Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve
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				Title: <strong>Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>04-10-2014, 01:31:40</strong>
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				When the last bell rang at her high school, Alex was quick to leave. It was unusual for her, she often took her time, talked to friends, and normally she would be seen at a near-by restaurant. Today she had plans though... crazy plans. The walk, or rather, the run home was quick. The girl ran past others as she listened to music, and before long, she was home, running inside and shutting the door. She dropped her backpack on the living room couch, and ran upstairs and back down with her laptop. Once she got it turned on, she opened up saved screen captures of a strange web blog, and began reading through them.<br><br>After turning on some music, she got up, and grabbed a pack of black markers, and tossed them onto the kitchen table. She took a large roll of paper and began to unroll it across the living room floor. She cut it, and did it again until a large space in the middle of the room was covered in the paper. Next, she began to draw on it. She started with a large circle, being extra careful to make it a perfect, or at least, a nearly perfect circle, and then she started walking around it, going back to her laptop to reference her saved files. The second circle turned the whole thing into a ring, and then she began to draw symbols within the ring until a complex of simple and complicated shapes filled the whole thing.<br><br>One section of the ring was blank. This was where she might otherwise put down a name, if she had a name, but she did not. She took a feather out of her pocket. It was pure white, and long, stretching from her wrist to the tip of her middle finger. From her book bag, she pulled out a bottle, and went over to the kitchen sink. She poured the water out over the feather dousing it until it was completely soaked, and then drank the rest.<br><br>Now prepared, she went back to her circle, and held out the feather over its center. After taking a breath, she spoke.<br><br>"I, Alex, take you, angel, to be my servant from this day forward. I bind your soul to mine unconditionally, to support me for better or for worse, to honor and respect me, to love and to cherish me until I, your master, release you, or death do us part."<br><br>With that, she dropped the feather from her hand to the center of the circle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>04-10-2014, 05:05:06</strong>
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				It was eleven by the time the last customer left the cafe. Maeve smiled and waved goodbye, looking out at the pale light of the full moon as she wiped the tables clean. In truth, however, the smile hid feelings of despair and desperation. Ever since her father left when she was at the tender age of eleven, she and her mother had been working nonstop just to keep The Cloverblossom Cafe from complete collapse. And somehow, over the past years, they managed to do just that, barely. But now... now things had gone south and severely slow.<br><br>Mother had taken ill, and medical care wasn't cheap. They had dipped into whatever little savings they had just to do enough to keep her alive. As she walked up to her apartment above the restaurant, she could already picture the bills in her mind, emblazoned with angry red words like Past Due and Final Notice. Collection agents had started calling constantly, and perhaps most frightening, the bank was beginning to talk about foreclosure. Maeve wouldn't - no she <em>couldn't</em> allow that to happen. The Cloverblossom was all that she and her mother had. But she had explored every option, followed every avenue. Done everything could within reason.<br><br>And that only left the things outside of reason. She figured she must be truly desperate to try this, but she was now going to turn to the same website that she had copied for a rare laugh weeks ago. Summoning an angel? It was ridiculous on every level. It was the kind of thing that people did for a lark at slumber parties or after smoking the last of their marijuana. And here she was, preparing all the same. She was just that desperate.<br><br>The room was already covered wall to wall with butcher paper. She traced two concentric circles with meticulous care, showing that all her self-criticism was more an act than any actual disbelief. With the space between the two circles, she began inscribing symbols as the site had previously indicated, the work proceeding at a snail's pace.&nbsp; By one, however, it was done, and the actual ceremony could begin. She didn't actually know how she had gotten the pigeon to stop long enough to pluck out a feather, but she persevered. She also didn't know how she scared up the courage to sneak a beer mug into a cathedral to fill it with holy water, but she managed. She now dipped the feather into the mug until it was dripping.<br><br>Then would come the last of it. She put the beer mug down and reached into the circle, holding the feather.<br><br>"I, Maeve Harrison, call thee, angel, to stand at my side from here on. Our fates and souls shall now be entwined, with hope and care, and with desire and love, with you to serve as my guide and partner. And so it shall be until I release you or until the force of death itself tear us asunder." <br><br>With a sigh, she dropped the feather and watched it trace a lazy path towards the center of the circle.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>05-10-2014, 00:08:22</strong>
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				In the abode of the one known as Maeve Harrison, the circle in question glowed faintly, the odd undercurrents of the energy at work in the summoning already becoming visible. A smell akin to a sweet incense came to be recognisable as a sourceless breeze seemed to enter the room. The air flickered, an ethereal light shining brightly in a vaguely humanoid, winged shape, before dimming rapidly. The angel's form was made manifest in the center of the circle, garbed in white clothes that matched his long, silky white hair as much they did his spread wings. At his left side was an immaculate scabbard covered in angelic glyphs of Enochian, a pale bladed longsword bedecked in symbols of a similar nature, sheathed within. <br><br>Salathiel's gaze flicked open, his eyes alternating in colour for a moment between blue and gold, before settling on the latter. That gaze widened for a moment, moving towards the one who had summoned him to the world of mortals. One of the surprising things was the power of this particular ritual, even though Salathiel himself was evidently not a higher tier angel, and accordingly both less called upon, and less well known in comparison the archangels, the seraphim and cherubim, and so on. Nonetheless, he prided himself on his intelligence and knowledge, if not brute strength, which was something he held in a certain degree of contempt. <br><br>Mind working keenly, he smiled faintly, barely a trace of the thoughts that lay within his head revealing themselves, including his uncertainty and the suspicion with which he regarded this particular incantation. <em>For one thing, it certainly does not resemble the more mainstream incantations, though they vary naturally from place to place, in whatever language the speaker might desire. They are, after all, essentially symbolising and channelling forces and energies that mortals can rarely comprehend, at best merely sensing such things. This, though, seems to have another element to it...</em><br><br>The angel spoke to the woman called Maeve Harrison, his voice as silvery and harmonious as one would expect. "What shouldst thou desire, mortal, that thou would go to the length of calling upon, and beseeching the wise angel Salathiel, in such a manner?"<br><br>Rarely speaking with mortals, Salathiel had deigned to speak in what would likely be considered a rather formal manner. Though of course, he could rapidly adapt and change his wording when necessary, he saw little need to speak in a subservient manner to the mortal woman who had summoned him. Even if they were both indeed creations of the Lord, angels were the highest of those below God, and should be recognised as such. <br><br>The summoning was obviously temporarily, and he would be soon to return to Heaven. Even if the magic that brought him here was a little odd, he doubted it would fully bind him to this girl's will. Such were among Salathiel's thoughts, for the time being. Little did he know, the true extent of his ignorance...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>05-10-2014, 04:01:57</strong>
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				To say Maeve was stunned would be putting it lightly. Shocked, amazed, knocked out of her socks - that would be at least a little closer. If she could put it into words, she'd have compared her situation to that of the dog who, after a lifetime of chasing cars, actually got one and now had to figure out what to do with it.<br><br>"Ee... I... Ee... I..." She shifted around, suddenly realizing she was still in her waitress's uniform - hardly the stuff of great wizards. And yet, there he was. An angel. An honest true to god angel standing in front of her asking her what she wanted.<br><br>"Ee...I...Ee...I..." Obviously this was not working too well. Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, she reopened them to find Salathiel still there. So with little better to do under the circumstances, she figured she might as well play along, at least until she woke up tomorrow and realized it was all a dream or whatever.<br><br>"Um... Hi... I'm..." What was her name again? Somehow in the heat of the moment, she had forgotten. Oh right... "I'm Maeve... um... Maeve Harrison. I...um... called you here... Hi there... Heh heh..."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>06-10-2014, 00:19:08</strong>
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				Salathiel's smile widened, as he quickly came to the realisation that this Maeve didn't really know what she was doing, and indeed, probably didn't expect the spell to work. Part of him was mildly outraged that he had been unwittingly summoned by an amateur as a mere test, on what was probably nothing more than a whim. Still, what others didn't know could likewise be used to one's advantage. That made things easier should unexpected elements arise. His gaze maintained on the mortal clad in the clothing of a waitress, the angel keenly avoided the matter of his inexperience in dealing with women, be they mortal or otherwise. <br><br>"Indeed you did, Maeve Harrison. Surely you would not call one of the Lord's host for a trivial affair, hmm? Or am I wrong on that account?" <br><br>Salathiel's wings closed shut as he took several steps forward, moving past the feather that had fallen at his feet moments before. "For the time being, it seems I am to enact your will," he murmured, pausing briefly before adding, "Though I have the feeling that I've been called upon by a neophyte occultist of a mortal for an inconsequential errand..."<br><br>Sighing faintly, he thought, <em>Truly, it is a tragedy that the peerless Salathiel would find himself in such a situation. I best hope that she doesn't try and get me to do her washing, or go out shopping for her.</em> That would be a monumental waste of the angel's time, even if he lacked the distinction of the fabled positions that angels such as Gabriel, Michael, Baruchiel, Seraphiel, Metraton, Uriel, Camael, and countless other possessed, he was still important in his own way. Even if hardly anyone knew about him, and most of those who did, confused him with an angel with a similar name, who was an archangel named Selaphiel according to the Orthodox church. Said archangel had also seemed to have had Salathiel's own name confused as a variation. <br><br>Refocusing his thoughts, Salathiel returned to assessing Maeve. Something felt slightly odd about the whole situation, and he couldn't quite place it. It could have been a mixture of some minor uncertainty clashing with his usual confidence- or what some would call arrogance, or it could have been something more complex than that. At the moment, the instrument of God could do little more than deal with things as they came along...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>06-10-2014, 00:53:01</strong>
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				As Maeve realized that she had summoned one of God's more arrogant creatures, shock slowly transformed into something else . Her eyes narrowed as she stepped forward, picking up the feather and standing face to face with the very irritating creature in front of her. Her hair was disheveled, she smelled of candle wax and magic marker, and her eyes flashed with the memory of every indignity and hardship she had undergone, every sacrifice she had to make, every hope that was slowly withering in front of her over the past two months. With her voice lowered, she growled, "I will have you know, oh High and Mighty Angel Salathiel, that I called you here because my mother is <em>dying</em> and all our collective dreams are dying with her. I called you here to try and save her or failing that, at least make it so the bank doesn't come and seize the only thing that we worked so hard together to preserve from us. Is that a cause worthy of your mighty powers?" A little voice inside her was screaming that it wasn't a good idea to be sarcastic with otherworldly creatures, but in her anger, she actively chose to ignore it. "So since you are at my will," she continued, pointedly leaving out the words <em>for the time being</em>, "let me ask you what you can do about that. If it won't be an inconvenience or anything."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>06-10-2014, 23:20:11</strong>
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				Salathiel blinked, somewhat caught off guard by this sudden verbal tirade. Already a little socially off kilter, he took several steps back in the wake of the single-minded counter-attack that Maeve brought to bear against Salathiel's earlier remarks, the smile vanishing, and an evidently uncomfortable look gracing his face for a moment. Under the mortal's surprisingly fierce glare, his own golden gaze moved away. For now, he decided it would be best to restructure the manner in which he interacted with this summoner.<br><br>Collecting himself as best he could, Salathiel replied, his voice a tad unsteady, "V-very well..." the angel paused momentarily, before continuing, "I shall do as you desire. If you thus wish to save your... mother, then I can accompany you to her. Though I am not one of the most powerful angels, I do possess knowledge of certain magics that would heal her accordingly..."<br><br>Analysing his own words as Salathiel fully recovered his wits, he realised just how much he'd been seemingly cowed by that intimidation tactic. <em>O-of course, I'm not going to become that barbaric mortal woman's lapdog. She'll have to try a lot harder than that! Me, one of His illustrious holy angels, falling to that level? Pah, what foolishness...</em><br>Not that he'd say any of this aloud, mind you. That in itself was telling enough in regards to the effects of Maeve's outburst. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>07-10-2014, 04:10:00</strong>
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				Maeve softened a little as she saw the angel backing away. And then he said those magic words: <em>that would heal her accordingly.</em> Suddenly her heart jumped and she squealed with excitement. He could do it. He would do it. It would actually happen. For the first time in months, there was light at the end of the tunnel instead of pitch black.<br><br>Tears forming in her eyes, she tried to say something, but only a faint, "<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Oh Salathiel, thank you..."</span> came out. And then she did something truly impulsive. In the midst of her joy, she bounded forward, wrapped her arms around the angel, leaned in, and <em>kissed him</em>. Right on the lips.<br><br>Events up to this point had already been extraordinary. Summoning an angel - not in Maeve's usual repetoire. Kissing someone - also extremely rare. Kissing someone she had just met - up there with summoning angels on the unlikely events scale. Kissing angels she had just met - do you need to ask?<br><br>And still, none of that could remotely compare with what happened next. First came the warm glowing from the feather she had tucked in the pocket of her work apron. That was followed by a series of sparks and sizzles from various electrical appliances and outlets in the room, with at least two light bulbs burning out in spectacular fashion. Followed in turn by the shocking event of the room first fading and then completely disappearing, leaving the duo hanging in oblivion. And then, she had the sudden sensation of skin to skin contact, as their clothes went exactly the same way. And now the two of them were glowing, their bodies emitting wispy ribbons of light which slowly encircled the pair, twisting and revolving faster and faster around them, forming tighter and tighter rings until they were pressed together and his wisps passed into her body and her wisps into his, resulting in a blinding flash.<br><br>And then they were back, the room and their clothes returned, and Maeve having falling right on her rear in the middle of the room. Looking up at Salathiel, she weakly asked, "What just happened?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>07-10-2014, 22:14:20</strong>
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				Salathiel blushed, the hue of his pale countenance changing, with the sudden difference in her response surprising him. The main part was the kiss, which was hardly a common occurrence for him, either, and served to further addle his wits. Being an angel, he was somewhat lacking in experience in such areas, and Salathiel was at a bit of a loss for words when it came to the manner in which Maeve acted out her seemingly incomprehensible thought patterns. Even with short range mind-reading amongst his abilities, he still found it difficult to understand.&nbsp; <br><br>With the dramatic sequence of supernatural activity that followed, the angel recognised it for what it was. His gaze narrowed, as his mind was processing both that, and Maeve's unexpectedly intimate act, with the former being easier to understand, in his eyes. <em>This summoning spell, seems to be more and more suspicious by the moment. Its power is unusual, especially for something utilised by a relatively average, if impulsive seeming, human. It seems, in some ways, oddly familiar.</em><br><br>"Ah... that," Salathiel replied, his gaze moving to Maeve, his face still being somewhat flushed, "That was the final element of a binding ritual. Evidently, in this case, the one that began with my being invoked and summoned."<br><br>He found himself offering the fallen Maeve a hand, perhaps due to some degree of politeness, or perhaps due to some new-found degree of respect for the mortal woman who had stood up for herself in such a fierce way earlier, against an angel such as him. Maybe a combination of both. <em>Not that it matters too much. All I need do is enact her will, and then my assignment is accomplished, and I can return once more to Heaven. Though that spell seems to possess a worrying amount of permanency.</em> There was also the matter of her interactions. If she were to continue in such a manner, Salathiel would have trouble relying on his vaunted intelligence, with such overpowering distractions. <br><br>His embarrassment once more became clear as his thoughts returned to Maeve's kiss, as well as the final part of the binding ritual, though he had little choice where his thoughts roamed, since Salathiel knew that trying not to think about it would be futile. What mattered for the time being, was what Maeve planned for him to do, exactly, and how to go about doing it. Already, he was assessing the magic he knew, and their viability depending on the nature of whatever caused his summoner's mother to be in such dire straits. <em>Not that I care about the fleeting lives of mortals, or anything. I'm merely analysing how I might go about things. That's all...</em> 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>08-10-2014, 03:28:14</strong>
