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Divine retribution .... maybe; This is Between myself and JackiePhoenix
Topic Started: Jun 7 09, 3:59 PM (827 Views)
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Amir al Drakkar was doing something he had never thought he would do again he as all powerful as he was at the suggestion of his friend and former little mistress raven was dancing as the clubs D.J. sent a fairly teeth rattling bass beat with flashes of techno music through the neon strobe lit dark room


ok so maybe what he was doing couldn't exactly be called a dance as much as he was shuffling his feet but still dressed out landishly in a bright neon blue mesh muscle shirt a black leather belt with a silver buckle and tie dye of red bright orange deep purple green and yellow camoflauge pants tucked into loose black Timberland boots the Djinn gave it his best shot. narrowing his slate grey eyes as the thought ran through his head * I've been tricked*

Feeling slightly down cast at this perceived revelation he wandered towards the bar to obtain sustenance when he noticed her …. The distance was far but he notices her soft midnight hair seem to draw the light into itself there by making its own luster more brilliant her dark skin still sweet and smooth as ever it appeared she was ordering a drink from the bar tender apparently for her back was to him yet still after so many centuries she carried herself with the regal bearing of a queen never mind that the movements also held the edge of a predator *she's dead fool never to return that Sebastien that jackel raised mongrel dog killed her if accursed Nitrus hasn't already* his traitorous mind informed him of this

but he refused to listen for standing there before him his heart and soul knew was " Solome" he breathed in doing so his booming bass voice echoed off the walls as he strode purposely through the crowd toward her.
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Bass blared in the woman's sensitive ears, and Krow closed her eyes. The neon flares flashing before her eyes caused quite the headache. Her pale-white skin glowed in the light as she moved her arm. Lethal muscles rippled, the beauty exotic and foreign as well.
Black hair fell in rippled waves down her back in solid shadowed black, drawing in the light. That gave the girl a small smile, knowing that it was indeed drawing in the light. "Just a perk to being a halfling..." she muttered.
The burly bartender asked her for her drink, and she ordered a piece of a**. "One good thing I've found about you...people is that you make good drinks." The bartender took that as a complement.
Krow felt she was being watched after a minute. She turned around after a bit and saw a man striding purposefully towards her...Her hit! Finally!
Krow stood up and smiled at him, putting on a flirtatious smile. "Hello, and who might you be?" she asked.
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Sometimes...silence is the safest choice. But, not always shall it be just. Yet, then again, sometimes people should be silent in the first place to prevent you from having to chose between being silent and safe or being loud and right...Wow...I'm confuzzled by my own words!!! My head hurts....
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“yours” His response to her question was followed by a very passionate lip lock infused with a few millennia of burning desire happiness and regret as his lips melded against hers soft yet firm he knew joy and rapture but something felt off As Amir finally got a good look at her he realized

“ you are not my Solome please forgive me “ he turned quickly away and proceeded to walk out the club’s emergency exit skillfully opening the door without tripping the alarm

“ this was a bad Idea I never should have come I no longer know how to dance I can’t even order a proper meal without help and I look like a peacock! Why couldn’t you have been merciful and let me Die!!!” he shouted to the heavens both enraged and indignant his grey eyes flashing

at least he could fix one thing in a thought his clothes had changed into loose white cotton pants with a royal blue Hawaiian T shirt with white flowers emblazoned upon it on his feet were a pair of brown leather sandals standing he moved into the alley adjacent to the club and seemingly vanished in truth he was waiting for what he didn't yet know.
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Krow stood still as stone, her eyes widened. She felt his emotion as clear as if it were her own. She had not been kissed like this since...Mikeal
When he backed up, her midnight-blue eyes shuttering themselves. Anger and pain at remembered thoughts sprung up. As he bid her farewell, the woman stood there staring, her mouth agape.
She watched him leave, and her form shifted slightly. Just wavered. But enough to draw a bit of attention to herself. Anger falling from her in nearly visible waves, she stormed out after him, her hair swaying about her waist and hips.
His scent teased her nose. She followed it out a door, and into an alley. She didn't follow it though, because as soon as she was in the dark, a male voice called out to her.

"hey pretty lady, what you doing out here so late?"

