Corruption garden

/ By SapphireEtsuko [+Watch]

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:I We're all buddies here. Anyone allowed in here is some one I like. Don't like you? Shame. Well just chill man.

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The very moment his 'Daddy' title came about, he grinned through the excitement of their hot passion. "Very good.." He huffed. He could feel the trembling of the other's body, looking as if he was about to give out and fall over. Thinking quickly, he pulled himself out to the tip, keeping the head inside as he carefully turned the other back to face him and lifted him up by his legs, wrapping them around his own waist and pressing his back against the wall; his cock slipping right back in while the animalistic thrusts continued. Eager lips connecting to the other's again and moving in hungry unison. The other's hard on thwacking between their chests as he grunted again.. "..Fuck... ahn--... I'm gonna.. haann.." and with that, he groaned and released inside of him. His hot seed dripping and sloshing from his entrance down his thighs.
  SapphireEtsuko / 2y 250d 13h 49m 41s
Sharp gusts of black wind surround the front of her throne. The air grew warmer in the immediate area, though thick and would be difficult to breathe for anyone at a close range. Within the wind a slender figure soon emerged; crow's feather's fluttering around the figure and vanishing just as quickly as they were conjured. "I'm baaaack.~" Chimed the happy bird woman-- the wind around her coming to a vanishing point as she struck a pose. Donna and Anika, two of her near-standing maids dropped what they had and clapped enthusiastically for their Empress as she did so. Kraehe never asked them to do these things, no, and she felt better knowing that she could create connections with her people through small interactions like these. It humbled her and she was never afraid to show it. "Ah, what a morning! I need to take a breather before my next big run out to town." Now her bosom rose and fell tumultuously upon her throne, She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless except when acknowledging the others inhabiting the room. That's when it happened. The purple stone necklace she often wore was dangling by an invisible thread. With a sudden jolt up to wave down one of her hand maidens, the necklace broke off and landed in her seat. That glowing purple stone now pressed against her lower cheek within her knowledge. Fond daydreams of the Silverflame Kingdom came to her mind suddenly; she wondered why she still hadn't met with the queen, and also worried about the new arrangement. A soft smile came to her lips when she thought about these things, but just as she did, the glowing stone shun brightly and engulfed her into a small black vortex. "AH-----" She screamed, traveling through the darkness inside the stone for less than a minute before making a four foot drop onto the Silveflame's common room floors. " ---HAAAA!!! .....OUCH!" She hissed as she hit the floor with a thud on her royal bum. She rubbed her lower back gently, her eyes widened as she glanced around and blinked herself to common sense once more. She wasn't in Il Nido Del Corvo anymore.
  SapphireEtsuko / 3y 316d 22h 23m 34s
It was that time of the evening where Kraehe would change out of her dining attire and into her elegant and formally traditional ball gown; by far the most expensive and beautiful clothing she owned. After briefly running through the diplomacy arrangement for their meeting soon, Kraehe was escorted back to her room by her handmaidens and two of the larger guards they had. The pair stood outside of the room's doors as all thirteen of her handmaidens undressed her, redid her hair, and gathered all the necessary components for the fabulous dress. Six of the handmaidens came out with different sections of the dress; the train, the skirt, the corset, both top pieces, and the rest of her accessories. When she thought about it, her mind was fixated on the Asmodian guard that kept reappearing. What was his deal? She would soon find out, and she was very much determined to do so. Kraehe drummed her fingers against her thighs in deep thought; it was true, most alliances and their wealthy sought after the princess on multiple occasions. She knew how she looked, and she was humble about it. That is, until tonight. "If he wants to stare... I'll give him a sight he's never seen before." She spoke softly underneath her breath. The more and more she obsessed about this savage looking guard, the more her heart began to nervously throb. But there was no room for nerves in this exchange. No. She aimed to impress. Tonight, that guard would be hers, and she would finally find out what's going on. Underneath her petticoat was a tight gardener-belt which she stuck a small dagger inbetween-- couldn't be too carefree, just in case. "Lana, I want my make-up to look a certain way. I need to look absolutely flawless." Kraehe spoke with a hint of sass, her eyes trailing over to her favorite artist. The gitty handmaiden squealed and nodded her head quickly, gathering all of the brushes and powders necessary for the task. "Siliqui and Leorial, I need my hair to look like it was crafted by angels. I trust you two for the job." The two girls clapped their hands excitedly. Kraehe then stood and extended her arms, ready to be dressed in the finest of clothes. She trusted these girls, and since she couldn't leave the castle, they were like