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				"Thank you," the waitress offered as she took Salathiel's hand to pull her up. Maeve seemed more stable now, but in reality, she was a bundle of nerves. The whole process had shaken her again - it had been very intense - and somehow, something was different. It was something she didn't quite understand, but it was there, an odd sensation, almost a premonition. There was also a stirring of certain... feelings that also threw her off kilter a bit. And so she started thinking, trying to make sense of the situation. She was coming to terms with the idea that she had just kissed an angel, and somehow, she thought that there might be consequences to that.<br><br>Turning to the angel, she asked politely, "Maybe you can watch over my mother tonight? At least for an hour or so? The hospital's closed to visitors of course, but I guess you've got to be able to find a way in with your powers and all, Salathiel."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>08-10-2014, 09:28:10</strong>
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				Salathiel smiled faintly, part of him pleased that his abilities were being respected and relied upon. He idly noticed that Maeve's thoughts once more didn't quite match her outer façade, with the mortal being more troubled than she would seem at a glance. This situation, in general, the angel decided, was something he had yet to adapt to, and get used to. <em>Not that this is permanent, of course</em>, he reminded himself. Though, of course, unbeknownst to him, was the possibility that it was more permanent than he thought. <br><br>"Certainly. You may see the task as good as already done," he said, before adding, inquiringly, "If that is all, then shall I take my leave?" <br><br>Once more, Salathiel was taken somewhat aback by his own words, finding it odd that he was being both so polite to one such as Maeve, as well as the manner in which he seemed to find himself waiting upon her every decision. Silently attempting to dismiss that line of reasoning, he turned his thoughts to other areas, including the summoning spell, and the various actions he would carry out, along with their potential results and repercussions. <em>For one such as me, Maeve's desires are easily accomplished. It shall not be long before they are enacted out...</em>
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				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>09-10-2014, 01:12:30</strong>
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				Once again, Maeve did her best to hide her inner turmoil. "Yes, Salathiel, you... um... have my leave. I... well, I'll be here until I can get to the hospital I guess." All of this was actually just a touch awkward. But she was already working on a way to try and fix that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>09-10-2014, 03:51:13</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10561905#msg10561905">Quote from: Panthean on 04-10-2014, 01:31:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I, Alex, take you, angel, to be my servant from this day forward. I bind your soul to mine unconditionally, to support me for better or for worse, to honor and respect me, to love and to cherish me until I, your master, release you, or death do us part."<br><br>With that, she dropped the feather from her hand to the center of the circle.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>At first, nothing happened. Then the room grew dark. Very dark. Unnaturally dark. Pitch black. In the middle of the room, Alex could make out a small humming noise, growing louder and louder and louder, crescendoing until she could hear whole choirs singing God's praises. And then suddenly, there was a flash of light and a sound that, were one to describe it, would best be called a Fwip! In the center of the circle, a sudden mass of white feathers appeared and twisted about.<br><br>As the feathers finally succumbed to the irresistible pull of gravity, a figure was slowly revealed. Although first concealed by the darkness, slowly she came into view as the light returned to the room. In fact, it was almost as if she were in a gradually intensifying spotlight. It was a girl. With fair skin, long blonde hair and deep blue eyes. And a quite curvy figure - which was very much on display as her bright colorful vestments barely covered her frilly underthings, let alone the rest of her body. Most conspicuous, however, were the two white feathery wings expanding from her back. With a powerful bound, she yelped out, "MISTRESS ALEX!" and surged forward, grabbing the girl in her arms and holding her master tightly into her voluptuous body. "My name is Clothilde and I'm so happy to meet you!" Pulling back out and sporting a large and expectant smile, and wings practically fluttering with excitement, she asked, "So how may I be of service?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>09-10-2014, 05:32:21</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10577996#msg10577996">Quote from: Idlewyld on 09-10-2014, 03:51:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">At first, nothing happened. Then the room grew dark. Very dark. Unnaturally dark. Pitch black. In the middle of the room, Alex could make out a small humming noise, growing louder and louder and louder, crescendoing until she could hear whole choirs singing God's praises. And then suddenly, there was a flash of light and a sound that, were one to describe it, would best be called a Fwip! In the center of the circle, a sudden mass of white feathers appeared and twisted about.<br><br>As the feathers finally succumbed to the irresistible pull of gravity, a figure was slowly revealed. Although first concealed by the darkness, slowly she came into view as the light returned to the room. In fact, it was almost as if she were in a gradually intensifying spotlight. It was a girl. With fair skin, long blonde hair and deep blue eyes. And a quite curvy figure - which was very much on display as her bright colorful vestments barely covered her frilly underthings, let alone the rest of her body. Most conspicuous, however, were the two white feathery wings expanding from her back. With a powerful bound, she yelped out, "MISTRESS ALEX!" and surged forward, grabbing the girl in her arms and holding her master tightly into her voluptuous body. "My name is Clothilde and I'm so happy to meet you!" Pulling back out and sporting a large and expectant smile, and wings practically fluttering with excitement, she asked, "So how may I be of service?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Alex squirmed at the sudden hug, caught incredibly off-guard by the angel's affectionate embrace. "Uhh," she says, stuttering a bit. "Huh?" She didn't know what to expect. But for her summon to greet her with open arms and scream her name... well that was about at the bottom of her list of expectations, much farther below than the thought that the spell would actually work, which was saying something. She just stood there, swaying around in the hug and letting the newly summoned angel keep her up. This angel... did she know her? Was there some kind of... angel collective watching humans... and some of them just waiting to meet them?<br><br>For a moment, she froze. <em>"So how may I be of service?"</em> The words rung in her ear. Shit! It actually worked. Now what? This poor angel had just been displaced from her home and Alex didn't even have any reason to bring her here besides sheer curiosity. What if she was doing something important? What if she couldn't go back now? As the reality of the situation sank in, Alex slipped away from the hug and sat down on the couch. She looked up at Clothilde with a blank... guilty expression. "I'm sorry," she said. "I... well, this is awkward." She put a hand behind her head, closing her eyes as she scratched through her hair. "You see. I didn't think this would work. So... I don't know. I have nothing for you to do."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>10-10-2014, 01:52:30</strong>
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				Salathiel nodded, turning to leave in a swift motion, as always possessing what one might call an angelic elegance. He passed through the doorway, soon making his way through the apartment, and the now closed restaurant beneath it. <br><br>Stepping out into open air, the angel spread his wings, and rose into the air, the faint swish of air being heard as he ascended. The moonlight coming down from the black skies above, made Salathiel's wings stand out all the more, pearlescent feathers glinting under the nocturnal radiance that his wings seemed to be bathing in. <br><br>Climbing further, the pale-garbed angel's gilded gaze assessed his surroundings in the night, ascertaining his position, before veering towards the direction of the hospital. High in the sky, Salathiel progressively closed in on the location of his current assignment, halting for a moment as he reached a spot directly above the building, before veering down and landing silently. He glanced towards the nearby entrance, a door that lead down into part of the hospital, and vice versa, making his way over to it shortly after. <br><br>Knowing it was locked, he unsheathed the alabaster-bladed sword at his side, covered in symbols, glyphs and arcane letters that few humans had seen, an odd, wave-like pattern akin to Damascus steel making it seem as if the sword had been forged in waves of fire. He raised the blade, and thrust it precisely into the keyhole, Salathiel's practised motion appearing as a blur. <br><br>It sliced cleanly into the metal door, cutting through the lock with surprisingly little resistance. Swiftly, the angel retracted the blade, sheathing it in a single motion, after which he grasped the door handle, and opened the now unlocked entrance. Salathiel entered shortly after, making his way towards the part of the hospital that Maeve's mother would be, and to the place where he would keep vigil, all the while avoiding the attention of others, in the process.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>10-10-2014, 03:40:53</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br>For a moment, Clothilde bore the expression of a puppy dog whose master was leaving for work (or school.) "Ohhh..." The frustration was clear. For a moment, it seemed that those big blue celestial eyes were going to break out in tears. At this rate, she'd be stuck as an Angel 4th Class in the Department of Fabrics and Fibers forever. Literally forever.<br><br>But somewhere in Heaven, there was a needlepoint on a wall which said, <em>When You Get Lemons, Make Lemonade</em>. And so Clothilde decided to do just that. The smile reappeared on her face and her tone regained its original cheer. "Don't worry, Mistress Alex. We'll think of something. I'll make sure to guide you onto the path of right and help you have a good life." With a chipper squeak, she clapped her hands and set about her self-appointed task. "So - let's try. There must be something nice you want to do for somebody out there, isn't there?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>10-10-2014, 03:57:00</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maeve_zps05ebd769.png)<br><br>In the hospital, all was quiet. Maeve's mother was sleeping, with the aid of certain pharmaceuticals, and the only sound was the beeping of the various machines monitoring her life signs. In Maeve's apartment, however, things were much more frenetic.<br><br>Putting it simply, recent events had put Maeve in a panic. And so she wasn't really thinking everything through. All she wanted to do was reverse the spell a little bit, so it wasn't quite so intense. So <em>he</em> wasn't quite so intense. So she found one. Or what she thought was one.<br><br>But she had to work fast, before her angel returned. She drew the twin rings. She drew the symbols. She grabbed a gold bracelet, the last remaining artifact of her father's existence, and used an old pair of scissors to tear a piece off. It wasn't as if there was anything truly good to remember about him anyway. She retrieved a pair of scissors from the drawer, and quickly but carefully drew it across her hand in order to draw blood, which covered the small piece of gold. She washed her hand and bandaged it, and then stood by the circle to say the words.<br><br>"I, Maeve Harrison, take you, demon, to be my servant from this day forward. From this day forward I bind my soul to yours as your master, and you shall stay with me as my faithful and loving servant. Be it so until I should choose to release you, or until death do us part."<br><br>It was then, as her hand released the golden trinket, that she processed the words she had spoken and the fact that this wasn't a reversal spell. Suddenly two lessons learned two late came to mind. The first was read directions carefully. And the second was that the road to Hell was paved with good intentions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>10-10-2014, 06:09:18</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10581016#msg10581016">Quote from: Idlewyld on 10-10-2014, 03:40:53</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br>For a moment, Clothilde bore the expression of a puppy dog whose master was leaving for work (or school.) "Ohhh..." The frustration was clear. For a moment, it seemed that those big blue celestial eyes were going to break out in tears. At this rate, she'd be stuck as an Angel 4th Class in the Department of Fabrics and Fibers forever. Literally forever.<br><br>But somewhere in Heaven, there was a needlepoint on a wall which said, <em>When You Get Lemons, Make Lemonade</em>. And so Clothilde decided to do just that. The smile reappeared on her face and her tone regained its original cheer. "Don't worry, Mistress Alex. We'll think of something. I'll make sure to guide you onto the path of right and help you have a good life." With a chipper squeak, she clapped her hands and set about her self-appointed task. "So - let's try. There must be something nice you want to do for somebody out there, isn't there?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Alex giggled at the angel's excitement. "You're a pretty bubbly one," she said. "Heaven picked a good one to send me. I think we'll get along pretty great." She paused for a moment, and pulled up her laptop to get back to reading. "Oh, I knew I was forgetting something." After setting her computer back down, she stepped back up to the angel... her angel. "The little binding ritual's not complete yet, there's... one more thing. Just..." She sighs and leans in quickly, stealing a quick, sweet kiss from Clothilde, pressing their lips together and then pulling back, a slight blush of embarrassment washing over her, visible in the color of her cheeks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>10-10-2014, 07:09:59</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br>"Yes, I think we'll MMMF..." Whatever came next was muffled by Alex's lips and the sudden excited ruflling of Clothilde's wings. As the kiss was released both girls began to glow slightly and the room shook, almost shimmied and glimmered. And then came another one of those FWIP! sounds and a sudden pop of feathers which curled into two small rings that latched themselves around of the fourth finger of each girl's right hand. Clothilde raised hers to inspect and smiled, obviously pleased. "And now we are bound," she solemnly invoked before adding much more chirpily, "This is going to be so much fun, Mistress!" <br><br>If Alex were to examine things more closely, she would have noticed another small change as well, but that probably wouldn't be discovered until later.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>10-10-2014, 13:58:53</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10581053#msg10581053">Quote from: Idlewyld on 10-10-2014, 03:57:00</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maeve_zps05ebd769.png)<br><br>In the hospital, all was quiet. Maeve's mother was sleeping, with the aid of certain pharmaceuticals, and the only sound was the beeping of the various machines monitoring her life signs. In Maeve's apartment, however, things were much more frenetic.<br><br>Putting it simply, recent events had put Maeve in a panic. And so she wasn't really thinking everything through. All she wanted to do was reverse the spell a little bit, so it wasn't quite so intense. So <em>he</em> wasn't quite so intense. So she found one. Or what she thought was one.<br><br>But she had to work fast, before her angel returned. She drew the twin rings. She drew the symbols. She grabbed a gold bracelet, the last remaining artifact of her father's existence, and used an old pair of scissors to tear a piece off. It wasn't as if there was anything truly good to remember about him anyway. She retrieved a pair of scissors from the drawer, and quickly but carefully drew it across her hand in order to draw blood, which covered the small piece of gold. She washed her hand and bandaged it, and then stood by the circle to say the words.<br><br>"I, Maeve Harrison, take you, demon, to be my servant from this day forward. From this day forward I bind my soul to yours as your master, and you shall stay with me as my faithful and loving servant. Be it so until I should choose to release you, or until death do us part."<br><br>It was then, as her hand released the golden trinket, that she processed the words she had spoken and the fact that this wasn't a reversal spell. Suddenly two lessons learned two late came to mind. The first was read directions carefully. And the second was that the road to Hell was paved with good intentions.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://gelbooru.com//samples/0a/77/sample_0a771d7dafba232f6eeb84a5887e3918.jpg?2178718)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; The circle in the ground started glowing in a dark red color, and as Maeve finished her chant, they started spinning slowly, and the moment the bloodied bracelet hit the center, it chimed in a loud, hollow tone, and ashes started emitting from the center of the ring, quickly killing every light bulb in the room, as well as making it hard to breathe. The circles started expanding, before eventually vanishing, materializing into a person, a tiny bit taller than Maeve, with long crimson hair, the longest locks nearly touching the floor.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; She stretched out her arms, smiling satisfied with closed eyes, the black wings on her back stretching out as well. After that, she slowly opened her eyes, looking around, kicking aside some of the still warm ashes, looking around in the room. It seemed like every edge of the room had a small pile of ashes gathered up around them, and there seemed to be shattered glass everywhere, it was a miracle the windows leading outside hadn't broken as well.