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Post by micaylah on Oct 7, 2008 22:28:55 GMT -5
Kalri nodded at Tyr, absently waving him off. She allowed the maid to help her into her room then dismissed her. She made her way to the washroom and cupped water in her hands, throwing it onto her face. She looked into the mirror and saw the flashes of darkness within her eyes. 'I'll not let you win Legion!' Her inner voice resolute in its words. Kalri changed and crawled into her bed. Her body tired she fell to sleep as the fever came upon her.
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Post by Tismri on Oct 15, 2008 14:58:42 GMT -5
After several hours, Marola felt herself relaxing a bit. She resumed her normal demeanor and appearance, though perhaps still a bit harder in her heart and colder in her eyes. When she felt ready to leave her room again, she decided to go find Tyr. She needed to talk to him.
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Post by Max452 on Oct 15, 2008 21:52:17 GMT -5
Tyr wandered around the castle...dum de dum de...
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Post by Tismri on Oct 15, 2008 22:13:32 GMT -5
OOC: come on, can't you decide to start the meeting? lol.
Marola finally spotted Tyr wandering aimlessly around the castle. She marched right up to him and stared him in the eyes for a few minutes.
"I honestly don't know whether I should kiss you or kill you," she told him.
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Post by Max452 on Oct 15, 2008 22:22:35 GMT -5
OOC: no. lol
Tyr was slightly caught off guard by Marola's reappearance; just moments ago she dismissed him. His eyes connected with hers as he tried to figure out what she wanted. Once she spoke, a large grin appeared on his face.
"I have no idea...what do you think you should do?" He stepped closer to her. "For it isn't the first time you said that same phrase to me."
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Post by Tismri on Oct 16, 2008 12:36:44 GMT -5
"And I'm sure that unless I choose the latter, it won't be the last," she said.
"Maybe I should kiss you, then kill you. That would probably work. Maybe kill you while I'm kissing you. I don't know. Which would your preferr?" She took a short step closer to him.
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Post by Max452 on Oct 16, 2008 14:23:13 GMT -5
Tyr's hands touched the sides of Marola's face, caressing it, and then, without warning, he grabbed her waist, pulling her towards him. Still inches away, he moved his lips down from the side of her face to her neck, tracing her silhouette and smelling her scent. "Mmm...I think I much rather prefer something else..." He whispered with a devious smile on her face.
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Post by Tismri on Oct 16, 2008 17:33:04 GMT -5
Marola fell into Tyr's embrace as he kissed her. When he pulled away, she looked into his eyes with a grin.
"Kiss it is, then," she said, leaning upward and meeting his lips with hers. She ran her fingers through his hair, relaxing in his arms.
Here I go again, she thought.
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Post by Max452 on Oct 16, 2008 20:10:00 GMT -5
"With pleasure." He whispered as she met his lips with her own. Relishing her fingers strokes, he kissed her more passionately. Knowing that she was probably doing this to make herself feel better from the loss of Caleb....Where is that boy, anyways? He wondered briefly, he really could care less what she was doing it for. Tasting her lips, Tyr pushed Marola towards the wall, pinning her between it and him. He then left her lips and again went down her neck and then up again, his lips once again searching for hers, grasping for breath as he did.
OOC: where is Caleb? Run into us! Run into us and end this! lol. I want a fight! lol.
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Post by Tismri on Oct 17, 2008 18:38:56 GMT -5
OOC: he hasn't been on here in a while. And I sent him away, remember? lol. Maybe he stuck around. Caleb! You need to get back here and get on Gil'ead! lol!
Marola gave a soft, passionate sigh as Tyr moved his lips up and down her neck. After a few minutes, she pulled away.
"There would probably be a better time and place for this," she whispered softly, "Come by my place later this evening, and I will be able to thank you properly for making sure that I stayed on the right side." She ran her fingers across his jaw and dow to his chin, this gave him a few more passionate kisses before escaping his embrace.
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Post by Max452 on Oct 18, 2008 3:11:52 GMT -5
Tyr made a face when Marola made him stop. Sighing heavily, he conceded with her request. "As you wish." He gave her a charming smile. He chuckled as she ran her fingers. With their departing kisses, he let her go. "Tonight then." He winked at her and watched her leave. Walking back to his chambers he smirked at himself. I still got it! He mused.
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Post by Tismri on Oct 19, 2008 15:11:21 GMT -5
Marola walked back to her room, her mind whirling. She sat down for a few minutes, then proceeded to search through her things. She tore the plain sheets off her bed and replaced them with deep red satin ones, breathing in the scent on them. They smelled like roses and lilacs. Then she looked around for candles.
I can't believe I'm doing this to myself again, she thought as she placed the candles around the room. Then she went to her closet and found the perfect thing to wear that night. It was a long green dress with a very long slit on one side. She didn't put it on yet. She would wait until it was almost time. Then she sat back on her couch and contacted Rauthr.
Go hunt tonight...I have some plans.
Yes...with Tyr again, it seems. His disgust was obvious. Marola couldn't blame him, but she said nothing. She severed their connection and went to the kitchen. The cook looked up.
"I know that look. You're going to have another one of those night, aren't you?" Marola only glared at him. He sighed and asked, "What do you want tonight?"
"Your finest large steak dinner and a dessert. Have it delivered to my quarters descreetly." The cook nodded and she turned and left, now only waiting for time to pass.
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Post by Max452 on Oct 22, 2008 22:30:50 GMT -5
Tyr strolled around the castle before going back to his room. He decided to take bath before going over to Marola's and as he shaved, he thought about what he should wear.
After an hour or so, Tyr finally finished getting ready. He wore a black tunic with blue lining and black pants. He strapped a dagger in his boot in case some urgent need for it arised and strolled over to Marola's.
OOC: lol he's such a girl! lol
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Post by Tismri on Oct 23, 2008 12:57:08 GMT -5
OOC: well, it's kinda expected since you're a girl lol!
Marola was lighting the candles around the room, setting the mood just right. Then she put on her dress, looking critically at herself in the mirror. She absolutely hated wearing any kind of skirt. But this fit the night better than her usual leather would. She sat on the couch before a low table where she had placed the food. She poured red wine into two crystal glasses and waited for Tyr to arrive.
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Post by Max452 on Oct 25, 2008 3:07:19 GMT -5
Knocking, Tyr waited for Marola to answer the door. He smirked, knowing how much Marola liked him and how much he really could care less. He enjoyed watching her silently suffer and pine after him the first time...he knew he would relish what would happen after tonight. He sighed, knowing that he rarely interacted again with a same woman, but he had to admit to himself: Marola did intrigue and entertain him at most.
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