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The whims of Man - MOVED; A reminder
Topic Started: Oct 29 2014, 10:41 PM (34 Views)
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Deaths Lady
(10/28/14 17:36:19 )





.V O L S T A G G of S U L P O R T.
| Sulportians Never Die |

[-Hall of Sulport-]
Is within the Main gathering Hall. Surrounded by the warmth of the many blazing fires and scents of freshly cooked food oozing in from the kitchens. Gentle music dances through the air from the roaming lute players. The Hall is mostly for residents of Sulport and any uninvited guests will be stopped by the guards at the doors.

says to [.Deaths Lady.]V A L I A: -I rose from my seat and moved towards You. Swiftly my left hand would reach towards your throat seeking to clasp fingers around it in a firm grip that you would bare no chance of escaping. Quickly following my right hand rose up and out, delivering a crisp slap across your left cheek.. I jerked you up from your seat and towards me, my words barely more than a wicked growl.-

”Unfortunately, evidence is not needed when you fate hinges upon the whim of Man.”

-My left hand would hold you firm in place but that right hand came again, splayed fingers and warm palm collided with your left cheek once more. I smirked at the sight of the burn it left behind upon the flush of cheek, then I released you, with a shove that sort to jolt you back down into your seat.-



(10/28/14 17:55:36 )
[.Deaths Lady.]

V A L I A
.Merchant of Sulport.


[-Hall of Sulport-]
Is within the Main gathering Hall. Surrounded by the warmth of the many blazing fires and scents of freshly cooked food oozing in from the kitchens. Gentle music dances through the air from the roaming lute players. The Hall is mostly for residents of Sulport and any uninvited guests will be stopped by the guards at the doors.

says to .V O L S T A G G of S U : The swiftness of your rising bespoke of malice and I did but watch you with a narrowing of those hauntingly beautiful eyes. The reach of your left hand and the thickness of your fingers found grip about the slender column of my throat. Beneath the cage of those fingers my pulse became a rabid thing, jumping beneath the flesh as if it meant to escape. The soft whisper of my breath caught in a gasp. Perhaps it was this lack of oxygen that distracted me, the coming blow of your right hand unseen until the force of it rocked my face aside. Pain...harsh and cruel..blossomed in brilliant colors across the perfection of porcelain skin. My eyes stung at the brute force of it all, the shock slowly revealing itself upon my face as I was jerked bodily from my chair.

I would stare up into your face. Fate had never been a friend of mine and kindness was not something I ever expected. Glass-like eyes were fixed to your face and though you held me firm, I did not resist you. There was no struggle in my body in that moment. The jut of a dainty chin clipped upwards, almost inviting that second blow as it landed, splayed fingers and palm claiming viciously with a slap that lit ivory skin in hues nearly as red as blood and hot as searing flames. My head spun, nausea rose from the pit of my stomach and yet I refused to flinch.

Those hard eyes fixed on you with silent contempt as you shoved me once more into the chair, landing hard enough to knock the air briefly from my lungs. Immediately, I righted myself within the chair. Daring to sit taller, prouder though seething were the drawn breaths now as I inhaled sharply. And when I spoke, my voice was barely contained and purposely low, shivering with the heat of an undeniable rage.

"Thank you...for reminding me."


(10/28/14 18:07:45 )





.V O L S T A G G of S U L P O R T.
| Sulportians Never Die |

[-Hall of Sulport-]
Is within the Main gathering Hall. Surrounded by the warmth of the many blazing fires and scents of freshly cooked food oozing in from the kitchens. Gentle music dances through the air from the roaming lute players. The Hall is mostly for residents of Sulport and any uninvited guests will be stopped by the guards at the doors.

says to [.Deaths Lady.]V A L I A: -Once you fell back into your seat, I stepped forward with a lean, my hands coming down to press against the top of your thighs, close to the front of your hips. Possessively holding you down in that chair. My face had drawn dangerous close to yours and I was staring straight into your eyes with a frosty blue glare. I could see that rage, hidden at the back of your soul and it brought a satisfying smirk to my lips.-

”You are welcome, My Valia.”

-Before you would have chance to turn away, my lips would claim your own in a brief and yet lingering kiss. The static of desire that flickered through me caused my breath to catch unexpectedly and I pressed my forehead against yours, savouring the taste of you upon my lips. We were alone in the Hall, but I righted myself, Straightening up and letting my hands fall away. Returning to my seat in following silence.-



(10/28/14 18:28:18 )
[.Deaths Lady.]

V A L I A
.Merchant of Sulport.


[-Hall of Sulport-]
Is within the Main gathering Hall. Surrounded by the warmth of the many blazing fires and scents of freshly cooked food oozing in from the kitchens. Gentle music dances through the air from the roaming lute players. The Hall is mostly for residents of Sulport and any uninvited guests will be stopped by the guards at the doors.

says to .V O L S T A G G of S U : No sooner than that regal poise and proud composure had been found and you were suddenly once more, invading the most personal of spaces. Strong hands pressed atop my thighs, dangerously close to the feminine flare of hips, well hidden beneath the graceful drape of elegant robing. You might feel the tightening of those thighs, my body tensing in anticipation now of what might follow. Those feral eyes bore into me and I knew you could see me. As if I could feel the invasion, those dark thoughts that filled the abyss of my mind answered to you in a language that was seemed familiar and yet foreign to me. I swallowed the breath I drew in, the fullness of my lips twitched in response to your knowing expression.

Your words hit me with nearly the same force as the open-handed blow to my cheek. The perfect shape of those lips then claimed by yours. You stirred in me such a violent passion and the lingering of your lips burned the air from my lungs. The press of your forehead would pin me back against the chair, I closed my eyes to exist in the warmth of your nearness. As you stood up and pulled away, I smoothed the pooled fabric from about the slender of my thighs. Those eyes shifted to track you back to your chair.

Discreet was the press of tongue to moisten my lips and though I could feel the echo of my heartbeat like a dull ache along the swollen contour of my cheek went ignored. I held my position with dignity, masking the physical pain of the moment. The pain would eventually be gone, but the memory of today would be forever burned into the core of me.

(10/28/14 18:32:08 )





.V O L S T A G G of S U L P O R T.
| Sulportians Never Die |

[-Hall of Sulport-]
Is within the Main gathering Hall. Surrounded by the warmth of the many blazing fires and scents of freshly cooked food oozing in from the kitchens. Gentle music dances through the air from the roaming lute players. The Hall is mostly for residents of Sulport and any uninvited guests will be stopped by the guards at the doors.

says to ALL: -Sits silently in my seat and stares into the fires-
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