Krow looked up. "Not looking for drunks to harrass me, if that's what you're thinking. Kindly leave me alone. I'm not in the mood to deal with you."
He didn't. The drunk staggered forward, and Krow recognised another one of her paying hits. "Hmm," she said, with a smile. Her eyes flashed silver, and the man stopped. "Drunk enough for this to work..." She pulled out a few needles from her pocket. Glistening with a strange liquid, She tossed them, and they all hit the man square in the heart. Krow hated killing. Avoided it if possible.
After a few minutes, the man fell over in an unconcious slump, and the woman picked him up as if he didn't weigh anything. But something stopped her from taking off...she simply began to walk away instead.
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Sometimes...silence is the safest choice. But, not always shall it be just. Yet, then again, sometimes people should be silent in the first place to prevent you from having to chose between being silent and safe or being loud and right...Wow...I'm confuzzled by my own words!!! My head hurts....
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Amir watched the woman's quick and efficient slaying of the drunkard from the shadows of the alley way and mentally noted her chosen weapon throwing needles with an unknown substance her aim was perfect the heart

whomever she was she would be trouble this was certain Manifesting his scimitar in his right hand he flew as his legs became a sort trailing of magical white smoke he would end her before she could end another his blade was to her throat as he growled into her ear

“ A thing of such beauty should not be the cause of such death “ as he said these words he reformed his legs and feet underneath him he should be making the cut to end her life he could do this ….”who are you?” he found himself asking instead

as he held the blade an inch away from her throat so that she might speak freely his grey eyes narrowed he so hated dark deeds even more so when he was called to do them himself.
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Krow froze, her wings prickling, and her claws close to the surface of her skin. "Maybe the beauty is only the disguise. Maybe I'm really a horrid monster, with no heart, soul, and no purpose other than to kill...?" she murmered, her hair falling over her face. "Then again, I never killed him. He's still alive. My name is Krow, and I'm a...bounty hunter."
Not a lie, yet not the whole truth. She smiled, her teeth shimmering. "You know, I'm feeling very uncomfortable here. I'm merely taking this scum off the streets. Raping and murdering such innocent, young girls, stealing, destroying people's lives. I hate scum who have no though but for their own feelings and lives."
Her voice had slipped into a low, melodic chant. Maybe it would work...she had to try. She really did not want to harm this man right now, she already had filled her quota for the day.
"Please let me go. It would be quite...unfortunate if you were to shed my blood..."
Her wings fluttered a bit, and her skin twisted and turned slightly, rippling under the force of withholding her natural inclination to flee, to fly away...~Please don't notice...~ she thought.
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Sometimes...silence is the safest choice. But, not always shall it be just. Yet, then again, sometimes people should be silent in the first place to prevent you from having to chose between being silent and safe or being loud and right...Wow...I'm confuzzled by my own words!!! My head hurts....
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The commander of Dragons and one time prince looked at his former prey closely grey eyes wide had her bone structure just shifted?

While every sense within him blared loud warning bells against his next actions in a flash of silver light the wicked scimitar he had held was gone

“ Do not turn around… your actions are suspect but your words are true you have shown remarkable self control for that I give you your life this day please live it well”
giving her a slightly gentle embrace from behind that had ceased as soon as it had begun he all but whispered the words “it’s ok” softly into her ear


with this he vanished leaving only some tea in a white china cup upon a saucer the item looking almost Incongruous against the back drop of the night club's alley As Amir retreated down the alley he felt something soft brush his skin as he looked down he realized it was an obsidian colored feather

as he freed it from his shirt he stared long trying to figure out where he had gotten it what an intense aura it seemed to radiate some sort of power “ smelling the plume of the feather he was shocked to find it had Krow’s scent “wha?....” he stated eloquently as almost mesmerized he ran his thumb across the tip of the feather’s shaft

