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 Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2013 4:00 pm
✷♚ The Town of Black ♚✷  Also called Black City, this is a place filled with madness. With a population ranging in the hundred thousands, the city is a fairly crowded place with houses and shops as far as the eye can see, all lined on cobbled stone streets. Tea shops are scattered throughout the city, placed among homes and clothing shops and other such rush, but Tea is a black specialty. Some of the shops don't sell "Conventional Tea", green tea, black tea, earl gray, but instead sell "Special Tea". Special Tea is a tasteless brew made with high concentrations of emotional extract, sucked from willing participants who no longer wanted to feel the emotion at all. Less strong Special Teas are made with an artificial emotion, something that is akin to the real emotion, but merely mimics it in a very good way. Special Teas only come in small bottles with up to five drops in them, and you are only supposed to have one drop within 24 hours.
Despite the name of the town and the country itself, the people of Black City dress in brightly colored gowns and suits, with wildly designed hair and intense make up. All the clothes have a touch of black on them, of course, but if the entire dress of suit is not black with brightly colored trim, that it is the trim that's black. The people themselves can be friendly, or moody, and sometimes overly friendly.
In the center of the city is a large, almost castle like building that, to most, seems incredibly intimidating. Many who are new to the country believe this to be the Castle of Black, but they're wrong, it's actually a complete market. The "Black Market" is a large collection of large shops inside one building, floors upon floors of different materials from just about every magic you could think of. However, these shops also sell some normal things too, regular cooking ingredients and so on.
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 1:22 pm
 ╔══════════════╗XXXCold beauty XXXXXX ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Ðark ☠ Ɍoyalty ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄XXXXXXXXXXXXxxxxxXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Burning DesireXXXXXXXXXXXXxxxxxxxxXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX╚══════════════╝ Click click gasp, gasp click click...it was almost music to her ears as people gasped to see her, THE Black Queen walking the streets as if she was a common person, hardly that of course. Yet it was quite perfect since some didn't gasp or bow at the right time, a glare sent their way for not even knowing how to make her apperance grand enough her steps and their gasps made a beat. She would have to send out a message that it is to be done from now on...until it annoyed her.
Click click click, the sound of a small silver heal hitting the cobble ground in strides, the silver shoe coiling it's way up a thin smooth leg to the knee, visible only thanks to the slit from mid-thigh down the woman's right side. Of course for a walk in this dirty city nothing longer than ankle length will do to avoid drag. Soft silk of red mixed with silver dawned her flowing layered dress, plunging corset to show her ample features and that cursed tattoo of her rosen heart, it was a dark grey showing a good health and mood for a change. To match the seduction of that expanse of supple pale skin was a face of beauty, stern yet pleasant to gaze apon, if not hindered by the red veil that shielded half her visage. Yet those red eyes still showed so clearly, a wicked madness in them that had people staring or looking away in awe or fear.
Click click clack. She stopped in place and looked over her shoulder seeing the two skeletons and undead woman in a maid uniform. One of the skeletons was made of black bones, something dripping from him thick and gooey. The other was clean but the maids hands where black as well holding a black sack close to her in clutched hands. Red hair fell over one empty but cleaned eye socket, she had been killed by a stab through there but now had an undead life of servitude. "Aria come here and stay by my side, I cannot keep watch over you from back there!" Flinching the maid rushed to her side fearful of a hit but the gloved hand she received was gentle, "Dear girl you know I want things safe...you are my thing so safe you shall be. " Her hand brushed the dead woman's slowly rotting skin, it was still fair for someone so dead. The Queen hated rot, such an ugly sight to see so things where bone or they had decent flesh around her.
Eying the bag in her servants hand she sighed, it was such a boring task. sitting by the black lake while her skeleton went for a walk for those rare black diamonds she adored. The best way to get into her good graces was a gift like that but rarely did she get one. Now she had found the ever rare two, having them fit into a new crown for her, if all goes well she'll have more power.
