Violetta duBois (May 24, 2011 6:20:56 PM)
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Nahuel Ramos (May 24, 2011 6:21:16 PM)
[ Your post. =P ]
Violetta duBois (May 24, 2011 6:21:34 PM)
(I thought it was your post?)
Nahuel Ramos (May 24, 2011 6:21:46 PM)
[ I led last time! ]
Violetta duBois (May 24, 2011 6:22:26 PM)
(Fine! *Sends a message down to the creative centre of her brain to wake up!*)
Violetta duBois (May 24, 2011 6:25:25 PM)
*The darkness lay thick over the room, like a blanket of night that made those blurring reality's fall away to leave this single moment alone. Arms and legs wrapped around him, hidden underneath the warmth of the covers, her eyes open wide as she looks into his, their faces a bare inch apart while the warmth of his body calls her in closer still.* I dreamt, or rather remembered. You were there Ar'siuqqa, it was an eternity ago and yet just yesterday at the same time.
Nahuel Ramos (May 24, 2011 6:32:21 PM)
I did, too. Beyond you and I. It seems that our shared dreams have flourished further in the root of my mind, and brought a deeper connection to previous incidents and understandings. *Ar'siuqqa parted her hair to the side, leaning forward and kissing her brow as he prepared to voice the next words to the Lammasu.* The plan was to craft Assassins that wouldn't hear cries for Mercy, wouldn't see things that stood between them and their charge. The targets were the seven greatest threats, and that appears to be you, Liaphon. Somehow the sentiments of pride one should feel are just a little bit overpowered by irritation at circumstance. *He sighed and leaned forward to kiss her once more, his lower lip between hers. Tongue slid into, and across her mouth.* After the crafting, all I can recall is when we were judged. When we had that last moment of cohesion before being cast into the Pit. The hounds were encased in a cage of liquid fire, stripped of their Syr, and thrown in along with the rest of us. *He spoke qu
Nahuel Ramos (May 24, 2011 6:32:26 PM)
quietly, as if remorseful.*
Violetta duBois (May 24, 2011 6:38:26 PM)
*Losing herself against the touch of his mouth, her tongue flicked out to run accross his lips even as he spoke; the palm of one hand cupping his cheek as her tangled limbs tugged one of his legs closer to her.* I understand, I think mon chere. You attempted to face me alone and that resulted in a bond that was unsought, one that sprung from nowhere. I could -feel- it's strenght, even in the memory. It frightened you as much as it did I, and so you searched for a way to end it, a creature that could severe the connection you had with me, one that could not be charmed or moved or influenced in the way that we influenced eachother no? Thus the Hounds, beings that felt no mercy, no lusts, no restraint or remorse.
Nahuel Ramos (May 24, 2011 6:43:28 PM)
There... were moments of remorse, and moments of bliss. Everything you'd said, everything we'd done... it'd all made sense. It all was perfect beyond compare. Like nothing I'd experienced, nor anything I'd gone through until finding you once more. Whether they were crafted before, or after we found eachother... I feel confident in stating that it was for one of two reasons. One, the realization that what we had couldn't last -- Which it did, or two, it was against my will. I cannot for the lives of me recall which came first. Which was a result, which was the root, and the fruit. *He sighed, and shook his head. There was a slight frown that spread across the Annunaki's expression, but he allowed it to drain off as he looked at the circumstances at hand. All said and done, he yet remained here with the Angel he was bound to, and she to him. Fate had twisted, dove, doublebacked and found its way to bring them back together. The Hounds were at their door, yet now, he had her and the understanding to handle the s
Nahuel Ramos (May 24, 2011 6:44:11 PM)
ituation at hand. The outward display was little more than a fade from a frown, to a smile... and a thousand more kisses washed between the minutes.*
Violetta duBois (May 24, 2011 6:51:02 PM)
*She shook her head, the silken touch of her hair running accross his shoulder as she slid up his body to look deeply into his eyes; hands running over his shoulders and back and arms as though she would assure herself that the here and now was real and would not be swept away in images of hatred and war once more.* I felt it Nahuel, somewhere deep within. Something happened deep underneath the ground between us, some bond that I cannot understand, though I think -then- that I did. It was not the fear that it would not last, that it could not last.... it was the fear that it could not be broken. Despite all that we believed and all that we did, it would be there. Do you not see? It is the reason I could not help but come here, why I had to be near you, why I needed to continue returning to your side. You did that, somehow back then, you forged something that still exists.
