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 Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 4:48 pm
 ❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
"Ah, but daggers can be used for torture, slow, making the victim beg for the end." Isobel said, hands running up Kalrael's thigh before her body followed and she slid over him. "I wonder about you though, since you have hardly led in this discussion." She murmured in his ear, fingers trailing over the vampire's. "I don't like to be left wanting." She said in his ear slowly, with a chuckle as she worked her way onto him rather easily and gracefully.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 4:52 pm
 Kalrael Lekira
Renegade, abomination, traitor.
In the end, these are merely words.
Kalrael leaned back down to the floor and straightened his other leg, looking up at Isobel with a curious stare. "Here's the difference though. As you said I haven't led much at all here, but it's as much out of curiosity as it is in simple preservation. I'm not out to get myself killed, and you have yet to make it clear exactly what you want, so..." His hand flipped down behind Isobel and lifted slightly at the kimono, almost hesitantly. "The question stands; what exactly are you looking for then?"
I am what I choose to be;
I have chosen my path of shadow.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 5:04 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
"I want you to dare to please me," Isobel whispered in deranged delight as she traced a circle around the hollow of Kalrael's neck. "Herinaad never hesitated, that is why I didn't kill him earlier. Don't bore me." She said, fascinated with the spot she was tracing, nearly absorbed with it, before her gaze slid up to the vampire's and locked with it dangerously, one eyebrow raised as she waited for his next move.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 5:14 pm
Kalrael Lekira
Renegade, abomination, traitor.
In the end, these are merely words.
Kalrael closed his eyes, depicting fear with itself, preservative instinct willing him to act on impulse. Even if for the sake of his life he had precious little choice in front of him, and he no longer held any reason to hold himself in check. He raised a hand to Isobel's shoulder and, faster than he himself could blink he had flipped the both of them over.
The seraphic red aura of darkness flowing over him focused on his choice of wear, allowing it to shift into quite simply nothing save a cloak drawn over the pair as he lowered himself to Isobel with a narrow-eyed grin. "You have an odd way with a first drop, Isobel." he said darkly, "Bravo, but whose terms are you playing on here? Mine, or yours?"
I am what I choose to be;
I have chosen my path of shadow.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 5:24 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
All words were lost to Isobel as she drew herself to Kalrael and clung to his neck, her mouth biting down on Kalrael's neck heavily, her breathing increasing rapidly and her nails dug into his skin.
"Ouch! Quit shoving would you!" The sandstone brick that Ptolemy was entombed in also contained a tasteless imp by the name of Quiglen. The imp was eager to watch the demon and vampire and Ptolemy was shoved roughly to the back of the small confines, his essence aching. "Why hadn't you died when she drained half of us, hmm?"
"Shut up would you?" The imp said sharply, obviously wanting to hear what was happening inside the room. Ptolemy snorted in disgust and reached out with his essence, throttling the imp just enough to hurt him.
"You disgusting excuse for an imp." Ptolemy growled.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 6:15 pm
 Ilyia Nerian
Created by a perfect crusader.
Witness to the ultimate revelation.
Ilyia clung to the outside wall of the room, forcing herself afloat from time to time as she figured her odds. To be simple, she realized Kalrael had already met his fate and ironically enough was well enough enjoying it, though she realized in the second half of that fact she suspected it wouldn't make anything easier on her. Light, Darkness - it all meant nothing to her now. She didn't care for either, even if in all her life she had manipulated one or the other.
However, in the moment of her escape she realized something. She was never an agent of Light. The Light did not define who she was, as her creator was in fact, no goddess of Light. Being a creation of Illumine would have had enough ramifications of its own without corruption, but that left the basic facts. Still, the odds of her ever returning home were nearly nothing now, if even that.
She flipped in through the window, landing with a slight click of her heel to the stone floor as she leaned up against the wall, arms folded below her chest with a small smirk on her face. "Well now, isn't this a sight to see." she remarked with a chuckle.
Maiden to the fear my name has inspired,
Now I stand to teach them wrath.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 9:47 am
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
Isobel had her eyes closed and was laying atop Kalrael, a smile on her lips as she toyed with the edge of the cloak. Her eyes snapped open and fell upon Ilyia. A small giggle escaped her as the demon glanced over to her kimono, still in a pile on the floor.
"We have a visitor." Isobel said in Kalrael's ear, twining her leg around his with a shiver. Insatiable she was, but now the demon could control her sin if she wished to.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 10:14 am
 Kalrael Lekira
Alone, but not by force.
A renegade, an abomination.
"As it would seem we do..." Kalrael remarked, vanishing with a trace of shadow forming about him into his more normal attire a step away from Isobel, with a look to Ilyia. "What are you still doing here?"
Ilyia shrugged, "I'm returning a failed favor. Seems you're a little beyond my scope though..." She turned to Isobel. "You know I should really be thanking you. As much as you've given me you still managed to forget one thing. An agent of purity, Isobel. I doubt even you could take that from me. Where is that little snake I came in with?"
This was my choice, my will.
