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 Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 7:39 am
 Lyrandis Desrani
Forever I live in the shadow
of the Lone Peacemaker.
Lyrandis' face paled slightly, the full realization that his ploy may have given his intent away while simultaneously endangering his plan dawning full-glare on him. A bead of sweat formed on his brow as he gritted his teeth and looked down for several seconds. A single moment, the voicing of his surrender could just as easily prove him wrong as it could prove him right, and given Isobel's eptitude at avoiding everything else he'd launched as an offensive before, it was hardly as much a risk as he figured was insurance from an otherwise inevitable fate.
He relaxed slightly in his crouch as a sigh escaped him. The traces of empowerment that had manifested about him faded away as his head sunk even lower. "Alright..." he breathed, "I surrender."
His war has become as my own;
His legacy will not go unfinished.
Order Of Chaos: Oh, dear... Yeah, sure. I'm always game for new ideas. By the way like the new non-manual color I gave Lyrandis?
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 7:49 am
 ❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
Isobel smiled and ran her hand across Lyrandis' cheek. "Good boy." She whispered, sliding her fan into its sheath and moving closer to him. "See? I always win." She purred in his ear, running a hand across his shoulders gently.
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 7:57 am
Lyrandis Desrani
Forever I live in the shadow
of the Lone Peacemaker.
A hundred thoughts rushed through the Godling's mind, his wit quickly marking the vast majority as not worth pursuing and exactly one worth risking his life for. He hoped in all sincerity that Isobel couldn't tap into his mind, as quite simply he felt confident enough in his plan - if perhaps not his own will - to carry this through.
Isobel had won the battle, but not the war. Judging simply that just within a minute past she had accused him of his very ploy he would have to hold off on aggression until.... By all that is still holy, why me... he realized with an awful shudder - in part due to Isobel's hand across his shoulders but also partly due to the realization that he would have to be the dominant factor in something entirely new to him. He looked up into Isobel's eyes with a narrow-eyed stare, clearly unhappy with... something.
"Yeah, so do I." he said simply, "It was you that assumed I'd rather you dead. Why do you think I didn't insist on a finish to the death, honestly? What point would there be in having no mutual arrangement?"
His war has become as my own;
His legacy will not go unfinished.
Order Of Chaos:
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 8:02 am
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
Isobel chuckled and her lips passed dangerously near the Godling's neck as she moved away, sitting cross-legged just outside of his reach. She let a smile come over her lips and she tilted her head. "Even still, I made you surrender." She said simply, leaning back slightly. "And that counts for something." She whispered, eyes widening with excitement.
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Posted: Sat Dec 03, 2011 12:29 pm
Lyrandis Desrani
Forever I live in the shadow
of the Lone Peacemaker.
"Which brings on my next point." Lyrandis said rather matter-of-factly. "You said that if you force my surrender, then you 'have' me. I'm no stranger to implication, but after so soon being accused of a rather suicidal exploit I'm hesitant to believe inferences and implications coincide."
He straightened, straightening the back of his tunic for a brief moment with a look over to Isobel. In the back of his mind three images flashed almost into his vision. The first an unintended memory he had stumbled across of his own father's corruption in a similar situation, the image of the corrupted counterpart that he himself had to deliver a final blow to, and lastly of his sister. Doubt, he had no room for.
He knew all along that sooner or later his fight would come to a close, more than likely in his own demise but he also knew the risks of engaging in as interpretive an interference as his tactical mind had formulated. The exact same scenario had defiled his father, who was to say it wouldn't do the same to him?
He stared on, every last reservation clouding his initial judgement as he narrowed his eyes. "What exactly is it that you want from me?"
His war has become as my own;
His legacy will not go unfinished.
Order Of Chaos:
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 12:03 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
A loud laugh rang out from the demon as Isobel gestured to herself. "Here I sit, a creature of sin, and you ask what I want from you? And they called me dense." She said with a grin. She tilted her head again and traced her lips with the tip of her tongue slowly as she thought.
Isobel shifted her kimono slightly, debating the time it would take for her to lose whatever measure of patience she had left. Not long, but she did want to give the poor man a chance at the very least.
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 12:21 pm
Lyrandis Desrani
Forever I live in the shadow
of the Lone Peacemaker.
Lyrandis shrugged impassively, considering the pros and cons of the immediate situation and without any effort taking into account he was stretching his luck. A small shudder ran through his arms as he realized with his first step forward what - in the literal - he found himself stepping into. "I was always shown the more painful way not to assume. After a defeat as early as this most recent on a so-far flawless record, you might have realized my confidence in not asking is a little shaken."
However despite his voiced reasoning he stepped forward again, reaching with a hand to the very top of her chest and easing her frame back to the floor, himself lingering barely several inches above her, in a position where tripping would not only be incredibly easy, but equally sudden a weight on the Demon's figure. "Of course then again, I could just be made to fall."
His war has become as my own;
His legacy will not go unfinished.
Order Of Chaos:
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 12:28 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
Isobel fought slightly in being lowered to the floor, a giggle escaping her as she let herself lose. Her foot found Lyrandis' and she trailed her toes around his ankle for a moment. Her eyes met his for a single moment, her intents rather clear. She devilishly grinned before kicking the Godling's foot, strength restrained, but it was enough to set him off of balance. Or, at least the demon hoped.
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 12:42 pm
Lyrandis Desrani
Forever I live in the shadow
of the Lone Peacemaker.
