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Post by Niishaa Kedroagh on Feb 26, 2006 19:10:54 GMT -5
It only means firey.
*She looks at him steadily, and calmly, but with a passion that other 'victims' did not receive. He might not end up to be a victim after all! She asks in a sweet voice..*
So, where to?
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Post by marcastus on Feb 26, 2006 19:15:23 GMT -5
A fine name, and it seems to suit you wonderfully.
As for destination...I confess, I do not know. *Asai watches her with passion that is visible. He doesn't know why he finds her so attractive, but he does.*
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Post by Niishaa Kedroagh on Feb 26, 2006 19:20:02 GMT -5
Well, we can't stay here all night.
*She retorts gently.*
And I thank you for the compliment. I hardly know where to locate, do you have a regular home? One that you actually live in? For I do not, as I confess.
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Post by marcastus on Feb 26, 2006 19:24:00 GMT -5
You do not have a permanet home? How strange; my home is my pride and joy. Yet, m'lady Idris, I will not lie to you. It is a mess.
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Post by Niishaa Kedroagh on Feb 26, 2006 19:25:40 GMT -5
I don't mind messes, they can be quite fun.
*She says, the corners of her mouth turning up.*
No, I don't have a permanent home, I wander.
*She flutters her wings, only slightly, so as to not lift her.*
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Post by marcastus on Feb 26, 2006 21:26:22 GMT -5
Oh can they? *The sorcerer chuckles mischiveously, and offers her his gloved hand* Well, Idris, shall we "wander" over there, then?
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Post by Niishaa Kedroagh on Feb 26, 2006 21:47:28 GMT -5
*Idris returns the chuckle, making hers echo with a few mentally said words. It was eerie, and enchanting all at once, she takes his hand, smiling.*
But of course.
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Post by marcastus on Feb 27, 2006 0:39:31 GMT -5
*Asai looked around for a moment to better get his bearings.* Ah, that street over there will save us some walking time. We're not that far away really, but that vile champagne's not sitting too well, and the last thing I want to do is to shame myself in front of such an elegant la. So the shorter the way, the better. *He began to stride off, with his cutsomary swagger to his steps*
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Post by Niishaa Kedroagh on Feb 27, 2006 0:47:08 GMT -5
Champagne doesn't like you? I can swig champagne for days, mixed with the strongest, and still not get a hangover.
*Idris says, lacking truth, but she sounded true, and her smile reassured her words.*
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Post by marcastus on Feb 27, 2006 15:54:51 GMT -5
Champagne hates me, *he confided* But if my colleagues ever found out, I'd never hear the end of it. We are after all, an elte class of magic users are we not? And as such we cannot be seen drinking anything but the "finest" of beverages. It's subtle torture I swear, to be surrounded by all of the city's priciest champagnes and long for just a small glass of the cheapest tavern's ale.
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Post by Niishaa Kedroagh on Feb 27, 2006 19:12:29 GMT -5
Ah, but, you can keep a small flask in your pocket, to slip in the glass. I know from experience..
*Idris gently moves around him as she speaks, hardly waiting to enter his 'messy' home.*
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Post by marcastus on Feb 28, 2006 22:15:50 GMT -5
Beautiful and clever, *he laughed.* I shall remember that.
*Asai's house was not so much a house as a small manor. Its grounds were not very spacious, and it lacked almost any kind of foilage related decoration but it was a full three stories high. The bottom floor was dedicated entirely to the practicing of magic, and filled with numerous pentacles so the sorcerer could summon and dismiss as many demons as he liked. A good ten feet from the gate that boarded the house, however, Asai stopped.*
I beg of you wait here while I dismantle the traps. I have numerous alarms set up in my absence and several demons to guard the premises and they can be quite nasty.
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Post by Niishaa Kedroagh on Feb 28, 2006 23:05:07 GMT -5
*Idris stops alongside him, her various clothes swathing her like dove's wings. She nods her head.*
As you wish.
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Post by marcastus on Mar 1, 2006 16:23:07 GMT -5
*He bows deeply to her, and strides the rest of the way to the gates of the house. If any "dismantling" occured it was done so subtly as to be undetectable. Upon reaching the gates, Asai doubles back--strangely hesitant to leave her side for more than a moment or two* It is done my lady. Shall we proceed?
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Post by Niishaa Kedroagh on Mar 1, 2006 23:44:59 GMT -5
But of course.
*Idris replied as she steps lightly to his side once more.*
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