Monstrous Persuasion. (RandomBloke x Sweetblond)
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				Title: <strong>Monstrous Persuasion. (RandomBloke x Sweetblond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>12-09-2009, 00:37:14</strong>
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				It was a peculiar dark evening, even in these parts of the land. Usually the many brights stars and moon would illuminate everything despite of the many trees the infamous <em>'Forest of Suicide'</em> had. A rather stupid name for a forest, just because of the many wild animals roaming around it was said anyone stupid enough to enter it was as good as dead, therefore, practically committing suicide.<br><br>As aggressive as the animals were, there was one man even they did not dare to come near, and it wasn't because of the large campfire he had made for himself. An exceptional large man was sitting on a tree that had fallen down during one of the vicious storms that had happened many moons ago. With broad shoulders to boot, this man looked like a troll from a distance. It was only when you got near one could see the more refined features. <br><br>A greenish skin, muscular body, jutting jaws and prominent teeth easily gave away of his mixed heritage. Half-orcs were extremely uncommon, due to the violent relationship between humans and orcs. Often rejected by both races, it wasn't a strange thing to find one on his own in the forest. But this wasn't just any half-orc, this one had made a name for himself. The humans knew him simply as <em>'The Guardian'</em>, a powerful companion protecting his ally, a female human thief. The orcs called him Katal'mach, a name they do not give lightly to those they fear.<br><br>Wearing clothes that could barely pass as rags and two large weapons, a sword and a battle-axe, on the ground next to him, it was a complete mystery what he was doing here. Supposedly this man was extremely loyal to the thief he protected, never leaving her side. But just like the thief, aside from a nickname, there was little else known about him.<br><br>They did not know it wasn't loyalty that made him stay at this thief's side, but love. They did not know this wasn't just some mindless brute, but a surprisingly intelligent man. A man with feelings just like any other. They didn't even know about his real name, 'Rendrak'. <br><br>A loud sigh escape his lips as he got off the tree and let his body rest in the soft grass. Two weeks passed since the day Ilena, the female thief whom he protected and loved, pushed him too far. There had been a slight sense of hope hiding inside him that she would follow him after she realised he was gone, but being in love didn't mean he was an idiot. Even if she used him as a tool, he couldn't feel spiteful, she was the first human to see potential in him. Even if it was potential to serve her own selfish goals.<br><br>Besides, there was no use in being spiteful, it were a good few years. At least humans knew of him now, even if it wasn't exactly a positive name he had named for himself, there must be some lords very eager to get him to join their ranks in their personal guard. Rendrak knew it would take a while for him to forget about Ilena, but at least he had a much brighter future ahead of him than he had before he met her.<br><br>Rendrak slowly closed his eyes, unaware that he wasn't as alone as he thought.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Monstrous Persuasion. (RandomBloke x Sweetblond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sweetblond</strong> on <strong>16-09-2009, 17:32:08</strong>
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				Genivieve walked quitley through the woods, the mist surrounding her and enveloping her like a second skin, On lookers wouldnt have been able to see her movement, they might have thought they had seen a movement in the fog from the corner of there eye but when they looked straight ahead they would see nothing. It was her talent, being quite and moving with the night. She had done it for years, her family was a famed group of theives, her twin sister and her being the most infamous. Dressed in form fitting clothes dark in color she moved slowly, not wanting to startle any of the animals around her. <br><br>Being small, in size and height was a advantage when you were a theif, being beautiful more beautiful perhaps that nature should allow, could also be used to her advantage when on a hunt. Her hair was tied up under a hood as she strode but if she were to let it down it would fall around her in thick dark wavy cascades around her face, not stoping until nearly the middle of her back. The darkness worked well with her tanned skin, Her bright green eyes gave her a ghostly other wordly look if you ever got the pleasure of looking straight into them, she often hid them with her long eyelashes when talking to strangers. <br><br>He was here, she could sense his presence. The man she had been looking for since he had left her sister weeks ago was nearly with in her grasps. How her sister would seeth when she heard of hewr favorite possestion working with her sister.They had been in competition for years, since the day they were born Genivieve would assume. There family had raised them that way, always trying to out do the other. The bond that was usually there between twins of any kind was warped and used against the sisters. They could tell when one was near. Could read one another like books. Instead of these things making them close it brought them pleasure to use them to gain a one up on each other. Such as Genivieve was doing now. <br><br>When she had heard that Rendrak had walked away from her sister the plan had almost instatly formed. She would find this man, make him her own. Her sister would go mad! The one thing that her sister had always had that she hadnt was the gaurdian, no matter how hard she had tried she could not tear him away from her. So she had come up with a new plan. Her and her sister were identical twins, he would never know that she was not Ilena. There were no differences between them that he could distiguish from sight or sound. There personalities veried this was true but she new how to act as her sister just as well as her sister could act like her if she so choose.