Maya De La Cruz (Apr 28, 2011 11:59:41 PM)
I am concerned, because if they are not after us, then who are they after? That is what we need to discover...
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 12:00:53 AM)
You are right Kianara. *She nods her eyes constantly shifting and changing as they look from her friend to the molten iron form of Ar'siuqqa before her. The request a thing of beauty in and of itself as she refuses to use the language of mortals in this form, instead enochian rolling from her lips, a memory of a time long past.* There is one who is allied to us both who lives within the swamp Ar'siuqqa, may I call him out to your property to meet with us so that we may ask him what he knows of this and warn him of the possible danger?
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 12:06:24 AM)
Those iron lids blinked, as if becoming fully aware that he was being addressed. Nodding, the Malefactor gave consent and turned from the guise of Liaphon, almost pained by it. The Kishtar took one more deep inhalation of the wreckage, noted it's place, and started trekking back towards his home.
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 12:07:30 AM)
*Raising up in the air, she followed Nahuels lead. A beacon of light against the darkness, the clouds overhead slowly began to part, allowing small glimpses of the stars and even gentler light of the moon to begin to shine through.*
steev (Apr 29, 2011 12:08:57 AM)
[[ok guys that isall for now hope you enjoyed... if you want to look into it at all or anything throw it on your scene request thread or fpm me]]
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 12:10:02 AM)
[ Thanks Steev. And you know it, especially now. ]
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 12:10:03 AM)
(ty :) Steev for your information, since he is the swamp lord, Liaphon is contact Armand and telling him all in warning)
steev (Apr 29, 2011 12:10:26 AM)
[[sounds good to me]]
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 12:10:33 AM)
[ thanks steve,]
steev (Apr 29, 2011 12:10:44 AM)
[[much welcomes... love you guys!! :D]]
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 12:15:11 AM)
Nahuel returned to his home, and tore the door from the hinges, as the frame and the door would both need to be replaced after that tirade. Checking on the Follower, he grunted something in Enochian that equated, roughly, to "Fuck." before turning to face where the women had followed behind.
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 12:17:42 AM)
*Violet steps around the side of the building, the blinding creature that was Liaphon once more clothed in the lovely skin of the mortal. Only now the enchanting voice of Violet, that magnetic presence made sense as it seemed suddenly clear that the pure force of the elohim within could not be completely contained and even the bare edges of her being could not help but tug at the senses. Speaking English once more, that pure Parisian accent touching yet again upon her words she looks to the house in question before her clear blue eyes return to Nahuel.* Your people are unharmed oui?
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 12:18:48 AM)
[ They are, Steev? Oui? Ahahaha. ]
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 12:21:42 AM)
- Kianira landed silently on her feet, her wings drawing in as she assument the mortal mein of Maya once more. she sighed softly, now worried about her friend and sometime employee as she moved to Violet.. Did you get a hold of Armand Violet?
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 12:22:46 AM)
Oui. *She nods to Maya with a reassuring smile.* He comes with his animals to look over the area that we just searched, he seeks to give them a trail or scent to follow and will share all the information he discovers with us.
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 12:24:30 AM)
- she looked visibly relieved - Good.. Now I need copious amounts of alcohol...
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 12:25:10 AM)
And we will need to talk Mi Amiga... but that will wait for a more .. setteld time
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 12:25:42 AM)
(Speaking of drinks...brb while I get one!)
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 12:26:36 AM)
Unconscious. *He turned from Luis inside, and once again faced Violetta. The heat quite litearlly poured off of the Malefactor as he strode towards where the two stood, several degrees warmer than being in direct sunlight as he came to a pause on the ground. Slowly, the ton of metal melted down into a near two hundred pound six foot two male once more. Nahuel rolled his shoulders again, rubbing forehead where horns had descended back into his skull.* The faster this is solved, the better. *He spat to the side, grunting something once more.* This close to my home. *Fingers tensed into a fist and the digits cracked.*
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 12:31:44 AM)
*She nods to Maya, her eyes filled with curiosity before she felt the heat of Nahuel approaching. A creature of the ocean, of waters and storms, she almost flinches from the thread of lava as it is brought so close to her; though her pride refuses to allow her to retreat and so instead she raises her chin a little in defiance of her own momentary cowardly impulse to step back and turns her blue eyes upon Nahuel to lock her gaze upon his.* Oui, we must understand what happened, though it seems more and more likely that we were not after all, the intended target.
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 12:36:48 AM)
That is the most disturbing part violet.. because if we were not the target, then who was? And do we report this to the court?
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 12:38:09 AM)
I'd have to agree. Though it's difficult to gauge anything regarding the situation, when the Hounds are little more than legend in most circumstances. We're trying to understand something that's naught but hushed tones and rumors. *He sighed somewhat, taking another three pain meds and clattering the bottle to the pair of them, in offering.* I'd think we should, especially given the nature of the Hounds, Kianira.