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; She finally turned towards her summoner, studying her for a bit. <strong>"I take it you are my summoner, Maeve Harrison?"</strong> She said, smiling gently, one hand resting loosely on her hip. Her clothing didn't leave much to the imagination, as the shirt she was wearing was rather see-though, and her nipples were perking against it, being easily visible through it. Not to mention the skimpy shorts that had troubles covering her crotch, making a light V easily visible through the shirt. <strong>"I should probably introduce myself as well - My name is Aderia de Zarathiel Monte Derinques Amma con Zemira Van Karmil, but just call me Aderia"</strong> The name was without a doubt a bit of a mouthful, a pain to remember and even worse to pronounce correctly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>11-10-2014, 01:06:34</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maeve_zps05ebd769.png)<br><br><br>"Oh... yeah... um..." Maeve wasn't really sure where to go with this. Now that she had accidentally doubled the number of otherworldly servants at her relatively oblivious command, she was beginning to wonder why she wasn't more careful about these things. "Um... Glad to meet you Aderia." Not entirely the truth, but it didn't seem like the right time to be rude for the sake of brutal honesty. She looked around. Things were certainly more hectic than before. Of course, part of that was probably the way Aderia was(n't) dressed. But the room also looked as if the Mongol Horde had stopped by for tea and crumpets. Well, that at least gave her something to do. Then again, the whole point was that she wouldn't necessarily have to be the one to do it - especially since it was probably a good idea to clean it up before Salathiel got back. Maeve didn't think that Aderia's presence would go over too well with him.<br><br>"Perhaps you could... um... clean up a little? I didn't realize the summoning would be so... um... messy..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>11-10-2014, 13:56:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://gelbooru.com//samples/0a/77/sample_0a771d7dafba232f6eeb84a5887e3918.jpg?2178718)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Cleaning? What was she, an imp? Fine, she wasn't some kind of overlord, but asking her to do tasks that barely imps would be given was just undermining her abilities. On the topic of abilities though, the girl probably didn't know what powers she actually did have, which opened for a lot of possibilities. She didn't seem like she had a lot of experience with summoning demons though, she would have been aware that t came with a free sand-blowing so that it should be done in a public place.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; She crossed her hands over her chest, turning her back towards Maeve. <strong>"Summoning a high-class demon to clean, are you trying to offend me? Just send me back to the underworld already"</strong> She said hazardously, floating about half an inch over the ground, waiting for her to fall right into her trap. Going by her intuition, Maeve wouldn't know how to reverse the summoning, so she would easily be able to trick the girl into binding them together.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>11-10-2014, 17:51:48</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maeve_zps05ebd769.png)<br><br>Maeve looked a little dubious. High-class? Did the demon actually look at the way she dressed in a mirror this morning? For that matter, did they have mirrors in Hell? She remembered there was this a play by Sartre about three people in Hell who didn't seem to have one. That actually was what made it Hell. That and all three were annoying people.<br><br>Anyway, she was getting off the subject - and since the girl seemed so interested in getting back, maybe she knew how. And so, Maeve fell right into the awaiting trap with little more awareness than a nagging feeling that she didn't seem to be in charge here like the book said she was supposed to be. "OK - so... um... how exactly do I do that, Aderia?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>11-10-2014, 18:12:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://gelbooru.com//samples/0a/77/sample_0a771d7dafba232f6eeb84a5887e3918.jpg?2178718)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; She could hear the doubt in Maeve's voice, and she guessed it was towards the high-class thing. Was it really that obvious? She sighed and turned around, facing Maeve again, and yeah, there it was again, doubt written across the girl's face. <strong>It isn't a very complicated process really... You just have to make me orgasm, just using your tongue"</strong> It was naturally a big fat lie, but then again, who made for a better liar than a representation of the sinner, aka. Satan? Sure, she only needed a kiss to bind her to the human world, but why not take it a little bit further? Having the chance, she'd might as well take it.<br><br>And with that, she easily pulled down the skimpy shorts, bringing the black lace underwear along, revealing her tight passage. She kicked them aside, before bending forward, brushing some of the ashes away from Maeve's bed, before pulling off her top as well - She was practically naked already, what difference would it make if a transparent shirt was pulled off anyways? She took a hold of her hair and made sure to pull it aside before jumping back onto the bed, the ashes on the rest of it jumping up in the air, making it hard to breathe again. She laid down on her back and spread her legs, inviting Maeve, smiling.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>11-10-2014, 18:51:41</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br>Maeve sighed in relief. "And here I was thinking it was going to be something... WAIT! I HAVE TO <strong>WHAT?????</strong>" Her jaw dropped a good four inches as she realized what exactly it was she had to do. "B... B... But... I..." <br><br>For all she stuttered however, it was no use. Because there was a naked demon lying on her bed. If this was what she was going to have to do to get rid or her, then so be it. It would be a story for her grandkids. When they got old enough to hear about how grandma went down on a demon. Anyway. She approached the bed and then suddenly felt ridiculous in her waitress's uniform. With another short (but thanks to the ashes painful) uptake of breath, she slipped it off, and then, after another few seconds, decided that if she were to be in for a penny, she may as well be in for a pound, undid her lace-trimmed red bra and slipped down the matching panties. And now she knelt on the bed , looked in Aderia's eyes and softly muttered, "Here goes..." She leaned towards the demon's nether regions, but that didn't seem right somehow, so instead she started by kissing her gently on the lips, finding the taste surprisingly enjoyable, and then moving down - exploring with her lips and tongue down the demon's neck, pressing softly into the soft swell of her breasts, sucking playfully around the nipple itself, and then kissing down over the stomach and the navel, continuing downward still until her lips reached that magic fragrant place between the redhead's legs. When she did so, the room began to darken and she felt a wave of relief in the knowledge that the demon would soon be returning... except, it didn't seem like she was reaching orgasm yet, so why...<br><br>Suddenly, Maeve knew, not felt but <em>knew</em> that something was very wrong.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>11-10-2014, 19:16:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Really, this girl was too easy to fool, it wasn't even funny. She had partially managed to make the girl believe that she was a high-ranking demon, as well as to make the girl be her anchor when she really wanted her away. Maeve had even stripped out of what apparently was some kind of mega-weird ritual uniform. The underwear was something she was more used to however, Maeve seemed to favor pretty much exactly the same type of underwear as she herself did.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; It was a bit of a surprise however how Maeve seemed to go for the more lengthy approach, starting it off with a light kiss before slowly making her way down Aderia's body. It was a bit of a pity really that Maeve didn't give her much chance to return the favor. However, she decided to not think too much about it. She could feel a nice, warm feeling throughout her body as Maeve's lips met her pussy, and she knew that she had successfully bound her soul to the mortal world (And Maeve). However, Maeve didn't seem to mind continuing, or rather, she seemed to mind, but still complied, which was kind of the same thing, at least in her own mind.<br><br><strong>"If you'd like... I could return the favor for you... One last gift before I make my leave... It might make the orgasm come a bit faster as well..."</strong> She whispered gently, feeling Maeve's sweet lips towards her own nether regions, it sending nice, warm pulses through her body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 01:13:29</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br>"Um... well... if you think it would..." Maeve's voice was unsure, confused between the desire to send Aderia back and the extent to which she was actually enjoying the process (though she'd never admit it out loud.) But before she could give a definitive answer, the rumbling from the room answered for her. There was more flickering and then popping of lights, and more extended darkness and emptiness. And then up from the ground floated several long linked chains, glowing with an eerie and foreboding red light. Before the waitress could even think of reacting one of the chains wrapped itself around her left wrist, though not searing, it was uncomfortably warm to the touch and gave off the odor of sulfur and brimstone. As the first chain now coiled up her arm, a second chain threw itself toward her right hand, and then two more towards her ankles, moving up her calves, and then her thighs. Once the process was complete, the chains lifted her up and then laid her pressing onto Aderia's waiting form, the sensation of skin-on-skin not entirely unlike that she had felt before with Salathiel. But whereas the former carried only a slight hint of desire (and on retrospect, Maeve had to admit that yes, it did), her libido went into overdrive with Aderia, her nipples standing fully erect, her pussy moving from slightly moist to positively dripping, and goose pimples forming all over her body. She could feel a fifth chain slithering underneath her buttocks, and then wrapping around both their bodies, pressing them tighter and tighter, as sweat began to stream from every pore. A red shadow lifted up from Aderia and dove directly into Maeve's body passing through skin like a thousand needles. And yet the scream coming out of Maeve's mouth was one of delight, even ecstasy. Then came a loud thunderclap and a flash of red light. And it was over.<br><br>Laying back on the bed, naked and spent, the brown-haired Mistress raised her right hand to examine a tattoo resembling a black chain encircling her wrist and to pose a question to her demon which was not really all that much of a question. "That wasn't a spell of banishment, was it Aderia?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 01:29:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; The binding process felt even more extravagant than she remembered it to. Despite having only been summoned twice before - Mainly due to the high quantity of demons that wouldn't mind spending some time in the mortal world - it felt like it was something else each time, and the scream of delight from Maeve's lips was something of its own as well, something she would definitely have to squeeze out of the girl again. The chains that felt warm to Maeve felt like home for Aderia, a nice, warm, cozy feeling. She found herself moaning in delight as well as she reached her own high-point, though her moan was a lot more contaminated than Maeve's. She laid down next to Maeve, looking up at the roof, smiling.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"No, but I gave you a valuable life lesson, don't trust a demon"</strong>&nbsp;Aderia replied, before slowly sitting up in the bed, looking over at Maeve. <strong>"Care for a bath? I'll clean up the ashes and all later"</strong>&nbsp;It was kind of alright for her to clean up the ashes at this point since it would be her master telling her to, and besides, it was done in less than half a minute with the help of a little magic anyways, she had simply said no to act like a stuck-up bitch to lure Maeve closer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 01:37:28</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br>"Um, we're bound." This wasn't a question - it was a statement of fact. And it seemed like now that she had gotten what she had wanted, Aderia was willing to be a little more reasonable. <br><br>As for Maeve, she now had two otherworldly creatures with her on a permanent basis. And she would have to learn how to manage them before they managed her to death. And cleaning up seemed as good a way as any to begin. "So... I guess... yeah, I think I need a bath. A lot's happened."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 01:48:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Aderia smiled and got out of bed, before raising one hand, a red circle appearing just above her index finger, which immediately dragged in all the ashes (forcing any ashes under Maeve to be pulled out) alongside with all the broken glass, collecting it into a small ball before it just zapped away, to who knows where. Of course, things were still knocked over and all, but the room was in a considerably better state than it had been before the ashes and glass was taken care of.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; After that process was done, Aderia walked into the bathroom and started to fill up the bath tub, mainly because she wanted a bath herself, though she guessed it was partially because Maeve seemed to want a bath as well. She left the hot water on while reaching out for some bath oils, adding them to the water as well, before leaving the bathroom. <strong>"The water's ready soon"</strong> She said to her, pulling along a pair of towels as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 01:55:44</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br>Maeve looked with a bit of wonder. The power at Aderia's fingertips was a bit overwhelming. Even more overwhelming when Maeve considered that they were technically at her fingertips too.<br><br>She followed into the bathroom and stepped in. She looked at the twin towels and came to the obvious conclusion. "Aderia, I'm..." she considered for a moment, and then came to a decision. After all, considering all they did and had been through, it didn't seem like being shy was really an option anymore. "I'm OK with you coming in with me... but you have to promise me something first, OK?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 13:55:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Aderia didn't really care much if Maeve wanted to bathe with her or not, she had already made up her mind, and really, why care now? They had already had a <del>very very quick</del> orgasm together and had already seen one another naked, so really, Maeve didn't have much going for her in this situation.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; However, it turned out that Maeve didn't really mind, or rather, it seemed like she minded it somewhat, but decided to just accept it. <strong>"Sure sure whatever come on!"</strong> Aderia said, pulling Maeve along, before stepping into the bath tub in one end, letting Maeve decide for herself if she wanted to sit right in front of her, or on the other side of the tub.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 21:32:36</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br>Maeve lowered herself into the water, picking a spot close to the demon. Facing the redhead, she placed a hand on the girl's shoulder and said, "Here it is. Promise me that you won't lie to me again. If we're going to be... partners... then we're going to have to trust one another. Can I have your word on this, Aderia?" Brown eyes met blue in expectation. Perhaps oddest of all was the fact that Maeve should believe that a demon's word actually meant something, but it was obvious that, at least in Aderia's case, she did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 21:49:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Aderia pulled her hair well over her shoulder so most of it was resting in the water, partially covering the breast closest to the wall, though leaving the other one completely exposed. As far as Maeve's wish went... It was a tricky one, it was incredibly tempting to just say that she refused, but... It was so tempting to agree as well, without her knowing too well why. <strong>"I'll try"</strong>&nbsp;Aderia replied, and it was the closest she was going to go, she refused to straight out promise that she wouldn't lie, it would be foolish to set something in stone like that, it was for the both of them's sake, not just her own. She'd have to try not telling lies unless the situation demanded it, something she was positive she could do. <strong>"Just so you know... Your words can be more binding than you might believe... What you think of as a request like now, if I agreed, I would be nearly incapable of going against that... Just think through what you ask from me, because it might come with unforeseen consequences"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 22:00:41</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br>Maeve nodded, accepting the promise as given. "As long as you'll try. And I'll try... and be more careful. I think if I'd been more careful before I wouldn't be in this situation... But... you know..." She looked up for a moment, just a little red, "maybe I don't mind so much. For all that you tricked me and all, Aderia, you're really not that bad a person... well not that bad a demon I guess..." She leaned forward, her own right breast ruffling the demon's loose hair, and pecked her cheek. Somehow, there was more affection in that one kiss than there had been in the entirety of there bedroom antics so far. "Oh... um... there's probably something you should know..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>12-10-2014, 23:42:35</strong>
