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Post by Chandira on Jun 22, 2007 0:00:28 GMT
Chandira tapped Kiesha on the shoulder. "Calm down, my fiesty friend." She whispered learning towards her ear. "She will get what is coming to her, you'll see." She whispered again.
Her one gloved hand was gripped around the handle of her mighty sword. "She will loose her head before she hurts the Queen." She whispered once more to Kiesha.
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Kiesha
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Post by Kiesha on Jun 22, 2007 0:01:47 GMT
Kiesha got up in disgust
"Your a Queen how can you sit there and bear to listen to the tales of a murderer! I think you should take some classes yourself Kiera before giving me lectures!" And with that Kiera orbed out in disgust with the Kiera
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Post by Kiera on Jun 22, 2007 0:06:03 GMT
Kiera frowned nodding slowly at Aranor, turning she eyed Kiesha as the angry princess spoke she shook her head sighing.
"I.................I must go! Aranaor I wish I could say it has been a pleasure seeing you however we botrh know how I feelk and it would hypocritical of me and no matter what people think of me thats is one thing I am not, However I am pleased to hear your people are doing well for themselves!" she moved from the Dias, a low grumble emmitted from the dogs throat that now sat beside Aranor, Kiera paused looking Chandira
"I want to be alpone I am merely going to my rooms so there is no need for you to come. Stay and see if there is anything we can help our guest with!" With those words spoken she turne don her heel and walked from the hall.
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Post by Yasashiku Kaima on Jun 22, 2007 0:10:31 GMT
Loose tresses of pale flaxen fanned out behind him, the wind rippling through every long lock, letting his fringe tickle over his pale forehead with each step, his shoes calling out with audible, yet quiet clicks upon the ground, growing loulder the closer he drew towards the court. The grand doors stood open, though his mind told him to stay still, advised him against setting foot in the court - which he could barely remember in his mind.
Yet his curiosity told him to continue forwards if only to clarify the sight which he had seen from a distance. It was difficult for even his open mind to comprehend the fact that she had remained in the same place, even after all these years. He could not have done it, he knew it all too well - but he also knew that just because he could not stand to sit in the same place, it did not mean that other people could.
Quite admirable, he thought as he drew closer towards the doors, just enough to let a pale hand press against the cold surface as he peered into it, the sun gleaming off of the multitude of earrings that ran through the flesh - seven embedded into each side, peeking out from his hair. But once again, his curiosity got the better of him, and removing his hand from its place upon the door, Kaima resumed his path into the grand hall, passing through the open entrance with an echo of gentle footsteps.
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Post by Arthas Orion on Jun 22, 2007 0:17:59 GMT
Before Arthas was aware of it, he was striding through the halls of Catori, mouth agape with unconcealed wonder.
*The court...* he beamed, *When I was last here, it was nothimg more than rubble! How long have I been wandering?* He grew pensive, closing his jaw with an audible click. *Is... I wonder if she's still here... It's been just as long...*
He began to stride the halls with almost single-minded purpose, making little acknowledgement to anything as he scanned determinedly for any sign of the sovereign of the Court.
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Post by Aranor on Jun 22, 2007 0:24:09 GMT
No frown appeared on the ashen face opf the dark elf, although she was not entirely pleased about the response people had. It had been years and she had kept mostly to herself, or the things she did do, were out of the way, and had political purpose, she was no longer under the throw of her brother.
She nodded as Kiera left and turned away from them, with the great beast at her side, she no longer needed to be in the room, but something stopped her as she turned. The sound of footsteps focussed her on the person that was walking in over, an all too familiar person it seemed, but she could not believe her senses.
After 15 years, why would he be back now, she had never expected to see him again, but he was wandering casually in as if not a day had passed. With a shake of her head, a pale hand raised up to her right eye, pushing up the headband that covered it from view.
A bright blue iris was revealed, and the blurry, barely visible court came into stark colour. And the man that stood before her, she would recognise him, if it wasn't for the grin that he always bore. His clothes, his hair, most things about him had changed, and yet she still knew him to be her old friend Kaima.