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 12:39:41 AM)
Soon. *She smiles at Maya, her head tilting a little to the side, understanding the world of politics all too well.* We are but newcommers to this court oui le petit'? What we report will likely be taken out of our hands. Let Armand see what he can discover first before we bring the others to Nahuel's door. *Her eyes shift between the two, her lovely voice strangely reassuring despite the dramatic turn the events of the night had taken.* We have a little time yet non mes amies?
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 12:45:38 AM)
- Sheshakes her head, her mind already at work figuring out the possible scenarios as she started to pace, it was something that Maya, nto so much Kianira did, so it must have been outof instinct instead of conscious thought- I do not think there is alot of time on this one... If I recall correctly... Once they were on a hunt, the object of said hunt never lived to tell the tale...I think maybe we should call someone tonight .. I would much rather err on the side of caution
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 12:46:46 AM)
Armand would still be able to protect what's his but what if they take a fallen and we hesitated to alert the court?
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 12:47:29 AM)
*She nods her hand reaching out to touch upon Maya's arm.* Oui le petit', but think, who better could the court send to investigate the wilds of the swamps than Armand? There is none other that knows these lands in the way he does, the very animals and plants themselves will speak to him.
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 12:48:08 AM)
We do, if tenuous at best. *He looked out towards the woods with a mood like death. Nahuel moved to check on the meat in it's smoker, then headed back to the front door, heading into the home. The door opened up to a living room of spartan decor, dealing mostly with the occasional skull, houseplants near windows that lacked blinds, and heaping amounts of technology. Computers, monitors with information and news tickers, all sorts. The furniture was exclusively leather, and overstuffed. One 60 inch television hung from the wall, and displayed something about insects. Nahuel, to his credit, moved back into the nearby kitchen. Open concept, there were few walls in the building and moreover spires and beams for load bearing structure. The Malefactor served up three highball glasses, regardless of whether or not Maya wanted one, each with bourbon on the rocks and a small cocktail of opiates at their bottom.
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 12:50:32 AM)
[ I just realized that he'd already offered meds. *Cough* ]
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 12:51:52 AM)
*Assuming that their somewhat infuriated host intended for them to follow, she links her arm through Maya's and begins to walk through the house. The dark hair wet, and soaking clothes dripping water upon the floor, she shivered lightly as she made her way through the house and towards the kitchen, her natural grace fighting against the drag and pull of her clothing with each step.* Give Armand one night to see what he discovers le petit', after that we will know better what it is that we face no?
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 12:53:21 AM)
(he did? When?)
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 12:53:37 AM)
[ as soon as they got back]
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 12:55:47 AM)
One hopes the Rabisu can net more information. Because at the moment, the soil doesn't have much to say. *He frowned, and after giving over the glasses, finishing those that were denied for himself if any. Nahuel looked down towards Violetta's frame and pursed his lips in a fashion that was obviously appraising.* I've got jeans, belts, general clothing if you'd prefer something dry, though nothing of the feminine persuasion. Don't mind the floor. *He looked towards Maya as well, and for a minute it dawned on the Malefactor that two staggeringly beautiful women were in his home, soaked. Idly, he chuckled about the almost Porn plot.* Shower's down the hall, another upstairs.
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 12:58:20 AM)
*The meds taken and placed upon her tongue, she reaches for her glass and raising to her lips throws it back. Closing her eyes for a moment she smiles as she feels the the fire of alchohol warming her from the inside. A slow dawning smile coming to her lips she nods with a smile to Nahuel.* Merci mon amie, if you have no objections I shall use the shower upstairs and borrow something dry oui?
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 12:58:24 AM)
[oh man LOL. if thats the case then shes showing more than she wants to she has on a white yoga tank - headdesk-]
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 12:58:44 AM)
.
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 1:00:49 AM)
Not at all. Closet's easy to find, take what you need. *Again he pursed his lips, chuckled, and the general morose, shitty attitude Nahuel cultivated seemed to bleed away entirely. He threw back his highball glass after giving a nod of approval to Violetta, and moved to an absolutely massive fireplace to prepare it for the pair's return.*
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Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 1:02:53 AM)
*The empty glass replaced she nods and starts making her way towards the stairs, water trailing accross the floor in her wake as she slips neatly up them and dissapears from sight. Soon afterwards the sound of running water can be heard, followed by the faint echoing sound of her lovely voice raised in song, the words french and meaningless, though it's sound seems to fill the house from one corner to the next.*
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Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 1:06:23 AM)
- She was so focused on the edict from her Liege, that she completely did not realize that she was even wet until her soaked clothing and flesh met with the air conditioner, causing her to shiver a bit.She stepped out of the door, murmuring her apologies as she took her hair down outside and squeezed it out. She then looked around for a moment and ducked behind the house, removing her top and wringing that out as well before she did the same thing to her shorts. It did take a minute to put back on but she didnt want to track more water into Nahuel's home-
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 1:08:39 AM)
Nahuel moved towards one of the rooms on the first floor, stripped down therein, and returned gingerly with a set of clothing that was deeply similar to what he wore before, though this time the colors were a little brighter shades of dark. Maya returned to find a set with a belt laid out on the bar of the open kitchen. The Kishtar moved to the overstuffed couch and collapsed upon it, flexing his fingers and stretching ligaments in general. Eyes were on the television, but periphery remained on the windows for anything that may come up outside. Luis was left strewn near the doorway, unconscious. Possibly as a punishment, possibly because Nahuel's mind rested on rumored creatures and or breasts. A rhythmic flipping of channels ticked off as a sort of OCD measure.
