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Post by kanoinazuma17 on Jun 14, 2010 12:41:37 GMT -5
Andraste was tense, she hated the muggy atmosphere in the jail. ”Captain… I’m so sorry about my elf, I just took two as my new slaves and I am afraid one is slightly rebellious.” She smiled internally at that. She was more than rebellious. She was the epitome of rebel nature. She wanted out, and that much was sure. Her ears kept open, listening closely to the tone of language they were using. She began murmuring curses to herself, everything was getting dangerous around here, and Andraste wasn't going to be put into a jail cell again, not if she had anything to say about it.
The dragon spoke to her and she groaned slightly. She was going to hate this for now. "Fine, for now... If it helps us get out of here, then I'll do it, because there's no way in hell I'm going back into that blasted cell." Andraste found herself looking over at her new "owner". She said and did nothing more, just waited. The male elf was peculiar to her, he gave in too easily. He was a warrior, he couldn't just go down like this. She grumbled a bit and watched as he ran off to get horses before she looked to Lady Nayeli.
She watched, listened, and felt. Her boots shuffling across the ground, listening to the vibrations. She remained silent until such time as she was asked a question. Andraste no longer listened just to her instincts, but to the ground around her. She would keep herself and her charge safe. After all, she was a "slave" now.
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Post by ARWEN REDFERN on Jun 15, 2010 21:34:59 GMT -5
Teirm? Really? It’s not too far. Oh well, I’ll go with you next time. Arwen cheerfully said with a light carefree smile on her face. She reminded herself to sneak out and go to Teirm later to meet Nayeli. In her mind, she linked it to Osiris. I will meet you later tonight in Teirm. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure I’ll make it out without being seen.
[/I] Her sea blue eyes flickered towards Nayeli’s before turning towards Murtagh with the lazy looking smile on her face. Murtagh gave a curt nod with his head as he head his request had been accepted. Thank you, Lady Nayeli.[/b] He spoke in the cool and smooth tone he always used. He glared at Arwen who looked away innocently. When Arwen had fought back, defending Nayeli about them following them, Murtagh urged himself to not roll his eyes. In another moment, the Lady Nayeli changed her mind. He growled at Arwen who was now smirking at him with that sly expression she wore most of the time. Dammit, Arwen…[/b] He had growled which made Arwen’s smirk grow bigger. He was going to strangle her. His instincts were right and he wanted to follow the other woman. Arwen, on the other hand, used her tactics to keep him from doing so. He wondered why, later on. With almost a grumpy like tone, yet in his cold voice he said, As you wish, Lady Nayeli.[/b] His dark eyes flickered towards the pretty rider woman. Yes, she was gorgeous and totally his type, but she looked difficult. How so? Well, first off she was a friend of Arwen who was not exactly the easy type at all. Second, by the way she commanded all of the soldiers, she was much of a fighter. Difficult to tame, he added in his mind. Last and not least of all, he would bet that her dragon would probably get jealous. With his cool dark eyes, he locked his eyes on to Nayeli’s cold blue ones. He wanted to know if she hesitated at all. Of course, she probably wouldn’t but why not try? On the other hand, Arwen was sort of freaking out for some unknown bloody reason. The girl was basically trying to get him to stop chasing after the other rider. On a side note, Arwen was already trying to think calm thoughts but was unable to control herself. Calm down? How can I calm down when he wants to literally stalk Nayeli?! I’m not letting that happen!! I will make things right![/I] She had thought back to the dragon fiercely while facing Murtagh with those angry blue eyes of hers. He rolled his eyes and started to say, Arwen. Honestly. By the gods, you really need to—[/b] He was cut off by yelping at the shin that suddenly burst into pain. He glared at her and was about to ask her what the hell that was about as he felt another kick to his other shin. Murtagh was on the verge of using magic to stop the girl from inflicting any more harm on him until she quite literally tackled him on to the ground. He chocked, of course. Her arms was wrapped around his neck and her body was on top of him. She dragged him up. He was feeling slightly unwell as he stood back up unsteadily. She was now dragging him towards the door, in that freakishly cheerful voice of hers. S-Shopping?! What? You can’t be serious, Arwen!![/b] The voice of Murtagh was no longer cool nor was it angry. It was near hysterics. Arwen stopped and gave him a grin. He paled. Over his shoulder, she waved at the other group. See you soon, Nayeli! Oh, and it was nice meeting you elvish people! She shouted while Murtagh shook his head tiredly and began to slowly walk away. Inwardly, Arwen sighed in relief while Murtagh was already beginning to form a plan to run away from the insane psycho girl. Arwen had snuck up behind him and pounced on him, making him almost fall. He was a head taller than she was and when she pounced on him, it made him unsteady. He nearly fell down the stairs while Arwen clung on to his arm. Why was she so obsessed over his arm, anyways? Arwen was also very known to be clingy to him. Nobody else. Not even Eragon, if his memory served him right. Alright! So, where to first? The dress shop or to the weapon’s shop? I want to go shopping for dresses! Oh! Let’s go and get some sweets too! She giddily jumped and tugged on his now lifeless arm. He heaved a sigh before looking at the girl with a tired expression on his face. Whatever you want first.[/b] He knew he would probably be paying soon. Arwen was sucking money out of him faster than a sponge sucking up water. He had thought of Arwen as a sister and at this moment, he couldn’t even think of her as a woman. She was some sort of insane storm that blew and calmed when the time was right. Yes, Arwen was insane but Murtagh continued to be her friend for she had quite a number of secrets that were only meant for her to know. She had blackmailed him once on how she knew what he hated the most and how she would actually tell others if he didn’t hand over some money. He had grumpily given her some, which she went to buy some dried sweetmeats with. He ended up going with her the whole day, shopping for dresses which he was asked which ones fitted her best. Of course, all of them he had said sweetly. Well, at least he thought it was as sweet as he could get. She had added that he was very picky when it came to dresses. He asked how. She described dress making very hard and something along the lines of him saying that she looked like a cow in one of them. By the end of the day, he wanted to just sleep. As they got back to the castle, he flopped onto his bed and fell asleep right away. He didn’t even bother taking a bath. He would do that in the morning. Arwen, on the other hand was still full of energy. Checking up to see if Murtagh as asleep, which he was, she silently got out of her room and quickly and quietly got onto her horse and rode towards Teirm. She had received the image in her mind before and knew where to ride to. She silently prayed that Murtagh would not get up and look for her. If he did, she would be in pretty big trouble. Hell, if he woke up he would probably find Thorn and hunt her down. Then, she would be in deep trouble. Thorn would probably yell at her while Murtagh would refuse to talk to her for another week. Like how most of their fights went. Reaching there at last, she got off her horse. With her hood up, she made sure that the hood covered her eyes and left only her mouth and nose seen. With caution, she knocked on the door. Hopefully this was the right house. As the door opened, she gave a bright smile and said, Soo...did you miss me?[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] STATUS # finished FEATURING # kano and open WORD COUNT # 1083 NOTES # OUTFITSCREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0[/center][/size][/font]
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Post by Lady Nayeli on Jun 16, 2010 6:40:54 GMT -5
”Teirm? Really? It’s not too far. Oh well, I’ll go with you next time.” I nodded slightly, knowing it was not that far away and I would do fine. She was cheerful, maybe a little too cheerful for herself, but that was okay. As I thought about it all, Osiris brushed my mind and I heard her voice in my own. ”I will meet you later tonight in Teirm. Don’t worry. I’ll make sure I’ll make it out without being seen.” He looked at her for a moment, his ice blue eyes connecting with her own before allowed his mind to hit her own. ”You be careful.”