pricking himself he murmured the word ” ow” his eyes transfixed by the sight of a ruby against the tan backdrop of his skin * thats right I can bleed now* he thought as the big man fell out of the invisibility he had cloaked himself in and fell instead upon the hard ground of the alley way as his world went black.
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Krow's blue eyes darkened to black as she forced her demonic part to stay asleep. She felt arms wrap around her, and warmth seep into her body. Her pale cheeks gained two drops of red. As soon as the man moved back, blood fell from the girl's back as a tip of a wing ripped through her skin before slowly sinking back down. A single feather fell from the wing-tip...
The woman freed herself from her frightened paralyses and moved, dropping the drunk on the ground and calling up snow to come and get her. Surely a goddess could move quickly enough to bring them to the bounty office for her reward. Of course she'd split it...
A thump sounded behind the girl, and she turned. It was her hit...and he was unconcious...Her feather! "Damned mortal...don't prick yourself with a demon's feather tip. Poisonous...duh!"
She bent down and realised he was the one who held the blade to her throat...a grin seeped across her face. Snow suddenly appeared in a gust of cold wind. "You take the drunk to the office. You can have the reward. I'll have my fun with this one..."

Krow took him to her house, the abandoned 18th century mansion on the edge of town. She flew him upstairs and laid him on her bed, then covered him up. Not before stripping him, though...the room was alight in firelight from the fireplace at the edge of the room. Krow dropped an herb in the flames and smiled as the intoxicating smoke flew about the room. ~Let him wake up in a strange room, dazed and confused...,naked and drugged. Ought to be the highlight of this month for me...~ With that thought, she drew her wings in and walked downstairs to make herself a sandwich. God, she loved walking freely...no chains around her ankles, no band around her neck...she still had scars across her upper back from lashings...
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Sometimes...silence is the safest choice. But, not always shall it be just. Yet, then again, sometimes people should be silent in the first place to prevent you from having to chose between being silent and safe or being loud and right...Wow...I'm confuzzled by my own words!!! My head hurts....
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Amir awoke with a splitting head ache sitting up he felt the need to vomit so he lay back down his caramel skin burned intensely as a thin sheen of sweat began to coat it “ Grishma …. I I don’t feel so well water please” he said calling the name of the servant whom used to attend him in his father’s palace

“where is my blasted water woman!! “ he screamed imperious arrogance in his usually placid tone he as of now couldn’t bother to care that she had most likely been dead for a thousand years or so and therefore couldn’t very well comply with his request

"ungh!!" he moaned closing cloudy grey eyes as a particularly vicious stab of pain hit him in the dead center of his brow " Inexcusable I suppose I must get it myself " he proclaimed as though much put upon

finally able to lever himself into a sitting position found standing to be an impossibility as vertigo set in his vision doubling then tripling and so he crawled laboriously on all fours across what felt like carpet towards the fire place as he suddenly felt a very unpleasant chill and wished to relieve it

as he moved slowly on ward he breathed in caughing harshly a hacking quality within his throat as his skin began to prickle he thought his limbs to be merely asleep looking down he thrashed wildly as he saw and felt millions of scorpions stinging him with their barbed tails " Guards! protect your prince! mother, solome, father, please help some one!" he screamed in vain

this was far to much for his mind to concieve and so he passed out from both the physical and mental stress his inky mane curtaining his eyes and one arm out stretched toward the fire and salvation that may never come.
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Movement was heard on the floor above her. Krow's ears perked as she took another bite of her ham sandwich. Humans made such great foods...
"Where is my blasted water woman?!"
Krow flinched at the sound of outrage in the man's voice. How much poison was in his body...?Not enough to kill him, surely!
"Guards! Protect your prince! Mother? Solome? Father? Please help, some one!"
A sigh escaped the girl's lavender lips as she shook her head. She walked over to the cabinet and grasped a fine crystal glass, about the size of a coffee cup, and poured some water into it. She pricked her finger, and let a drop of blood fall into the liquid, and grasped a small black flower, sprinkled some pollen into the water, and stirred. The water turned a slight golden color then, signalling the antidote was done. "Stupid man..." she muttered, her blue eyes wary as she approached the staircase.
A small 'thump' sounded, signalling that he was, in fact, on the floor. Naked. "Great...." she muttered. ~Fevers...heh, don't want him to over heat, right? Strip him and save him from burning too much, right? Wrong!~ She growled under her breath and flowed into the room, grace pouring from her. She picked him up, and smiled at him. "Seems you've gotten the worst of the case here. Poison...not fun for you." she said, her cultured voice's accent hinting at warm sands, burning suns, and gorgeous moonlit nights in a desert...
"Drink this. It's water with medicine. And don't you dare argue with me. I could have left you to die there." Her voice slipped around the room, caressing as a silken cloth across one's skin. She carried him over to the bed. "No, you're not cold. You must lay down and rest. You'll be warm again soon enough." She held the glass to his lips.
"Drink, young one, drink...Before you're claimed by the silence of sleep."
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Sometimes...silence is the safest choice. But, not always shall it be just. Yet, then again, sometimes people should be silent in the first place to prevent you from having to chose between being silent and safe or being loud and right...Wow...I'm confuzzled by my own words!!! My head hurts....
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strong arms held him in a wonderfully warm embrace as she smiled at him he gave her his best glassy eyed slack jawed smile of adoration in return as her melodic voice surrounded what seemed to be the whole of his being