<br><br>She took a deep breath, feeling the butter flys in her stomach as she always did when a new plan was in motion.&nbsp; She began walking forward again, as quiet as the night, Stepping through the line of trees into the glow of the fire she looked up at the beast in front of her, staring him dead in the eyes she smiled.<br><br>&nbsp;“Hello Rendrak my friend, It has been quite some time” She then raised her hands and slowly aloud her hood to fall to her back, revealing her face.<br>clothes dark in color she moved slowly, not wanting to startle any of the animals around her. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Monstrous Persuasion. (RandomBloke x Sweetblond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>19-09-2009, 13:36:38</strong>
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				He could sense that someone was near, a warrior could always sense the presence of another being, especially if said being was looking directly at him. But where, who or what it was, was a complete mystery. The art was being ready for an attack, without actually giving away you were preparing for it. After all, letting the enemy think they had an edge was exactly what you wanted. Giving your enemies ideas was the most powerful tool in combat after all, no matter how subtle it might be.<br><br>Still, no sound, no movement. Rendrak had his suspicions, there had only been one person able to sneak up on him, but Ilena here? It seemed extremely unlikely, unless she wanted something from him. The part of him that loved her wanted her here right now, the other part of him knew it was for the best that she stayed as far away from his as possible. She would only end up using him for her own selfish reasons anyway, reasons in which he would gain nothing more than dreaming on and on about this impossible love.<br><br>Slightly distracted by his own speculations of this potential attacker, his reflexes remained as swift as ever. As soon as a woman's voice filled the forest, he grabbed the enormous sword and with one swift and fluent motion the very tip of it was dangerously close to the woman's neck. It all happened in the blink of an eye and even after such a fast reaction, both the sword and his hand remained perfectly still. Giving the illusion he had been frozen into place.<br><br>"Ilena?" his voice almost sounded hopeful for a second, slowly lowering the sword as his eyes filled with disbelief peered into hers. "I thought you were smart enough not to sneak up on me, you know I could have sliced your head clean off." the sound of his voice started to shift, slightly sounding distant and cold. Nothing like how he normally talked to her.<br><br>There was something strange about this all, and Rendrak wasn't about to let his love for her let this get to his head. Even though he had missed her so much, this was very suspicious. Either she missed protection and would try to persuade him back to her side, or she got into trouble and needed him to deal with it for her. Either way, she wasn't here for him as a person, but for him as a warrior. It had always been like that, the question just remained, would he really be able to turn her down? The very reason he walked away from her without telling her was because he couldn't say no to her.<br><br>"So tell me then, what are you doing here? I'm highly doubting it is because of nostalgic reasons. In case you didn't know, I didn't part ways with you to take a short vacation to have you call me back whenever you feel like it. I'm done with taking care of your problems." while his voice still cold and distant, given the simple size of the man it just didn't have the usual intimidating power. Rendrak just couldn't do it, no matter how hard he tried he just couldn't be harsh to her and actually sound like he meant it.<br><br>He hated her for using him at a mere tool, as an object. Quite frankly he even forgot why or when he started loving her, but she had always been in his mind, in his heart. Sometimes he wished he had the mental capacity to just face the facts. But he was the type of warrior who fought with his heart, not rage. And Ilena had always known just how to use this to his advantage. This discussion was already over, one way or another he would end up leaving this place with her. No matter what he would say or how he would pretend his love for her was a thing of the past.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Monstrous Persuasion. (RandomBloke x Sweetblond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sweetblond</strong> on <strong>27-09-2009, 02:27:02</strong>