[/color] He cared for this girl, though I did not mind at all. I nodded also slightly to Arwen and then took a look at the two elves. I knew that I might need help, but Pylar was being somewhat understanding and not at all working to cause trouble. ”Thank you, Lady Nayeli.” I was not so sure about this now that I had agreed. I was just wanting to go crazy. But I had changed my mind just as quickly, I would allow him to be accepted another time. I was not sure though, he was handsome and he was offering help and I wanted so badly to accept and just move out of here, but I saw how Arwen was acting. I heard him say something, I was not sure what he said to Arwen, but she was smirking slightly and it had grown into even a bigger smile. I looked at the two of them, noting that Murtagh wanted to kill her by his facial expression, but I could not tell completely. My own instincts were telling me to allow him to follow me, but at the same time, I could not allow that, I knew that he was too close to the king and Arwen and I had a plan that was coming together perfectly. ”As you wish, Lady Nayeli.” His voice was cold as it had been earlier, had lost it’s cool sound, which made me know he was not happy at all. I looked at his dark eyes, taking in the handsome features for a moment. He was so different then other men, he did not look at just one place like the other, he did not look at me with lust in his eyes. He actually treated me with some form of respect. Yes, I knew that he was a rider and that he was very close to the king, but there was no rule about getting to know another rider better then the others. ”Don’t start that, you are my girl.”[/color] His grow was embedded in my own mind and it sounded like the voice when he was around that first elf we met together, that elf he hated and stayed away from. I looked into Murtagh’s eyes and showed my determination through them. It was about that time that Arwen freaked out completely, trying to gain control, but not doing a very good job and soon kicking Murtagh. Osiris was finding it rather fun and so was I, but I scolded him quickly. ”Arwen. Honestly. By the gods, you really need to—“ He was cut off when he was kicked and I could not help but smile slightly. Arwen was not someone to mess with and I put that on my mental list. It was not long before she was tackling him to the ground and wanting to go shopping. I could not help but slightly roll my eyes at her cheerfulness, and smile at her as she pulled the unsteady Murtagh off the ground. I looked at him for a moment and then looked at Arwen. ”S-Shopping?! What? You can’t be serious, Arwen!!” Oh, she was serious and I was having a good time with it. ”You two have fun shopping.”[/color] I chuckled, holding eye contact with Murtagh a bit longer before he was pulled off by Murtagh towards another entrance. I could not help but chuckle slightly and then my smile faded and my eyes became as cold as ice. It was time we left and I made sure the soldier knew we were leaving. ”See you soon, Nayeli! Oh, and it was nice meeting you elvish people!” Pylar looked to Arwen and nodded his head to her before he turned with me. I looked at Andraste and him for a moment and then turned towards the entrance I had come out off. Osiris had spoken to the elf girl, Andraste for a moment, hoping she would understand and she seemed too, because his mind touched my own for a moment, since I was still learning how to open my mind to others. "Fine, for now... If it helps us get out of here, then I'll do it, because there's no way in hell I'm going back into that blasted cell.” Osiris reassured her that she would not go to such a place again. I was not going to allow that to happen and I moved outside quickly. The boy had gone to retrieve to horses and Osiris had flown off, leaving me with Pylar and Andraste. Pylar stood at a easy stance, though I could tell Andraste was slightly tense. I looked up to the sky, seeing the glimpse of black before I turned my eyes to see two bay horses with him. ”Thank You Boy.”[/color] I said, pulling the horses to the elves and handing one to Andraste and one to Pylar, who took the horse and mounted him quickly. I whistled to the black horse to me and mounted him, pulling my cloak over my head and looking at the two elves. ”Do the two of you have cloaks?”[/color] I looked between the two, Pylar did not move at first, his body was motionless for a bit and I looked at him until he turned his head to me. ”I hold no cloak, it was stolen by the Soldiers of that jail.”[/color] I looked to some of the guards who coward away as my cold stare looked at them. I nodded and then turned my head to a group of soldier not far away. I rode to the men, looking them dead in the eyes and demanding two long cloaks. It did not take long for my demand to come and I had two, long, black cloaks that would be perfect for everything. I looked between the two and then turned my horse towards the gates. I motioned for them to follow and then took off, Pylar galloping his horse close behind me and I glanced back to see if Andraste was also following. Her horse was moving behind me, though I was not sure if it was from her or the male elf. I did not know at all, but I did not mind it Pylar was forcing her horse to move, he seemed like he knew what he was doing, better then myself… I knew he was old, that much I could see. We past travelers, but I did not slow the horses, I kept them going fast. We had a long way to go and we had to get there before nightfall. I did not stop the horses even for a drink, they would get that back at the stables in Teirm. The port city was just ahead and the gates were still open, at least, I knew these gates would stay open all night sense there were a lot of active going on within the empire. I rode in, taking to the streets with ease and soon pulling the horses into the stable next to the house and telling the stable hand to get the horses ready for the night. ”There will be another to join us tonight I am sure.”[/color] He nodded to me for a moment and I motioned for the two elves to come with me, through a door that lead from the stables to the bottom level of the house. As I entered, I felt the coolness of the house from the heavy timber it was made from and lighting a few candles to give off light. The home was made with perfection… A living room that held the dinning room table and the large Kitchen. There were stairs that lead upstairs that held four bedrooms, along with the three that were down stairs and the extra living space out in the barn in the loft. ”Welcome to my home… Osiris stays in the upper level of the barn, at least until he is too big to fit in there, but from what he says, that will take some time and when that happens, he will be outside the city most the time.”[/color] Of course, when that happened, I would not be in the city much unless I had to be. I would let him roam, which he was doing now. I could see the images that came with him hunting and soon he was too far off for me to call to unless I was in danger. Pylar was looking around, had removed his cloak and taking in each little detail. ”Pylar, your bedroom will be the first on the left down here, Andraste, yours will be the second on the left upstairs…”[/color] I said, looking at her for a moment before taking a seat on the cushioned couched, made for comfort as I rested my feet and body completely. ”Thank You Malady.”[/color] I nodded to Pylar before I allowed my body to rest and go into a sleep. I curled up on the couch, listening as Pylar went and headed into his bedroom, my mind filling with dreams… Murtagh… I saw his face, looking at me with those dark eyes… I did not know why, but he was looking right at me, like he wanted something, like he wanted to be something more… I was confused, but soon, I was in the air, the black scales spread over in front of me, his shoulders were huge, displaying mighty power as he flapped his wings. I could hear them beating against the wind and turned my head, seeing a red dragon coming towards me, the teeth exposed…I set up as I awoke, the sound of knocking at the door and looking to see the tall Pylar getting the door. I shock my head, feeling something beating against my own head. ”Thank goodness, she finally got here… You have been dreaming about Murtagh, Flying and the Murtagh again for hours.”[/color] I looked at the ceiling for a moment and then looked to see Pylar moving aside to allow Arwen to come in. Word Count: 1,782 Tagged: Arwen & Murtagh & Andraste Color Code: Osiris = A92929 :: Nayeli = E54C4C :: Pylar Shaelol = 831F83Comments: Hmmm... Interesting... Haha[/size][/blockquote]
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Post by kanoinazuma17 on Jun 16, 2010 20:03:08 GMT -5
She did not tell them she had two cloaks, but she would let them know after the plan was laid out. Andraste just wanted to find out what they had been freed for. Otherwise she had been freed for nothing. She knew they had something in store for them, and she wanted to know what it was. She hated surprises, especially those that would have a near one hundred percent chance of death. It was like walking out into a brutal thunderstorm raising a sword to the heavens in an invitation for the lightning to strike.
Andraste had disappeared back to her designated room where she sat down on the bed and began meditating. She could not keep her mind closed, she could not sleep. Meditation replaced her sleep now, and now she was able to defend herself if she was to be attacked during a meditation. Andraste was not falling for anything, especially from a rider. Her mind was in its happy place, taking it off of the days events so she could be at peace. When the time came to kill, she would be ready to without hesitation.