Chatter chatter, behind her she heard chatter, turning to glare at the skeletons as they clacked"If you're going to make noise then make it good, in fact " Looking around she saw a small group carrying instruments, clapping her hands at them "You there play! I want to see my skeletons dance!" She laughed a laugh that didn't suit her, girlish and...odd. Still being Queen she got what she wanted, music and a strange show of dancing skeletons, with bones falling about. Worried about her getting upset a chair was brought forth for her ti sit and enjoy with a light smirk on soft lips. I am
Heading to the black market
Speaking with
No one
Ooc
I've never posted I noticed, not expecting anyone to join me but I had to throw her out there.
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Posted: Mon Oct 06, 2014 8:23 pm
 ‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡  ‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡There had been a long while until Zane had returned to walk the City of Black. My had it grown with the scent of Iron poisoning the sir further however; the smells of toxin had never halted his travels before as he came prepared with an enchanted machine that, like his water purification, cleansed the air. The machine though didn't obscure his face as it was a Clear mask that mounted securely with leather string that tied to the back over his head and rested just above his ears. This was a normal sight to see since whenever out and about to pay his tributes to royalty. he would wear the mask until their presence was made known. With respect, despite him being far older than the current royalty, he never faulted to remove the object or remove hat with gentle bow. Today though, the city was rummaging with people that wavered in all expressions. With their behavior, it suggested the anxious sides were caused by the Queen whom made her way through the streets. Mortals were sometimes too simple to read as he had surrounded himself with them and consumed them. Abruptly interrupting his thoughts and his cheerful bounced stride; Zane cocked his head to the sound of musical instruments filling the air with their playful notes followed by the clatter of human bones falling onto the hard ground. He smirked and trailed himself to the direction to set eyes upon the spectacle and the gathering of people whom were also curious of the sounding event. His attire consisted of an unusual all black consistent color with leather pants and bracers that were decorated with small intruding studs. Though, this was only a coincidence as he walked in the Black Kingdom. Zane set eyes upon the queen whom took graced seat in a brought chair as the crowd made way for his own presence as they appealed to whom he was. Following the streets to the Queens right, the male removed his mask and breathed in the polluted air without reflex and then adverted his eyes to the dancing Skeletons. the male laughed both with the queen and reflexively. He clapped his hands together according to beat of the chimed drums filling the air with perfect base and rhythm. Zane titled his attention and adverted his gaze towards The Black Queen and smiled. he bent and bowed with perfect posture, straight back and shoulders held strong while keeping knees straight as he then held himself back to high stance, "My Queen," He began, "fancy for you to grace my sight, forcing my evening to become more lovely." He spoke. His tone was that of no ill intention as it were only friendly and full of life. ‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡‡Location: Town of Black centural ‡ With:Queen Of black ‡ Theme: Dreams of Seven ‡
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Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2014 11:20 am
╔══════════════╗XXXCold beauty XXXXXX ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Ðark ☠ Ɍoyalty ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄XXXXXXXXXXXXxxxxxXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Burning DesireXXXXXXXXXXXXxxxxxxxxXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX╚══════════════╝Dancing bones made a hard sound against the cobble ground, small masses of people staring in strange awe and smiles to appease their crazed ruler. She sat, clapping her hands slightly and flicking her feet to the music in the chair provided for her. The zombie woman beside her standing with a strange stair, unable to grasp what was happening before her. It wasn't long before another sound of clapping reached the pale ears of the Black Queen, another as twisted as her to clap their hands in joy. She stopped, raising her hand to make her black and white reflection of skeletons to stop and stand at the ready, the music dying down as she turned her attention to the man bowing in perfect posture. The Black elder, Zane. A peculiar creature, though having a human form she knew he was not. He was a charmer, much like her and her court, a man to be wary of but never offend. Slowly a slime spread across painted lips as she rose from her chair. Offering a small bow her self she motioned for her skeletons to take away the now empty chair. "Zane it has been some time since I last saw you. Though saying I forced your night to be lovely makes me feel as if you wished or an ugly night of disappointment." She loved to twist peoples words on them, but she knew he wouldn't be like her usual prey, stammering over themselves to fix what she turned on them. eyes softened as she wondered his form, taking in his attire for the evening, a dull all black attire but it was fitting for him right now. "I was just heading into the market, I found some of my favorite gems with in your dear black lake. A new crown would be perfect for them, since I already have many made into a necklace and a set of earrings. Not to mention my ring." On her hand was a large ring, glimmering black, it was a gift from her husband on their wedding day, a day she thought would be just a step in her goals but no it stole her heart and now she tried to rule his heart with a harsh hand. He could fool around, she did it as well, but if he got too close, if he got seduced and fell for another woman, she would find her self dead. No one stole the true attention or heart of the Black king, if she could she would kept it physically in her person at all times. Her mind wondered to her home eyes glaring ahead before snapping out of her strange trance. "Anyway someone with your flair of style would be able to openly suggest a design. Everyone else just agrees with me here and does not speak out." She stood beside him giving a small smirk before looking over to Aria who stood still holding the bag "Come now my soft one it is time to walk again" The undead woman blinked openly before suddenly coming back to her senses and rushing over to her masters side. "The newly awoke ones tend to have a hard time stay in focus." SHe sighed brushing the woman's hair lightly. I am