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				Genivieve almost corrected him as he called her ilena, stoping right before the words rolled off the tip of her tounge. She had not known how fast he would move when she entered the clearing, having a sword held to her throat had not been part of the plan and had nearly caused her to change her mind. In the end she was nothing short of determined as he lowered his sword and listened to his bitter words. <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"So tell me then, what are you doing here? I'm highly doubting it is because of nostalgic reasons. In case you didn't know, I didn't part ways with you to take a short vacation to have you call me back whenever you feel like it. I'm done with taking care of your problems."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Genivieve was watching his face, the expressions as his eyes turned to stone. This was not something she had expected, he looked....hurt. Slightly confused she thought quickly on what her sister would say in this situation. She was not a kind hearted women her sister, she wouldnt turn to saying something mushy. She also wouldnt have resorted to seducng the man. She had to make a decision quickly. " Funny as it sounds, i can solve my own problems" she announced sarcastically, " now stop being such a brute and invite me to sit down" with out waiting for a reply she began to walk closer to the fire. Undoing her cloak as she went she layed it on the ground and sat upon it crossing her legs in front of her. <br><br>" i dont like being abandoned Rendrak you should know better, of course i came to find you. If for no other reason then to scould you for skulking away like a coward." This was something that never would have come out of her mouth, but it was something that was sure to be said by her sister. She ws Ilena now she had to remember that. She was watching the fire not him, assuming he would join her. She had to find a way to make this man come with her, she would not leave this horrid place with out him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Monstrous Persuasion. (RandomBloke x Sweetblond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>01-10-2009, 14:37:24</strong>
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				Loud broken laughter filled the forest, not the kind of joy, but the kind used to mask pain. A reaction he had learned from the humans, although inappropriate, laughing was indeed a great way to work around your frustrations and hiding your true feelings.<br><br>Slowly lowering his sword and bringing it back to his other weapon, Rendrak slowly walked towards her to sit next to her. "A coward eh? It doesn't surprise me that you still try to play on my sense of honour. If you don't have honour, you shouldn't try to use it as a subject against those who do." while it may seem like this conversation would quickly escalate to an arguement, it had always been like this between them.<br><br>One of the things he liked about Ilena was confidence after all, overconfident? Probably. "Besides, if you actually could deal with your own problems you wouldn't be here. Don't like being abandoned my ass." he said bluntly, "I know you better than that, you can't fool me anymore." with a loud sigh he stared up to the sky. It was a pointless thing, he was caught in her web and all he could do was talk tough. Although even that didn't work on her, all he could do was throw subtle hints at her. Even if she didn't care for them.<br><br>"I guess you won't leave me alone no matter what I say. Though if I'm to play your bodyguard once more, I expect a lot more than mere food and shelter this time. It may have worked when I was younger but I know what my protection is worth now." there was a small smirk on his face now. Rendrak knew Ilena loved her money and gold, but she probably needed his protection more. It was an obvious thing he would give his own life for her, but maybe getting a little recognition in the form of gold coins would compensate for the inevitable pain.<br><br>Perhaps even getting drunk every night, if there was one thing males from both the orcish race and the human race seemed to share, it was alcohol and drinking many of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Monstrous Persuasion. (RandomBloke x Sweetblond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sweetblond</strong> on <strong>07-10-2009, 18:40:02</strong>
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				Genivieve could hear the masked pain in Rendraks voice, had to stop her self from letting her empathy show. She had always been kinder hearted then her sister, had been able to read peoples emotions well. It was one of her gifts her mother used to tell her. But she had also learned to be hard and emotionless, you couldnt get through in this age if you werent, exspecially in her profession. She smiled a confident smile at the man who came closer to sit next to her. His laugh still echoed into the silent forest. He was nervous, something she would use to her advantage.