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				(http://ruajuju.files.wordpress.com/2013/12/4bb2d540gw1dwpob3pqqhj.jpg?w=640)<br><br>With his mission to watch over Maeve's mother brought to completion with no problems of any kind, Salathiel had begun the journey back, his wings carrying him rapidly through the darkness, to a spot outside the restaurant. He soon entered thereafter, and made his way to the apartment above. <br><br>"Honestly," Salathiel murmured to himself as he entered the apartment, "Why assign me to guard dog duty such as that?" Such easy activities were not exactly what he'd been hoping for when he was first summoned. Not that the angel had expected an amateur to summon him either, with such uncommon magic, even if she was surprisingly strong-willed in some ways. <br><br>Stepping through the doorway, the white-clad angel spoke to inform Maeve of his return. "That assignment was easily done. There was no troubl-"<br>He halted in mid-sentence as his gaze flicked to the the bathroom up ahead, the doorway wide open. Beyond that door lay a bathtub, with two naked women inhabiting it. And once of those was a <em>demon</em>. His golden eyes widened. <br><br>Salathiel gaped, trying to process just what was going on, his usually perceptive and analytical mind thrown suddenly into deep waters. The angel was distracted enough by the view, blushing heavily at the sight that lay beyond, and the fact that a demon was there, next to his new mistress, added a whole new spin on things.<br><br>"W-what's the meaning of this?" Salathiel stuttered, his right hand going to the sheathed sword at his side, bedecked in angelic glyphs. In a blur, the blade came out in a swift motion, a reflex action when he felt both the presence of a demon, and danger. At the moment, his mind was still too busy reeling from the unexpected sight to properly realise that the demon could have also been summoned by Maeve. Even if he had realised, it would nonetheless have been his duty to deal with it in an appropriate manner given his nature. That was, if Maeve would let him.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 01:10:33</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10581563#msg10581563">Quote from: Idlewyld on 10-10-2014, 07:09:59</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br>"Yes, I think we'll MMMF..." Whatever came next was muffled by Alex's lips and the sudden excited ruflling of Clothilde's wings. As the kiss was released both girls began to glow slightly and the room shook, almost shimmied and glimmered. And then came another one of those FWIP! sounds and a sudden pop of feathers which curled into two small rings that latched themselves around of the fourth finger of each girl's right hand. Clothilde raised hers to inspect and smiled, obviously pleased. "And now we are bound," she solemnly invoked before adding much more chirpily, "This is going to be so much fun, Mistress!" <br><br>If Alex were to examine things more closely, she would have noticed another small change as well, but that probably wouldn't be discovered until later.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>The ring finding its way to Alex's fingers was interesting. She watched it and smiled, nodding along. "I definitely like this ring," she said, holding out her hand and looking at it. "But I don't want to give people the wrong impression." She took it off, and put it back on on her middle finger. After that, Alex plopped back onto the couch, and looked around. "I think I know a good place to start with this whole servitude thing," she said. "The room is kind of a mess now. Since you're my little slave angel now, why don't you be a dear and clean up for me." As she spoke, she pointed around the room at the mess that she had made with the summoning--the paper, the markers, and everything else. "And fix the broken stuff if you're able, too. And when you're done with that, I want you to snuggle up with me while we watch TV."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 01:28:40</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10589509#msg10589509">Quote from: Panthean on 13-10-2014, 01:10:33</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The ring finding its way to Alex's fingers was interesting. She watched it and smiled, nodding along. "I definitely like this ring," she said, holding out her hand and looking at it. "But I don't want to give people the wrong impression." She took it off, and put it back on on her middle finger. After that, Alex plopped back onto the couch, and looked around. "I think I know a good place to start with this whole servitude thing," she said. "The room is kind of a mess now. Since you're my little slave angel now, why don't you be a dear and clean up for me." As she spoke, she pointed around the room at the mess that she had made with the summoning--the paper, the markers, and everything else. "And fix the broken stuff if you're able, too. And when you're done with that, I want you to snuggle up with me while we watch TV."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Clothilde looked around the room. It was messy. But that could be handled. After all, she was an otherworldly being with divine (well semi-sorta divine) powers. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and then hummed out a little tune as she raised her hand and waved. The room suddenly brightened and with another of those fwip sounds, a bunch of feathers emanated from Alex's right ankle swept across the room, and somehow magnetically took all the various junk and detritus with it. The items that needed to stay found there way to their proper place, and the stuff that didn't ended up in the garbage can. Even the broken items were arighted and restored to functionality.<br><br>With a grandiose gesture and a "Ta-Da," Clothilde presented the room in immaculate order. "I hope you are satisfied Mistress. Now we can snuggle and watch this TV of which you speak." And indeed all was just as Alex had left it - except for one thing. Alex's left pant leg up to her knee had gone <em>missing</em>.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 01:37:05</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10589550#msg10589550">Quote from: Idlewyld on 13-10-2014, 01:28:40</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br>Clothilde looked around the room. It was messy. But that could be handled. After all, she was an otherworldly being with divine (well semi-sorta divine) powers. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and then hummed out a little tune as she raised her hand and waved. The room suddenly brightened and with another of those fwip sounds, a bunch of feathers emanated from Alex's right ankle swept across the room, and somehow magnetically took all the various junk and detritus with it. The items that needed to stay found there way to their proper place, and the stuff that didn't ended up in the garbage can. Even the broken items were arighted and restored to functionality.<br><br>With a grandiose gesture and a "Ta-Da," Clothilde presented the room in immaculate order. "I hope you are satisfied Mistress. Now we can snuggle and watch this TV of which you speak." And indeed all was just as Alex had left it - except for one thing. Alex's left pant leg up to her knee had gone <em>missing</em>.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>At first, she was impressed, and she smiled, but then, feeling a sudden slight chill on her leg, she looked down to see that her clothes were... torn! Torn? What happened? "Clothilde!" she said. "What did you do to my pants?" She was somewhat panicked about this, and hopped up off of the couch, stopping and starting, not sure if she should go change them or if the angel would fix them. At least the room was clean. After taking a long breath, she sat back down. "It's fine. I'm fine." She looked up at the angel. "But please, do explain to me why my pants are ruined."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 01:44:51</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10589572#msg10589572">Quote from: Panthean on 13-10-2014, 01:37:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">At first, she was impressed, and she smiled, but then, feeling a sudden slight chill on her leg, she looked down to see that her clothes were... torn! Torn? What happened? "Clothilde!" she said. "What did you do to my pants?" She was somewhat panicked about this, and hopped up off of the couch, stopping and starting, not sure if she should go change them or if the angel would fix them. At least the room was clean. After taking a long breath, she sat back down. "It's fine. I'm fine." She looked up at the angel. "But please, do explain to me why my pants are ruined."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Clothilde seemed quite dismayed at Alex's loss of composure. "Ohhh - I didn't tell you. I'm sorry." She took a deep sniffle, as if about to sob. "I... Well in order to invest my powers when summoned to earth, an angel of my rank needs to convert that energy from somewhere. I'm from the Department of Fabrics and Fibers, so I use... well... clothes..." And then the water works started. "I'm SOOOOOOO sOOOOOOOOOry! I'm sUUUUUch a bad angel! WAAAAAAAHHHHH!" She loudly blew her nose on her angelic raiment like a heavenly tissue.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 02:36:38</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10589591#msg10589591">Quote from: Idlewyld on 13-10-2014, 01:44:51</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br>Clothilde seemed quite dismayed at Alex's loss of composure. "Ohhh - I didn't tell you. I'm sorry." She took a deep sniffle, as if about to sob. "I... Well in order to invest my powers when summoned to earth, an angel of my rank needs to convert that energy from somewhere. I'm from the Department of Fabrics and Fibers, so I use... well... clothes..." And then the water works started. "I'm SOOOOOOO sOOOOOOOOOry! I'm sUUUUUch a bad angel! WAAAAAAAHHHHH!" She loudly blew her nose on her angelic raiment like a heavenly tissue.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Alex blinked at the explanation. Did she just hear that right? Sighing, she stood up and hugged her angel, patting her back. "It's okay," she said. "Just calm down, it's not that big a deal, I have more jeans." She looks down at her one-legged jeans and thinks up a solution. "I know! Why don't you cut off the same amount on the other leg? Then I'll have some new jean shorts. Do you need to actually do magic? Why don't you magic me up some dinner? I'm thinking something with chicken and steamed vegetables and mac n cheese..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 04:15:18</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10589732#msg10589732">Quote from: Panthean on 13-10-2014, 02:36:38</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Alex blinked at the explanation. Did she just hear that right? Sighing, she stood up and hugged her angel, patting her back. "It's okay," she said. "Just calm down, it's not that big a deal, I have more jeans." She looks down at her one-legged jeans and thinks up a solution. "I know! Why don't you cut off the same amount on the other leg? Then I'll have some new jean shorts. Do you need to actually do magic? Why don't you magic me up some dinner? I'm thinking something with chicken and steamed vegetables and mac n cheese..."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Clothilde leaned into the hug, wrapping her wings around Alex's back. Calming down a little, she tried to explain. "Well, it isn't that simple. I mean there's all sorts of factors - the request being made, the intent of the request, the amount of power required..." Then she took one look in Alex's eyes, the way her mistress was trying to make her feel better, and added, "but I'll try." She raised her hand, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and... Fwip. Alex's right pant leg went up in a passel of feathers which flew into the kitchen followed by Clothilde herself. The angel returned with the desired meal, happy to be of service, and relieved that this time the system worked out the way her mistress wanted. Handing the food over to Alex, she smiled, "As you requested, Mistress!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drake Valentine</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 20:09:34</strong>
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				<strong><em>”Mer-e-ca”</em></strong><br><br><em>“No Felix, it is, America. A-mer-a-ca.”</em><br><br>For the national citizens, the conversation was mostly lost as the men surrounding the younger male as they spoke in Latin. Their presence within the airport was an oddity as well, dressed in black robes that signified they were from some sort of church’s organization. Felix, on the other hand, wore more casual material, today was just going to be another learning experience like any other.&nbsp; This time around it appeared it was business between some rich bigwigs that have been at a lost due to a possession or so they claimed. The youth wasn’t sure one way or the other as they departed from the airport and entered separate cabs for the long journey ahead of them.<br><br>Although nothing would truly prepare them for the scene when they arrived. The main living room compartment of the building was caked in blood splatters everywhere. A body of the deceased laid gruesomely murdered just before the crudely drawn summoning circle. Ideally, this looked more of a job for the police to handle, if it wasn’t for the fact that the rich owner didn’t want any real publicity regarding supernatural summoning or the calling of evil spirits to be known; even if it didn’t directly involved him, it still happened in his own home.<br><br>It may seem unfathomable if there wasn’t more solid proof and that was what was locked within the nearby basement. The man had told them that another of his butlers had managed to lure the monstrosity inside; of course, by now it was believed that that individual too was a sacrifice when he ended locked up within with the thing. Clawing and growling could be heard outside from the metal door that concealed whatever inhuman beast within and the owner warned them that it was best to not unlock the door, if there was anything they could do, they should do it from outside.<br><br>Presently, Felix’s group have never seen anything of this magnitude. They have heard stories of such in the past, but decided it best to prepare and perform a heavier exorcism later in the night. Reassuring the owner that things would be taken care of on their return, they departed from the building to make the necessary preparations and acquire what supplies were needed. <br><br>On that night as the group set up their preparations inside to drive away the evil entity, they had Felix make his own outside the building, using various charms to try to trap and bind the ‘spirit,’ in hopes of making it harder for it to escape if things go wrong. That was always a possibility since Felix was unsure how well the metal door would hold and supposedly the rest of the basement within was reinforced with concrete, ideally the creature should literally be trapped whatever it was, but no one wanted to take any chances.<br><br>From there, just in case, he decided to do his own summoning, setting up a circle outside from the building. It was drawn similar to the one within and he had obtained most of the necessary items required. Surely his efforts would bring a being capable of dealing with whatever was inside should things go horribly wrong. A gold feather that he had swiped from one of the fellow members of clergy, a bowl, and a bottle of water that he could just as easily ‘bless’ as any other. He started out with filling the bowl and purging the water, from there he went to his notes he kept and browsed through them.<br><br>Alarmed cries from the building broke part of his concentration, accidentally injuring himself unknowingly upon a sharpen edge of the golden feather. Blood already tainting the would be holy object and his eyes stayed upon the paper to retain most of his concentration as he dipped both hand and feather alike in the water, turning the liquids to a darker shade unaware. <strong>”I, Felix, summon you <em>angel</em> to be my servant from this day forth. I bind your soul to mine unconditionally, to support me, to honor me, and to serve me, without fail, against the tides of darkness and other evil, until I, your master releases you.”</strong> <br><br>With that, he lifted the golden feather from the crimson water, dropping it upon the center of circle as his eyes remained focused upon the notes within his other hand. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>13-10-2014, 21:31:47</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10588904#msg10588904">Quote from: Idlewyld on 12-10-2014, 22:00:41</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br>Maeve nodded, accepting the promise as given. "As long as you'll try. And I'll try... and be more careful. I think if I'd been more careful before I wouldn't be in this situation... But... you know..." She looked up for a moment, just a little red, "maybe I don't mind so much. For all that you tricked me and all, Aderia, you're really not that bad a person... well not that bad a demon I guess..." She leaned forward, her own right breast ruffling the demon's loose hair, and pecked her cheek. Somehow, there was more affection in that one kiss than there had been in the entirety of there bedroom antics so far. "Oh... um... there's probably something you should know..."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10589193#msg10589193">Quote from: Izaya Orihara on 12-10-2014, 23:42:35</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://ruajuju.files.wordpress.com/2013/12/4bb2d540gw1dwpob3pqqhj.jpg?w=640)<br><br>With his mission to watch over Maeve's mother brought to completion with no problems of any kind, Salathiel had begun the journey back, his wings carrying him rapidly through the darkness, to a spot outside the restaurant. He soon entered thereafter, and made his way to the apartment above. <br><br>"Honestly," Salathiel murmured to himself as he entered the apartment, "Why assign me to guard dog duty such as that?" Such easy activities were not exactly what he'd been hoping for when he was first summoned. Not that the angel had expected an amateur to summon him either, with such uncommon magic, even if she was surprisingly strong-willed in some ways. <br><br>Stepping through the doorway, the white-clad angel spoke to inform Maeve of his return. "That assignment was easily done. There was no troubl-"<br>He halted in mid-sentence as his gaze flicked to the the bathroom up ahead, the doorway wide open. Beyond that door lay a bathtub, with two naked women inhabiting it. And once of those was a <em>demon</em>. His golden eyes widened. <br><br>Salathiel gaped, trying to process just what was going on, his usually perceptive and analytical mind thrown suddenly into deep waters. The angel was distracted enough by the view, blushing heavily at the sight that lay beyond, and the fact that a demon was there, next to his new mistress, added a whole new spin on things.<br><br>"W-what's the meaning of this?" Salathiel stuttered, his right hand going to the sheathed sword at his side, bedecked in angelic glyphs. In a blur, the blade came out in a swift motion, a reflex action when he felt both the presence of a demon, and danger. At the moment, his mind was still too busy reeling from the unexpected sight to properly realise that the demon could have also been summoned by Maeve. Even if he had realised, it would nonetheless have been his duty to deal with it in an appropriate manner given his nature. That was, if Maeve would let him.<br><br><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"Of course I'm not a bad person, just because I'm a demon doesn't mean all I crave is world destruction or whatnot"</strong> Aderia replied with a sleek smile across her lips. As curious as she was to what Maeve had to bring up, it seemed like fate chose the phase of things, as some person - More specific, an angel - Walked in on the two of them. Aderia didn't care much for her own sake if the Angel saw her body, but Maeve was a bit too innocent. And thus, Aderia ended up standing up, pulling Maeve along, though making sure that Maeve had her back towards the Angel so that she didn't have to be seen, not that Aderia considered Angels as the most lewd creatures there were. She spaced her hand out to the side far enough to make sure Maeve would not get hit as dark red and black lightning started gathering around her fingers, ready to strike back if the Angel tried something.