She would not hesitate, she would not stop until the Empire was free of all tyranny. Andraste was like Kano, a vigilante willing to go to extremes to bring peace to others. Her heart was like a furnace, burning with intense passion to save the innocent folk of the Empire. Her eyes shot open as she felt a disturbance. She jumped off the bed with the agility of a wild cat and opened the door, nimble as a flowing river. She dashed down the stairs, slowing at the bottom to see the male elf and their "master" looking at someone in the doorway. She was curious, but not quite to the point that she was going to be happily interested.
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Post by ARWEN REDFERN on Jun 16, 2010 21:22:31 GMT -5
Before Arwen had left the prison with Murtagh, she sent a last message towards Osiris. Don’t worry about me, Osiris. I’ll take care of Murtagh. Just take care of Nayeli, alright? Murtagh will be easy to handle. Trust me on that one. She sent him an image of her grinning wickedly. Murtagh was on the verge of running away before Arwen grabbed his arm rather tightly and hugged it lovingly viciously. Don’t worry! Shopping trips are the best with Murtagh! the girl had sweetly replied giving his arm another squeeze. He managed to get her off his arm, trying to shake the feeling back in. He turned towards the group and with a semi-cool tone, he managed to say,
It was a pleasure meeting you again, Lady Nayeli. Osiris.
[/b] His voice was curt and his dark eyes looked at the gorgeous other rider with a slight amused look in his eye before turning to glare darkly at Arwen. She never failed to make him look weak in front of others. She knew his weak points and she loved torturing him. He wondered why he even did bother staying with her anymore. Arwen beamed up at him, and then waved at the others saying some sort of goodbye or something. During their shopping trip, Murtagh had asked, Why do you enjoy torturing me in front of others? You should be respecting me. I’m at a higher rank than you.[/b] He spoke coldly towards her. Arwen had just looked up from a particular dress she was holding before shrugging. It’s fun. Besides, we both know that we are the same rank. You’re no higher than I am. We’re both prisoners here. The girl had casually said while taking the dress into her hand and walking towards another section where it held more dresses. Her playful blue eyes then flickered towards the grumpy looking Murtagh. She walked towards him and on her tip-toes, she kissed him gently on the cheek before patting it. Don’t worry, Murtagh! I’ll try and stop embarrassing you if you pay for my clothes this time. He was unaffected by her little kiss and rose a brow. Arwen did this all the time. Rolling his eyes, he grumbled, That’s what you ALWAYS say.[/b] Nu-uh! Not all the time. The last time was about sweets! You know, if I ditched you right now..[/b] He smirked at her pout. She suddenly gave him a hug and nestled her head into his chest. You’re mean, you know that? she murmured into his tunic. He gave a pat on her head before she released him. I’m playing it your way. You’re the one who started this.[/b] He retorted with a small hint of a smile. Arwen stepped back and with a flick of her hair, she gave a happy sigh. It doesn’t really matter if you leave now. Besides, I’ve got money now.Murtagh paused for a moment. No way. Did she just…? YOU PICKPOCKETED ME?![/b] Arwen looked at him and smirked. The enraged Murtagh was glaring at her and she took the purse full of money and shook it gently. A few of the workers were looking at Murtagh out of fear. Arwen grinned at Murtagh as he was about to open his mouth. The girl threw the purse in his face and he caught it expertly. With a smile, she added, Now. I’m gonna try these on and you’re gonna tell me which one is the best! If you leave, I’ll mail everyone in the castle about the time when you… She trailed off with a smirk. He paled slightly before glaring daggers at her. She was dead. Arwen was going to die today. Murtagh swore in his mind. With a giggle, Arwen hummed softly while getting behind a curtain and started to change. After a moment of silence, the voice of Arwen then asked, Hey, Murtagh? He grunted. Arwen ignored it and continued on carelessly. Do you like Nayeli? I saw the way you looked at her. He was surprised that she would ask that question. Peeking out of the curtain, she gave him a frown. Her blue eyes looked at him expectantly. Well? Do you? The boy turned an unexpected pink color before he managed out, Well…she is really...um...pretty.[/b] Arwen smirked and disappeared back behind the curtain. A moment later, she came out in a pretty looking dress. A beautiful dark red gown. Strapless and tight on the top, showing her thin waist which of course was all thanks to the corset. Murtagh stared at her and Arwen turned around, making her shirts flutter around her. One part of the dress was intentionally hitched up, but had waves of fabric underneath. Well? Good or bad? I like it. The girl confidently said while facing her crush friend. He turned slightly pink again before looking away with a huff. It’s alright. If you wear more of that, people are going to believe that you’re a whore.[/b] He scoffed. Arwen glared at him and with a flurry of skirts, she went back to change into her regular black tunic. We’ll be taking this. This one too. She added with an afterthought at a golden gown which Murtagh had ‘enthusiastically’ said she looked like a princess. The girls who looked worried about Murtagh then stuttered out, W-will..um..he..er…be paying? Arwen rose a perfectly plucked brow. Does it really matter? Just pack them up. She told them with a flicker of annoyance on her face. Murtagh walked up behind her and rolled his eyes at her. He placed a bunch of coins down and grabbed the bags. He walked out, grumbling something under his breath. Arwen followed him out with a look of amusement of her face. As the day went by, Murtagh was dragged from place to place buying things for the girl unwillingly. Sure, she looked gorgeous pretty in the dresses, but he preferred her in a tunic. That way, other guys wouldn’t stare at her so much With an extremely hyper Arwen beside him, Murtagh began to wonder when he would be able to get back the castle to go back to sleep. On that note, he also wanted to see that girl again. Nayeli, was it? She intrigued him, much so. Arwen looked as if she approved of this small ‘relationship’ that apparently was going to happen. Murtagh had not expected her to agree so cheerfully, since the last time he ended up with a woman, she had gotten angry and upset. So, was Arwen telling him to hook up with Nayeli or something? Murtagh felt slightly unconfused. Arwen was strange, but when it came down to his love life, she was strict and very over protective over him. The same went with him and her boyfriends. Never mind that now. He was tired and once he fell asleep, all he could think of was Nayeli and Arwen. Oh, and dresses. He swore he had nightmares of dresses chasing after him and Arwen forcing him to wear one. He shivered in his bed, pulling the covers closer to him. Arwen, on the other hand wrote him a small note and placed it on the desk that was beside his bed. As she arrived at the house in Teirm, she thought back at the note she had left. Hopefully he would find it tomorrow and forgive her. As the door opened, she smirked and walked in, throwing her hood back. The gave a small bow towards the male elf and waved at the sleepy looking Nayeli. Hey. Have a nice dream? she gave a smirk before she gave a sigh and looked up at the female elf that was staring at her. Saluting the other elf, she greeted her in a more carefree tone, Hey there. she simply put it. What was the elf’s name? She couldn’t remember. Her blue eyes then flickered towards the male elf and she gave a small smirk. Nice to meet you too. Where’s Osiris?[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] STATUS # finished FEATURING # kano and open WORD COUNT # 1353 NOTES # OUTFITSCREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0[/center][/size][/font]
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Post by Lady Nayeli on Jun 17, 2010 1:04:26 GMT -5
”Don’t worry about me, Osiris. I’ll take care of Murtagh. Just take care of Nayeli, alright? Murtagh will be easy to handle. Trust me on that one.” I felt Osiris’ own chuckle come from him when we had left that prison, with two elves at our side, who I had a good feeling would help us out. I was gone before we heard anything else from Murtagh and Arwen, but I could not help but think back to him as we road, Osiris removed from my mind due to the fact he was too far away and having to hunt in order to keep his energy. Every now and then he would flicker into my thoughts, with a scent of flesh and blood. It was funny how everytime he smelt something, I could smell it too, even though I did not like it. Someone had told me, that when a rider and dragon fought, everything was the same to them, they moved with speed like no other, able to figure out where people were going to be since they saw what each other saw. If a dragon saw something from the corner of his eye, the rider would see it and move to defend themselves. I had seen that also, everything Osiris saw, I saw from mental images and when we were traveling, I was constantly showing him where I was and I also seemed to see the clouds he went by. It was pretty amazing, but I wanted to get on his back, I wanted to feel the wind in my hair, the weightless feeling I had heard so much about.