"Seems you've gotten the worst of the case here. Poison...not fun for you." she said, her cultured voice's accent hinting at warm sands, burning suns, and gorgeous moonlit nights in a desert...
"Drink this. It's water with medicine. And don't you dare argue with me. I could have left you to die there."

“ alright please don’t talk of death ….Solome there were scorpions biggest I’ve ever you should have seen ” he didn’t finish for she had risen the glass to his lips as he drank the intriguing brew made from blood and pollen it was very potent incredibly fiery as it traveled down his throat and had a sort of bitter metallic tang

he at first tried to push the cup away “ n NO! no more alcohol got hang over……” he stated but his body couldn’t fight her for long and in truth his mind didn't want to finally having drunk everything he coughed lightly once or twice before falling into a dreamless slumber

* a few hours later*

Amir awoke his grey eyes clear sitting up he looked around himself quite confused this did not look like his room standing he realized something very important
" whew i reek! wait my clothes! im naked why am I naked?"

and it was then he spotted the black silk pants and a black brocade leather vest with the design of a dragon emblazoned on the back "someone has a sense of humor" he murmered to himself * someones expecting you* he thought

as he stepped into the beautiful black marble en suite bathroom running the water he showered using the soap shampoo and conditioner provided he then began exiting his room now clad in the clothing so generously given him

he walked through the mysterious house all of his senses on high alert how did he get here what was going on *Krow....* he thought but why was that name so important? disarmed and defenseless he prayed that what ever deities existed here they would be merciful with him.
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Krow watched as he fell asleep. His eyes were already glassy. Who was this solome he continued to talk about?
Wouldn't be long now...Aha! There! A small snore escaped his mouth, making Krow grin. She walked into her room, right down the hall from Amir's, and picked out a nice outfit for the man. ~Hmm, caramel skin, grey eyes, tall, foreign...Here we go. This will be good enough...~
She pulled out a set of rich, black, silk pants coupled with a matching top and a dragon rearing on the back. The silver, red, and blue design made her think of-No. She would not think of him.
Frowning slightly, Krow sweeped out of her room, stepped into Amir's, and placed the outfit across the chair. Much better than what he was wearing when she saw him...so flower-y and neon-y. "Yuck." she muttered, grinning.

Within two hours, Krow had fallen asleep. The late hour had all but hit 5am. Small breaths slipped through her lips. Her black hair fell in rivulets down her arms, back, and hips, covering her in a cloud of raven-black, lily-scented silk.
The fire before her died down to embers, casting a reddish-glow across her pale skin, sparkles and glimmers skattering across her body. Her chest rose peacefully as she breathed.
Her outfit hardly hid her form, and something ethereal seemed to be made of her form. Maybe it was the set of feathers at on the floor, at the front of the couch...The small objects seemingly alive...shifting and moving in colors and sometimes shape.
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Sometimes...silence is the safest choice. But, not always shall it be just. Yet, then again, sometimes people should be silent in the first place to prevent you from having to chose between being silent and safe or being loud and right...Wow...I'm confuzzled by my own words!!! My head hurts....
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As Amir wandered down the shadowy corridor he heard a soft almost rhythmic breathing following it he glanced into the room to see “krow….” He said softly as the events of the night came back to him