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 1:12:09 AM)
*Returning down the stairs wearing simply one of Nahuel's shirts, the garment seems far too large for her and hits her mid thigh, in fact longer than her skirt had been. Her hair towel dried and no longer dripping water she looks accross the floor with a little wrinkling her nose. A mischievious smile making it's way to her lips, the touch of her essence runs through the house as the little puddles of water begin moving towards one another, finally gathering in size and speed as they start to trickle, apparently of their own will out of the house. Watching them finally leave through the front door she moves over towards the fireplace and sinks down before it, her long hair taken between her hands as she holds it up to the flames and waits for it to dry.* Nahuel? What did I just take?
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 1:12:19 AM)
(brb, kids home so afk for about 15 mins!)
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 1:14:23 AM)
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Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 1:15:08 AM)
- She got to the door adn took off her soggy shoes and socks, wringing them out as well before stepping in and right over the man that lay in the door way, she padded softly back into the kitchen almost groaning in relief at the dry clothing , she took them up walking to the living room - Gracias Nahuel.. - she ran up the stairs hoping there was some hot water left -
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 1:17:39 AM)
*He nodded to Maya as she bounced up the stairs, then looked somewhat lucid to Violetta as she closed the distance. Expression was mild, a far cry from what it once was. Nahuel also had another highball glass in his fingertips, relaxed on the couch.* About thirty miligrams of oxycodone. It's a nice, warm, mellow hit that comes on faster with the bourbon. Nothing terrible. *He shrugged gently, and seemed to relax even further. Though the Malefactor afforded cultivating glances towards the coming and going of beautiful women.*
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 1:18:19 AM)
*Landing and searching the area he would look towards the bent door. His radiant glow a sure sign of his nature as he walked closer to the house wearily. His steps careful and measured as he checked upon the safety of the women*
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 1:27:51 AM)
-Maya emerged after a time, feeling... odd like impending disaster was about to strike, but she shook it off and proceeded down the stairs , clad in another one of his shirts as she toweled dry her now curly hair with one hand, holding her soggy clothing in another- Nahuel, is there anywhere I can hang these to dry?
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 1:28:45 AM)
*Leaning into the busted door he would open it and look inside... calling out as he enetered* Maya?!.... Violetta?! ....
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 1:30:13 AM)
- Maya said nothing and simply moved into the kitchen opting to lay them out on the kitchen chair- Nahuel is this my drink on the table ?
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 1:30:33 AM)
Washer and dryer down the hall on the left. *And, at that, his buzz was completely interrupted. Nahuel gripped a sawn off shotgun that was in his sofa cushions and aimed at the door, more surprised at the exclamation than anything. But after a moment, it dawned on the Malefactor, he knew their names. There was a woozy shift of demeanor as the Argentinian realigned himself and nodded to Maya, relaxing somewhat.*
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 1:31:57 AM)
(back)
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 1:32:03 AM)
*Stepping in and seeing everything was cozy and fine he would shift to hsi mortal form and relax a bit adjusting the suit* Hey.... Sorry I thought there was some kind of trouble.... *nodding hello to the argentinian* WE have met before havent we?
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 1:35:18 AM)
*Nahuel was quite bviously inebriated. Driving level-ish, but any modicum of Empathy can state that he's entering a level state of intoxication and euphoria. He gave a momentary nod to Sebastian, recalling everything.* Right, right. Swore alongside. Et cetera. Bourbon, fridge, et cetera, all to your right. Welcome to my home. Kianira or Liaphon'd probably do a better path of explanation. And watch out for Luis. *He gestured towards the man on the floor, unconscious, and then collapsed back into the overstuffed sofa for channel flipping.*
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 1:35:52 AM)
- She took up the glass, and knocked back the contents. She slipped on that razor blade of emotion and was now bleeding, but the drink semed to dull the pain a bit, so she simply moved to where the washer and dryer were located, tossing her wet clothing into the washer adding soap and turning it on-
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 1:36:04 AM)
*Drying her hair by the fireplace she smiled a somewhat lazy expression, a stoned look to her blue eyes as she leans forward and deftly swipes Nahuel's drink when he goes for the shotgun. Sitting back up she sips at it, looking over to Sebastian curiously, wondering if he was a hallucination of some kind or had just magically appeared from the thin air.* How did you know we were here mon amie?
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 1:37:27 AM)
I followed your beacons... .the storms raged and lights shone and I was out and about not far away and so i came by to make sure you were ok... I can see now I was worried for nothing. *he smiled and strolled over to where nehuel had guided him looking for a drink*
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 1:41:36 AM)
- A soft sexy giggle was heard form the laundry area where the effects of the laced drink were hitting a life long drug free system. The host had never consumed drugs beyond an occasional asprin, and the feeling was quite new to her-
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 1:42:25 AM)
*swiping some pills and plopping them in the alcohol sebastian would join the party. A deep swig of hsi drink and then placing the empty glass on the counter* Did I miss anything good?