But now was not the best time to be thinking about that. I had a mission and it was to get to Teirm before nightfall and we only had hours to do such a thing. I could feel the labor from the horse, the movement of his muscles as he carried me towards the city, the road we used were worn from travel and every now and then, we would pass a trader’s caravan, men yelling at us for getting in there way. I did not look back, my mind was on one thing and one thing only… Well, maybe not one thing. I kept thinking about Murtagh… I knew he was handsome, every woman in the empire new this and I could not help but think about him… I knew Osiris would not be too pleased, but I wanted to hang out with him when I had time, though I was not sure when such a thing would happen, if it ever happened. I had a place to get worked out and it involved going behind the empire’s back but at the same time, doing whatever they wanted. Yes, I was a slave, I knew this now, but I wanted to help in some form or way… But until I knew how to do it, I was going to have to use what I had… Two elves going back to the Varden and then to me would be the best thing.
I could only imagine what Arwen was making Murtagh do… Ha, I could see her forcing him to dress in fancy clothing, buying anything she wanted, her big blue eyes having that affect on him in some form or fashion. I doubted my own could do such a thing, they were too cold from years of training with the empire and killing those I felt unworthy to be breathing the same air as I was breathing. But, I chuckled under my breath as I though of him having to watch her show off dresses and then by those very ones… It was rather funny and I had a feeling he did not like doing it much. From the expression on his face when we left, he had not like the idea all too well. She was his torturer in a way and it was rather funny to watch… She had him wrapped around her finger, about like I had once had my father, though now it was more like a lasso trying to rein the man in to do my will. It was hard now, he knew I was a warrior and had to listen to those of higher rank, but I never listened and now that I was a rider, I never had to listen.
The spines entered my view, my hand reaching up to pull my cloak lower and my teeth pulling the glove off my hand, showing the silver marking. I knew it was dangerous, but I had to have it. I did not know much magic, but I knew some. ”Fearing something will happen?”
[/color] I glanced up to the sky, feeling his presence as he sent me a image of him flying through the clouds and seeing me. I smiled slightly, looking ahead… I feared nothing, would never fear a thing, I was fearless, but I knew when to be prepared for anything… A attack from bandits was not what I needed right now. The deeper we went, the darker it got, the trail seemed to grow smaller and I had to keep my eye out for anything. We were going past the river, which was good, we were getting close to Teirm, only by a few more hours. I kept my hopes up, watching everything Osiris was watching as he flew higher and saw the sea, the smell of salt touching his own nostrils, causing me to smell it too. ”Stop that! You know I like the smell of the sea!”[/color] His sweet chuckle entered my mind and a loud roar erupted from over head, like the sound of thunder of on stormy day. I knew that he was happy that he could fly, but I still wanted to fell that excitement he felt. I looked ahead, taking each bend and curve with ease. He left my mind again, going further north to hunt again and my mind fluttered back to Murtagh… The rider I knew from tales but yet knew him more now then I ever knew. I had never met him until this day, had seen him around with his large dragon, but had never met him. It was rather nice finally getting to met him, but I would have rather met him on better terms then in a prison doing some ’business’. I could not help but think back to him, allowing my mind to remember everything I had seen about him, his face and his dark eyes. I listened to his voice in my head, replying the words and the sound, remembering it. He was sweet, that much I had seen, but I still did not want to trust him, not with what was going on… I knew that he belong to the King, but so did I and so did Arwen, but we could help the Varden for the time being and get things set up for a new spy net work. It would help them some and we could return doing out duties to this place until we could one day break free. But he was handsome, he was sweet… And those eyes… They were beyond my believe. They held this dark gaze in them that showed the slave part of him, but a kindness I had never known, or had known but had only seen it in one person and the being was my brother, Turin. I wondered what he though of me, but I did not need to think about that, not now as we came to the gates of Teirm. I removed my hood only fast enough to show my face and then high tailed it into the city, moving quickly before I entered the stables and gave the horses to my stable hand. Osiris was still not in my mind, but I did not mind. After telling Pylar and Andraste where their rooms were, my body just collapsed on the couch, my head touching the pillow as I slept, my dreams filled with Murtagh, Flying, and everything else. I did not know why I was dreaming about Murtagh, but I could not get him off my mind and it seemed to make me happy, seeing him there. I wish we were free, like the riders of old who had free rein where they pleased. I felt Osiris touch my mind, but even then I did not wake, not until I shot up, the sound of knocking from the door and Pylar walking past me. Osiris making his own smart comments about my sleep. I rolled my eyes, standing and fixing my hair, looking to Pylar as he opened the door. ”Lady Arwen,” He was slightly surprised, but his voice, but he moved aside as she came in. I smiled as I saw her, straightening my own tight tunic and looking at her for a moment. ”Hey. Have a nice dream?” She had no idea and would not know for a while. I smiled at her, yawning slightly and glancing at Andraste as she saluted her for a moment and then turned to Pylar. ”Nice to meet you too.” He smiled at her and then looked to me. ”Anything you need me to do?”[/color] I smiled at the elf and shock my head. ”Relax, no need to be tense here, in this house you both have free rein… As soon as things are settled and quiet I need you to do something for me.”[/color] He nodded, knowing what it was that I was asking and then turning to return to his room. I looked at Arwen, knowing that he was tired and needed to rest. I had food here, would offer them some once everything was settled and I heard the gates closed, making it to where most everything shut fown. ”Where’s Osiris?” I looked up slightly and then smiled at her for a moment. ”Since he is too big to fit in here, he sleep in the stable loft… There is a large door up top that he can fly in… He still will be able to stay up there for a few more weeks, many a month before he will have to find another place near by.”[/color] I said, looking up. Osiris was not to happy about my dreams, could feel his thoughts raging and even the thought of another man in my life. He was jealous, though I did not blame him much. I turned to Andraste, smiling at her for a moment. ”We have plenty of food, I’m not sure how much you were given in the Prison.”[/color] I knew it was not a lot, but she did not have to eat if she did not want to. I looked at Arwen and motioned for her to sit down with me. Wondering what she would say about Murtagh, knowing that she probably had him on her mind… As did I… Word Count: 1,822 Tagged: Arwen & Murtagh & Andraste Color Code: Osiris = A92929 :: Nayeli = E54C4C :: Pylar Shaelol = 831F83Comments: Wow! Quick burst of muse[/size][/blockquote]
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Post by kanoinazuma17 on Jun 17, 2010 18:52:21 GMT -5
Andraste stayed silent, not returning the greeting. She moved to her right and pulled up a stool to sit down. When Lady Nayeli offered her food, she simply shook her head. She was neither hungry, nor interested in pleasantries. She closed her eyes and waited for speaking. She needed to be back in the forge. "I'm fine, m'lady... If I need anything it's to be back in the forge." She said calmly. Whenever Andraste's voice was smooth and unemotional, there was something horribly wrong. She was like a dormant volcano that was giving off warning signals that she was going to explode. The bad thing for everyone in the building right now was that they wouldn't be able to tell what the signals were, they didn't know her, and that could be deadly for them.
Andraste watched Arwen, only one of her green eyes boring into her. She was skeptical, quite skeptical. "Greetings..." She finally said to Arwen, face expressionless. She was not one to trust easilly, and it was beginning to show.
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Post by ARWEN REDFERN on Jun 17, 2010 19:36:05 GMT -5
The relationship between Arwen and Murtagh was difficult to describe. The boy even had a hard time describing why he treated her in that manner. It was just a simple matter for Arwen for she had just said, Obviously, it’s because you love me! Don’t worry, Murtagh! I love you too! She had laughed before patting him on the cheek again. He had rolled his eyes. It was not the reason and he knew that. Wait. Was it? He was beginning to worry now. No! He did not think of her in that way! Did Arwen think about him in that way? He had turned to look at the cheerful Arwen who was picking dresses. He gave a sigh and shook his head, running his fingers through his thick hair. Sure, he and Arwen were close but it was not that sort of relationship, right? Hell, they haven’t even had a REAL kiss. All they’ve done was kiss each other’s heads and cheeks. Like siblings!
