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Trelweny

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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 1:32 pm

wahmbulance Warning!! wahmbulance
this is NOT going to be a 'nice' RP.

It was quiet here. Quiet many places actually. Magma hued scales gracefully slid through the water seeking the hot vents of steam near the cracks of the fault line. Every now and then she could hear the cry of someone whom the melted earth beneath the water's crust had taken the life of. It broke the silence and the female would stop to listen with curious apathy. Though she could hear the dead, commune with the dead, often preferring their company to the living, still Astarte cared not that they were dead or that they might have suffered in their passing. She just listened to their cries, their woes, their unending calls.

It was like an oddly comforting blanket in the silence. These dead voices of old fears.

As smooth as flowing magma her thoughts wondered. Family. Interesting. Father. Mother. Brothers. Sister. Nieces. Nephews. All so very different. All causing suffering and death in their own way. Yet it did not seem odd to her how close they all were. Close... each would fight for the others. Revenge them.

Again her mind was drifting. Perhaps a side effect from being so close to the spectral thoughts of the dead and their flightiness. The dead that lingered, unable or unwilling to go on to the next life. Spirits there that still she could hear when the moments were right or she wanted to hear them. Those here though, Astarte could tune them out if she so desired but why? It was like company when she had no desire for flesh company. Alone, but never alone. The voices, the touches, the caresses of the dead.

And where the underwater volcanoes stirred beneath the ocean's crust there were plenty of those caught by the last eruption. Such a pretty thing... their cries.

Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 6:30 pm

Kerrigor snorted as he sat on the very edge of an unseen wall, he could fell the warmth of life in front of him and to his back the cold gray chill of death. A strong current wanted to pull him along, back through the nine gates he'd just had to cross to get here. His human form had so long ago been shed for the likeness he held now, a shadowy figure with strange silver makes constantly moving across his form, long fingers like curled daggers a mouth that could gape wider than an eel's with fangs sharper than razors with the fires of her burning behind them, then there was his eyes. Oh god his eyes looked worse than the pits of hell they burned forever never seeming to have an ending and struck fear in all.

He chuckled and his mind fled to his little pupil, VooDoo, how long had it been since he'd seen the boy all grown up? Since the day he and his father had sent Kerrigor spiraling into death? No matter, he would exact his revenge, revenge so sweet the family would feel it for generations to come.

With a cackle of delight that sounded like nails being drug over a chalk board he pushed his way slowly into life.

On the other side all one could see was a flaming arch way, and out of that archway a figure of inky blackness long and drawn out with no shape or form what so ever.

As he drew himself fully out Kerrigor started to reform his fish body long and slender and his humanish body huge and bulky. His grin gaped wide and those ferocious eyes scanned the world around him.

What a perfect place to emerge from! The volcanoes looked exactly like a place that Incubus and his family would roam in.

So with another cackle Kerrigor slunk forward moving like a serpent bent on destruction and pain.

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Trelweny

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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 9:02 pm

It was the disturbance she felt more than anything before the dark laughter rolled its way across the waters to her. Something of death turned. An opening or a doorway that should not have been open through which voices of the dead had been screaming. The door must be closed now, and yet for all her dark powers Astarte was wary of going to investigate. It was not usually in her character to be adventurous. However this did somehow involve those that were dead. Doorways that opened into where the dead were in such numbers were not a commonplace occurrence. At most there had to have been someone to open such a doorway. To the female's knowledge there had been none but herself in the area. Though her 'gift' with spirits might not be fully controlled the newly adult beta was certain that even if she could, she would not inadvertently open a doorway to Hell as this had seemed to be.

It was not something she should really look into. And if it was not in her path she would not seek it out. But the cackle was ahead of her, and really considering who her family was what had she to fear? With an easy pace Astarte continued her swim.

Posted: Tue Mar 25, 2008 7:24 pm

Kerrigor stretched again reaching out with his long claw like fingers then curving them into hooks as his nails gleamed dangerous. Then movement caught his eye and the scent of life followed it. But more than that was the scent of a family he knew far to well a family he wanted to suffer. His plans were not to kill it's members, no he wanted his just rewards to go far deeper than that. He slid forward and spotted the young female. Putting on a face that was not his own, far to chivalrous and protective to be his own he slithered through the water his shadowy body curling.

"It's not wise to be swimming through such dangerous areas all alone m'dear."

He stopped watching her through the fiery pits of hell for eyes a smirk playing on his lips. He slithered forward more and stopped merely feet from her. He was handsome in a dangerous way like the wolf in the sheep's skin his grin a double edged sword.

"would you like some company?" He held out his hand his long fingers uncurling very slowly.

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Trelweny

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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2008 2:04 pm

Blood red eyes lacking in pupils shifted apathetically to the stranger at his words. Slowly the female stilled the pace of her swim. Now... this was a bit of a conundrum. This male... where had he come from? It was quite likely the laughter she had heard was his. That and his appearance made it possible he was a dark beta and therefor possible he was worthy enough to associate with her. Even more fascinating -especially to Astarte- he had the taste and feel of the dead about him. In some way... he was dead though he now had flesh again.

She could tell him she was not alone, with the cries and souls of the dead all around, or that others should be wary of her but Astarte was not one for such comments. She felt no need of them. Not today. Or she simply did not wish to banter. Either way, she said nothing.

Her eyes gave a flick to the offered hand then disregarded it. Making a small disinterested humph Astarte gave the slightest nod to permit his presence and continued her swim after having committed both the imprint of his dead feel and his visage to memory. Her scales flickered like flowing magma, with ribbons of blood trickling over black volcanic rock of ages past. She did not seem at all interested nor impressed with his chivalry or protectiveness or any attractiveness the beta might have. In fact, she seemed totally disinterested in him as a living thing. Something which was confirmed when she spoke at last.

Her smooth nearly emotionless voice flowed out like vapor even underwater as if it could almost be seen. It was soft, eerie, & slightly otherworldly much like the voices of the dead she was always in contact with. Not the tortured cries and wails of those in Hell or even those struck by the suddenness of the magma, that were around them still. The more common dead: stuck, with no direction or place to go. The half demon did not look to her 'companion' as she spoke -he could hear or not hear as nature and the waters permitted. "I seldom accept any company from the living... but you are not exactly living are you? I heard it... you came through the Door did you not?"

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