Heading to the black market
Speaking with
Zack
Ooc
So sorry this took so long
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2014 6:23 am
‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡Skeletons ready with defense to the subtle approach of Zane, they were most amusing from once dancing to attempting to intimidate. He remained un-phased though with smile and continued about his interaction with a disheartened soul to see his presence cause the melody's interruption. Zane continued to lay in wait and the cocked his head upon seeing the queen rise from her chair and toy with smirk across her rosy crimson lips. Suddenly, the queen had made curtsy, a sign she still held respect for the elder despite his absence in her kingdom. Appointments in other kingdoms along with his agency and with the White Queens extravagant parties had him due away from his homeland for years in what seemed to pass slowly by. "Indeed, Queen of Black. A while shall be an understatement from my absence." He retorted with blithe, "Regarding my night's expectations, yes, uneventful and monotonous was to be my wish but, a quick change of mind when sights feel upon you and forced the decision otherwise." Quick in response, he hadn't need to take time to pass words across his mind and organize them to suit the situation. This came natural, after all, he was a politician that ordered his own public relation. Taking note, twist of his own words would prove to be difficult as he had played the game many times before this woman was queen. A quizzical expression soon played upon the woman's pale face, a small lowering in brow and soft eyes looked upon his attire and not his face. Continuing the alluring smile, he listened to the Queen's reasoning to being spotted within her city, though highly unnecessary until she spoke of the waters which he once called home and then the Diamonds that the lake produced. A dark crown for the lovely, twisted woman, they would match perfectly with personality to match the sharpness and shine of the jewels placed upon her brow. Zane needn't see the gift of the Kings; the ring she so proudly boasted had been seen more than once in the past as he attended the wedding ceremonies and paid his tribute to the wedded couple. Again, a change in behavior from showing off glimmering ring to daze and far away, the queens gaze shifted to the castle for a moment as the mention of her husbanded seemed to have brought unpleasant thoughts to the mind. Zane had said nothing, allowing the Queen to take a moment of silence before snapping to with a beginning of compliment. The males smile widened to being asked for suggestion and commentary for a design for crown that was so permanent and depicted the queens signature look. Excitement couldn't be contained, "The consistent agreement of others dose sound, I shall say, boring." He said and chuckled, "I am honored you know me of not being one to hold my tongue in the name of style." Zanes attention adverted to the blank expression of the undead woman whom was assumed to be another slave to the queen. There wasn't much thought about it as he found it odd to see the queen taking with such amusement to the dead woman whom was referred to as 'soft one' The days before had been tedious with work and playing catch up on setting appointments to judge courts. Statistically, crime was on a strange rise as there was no prerequisite and it had cause a mummer within the systems elders. This walk though, following the queen and her puppets was a simple break in the routine that perhaps would provide wavering stress or even a lift of weight. Zane titled his head to the right as he took step by the queens right side instead of behind where the bones followed, though he found it queer for the undead woman to be attached so well, "new ones, fascinating. Perhaps if more concentration of magic could aid in their focus until they're of sustainable age?" ‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡‡Location: Town of Black centural ‡ With:Queen Of black ‡ Theme: Dreams of Seven ‡
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Posted: Fri Oct 17, 2014 8:09 pm
╔══════════════╗XXXCold beauty XXXXXX ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ Ðark ☠ Ɍoyalty ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄XXXXXXXXXXXXxxxxxXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Burning DesireXXXXXXXXXXXXxxxxxxxxXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX╚══════════════╝
Red painted the smile of Marionette, she was happy to have a true companion join her with an open mind. She was never one to like being alone but she also never trusted another soul either, Zane was too charming, too smooth in his words to be unsure that he didn't have an ulterior motive to joining her. Still the moment was in the open air with people watching, too loyal to see her in any danger and not assist her in anyway. walking she saw him switch to her side, reaching out to take his arm lightly "It is the role of a gentleman to escort a lady correct?" It was all fun, not a hint of a different reason but to have some time with him and enjoy it lightly. "You have no idea the..kiss assery? I believe that is a term used right now, of these jewelers. They would do anything to keep me happy so I dont get mad when others bring in black gems and they don't steal them for me. I have enough skeleton to get what I need. " Nothing was out of her grasp that wasn't human she felt, a human soul got in her way, thats why she loved the undead.