So then, why did he let her torture him so? A part of him whispered that it was because she was the only person that was keeping him sane. The other part told him it was because he cared too much for her. Besides, he didn’t want to end up in another fight with her. They were both stubborn, which made fights quite difficult. Even while he was sleeping, he dreamt of her torturing him in so many other different ways. He was used to the nightmares and some of them could be quite..weird. Like once he had dreamed of one of Arwen’s dried sweetmeat sweets chasing after him. It was screaming, “I’M GONNA EAT YOUUU!” and then he suddenly saw Arwen’s hungry look on the sweet. He had nearly screamed, but kept it at a yell. Of course, Arwen woke him up and she was the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes. He had given a yelp and pushed her away. The girl had rolled her eyes and given him a whack on the head later.
Arwen, on the other hand enjoyed torturing Murtagh only because he was the only one she could torture. Only he would go out with her and buy things for her. Only he would be the one who would stand up with her when things got rough. Only he would silently endure the treatment and at times, he probably enjoyed it. She made him laugh. Nobody else could. Well, so far. If she wasn’t able to torture him…what was fun anymore? She was not going to be one of those girls who only ‘wished’ to be close to their crushes. She was actually going to do something about it. Arwen was strong. She knew his weaknesses because she had taken the time to find them. She knew how to control him. It wasn’t easy at first, but she managed. Arwen worked for all of this and this was her reward. She knew he loved her like a sister and maybe even a little bit more than a sister, but it was not actually love. Perhaps it was lust? Thorn had said before that even at the times where Murtagh had complained how boring it was to spend time with Arwen, he really enjoyed it. So, Arwen continued to play with Murtagh. It wasn’t as if he was going to ditch her for another person, right?
While riding to Nayeli’s place, she hoped that he was waking up in the middle of the night again. Of course, if he did he would find that note she had written for him. It had said,
Dear Murtagh.
Sorry for making you look so weak infront of Nayeli. I know you like her. Tee hee. I see that blushing face! I promise I’ll get you something nice for shopping with me, alright? Feel happier? No? Fine. No present for you! Haha, just joking~! Anyways, I’m taking a small walk right now. Don’t look for me. I’ll be back real soon. Just want to get some thoughts out of my head. What thoughts? Well, that’s really none of your business. Hey! Don’t make that angry face! I’m just kidding! It’s nothing really. Just can’t seem to sleep. Oh, and could you make sure that you put all of my dresses in my room? I swear I had six! There’s only five in my room at the moment.
love you lots!
Love, Arwen.
It was a simple note and she prayed that he would listen to her words. She hummed softly while traveling. It made her feel much more comfortable. She sang softly to herself as well. Can anybody find me somebody to love? A small smile spread on her lips while singing softly to herself. She went silent as she reached the house. Once greeted as she entered into the house she told Nayeli with a lazy smile. Oh, and if you’re wondering about Murtagh, he should be asleep. Apparently, I tired him out too much. She grinned wolfishly. Her greeting towards the female elf was probably unheard by the other elf. With a forced smile, she shot a short smile towards her before looking back down. Her sea blue eyes flickered towards the male elf and then asked Mind if you got me something to drink? I’m sort of hungry and thirsty. I did eat, but not much. She was half explaining more to Nayeli than anyone else. She honestly didn’t trust anyone in the room except for Nayeli. To know that Osiris was away from them made her more on guard than ever. She may of looked much of the carefree and calm sort of girl, but in her mind she was looking and making sure that the elves did not pull any sort of trick. Perhaps spending too long with Murtagh got you like this. Always staying sharp. To be truthful, she told Nayeli the truth and her slightly tanned face became slightly pale.
Nayeli, I’m really worried about Murtagh. He’s started to catch on. I mean, I know he’s interested in you and all but I’m scared he’s going to find out. I already wrote him a note. A lie, actually. Told him I’m gonna be on a walk and not to look for me. She made her way towards a table and propping her face up with her hands, she looked at Nayeli with a worried expression on her face. Her light blue eyes looked at the other girl. The other girl should know she hated lying to Murtagh. Especially Murtagh. She knew he trusted her the most. Doing this pained her a lot. Nayeli knew this. She had to know.
If he EVER finds out about what we’re doing now…I’m not sure what he would do to us all. He’d be furious. No. He would be happy at first, but then because of his oath he would probably end up killing us all. She shut her eyes, trying to get the thought out of her mind. Why was she worrying like this? It just wasn’t her. She shouldn’t be thinking like this! Arwen gritted her teeth together, a frown beginning to form. She was loosing her cool. Arwen knew she was losing her edge and it wasn’t good. Her emotions were getting the better of her. The girl was strong. She would get through this. Her blue eyes stared at the wooden table infront of her with a strange angry glint in her eyes.
Dammit, Murtagh. She swore under her breath, the sea blue eyes turned into angry and icy blue she only wore when she felt upset and angry. Her hands flopped on the table with a dull ‘thunk’ as she buried her face into her arms, her dark hair spraying all over her side. Some of her hair trailed down her back but most of it was hanging on her side. She looked over towards the female elf before almost glaring at her. The girl was just staring at Arwen with those ugly green orbs of hers and it was as if she didn’t trust her. Arwen didn’t like that one bit. She bit her tongue from snarling at the other girl. Her eyes then flickered towards Nayeli, awaiting for a response.
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Post by Lady Nayeli on Jun 17, 2010 23:22:33 GMT -5
I could not help but think about him, Murtagh. I scared he would find out, but I was trying to keep that off my mind. As soon as I told these two what we were planning, then I would leave it to them to take control. That is what my mind had decided on the way here and we would help only little at a time. I did not want to go against the people, my family, but I knew it was the right thing to do, to get someone in the inside and if they were the elves who worked for me, then they could not get in trouble, they could come into the castle with me, tell the Varden of the lay out without me saying a word. I could not help but smile as I thought about Murtagh, but I could not allow my feeling to get too much into him. I wanted to get to know him, always had wanted to get to know him, but I could not allow such a thing to happen. ”Enough! One more thought on him and it is going to drive me crazy!”
