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 Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 4:55 pm
The Water tower is the Embassy of the Water-borne while staying in the Capital City and is of average height, more like Earth's in total height. In the very top there is a room designated for Water's royalty and houses a very large fountain which puts all others to shame. Every floor has a room whether it be a bedroom, a study, or a tactical room. However unlike the other towers, below this tower is a small pond that houses live fish and everything inside of it for the enjoyment of those staying in the tower.
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 2:56 pm
The stagecoach carrying Menos and Cyra came to a stop not far from the doors of the water tower. As Menos disembarked he stepped away to allow space for Cyra to exit. The tower pulled his gaze as he looked up the side of the tower, toward the main castle, then back down the tower. "This is the new embassy, hm?" He was taken back by it in its grandeur but his memory of the old one was fairly limited. He hadn't actually been there since his youth. Menos slowly approached the tower entry.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 1:31 pm
Cyra exited the coach feeling less than graceful. True, it was a lot more of a smooth ride than sitting directly on the horses back had been, but it was very uncomfortable to feel herself being jostled around from all sides of the box. She didn't complain though, she just couldn't find the grace within her jostled self to do more than stumble outside of the carriage.
She looked up the embassy and smiled widely. "Yes, this is our new embassy, it even smells like home." In a city located in the outskirts of the hottest part of the country, this was the only place that felt somewhat cool and relaxed.
More than excited about what lay beneath the tower she hurried in through the large doors and found the stairs that led down towards the cool water that only lacked salt. "Will you be going to the ball soon my Prince?" She asked she as descended quickly, eager to cool her skin.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 3:36 pm
Menos followed only as far as the stairwell leading down to the lake. He stood by the doors and watched as Cyra hurried down to the waiting waters below. "I suppose I should go very soon actually." He took a deep breath. "Well, I must get changed. It'd be a bit crude to just waltz on in there in a suit of armor." He took a step away from the double doors to face the foyer. The main foyer caught his eye with its decorations and elemental centric grandeur, but having little time to just take a tour Menos walked hurriedly toward the stairs to make it to the royal floor. Time probably wasn't his ally in his current situation as he likely had to hurry to get to the ball before it ended.
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 7:59 pm
Cyra heard him say he would be going and her heart ached just a bit at the thought as she came to the base of the stairs. Her fingers and toes weren't obviously webbed like her sisters in the sea, but they were still slightly webbed and currently dry feeling. She walked over to the edge of the water, the whole underground room even looked somewhat like you were already submerged. She waded her toes into the cool blue water, not stopped until only her eyes were above the surface and she pondered. My Prince will be going to dance at the royal ball, why should I concern myself with such things? She sighed, her voice ached with the longing to be melodious and beautiful. He will be surrounded be the beautiful creatures who live at court, and I cannot go for it is unbearably hot. She sniffled in the water making bubbles pop. But no voice is more beautiful than mine...I've lured many men to their deaths. It just isn't fair. She thought glumly as she submerged and swam to the bottom where the shells and coral were, the coral was fake of course since it couldn't survive in the freshwater and prosper. She began to swim around exploring all of the nooks without coming up at all, wishing two things. One, I will request for freshwater dolphins, and two I will pray that Menos does not forget me for those ugly human girls...
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Posted: Sun Jan 24, 2010 10:24 pm
Menos made it fairly quickly to the top of the tower and the royal fountain within it. He wasn't quite winded yet but he was cursing his luck for the marathon of stairs required to reach the royal stay. He made his way across the royal foyer to a room to get changed, leaving segments of his suit of armor as he made his way about. In the process of grooming himself for the occasion he could only think of the dread of having to go to such an event. It was something he didn't miss in his time of military life and traveling.
It took the better part of 20 minutes, but Menos emerged from his dressing room in half a formal suit. He elected to carry the jacket slung over his shoulder as he took a brief stroll by the fountain. It seemed greater than any fountain he remembered, the water shimmered in clarity and the fountain itself sucked up the focus from anything else in the room. to weigh down his hair he lift a bit of water from it and traced it onto his head. He slicked his hair down and tied it off to keep his face clear before taking his jacket from one of the sculptures on the fountain.