Her dark wings were draped gently over her body about the same way a blanket would be she wore almost nothing yet she wore it so well watching her every movement he was enraptured as he watched the interplay of sinew and muscle beneath the pale skin which held a sort of ethereal irridescence *so powerful so very beautiful* he thought he saw her shiver and so he stalked into the room and banked the fire until it once again roared to life

looking into the fire he grimiced as his grey eyes turned stormy where had he gone wrong his men he had failed to lead them ah yes some commander he was and as for husband?.... " who needs a tea chest whom uses them honestly!" he burst out his booming voice filled the room in an angry roar

*all those years of serving people's desires their greed as a slave for what a minute of hubris on his part he was a prince it was his divine right!*he thought bitterly and because of that he had lost the one he cared for most in all the world

striding over to the couch he did not notice her beginning to stir as he placed a large hand upon her throat growling he stated tersely

" I wish to leave krow thank you for kidnapping me but in this time in this place I am worth nothing now were this my time you would have been put to death for treason against the crown"

as he spoke each word his grip began to tighten " I am no ones slave!" he screamed as a few millennia old rage blinded him the one thing he was able to process were the delicious fragrence of lilies.
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The sound of footsteps stirred Krow to wakefullness. She heard Amir's breathing, and felt his hand clutch her throat. Still being half asleep, she jumped up, flipped, and brought her wings out, her nails lengthening, her fangs ripping through her gums, her eyes glowing red. Landing, her wings fluttered softly. Instinct tell her to rip his throat out, but she was done listening to instinct. It was what had caused her to bring him here in the first place.
"As if I haven't had charges brought against me before. I'm over 9000 years old, you think I won't have been tried for treason?"
Her voice now held a sinewy-compulsion-like sound, the voices nearly shimmering in the air. "I have seen more death, caused more death, and been through more horrors than you would ever imagine. Do NOT threaten me."
As she was speaking, her feathers smoothed out, her eyes faded back to blue, her skin darkened slightly, and her fangs shrank, but didn't dissapear. "You think your life was bad, you think you've got reason to mourn the loss of a loved one? Ha! Try living my life. You'd be too...what's the word? Terrified? No. You'd be driven insane within moments. Try being a bastard hybrid-" She got closer, her claws not having shrunk, and pointed one at him, "try loving someone for centuries, only to have them ripped from your clutches at the first moment he could be, and try having to make a living killing!" Her voice nearly cracked on the last word. "Oh, and you're not leaving. I've got a price upon your head. A very nice one. And I want it. Dead or alive, the poster said. Your choice, really."
The girl was shaking, her skin growing paler by the minute, her eyes bleeding into black, and her back bleeding from where they ripped out of her skin. She hadn't had a full transformation in a decade, and she was beginning to become tired, not used to the energy flowing through her, or used to forcing her body not to kill the prey before her. Krow wavered, stumbling and reaching out to grasp Amir's shirt, ruining her 'I'm so tough' look.
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Sometimes...silence is the safest choice. But, not always shall it be just. Yet, then again, sometimes people should be silent in the first place to prevent you from having to chose between being silent and safe or being loud and right...Wow...I'm confuzzled by my own words!!! My head hurts....
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Amir held Krow close as he looked deep into her once again blue eyes grinning widely his grey eyes however were intense his voice and manner when he next spoke were serious

“ well well I had heard of your kind oh sweet angel with darkness coating her heart and soul like chocolate?” he asked producing a Lindt chocolate bar out of nothing and handing it to her then he picked her up careful not to jostle her too much or to touch her blood he had learned his lesson well this was for certain

holding her as one would a baby he walked over to the bed and set her down upon her belly this done he walked into the en suite bathroom grabbing a wash rag and producing a bottle of antibacterial soap wetting the rag he turned off the water and walked casually toward the bed kneeling down he proceeded to slowly and thoroughly clean her wounds

“ you know for someone of such infinite wisdom you are extemely beautiful I have never been considered a bastard but as a commander I have killed many and as king have ordered the deaths of many more Then there was solome… the point is I believed your people were a myth though many have said the same of Djinn how strong you are...”

he softly told her letting his voice wash over her a soft rumble as he massaged her back she would heal quickly this he knew he simply wished to make her comfortable * please fall asleep* he begged within his mind for he would not be kept if she wished to hunt him down and kill him she could be his guest but until this occurred he would have to bide his time and serve he prayed she wouldn’t make too many demands.
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