<br><br>Unlike Salathiel, Aderia didn't think as far into the situation as he did, and she didn't reach the same conclusion that he did, that Maeve had actually summoned them both. <strong>"Stay away from her, Angel"</strong> She hissed at him, the magic gathering up in her left hand growing gradually more lethal as the seconds passed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>14-10-2014, 01:05:05</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10589975#msg10589975">Quote from: Idlewyld on 13-10-2014, 04:15:18</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br>Clothilde leaned into the hug, wrapping her wings around Alex's back. Calming down a little, she tried to explain. "Well, it isn't that simple. I mean there's all sorts of factors - the request being made, the intent of the request, the amount of power required..." Then she took one look in Alex's eyes, the way her mistress was trying to make her feel better, and added, "but I'll try." She raised her hand, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and... Fwip. Alex's right pant leg went up in a passel of feathers which flew into the kitchen followed by Clothilde herself. The angel returned with the desired meal, happy to be of service, and relieved that this time the system worked out the way her mistress wanted. Handing the food over to Alex, she smiled, "As you requested, Mistress!"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Alex gave the angel a warm smile as she took her food, but where was the coffee table? She looked around, and pulled it out from beside the couch. It made some since. Clothilde wouldn't have known where it was supposed to go, since it was moved aside to make way for the circle. She put her food down, picked up the remote off of the couch and turned on her television set, switching it over to Netflix when it came on, and turning on her anime. "Sit down," she said to Clothilde. "Do you like anime?" After a bite of her chicken and a moment of thought, she spoke up again, wondering. "Do you know what anime is?"<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10591875#msg10591875">Quote from: Drake Valentine on 13-10-2014, 20:09:34</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong><em>”Mer-e-ca”</em></strong><br><br><em>“No Felix, it is, America. A-mer-a-ca.”</em><br><br>For the national citizens, the conversation was mostly lost as the men surrounding the younger male as they spoke in Latin. Their presence within the airport was an oddity as well, dressed in black robes that signified they were from some sort of church’s organization. Felix, on the other hand, wore more casual material, today was just going to be another learning experience like any other.&nbsp; This time around it appeared it was business between some rich bigwigs that have been at a lost due to a possession or so they claimed. The youth wasn’t sure one way or the other as they departed from the airport and entered separate cabs for the long journey ahead of them.<br><br>Although nothing would truly prepare them for the scene when they arrived. The main living room compartment of the building was caked in blood splatters everywhere. A body of the deceased laid gruesomely murdered just before the crudely drawn summoning circle. Ideally, this looked more of a job for the police to handle, if it wasn’t for the fact that the rich owner didn’t want any real publicity regarding supernatural summoning or the calling of evil spirits to be known; even if it didn’t directly involved him, it still happened in his own home.<br><br>It may seem unfathomable if there wasn’t more solid proof and that was what was locked within the nearby basement. The man had told them that another of his butlers had managed to lure the monstrosity inside; of course, by now it was believed that that individual too was a sacrifice when he ended locked up within with the thing. Clawing and growling could be heard outside from the metal door that concealed whatever inhuman beast within and the owner warned them that it was best to not unlock the door, if there was anything they could do, they should do it from outside.<br><br>Presently, Felix’s group have never seen anything of this magnitude. They have heard stories of such in the past, but decided it best to prepare and perform a heavier exorcism later in the night. Reassuring the owner that things would be taken care of on their return, they departed from the building to make the necessary preparations and acquire what supplies were needed. <br><br>On that night as the group set up their preparations inside to drive away the evil entity, they had Felix make his own outside the building, using various charms to try to trap and bind the ‘spirit,’ in hopes of making it harder for it to escape if things go wrong. That was always a possibility since Felix was unsure how well the metal door would hold and supposedly the rest of the basement within was reinforced with concrete, ideally the creature should literally be trapped whatever it was, but no one wanted to take any chances.<br><br>From there, just in case, he decided to do his own summoning, setting up a circle outside from the building. It was drawn similar to the one within and he had obtained most of the necessary items required. Surely his efforts would bring a being capable of dealing with whatever was inside should things go horribly wrong. A gold feather that he had swiped from one of the fellow members of clergy, a bowl, and a bottle of water that he could just as easily ‘bless’ as any other. He started out with filling the bowl and purging the water, from there he went to his notes he kept and browsed through them.<br><br>Alarmed cries from the building broke part of his concentration, accidentally injuring himself unknowingly upon a sharpen edge of the golden feather. Blood already tainting the would be holy object and his eyes stayed upon the paper to retain most of his concentration as he dipped both hand and feather alike in the water, turning the liquids to a darker shade unaware. <strong>”I, Felix, summon you <em>angel</em> to be my servant from this day forth. I bind your soul to mine unconditionally, to support me, to honor me, and to serve me, without fail, against the tides of darkness and other evil, until I, your master releases you.”</strong> <br><br>With that, he lifted the golden feather from the crimson water, dropping it upon the center of circle as his eyes remained focused upon the notes within his other hand. <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>The center of the circle on the ground burned as smoke started to rise, and then a quick flash of flames erupted from it. It was rather small, and only lasted a second before being blown away, leaving ashes around it. After the flash, the figure of a girl appeared. A young looking girl with a tail. "And I was like, yo, give me some of those damn chips!" The girl blinked, and looked around as the smoke cleared. She looked on the ground, and after an angry groan she cried out, "Oh, dammit all! Not again!" She was dressed, if you could call it that, in a red tube top and medium-length black skirt. No shoes, nothing else covering her body, and the two items that did were torn and tattered. She stretched out her wings, which seemed to grow strangely, to their full length, which wasn't all that impressive actually--her tiny wings were shorter than her arms.<br><br>She took a deep breath, and looked at Felix. He was young. And... what was that smell? It was a truly heavenly scent. Was he a virgin? Inexperienced, for sure. Summoning her, probably for sex, only... it wasn't the sad pitiful virginity stench, but... a pure, innocent one. Her smile faded and she raised a curious brow. What was a choir boy summoning a demon for? This probably wouldn't last long. Hell, he might just be practicing his exorcism, which... Dicidra preferred life in Hell so she wouldn't mind it even if it were a bit painful. "Felix Kaiser," she said. "You speak English? Or you gun' make me pull up that Latin shit?" There was something of a hiss to her voice, but not like a snake hiss, but a... an accent. A very strange accent for a demon to have. It was distinctly american, like some weird mix of the Southern, Valley Girl, and New York accents. "Sorry, I gotta introduce myself first, right?" She held out her hand to shake his. "I'm Dicidra, but feel free to call me the lazy demon bitch. Not really. You call me that, I'm gonna hurt you, but that's what my friends call me." As she rambled on, she pulled her hand away, and relaxed her wings and her posture. "Cept this one guy who calls me pillow princess from hell, which aint exactly inaccurate. Wach'ya want, sweetie?" She stepped closer to him, and leaned over just a little, putting a new smile on her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>14-10-2014, 01:44:45</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br>Maeve's mouth dropped wide open mid-sentence as Salathiel walked in. She would swear he couldn't have picked a worse time, but then again, she doubted that had he arrived when she was busy using her tongue on Aderia's nether regions that things would be much better. Grabbing a towel so as best to preserve what negligible modesty she had remaining, she turned from one to the other and bloomed a bright crimson. "Um... Aderia... this is Salathiel... he's sort of... well I kind of summoned and bound him here a little while ago... Salathiel.. this is... um... Aderia... I sort of... um... summoned and bound her while you were gone. Funny story... really... Don't you think so? Heh..." Even though she was in the bath, she found herself sweating bullets.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>14-10-2014, 02:29:02</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10592685#msg10592685">Quote from: Panthean on 14-10-2014, 01:05:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Alex gave the angel a warm smile as she took her food, but where was the coffee table? She looked around, and pulled it out from beside the couch. It made some since. Clothilde wouldn't have known where it was supposed to go, since it was moved aside to make way for the circle. She put her food down, picked up the remote off of the couch and turned on her television set, switching it over to Netflix when it came on, and turning on her anime. "Sit down," she said to Clothilde. "Do you like anime?" After a bite of her chicken and a moment of thought, she spoke up again, wondering. "Do you know what anime is?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Clothilde fwipped out some sort of divine tablet from parts unknown. Thankfully, she seemed able to do this without having to access Alex's outfit.<br><br>She read aloud that, <em>"Anime (Japanese: アニメ ˈænɨmeɪ/) are Japanese animated productions usually featuring hand-drawn or computer animation. The word is the abbreviated pronunciation of "animation" in Japanese, where this term references all animation. In other languages, the term is defined as animation from Japan or as a Japanese-disseminated animation style often characterized by colorful graphics, vibrant characters and fantastic themes. Arguably, the stylization approach to the meaning may open up the possibility of anime produced in countries other than Japan.[4][5][6] For simplicity, many Westerners strictly view anime as an animation product from Japan."</em><br><br>Turning back to Alex, she asked, "So, this anime. You enjoy it very much, Mistress? For we do not watch much television in Heaven. There's so much we have to do, and it's much more entertaining to look down on you humans below. It's like a little soap opera of our own."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>14-10-2014, 03:54:58</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10592938#msg10592938">Quote from: Idlewyld on 14-10-2014, 02:29:02</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br>Clothilde fwipped out some sort of divine tablet from parts unknown. Thankfully, she seemed able to do this without having to access Alex's outfit.<br><br>She read aloud that, <em>"Anime (Japanese: アニメ ˈænɨmeɪ/) are Japanese animated productions usually featuring hand-drawn or computer animation. The word is the abbreviated pronunciation of "animation" in Japanese, where this term references all animation. In other languages, the term is defined as animation from Japan or as a Japanese-disseminated animation style often characterized by colorful graphics, vibrant characters and fantastic themes. Arguably, the stylization approach to the meaning may open up the possibility of anime produced in countries other than Japan.[4][5][6] For simplicity, many Westerners strictly view anime as an animation product from Japan."</em><br><br>Turning back to Alex, she asked, "So, this anime. You enjoy it very much, Mistress? For we do not watch much television in Heaven. There's so much we have to do, and it's much more entertaining to look down on you humans below. It's like a little soap opera of our own."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Alex looked over to Clothilde after starting her show, listening to her long-winded explanation of anime. "I bet most of us make for a boring show," she said. "Like me, all I do is watch TV and go to school and eat." She paused in her words, taking a bite to eat. "Do me a favor though. Don't be a walking Wikipedia. Just say whether or not you know." She leans back, grabbing her plate and holding it in her hands as she eats and watches. The next few moments, she watches her show in silence, at least until her meal is finished. Then she sets it down on the coffee table... her plate and such, rather, and leans against the angel. "Now we can snuggle," she says happily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>14-10-2014, 06:18:08</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10593158#msg10593158">Quote from: Panthean on 14-10-2014, 03:54:58</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Alex looked over to Clothilde after starting her show, listening to her long-winded explanation of anime. "I bet most of us make for a boring show," she said. "Like me, all I do is watch TV and go to school and eat." She paused in her words, taking a bite to eat. "Do me a favor though. Don't be a walking Wikipedia. Just say whether or not you know." She leans back, grabbing her plate and holding it in her hands as she eats and watches. The next few moments, she watches her show in silence, at least until her meal is finished. Then she sets it down on the coffee table... her plate and such, rather, and leans against the angel. "Now we can snuggle," she says happily.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"No," protested the angel. "Humans are interesting. They have so much potential. Like you. You'll see. But I won't look stuff up anymore unless you order me to, Mistress Alex." Where she may not have understood the finer points of conversation, she did seem to understand snuggling. As Alex leaned in, Clothilde spread a protective wing around her engulfing her in warm, comfortable, and admittedly slightly ticklish feathers. Her head fit quite nicely on Alex's shoulder, though she seemed to be the taller of the two by a slight margin. As she did, she made a soft cooing sound, not unlike a happy pigeon. The wings also left her hands free to place on her Mistress's in turn, grasping them softly and rubbing the fingers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>14-10-2014, 20:02:44</strong>
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				(http://ruajuju.files.wordpress.com/2013/12/4bb2d540gw1dwpob3pqqhj.jpg?w=640)<br><br>Salathiel's gaze narrowed as the red haired demon called Aderia summoned dark energy with which to fight with. His own blade glowed a pale silver as the glyphs in an angelic tongue, referred to by the Elizabethan Magus John Dee as Enochian, were activated with his channelling divine magics into the weapon. He smiled faintly, confident as always that he wouldn't loose if it came down to a battle.<br><br>When Maeve gave her spin on things, somewhat nervously, some of his thoughts were confirmed. The angel had already been coming to that as a conclusion, among other possibilities, even if the whole two naked girls in a bath thing had also proved to be a distraction, even if one of them was a demon. As an angel, such sights were hardly common occurrences, and his discomfort showed itself on his face, despite attempts to hide the expression. <br><br>Trying to shake off such indecent thoughts, Salathiel refocused his mind, somewhat, before speaking, coldly. "That demon will bring you little but trouble, Maeve. I shall send it back to its own realm, where such things belong..."<br><br>He advanced, slowly at first, with Salathiel's senses assessing the capabilities of the demon, all the better to ascertain the successful banishment that was to come. The glowing sword through which he was channelling his own power pulsed faintly as the angel held it at an angle, the hilt near his shoulder, and the blade pointed directly towards his foe. It was of course, ready to move in a defensive manner, to counter the demonic lightning when it would undoubtedly be used against him, until he could get close enough to use the blade in a melee fashion, rather than using divine magic or blasts of light from a distance, which could potentially end up being countered by the demon's own magic in a ranged counter-attack.<br><br>Salathiel was also keen not to risk getting Maeve in the crossfire either, since although he didn't know much about this particular binding, he had a sense that the summoner being attacked, be it on purpose or otherwise, by the summoned, would likely have repercussions for the latter. Whatever the case, something told him he shouldn't risk it. There was also the element of harming innocent mortals, as well as perhaps a small part being an unknown factor, in Salathiel's reasoning in this matter. <br><br>Of course, his current means of attacking Aderia didn't take into account the possibility that Maeve could just as easily order them to stop fighting each other, which the binding would obviously enforce as an order. Whether or not that would happen, remained yet to be seen, as well...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>14-10-2014, 22:53:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Aderia let Maeve step aside, letting her start channeling energy in her right hand as well, watching as the angel entered a combat stance. She wasn't too intimidated. As powerful as a angel might be, she had found them to usually have more boundaries than an average law book and were easy to fool because their thoughts were simply too pure. Maeve managed to present herself quite idiotically though as she admitted that she had summoned both an angel and a demon, which would tell practically any other person that they should probably just not do it, Angels and Demons weren't known to be best friends after all.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"Little but trouble? How many demons have you summoned? We might not be the most righteous, but we make for excellent servants"</strong> It was kind of a lie, yet it was at the same time very true. Demons in average tended to be more willing since they didn't really have any ethical standpoints or whatever, they were just enjoying things as they were, listening to their master without thinking too much. Of course, it meant that orders had to be more thought through since if a particularly unlucky summoner asked a demon to fetch him or her a car, it would most likely just steal it, unlike an angel who would probably get it in legal ways.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"You know what I think? I think you're just envious that I got to see Maeve naked first... You're just envious that we've already pleased one another..."