friends to her. This was more like a make-over party than it was royal duty. "Where is that daughter of mine, Corrine? She better not be lollygagging again." The King said this lightheartedly, as he was a laid back kind of man. The Queen in the same manner, as she looked up at the top of the staircase from their thrones. "Oh you, give her time. You know how she is." The royal couple sipped on their fine wine-- well, the queen did. The king however, downed glass by glass surely awaiting the dancing to commence. "Perhaps we'll find a mate for our little crow this time around. All the candidates we usually see are quickly rejected." The queen smiled at the thought and rested a dainty hand on her husband's arm. It was then that the trumpets called. The crows fluttering in their organized patterns, leaving behind a decorative path of feathers along the red and gold carpet. After all of the nobles and statesmen were presented, a shadowy figure from the back of the hall slowly approached. Her handmaidens proudly took her to the steps at the top of the curved stairway, all dressed in their adorable making golden gowns. They lined up in a row as if leading a path for the princess; and there she was, coming in slowly from the masked hall the beauty before the entire ball. Dressed in a spiraling red and black gown that extended out in a medium length train. Her curves were extremely accented due to the corset and flattered her figure without making her look artificial. One wouldn't even be able to tell she was wearing one. Her hair was curled in the front and braided on the sides, all neatly wrapped in the back in a gorgeous wavey bun without a hair out of place. Th dress itself was lavished in jewels and silk around the ends; hands gloved black and earrings touched up lovely with dangling feathers. Her eye make up was smooth and smokey to accent her dark eyes which narrowed calmly as she made her way down the steps. Truly stunning thanks to the work of her lovely ladies anointed hands. The room fell silent once again, and she could see out in the crowd of people the men who admired her. She greeted all with a whole hearted smile and a short wave before reaching the end of the steps and was handed a black horn-shaped megaphone. Both king and queen smiled and stared at their lovely baby girl with pride and adoration. "I would like to thank our visitors for their commendable service and appropriate, timely manner of their visit. I am honored to have you all as guests in my home." Her voice was like sound wave of silk. Her words enunciated beautifully. She too, had a thick accent, but she spoke common very well and was easy to understand. "I, Kraehe Corvo, welcome you all for your extended stay here in Il Nido Del Corvo." She would slowly curtsy, the entire room either bowing or doing the same. "May the ball commence!" She handed the megaphone away and led the applaud for the room. To this, she lifted the ends of her dress and swayed her hips in a teasing fashion. Looking over her shoulder, she caught eyes with the guard. Tonight, she would make her move. She would capture him. She would find out what he's all about. It was only then a matter of time before he would eventually come over and speak to her. So she waited in the certain of the ball room, dancing with the nobles of the other kingdom until the guard decided he was ready to show up face to face.
  SapphireEtsuko / 3y 328d 17h 30m 34s
AbandonedPit: Said ginger-haired man's gaze travelled up and down the empress' body, taking in far more casual threads. Perth brushed aside the bottom of his blazer and slid his hands into his pockets. "Yeh sure ye willnae be cold wi' oot more on?" He said, his lips curving upward. A pair of servants bustled by across the gardens, talking about knitting in hushed but animated voices as they carried a broom and a mop bucket carefully along the outside cooridoor. He realized how out of place his dress was in the main city, in the way that he resembled a man cast out of the stream of time but he liked the way he could make eyes wander. That was in Perth's very nature. Reaching bare fingertips over towards a hydrangea bush, he plucked a few blue petals and laid the hand over Kraehe's shoulders. A baby blue shawl knit itself together in loops of soft, warm yarn. The two servants paused and gaped at the flawlessly crafted blanket magicked onto thier sovereign's shoulders, and then, scandelized, walked faster towards the kitchens. "Couldnae hae ye shiverin' on the way. I'm more'n ready to go now."
  SapphireEtsuko / 4y 207d 4h 22m 22s
"Just be good and she won't cause harm." Kraehe laughed quietly to herself as she thought back to the time Elda had nearly killed a man in cold blood for simply stepping of her royal shoes without an apology. Yes, Elda had been with her family for many years and Kraehe cherished each one. Had it not been for her care-taking, the Empress would have had to endure a life-long sentence of ever changing sitters and care-takers throughout her childhood. The chilling wind brushed up against her extended arm through the window. With a shiver, she planned her next change of clothes appropriate for the weather and shut the window with a smile. About fifteen minutes passed before Kraehe met with the muscular ginger-haired man at the fountain. She was all cozy with her navy blue knee-length petticoat and long gray stockings, brown thigh high boots and a light scarf wrapped her neck. She looked up at him with a smile. "Ready when you are."
