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Post by Tullaris on Sept 4, 2006 17:30:14 GMT
The dark elf made his way towards the manor house and knocked the door with his armoured fist.
The dark elves outside loked up now and then to see what thier lord was doing in thier village.
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Post by Yasashiku Kaima on Sept 4, 2006 17:32:19 GMT
The Harmonizer rounded his head towards Darcia. He remained still, as though pondering the correct answer to the question, but after a few long, if not awkward, seconds, he finally opened his mouth to speak, accompanied by a humble shake of the head. "I don't think so." He answered, a smile still on his face despite the burning sensation that incincerated his flesh.
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Post by Aranor on Sept 4, 2006 17:35:29 GMT
"Alrig.." He turned at the knock and the door. "excuse me." He nodded to Kaima and walked out, stepping lightly down the stairs to the front door. He opened it to find tullaris standing there, he didn't allow the shock to show on his face and he bowed to him. "Anything I can help you with?" He asked with a smirk.
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Post by Tullaris on Sept 4, 2006 17:37:09 GMT
"Yeah i need food." Tullaris said walking into the house and heading towards the kitchen.
"How you doing today?" Tullaris called while he rummaged in the cupboards.
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Post by Aranor on Sept 4, 2006 17:43:38 GMT
He stepped out of the way, amazed at Tullaris' boldness. "Fine, no worse then normal." He said eventually, watching the dark elf finding his way about the kitchen. "Yourself?"
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Post by Tullaris on Sept 4, 2006 17:47:17 GMT
"Hungry." He muttered and picked up a loaf of bread and a few apples. "Ok now wheres the drink?" Tullaris said to himself and started to search the kitchen.
Eventually the dark elf filled a glass up on water and started to make his way into the living room with his snack.
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Post by Aranor on Sept 4, 2006 17:52:32 GMT
Darcia's eyes followed Tullaris into the sitting room,watching his every move. He leaned against a wall casually. "There is some kind of Whiskey in the cabinet if that is what you are after, or I think gin in the cellar..." He tapped his long nails against the wall, making a soft drumming noise, being careful not to leave any marks.
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Post by Tullaris on Sept 4, 2006 17:54:57 GMT
"Nah this will do." Tullaris said and took his first bite into one of the apples and then ripped a piece of bread from the loaf and started to eat that, washing the food down with the water.
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Post by Elesin on Sept 4, 2006 18:11:05 GMT
Lying on the bed upstairs, Elesin's eyes slowly opened. Sunlight streamed through the window, and a slight breeze rustled the light white curtain. He ached intensely, and there was a few sharp stabs of pain that appeared every now and then, but other than that, he felt.......surprisingly well, especially considering the wounds he'd suffered the night before......
Sliding off of the bed and wincing slightly, Elesin padded around the bedroom, and a slight smile broke his face when he found a simple white Drow cloth top and trousers, which he pulled on after slipping off his bloodstained armour and crimson velvet clothing, some metallic clangs resounding when he placed down the armour and a couple of shuriken fell to the floor.
After changing, he wandered to the window, looking out over the farmlands of his homeland, and memories flooded through his mind, then he looked away. Crawling back under the bedclothes, he lay back and reminisced.
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Post by Tullaris on Sept 4, 2006 20:54:53 GMT
Tullaris finally finished off his snack and stood up. "Cya later." He muttered and left the manor house and headed towards his citadel.
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Post by Aranor on Sept 5, 2006 17:30:12 GMT
"Like he doesn't have food at his own house..." He muttered angrily but he heard a thump upstairs. He made his way up the stairs and looked about, wondering if Kaima was wandering. He walked down the coridoor towards his room at the end but glanced in at Elesin. "Well I see you are awake, I presume this means you are alive?" He asked calmly, looking at the drow cooly, Tullaris had put him in a bad mood.
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Post by Elesin on Sept 5, 2006 18:58:28 GMT
Elesin waved in Darcia's direction, smiling vaguely. "Hey Darcia. Well, I guess I'm alive. I found these," He plucked at the clothing, "In that cupboard over there. Hope you don't mind." Laughing lightly, then wincing, he looked at Darcia with half-lidded eyes. "So, how are you Darcia?"
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Post by Yasashiku Kaima on Sept 5, 2006 19:20:52 GMT
Even as the disturbances that traveled about the manor subsided into silence, the young Harmonizer, still sitting upon the soft bedsheets that dressed the springy mattress underneath, continued to remain upright. Not once did he attempt to lay upon his side and allow the tendrils of rest to embrace him, for in spite of his mortal wounds, he did not wish to sleep. He could not sleep. The risk of such an idea was far to great to entertain.
He was weak physically, his blood drained beyond reason, but his mind remained sharp. His soul seemed to stare at the flesh that bound it to the earth with a condescending glance, pitying the body, for even after all these years, it still failed to keep the pace that was set by the articulate, gifted mind. And so Yasashiku, his head lowered, smooth face obscured by a golden curtain, remained sitting with opened eyes, his arms holding him in his seat.
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Post by Aranor on Sept 5, 2006 21:35:55 GMT
"Not at all. I'm fine." He leaned against the door frame and looked at the drow. "And yourself, how are your wounds?" He asked lazily gazing about the room then returning his eyes to Elesin. "I hope you don't mind this room, I'm afraid that this was the first one we got to." Darcia examined his nails, flicking off an imaginery piece of dirt.
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Post by Yasashiku Kaima on Sept 5, 2006 21:38:07 GMT
As the minutes ticked away, voices arose through walls of stone, and as the conversation flared between the two, Elesin and Darcia, no less, the more Kaima began to doubt Aranor's choice to let him rest in a home that was not her own. He didn't belong there.
For the longest time, the Harmonizer remained still, the only movement the occasional blink of his eyes and the soft breaths that lifted his aching chest, until he felt that at long last, his body would be able to follow the pace that his mind now kept, and with a forceful push from his hands, Kaima arose from the corner of the bed. He was astonishingly quiet despite his wounds, and as he slowly slipped down the stairs, he could help but to take one last glance around the house before opening the door, taking great care to remain as quiet as possible, even as the door clicked shut after him.
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