Nahuel Ramos (May 24, 2011 7:01:22 PM)
Are you complaining? *He gave a playful grin and laughed quietly, shifting to further entwine his body into hers. The open window overhead allowed the breeze to pour in and billow the drapes like sails over their heads, humidity yet lingering in the air. The heat of the day, lingering on in the Bayou long past sunset, had finally bled away and cool temperatures forced them to seek heat in one another. Crickets and wildlife of every shade and shape moved about outside, the half moon covered over completely by her clouds that seemed to blanket them reassuringly. The Malefactor cut off his heady speeches for at least a few moments and just basked in her. Light shifts that came with the wind carried focus across Violetta's cheek, down her throat. Across shoulder and down. Nahuel smiled, and laid before her as a lizard under the rising sun, absorbing in some of the Lammasu's perfection. Or, more likely, confirming to himself that this was all real.*
Violetta duBois (May 24, 2011 7:07:57 PM)
Oui. *She laughed softly, her head bowing so that her lips could run accross his throat and along his shoulder, tasting his skin, inhaling his scent. Pausing her eyes flick up and towards his own, the ghost of a smile lingering around her mouth.* Can you not see Ar'siuqqa how desperately I fight it, struggling to stop myself? *Her mouth moving back, teeth drag lightly over the side of his neck before sucking lightly upon the skin, hands ever shifting over him as though she could not stay completely still despite his calm.* Perhaps this is why I could never stay before. So many declared their love for me, so many wished to claim me as theirs and without even understanding why I found myself struggling to slip free from their grasp. Perhaps it was because deep within, some part of me remembered that I had already been claimed no?
Nahuel Ramos (May 24, 2011 7:13:25 PM)
Mmmh. Gaining consciousness, control, all after taking the first steps. Not recalling what came before. Unable to source the foundation. *His arm that was pressed against the bed beneath them slid under her frame and drew Liaphon up to his eye level, the opposing hand drifted down her hips as they laid there, laced together. Smile lingered on the corners of his mouth. Conscious thought, intelligent conversation above moans of pleasure came in sputtering bursts within Nahuel's mind, jarred and shaken by her physical advances.* There's no need to fight it back any longer. No requisite of railing against forces we now understand. I loved you then, I love you now, I'll love you whatever comes tomorrow. *He stared at her lips, breaking free only to look upward at the dotting of clouds moving overhead in the breeze. Her creations lingering over his. Fitting, all of it, the Annunaki thought.*
Violetta duBois (May 24, 2011 7:18:39 PM)
*She smiles at that, her lips dipping to taste from his once more while her fingers ran whisper light down his side. Stopping upon his hip they slide accross his stomach, fingertips touching at the precise point where he had felt her claws dig into him, where she had twisted them merely to see the look of pain upon his face, to hear him cry out in agony.* Non mon chere, you hated me then. Do you not see? That was the source of your torment, likely the reason why you created the hound that held my name within it, the fate of my death. You hated me as fiercely as I hated you and yet we were bound together.