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 1:42:32 AM)
*He reached out for his glass, and looked genuinely confused when realizing it wasn't there. A moment passed, and he looked towards Violetta with a bit of a grin. Rising up, the Annunaki moved into the kitchen alongside Sebastian, nodding to the bottles and snifters about.* There's some various opiate derived meds on the top shelf. Mixes well with 'em, just know your limits. *And, with that, he flitted back towards the nine person L couch... pausing only briefly at the chuckle from the back room. Nahuel tilted his head, looked to Sebastian, then shrugged. The glass was half empty by the time he returned to the seat.*
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 1:44:39 AM)
*he would pour himself another... his hosts body used to a lifetime of abuse and make his way over to the couch. Plopping down onto it he would start to feel the effects slightly already and a heavy lid would come to his eyes. Leaning back into the soft cushions he relaxed as it seemed as though everything wasfine here*
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 1:45:19 AM)
*A sip taken of her drink she laughs softly as she is sprung, her sparkling eyes revealing her knowledge of having stolen it from him. Head tilting to the side at the sound of Maya's giggle she nods as she uncurls her legs from beneath herself and stands up, leaving the stolen drink on the coffee table.* Oui Sebastian, much happened. Only I must leave Nahuel to explain it all while I stop le petit' from becoming distracted by the appliances no? *The smile still on her lips, dazed look to her eyes she drfits from the loungeroom and down the hall towards Maya with a swaying step, as though she moves in time with some unheard music.*
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 1:45:26 AM)
[ Fuck, Nahuel's is going to be the resident Demon Crashpad Opium House. ]
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 1:46:02 AM)
[[seb does plenty of drugs too lol ]]
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 1:46:18 AM)
(Violet doesn't... but she IS willing to learn!)
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 1:46:55 AM)
*looking lazily over at Nehuel His eyes would not focus on the man and instead on the wall behind him as he began to seek out slow lazy patterns* So what happened man?
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 1:49:02 AM)
Oh, right. The dryer. Ahaha. That's adorable. *He grinned, looking towards Sebastian. A nod towards the one at his side. Somehow this seemed quite different than what he'd fantas.. imagined earlier. Suddenly the Malefactor sat with another male, discussing the events. Huh. Nahuel killed the drink and spoke a bit.* The Hounds of Tindalos. Or... Tindalos Hounds. Something. It's a vague recollection at best. Both Kianira and I recalled it at roundabout the same time. We had a warm, fruity air swing by the home, and my servant suddenly became a coiled cannon of sex. Subdued him, went after the source, and didn't find it. Recognized the tracks though. *He shrugged a bit.*
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 1:51:22 AM)
[ The dryer comment pertaining to the sexy giggles. Nahuel is slow. Player is not. This time. =3 ]
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 1:51:24 AM)
*he would nod lazily* that is aweful... at least none of you were the target right?
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 1:52:54 AM)
*Stepping around the corner and into the laundry, the long dark hair fell in damp loose waves only half dried from the fire. The near constant smile upon her lips, she leans a hip against the doorframe as she looks to Maya, one bare leg crossed over the other as she seeks the origin of the giggling.* Le petit'? Come sit by the fire oui? There are drinks and friends to speak with, I can even brush your hair by the fire if you like no?
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 1:53:34 AM)
- Vi would find Maya siting on the washer machine only clad in a shirt that went to slightly above mid thigh, trying to contact her Liege, but can't seem to get the name right so she starts saying it out loud ooosoooooool - another lil giggle- wait.. .. ooooooh the washer machine feels good on my .. Oooooooh hey Vi - yup shes tore up from the floor up-
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 1:54:28 AM)
Vi! you gotta try this.. feel it !
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 1:55:31 AM)
*She laughs at that, her blue eyes sparkling as she folds her arms accross her chest, and thankfully neither of the men were present as the little action pulls the simple shirt in all kinds of alarming direction.* Oui le petit', I also remember being a high school girl no?
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 1:56:18 AM)
- she hook her head- nope.. im going to stay in here and sit on the washer... I feel funny - she weaved holding her head-
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 1:57:46 AM)
Still there is no need to call Rohan mon ami, I am safe, you have none of you to worry for that. *She smiles and shakes her head.* Besides which le petit', Rohan has taken me into the most dangerous battles in the past and we always win. *She nods at the last comment, her smile seeming to grow with each passing moment.* Oui, likely what we have taken, it is only to be expected, but I must confess Maya, I have no desire to remain upright standing in the laundry no? Come, the washing machine can wait until later.
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 1:59:07 AM)
[ Just put the kid down. ]
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 1:59:23 AM)
- Her face got serious and she shook her head- No..i can't - she said softly-
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:00:28 AM)
*getting up from the couch after vi had taken so long he would stoll lazily into the laundry room. Leaning on the edge of the doorframe he would look at the two women. his eyes moving over slightly exposed bits forst before drifting to their faces* Hey.... you two ok?