Lyrandis' eyes widened slightly as he felt his weight drop quite suddenly onto Isobel, the immediate moment catching him amid a swarm of strange truths, each of which he struggled inwardly even to maintain in his mind amid the continued intent... Intent? he realized as he questioned himself, What is going on here?
Then it struck him. Isobel on her own needed very little help - in fact none at all - in striking an imposing and largely suggestive figure, which in and of itself worked slowly into Lyrandis' mind as their conflict ensued. He could only justify the realization through the sudden surge of reality that he only then discovered and by the blatant evidence that despite his heritage, he was no creature of Light. He was perhaps even more prone to the hints and prods of Isobel's manner than either of his parents, which in turn left him curious; wanting even.
Another bead of sweat formed on his brow as he realized the exact thought had driven him into inaction on his plan to end Isobel's life. Slowly enough he began to weave a measure of instinct into his thoughts which in turn fell into his actions, and before any longer time had passed he began to press down onto her kimono - onto her...
The sudden realization that as a result he may have found himself in no particular position to oppose her, while at the same time thereby almost accepting submission, struck him right then, and immediately his mind flew out of focus, unable to interpret anything he was doing.
His war has become as my own;
His legacy will not go unfinished.
Order Of Chaos:
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 12:53 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
With a sigh Isobel looped her arms around the Godling's neck. "See dearie? Nothing to fret about." She said, melding her body with his closer. She closed her eyes partly, tilting her head back against the floor, effectively baring her neck in the process.
Humph. A small voice in the back of her head made Isobel frown lightly and reopen her eyes, chin dropping back down.
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 1:07 pm
Lyrandis Desrani
Forever I live in the shadow
of the Lone Peacemaker.
Lyrandis continued on, thankful at least that she hadn't noticed that in fact he was fretting, however inwardly. Half of him loathed his inexperience in the matter, the other screaming at him to end to finish it now. His reason broke through however, and while he insisted to his own that he would have to continue as was for the purpose of convincing her away from his hostile intent, he remained doubtful of how far that truth extended.
A voice called through his mind, that of his sister. "Lyrandis?" she voiced through his own thoughts, "You said you wouldn't be long; are you alright?"
Yerinae.... Of course, the full circle. One fatal flaw into the fatal realization. Nothing could be assumed until then; Isobel had defiled Ilyia into her lustful clutches, had ensnared Kalrael into what he assumed to be a perpetual trap, judging by his own failure to secure his release, and had been well on her way to convincing his own self that to pursue his own interests wasn't worth sacrificing the immediate indulgence that could - for all he knew - wind up killing him.
He had to act quickly, had to finish her as soon as there was an opening. At the very least, he had learned one insight. One that he hoped he could forget the lesson of in time. Still Isobel's frown gave him pause, and he looked her in the eye for a moment before asking. "You seem a little fretful yourself, don't you think?"
His war has become as my own;
His legacy will not go unfinished.
Order Of Chaos:
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 1:13 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
Isobel giggled and waved what she saw as his concern away. "Siblings are annoying aren't they?" She asked with a smile, biting his lower lip as she concluded her question, licking away the drop of blood that beaded there.
"Always meddling." She murmured, stroking the back of Lyrandis' neck gently, toying with the back of his collar.
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 1:23 pm
Lyrandis Desrani
Forever I live in the shadow
of the Lone Peacemaker.
Lyrandis' face paled immediately at Isobel's question, suspecting that Yerinae's voice in his own mind had been heard - that in fact Isobel had been playing him for a fool this entire time and had thereby succeeded. Still if she was going to play him for a fool he would have to act one just as well. "Sibling rivalry, I believe." he said, lowering himself again.
No harm in coming to the table prepared. In his right hand he began to slowly focus a well of Soul, making sure that even with his affinity he had a difficult time telling there was any power rising in his grip at all, but he lay his head sideways on Isobel's opposing shoulder as an effort to keep her attention. "My father for instance, had arguably the worst case of it. Why do you ask?"
His war has become as my own;
His legacy will not go unfinished.
Order Of Chaos:
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 1:47 pm
❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖Isobel Mierien❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖❖ ♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰♰
"I heard something." Isobel said simply, nails digging into Lyrandis' shoulders to spur a reaction, trying to coax him into her realm of sin. "Something that doesn't matter to us." She purred in his ear. Her lips trailed on his cheek before she leaned her head away, narrowing her eyes.
"You are distracted." She purred with a pout.
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 1:58 pm
Lyrandis Desrani
Forever I live in the shadow
of the Lone Peacemaker.
"Inexperienced," Lyrandis said as if to correct Isobel, "learning, rather."
He felt a faint shiver force itself through his spine as the Demon's nails struck at his nerves in far too unexpected a way for him to properly gauge the reality of it with any manner of level-headedness. "Lyrandis?" Again the Godling shuddered, but he picked himself up and propped his weight between one hand - the one incidentally housing the well of power - and his waist, which in itself sent another shiver through him. One last move to convince and he suspected he could strike. So, with his free hand he trailed a finger down the center of Isobel's kimono, sliding lightly down her chest and not even pausing at the seam. Instead a small wrapping of red Spirit created a forcible split without any effort or strain at all along where it crossed. "Maybe I just need to see what I'm dealing with, no?" He asked quietly.
His war has become as my own;
His legacy will not go unfinished.
Order Of Chaos:
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