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Post by Chandira on Jun 22, 2007 0:30:09 GMT
Chandira stood and bowed her head as the Queen left the room.
Now more people were coming into the Grand Hall. She looked at all the new faces. Where had all these come from? She had been Kiera's guard for nearly 7 years now and these people hadn't graced a visit within them years.
She strapped her sword to her back-sraps and moved closer to the Dark elf. "You are a friend of my Queen. Therefore you are a friend to me." She bowed her head respectfully to Aranor. "Chandria Markrow. Personal Bodyguard to the Queen of Chepi."
She held her head back up and folded her arms. There were too many new faces for her liking. "May I help you?" She queried. She clicked her fingers and the two guards came to her side. "Ma'am?" They asked.
She waited for the two men to address themselves. If not, they would be quietly escorted out of the Courts. Chandira was made chief of Security along with the Personal Bodyguard of the Queen, and Chandira ran a tight ship.
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Post by Arthas Orion on Jun 22, 2007 0:37:40 GMT
Arthas' instincts clicked intantly. Fifteen years of wandering had allowed him an intuition of people's emotions. He gazed cooly at the lady in front of her, sensing unease, but also a fair bit of confidence. He bowed low.
"My apologies, Madam," he began, "Please, tell me: am I in Catori again? If I am, tell me also where is My Lady Kiera? Please tell me she is well after so long."
He removed his wide-brimmed hat, revealing a shock of red hair that was just beginning to lose its luster to Arthas' chagrin, and smiled warmly.
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Post by Yasashiku Kaima on Jun 22, 2007 0:41:40 GMT
He drew further into the court, his footfalls bounding from the walls and into his ears, the echo a lot quieter than the orignal noise. Bright emerald green eyes quickly fixed themselves onto the face of the woman, a pleasant smile on his face. She was as youthful as ever. She seemed immune to age - even after fifteen years she looked as fresh as she had done when he had been reunited with her. The smile that sat on his face grew, his teeth still hidden beneath his lips, resisting the urge to break out into a grin there and then.
Only ten paces or so into the court, and Kaima's feet drew to a stop upon the hard, cold floor. The length of rippling crimson cloth, knotted at his waist shuddered as he ceased to draw closer. If he had been anybody else, a look of shock may have sat upon his features as he continued to stare camly - but this seemed impossible for him, and instead, the smile remained, speaking volumes in the way of greetings.
Silence was rife in the hall, and as though he had only just picked up upon it, Kaima turned his fair head upward, finally able to break the eye contact he had made with who he knew to be Aranor to face a second woman. The pair of guards were not spared a single glance, in a lack of manners that was never shown by the Harmonizer.
He simply observed her with a smaller smile, smaller than that which he had given to the woman whom he knew to be a friend, waiting to be spoken to by the stranger.
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Post by Aranor on Jun 22, 2007 0:53:27 GMT
Aranor turned back to the woman that she had been speaking to before, memorising every part of her that she might remember her physical stature that was nearly invisible to her without the blue eye that usually remained covered. "I doubt the queen would admit to being my friend." She answered ooly, before returning her look to Kaima.
"This man is ally and friend to the queen however, but has been traveling for over a decade." Aranor frowned at him before walking over and breaking into a smile. "Kaima, I didn't expect to see you again."
It was not the first of their surprise meetings, she had not expected to see him after she left the fighting school, but yet again had met him in Chepi, much to her surprise. "Honestly, wandering off like that, I thought you had gone for good." She gave him an appraising look at the change of appearance that he had recieved in the past few years, she knew herself that she had changed a lot, not only in style, but even her features had changed, such as the one blue eye that she possesed, no longer blinded by the poision that her own brother had thrust into her veins.
"I would ask that you let this man enter." She fixed the guard to the queen in the line of her blue eye, focussing on her again, double checking every detail about her while she could.
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Post by Chandira on Jun 22, 2007 0:57:43 GMT
Chandira was slightly taken-a-back with Aranor's comanding. "You would ask that I let this man enter? You would do well but not interfere with security in the Catori courts, ma'am." But against all her better judgements she did allow Kaima entry. But she would keep an eye on them both.