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 2:00:36 AM)
*Nahuel rose up and moved towards the laundry room, curiosity getting the better and inebriation crumbling the walls of subtlety. He peered in and chuckled, grinning. On the other side of the door frame, he spoke.* The only downside is delayed orgasm, generally. So don't expect to cum. *He shrugged a bit.*
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 2:00:46 AM)
[ Ahahaha. As we all transition. ]
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 2:01:46 AM)
- She didnt look t him, she just sat there and bobbed and weaved- what was in that drink ..- she looked to Vi , yeah she was the safest bet -
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:02:27 AM)
Cela est ridicule et ne peut pas continuer, si quelque chose n'est pas fixe bientôt alors je vais devoir tuer quelqu'un et ce sera désagréable. *She sighs and throws her arms up in the air, sounding as frustrated as any such lovely creature can.* It is enough! Le petit' do not use the spin cycle or things will go badly. *She turns towards the two men, a litle flash of gaelic impatience in her eyes despite the lovely little buzz the drugs were giving her.* You! *She points to Sebastian.* You stay here. And you! *She poitns to Nahuel stepping towards him* You come with me.
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:04:02 AM)
*he would take a step inside the room a bit closer to her but not completely close as he looked maya in the eyes* I think she wants us to make up..... *his words a bit slow as his heavy eyes looked a bit past her*
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 2:04:13 AM)
*In that same sort of kneejerk reaction Nahuel had in pointing a sawn off shotgun at the doorway on Sebastian's arrival, Nahuel blithely followed along behind Violetta. Maybe it was the Soldier attitude again. Maybe he was just too drunk and high to object. Or maybe he just wanted to be behind the woman. Though a furtive glance was tossed at the undulating Maya once more before he left, grinning.*
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 2:05:17 AM)
- she refused to look at him just sat there staring at the wall - go away
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:06:09 AM)
*Retaking her seat by the fireplace she curls her legs underneath her once more, looking over to Nahuel as she appeared prepared to launch into a diatribe of one kind of another. His grin however stopped her, bringing that lazy stoned smile back to her lips as she reached forwards and for her drink once more.* You should smile more mon amie, I like this on you.
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:06:56 AM)
Nope.... This has gone on long enough.... time to end it for the betterment of us all. I am extendning the olive branch... *he would make his way to the dryer and sit on top of it... turning it on he would smile a bit* hey that does feel pretty good....
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 2:08:51 AM)
- she tried to slide down but did that whole skin screeching thing- ooooooooowww! - she moved from thelaundry room rubbing her ass-
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 2:09:57 AM)
*The grin perverted itself into a smirk as he went a mild shade of pink and reached for the remote once more, having never left his glass unattended -this time.- Nahuel shrugged a bit, tapping at the glass in his hand.* Helps slow down, forget. Relax. Stop the milennia of connotation and convolution, thought and threat. Of hell. Of war. Hard to laugh when you're going through what we're going through. This afternoon was just a firmer example of why I don't. *Though, the smile lingered.*
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:13:37 AM)
*Standing up she moved over to take a seat by his side, legs crossing as she reaches out a hand and takes the remote quite firmly from his grasp. Pointing it to the television she clicks it off and tosses it over onto the couch and away from him. Turning to the side she craddles the drink in her hand and looks to his profile, the memory of her smile still upon her lips, though her voice is soft and strangely serious.* After so long locked in a place where we felt nothing, experienced nothing, trapped with only our thoughts and our anger at the betrayals that had been heaped upon us one by one. After all that Ar'siuqqa, you must not numb what you feel, you must -revel- in it.
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:14:35 AM)
*when she left his brow would furrough for a moment... a bit of fury settling behind hsi eyes as he took a deep breath and let it go.Chosing to blame the snub on intoxication rather then the slapping aside of an open hand* He would remove himself from the dryer and shut it off. Stepping out of the laundry room he would make his way back to where they sat.* I can see my concern was a mistake... I will take my leave before my pride forces me to do things I may regret.
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 2:17:51 AM)
We served different purposes, Banner. We hold different accolades. I... *Nahuel shook his head and reclined into the cusp of the edge of the L on the couch, looking across at the woman. He seemed to be maintaining a symbiotic level of euphoria and general relaxed, smooth arousal stirred with emotional intelligence. A strange combination. Fingers ran across the stubble on his chin as the Argentinian chose his words visibly.* I don't know. It was a long time. It's been a long time. Long time to think, too much time. It's not the feel I avoid, it's the thought. The feel... that's... Reveling in the feel of it was what drove me to the head on our charge. This, *He tapped the glass again and slid a socked foot between the top and bottom cushions, where the fabric was still cool. Bullshit innocent gesture, of course. It just opened the man to the woman.* This is what I do to clear my head. All this brilliance is maddening. *He grinned, lopsided.*
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 2:17:57 AM)
- she tured to turn and look at her now chapped ass,btu she turns in a circle until she got dizzy and fell to the floor on said ass where she laid back giggling -
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:21:22 AM)
*The grin was echoed on her own lips as the drew upwards and into a brilliant smile, her mouth opening to answer before the sudden entrance of Sebastian in his anger and the sound of Maya falling in a fit of giggles intruded upon her attention. Her eyes blinking as she tried to absorb all the many fragments of information she looks to Sebastian first.* Mon amie I do not think any of us are in a state to go anywhere no? With the way my skin tingles and the room continues to sway it seems best that we all impose upon Nahuel's generosity, for I do -not- wish to find a new host again.