The queen waved her hand at the fresh servant "Perhaps but this one is fresh from today. I caught her trying to steal a peek at me while bathing, her hands otherwise preoccupied with the theft of a few of my jewels. Her eye was stabbed through by a guard seeing her eye peeking through my curtains. In the end I felt pity for her and brought her back, though her eye was cleaned out." Brushing aside Aria's hair it showed the clean empty space that would be her eye. "By tomorrow she should be ready to do more than follow and hold a bag but i do wish the first day was a bit more cohesive on their movements and motion control." Aria just stood their her eyes blank before she blinked and followed once more. "It take time for the brain to register it is alive within a human, small animals just start to move on instinct unless told other wise." She remembered her first undead, a rabbit that just hopped around until she was tired of it.
Ahead of them loomed the castle that held all the black markets, illegal or not they did the dirty work and what she wanted was honest clean living, the men she knew of here did the best job around. It took a bit more to wander the halls as people bowed to them, finding in the back where the temperature was high from the black smiths tools and furnace. The man bowed as low as he could, his nose almost touching the ground before he rose and clapped his hands together, but before he could say a word she raised her hand with a stern smile. "I have hear a guest with me who will be helping in the design of a new crown..well more of a tiara style I think, for me of course. Do you have anything ready that may fit two dark gems from the Black Lake?" She smiled gently but the man knew better than to make her mad, pulling aside a young lad with a book in his hands.
Apparently the new one was a doodler, drawing new designs when he could or if someone requested. From next door the jeweler was requested, he knew how to handle the silver and white gold she adored. "Well Zane I trust your design flare, please talk to them about what would fit divinely on my head." with that her attention went to Aria, tending to her and trying to snap her reawakened brain into place. Maybe with the new crown she would do a bit better in making them attentive faster.
I am
Heading to the black market
Speaking with
Zack
Ooc
finally
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2014 9:03 pm
✩✫✬✭✮✯✰ ☪☩ ☩ Blood on her skin
Dripping with Sin
Do it again
Living Dead Girl ☪ ☩ ☩ ✩✫✬✭✮✯✰ Eri had woken with the setting of the sun and found that she was completely alone. With a sigh she got up and cleaned up, hoping that by the time she was finished someone would show their face. She had no such luck. If there was one thing that Eri hated more than anything in the world it was being alone. It gave her far to much time to think. Before she'd joined the shadow council, being alone was a big part of her every day life. Now, however, it wasn't supposed to be. She looked at her calendar with a sigh, she wasn't scheduled to be doing anything so where was every one. Heading down to the council room she looked around only to find that it was empty. She frowned, as the Violet Elder, she'd hoped that people would tell her if something of importance was going on. Sighing softly she decided to feed before finding Zane, it shouldn't be to hard, it was dark, and if he was with in the city she could travel through the shadows that were cast from the lights in people's windows.