</strong> As much as it might fluster Maeve, teasing Angels by talking about sexuality had tended to be quite enjoyable, especially when they got all embarrassed and started blushing. Aderia did nothing to try covering over her nude body, a black tail coiling around her left leg, and with her arm-long demonic wings spread out ready to make a quick movement to avoid a possible attack. By the stance, it wasn't hard to come to the conclusion that the Angel was waiting for her to waste her spells so that she became wide open until she had prepared a new one, making her defenseless for several seconds, more than enough to slice her apart.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <em>Of course, her current means of attacking Salathiel didn't take into account the possibility that Maeve could just as easily order them to stop fighting each other, which the binding would obviously enforce as an order. Whether or not that would happen, remained yet to be seen, as well...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>15-10-2014, 00:42:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/OcqdWga.png)</div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10593621#msg10593621">Quote from: Idlewyld on 14-10-2014, 06:18:08</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br>"No," protested the angel. "Humans are interesting. They have so much potential. Like you. You'll see. But I won't look stuff up anymore unless you order me to, Mistress Alex." Where she may not have understood the finer points of conversation, she did seem to understand snuggling. As Alex leaned in, Clothilde spread a protective wing around her engulfing her in warm, comfortable, and admittedly slightly ticklish feathers. Her head fit quite nicely on Alex's shoulder, though she seemed to be the taller of the two by a slight margin. As she did, she made a soft cooing sound, not unlike a happy pigeon. The wings also left her hands free to place on her Mistress's in turn, grasping them softly and rubbing the fingers.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Alex made a soft sigh as she snuggled in with her new buddy. She leaned up only to grab her food, and finish eating it as they snuggled together on the couch. After a short while the anime ended, and Alex set her dishes down on the coffee table. She watched as Netflix started to auto-play the next episode, and looked to Clothilde. Feeling a bit of a romantic spark, she gave the angel a peck on the cheek. It was strange though. She didn't normally find herself attracted to women, or even men for that matter. Not being the type who was pursuing a relationship, she never had a boyfriend or girlfriend, and never gave much thought to her sexuality. She felt her heart flutter a bit, and her anxiety soared, and she pulled away from Clothilde. "Sorry I just," she started speaking but didn't really have anything to say. She was nervous and didn't want to be awkward about it. "I shouldn't have done that. You're like a pet or something, right? Well, no, I didn't mean that. I just. You're probably not allowed to do that kind of stuff... like... as an angel, right? Bah, no, forget it. That probably sounded bad too." The next episode started on the TV, and she didn't notice until the theme song kicked in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>15-10-2014, 02:21:19</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br>Holding the towel to her body, Maeve looked impotently back and forth as the angel and demon argued. And of course, it didn't take a world-class theologian to figure out that Angels and Demons weren't going to get along. She had also noticed that perhaps neither one was in any particular awe of her skill. But then again, she had just gotten started at this. Heck, she didn't even expect it to work. But here she was. Between the devil and the deep blue... angel.<br><br>And then Aderia went and made that comment about their recent activities, which turned Maeve a bright red and stopped whatever words that were in her mouth from ever reaching the light of day. "I... er... you... It just sort of... happened..." Of course it didn't really just sort of happen. It was the result of a very specific trap that she had fallen into. But she had to admit that she did kind of sort of enjoy it. More than kind of sort of, really...<br><br>But whatever conflict was brewing had to be stopped, before it destroyed her apartment and the restaurant below. So she stood up straight and projected whatever authority she could, which was not so much considering what she was wearing (or more accurately, <em>wasn't</em> wearing.) Turning to both in turn, she explained, "I know this probably isn't an ideal situation for either of you, but you're going to face the facts that we're going to be together for a while. So you two are going to have to put your differences aside and try to get along, as hard as that may be!" <br><br>Maeve was firm. She was in control. Unfortunately, she wasn't particularly careful with her selection of idioms.<br><br>"Now kiss and make up!"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>15-10-2014, 04:07:01</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10595753#msg10595753">Quote from: Panthean on 15-10-2014, 00:42:47</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/OcqdWga.png)</div>Alex made a soft sigh as she snuggled in with her new buddy. She leaned up only to grab her food, and finish eating it as they snuggled together on the couch. After a short while the anime ended, and Alex set her dishes down on the coffee table. She watched as Netflix started to auto-play the next episode, and looked to Clothilde. Feeling a bit of a romantic spark, she gave the angel a peck on the cheek. It was strange though. She didn't normally find herself attracted to women, or even men for that matter. Not being the type who was pursuing a relationship, she never had a boyfriend or girlfriend, and never gave much thought to her sexuality. She felt her heart flutter a bit, and her anxiety soared, and she pulled away from Clothilde. "Sorry I just," she started speaking but didn't really have anything to say. She was nervous and didn't want to be awkward about it. "I shouldn't have done that. You're like a pet or something, right? Well, no, I didn't mean that. I just. You're probably not allowed to do that kind of stuff... like... as an angel, right? Bah, no, forget it. That probably sounded bad too." The next episode started on the TV, and she didn't notice until the theme song kicked in.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"N...no.." Clothilde was actually feeling, if anything, a little guilty for making Alex feel uncomfortable. And so she searched for a way to make her feel better. "Angels are tasked with spreading happiness and love. Like that girl on your show. I think you call her a magical girl, right? And I am now specifically tasked with doing your will.&nbsp; You are a good master, Mistress Alex. You don't ask me to enact vengeance against your enemies, or conquer nations, or fulfill petty desires. Just to clean up and cook dinner and snuggle a little. Few angels are lucky enough to serve humans with such modest desires. So if kissing me makes you happy, then you should kiss me. Besides," she added with a small crescendo in her coo, "it makes me a little happy too."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>15-10-2014, 05:57:17</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10596263#msg10596263">Quote from: Idlewyld on 15-10-2014, 04:07:01</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br>"N...no.." Clothilde was actually feeling, if anything, a little guilty for making Alex feel uncomfortable. And so she searched for a way to make her feel better. "Angels are tasked with spreading happiness and love. Like that girl on your show. I think you call her a magical girl, right? And I am now specifically tasked with doing your will.&nbsp; You are a good master, Mistress Alex. You don't ask me to enact vengeance against your enemies, or conquer nations, or fulfill petty desires. Just to clean up and cook dinner and snuggle a little. Few angels are lucky enough to serve humans with such modest desires. So if kissing me makes you happy, then you should kiss me. Besides," she added with a small crescendo in her coo, "it makes me a little happy too."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Oh I uhh," she said. "I don't know. I've never really, sort of... well." She sighed and cleared her head for a moment. "I've never kissed before, not like... really kissed." She blushed at the confession. It was something she was slightly embarrassed about to be seventeen and to have never even kissed before. She took her dishes and went into the kitchen, rinsing them and putting them away in the dishwasher. "I don't know," she said. "Maybe I do want to. At least just to try it." She grew even more embarrassed with what she was about to ask. "Can we--or I, or... we I guess... try it? Just once, to see what it's like?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>15-10-2014, 06:19:55</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10596544#msg10596544">Quote from: Panthean on 15-10-2014, 05:57:17</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Oh I uhh," she said. "I don't know. I've never really, sort of... well." She sighed and cleared her head for a moment. "I've never kissed before, not like... really kissed." She blushed at the confession. It was something she was slightly embarrassed about to be seventeen and to have never even kissed before. She took her dishes and went into the kitchen, rinsing them and putting them away in the dishwasher. "I don't know," she said. "Maybe I do want to. At least just to try it." She grew even more embarrassed with what she was about to ask. "Can we--or I, or... we I guess... try it? Just once, to see what it's like?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Clothilde stood up, trying to stay calm, but a red face and quivering wings gave her away. "Well... I've never really kissed anyone myself either. You know... except when you bound me, Mistress Alex... But to kiss just to kiss... I guess... We can try it... &nbsp;She took a deep breath, held her hands behind her back, closed her eyes, and leaned in towards the bespectacled human girl.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>15-10-2014, 16:58:32</strong>
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				(http://ruajuju.files.wordpress.com/2013/12/4bb2d540gw1dwpob3pqqhj.jpg?w=640)<br><br>Salathiel blushed fiercely at Aderia's words, not for the first time lately. <em>T-that's not the case, foolish demon,</em> he thought uncomfortably. Though he had little time to come up with a retort, before Maeve spoke up once more, first remarking on Aderia's shameless comment, and confirming that they had participated in immoral activities. Then she gave the next order.<br><br><em>"Now kiss and make up!</em><br><br>The angel was once more to carry out unexpected orders sent from the mouth of this mortal. His eyes widened. Soon came the sinking realisation that Maeve probably didn't mean that order literally, yet it had been given nonetheless. He swallowed faintly. "Oh..." <br>The sword falling to his side, Salathiel found his attempts to resist the order driven home by the binding magic, ineffectual and futile. His body moved, gradually stepping closer to Aderia seemingly of its own volition. Now growing a little more than uneasy, he asked Maeve, somewhat frantically, even as he advanced, "C-c-could you rescind that order, please?"<br><br>Things were getting out of hand pretty quickly, and Salathiel felt he'd gotten into more than enough ...problematic... situations since he'd been summoned. <em>Kissing a demon?!? I would have never imagined I'd end up in such a quandary, being forced to do such indecent things... with a dark spirit such as that. I just hope there was nothing else hidden in that command...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>15-10-2014, 17:28:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Aderia found herself struggling not to start laughing when the Angel started blushing. It was just ridiculous to look at the angel as he was preparing for his attack (or her attack) while simultaneously having such red cheeks. She didn't have time to keep embarrassing the Angel however, seeing that Maeve seemed to have something she wanted to say as well.<br><br><em>"Now kiss and make up!"</em><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Was she out of her mind? Servant or not, that girl was getting a slap in the face once the command was fulfilled. She found her left eyebrow twitching lightly, looking at the Angel who looked just as intimidated as she did. He dropped his sword, and despite trying to hold on to the magic, though she found it fading out quickly. <strong>"L- Let's just get over with it"</strong>&nbsp;Adreria said quickly, taking a step towards the Angel despite trying not to, finding herself close to the angel who had stepped closer to her as well. Good grief, this was why she had said less than five minutes ago that she had to be careful about her wording.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; She slowly leaned in, keeping her eyes closed to avoid getting eye contact with the angel, before quickly pecking his lips with her own. If it could be considered a kiss or not came down to the eye who saw, they barely touched one another, but it was still their lips, so technically, she figured it would count as a kiss. She felt a shiver going down her spine, and she felt disgusted - Not because the angel was unattractive or anything like, but simply because she had done something so humiliating and taboo among both their races. She quickly stepped away from him and turned around, her back, along with a little bit of sideboob and ass was displayed, though not intentionally. <strong>"Don't look at me, pervert!"</strong> She called out on him, refusing to look at him, still kind of angry at Maeve for forcing <del>them</del> her to do such a thing with such a filthy being. However, technically, they had filled the qualifications, they had kissed and... Made up... Kind of. Not trying to kill one another had to count, right?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>16-10-2014, 01:12:24</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br>Maeve hadn't meant it that way. Didn't angels and demons understand the concept of modern idiom? The answer was apparently not. It was much like watching a train wreck. Maeve knew it was horrible or at least figured it out from their reactions, and yet she still couldn't look away. And when it was done, all she wanted to do was hide under the bed. Having one extradimensional being annoyed at her was problematic enough. And she had found a way to tick off two diametrically opposed beings simultaneously. The waitress silently berated herself for having a talent for this sort of idiocy.<br><br>Looking at both of them, back and forth, withering under their glares, and turning a brand new shade of red she never before thought possible, Maeve managed to squeak out, "Sorry... I didn't mean... that I wanted you two to... I really have to watch what I say don't I?" The joke at her own expense didn't seem to help things any. "Um, would it help to say that I'm really really <strong>really</strong> sorry?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Drake Valentine</strong> on <strong>16-10-2014, 03:33:19</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10592685#msg10592685">Quote from: Panthean on 14-10-2014, 01:05:05</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The center of the circle on the ground burned as smoke started to rise, and then a quick flash of flames erupted from it. It was rather small, and only lasted a second before being blown away, leaving ashes around it. After the flash, the figure of a girl appeared. A young looking girl with a tail. "And I was like, yo, give me some of those damn chips!" The girl blinked, and looked around as the smoke cleared. She looked on the ground, and after an angry groan she cried out, "Oh, dammit all! Not again!" She was dressed, if you could call it that, in a red tube top and medium-length black skirt. No shoes, nothing else covering her body, and the two items that did were torn and tattered. She stretched out her wings, which seemed to grow strangely, to their full length, which wasn't all that impressive actually--her tiny wings were shorter than her arms.<br><br>She took a deep breath, and looked at Felix. He was young. And... what was that smell? It was a truly heavenly scent. Was he a virgin? Inexperienced, for sure. Summoning her, probably for sex, only... it wasn't the sad pitiful virginity stench, but... a pure, innocent one. Her smile faded and she raised a curious brow. What was a choir boy summoning a demon for? This probably wouldn't last long. Hell, he might just be practicing his exorcism, which... Dicidra preferred life in Hell so she wouldn't mind it even if it were a bit painful. "Felix Kaiser," she said. "You speak English? Or you gun' make me pull up that Latin shit?" There was something of a hiss to her voice, but not like a snake hiss, but a... an accent. A very strange accent for a demon to have. It was distinctly american, like some weird mix of the Southern, Valley Girl, and New York accents. "Sorry, I gotta introduce myself first, right?" She held out her hand to shake his. "I'm Dicidra, but feel free to call me the lazy demon bitch. Not really. You call me that, I'm gonna hurt you, but that's what my friends call me." As she rambled on, she pulled her hand away, and relaxed her wings and her posture. "Cept this one guy who calls me pillow princess from hell, which aint exactly inaccurate. Wach'ya want, sweetie?" She stepped closer to him, and leaned over just a little, putting a new smile on her face.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>That was the least bit expected of outcomes, enough to make Felix set up his guard. His eyes narrowed at the creature, a demon, why? What could of went wrong? His attention alternating from the creature to the circle and to the offering, noticing blood, his. His attention then drifting towards the dirty holy water as she begun to speak and prattle on about God knew what. Half of which he barely understood the other half, well, he hardly paid any mind to her. His gaze returning to her, scowling at the female, despite her rather ‘friendly’ demeanor. A handshake would be one of the last things he would give to a demon, his stance shifting as she approached, hopping backwards to maintain some space between the two of them. Demons couldn’t be trusted, this much he knew and that much was evident from what had happened in the mansion that he was outside of and that his group was handling.<br><br><strong>”A failure.”</strong> He finally stated, more so to the summoning than to her, but she could take it for whatever it was worth at this point. Screams soon followed from within the mansion, never a good sign and it was not the wails of an individual being exorcised. No, those cries were human, clergy; something had went wrong within that building, Felix wasn’t sure what at this point. There was also the other problem before him, he suppose he could go about making another circle, but he had little to offer for summons. The thought of calling another demon wasn’t that appealing either since there was no knowing whether or not the creature would be any better or worse than her or the one that they were investigating presently. <br><br>At least, he would make sure to put her to some use, even if it killed her. He decided to not go over the theatrics of expectations, he did expected many things, she just didn’t meet any of them. <strong>”You are to deal with that.”