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:21:52 AM)
If I stay I will end her for insulting me as if
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:23:14 AM)
I am some dog, or thing beneath her contempt.... I wished to make peaceand yet she wishes only to insult. I will find my way... stay here and be safe. I will speak with you again soon Nehuel... *he would make his way towards the front door... the obvious fruy seeming to rise off of him like the humidity off a city street*
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 2:24:18 AM)
There's rooms situated to relax if you prefer privacy from each other. *He spoke, but eyes didn't leave Violetta.* Liaphon makes a firm point. *Nahuel shrugged mildly and took another sip, feeling slightly uncomfortable without the background noise of his beloved technology. It wasn't until the departure of Sebastian hit off that he frowned and turned to face the departing man.* ... Pity. What went on between them?
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:24:46 AM)
Si cela continue plus longtemps il ya de bonnes chances Je terminerai vous deux. *She sighs and passes Nahuel her drink as she stands again and holds up a finger.* One moment Sebastian, just one more. *With that she starts towards the giggling devil on the floor, her hips swaying rather more dramatically as the intoxicating mix continues to work through her system. Crouching down beside Maya she shakes her head a little.* Le petit', come, stop giggling. You must speak to him, you do not wish to be like James no?
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:25:46 AM)
*Her head shaking a little her face turns to the side, hair falling over her features as she reaches out a hand to steady herself.*
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 2:25:55 AM)
- she giggles- I am nto like james and you insult me Violet.. Am I not allowed to feel as I do ?
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 2:26:20 AM)
itold you i will get over it..but you keep dropping him in my face every 5 mintues its kinda hard to do
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 2:26:28 AM)
- i need space
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:27:42 AM)
*She sighs and stands clearly dissapointed, as she shakes her head to clear it.* I am too intoxicated to do any more, you must each do as you will.
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:28:33 AM)
Was that moment enough violetta? I extend the hand of peace and she will not even say two words... it is an insult i will not tolerate...
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 2:28:44 AM)
- she rolled to her kees, the shirt up to her waist, chapped ass out ashse struggled to her feet.. Ill leave...
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:28:56 AM)
(Oh and Nahuel pm)
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 2:33:24 AM)
*The Annunaki shrugged and turned towards the television once more, leaving the conflict of the pair which he knew nothing about. What a fucking buzzkill. Oddly enough it was a detail on how Cichlids deal with eachother in a mating standpoint, and the general habits they cultivate. Nahuel grunted, but faded into a sort of an opiate haze once more, still smiling a bit.*
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:34:58 AM)
*Swaying her way back over to the lounge she sinks into it and shakes her head, reaching out for her drink once more as she reclaims it from Nahuel.* It is supido the way that these mortal minds influence alliances non? It is all foolishness, and you endanger all alliances with it mes amies. I would say more but I am too interested in watching the fire and enjoying my drink.
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:35:47 AM)
*he walked over to the couch since she was going to leave. PLopping down and relaxing out* Hey I tried....
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 2:35:52 AM)
- she staggered to the dryer, grabbing her clothes, peeling off her shirt tugging on her clothes before she staggered towards the door , tripping over the man still laid out inthe foor andtumbles right on out of the door -
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:38:27 AM)
(brb)
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:43:30 AM)
(and back)
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:43:34 AM)
(lol)
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:43:45 AM)
[[wb]]
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 2:44:03 AM)
*Upon Violetta's return, he nodded to the jist of what she said. Nahuel had taken another three steps backward in pace, and was completely relaxed at this point. He flicked off the television and lounged languid into the overstuffed leather cushions, listening to the crackle of fire with a gentle, barely open eye remaining on it.* Is what it is. Some conflict never dies. Some aren't content without it. I have to admit my faults in that field, though my conflict is generally physical, or at odds with onesself over personal endeavors and craft.
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:45:42 AM)
Some of us seem to draw conflict from alldirection by mere presence... *he leanedback in the chair with a slouched posture and easy dulled casualness to the entirety of his being. Every muscle relaxed and at ease as they talked* Though in the end... who gives a fuck right? *smirking a bit*
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:46:47 AM)
*Her eyes drifting to the fireplace she sips at her drink and watches the flickering flames, a little sigh escaping her lips as she tries to recapture that comfortable feel of the moment before. Sliding down a little lower in the couch she places her feet on the edge of the coffee table, knee's bent as she continues to watch the flames over to the top of them.* Oui, only it seems foolish to let small things come in the way of eternal alliances no? We bicker and argue over petty things when the great war is still upon us and.... *She trails off her head tilting to the side as her thoughts move in a completely different direction.* Nahuel may I smoke in here?