I alone will bring on the consequences.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 10:35 am
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
Isobel stood with a giggle. "As if I would tell you, pet." She said, disappearing and reappearing two paces from Ilyia, tendrils of shadow snaking around her person, only partially concealing her nakedness. "He'll be begging for me to eat him in due time anyway, that imp he's with will make his essence ache more than being bound." She laughed, dancing back to Kalrael and trailing a finger from one shoulder, across his chest, to the other, and walking behind him, slinging her arms around his shoulders and propping her head atop his shoulder.
"You didn't want him anyway, so I found he would make better use feeding my essence instead of wasting space." Isobel said, and inside his prison Ptolemy humphed, his essence compacting the imp to the bottom of the brick, wishing desperately for a way to at least reveal his location to Ilyia, standing right in front of him. "She could have at least left us cards." He said under his breath.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 10:43 am
Ilyia Nerian
Created by a perfect crusader.
Witness to the ultimate revelation.
"There's a certain obligation I've got, Isobel." Ilyia explained with a step to the side, "It's often referred to as a 'moral code' but I prefer to think of it as just not being rather of a pain to everyone around you. Now, granted I didn't want him, but it so happens that now I do, and if the past is any indication of the future you're going to be difficult about this, but the difference is..." She paused, leaning forward slightly with a smirk, "You've got your pet, and it's most definitely not me. You've done your work on me, and quite frankly I couldn't care less. Now, you can either do this my way or you can be annoying about it. Either way, there's nothing more you can do to me, so I have no real reason to fear, do I?"
Maiden to the fear my name has inspired,
Now I stand to teach them wrath.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 10:51 am
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
"I could kill you for one." Isobel hissed, her grip on Kalrael tightening. "I could torture you to now end, string you up by your fingers and take whatever scrap of virtue you have left, so do not dare to be comfortable with me." Her voice hissed and spat with venomous anger, and her claws threatened to tear Kalrael's skin. "Ptolemy Abhiba was never yours to want." She hissed, and then cursed quietly, realizing that she had spoken Ptolemy's name.
"Furthermore you have no use for him. He will do only as he is ordered by his master." Isobel said, calming herself considerably, and kissing Kalrael's neck, keeping her eyes on Ilyia with a gloating mock in them, as if she had won the prize; the prize being the vampire.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 11:19 am
Ilyia Nerian
Created by a perfect crusader.
Witness to the ultimate revelation.
Ilyia knew better than to shrink in her fear of any of the listed possibilities to her fate, however amused at the prospect of there being any difference between ridding her of her virtue and ridding her of her life, but all the same she wasn't there for a fight...
"Oh, you mistake me Isobel." she said with a laugh, "I'm not here for his own sake. I owe him a debt for potentially saving my life, and it really only holds fair I return the favor. Besides, I don't think I can stress this enough; I don't care what use I may or may not have for him. Besides, he's only one of how many... Hundreds, thousands even, by my guess? You're right; I have no use for him but all the same neither do you by comparison, so where's the harm?"
Maiden to the fear my name has inspired,
Now I stand to teach them wrath.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 12:50 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
"Oh, but he is of great use to me, merely not at this precise moment." Isobel said with a smile touching Kalrael's neck. "Is it not better to be prepared than to be left at a disadvantage?" She asked, without really asking. She laughed at an unheard joke and looked up, leaving Kalrael's side slowly, nearly reluctantly. She snapped her fingers, frowned when nothing happened, and snapped them again, this time louder.
Madigan and Moriana appeared, one on each side of Ilyia, making a grab for the Creation's wrists.
"Ooh she's pretty Isobel." Moriana giggled.
"Aww, why do you always get the good ones--Ouch! Moriana that isn't fair!" Madigan cried as a lightening bolt of cosmic energy zapped his neck.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 1:09 pm
Ilyia Nerian
Created by a perfect crusader.
Witness to the ultimate revelation.
Ilyia twitched as she felt the grab at her wrists, but all the same she wasn't so much afraid as irritated by the prospect. Still it didn't seem as if she really needed to play any of them against each other - except perhaps Kalrael, but he seemed quite passive in his own right, which begged her to question exactly what Isobel had done to the poor creature...
"You know, I find it odd how often I jump into an unexpected surprise and still manage to come out alive. What makes you think this will be any different? Besides," she gave a brief yank at her wrists, struggling slightly to get them out of their respective grips, "If you really think I'm afraid of you then I'll let you know fear and I don't get along since you finished my corruption."
Maiden to the fear my name has inspired,
Now I stand to teach them wrath.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2011 1:31 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
Isobel laughed and Moriana giggled, the girl unable to control herself. "Fine foolish girl. Pretend to be fearless and see where it gets you in the end." The demon purred, caressing the side of Madigan's face which made Moriana growl and snap at Isobel. The demon rolled her eyes and trailed a finger up Ilyia's nape of her neck.
"Humph. You are less fun then I thought Ilyia. And after all the stories too. Ah well. It seems that I should thank you however." Isobel paused in circling Ilyia with a glance at Kalrael. "You've reminded me why I enjoy the company of men once again." She purred with a soft laugh. She winked at Madigan and Moriana and in perfect synchronization, Isobel dissipated and reappeared behind Kalrael, and Madigan and Moriana erupted into a searing white explosion of cosmic energy, seeming to disappear entirely as well as the rest of the room in the complete white, and then black that followed. Isobel coughed and blinked a few times.
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