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 Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 6:43 pm
Welcome one and all to the Deal makers cave, hidden deep with in the forest of Lunaria, Upon arrivel you will be grated with two, wide wooden doors in the mouth of the cave, the old oak caking in some places. Once you enter you will be lead down a long, dank,dark cavern, lined with books and jars filled with odd things. After a few moments you will enter a wide area, furnished with old looking furniture, a fire placed in one of the stone walls, it may look homey, but it gives you a feeling over ire-ness, After that a man will appear two you, with his silver hair and piercing read eye, This is the Deal maker, his goal is to take away the one thing that causes you pain, the one thing that brings you two your knees in agony. And this freedom from something so harsh? so tarible?, is a favor, he will take it away, if and only if, you do him a favor in return, be it for the rest of your life you are too come to his ever beck and call, and do that task with out another word, or a simple one as fetching herbs, so one ware he said ill fined you and let you know when the time is right.
Only those who are desperate can fined this place, and once they leave, they forget its location, only those who he has granted remembrance may come and go as the pleas.
So...Do come in~
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Posted: Wed May 29, 2013 6:49 pm
“I remember a time..” A voice echoed through the small cave, bouncing off of jares and books that lined the walls. “Ware ones underling was supposed to take orders and do them, without a second glance, no, Breath.” There was a loud smack ,followed by a sharp intake of breath.” You know how i hate to be let down Adoven...” The voice continued on, its tone light, almost cheery.” Ha, in fact, i told you, there would be a punishment this time for failing to carry out your task.”
“I’m sorry...”
“Well sorry just won't cut it!” There was another strike, this time a pained gasp was heard.” This time, sorry means, i’m not good enough to finish out this task, maybe i should get a new right hand.”
Deep within the carve there were two figures, one was on his knees, arms chained behind his back, the other was standing above him, a black, whip like thing sprouting out of his finger tips.”Look at me when i'm speaking to you.” The standing figure said, his red eye glaring down at the other, who looked up at him threw a veil of dark hair, silver eyes tired, drained of all emotion, they just had the appearance of cold steel.
“Now...Adoven, remind me..” The other said, kneeling down, making himself eye level withthe dark elf, who instantly looked back at the ground. “Ah, ah ah, Look back at me..” The other said,flicking his wrist, making the whip vanish. The figure reached forward, cupping Adovens chin, forcing him to look up at the other.” What do you owe me?”
“..A favore..”
“right good good, why do you owe me that favore?”
There was silence, Adoven;s eyes darted away from the mans red one, wanting to look anywhere but there. He felt so, humiliated, so looked down upon, so... so used.
“Because you took my broken heart...” He said, his voice hoarse, gritting his teeth as he watched the other grin like a madman.” Thats right, i took that little ol’ busted heart of yours...” The figure said, leaning in so that his lips were mere inches apart from the others. “So that you can’t feel.” and with that he closed the gap. pressing a light kiss to the elfs lips.
Silver eyes went wide, instinctively biting the others lip, drawing blood, causing him to pull back.” Ow!, hay now, that wasn't very nice now was it..” He said, his hand moving from Adoven’s chin to the back of his head, grabbing a fist full of hair as he pulled his head back, exposing the elfs neck.”Bold move for a heartless elf, tell me, do you even remember her name?” He asked, looking down at the pale skin.” Remember the way she would call for you?”
“No..please stop..”Adoven whimpered feeling the fingers tighten around his scalp.
“The way she would smile.”
“No..no.. i’m sorry, i won't mess up again i swear!”
“The way she would kiss you, run her fingers thru your hair, and call you her one and only.”
Adoven could feel tears rush too his eyes, and it wasn't for the fact that he was feeling remorse, or pain, or loaning, it was the fact that he wasn't feeling it at all, and it was the most frustrating feeling on this earth, to know and remember how much he loved her, how much he cared, only to not feel what he should, to feel the pain. because he chose the cowards way out.
“What do you think she would do...if she saw me kissing you like this?” The figure said as he leaned down, pressing his lips lightly to the others exposed neck. Earning a small ,strangled whine of protest from the elf.
The figure smirked, opening his mouth slightly, his teeth grazing the others neck. It was time that he branded this one, without that mark, he could very well get his heart back and leave, and Lucian couldn't have him doing that, not quite yet.
With that the figure, or Lucian as we have learned, ran his tongue along the spot on the others neck, earning, what he thought could be described as a moan, right there then. Lucian gave a smirk, baring his teeth before he sent them into the others soft flesh, earning a loud anguished scream from the other.
Lucian pulled away after a moment, marveling his handy work. around the two holes were his teeth had sunk in were three small circles, overlapping one another in the middle, vines covered the rings, making them look bounded together, unable to escape there wiery prison.
“There....now, punishment is over, i leave you at this my dear Adoven.” The other said, letting Adoven’s hair go,watching as the other slumped to the ground, chest raising in shallow breaths.
“Welcome to my...permanent employment.” Lucian said with a laugh, turning to leave, the echo of his shoes click clanking off the stone walls as he left.
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