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:48:44 AM)
Dude... I brought her fucking ass outta hell and she's gonna give me shit over some crush she has? Like seriously? *his entire way of speaking seeemd altered... a slight ghetto tinge to the words as his hosts style of speechslipped through in his inebriated state* That shit's fucking rediculous.....
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 2:49:02 AM)
Not at all. Adds to the ambience, but keep it to something that actually smells good. Here, actually. Hold on. *He quite literally slithered from his location to an end table and plucked up a box of cigarellos. Returning with the box, he handed it to the woman and once more sank into the couch, shrugging mostly at the general direction of the conversation. Quickly, the mood of the Malefactor was turning towards fading in and out of consciousness.*
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 2:49:56 AM)
[ I'll be back. ]
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:50:49 AM)
*Opening the box she takes one out and places it between her lips, lighting the tip and taking a moment to appreciate the cheery red glow at the end before tapping the lid closed and laying it by her side again, somewhat relieved that getting up and searching out her bag was not necessary.* Oui, it becomes ridiculous. *She waves her hand holding the cigarillo in it, fascinated with the trail of red light it leaves.* All of it.
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 2:51:23 AM)
- She finally made it to her car, buy now her knees are bloody and such, but she realizes that she cannto go anywhere , she she slides into the car, finally making contact she listends to her lieges words, following his insructions -
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:53:02 AM)
*he nodded then* dude can i get one of those? *not waiting for a response from nehuel he would lean forward and get himself one. Lighting it up and taking a deep slow puff*
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:55:44 AM)
*finally settling back into the couch he would close his eyes for a long moment... falling asleep and curling up where he lay*
Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:55:52 AM)
[[ok im heading out guys... night]]
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:56:36 AM)
*Her head falling backwards she exhales aromatic smoke up to the ceiling above a smile making it's way onto her lips.* Still though it is somewhat funny in an ironic way. All the powers that we have, our majesty, our deeds our plans for the future and... *She looks over to the side at Sebastian, a little chuckle given as she realises he has fallen asleep.* Never mind mon amie.
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 2:57:05 AM)
- once she did what she was supposed to do , she started up the car and took off headedback to the city-
Maya De La Cruz (Apr 29, 2011 2:57:07 AM)
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Sebastian Garza (Apr 29, 2011 2:57:12 AM)
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Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:58:18 AM)
(ohhhhh-kay)
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 2:59:09 AM)
[ Back. ]
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 2:59:43 AM)
(lol wb)
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 3:04:05 AM)
*Her head swinging to the other side and the man who sits there, she smiles that lazy stoned expression and looks to Nahuel. Partly amused by her friends antics and partly fighting an urge to strangle them, finally pure amusement wins out as she half expects him to be asleep also.* Are you still awake mon amie? I think the pangs of love lost are over for a little while.
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 3:04:37 AM)
Part human. For better or for worse. *He shrugged a bit, and leaned back into the sofa a little further. Plucking one of the cigarellos for himself, Nahuel took a deep drag off of the rolled tobacco and smiled quietly. No nicotine. Just a ton of depressants. A bit more rain kicked up outside, the musty smell drifting in from windows left open, and the door torn off it's fucking hinges. Intermingling fragrances of rain, woodfire, and cigarello smoke combatted for dominance with the tanned leather and the general smell Nahuel cultivated, which was simply male.* Borderline. A little. *He chuckled and glanced towards the flames, then back at Violetta.*
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 3:08:20 AM)
*Her cheek resting upon the back of the couch she smiles at him, the blue eyes staring into his as she speaks openly, either as a result of the alchohol, drugs or both she finds herself unburdering herself to this strange man who lives alone far out in the wilds away from his bretheren.* I feel alliances that took a great deal of time to build, trust that took many actions, many nights, many battles to build all falling apart because a woman is scorned. I am lammasu, I am a muse, an inspiration, I was a banner to unite our forces and I am powerless to stop this.
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 3:14:11 AM)
You yet do it quite well. *He laughed, and recalled vividly the quashed rage. There was a moment of contemplation between the laugh and when the Malefactor spoke next, along with a slow swig of bourbon. Nahuel's breaths were coming at maybe five a minute when he wasn't speaking, assuming she was paying attention.* The Lammasu are so much more gentle in their methodology. The Namaru always seem to beat you over the head with their directions. Their speeches. Khobran seems different, but I have my reserved thoughts on it. Give me direction. Wind me up and let me go. *He shrugged once more, sighing... though it was simply due to his body giving the last bit of stress up. There was another languid smile across the way at Violetta.*
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 3:19:01 AM)
*She smiles in responce to that, a considering look upon her face as her eyes continue to stare into his. There was something compelling about the blue depths, as though they held a magnet like quality and once they began to hold a gaze, that gaze had to fight and struggle to free itself. Her lovely voice gentle speaks softly into the room, almost as though the drama's that had played out through his house had simply not occured, or if they did, had taken place in a different time.* Perhaps that is because I understand it no? Your rage, your anguish, you desire to destroy all that lays around you, to simply lay waste to this ruined world and the treachorous children that turned their backs upon us. I understand that Nahuel, I feell it within me too. It is this petty spite and jealousy I cannot fathom, as though love is something that must be fought for or posessed, or in that loving one it means that another cannot be loved or cared for. Yet you ask for direction, just at the moment that I confess myse
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 3:19:06 AM)
myself flawed.