Nahuel Ramos (May 24, 2011 7:46:19 PM)
There's little doubt we hated each other at one point, Liaphon. I'd heard stories of the Banner, heard rumors. I'd listened, mainly to details in order to grasp what you'd appear as, your prowess. What to look for. What to expect in a war against you. I'd originally assisted in the Hounds to hunt you down, wanting that feeling of finality for myself. Wanting to stand over your corpse, and move in towards Lucifer after savoring the last bit of life bleeding out of your body. So consumed. So completely consumed by the Bloodrinker's words, by the direction of the Ebon. *Nahuel shook his head, looking up towards the clouds again. When he spoke once more, it was with effort, and his eyes remained there.* So, so many times Lyricists talk of the Thin Line, obviously, between Love and Hate. I let it cloud my actions, my thoughts. My drive and my mind. Hate's a powerful thing. An emotion that gets things solved. Hot. Sadness, love, these are cooler. Sentiments that bring a person down to inactivity. Self pitying and m
Nahuel Ramos (May 24, 2011 7:46:36 PM)
moping on the part of Sadness. Wanting to flit lifetimes away with the one you love, on Love's part. I... I think I knew this, somewhere inside. So much needed to be done. The Ebon was being routed, and each member we lost under The Banner strengthened my hate, my resolve. *He continued staring at the moon, drifting in and out of sight from behind the clouds. Eyes appeared glassy at best as he continued, shrinkwrapped in tears.* When your claws wrapped 'round my heart, I knew what was in yours. The quiver in your stance, soil 'neath whispered. Told me what was in your heart. What your mind wouldn't admit, and what mine refused to. It... It wasn't until after we'd been... joined. Until after you... inspired such a change in me. I knew love for me rested somewhere in you, and there, with you... in the heat of that cavern... I realized the walls, bastions, towers and defenses I'd built in mine guarded something even I was unaware of. Love. The... The cause was inconsequential. We'd already lost, I just refused t
Nahuel Ramos (May 24, 2011 7:47:43 PM)
to admit it. The Ebon, I mean. *He leaned downward, looking her in the eyes once more. His pupils, framed by warm browns, searched her left, right, and left as he spoke, tears curling down his resting features.* I understood, no, KNEW you loved me. And I you, at that point. Consorts, placed on either side of a battlefield with conflicting ideals and thoughts. *He sighed, shaking his head and even chuckling.* The Creator has a fucked up sense of humor. *After pausing, he looked back into her eyes.* I took on the job, crafting the Hounds, to find you. To seek you out. Somewhere down, I knew you'd change me into what I needed to be. What I should have been. Forged? Mmmh, I forged our bond, after you inspired our love to flourish into what it should have been all along, Liaphon. I love -you.-
Violetta duBois (May 24, 2011 7:59:22 PM)
It's true then. *She whispers into the darkness, the shifting restless movements of her hands finally stopping mid caress accross his body. Her hands rising to rest upon his shoulders she pushes him backwards upon the bed, rolling atop him so that the fabric of the shirt she wore scratched lightly upon his bare skin. Looking down into his eyes, seeing him through the light of the moon above she focussed on that one aspect that seemed to matter so much more than all the rest, the thing that cut through the memories of war and violence and hate.* We are consorts Ar'siuqqa? That it what was bound between us? *Her lips dropping down to his cheeks she kissed at his tears, her words murmuring against his skin.* I felt the bond, felt it's power unlike anything I had ever know but... I could not be certain. Only now can I see it, earth and sky, beauty and strength, together we are so much more than we could ever be apart. *Pulling her face back she looks into his eyes, through the pain and regret and to the
Violetta duBois (May 24, 2011 7:59:39 PM)
very centre of him.* You claimed me before against my will mon chere, with such power and fury that I could not resist, you made me yours for eternity. Now, in this new lifetime, know that I give myself to you willingly. I am yours as I have always been.
Nahuel Ramos (May 24, 2011 8:03:13 PM)
[ Good place to fade, and I should prep lunch for the crotchspawn and work. Assume hours and hours and hours of wondrous lovemaking? =) ]
Violetta duBois (May 24, 2011 8:03:43 PM)
(that works :) only you have to post first next time we play :P)
Nahuel Ramos (May 24, 2011 8:04:13 PM)
[ *Laughs* Deal. ]
Violetta duBois (May 24, 2011 8:04:33 PM)
(Go be super dad :) )
Violetta duBois (May 24, 2011 8:04:40 PM)
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