[/color] I smiled, letting my eyes look up at the ceiling and I smiled again. I was going to enjoy torturing my dragon. I knew everything I needed to know about my dragon, I could torture him with just mere thoughts and he could do nothing about it. I knew him all to well, I knew his past now, though I would not dare use such a thing on him like that. ”Thank you…”[/color] I smiled slightly, glancing over at Pylar as he came back into the room. I knew it was time to actually do something about this plan. I had to tell them everything, I knew it had to be now or never. Arwen would need to be released from this planning, even though we had started it, we could pass it to someone else and she was bond, unlike me, I was not bond under as many oaths and the King trusted me because he knew I was loyal to the Empire, or that I was loyal to the empire. ”Oh, and if you’re wondering about Murtagh, he should be asleep. Apparently, I tired him out too much.” I smiled at her, wanting to tell her that she had no earthly idea about what I was thinking about Murtagh. It was slightly funny, but I could not allow that to get me. Her eyes then flickered to Pylar and he leaned against the wooden table in my dinning area. ”Mind if you got me something to drink? I’m sort of hungry and thirsty. I did eat, but not much.” I smiled at him and he gave a nod, but he did not move much, just looking at me. Did he know something I did not, but he did agree he would get her something. I looked at him for a moment, confused by him, but he said nothing, his eyes glancing to the ceiling. ”Nayeli, I’m really worried about Murtagh. He’s started to catch on. I mean, I know he’s interested in you and all but I’m scared he’s going to find out. I already wrote him a note. A lie, actually. Told him I’m gonna be on a walk and not to look for me.” She moved to the table and I followed, sitting beside her for a moment. I had told Andraste about the food, but my eyes were on Arwen for a moment. I knew this was going to come, she was worried and I did not blame her for being so worried about him. I looked away for a moment and then back at her. I had to figure everything out, looking at Pylar, who seemed slightly distracted by something. ”Nayeli, I hate the empire with all my heart, but even I know when something needs to pass hands… Arwen and you are just as close to the king as Murtagh,”[/color] I agreed with him for a moment and let out a sigh. ”If he EVER finds out about what we’re doing now…I’m not sure what he would do to us all. He’d be furious. No. He would be happy at first, but then because of his oath he would probably end up killing us all.” I understood what she meant. It was a thing installed into us at birth, to kill all who opposed the empire. I looked at Pylar and then to Andraste who said something about a forge. ”I can get you a forge with ease and all the help you need… I know neither of you know why we chose y’all to help us, but Arwen and I are too close to the king to be able to pull this off by ourselves… You two will be leading this operation,”[/color] I let out a breath and though about how I would explain this. I turned slightly, grabbing a jug of water and two cups, pour some for Arwen and leaving the other empty. ”When a noble has a elf as a ‘slave’ they can do a lot more, their elves can go with them wherever they want to go… That includes the castle.”[/color] She looked at them for a moment. ”Andraste & Pylar, I can get you into the castle and the prison, into place you two would never go as just a normal person… You can then go to the Varden or met with someone from the Varden who can take that information to them… I have a brother who is down there… His name is Turin.”[/color] Pylar looked at me, his eyes slightly surprised, but smile on his face, laughing. I looked at him confused, unable to contain himself completely. ”Warrior Turin? That man is a great warrior and he knows many great things about the empire… He is one of Nasuada’s right hand men, he was with her at the Summit.”[/color] He had been there! I knew I had seen him, of course, at that time he was my enemy. Now I was rethinking many things in my head. I looked away for a moment and then back at Pylar. ”He comes to Teirm often… I would rather stay here, in the empire, gaining the knowledge… Andraste can return to Surda and then return with Turin in receive the knowledge… She is a great assets to the Varden with the smith skills.”[/color] I nodded slightly. Pylar was smart and he spoke with great wisdom, as if he had been thinking about this for some great time. I looked to Arwen. I glanced up for a moment and then returned my eyes to Andraste. ”Can you do that? Take the information he receives and take it back to Nasuada… But do not tell me anything you find out Pylar, I do not want to know anything you find out.”[/color] He nodded, raising his hand, smiling slightly. I looked at him, slightly confused, his body bowing over to me. For a moment I was completely confused. ”To the people around you, I am nothing but a mere slave, following my master’s footsteps.”[/color] I smiled. He knew he could run off any time he wanted, Andraste could do the same. She was not held by any oath to stay here. I was giving her the option to return to Surda for go, I was not keeping her my prisoner. Word Count: 1,242 Tagged: Arwen & Murtagh & Andraste Color Code: Osiris = A92929 :: Nayeli = E54C4C :: Pylar Shaelol = 831F83Comments: Hmmm... What do y'all think???[/size][/blockquote][/quote]
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Post by kanoinazuma17 on Jun 18, 2010 11:28:53 GMT -5
Andraste found herself turning to look at Lady Nayeli. She had never been one to easilly trust others, and now was no exception. She heard her name being spoken and she looked up again. ”I can get you a forge with ease and all the help you need… I know neither of you know why we chose y’all to help us, but Arwen and I are too close to the king to be able to pull this off by ourselves… You two will be leading this operation,” She looked up, eyes wide with surprise. ”When a noble has a elf as a ‘slave’ they can do a lot more, their elves can go with them wherever they want to go… That includes the castle.” Andraste thought for a second. "So we're going to basically be snooping? Sounds like fun." She said with a grin, happy to be doing something exciting.
"Thanks for the offer of a forge, but I'm still only an apprentice." She replied, watching intently. ”Andraste & Pylar, I can get you into the castle and the prison, into place you two would never go as just a normal person… You can then go to the Varden or met with someone from the Varden who can take that information to them… I have a brother who is down there… His name is Turin.” Andraste nodded. "I will stay for two runs, but then I have to go back to Feinster..." She added afterwards, she didn't want to cause too much of a stir, not that she absolutely avoided it.
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Post by ARWEN REDFERN on Jun 18, 2010 19:48:08 GMT -5
With a nod of her head, she lifted herself from the table and brushed some hair out of her face. Taking the water on the table, she drank some. Murtagh. Her mind lingered at the thought of him. She glared at the table, unable to get the boy out of her head. Sure, he trusted her and he belonged to her. No. He didn’t. He belonged to her and Thorn. They shared him and Arwen knew that doing this and him knowing this would break his heart. She could not let that happen. Anger and frustration filled her. Arwen could do this. In order to protect Murtagh, she would do this. Filled with sudden inspiration, she gave a sly looking smile over at Nayeli. We’ll do all we can to help out. Trust us. Nayeli and I are close to the king, correct? Well, we’re just gonna snoop around ourselves to find little pieces of information for you guys. Obviously, it’s not going to be as in-depth as yours will be. It’ll do though. She considered the idea thoughtfully, a small smirk forming. Looking over at the female elf, she felt an urge to snap that her. Instead, she coolly told the girl,
Yes, we will be ‘snooping’ but it’s not all fun and games. You’ll need to be careful, obviously. You may think of it as a game but think about it as life and death. she also refrained herself from calling the girl an idiot. So fine, if they did end up getting caught because of this idiot she would make sure that she, Arwen, would kill this elf herself. So god helped her. Her head then turned towards the male elf who was now talking. Turin. She had heard of him before. Nayeli’s brother. Right. That’s the name she had heard before. Raising a brow at the ‘great warrior’ she smirked.
So your brother’s famous now, Nayeli! Time to use that sibling love that you’ve been saving up for him. She laughed while grinning at her friend. In a more serious note, she added, We really should meet up with him sometime. He’s important and…he might help me meet back up with my own brothers. she ended softly and quietly. Gripping her hands, she linked her hands together. Her long fingers weaved together tightly as she looked down at her hands. A look of longing appeared on her face, but her hair hid it. She missed Eragon and Rowan so much. Even though she had Murtagh, she still missed her brothers. She had almost forgotten what Eragon sounded like now. Rowan with his laughter and his jokes. Eragon and her arguing about stupid things like the color of a tree. She hid a smile that came on to her lips when thinking of her brothers.
She then also remembered the kiss. She turned a pink color, remembering the sudden incident. Oh crap. She had forgotten about that. Arwen then remembered kissing her brother Eragon. Crap. That was not something she wanted to remember. It was sort of gross. Why had she done that again? Oh, right. Arya. That…little old hag. She glared at the desk silently, the pretty woman’s face came into her mind. Arwen hated Arya for leading Eragon on like that. She knew the elf had done it on purpose. She then looked up at the male elf and asked in a sharp tone,
What of Arya and Eragon? Are they still with Nasusda? She needed to know. Arwen desperately need to know. She didn’t care about Arya but she needed Eragon. She wanted him back. Her brother was her life. She had made a horrible choice in choosing Murtagh over him. Then again, what happened, happened. There were no such things as wishes. Though there were things called second chances.
Back at the castle, Murtagh sneezed in his sleep. Twice.