<br><br>" Oh Rendrak, you were always the sensitive one in our little duo werent you" she said in a crude voice. " of course your services are worth more to me then food and shelter, but who said anything about me needed a body gaurd? i did perfectly well before i met you did i not?" She stared back at the fire, not wanting to see the hurt she some how knew would show in his eyes at her comments. She was Ilena no not Genivieve she had to remember that. <br><br>She began to wonder about the relationship between this man and her sister, had they ever been intimate? this was information she did not have and could be crucial to her little act, she wanted this man on her team. If not to only enrage her sister but to take her career to a whole new level, think of the jobs she could do with this large man on her side, her eyes nearly lit up with the thought of the extra money she could aquire. This was a win win situation for her. She couldnt forget her motives for being here or her plan would never work.<br><br>" Perhaps i came here to punish you for your trechery did you ever think of that? you know me better then most Rendrak, you should never underestimate me" she added some rage to her words, not much, just enough to possible make him wonder if this was truly her plan. She knew him and her sister had an ... interesting... partnership to say the least. Uncrossing her leggs she kicked of her shoes and turned to face him, curling her legs beneath her and sitting her bottom against her feet, this was something that Ilena did not do but she hoped he put it to them being apart for a while. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Monstrous Persuasion. (RandomBloke x Sweetblond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>11-10-2009, 06:40:06</strong>
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				After a loud sigh escaped his lips, a genuine smile appeared. A strange sight, since in his eyes was nothing but pain, it was such a bizarre facial expression even the best actor in the world couldn't dream of recreating. It was this moment was meant to be painted, a man half human, half orc torn between two completely different feelings. Nearly poetic. Rendrak knew that Ilena would only look at the smile, the smile representing her influence. The reason he would leave this place with her would be the exact same reason why he left in the first place, it was too ironic for him not to smile.<br><br>"You shouldn't worry about me underestimating you, but about you overestimating yourself." he replied to her with that smile still on his face, she always seemed to forgot that he knew her better than anyone, it was almost too predictable. "You and I both know that you only create the problems and I'm suppose to fix them.." he took a little break and smirked, "Punish me, that was a good one." he added.<br><br>Even though he loved this woman to bits, that didn't mean he never teased her, these were actually those rare moments he could actually enjoy her company without feeling like an idiot. She was always very overconfident, and by teasing her it made him feel like he too had a little control over her. No matter how insignificant it was. <br><br>The smile that had been on his face for a while had finally vanished, "Stop beating around the bush and tell me why you're really here, let me take a wild guess. Money problems? Offended the wrong person?" Rendrak knew all too well she wasn't here to 'punish' him, that would imply she cared that he had left. Whenever Ilena was in serious trouble, she would start making up ridiculous claims like that and for some reason, even though it never worked, the woman would never stop trying.<br><br>Probably because she didn't really listen to him, but by the way she was sitting he could tell it was somewhat serious. It looked a bit too out of place for her, a bit too feminine really. Which meant she was probably nervous because she was in serious trouble, in other words despite what she was saying she really needed his help. Of course, that was a more romantic view of things Rendrak had on such a simple detail. The idea that she needed him did feel good, but if he knew she was only sitting like that because she felt like it. As far as actual actions went, she was pretty damn unpredictable anyway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Monstrous Persuasion. (RandomBloke x Sweetblond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sweetblond</strong> on <strong>20-10-2009, 04:52:52</strong>
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				Genivieve scouled at Rendrak as he teased her, Ilena hated being mocked, that much she was sure of. he kept asking her what her problem was, Genivieve had no problems. It was her sister who got her self into bad situations not her. She had always been more of a planner. Knew exactly what she was getting into and always had a back door to get out. Where her sister jsut jumped into things head first. Would she have to make up a problem to keep up apperances? It was begining to look like she would have to do just that.<br><br>This made her unhappy. Already seeing the pain the man was suffering she didnt want to make the lie any more elaborate then she all ready had. For god sakes she was pretending to be someone else! what problem could possibly be big enough to bring Ilena chasing after her precious tool. Genivieve had to think. She bit her lip thoughtfully. To the out side world it may have seemned like she was nervous. Which wasnt the case but would work to her advantage anyways.<br><br>" Well if you insist" the words came out slowly. Practically rolling her eyes as if admitting to a problem was irritating she looked back into the roaring fire. Thinking quickly on her feet Genivieve cultivated a lie fit for the kings. " I was doing a job, everything was going normal until one of my lackys got caught in the cross fire, and for some reason i hear through the grape vine that he was carrying a drawing of me in his pouch." It was a completley fabricated lie, not a single word of it true. Genivieve wasnt even sure where the lie had come from but she knew if it were true it would be disasterous.<br><br>If the detectives were to have her picture it would mean the end of being able to walk freely around the cities. Would make her job nearly impossible because not even the amature theives would work with her. It was deffinatly something that would bring Ilena draging her tail behinde her to Rendrak.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Monstrous Persuasion. (RandomBloke x Sweetblond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Le RandomBloke</strong> on <strong>30-10-2009, 12:00:40</strong>
