London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 7:18:45 PM)
(This user has entered Bayou, The Forge.) (IP = 174.17.127.219)
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 7:19:41 PM)
Nahuel had left the text, "It's almost done. Come by. Michael will let you in." The smoke came billowing from his chimney up top on the home, evening was cool.
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 7:27:15 PM)
-London recieved the text, and even though she and Amos were about to get into some "in case i dont come back from this" type of activity, London paused that, got dressed and headed right over. since she wasnt too far from the Bayou, it didn't take her even 15 minutes to get there. She pulled into the parking area and parked, hopping out in yoga shorts and tank with her feet in flip flops. -
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 7:33:19 PM)
Michael gave a nod to London as she drove up, opening the door and moving to fix the Rabisu a drink. He was quiet, but there was a deep level of pride that accentuated his features. Pride, or possibly "You're gonna love this." He kept silent on the matter though, and when she had her drink, the Servant nodded up the staircases and moved to take a seat.
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 7:37:57 PM)
[ He didn't say that, by the way. ]
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 7:38:06 PM)
[ Just an explanation of expression. ]
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 7:38:16 PM)
[ Gotcha]
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 7:42:31 PM)
- London was finishing pulling her hair up and off of her neck into a loose bun at the top of her head just before she accepted the drink. she smiled her thanks and and made her way up the stairs sipping while she looked around. She couldn't help to be excited, she had waited a while to see what their designs and planning had wrought-
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 7:47:09 PM)
Michael nodded at her departure, ignoring the feat that poured through his gut at staring at the ass of a Demon. As she went up the stairs, each bob of cheek made his head do the same, the poor Craftsman had apparently been well sheltered in the last month of planning and forging. When London arrived upstairs, she'd find Ar'siuqqa in his full Apocalyptic form, borderline nine feet tall standing straight, but kneeled. He worked by hand, folding and forming the blades, hammering out their last edges against one palm as an anvil, the other fist employed as a hammer. A butane flame kept constant heat against the edged weapon that was forming in his hands, which was gingerly placed aside after being quenched. Five sat there, on the steel stand beside him. The Annunaki plucked up the seat for the edged weapons, and began carving filigrees down its length using his fingernails, keeping the metal beneath the torch in the process. Horns dipped as he leaned forward to get a closer look at the piece.
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 7:52:05 PM)
- London smiled and leaned against the door way, sipping her drink as she watched the Annunaki work. In all her time, she had never been privliged enough to watch such an event, so she remained silent , her gazed trained on the massive being. She grinned at how it looked for him to carve into the metal with delicate strokes of a fingernail, it was akin to watching a sumo wrestler perform a Tea ceremony for lack of a better comparisson-
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 7:56:49 PM)
*He turned the piece over, continuing the etchings. Mostly small, thin lines no wider than a pin's breadth were the level of his work, and it appeared at the pace he was moving, the Demon had already been working at the details for weeks. Curls, feminine shapes that smacked of London's mastery of Flesh customised the piece to her. He finished with the miniature details, and using the tip of his horns, gouged deeper lines where the edges were needed. Iron flesh glowed a firm orange-red, much like the metal he was working with. One by one he plucked up the blades and seated them firmly in the base, melting the two together in the heat of the flame. Even being in the damned Forge made her sweat, one could only imagine what the temperature was at his gut, to where the flame was aimed. Ar'siuqqa seated the second blade and glanced upward at her with a nod, smiling a Demon's smile on that wide maw.* Almost done. Is it too hot to come closer?