  SapphireEtsuko / 4y 211d 14h 54m 29s
AbandonedPit: When the sunlight crept under the cover of his closed eyelids, Perth roused from the light sleep that had occupied the decidedly short portion of the night he'd not spent thinking. The faery leaned up from the topiary he'd used as a pillow and straightened his back with a series of cracks. He stretched his arms up in a feline manner then let them rest palm down on the stone surface of the bench he was sitting on. Perth blinked the last dregs of sleep from his groggy eyes and took in the palace gardens, a spire of colour in amoungst the formal blacks and golds of the Crow's Nest's decor. Each type of plant had its place-- the rose bushes were tucked into a neat corner beside a patch of violets and nightshade, and beside that were sawn off barrels filled with pansies, chamomiles and carnations. A host of tulips and daffodils took up a long space, and next to that was a ring of contained wildflowers around the roots of a tall oak tree. A pair of crows met Perth's explorative gaze and their dark eyes spoke of intelligence and curiousity. One of the cawed and Perth rubbed the back of his head. He didn't bother to fix his mess of a ginger mop. “Mornin' to ye.” He muttered, Perth's voice husky from sleep. He cleared his throat and stood up, rolling his shoulders a few times. The faery brushed his fingers along an ivy-clad statue of a man and a woman with wings, pinching a leaf between his fingers. Casually, he brushed his fingertips down the front of his chest, and his humble clothes changed in a wave of Glamour, taking on charcoal, patterned satin, blackness and refined materials. He figured Kraehe would be up soon enough.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Gotta do oooone thing, I'll brb then post. ♥}
AbandonedPit: ((tyt))
EmpressKraeheCorvo: The young Empress stirred restlessly underneath patterned silk covers when the blinding rays of the morning sun unwelcomingly shun its bright face. "Mn... Gladice... please get the blinds." Her voice was faint and cracked with an irritated undertone. Kraehe tossed her body to the far left side and cracked her eyes open to the unpleasant awakening of emptiness. Loneliness. Not only was there no Gladice, there was no Perth beside her. Why? The absence of help could have easily been caused by the fear of interruption due to her over-night guest; or rather, few hours of company. After a long moment of stretching and a solid yawn, the bare Kraehe strolled out of bed and took to her closet for something to cover herself up in. It felt as if her drive for the day had disappeared-- disappointing to the fact that her day hadn't even started yet. Question after question yearned through her mind like wildfire. Why did he leave? Was he upset with her? Did he not want her at all? A simple task like walking seemed damned near impossible in that moment as she touched the door knob to her near-endless wardrobe, a wave of melancholy overtaking her as she tied her peach silk robe around herself. "Miss Kraehe?" Spoke a raspy voice from the outside of her door. The raven haired Empress gave no response. There were three knocks on her door before the voice spoke again. "Miss Kraehe... I went ahead and canceled your ten thirty meeting, assuming you might have a late start this morning." The guard captain sighed and clenched a tight fist with a bitten tongue before leaving the woman to her peace. Kraehe soon took herself to the edge of her bed where she sat and twiddled her thumbs. "...Where did you go, Perth?"