She walked out of the council room and smiled taking a deep breath, her eyes glowing a deep crimson, an easy sign that she was hungry, and that she was using her energy to take to the shadows. She faded and then disappeared completely, becoming the shadows. This was her favorite way to travel. Running could be fun, but running while hungry was simply an annoyance to the vampire. She remembered her maker telling her that she shouldn't manipulate the shadows when she was hungry, but she wasn't overly hungry so it didn't phase her, she knew her limits. She stopped at a local pub and sighed, drunks were the easiest to tease. She smoothed the material of her long violet silk dress and smiled, pulling the door open. She couldn't help smirking at the humans as they stared at her. She had managed to tone her energy down so that her eyes returned to her usual green. Finding a human male she pulled him out into the alley, looking directly into his eyes and hers flashed crimson, the man's pupils dilated telling her that she had his mind under her control, "Hi there, I am going to take some of your blood. It will not hurt, you will not scream, and once I finish you will go back inside and remember nothing." She said. Smirking she sank her fangs into his neck and moaned, she could taste the alcohol in his system. She couldn't get drunk, but it was the closest she could get to the taste.
She'd been so sloppy when she was young, now, she didn't waist a bit, and came out completely clean. Letting the human go she focused, trying to find Zane's scent. The city of black at night was an eerie place. She could count on two hands the number of times she'd been approached by tall strong men, saying she should not be wondering the streets at night all alone, to many scary monsters. Ha, that was a laugh, she was the monster that they warned her against, a blood sucking vampire, who's eyes would glow crimson and roll at them as they warned her. They usually ran screaming, which somehow amused her. She'd yet to find a man that she didn't scare off.
As soon as she found it, she faded into the shadows and moved through the city until she found him. She didn't recognize the person he was with at first, she could usually see better but in shadow form she couldn't see well at all. She materialized behind him with a smirk, "Ah, there you are! Finally I found you. I woke alone and decided to come and offer my assistance if you need it........" She froze when she saw whom he was with and if possible for an already pale vampire, went pale. She offered a bow, "Forgive me, I did not recognize you from the Shadows, Queen of Black, I pray you over look my rudeness," Damn, this was bad, Zane was forever correcting her behavior he wouldn't like her intrusion. She sighed, wishing now that she'd hung back, and said nothing, but the ever impulsive vampire did not know the meaning of restraint.
As old as she was most thought that she should be more mature than she was, but she really wasn't, all though, right now, in the presence of the Queen of Black, her actions could have a negative impact. It could make the Shadow Council and Zane, who ranked above her look bad, this wasn't good at all. She chanced a glance out of the corner of her eye at him, hoping that he would not be angry. ✩✫✬✭✮✯✰ Location: Town of black
✩✫✬✭✮✯✰ Company: Zane and The Queen of Black
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 10:48 pm
‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡"I suppose it should be a gentleman duty," Zane spoke, still rather indifferent about the gender roles that were established in the modern society, but it was considered polite even though he didn't have much of a choice in the matter. The queens had already made reach for his arm and assuming he would refuse, there would be a rupture in relations.No matter. The male held out his arm for the queen to grasp and for him to lead the way as suggested. Adverting his brown eyes to cut and look to Marionet he raised a brow, "Humm, I am unfamiliar with the modern terms used these days. Being in the council has consumed my time as to the reasons being the loss of connection between the two of us." He informed her and looked back to the path ahead. Vaguely remembering the streets and dark corners and the markets, he recalled from what he had seen years ago from last adventure. Lost an eye only to be replenished and brought back to be of use once more, he didn't bother glancing to the enslaved woman as he listened intently to the Queens story. Zane though, he found it fascinating that the woman had felt pity as it seemed to be out of her character; then again, she was near mortal herself. He inhaled deeply but abruptly felt a laughing fit sneak from the pit of his nerves. Rushing to hold free hand over his mouth, his straight expression curved into twisted grin and then bright smile as he chuckled and then burst into a fit of laughter. "Haha! Please excuse, "The man began, "It's a reflex, though- haha, I find her story to be more than amusing" He was slowly calming, "Hahaha~Ahem."The smell of Iron flooded the Fay's seances, almost blinding as tears tried to flush his brown eyes that flashed emerald for a split moment before reverting. With scrunch of nose, he