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 8:05:44 PM)
- London shook her head- No, I just wanted to stay out of your way.. I love what I see so far Ar'siuqqa.. -She stepped closer to the work table, but stopping when the heat was more than her mortal flesh could bear. She was no where near fireproof so while she did draw closer, she still maintained a comfortable distance.-
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 8:10:11 PM)
*He gave a clipped nod with a bit of a sadness passing over his expression. Destined to never have someone work with him as close as he was to his creations. There were no tools in the Forge, nothing but elements that remained in ingots nearby. Ar'siuqqa plucked up one of the ingots of Bronze and warmed it, biting off a bit from it's edge the size of a pea. With the base of the claws in his lap, the pointed edges secured on, he worked and lengthened the pebble of metal into a long, curling shape. Almost like glass, he brought it's molten shape to his lips and blew into it, then twisted the balloon of bronze into an elongated braid which was laid upon the surface near the carvings. Each detail, each facet, was breathtaking. One got the vague idea that they could stare for hours and still find new details. Almost laser-thin etchings decorated each edged blade, from base to tip, telling out stories in Enochian of Rabisu and Annunaki united as one, of the most successful Rabisu of all time, of their creations and
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 8:10:16 PM)
successes.*
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 8:15:28 PM)
-London gasped softly as she discovered that minute detail watching him compose it into the metal as she bit down on her lip overwhelmed at the gesture. She normally got along great with his house as a while, but the normally cranky one before her held a special place in her heart even before all of that. She wanted to hug him, but right now he was living molten lava so she decided to wait until he had cooled off-
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 8:21:51 PM)
He rose up, finally, and looked down at the piece. The towering Kishtar, a creature wrought of cold, black iron stood with the edged weapon in his hands. The elements forged and beaten into submission, dwarfed almost to the size of a ring in the clutches of the massive creature. London's height once and a half over again, he moved to a pool of water nearby and quenched the details, pouring his hands and the weapon into the water. Immediately the entirety of the Forge was filled with a hot steam that included each and every corner amongst its dominated locales. Ar'siuqqa flipped a slat and opened the room to the night's air, the cool, dim glow of the halfmoon pouring into the room as the steam poured out. Luna's placid, blue-white tone seemed to duel with the lingering orange and reds that were dying on the Annunaki's chest, dropping down to black over a time. Yet in the darkness of his brushed metallic flesh, she saw the elements of perfection. Through his fingers, glints of a perfect white metal shone throug
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 8:21:58 PM)
as if God through dark gates. He turned back to the Rabisu and smiled, closing the distance to her when his temperature had dropped enough.*
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 8:29:26 PM)
- London grnned and stepped towards him and hugged him tight while murmuring- Thank you so much .. they are absolutely gorgeous and you do amazing work
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 8:33:20 PM)
The lingering heat on the iron shape stood as hard as any other of the sort. He smiled, and hugged the dwarfed shape back, gradually falling down to his natural height of just over six feet. Thickness of chest falling from that of, say, a VW Bug, to the narrow width that the Argentinian cultivated. He gave a prideful grin and put the weapon into her hands, and separated. The physical contact obviously made him somewhat uncomfortable.*
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 8:41:24 PM)
- She had almost caused herself sever injury she was so excited, but luckily enough he went to normal form just before that point. She stepped back and smiled taking the weapon[s] [one or two ?] into her hands, setting them down gently but very quickly as they were still a bit too hot for her to handle without pain. She peered over them bracing her hands on her thighs as she drew in to revel in the intricate artistry -
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 8:42:03 PM)
[ Have to ask Legion, not sure. =/ ]
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 8:43:49 PM)
He smiled quietly, watching her marvel at the creation. As though the work, and the reaction itself, was its own reward. Nahuel killed the flame on the butane torch and turned to walk out of the forge for a drink. Something non-alcoholic for once. He'd give her some time with the object that, now, held a part of her in it through the strength of her will.
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 8:54:18 PM)
- London reached out and touched them gently, noting they were cool enough to handle now, and slipped them on with a broken sigh. It had been so long since she had anything remotely resembling what she had lost to the timeof torment and it was almost orgasmic. Her flesh glistened in the light as she gripped them the blades already extended, and took a few carefully measured swipes to test the weight and balance.... They were perfect ! she hedl her arms out to her sides turnign her grip down to retract the blades, still grinning liek she won the lottery before she made her way out of the still overly warm room, taking her glass with her. The ice melted but she was so thirsty that she tossed it back before she even hit the ground floor, moving to the kitchen-
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 8:57:24 PM)
[ It dawns on me that he was probably nude during the forging. Clothes wouldn't handle that change. *Cough* ] Nahuel stood downstairs, in a loose white buttondown that was transparent due to the amount of sweat that was on it. Jeans relaxed on hips as he poured a glass of water finished it, did another, finished that, and did another. A bit of waving material back and forth as he aerated the clothing, kicking on the ceiling fan over the leather couch. There was another, if somewhat beleaguered, smile to London as she came trotting down the stairs.