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				It took long enough, as usual, for her to finally admit to the problem and explain it to him. It hadn't been the first time that she pulled him to some 'friends' of her without telling him anything. Not that it was a problem to handle it, that was the easy part, though it wasn't exactly considerate. So at times when he finally could squeeze out a confession out of Ilena, Rendrak couldn't help but feel like he had won a small battle.<br><br>Besides, this time it was a real problem for once, it made sense why she had returned to him. It also meant she only came after him because she really needed to, like expected there was no trace of any feelings for him whatsoever to be found in her. A realisation which made a disappointed smile appear on his face, it was hard not to feel like a fool, when no matter how hurt he knew he was going to get, this was something he had to do. He couldn't just let her take the fall for a mistake of one of her idiotic henchmen. <br><br>"So, what were you thinking of?" a simple question, if only to bring out that reassured smirk on her face. After all, Ilena always had a plan, it was often that he just played dumb. Besides, even if he had a plan it wasn't like she'd listen to it. <br><br>"I mean, since travelling to somewhere far away is out of the question.." just to to be sure, he had to try and lay it out there. So she could at least think about it, it wasn't her style and she was probably go mad for him even considering that. It was the smartest thing to do, besides there were no risks involved when you just moved on to somewhere else. Despite of it being for her sake, she was far too stubborn to just walk away. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Monstrous Persuasion. (RandomBloke x Sweetblond)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>sweetblond</strong> on <strong>25-11-2009, 23:02:16</strong>
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				There it was again, the hurt in his eyes. The way his face stayed that same, trying to hide it but his eyes, they led straight into his soul. For some reason that Genevieve couldn’t fathom, her presence seemed to upset him. When she had come up with this plan she thought he would be so happy to see Ilena. Thought that he would be glad to have a job. She had been wrong. The man might as well screw his face up in agony and cry out to the moon his eyes looked so hurt at times. Now, they told her he was disappointed.<br>&nbsp;<br>Genevieve fought the urge to ask him about it. Her sister never would have noticed something like that, even in her closest friend, if you could call him that. <em> what could I possibly be doing to hurt him? He has no idea I am not Ilena </em>. She bit her lower lip. In worry or concentration Rendrak would never know the difference. “Of course I will not leave! I do not run.” Genevieve said, bringing her well bitten nails to her mouth to chew on them. “Every one will be looking for me if that drawing gets out, why did he have one of me anyways, completely incompetent Neanderthals. My plan was to find you, and get that picture before it gets to every one. You know how long it takes for those inspectors to get the body in the ground, im sure that they haven’t even found it yet, all we have to do is take the body” She looked up at him with confident eyes.<br>&nbsp;<br>The plan was basic, but it would work. If there were really a body and a drawing. Which there weren’t. Genevieve had to keep the worry from her face it would tip him off that something was not right. Maybe he believed Ilena was silly enough to let her goons carry her face in there pocket but Genevieve surely was not. Infact she rarely worked with anyone but her self. She had learned at a young age it was too easy to get caught when you were in a group, and that it was too easy to be hurt by the people you put your trust in.<br>&nbsp;<br>Beginning to doubt the brilliance of her plan Genevieve uncurled her legs and lay back onto the moist ground, only her butt protected by her coat. For a moment she stopped caring about pretending to be her sister and took in the sounds of her surroundings. More so took in the sweet silence. She breathed deep, gathering her self. “Now lets stop worrying about that for the night, after all there is nothing we can do about it at this second unless you plan on getting all hot headed and hauling me off to hide somewhere like you love to do so much” Maybe she had stopped worrying about appearances for a moment, but she had to throw something out there, and deterring him from her monumentous lie seemed like the best idea.
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