EmpressKraeheCorvo: *other side of the door}
AbandonedPit: Perth had meanwhile taken to wandering the gardens and scoping them out further in the sunlight. Periodically, he spotted a few members of the palace staff bustled back and forth through open hallways, something carrying bundled up bedsheets, others trays or stacks of paper. Few of them ever even paid the faery any mind. Perth stood in front of a fountain trickling out clean water into a pond of dappled, irridescent koi fish and lily pads. He knelt down and stared at his own reflection. There were dark circles under his eyes. He breathed in deeply and disturbed the water with his fingertips. "You will ruin her." A mature voice spoke from behind. Perth didn't even need to turn to know that it was Elda. "Aye." Perth agreed with a solemn nod. He heard the captain shift foot to armoured foot. "You've audacity to remain here." Elda said "Her Ladyship may not know truly know what you are but I do. I know what your ilk is capable of, and what you will cost this Empire and her empress if you are permitted to continue." "Ye must love the sound a yer oon voice, captain. Wid be a pity if someone happened tae pull oot that tongue o' yers." Perth replied, rising to his feet. He glanced over his shoulder with a cold look to his eyes. Elda's hand flashed to the hilt of her sword and drew it. "You don't get to threaten me, knife-ear. Not unless you'd like my blade down your throat." Perth raised his hands in surrender, though his expression was decidedly grumpy "Hell's bells, woman. I'm nae so much o' a bastart that I'd take doon an entire kingdom ower bedding one lassie. Sae sheath yer damn sword afore ye tak' someone's yak oot." Elda's warning snarl never left the gancanagh before her but she slowly lowered her blade. "If I see one mark of bewitchment on the empress, I will feed a cup of iron nails and watch you asfixiate on your own blood, do you understand me?" Perth nodded, wisely silent after hearing Elda's promise; he was certain after a night of thought that Kraehe would never bare the brunt of his kind's magical tendencies.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {^^^^This. ♥}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Also, Hell's bells. <3333 ♥♥♥}
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {LOL.}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Okaaaay, the fuck to do, the fuck to do.}
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {+Chokes.+}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {omfg.}
AbandonedPit: ((brb))
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Tyt.}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: Lips as pink as the flowers in May, eyes dark as the sea and the night sky. Her circular lenses rested at the bridge of her nose. In front of her, and through her peripheral vision were a row of large pillars at the sides of the entrance, her desk not too far ahead. The Empress made her way into the main hallway and to her work space without further hesitation. There wasn't anything unusual about their ruler walking out in her bedtime attire, as she did it often when she wanted to feel her most comfortable, and this was one of those times. The notes of a distant song which some one was singing reached her faintly from the open window, and countless crows were twittering in the leaves. There was something coming to her. What was it? She did not know; it was too subtle and elusive to name. Now her bosom rose and fell tumultuously. She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless except when acknowledging the others inhabiting the room. A small adjustment to her frames were made before tending to her stack of files. Just as she had pulled out the side drawer to retrieve a pen, Arradondo, a fellow crow, came swooping into the building from the open window and landed upon Kraehe's shoulder. His beak nudged against her ear before flapping his dark wings exactly four times; the message clear to Kraehe. As she would do with her brother, Kraehe plucked the longest feather from the bird's left wing and crumbled it up into her hand until it burned to ashes, and from the ashes she took a long lick. The bird's voice soon unmuted. "Gack-- Ahem... Thank you, Mio Bella." Arradondo spoke with a thick Italian accent just as Kraehe's elder brother had. Perhaps even a bit stronger, as every word was very stressed and enunciated. "Il mio dolce, It seems as though that mate of yours is, how you say, in a rumble with Il capitano Elda. Perhaps you may go to them and speak peace, si?" Arradondo batted his feathers and took lift as Kraehe blew the remaining ashes from her hand; the bird squawked and flew back to the window but paused at the windowsill. "Heh. So he's still here, I see." With a relieved exhale, she got up and headed over to the window, petting Arradondo softly-- to which he gave a pleasing nuzzle of his beak to her open palm. There they were. The two in the garden by her favorite fountain, and Perth had gotten himself into a world of trouble yet again. "You know, if you keep pissing her off like this, I'll let her take your head." Kraehe jested from the window, calling out to the two as they exchanged harsh glances.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Whoooooa, I exploded. I'm so sorry. LOL.}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {+Casually slips on lenses and pushes them up with a snort.+}
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  SapphireEtsuko / 4y 212d 6h 19m 33s