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 3:25:03 AM)
*He nodded, smiling again. There was a long interlude of silence that Nahuel did not break. He looked down at the fading ice cubes in his drink, the portions of binding agents in the medication that had mostly dissolved in the bottom of the glass, but lingered. The details of the sweat thereon. He inhaled, and tipped the ash into the glass, after draining it's contents. A slow look towards the fire, then back at the blue of her eyes.* Funny. How we seem to find our ways into these husks that fit us, and don't fit us. In little nuances. The blue of glaciers, of deep oceans, of your eyes. The brown of the earth, of soil and rested lava, of mine. Fuck, I'm waxing philosophic now. *He chuckled, shaking his head. Looking back up towards the Lammasu, he nodded again.* I don't particularly mean direction of you. I mean... moreover... to our Tyrants, let me know what to do, and it'll be done. I don't need a speech. *He lingered on the thought before chuckling quietly.* At least, I didn't. Hmmm. How things change.
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 3:29:19 AM)
*She smiles at the slip into the poetic, it was after all the arts, music and words that so easily captured her attention, and she had long since accepted her ability to inspire such thoughts in others. Her hand dropping down to lay fingertips upon his, the smouldering cigarillo still within it, she looks to him through the haze of rising smoke.* You speak of an alliance between us no? I would welcome such an alliance Ar'siuqqa. I would honour such an alliance. For either you are a man I may trust or my senses and intuition have deserted me utterly. Yet, it would not be right of me to push one upon you at a time when your senses are so dissordered no?
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 3:33:58 AM)
[ Shit, sorry. I had muted the chat because of an ad that played music. Was working on photoshop shit. ]
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 3:36:01 AM)
(lol np, I have to run soon anyhow to go cook food for kids etc, so Vi will pass out in the next couple of posts)
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 3:39:21 AM)
I'm not complicated. Fuck, when -are- Kishtar? We're simple, generally patient. Though I sort of break that vein. *He laughed quietly, fading between words due to the opiate wash that covered his consciousness. Finishing the drink off with finality, he dropped the last bit of the lit cigarello into it's contents and set it aside and laughed a bit, continuing.* Alliance? Mmmh. What'd you have in mind? And... What did you two show up for in the first place? An Alliance, or something else?
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 3:42:43 AM)
*A last breath taken of her cigarillo she leans forwards and drops it into his drink watching it hiss out of existence. Leaning back she stretches out, the lovely little buzz starting to become a daze of contentment, the warmth of the fire flickering over them beckoning for her to close her eyes.* Something else mon amie. Firstly I was tired of you refusing to seek me out, which you were supposed to do mais les hommes sont souvent stupides telle est la vie. Secondly I have need of something, something special, something that only one of your house could make for me.
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 3:47:39 AM)
Mmmh. I've... no, -we've- been busy. *He chuckled quietly, but apologetically. It was an odd state, the two sprawled across from eachother, discussing in hushed tones. The bodyguard yet unconscious, snoring slightly at the doorway. The brief interludes of rain and roaring fire. When things died down enough, one heard the whir of fans and harddrives somewhere, everywhere.* Training, preparing. This husk was grossly underprepared for war, but has it's merits. One fears it may be tainting the Soul, but c'est la. Speaking of c'est la, you simply -must- teach me French. *And, the ADD wore off.* Oh, right. Crafting. What, exactly, did you need? *There was a joking, jocular crotch reference laced in there somewhere, but Nahuel was too high to make it appear anything more than pitifully funny.*
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 3:53:28 AM)
*She smiles and tilts to the side, her legs curling up underneath her once more as she leans her head against his shoulder and closes her eyes, her body clearly unused to this level of intoxication and beginning to fade quickly.* Well then monsieur if you must be busy training then I shall have to simply train with you no? *She opens her eyes briefly to look up at him, hoping he wasn't offended by her offer of help, apparently unbothered by what she saw on his face her eyes closed again.* Then we can talk more about the craft tomorrow, when the room doesn't spin quite so beautifully and the fire doesn't lick heat towards me quite so deliciously.
Nahuel Ramos (Apr 29, 2011 3:54:49 AM)
Intoxicating, hm? *He chuckled again, nodded, and created a cusp where jaw, neck, and shoulder met which fit her nicely. Nahuel yawned, and drifted to sleep.*
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 3:56:40 AM)
(Thank you for the scene! Was lots of fun!)
Violetta duBois (Apr 29, 2011 3:57:06 AM)
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