</strong> He went on, addressing the sounds, pointing towards the mansion where the wails came from. Some of which were inhuman others that were of anguish. As much as he wanted to rush to their aid, he knew it would be just as suicidal, right now it was best to examine the situation from outside. If it broke through the barrier he set, he would just have to recalculate his plans and hope she was strong enough to stop it. As for pleasantries? Why, she wasn’t going to find many from him. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>16-10-2014, 04:02:17</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10599047#msg10599047">Quote from: Drake Valentine on 16-10-2014, 03:33:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">That was the least bit expected of outcomes, enough to make Felix set up his guard. His eyes narrowed at the creature, a demon, why? What could of went wrong? His attention alternating from the creature to the circle and to the offering, noticing blood, his. His attention then drifting towards the dirty holy water as she begun to speak and prattle on about God knew what. Half of which he barely understood the other half, well, he hardly paid any mind to her. His gaze returning to her, scowling at the female, despite her rather ‘friendly’ demeanor. A handshake would be one of the last things he would give to a demon, his stance shifting as she approached, hopping backwards to maintain some space between the two of them. Demons couldn’t be trusted, this much he knew and that much was evident from what had happened in the mansion that he was outside of and that his group was handling.<br><br><strong>”A failure.”</strong> He finally stated, more so to the summoning than to her, but she could take it for whatever it was worth at this point. Screams soon followed from within the mansion, never a good sign and it was not the wails of an individual being exorcised. No, those cries were human, clergy; something had went wrong within that building, Felix wasn’t sure what at this point. There was also the other problem before him, he suppose he could go about making another circle, but he had little to offer for summons. The thought of calling another demon wasn’t that appealing either since there was no knowing whether or not the creature would be any better or worse than her or the one that they were investigating presently. <br><br>At least, he would make sure to put her to some use, even if it killed her. He decided to not go over the theatrics of expectations, he did expected many things, she just didn’t meet any of them. <strong>”You are to deal with that.”</strong> He went on, addressing the sounds, pointing towards the mansion where the wails came from. Some of which were inhuman others that were of anguish. As much as he wanted to rush to their aid, he knew it would be just as suicidal, right now it was best to examine the situation from outside. If it broke through the barrier he set, he would just have to recalculate his plans and hope she was strong enough to stop it. As for pleasantries? Why, she wasn’t going to find many from him. <br><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Dicidra looked at him, and then up at the house. She could sense another demonic presence, and as luck would have it, it was quite a bit weaker than her. She thought about it for a moment, and then looked back at Felix. For a moment, she tapped a finger to her chin, and then she looked down, and around at the symbols drawn on the ground. It wasn't exactly a well-known language among demons or angels, but she did know it enough to read a good portion of it. "Ahh," she said suddenly, smiling at Felix. "Sorry, no can do!" She smirked and sat down on the floor, smug. "You know what spell you used here? It doesn't work in your favor right now, boy. Here, you see this?" She pointed to the symbols in the ring, and summed up its contents. "This is a summoning circle, and these are summoning markings. But this over here..." She pointed to the other side of the circle. "This is part of a binding ritual, and according to the fine print, such is woefully... incomplete, I'm afraid. I'm not fully bound yet. Which means I aint gotta do jack shit!" She stuck her tongue out at her summoner. "Oh, and... in about an hour or so, even the summoning will wear off completely if you don't complete the binding, and I'll be on my merry way. So... <em>master</em>." She said it mockingly. "You want me to deal with your demon problem, you'll have to complete the ritual. I'll tell you how, but only if you... you look catholic. Only if you swear to your God that you'll do a favor for me in return." It was a bit of a gamble. She didn't know if this summoner knew what he was doing or not. If she could get a blank check from the summoner, that was a win. "And you may want to hurry, boy. I hear your friends screaming."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>16-10-2014, 04:07:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/OcqdWga.png)</div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10596605#msg10596605">Quote from: Idlewyld on 15-10-2014, 06:19:55</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br>Clothilde stood up, trying to stay calm, but a red face and quivering wings gave her away. "Well... I've never really kissed anyone myself either. You know... except when you bound me, Mistress Alex... But to kiss just to kiss... I guess... We can try it... &nbsp;She took a deep breath, held her hands behind her back, closed her eyes, and leaned in towards the bespectacled human girl.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Alex looked at Clothilde. Her heart was pounding and she could feel her stomach seem to drop, sinking below her knees even. Anxiety was building up even more now. Her first kiss... with an angel? With a girl? This wasn't what she was expecting. But... it was good, right? That'd be awesome, something most people only dream about. She closed her eyes slowly, and leaned toward her summon. First contact missed. She pressed her lips against Clothilde's nose, and, realizing her error, suddenly moved down to smack their lips together. Now flustered, she started a little too strong, not wanting to seem inexperienced or foolish though she just admitted to such. She pushed her tongue out and into Clothilde's mouth, and hugged her tightly, and quite suddenly too, not knowing what exactly to do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>16-10-2014, 04:39:16</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10599149#msg10599149">Quote from: Panthean on 16-10-2014, 04:07:28</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/OcqdWga.png)</div>Alex looked at Clothilde. Her heart was pounding and she could feel her stomach seem to drop, sinking below her knees even. Anxiety was building up even more now. Her first kiss... with an angel? With a girl? This wasn't what she was expecting. But... it was good, right? That'd be awesome, something most people only dream about. She closed her eyes slowly, and leaned toward her summon. First contact missed. She pressed her lips against Clothilde's nose, and, realizing her error, suddenly moved down to smack their lips together. Now flustered, she started a little too strong, not wanting to seem inexperienced or foolish though she just admitted to such. She pushed her tongue out and into Clothilde's mouth, and hugged her tightly, and quite suddenly too, not knowing what exactly to do.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Though she was trembling with expectation, Clothilde wasn't quite sure what to expect; but she was certainly surprised when she received a kiss on the nose. Her cooing went up into interrogative registers as she tried to make sense of it - perhaps humans had developed some new rituals of affection when she wasn't paying attention. But her mistress quickly corrected the situation and moved due south to the correct location.<br><br>As with the first time, the angel found the contact with her Mistress's lips to be sweet and warm, infused with a happy sort of feeling, and infusing her with it in turn. And then her human pressed forward into unexplored territory, her hands deep through the angel's wings onto her back, and her tongue even more deeply into her mouth. And this too, she found to be quite the unexpected delight. There was something that deeply attracted her to Alex. She figured it might be a side effect of the ritual that bound them together. Or maybe the initial summon that brought her here chose her because she would be very compatible with the girl. Or maybe she was just very good at kissing. Whatever the reason, Clothilde was thoroughly enjoying the experience. Alex's lips were soft and inviting, her tongue felt smooth, wet, and silky against her own, and her mouth was fragrant and tasted minty with just a touch of cherry...<br><br>Fwip!<br><br>In an instant, Alex's left ear was adorned with a cherry blossom, and the right strap of her tank top was no longer there to adorn her shoulder. Pulling away for a second, Clothilde was suddenly all embarrassment and apologies. "Oh, Mistress! I'm sorry. It was just that when you were kissing me, my powers went out of control. It happens on occasion when I'm excited."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>16-10-2014, 05:07:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/OcqdWga.png)</div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10599237#msg10599237">Quote from: Idlewyld on 16-10-2014, 04:39:16</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br>Though she was trembling with expectation, Clothilde wasn't quite sure what to expect; but she was certainly surprised when she received a kiss on the nose. Her cooing went up into interrogative registers as she tried to make sense of it - perhaps humans had developed some new rituals of affection when she wasn't paying attention. But her mistress quickly corrected the situation and moved due south to the correct location.<br><br>As with the first time, the angel found the contact with her Mistress's lips to be sweet and warm, infused with a happy sort of feeling, and infusing her with it in turn. And then her human pressed forward into unexplored territory, her hands deep through the angel's wings onto her back, and her tongue even more deeply into her mouth. And this too, she found to be quite the unexpected delight. There was something that deeply attracted her to Alex. She figured it might be a side effect of the ritual that bound them together. Or maybe the initial summon that brought her here chose her because she would be very compatible with the girl. Or maybe she was just very good at kissing. Whatever the reason, Clothilde was thoroughly enjoying the experience. Alex's lips were soft and inviting, her tongue felt smooth, wet, and silky against her own, and her mouth was fragrant and tasted minty with just a touch of cherry...<br><br>Fwip!<br><br>In an instant, Alex's left ear was adorned with a cherry blossom, and the right strap of her tank top was no longer there to adorn her shoulder. Pulling away for a second, Clothilde was suddenly all embarrassment and apologies. "Oh, Mistress! I'm sorry. It was just that when you were kissing me, my powers went out of control. It happens on occasion when I'm excited."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Alex gasped in surprise as she suddenly felt her tank top faltering, and pulled away from the kiss just as quickly as Clothilde. Face flushed, she held up her shirt, and turned quickly away from her summon. "It's fine, it's fine!" she insisted as she scampered off towards her bedroom. "I'll put on something else, don't worry about it." After a few moments, she returned from her room, wearing a plain white tee shirt, and flopped back onto her couch. "Let's just... be extra careful about you and your magic from now on, okay?" She liked the kiss though. She knew it was awkward but she wanted more, but she didn't want to sacrifice anymore of her clothes for the sake of the endeavor. Her cheeks were still pink, and then she noticed the flower, and smiled happily at the angel. "I have parents too," she said. "Oh... the wings and... oh my goodness!" She quickly hopped up, and headed back into her bedroom. "Come here, Clothilde! We need to find something more appropriate for you to wear. And... can you hide your wings at all? You need to look human as much as possible!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>16-10-2014, 05:19:54</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br>"Worry not, Mistress Alex," the angel responded as she walked in the room. "My wings are only visible to you and the few other humans who are capable of summoning. And other angels of course. And..." Her voice went down to a whisper. "Demons." She seemed almost scared of the last word. "But if you wish me to wear something more compatible with the environs I could..." <br><br>She stopped for a second. No - magical wardrobe changes were easier, but they had that side effect that seemed to cause her Mistress so much distress. "...do with your expert advice."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Panthean</strong> on <strong>16-10-2014, 05:32:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/OcqdWga.png)</div><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10599349#msg10599349">Quote from: Idlewyld on 16-10-2014, 05:19:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br>"Worry not, Mistress Alex," the angel responded as she walked in the room. "My wings are only visible to you and the few other humans who are capable of summoning. And other angels of course. And..." Her voice went down to a whisper. "Demons." She seemed almost scared of the last word. "But if you wish me to wear something more compatible with the environs I could..." <br><br>She stopped for a second. No - magical wardrobe changes were easier, but they had that side effect that seemed to cause her Mistress so much distress. "...do with your expert advice."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Alex pulled out a sky blue tee shirt, white skirt and a bra, and handed them over to Clothilde. "Yes," she said. "Wear these from now on, and... in fact, feel free to go through my wardrobe. I'm sure you have some kind of magic that can change your clothes, I know, but if it means making mine disappear... I'd just prefer you used your magic only when absolutely necessary or just when I tell you to." As she spoke, she sat on the bed, and then snapped her fingers, springing up and going into another drawer. "Panties!" she said. "If you're wearing a skirt, you'll need panties..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>17-10-2014, 01:08:40</strong>
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				(http://ruajuju.files.wordpress.com/2013/12/4bb2d540gw1dwpob3pqqhj.jpg?w=640)<br><br>After the short kiss, Salathiel felt both uncomfortable and humiliated. Looking away rapidly, he murmured faintly in response to Aderia's last remark, "I'm not..."<br>Usually he would have come up with a better reply that that, being less talkative than his usual self, but he was still having trouble processing the circumstances. He stepped away, briefly lifting a hand to telekinetically raise the sword that had fallen behind him, up from the ground, and once more to its scabbard at his side.<br><br>"It's too late now, Maeve..." Salathiel replied, his voice oddly inflectionless. That tone belied the thoughts going on within his mind. <em>It seems that whatever respect I possessed for that mortal's bravery earlier is gone, now, or at least outweighed by her foolish thoughtlessness. First was summoning that demon as well as me, and second was ....was...</em> that.<em> I never expected a mortal to sully my purity by ordering me to kiss a demon... </em><br><br>Here the angel stood, it seemed, bound to the will of a heedless mortal, forced to obey her, alongside a demon. Bit by bit, Salathiel's original belief that this debacle would be nought but a brief affair, had been ground into the dust. With the increasingly unanticipated series of events, he had little clue what would happen next.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>17-10-2014, 03:50:02</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/clothilde_zps6d8b32de.jpg)<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=214873.msg10599377#msg10599377">Quote from: Panthean on 16-10-2014, 05:32:34</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/OcqdWga.png)</div>Alex pulled out a sky blue tee shirt, white skirt and a bra, and handed them over to Clothilde. "Yes," she said. "Wear these from now on, and... in fact, feel free to go through my wardrobe. I'm sure you have some kind of magic that can change your clothes, I know, but if it means making mine disappear... I'd just prefer you used your magic only when absolutely necessary or just when I tell you to." As she spoke, she sat on the bed, and then snapped her fingers, springing up and going into another drawer. "Panties!" she said. "If you're wearing a skirt, you'll need panties..."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Yes Mistress, Alex. I'll try my best to refrain." Clothilde looked with interest as Alex pulled out the outfit for her. More than anything, she seemed interested in how the fabric felt, testing each on her fingers and making approving coos. "It is so kind for you to provide this for me. But..." she blushed a little, "is it necessary to provide undergarments for me? I am wearing my own of course, and others will not have the opportunity to see them if I am wearing these clothes of yours above them. But I suppose you would have to judge as to whether my underwear meets earth standards or not..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 16:50:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Aderia sighed, leaning her head back, looking up at the roof. <strong>"What's done is done, let it be a lesson for later"</strong>&nbsp;It wouldn't help going around being angry about it, despite how much Maeve deserved that slap. She bent forward, mostly to tease the angel, and let out about half the water in the tub, before filling it again with hot water, since it had probably gotten a bit colder while they were out of the tub talking.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Aderia stepped back in the tub, pulling Maeve along with her, before lowering herself down into the water with her hands tied around Maeve's waist, making the girl rest back on her own chest. She looked over at the angel, frowning slightly. <strong>"Hanging around while women are bathing? You really are a pervert, aren't you?</strong> She said to him, the frown turning into a teasing smile. At this point, there wasn't really anything either of them could do to hurt the other, so it was perfectly safe to tease him, at least in her mind.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 19:11:47</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br>Maeve's shock and shame had not worn off yet. Salathiel's tone had pretty much sealed the idea that what had happened was nothing short of catastrophe for both her summons, though the demon was taking it far better than the angel had. At any rate, she was in no position to refuse either's request, though she was beginning to learn that complying with the one would inevitably disappoint the other. And so she let Aderia bring her back into the bath, her towel left aside on the floor as she entered the water and was pressed back against Aderia's smooth skin and titillating chest. Still, looking up apologetically at the holier of her two servants, she did manage to offer, "Sal - I know this is... really difficult... but I'll fix this for you, even if it's the last thing I do. I promise." In asmuch as she could meet his gaze, her eyes conveyed sincerity and determination. These were more than her servants. They were her friends. Though she hadn't really known exactly how that happened, or how reciprocal the feeling was (she doubted that either were feeling particularly warmly towards her right now.)<br><br>"Um... but... maybe you should leave the bathroom for a bit. You know... it might be uncomfortable for you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 23:46:53</strong>