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 8:59:34 PM)
[ She would be so into the weapons she wouldn't really notice :D]
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 9:09:57 PM)
- The fabric of London;s youga gear was made for weating profusely, but the sheer excitement was visibly evident as she set the glad down on the counter, turning on the water to rinse and refill it with cold water. By then her skin started to dry off , causing her natural musk to bloom in the air. She smelled of sweat, cocoa butter and clean woman since she didnt get a chance to spend time with Amos yet-
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 9:11:53 PM)
Nahuel shifted. Violetta had only just left before he began the final crafting work, but the smells yet stoked something in him. He flipped the channel to something on HBO, a series apparently called Game of Thrones. The ticker on the bottom remained as the Annunaki distanced himself from the intoxicating and wholly unfair scent that lingered in the air, watching the bigscreen and nursing his water. He offered a lopsided prideful smile back to London once or twice as she drank and inspected the product.
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 9:13:51 PM)
[ yoga gear sweating]
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 9:21:11 PM)
- London gulped her water down with a sigh, licking her lips since she couldnt wipe her mouth witht he back of her heand without shaving her lips off, and headed into t he living room slipping the weapons off setting them gently on a table. she slid onto the couch next to him opening her tank to pull out a folded slip of paper handing it to him, while it was not soggy in the least it did have her scent all over it considering where it was stored - Here you go I actually feel like I am underpaying for such stellar work so if yyou want more, I would be all too happy to give it to you
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 9:27:16 PM)
*He ground his teeth and swallowed, shaking his head. Invariably the argument that would ensue afterward left Nahuel accepting at least the cost of the metals, but nothing more. He did so, of course, begrudgingly. And put the envelope aside due to the overpowering scent, which was at least such to him. The Annunaki licked his lips and wetted them with finishing off the water, looking back towards the screen.* No charge for family.
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 9:30:26 PM)
- London's face was stern as she was fully prepared to argue with him on it then softened. she threw her arms around him and pecked his cheek- with a chuckle- I love you too cranky ... - She slid back and stood, fanning moving back into the kitchen mroe than likely to raid his fridge - Now I got the munchies.. What do you have thats carb heavy ?
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 9:33:02 PM)
Lasagña on the top shelf in the foil, from Sarentos on Fifth. To die for. I don't usually do Italian, you came at the exact right time. *Nahuel swallowed again, the lack of comfort slowly starting to bleed away. The smell and close proximity of London had turned the towering inferno of a Demon into an almost blubbering child. He rose up, finishing his glass and rolling shoulders.* Exhausted after that, been at the forge for the last 16 hours. Gonna crash, you're welcome to linger. *He paused, hoping that it wasn't taken as an invitation. The expression showed his lack of self assured nature on the matter, as Nahuel gave a sort of halfassed smile and moved to head up the stairs.*
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 9:36:20 PM)
- London movedinto the living room frowning- Wait You are right, I am sorry... I will go .. besides if I dotn im sure Amos will come looking for me and you really dont want him showing up here hungry he will clean you out... Thank you again I cant wait to use them tonight.. - She took a deep breath and looks at him- Listen.. Im nto all sentimental or anything but if something happens .... Look I want you to know that you are good people and I regard you as a siblng you hear me ? - she grinned hating the mushy stuff - Do you need me to tune you up before I go ?
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 9:37:43 PM)
*He shook his head with a no, her words doing a bit of a job at consoling the uneasy attraction. Again the halfassed smile as Nahuel ascended the stairs without words. Yep. Almost highschool.*
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 9:37:53 PM)
[ Okay, shower, then shoot! Hit you up later! ]
London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 9:38:24 PM)
[ later hun]
Nahuel Ramos (Jun 10, 2011 9:38:27 PM)
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London Carter (Jun 10, 2011 9:38:38 PM)
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