She moved away from kaima and Aranor and stood in front of Arthas. "I shall tell you nothing of the Queen, untill I know your name, Sir." She said standing there with her arms folded.
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Post by Arthas Orion on Jun 22, 2007 1:03:46 GMT
The unease seemed to fade, but the confidence came back in spades; Arthas suspected that this was not a woman it was to his benefit to cross. He returned the hat to his head and met her gaze with confidence of his own.
"I am Arthas Orion of Kralos, Madam. I am... an old friend of Her Majesty, if indeed she is still the sovereign of this nation. Please, tell me: is she well? It has been fifteen years since I last saw her; you must tell me." Despite himself, he could not keep the lightest hint of pleading in his voice, and he guarded his expression as well as he could.
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Post by Yasashiku Kaima on Jun 22, 2007 1:15:17 GMT
The golden haired man allowed his smile to flicker a little further as he bowed towards the woman - obviously in a seat of power over them both. He did well to express his gratitude, even if he chose to do it silently with simply a gesture, accompanied by a few gentle tinkles that came from the silver studs and loops that had been threaded into his ears.
Soon after, both had lost her attention, and shifting his weight to his back leg, the Harmonizer dared to take both eyes away from the guarded stranger, once again allowing the pools of emerald to settle reservedly upon the sight of his friend. Once more his smile grew even wider, pushing his eyes into a curve with the rise of smooth pale cheeks and the upward turn of his lips. The black suit, with red pinstripes slipped into the fabric, seemed to absorb the light from the outside world rather than choosing to reflect it. The crimson-striped jacket - a little different from the norm - just reached down to his waist, revealing the black dress shirt that sat beneath it, the thick red sash that sat about his waist in plain view, not in the slightest bit obscured by the short suit jacket.
"And I would never have thought you would have been one to remain tied to just one place for such a long time, Aranor." He chuckled, his voice gentle and carefree, like the young adult he had been when he had last spoken to her.
It was hard for anybody - even himself - to believe that he was now thirty-four years of age. But he didn't seem able to show it in mind or even body. His face still appeared young, though truth be told, it had been marred by a couple of scars - one of which sat upon his forehead beneath the short veil of golden hair that draped over it.
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Post by Aranor on Jun 22, 2007 1:26:47 GMT
Her heightened sense of hearing picked up the sounds of the earings, and her gazee flicked over them, noting the many piercings that lined the edge of his ears. She gave a few more moments, allowing herself to absorb the slightest detail about her friend before she raised her pale and ashen hand to her headband and lowered it back across her eye, for a reason unknown to those around her.
Should she continue to use it for any great span of time, she would feel the shooting pains passing through her head, and when she had first recieved this gift, she ahd ignored them for too long, and indeed, blacked out, falling unconcious, thankfully in front of the fire at home with her dear friend Alexios by her side to watch over her.
The great beast that had been by her side for the past fifteen years had served as her eyes and ears, it's own senses far more acute than hers, and with this, showing her the way to go, it was however, when mischevious moods overtook the animal, that she got into trouble, like today.
She closed the distance between them, the great beast at her side eager to see the man whom Aranor knew so well which he had never met before. He walked at ehr side impatiently, wriggling anxious to go and meet this man that recieved a welcome from his friend and mistress.
"Ah, Kaima, this is Alexios..." she gestured to the handsome beast at her side, sportling a dark blue pendant around it's neck. She lowered her face to the animal that looked back at her intelligently. "Alexios, this is Kaima, he is an old friend of mine."
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Post by Chandira on Jun 22, 2007 1:37:24 GMT
Chandira nodded with a slight bow to Arthas. "Well, Arthas Orion of Kralos, Her Majesty, Kiera is still soverign of these lands, but she has retired to her room." She added.
"My name is Chandira Markrow, I am the chief of security here, also the Queen's Personal Bodyguard. May I help you in any way?" She asked him. Chandira knew most of the Queen's business and could help a big deal in her absence.
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