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				(http://ruajuju.files.wordpress.com/2013/12/4bb2d540gw1dwpob3pqqhj.jpg?w=640)<br><br><br>Salathiel blinked, his attention suddenly whisked away from his thoughts, and once more to his surroundings. His face grew flushed once more, especially with Aderia's purposeful positioning, which remained visible at the corner of Salathiel's vision despite rapidly ensuing attempts to avert his gaze. After a few brief, futile attempts to come up with something to say, his mouth opening and closing ineffectually, he fled the scene, exiting the room with surprising speed. The door slammed shut behind the angel, and with that situation more or less averted, he sighed, faintly, from outside the now closed entrance to the bathroom.&nbsp; <br><br><em>This really is too much</em>, he thought to himself. Even if he was a highly skilled and obviously noteworthy angel who had been around since before humans existed, he wasn't supposed to deal with debacles of that sort. Nor could he. Not particularly gracefully, anyway. Turning his mind to the words Maeve said, he noted that she seemed honest in her desire to sort out the problems she had caused. She was, Salathiel decided, someone who was willing to do what she could to try and make things better for others. <em>Not too bad for a mortal, I suppose. Not that I care, or anything...</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>19-10-2014, 00:43:17</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br>With Salathiel gone, Maeve slumped in the tub, obviously still troubled. Without really looking at her demonic roommate, Maeve asked the question that had been the elephant in the room for some time now. "I'm really in over my head, aren't I Aderia? I mean... every time I try something, I end up digging us still deeper in trouble..." Her hands traced lazy circles in the water, covering for her lack of confidence at the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>19-10-2014, 00:59:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Aderia sighed, watching as the Angel left. <strong>"Well... Most would make the wise choice and get rid of one servant at this point... Angels and demons simply don't get along, it just doesn't work out. Personally, if I was in your shoes, I'd naturally kick out the angel, demons are just make so much more fulfilling servants..."</strong>&nbsp;Of course, she was trying to direct Maeve to favor herself more than the Angel, wanting the angel out of her life as quickly as possible. However, she doubted it'd work, Maeve seemed like she was a too kind of a person to favor one over the other, and Aderia suspected she would probably decide to either kick both of them back to their respective realms, or to keep them both, which would undoubtedly cause endless amounts of drama.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"However... It's your choice to make, how you want to deal with this situation. But yes, it would seem like the situation is worsening by the second. I'd advice to keep your tongue straight in your mouth and be careful when communicating with either of us, our bindings don't care for you human's silly ways to talk to one another, it will take the literal meaning of your words and put them into acts. This is the power you have as a summoner Maeve, so be careful about what you do"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>19-10-2014, 19:44:44</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br>"Power..." The word felt strange coming out of her mouth. For as long as she could remember, Maeve and her mother had been ships tossed about on the ocean. First when her father left, then through the hard times keeping the diner going, and now, with the cancer. The idea that she had access to forces that make most either laugh or tremble was still very new to her. And the awesome responsibility that now rest on her shoulders, along with the now proven capacity to screw it up was not lost on her. She'd have to review every move she made from now on, lest the next be the wrong one. Heck - she'd even have to be careful which songs she sang along to (Thank you so much, Nelly!) <br><br>But on the flip side - there was now so much she could accomplish. The way that Salathiel had said he could handle mother's illness, with no more effort than in buying groceries, had struck her. It was, to say the least, a temptation which again, had to be tempered with care. The first thing, she figured, was to ensure her two new roommates weren't constantly at each other's throats, because, just as Aderia had surmised, Maeve wasn't the kind of person to send only one of them packing, and she wasn't quite sure that she could send anyone packing anyway. Those binding effects she experienced were not simple parlor tricks. So.. she'd be careful. That's all there was to it. And once she had gotten a hold on what she could do, well, then... Then she'd start setting some things right.<br><br>But that was for later. For now, reaching for a bottle, Maeve looked back at Aderia and asked, "Do demons use shampoo? This is the cheap stuff, but it works well enough for me..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>19-10-2014, 20:28:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; The question if demons used shampoo or not made Aderia laugh a little, it just proved how little Maeve knew about Demons, and Angels for that sake. <strong>"I don't really need to bathe or anything, so no, Demons don't use shampoo. It's kind of like how you humans don't need sweets, but you still like them and eat them regularly anyways"</strong> She replied, though despite her words, she still snapped the bottle out of Maeve's hands and poured some of the shampoo into her free hand, before putting the bottle aside, before crawling in on Maeve. <strong>"Here, I'll help you"</strong> Aderia said, smiling as she spread the shampoo between her hands and started to rub it into Maeve's hair, making sure to get it well spread out before she dipped her hands in the water, picked up the shower head, and started to clean it out of Maeve's hair, all while resting in Maeve's crotch, their skin gently touching one another's. when she was done, she leaned over and picked up what seemed to be an equally cheap lotion and repeated the process, rubbing it into Maeve's hair before using the shower-head to clean it out of the young girl's hair.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"I wonder how he'll take it... I guess there's nothing to do about it, seems like you've made your choice, so as much as I hate it, I guess we'll just have to get used to it"</strong> Aderia said, her face only a few inches away from Maeve. She leaned in and stole a quick kiss from Maeve's lips before standing up and stepping out of the tub, starting to dry off her body with one of the two towels, the other one waiting patiently for Maeve. <strong>"Anything else you wish to talk with me about before we reunion with that fuckwit you summoned first?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>20-10-2014, 01:30:56</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maevesexy_zpsa68d365f.png)<br><br><br>For all the trouble she'd been through so far, as Aderia was bathing her, Maeve had to admit that it was nice to be taken care of. Besides whatever the reason, it was obvious she knew how to please a woman - something Maeve hadn't had a whole lot of experiencing in judging before. "No," she answered as she wrapped the towel around herself and threw on a robe, "I think that covers it for the moment. One of the more unnerving things about this is that I don't even know what I don't know..." After a pause, she added, "My mom's robe is over there for you to wear. I think Sal'd be a little more comfortable if you were wearing it."<br><br>Once that was taken care of, she made her way back into the main room and then smiled her hellos. "I suppose there's a lot to do, but it's late, so I think I'll be turning in. Um... I take it you two don't sleep, but should I make some sort of arrangements for the two of you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>20-10-2014, 17:46:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Mother's robe? Fat chance, nude was how all creatures were born, and despite having lived for quite a few centuries (Though not exactly maturing over that time...) She wasn't going to clothe herself for something as silly as to avoid an angel looking at her. It was the perfect opportunity to tease him a bit more as well. <strong>"Sure, sure"</strong> She replied, acting as if she was going to put it on, letting Maeve leave the bathroom before she did, entering the living room along with Maeve.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; As far as sleep went, she wasn't too sure about Angels, but when it came to demons, it brought her back to the sweets-analogy, with that while they didn't need to, they liked to. <strong>"I don't know about Mr. Holy over there, but demons don't need it, though it'll be hard finding something entertaining to do during the night, so I'll have a nap on the couch"</strong> Aderia replied, smiling while making her way over to the couch, passing Maeve, making it bluntly obvious that she had completely ignored the bath robe and went commando as humans liked calling it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 00:28:21</strong>
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				(http://ruajuju.files.wordpress.com/2013/12/4bb2d540gw1dwpob3pqqhj.jpg?w=640)<br><br>Salathiel turned when Maeve exited the bathroom, replying as she did, "If you wish.." <br>Aderia then made an appearance, the evidently well-endowed demon completely disregarding what Maeve had said earlier, instead choosing to appear completely unclothed, for some unknown reason. Since they weren't going to carry on fighting, the angel rapidly averted his gaze, clearly growing quite uncomfortable with the currently ensuing situation. For the time being, he embarked upon a studious contemplation of the nearby wall, doing everything in his power to try and pretend that there wasn't a unclad red haired demoness casually making herself at home in the room. Not particularly successfully.&nbsp; <br><br>Clearing his throat, Salathiel murmured, his voice at the same time annoyed and uncertain, "W-would you mind putting some clothes on? I know demons lack any sense of decency or proper morality, but still..."<br><br><em>This really is getting out of hand. If only Maeve hadn't gone so far as to summon a demon, like that demon and I were part of some kind of complete-the-set antique collection, involving the denizens of Heaven and Hell. Not that I have anything in common with a sinful being that also goes out of its way to be distracting.</em> Of course, Salathiel knew that the situation was never under his control to begin with, even if he didn't want to admit it. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 04:41:21</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maeve_zps05ebd769.png)<br><br>Maeve sighed as Aderia came out stark naked. Her newfound aversion to direct orders would obviously come with problems as well. Still she did the best she could and brought the demon a blanket. Or maybe it was for the angel's benefit. At any rate, she offered a "Sweet dreams, Aderia," and a peck on the cheek. Turning to the other extradimensional creature in the room, she remarked, "And for you..."<br><br>Leading him into the bedroom, she pointed him towards a comfy chair. "I know it isn't much Sal, but I think it should do. You... um... sweet dreams as well." And she kissed his cheek as well too. And then curled up in a ball and tried her best to figure out what she was going to do if she woke up tomorrow and it wasn't all just a dream.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>21-10-2014, 20:00:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Salathiel's request made Aderia nothing but laugh. <strong>"I know angels lack acceptance and are afraid of bodies, but still..."</strong> She replied as a slight parody of Salathiel's words, taking the blanket that was handed to her by Maeve, returning the kiss on the cheek, before moving over to the couch, planting herself down in it, wrapping the blanket around her. She took one of the pillows in the couch and placed it behind her head.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"One last tip Maeve, tell your Angel-friend that he isn't allowed to kill me, you've never told him not to, you just told us to cease there and then"</strong> Being killed in her sleep would simply be too disgraceful, she didn't care much if the angel tried to kill her if she got a chance to fight back.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>24-10-2014, 02:14:26</strong>
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				(http://ruajuju.files.wordpress.com/2013/12/4bb2d540gw1dwpob3pqqhj.jpg?w=640)<br><br><br>Salathiel was fairly grateful for Maeve's actions, and hospitality, though he said little, instead simply nodding in response to her good night. With all the kissing, it seemed he was beginning to get slightly used to it, and the last gesture by Maeve was dealt with a tad better than previously. At least, he didn't seem quite so uncomfortable, even with a minor thing such as that. The angel gritted his teeth at Aderia's comment, and decided not to give the remark the dignity of a reply. <em>That cretinous and barbaric demon certainly is irritating. How dare such a low beast deign to see herself as worthy of interacting with an angel such as I? If only she was dealt with, one way or another...</em><br><br>Taking the chair offered previously by Maeve, Salathiel took heed of Aderia's recommendation to Maeve. <em>Hmph. Seems like she's trying to cover the avenues in the binding magic's applications, that our somewhat thoughtless mistress would probably otherwise miss. However, there are always alternative strategies and moves that you cannot account for, demon...</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Idlewyld</strong> on <strong>24-10-2014, 05:50:17</strong>
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				(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l530/WyldeSK/maeve_zps05ebd769.png)<br><br>Considering Aderia's latest suggestion, Maeve couldn't help but feel like that poor idiot in the story who, stumbling across a genie and wishing for a million dollars, was crushed to death under the weight of a hundred million pennies. Apparently, there were always loopholes. So before she entered into deep slumber, she called out, "Sal, not that I think this is really necessary, but just in case, don't kill Aderia. That's an order." And then, slightly more loudly so that she could be heard in the family room outside. "Same goes for your Aderia. I order you not to kill Salathiel." That being done, she turned and wrapped herself in the covers, not particularly secure in the knowledge but still hopeful that perhaps she could get some sleep.<br><br>For a while at least. When 3 AM came, it would see Maeve softly sobbing into her pillow. The tears came about this time every night and for largely the same reason each time. She had gotten used to them, an old friend who she had to chase off during the day, but could be expected to return with a painful reliability. Even in a world filled with angels and demons, pain would always be a constant.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnette</strong> on <strong>27-10-2014, 18:10:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/mhmfIJ9.jpg)</div><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; Aderia wasn't the slightest convinced that Maeve's vague words would prevent the angel completely from killing her. Sure, it wouldn't allow him to directly walk up to her and stab her with his sword, but it would not protect her from indirect attempts, making something heavy drop on her or something along those lines, so she decided not to rely completely on Maeve and set up her own shields, just in case.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; <strong>"Sleep well Maeve"</strong> Aderia said while wrapping the blanket around herself before laying down on the couch. Shortly after, she called forth the defensive spells that she had up her sleeve. While she had her own competence fields, her competence level as a low-level demon was quite exceptional. Three layers of circles formed around the bed, the inner one in a bright, light blue color. <em>Ice Palace</em> Her own trump card, with the spell being a very high grade offensive/defensive spell, creating a barrier of nearly impenetrable ice around the user that tried to step inside of it. Outside of that, a complex blood barrier, and outside of that again, a mediocre smoke barrier that served more like a warning for whoever tried to get through.<br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; And with that, she entered the world of dreams, at least as far as a demon could get before being thrown out, into an empty and emotionless sleep. As satisfying as it was, it was very empty, not allowing the sleeper to feel much.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Soulbound - Ch 1: Bound To Serve</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Izaya Orihara</strong> on <strong>03-11-2014, 01:54:49</strong>
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				(http://ruajuju.files.wordpress.com/2013/12/4bb2d540gw1dwpob3pqqhj.jpg?w=640)<br><br>Salathiel acknowledged Maeve's command silently, not deigning to respond verbally unless necessary. Of course, it was fairly easy to come to the conclusion that indirect, subversive means were available to get around this binding order, be it from either of them. The angel had little doubt that Aderia was plotting her own malevolent schemes to bring about his own downfall, and that of the human who had summoned both him, and the demon. <br><br>It would surprise him little, especially with their traitorous tendencies. Salathiel, like Aderia, possessed defensive measures of his own, using rarely heard of Angel Magic, known to a few mortals as Enochian, in reference to Enoch, the biblical figure who was said to have been taken up and granted great wisdom, and perhaps to have become an angel. Returning to his usual mindset, suspicious and analytical of the other two residents of the building, with the demon more so in his mind, Salathiel set up a barrier pentagram centred on the chair in which he sat. Glyphs in that most mysterious of languages, along with bold letters showing the names of some more powerful angels, as well as several names of God, punctuated the intricately formed pentagram. <br><br>Thus, it contained both elements of Angel Magic, as well as the more well known magic known by the likes of king Solomon, who was reputed for his legendary wisdom. The spell itself would be relatively simple, with a flash of divine light sending more nefarious beings, such as demons, flying, and temporarily blinded. It would also alert Salathiel instantly, and the angel had more than enough confidence in his own abilities from that point onwards. Prepared accordingly, he closed his eyes, his mind travelling elsewhere to thing of matters regarding heaven and earth, and that which dwelt in both...<br>
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