to see him naked...nobody really had, and he did not want to tempt Erebus either. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>22-10-2008, 11:47:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The bathhouse was made up of a large in floor tub that looked as if it could house at least forty people with room to breath. There was a great amount of bathing oils lined on one side of the tub and towels in a cabinet attached to the wall. "Well I regret to inform you that you can't bathe alone here but I can turn around if you want me to. It is going to take a while for the tub to fill up so you can go get undressed, there are robes in the linen closet. I will have your clothes washed." Erebus took a step towards a small table at the center of the room. "I am actually going to bathe too." He was already undressing before Darai could object. After he was fully disrobed not bothering to see the dismay on the small angels face he stepped down into the tub and walked over to the tub knobs. The bath tub was made of a white stone, the knobs and faucets gold. When he turned the two nobs water began to pour into the tub from several different faucet sources. Of the oils he chose lavender and rose before dumping some onto the bottom of the tub and facing away from Darai like he said he would do. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>22-10-2008, 12:41:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After hearing Erebus speak, Darai thought he would rather stay dirty like he was, then get in the same tub with the other angel. He had never done that. Despite the occasional hardship of grooming, especially wings, white angels still valued their privacy. Only bonded pairs washed together. He turned his eyes away the moment Erebus began to undress. <br><br>Nervously he started undoing the myriad of braids in his long white hair, and took out the many beads and pearls he had in there. After taking off the rest of his jewls, he set them all on the top of the closet, hoping that they would not fall off. He took himself a towel and a robe, then undressed very quickly and wrapped the towel around himself. The towel was large and fluffy, covering him from chest to knee, so only his delicate pale limbs were visible. <br><br>He waited until the tub had filled before sliding in. Darai tried to make it so that he did not show anything, but the towel slipped away from him and he fell almost comically in, spluttering and thrashing before he managed to get his feet. The tub was so deep that he was in by the neck, only a bit of his shoulders showing. He backed to the edge and huddled there, trying not to look at Erebus, who was much more visible. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>23-10-2008, 02:38:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erebus would have obliged Darai's request not to look had the white wing not fallen in and made a ruckus. It was only natural for Erebus to turn and look at him, making sure the angel wasn't drowning. "Well that was quite the entrance." Now that he was facing the white wing there wasn't much of a reason to turn around. His eyes didn't wander, he was use to bathing with other angels both male and female. <br><br>His black wings were heavy in the water, instead of the normal arch they hung down off his back, feathers wet and clinging together. "Do you feel any better?" He took a clean sponge from the side of the tub and covered it in oils. With one grand toss he threw the sponge in Darai's direction and then sat back in the tub laying his head back and looking up at the ceiling. It became quite clear that he was thinking about trouble the grin on his face said it all. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>23-10-2008, 14:36:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I tripped..." Darai said. He shivered, clearly uncomfortable. <br><br>He caught the sponge that was thrown at him, then smelled it. The scents were unknown to him, spicy and fruity. The little angel started washing himself. It was uncomfortable, to have Erebus so close to him. He still feared that the black angel would just decide to take him right here without hearing any of his protests. The fact that Erebus was hospitable...and even a bit kind, terrified Darai as much as torture would have. He kept on waiting for the facade to drop.<br><br>"It is good to be able to wash," he spoke quietly, eyes meek. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>25-10-2008, 00:23:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes it is." Erebus grumbled getting comfortable in the water. He sat down in the water until it was simply his eyes poking out of the surface. His red hair swam around him making him look more like a predatory demon then anything. He wasn't sure what to make of this Darai. The kid seemed way too uptight, like there was danger waiting around every corner. He jumped every time Erebus moved and flinched every time Erebus spoke. <em>What a peculiar angel.</em> Maybe Erebus should instigate some type of game. Reaching his hand up out of the water he splashed at Darai then ducked beneath the surface. It was mighty strange for an angel of Erebus's stature to want to play. He had been alone for so many years that he didn't know how he was suppose to interact with another person. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>25-10-2008, 00:37:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Darai only nodded and continued washing. He kept sneaking occasional glances at Erebus, but most of the time simply tried to focus on not panicking. When he was splashed at, he dropped his sponge and jerked backwards, almost hitting himself at the edge. He did not see Erebus at all, despite the other angel being so big. <br><br>Scared that something was going to happen, he tried inching forward very carefully so that he could take the sponge back. However, since the water was covered with foam and bubbles, he could not exactly see where Erebus was, and that was how he ended up colliding with the black angel. Erebus could feel Darai's slick and slim body brush against his, as the little angel let out of a soft cry of surprise and tried to dart away. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zombie Apocalypso</strong> on <strong>29-10-2008, 21:06:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Erebus was watching Darai and couldn't help but laugh. Darai was way too finicky, it mildly amused the elder angel. Erebus tried to scoot back, move away when Darai began to near him but they collided. Upon impact Erebus grabbed Darai by the ankle and dragged him beneath the surface. For a few seconds they shared a stare before Erebus moved away and once again disappeared beneath the dark depths of the water. He wasn't making very much headway, Darai was just as scared as ever if not more then he had been before. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A Black And White World (Deathstalker &amp; Mechanical Addiction)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eren</strong> on <strong>30-10-2008, 12:47:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Darai did not even have time to scream before he fell underwater, and shared one look with Erebus before he was released. Spluttering, he tried to get to the surface. Once he had stopped coughing, he moved as far as he could, then climbed up to the edge, still dripping with water. He almost slipped again, but then managed to stand up and moved to get himself dried quickly. <br><br>He did not even understand why Erebus was doing this. Did he want to toy around with him? Most likely. 
			</dd>
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