Rather than begin the long walk back downstairs to the ground floor, Menos used his power, and borrowing a bit of the water from the fountain, created himself a nice slick track of ice to speed up his trip back to the ground floor. As he closed in on the bottom floor, he made the ice more coarse until it was like snow, creating a sort of break landing as he reached the bottom floor. With a bit of push in his walk, Menos marched off into the doors leading to the main castle.
((Edit: According to Phaeton the rough timeline is reflective of the late 1400s. The classic Black Tie Tuxedo wasn't invented till 1860.))
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 7:16 pm
Cyra continued to swim along the bottom of the pond, picking up shells and pretending to listen to the ocean through them though there was no air to flow through. She sighed as she lay on the bottom looking up at at the surface, she could vaguely make out the shapes of distorted torches on the walls as they flickered with their flames. "I bet the Queen or some Princess is talking to him. What should I care?" If she was merely human no words would have been audible, but given her unique race she could easily talk and be heard, not that anyone was around to hear. She missed Menos deeply. She wished she could have gone, but just the thought of being outside made her skin itch and crack.
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 3:52 pm
"To me?" Vasyly said, stepping into the pond. "You're my queen, talk to me." He smiled, and swam over to her. "I missed you lots."
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 7:41 pm
Cyra's eyes widened to the size of saucers. "Vasyly?! Where have you been!" For the time being she completely forgot about Menos and his flirting with other girls, or being flirted with by other girls. Her husband was back. Back from where? She stayed where she was, kind of floating in the middle of the pond. Halfway between the bottom of the pond and the surface. She didn't know whether or not to go to the surface to meet him. It wasn't uncommon for her to stray, he did it too in her defense. "While you were gone I was with the Prince."
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 8:27 pm
The tower shook as the presence of an ancient one touched ground in the castle. Cyra's eyes grew even larger than they had at Vasyly's presence. "Menos!" She nearly shrieked as she swam towards the surface of the pond and began to exit the soothing waters. She raced to the stairs and took them two at a time until she reached the ground level. Looking at the castle she saw a fog through the windows of the ballroom and heard yells. She gasped as the old one left and the fog with him. What had just happened? She yearned to go to the castle, but with the condition the travel to the city had put her in she would quickly become a burden, she would not be able to stand the heat that existed outside the tower. Please be okay, please come back to us!
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 2:31 pm
"He's a tough guy isn't he?" Vasyly said, with only a small tinge of jealousy. He didn't want Menos hurt, but he wasn't too concerned about the man his wife goes chasing when he's away. "How have you been my love? I've been awefully lonely without you."
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Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2010 3:25 pm
Cyra crossed her arms over her chest crossly at her love. "My love I put myself in the service of the prince." But though she tried to sound cold and unhappy for her abandonment she could not felt but smile at her husband. He still made her heart race every time she saw him. It was one of the advantages of being ageless and beautiful for the both of them, they tended to make anyone's heart race. "I'm worried though. Something happened at the castle and an earthquake just now. Something's not right. Our Prince is in there, shouldn't we go to him?" But at the same time maybe he would come back to them?
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 12:20 pm
Menos opened the main tower doors and took a few steps in to clear a path for Kiro. The embassy seemed fairly peaceful and quiet for the moment, which was a much needed change from the tense situation within the ballroom. Menos took a deep breath of the misty air and approached the welcoming fountain. Only a few steps away, he crumbled to a knee again. He was still a bit crippled from the ritual and having his power so abruptly torn out and then restored.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 2:36 pm
"Hmmm I don't think so." Vasyly said, chuckling. "I think I hear people returning from the ball." He kissed Cyra on the cheek, and froze a little bit of the water behind him. He climbed up on the icy platform and looked around. "Hello?" He called out, his curiosity sparked. "What do you think happened?" He whispered.
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 6:35 pm
Cyra's eyes widened. "Menos!" She yelled as she launched herself up the stairs. She took them three at a time she was so worried and expectant of his return. When she reached the top she saw her prince, her heart lifted. He's okay. But then she saw how he was on the ground. "Menos!!!" She cried as she rushed to his side. She placed a webbed hand against his forehead to check if he was feverish.
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