shifted and adjusted himself and cleared his throat. Though, closer and closer they came to the smelts and forge of the jewelers and smiths it was hard to keep the proper demeanor of having respirator removed. Focused Zane remained, focused on the Queen and the excitement to designing the crown that would be placed upon her brow. He gave nod to the craftsmen whom took low bow and then one to the younger boy that was brought over to illustrate the design suggested. Leaning on right hip, Zane released the Queens arm form escort and rested in pocket as he began to imagine the twists of metal that corresponded with the queens betrothed ring. Before a word was spoken regarding design, there was a take in a familiar scent and a reply directly to the boy in grin. Zane cocked his head and lifted a finger, ignoring the moments arrival of his subordinate in council as she embarrassingly coped out with blunt disregard for the Queen and her obvious guards. A design appeared in his thought as he continued to ignore the woman behind him , "Ah, use the light silver but encode it with black- use a twining base in constant infinity with three thorns. Two measured directly and according with the tip of her brow temples and then one centered. Symmetrical, it has to be symmetrical. One more thing, use the silver, instead of spokes to hold the diamonds in place, use silver leaves with black gold veins." Now the male was ready but with smile as he snapped his fingers twice and reached to the respirator to place it to mouth. Easing his breath to the purity of the air now flowing into his lungs. Zanes eyes met the girl whom was now apologizing for her abrupt actions of not recognizing the Queen of Black. No frown, no dissatisfaction with the circumstances to be expressed as he only continued his smile. "Humm... assistance is unnecessary today, young'ling" He spoke to the vampiress and then looked to the Queen, "Overlook her rudeness indeed my Queen as she shall be informed accordingly when i return to the council... as for your Design, Please, overlook the boys illustration of the description, I am sure it'll be to your fancy." There was no show or waver in emotion though, inside his words hinted there was to be consequences once more to the Violet Elders actions. His toleration was strong as there had been a reason why he accepted the oblivious woman's application to be apart of the Shadow Council. Zane acted as if nothing was wrong to ease the tension between the queen and honestly; to further the embarrassment of the girl whom apologized. "Miss Violet.. shhh, take gander of Design after Queen Marinoet" ‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡☽‡‡Location: Town of Black centural ‡ With:Queen Of black, Elder Violet ‡ Theme: Dreams of Seven ‡
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Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2014 4:25 pm
✩✫✬✭✮✯✰ ☪☩ ☩ Blood on her skin
Dripping with Sin
Do it again
Living Dead Girl ☪ ☩ ☩ ✩✫✬✭✮✯✰ Eri heard his words, and hearing him apologize again for her rudeness all she could to was cringe. She knew Zane well enough to know that she was going to pay for her error later. She sighed, it had been a while since she'd faced one of Zane's consequences. Hearing him call her youngling she wanted so badly to roll her eyes. Only Zane got away with calling her that, as she wasn't young. She may look it, but really she wasn't. She wanted to leave, feeling completely humiliated, she'd only meant to offer her aid, and found that she wasn't needed. However she knew that she had embarrassed him. When he spoke of looking at the design she could not help but letting her eyes wonder to the design. "I think it's lovely," She answered. Though in truth she felt like her opinion would not matter much in this particular situation.
She looked at the guards and sighed, they made her nervous, and not much made her nervous. It was unnatural. The thought threatened to pull a giggle from her, as she herself was not natural, but still something about her guards made Eri uneasy. She bowed again, "Well then, If I am not needed, perhaps I should go?" She asked him, though she didn't really want to leave him. She had places she could go. She bowed, "I guess I'll see you back at the house," She said. She didn't give him a chance to answer before fading into the shadow and pretending to leave. She knew Zane would be able to smell her, but she didn't care. She moved to the top of a near by building and just waited for him to be done with his conversation. She laid on the top of the building, still able to hear him. She was protective over the people she cared about, Zane was her superior yes, but he'd always been so good to her.
Eri thought back for a while about meeting him for the first time, she'd thought he was a bit eccentric with his fashion, but it was something that he seemed to enjoy. He did have good taste, it was just that Eri was more of a blue jeans and t-shirt girl. It didn't help that the Queen's beauty made her feel completely inferior in every possible way. She stared up at the sky and rolled her eyes, wondering if Zane would just leave when he was done, or if he would come up and get her.
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