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Post by Lady Nayeli on Jun 19, 2010 1:05:00 GMT -5
I looked at Andrast for a moment, knowing that I needed to get them started on this as much as I could. If I could just get them in, they could do the rest, but they just needed to keep us out of it. They could get the information and then get it out, we did not have to know about everything, only that they were still alive. That was it and that was all I wanted. I trusted Arwen, knowing she hated to lie to Murtagh, having him as a sort of brother in her life. I knew that once Pylar and Andraste were in, they could get the lay out of the castle, could tell the varden everything about the inside… Each room… Where the weapons were… Where the soldiers stayed… I could tell them, but they needed to find out just in case someone were to capture them and hit there minds… ”We’ll do all we can to help out. Trust us. Nayeli and I are close to the king, correct? Well, we’re just gonna snoop around ourselves to find little pieces of information for you guys. Obviously, it’s not going to be as in-depth as yours will be. It’ll do though.” I nodded, we would do all we could, but we had to be careful, we had to make sure no one got caught. I was sure that we could pull this off and Pylar would be able to get the help we needed.
"So we're going to basically be snooping? Sounds like fun." I looked at her for a moment, wanting to roll my eyes but not doing so. I knew it was not worth it to roll my eyes, so I just looked at her. Osiris was growling mental, but I swore I heard him physically growling, but I was not sure if it was raining or something. I walked over to the window, glancing outside to see a bolt of lightning over the sea and hitting the water out there. The rain was beginning to come down and I looked over at Arwen.
”Yes, we will be ‘snooping’ but it’s not all fun and games. You’ll need to be careful, obviously. You may think of it as a game but think about it as life and death.” I nodded to her for a moment and then looked up at the sky once more, shutting the window, the rain already pelting down on the roof. Osiris moved around upstairs, I could hear him and so could Pylar, who had looked up and smiled slightly. He proceeded to head upstairs and go into the loft to close the door for Osiris, who was thankful and made sure I saw him do it. After he came down I smiled at him. ”Thank You.”
[/color] He nodded and set back down slightly. I looked at Andraste for a moment, waiting for her to say something about the forge. "Thanks for the offer of a forge, but I'm still only an apprentice." I nodded to her for a moment and then returned to the table with Arwen. She still did not look to happy, but I wanted to help her and I wanted to see Murtagh again… Alive if I could help it. I did not know what all we could do, but I could do something and so could my brother. "I will stay for two runs, but then I have to go back to Feinster..." I nodded careful to her. I would have to come up with a reason she was gone and I was thinking about a few good ideas. I would just have to be careful, if someone were to find out. I looked back at Arwen, my mind drifting also to Murtagh and then to my brother… They would probably be good friends if they had ever met. ”So your brother’s famous now, Nayeli! Time to use that sibling love that you’ve been saving up for him.” Ha! Now I laughed, my smile coming from the top of my lungs and looking at her for a moment. She had no idea about our past, I guess I could tell her, but then she might just find me completely a bitch. ”Yea, right… The moment my brother see me again, she is going to try his hardest to kill me… That is what we had been doing for years now, since he left and join the varden, I have been hunting him… He still does not know that I quit.”[/color] I looked at her for a moment, still smiling, still thinking how stupid I was for not looking at what my brother saw… A power-hungry king… He was the smart one, I was the dumb one. ”We really should meet up with him sometime. He’s important and…he might help me meet back up with my own brothers.” I nodded slightly at the thought, it would be nice to see my brother again, if he would ever look at me again, I looked at her for a moment, something was on her mind and I had no idea what it was. I wanted to ask, but at the same time, I was not sure if I should or not. I knew she was thinking about Murtagh, but what else was she thinking about. I wondered, but I knew it was none of my business, this all belonged to her, not me. ”I would not say famous, but he is pretty close to Nasuada, one of her protectors and someone she can trust… He took him a long time to reach such a rank.”[/color] Pylar said, catching my attention for a moment. So, he was high ranking, he was close to Nasuada, but he was in Teirm some of the time. How was that possible? Pylar must of read my thoughts, because he laughed, a cool sounding laugh that told me he had not be surprised by anything. ”Not only is he one of her guards, but he uses his training well… He does a lot of work for her, not always with her, but able to get to her within a week.”[/color] I nodded. I knew he was smart and he put his training to good use… Well, at least dad paid for something, but it ended up helping the Varden and now so was I… In a way… I could not do everything, but I could do something. ”What of Arya and Eragon? Are they still with Nasusda?” I looked at Arwen for a moment and then to Pylar. He smiled softly and then shrugged slightly. I was kind of worried what that meant, but maybe he knew something he was not suppose to tell. ”Eragon and Nasuada are normally with each other when they can be and Arya and him still work side by side.”[/color] I looked at Arwen, wondering why she had asked but at the same time, having a very odd suspicion at the same time. Though I did not know why I had this confusing though in my head, my mind went back to Murtagh… What was he doing right now??? Word Count: 1,190 Tagged: Arwen & Murtagh & Andraste Color Code: Osiris = A92929 :: Nayeli = E54C4C :: Pylar Shaelol = 831F83Comments: I don't think I like this post. Haha. Oh Well, I did my best.[/size][/blockquote]
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Post by ARWEN REDFERN on Jun 19, 2010 10:57:17 GMT -5
Murtagh woke up with a start. He was breathing heavily. Shaking his head, he groped his head trying to forget that nasty dream. Arwen, going after him with a hungry look in her eye. He was the food. Arwen wanting to eat him. Oh god. He shuddered, getting out of bed. Was she sleeping? Everything sounded so quiet. He walked towards the door and slowly opened it. The bed was empty and her cloak and sword as gone. His brows furrowed as he walked into her room. It was plain as always and it looked messy. Not as messy as his room of course, but just a little but cleaner. Her journal was on her table, and the quill was there too. He had an urge to look in it, but he knew that Arwen would probably kill him. Going back to his room, he searched for a note she probably wrote for him. He found it beside his bed and in her careful handwriting, she had told him that was out on a walk. He rose a brow and looked outside. It was pouring and thundering. Arwen was a horrible liar. He went into the bathroom and splashed water onto his face. He looked pale. The mirror that reflected from his face showed that he looked tired and weary. He splashed some more water onto his face and ran his fingers through his thick dark hair.
Dammit Arwen…where are you?
[/I] A rumble came into his head. Thorn. He was worried about Arwen was well. He spoke in his mind. Thorn. Would you mind if you could look for Arwen for me? She says she’s on a walk, but it’s pouring outside.[/i] The dragon’s reply was quick. He agreed of course and Murtagh left it at that. He gave a sigh and walked back to his bed. Aloud to himself, he growled. If she went to go and party at some sort of bar, I’m going to kill her.Back at the house, Arwen gave a sneeze. Rubbing her nose, she gave a tired sigh. Was someone talking about her? Wrinkling her nose up, she rubbed it again. The thunder from outside sounded loud and it was almost as loud as Thorn’s growl. Arwen frowned. She should be getting back now since it was raining. Murtagh was not going to believe that note. Biting down on her bottom lip out of bad habit, she glanced back down at the table, thinking of a way to get out of here as soon as possible. Hell, he could be sending Thorn her way soon… Turin’s Nasuada’s personal guard? Well, that gives us an advantage doesn’t? I’ve only met her a couple of times and I honestly think she hates me. I mean, they probably told her everything about me. My…betrayal. she ended softly, her sea blue eyes clouded with pain. Eragon. His face was full of pain and confusion when he had separated from her. Arya was probably laughing at the fact that I was gone. That…wrench. Arwen hated that elf more than anything. She had Eragon wrapped around her little finger. Her younger brother wasn’t able to stop things from happening. Arya was going to use him and then throw him away. Arwen heard that the two were still working together and out of spite, she spat out. That bitch should die. How dare she still work with him? her nails scratched against the hard wood. Blue eyes turned hard and angry as she looked at the wooden table with disgust on her face. Raising her head up she looked at the male elf and forcing herself to smile, she managed more of her cruel looking smiles. Sorry. Arya and I have had a little bit of a bad past together. Anyways. Is there any way we can contact them somehow? she turned her angry looking face into the curious looking expression. Arwen needed control over her emotions. Breathing in deeply, she closed her eyes and let out a large sigh. A roar came into her mind and she jumped. Was she just imagining things, or was that Thorn? Her eyes were now open and sort of wide. She got up and rushed towards the window as if she was looking for something. When unable to see the red figure she had been dreading and hoping to see, she let out a sigh of relief. Dammit. She was hallucinating sounds now. What the fuck was going on with her? ARWEN! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?![/I] she let out a small yelp. Oh shit. It was Murtagh. He was pissed. Of course, Thorn was the one sending the message and it looked as if he noticed that she was gone. She swore loudly, her eyes then locked on to Nayeli. In a grim tone, she managed out. Thorn’s looking for me. Murtagh is pissed. He’s awake. Dammit, I should of spiked his drink. Fuck. she swore loudly. Grabbing her cloak and her swords, she quickly wrapped it around her. With a second though, she looked over at Nayeli and asked rather quickly, Nayeli. Come with me. I need an excuse to be out here. Is there a bar nearby? If there is, I need you come with me. There was an urgency in her voice. She could hear Thorn’s roar and Murtagh’s annoyed state in her mind. She swore again silently in her mind. This was not exactly what she had planned to happen. Gritting her teeth together, she shouted in her mind to Thorn and Murtagh. I’M OUT. I’LL BE BACK LATER. DON’T LOOK FOR ME, DAMMIT.[/I] Murtagh seemed to recoil for a second before he growled back in her mind. Fine, if you’re not coming back, I’m going to you. Thorn will take me.[/I] Arwen snarled aloud in an angry voice. Her blue eyes were ablaze and she felt only anger and annoyance in her heart at the moment. Stupid Murtagh! I told you not to look for me! I’m fine! She yelled aloud, unable to control her anger. She wanted to hit something really badly. With another look at Nayeli, her voice became slightly gentler, but also rough. Now would be nice to come with me, Nayeli![/blockquote][/blockquote][/size] STATUS # finished FEATURING # kano and Nayeli WORD COUNT # no clue NOTES # OUTFITS && thinking of making murtagh meet nayeli again. kano, tag along if you can? CREDIT # IRONICALLIZE_IT @ CAUTION 2.0[/center][/size][/font]
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Post by kanoinazuma17 on Jun 19, 2010 17:32:39 GMT -5
Andraste smiled as Arwen began looking paranoid, but the smile soon left her face as she stood up. "Stay calm... there has to be a way to do this..." she said softly, thinking, eyebrows meeting and forehead wrinkling in thought. She went silent, eyes closing. To be honest, she didn't have a plan, she hadn't been expecting this. The one scenario she hadn't expected something along these lines. She sat back down, meditating, trying to find a way to avert the impending disaster, but nothing was coming to her mind, there was only one option, giving the blasted rider and his dragon the impression that they had been at the bar talking and drinking. Besides, she could go for a drink right about now.
Andraste opened her eyes. "I could go for a drink right about now, how 'bout you?" She asked, looking over at Nayeli, standing up again. It had been a full two minutes before she had finally broken out of her meditation. She had become known to be a fast thinker, but her thoughts had become sluggish, clouded, confused. Everything was getting so complicated and she didn't know what exactly was going on, but all Andraste knew was that she did not want to be caught in the middle of it. Her emerald green eyes gazed around the room at the others, wondering what their plan was.
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Post by Lady Nayeli on Jun 19, 2010 21:42:41 GMT -5
I looked around for a moment, my thoughts roaming nothing, mostly on Murtagh… He was handsome, he was nice, and he was someone I really wanted to get to know, though, I did not know why, something was drawing me out to him and I had no idea what that was. I wanted to see him again, wanted to be around him, but I had no idea why. Was it because he was a dragon rider and forced to serve like myself? Was it because we were like each other in way that I had seen? I had no idea, I just wanted to see him again. I saw Arwen frown, my eyes focused completely on her as I wondered what was wrong. The thunder was rippling over head and something had even gotten Osiris upset also. ”It is something in the air, something is wrong.”
[/color] I was getting upset, could feel it in the air, even Pylar was getting this upset, I saw it through Osiris’ own eyes as he opened the loft’s door and let him fly out. ”Osiris!”[/color] I ran to the window, the lightning lighting the sky and allowing me to see him disappear. Something had caused him to leave, but I was not sure why. ”Turin’s Nasuada’s personal guard? Well, that gives us an advantage doesn’t? I’ve only met her a couple of times and I honestly think she hates me. I mean, they probably told her everything about me. My…betrayal.” I looked at her for a moment. I nodded to the advantage and kind of looked at her for a moment when she said something about Betrayal. I knew that she was with Murtagh, but who had she betrayed? I was slightly confused as to who she had betrayed, but I doubted I would ever find out. I saw the pain in her eyes, wondering what was wrong, knowing that something was wrong, but had no idea what it was. ”That bitch should die. How dare she still work with him?” He had returned when she spoke out like that. I looked at him for a moment and he did not seem insulted, but he smiled. ”She spoke to me about him liking her… She just wants to get him trained so he can fight the empire, she has no wish to be with him, she has no wish to be with anyone, just do the work for the Varden.”[/color] I looked at her for a moment. His Arya, she was with the Varden and she sounded Elven, though I did not understand why I thought that for a moment. If she was training Eragon, then she was a pretty good elf. She would have been chosen for such a job I guessed. ”Sorry. Arya and I have had a little bit of a bad past together. Anyways. Is there any way we can contact them somehow?” I looked to Pylar and then he shock his head for a moment. If there was no way to contact them now, then why was he here. I looked at him slightly confused and he let out a sigh. ”It takes a lot of energy and while in the prison they feed me food that made my energy drain out… It will take me a few days to get better.”[/color] I nodded to him for a moment and then looked at Arwen again. She jumped and I looked at her, hearing Osiris in my own head for a moment. ”Thorn! He is near, you all need to find a place to be and not here… Murtagh will not be far behind, I have this bad feeling.”[/color] I looked at her for a moment. I knew this was bad and I did not like that at all, though it would give me a reason to see Murtagh again. Arwen’s eyes were completely wide and she looked scared, in some form of way. I saw her go to the window and look outside, though it seemed she had not seen anything, but she knew it was there. I heard her yelp and jumped myself, Pylar looking up slightly. I looked at her for a moment and kept my eyes locked on her. ”Thorn’s looking for me. Murtagh is pissed. He’s awake. Dammit, I should of spiked his drink. Fuck.” I looked around, grabbing my cloak for a moment and then looking to Andraste. She had said something about thinking of something and I could not figure out completely what it was. I did not have a plan. ”Nayeli. Come with me. I need an excuse to be out here. Is there a bar nearby? If there is, I need you come with me.” I nodded, then hearing Andraste say something about coming. I looked around for a moment and then looked at Pylar. ”I will get the horses ready.”[/color] I nodded, looking to the sky, hoping to hear Osiris. He was gone, I did not know where he went but I knew it was to help us out. ”Now would be nice to come with me, Nayeli!” I nodded and grabbed my cloak, putting it on and running out the side door that lead right into the barn. ”Andraste, Pylar, you will be acting as my guards tonight, like a normal noblewoman’s elf would be doing.”[/color] I said, Pylar nodded quickly and held my black horse as I mounted and then held onto Arwen’s before mounting himself. He rode up to the door and quickly opening it, the wind catching the door and causing it to fly open. I rode out, followed by Arwen and I was sure Andraste. I looked back to see him closing the door before I turned the corner. His mind touching my own… I allowed him entrance, allowing him to see through my eyes before he took off after us, following us from afar but able to find us as we slowed every now and then to avoid causing a disturbance. Word Count: 0,997 Tagged: Arwen & Murtagh & Andraste Color Code: Osiris = A92929 :: Nayeli = E54C4C :: Pylar Shaelol = 831F83Comments: I don't like that post either, of well. I will be gone until tomorrow night because I will be on the road. Reply when I can.[/size][/blockquote]
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