EmpressKraeheCorvo: The traumatic event was finally over; and had been over for about a week. Very little to no injuries to her townspeople, no property damage reported, and her men were in the forest disposing of the dragon remains. They took the skin, bones, teeth, meat, and anything scavangeable. "Never have I been so relieved..." Kraehe exhaled as she pressed her open palm against her chest. Her heart was racing, and even though things were calming down for the better, she didn't know why that was. Her mind often took her back to those events. She thought about how badly things cold have gone had Perth not showed up when he did. Perth. Kraehe soon found herself smiling with an over-active mind filled with warm thoughts. Seeing that man again after so long was exactly the kind of support and comfort she needed. It had only been a week, so there was a good chance he was still in the city. She hoped so, anyway. The Empress clanked her high heels against her marble floors as she walked to the window. Today, she was in a more formal attire-- long blood red dress with a revealing midsection, though accented nicely with classy long black gloves, pearl necklaces, crow feathered earrings, and her favorite tiara. Today was a good day. It would be even better if she could see him again. Perth.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: *could have gone}
AbandonedPit: "I'm telling you, I've no clue where it could have gone," The baker's son remarked meekly with a defeated shrug of his boney shoulders. His mother's full lips pursed together and her fleshy arms folded across her wide chest. "So you're saying an ENTIRE TRAY of macarons just up and vanished. The ones I told you to take out of the oven? Along with a tin of ceylon tea, which I bought from a FOREIGN SELLER, no less." The portly baker's son gulped thickly and nodded. And when the shouts erupted from the bakery window, Perth couldn't even conceal his snickering. Dressed in a temporary garment, decidedly more peasant-esque than his usual clothing, the macaron theif waltzed down the packed streets in the direction of the Crow's Nest up the hill. Crude scaffolding had been erected, and the sounds of saws and hammers and the chatter of carpenters swelled the already sound-heavy market air. Stalls sold vegetables, breads, fish, hunted game, jewelry, spices and everything under the sun, but not much interested Perth. He'd already charmed a handsome gold ring off of a jeweler without the need for his 'pheremone's. Around a half hour of sauntering later and he was heading up the main road after a deep, but begrudingly respetful silence from the stoic guard-captain. Perth's jade gaze slid up the wall of the tall building, catching sight of something red in one of the windows. He glanced down at his feet and kicked off his boots before clutching the bundle of baked goods to his chest delicately and leaping at the wall, landing sideways and feet first like a gecko along it. He walked up the wall with a grin growing broader and broader on his face the nearer he got to the window with the lady in red. He stopped about a foot under the sill and yawned obnoxiously, stretching out a free arm.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Omfg.}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: Kraehe drummed her fingers against the windowsill as her other supported her head with an open palm. It was a great outside and she cooped up in the Nest with nothing better to do. Her last meeting ended about half an hour ago, and the next wasn't until tomorrow morning. As the dark haired Empress happened to glance down to the main entrance, she noticed Elda, her guard captain, making faced and crude gestures up above. Were they to her? Surely not! With immediate disapproval, Kraehe unlatched the locks, lifted the window up, and looked straight down. "AYE, WHAT'S WITH ALL THA---...." Her face went pale, screaming to the top of her lungs while nearly falling out of the window from shock. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU DOING OUT SCALING MY WINDOW, PERTH. WE HAVE DOORS!" She clutched her necklace and panted heavily. "Nearly gave me a heart attack." Some of her guards came rushing to her, but she quickly waved them off. "Go back to your posts. It's just an idiot."
EmpressKraeheCorvo: *faces}
AbandonedPit: ()
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: { + Troll face. + }
EmpressKraeheCorvo: { xD }
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Oh Perth, you derp.}
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Did you see Nikki rip Miley a new one? LOL.}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: { +Bites lip.+ ...Damn, that outfit.}
AbandonedPit: )
EmpressKraeheCorvo: { #Bae. }
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {"What's good, Miley?" Mmnf. Beez in da trap.}
AbandonedPit: ((^^^^^))
AbandonedPit: ((YES))
EmpressKraeheCorvo: { I'm marrying Nikki, hands down. Fuck that guy she's tweetin'.}
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: { It's legal now. B) I do what I want. }
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Totally meant kidknapping and forced marriage. LOL.}
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {I'll take what I can get.~}
AbandonedPit: Eyes lidded with boredom, his mouth twisted into a wry line "Anno, but doors are for folk who hae no creativity." He replied blandly before planting his foot on the edge of the windowsill and swinging up to balance atop. Perth bent his knees and gave the ground of startled guards the raise a brow. "Ye act like yeh havenae seen me in the Nest afore this, lads. I'm nae likely to be chibbin' yer bonnie lady an' misstress any time too soon, aye? So 'way wi' ye." Once the guards had shuffled off, Perth offered a tray of remarkably untouched macarons, also containing the tea. "Thought I'd drop by, seein' as yeh've grown so found a me." He said, resting one bent arm on his folded knee, with a cocky smile affixed to his sharp teeth.
AbandonedPit: *group of startled guards
AbandonedPit: *The raise of a brow
EmpressKraeheCorvo: "Or, you know, anyone without those powers of yours. I doubt you'll be seein' a human pulling that stunt without a harness and rope." Kraehe lifted her arms up behind her neck and began removing her jewelry, glove and tiara as a small team of maids came along and took each item separate from her-- even the earrings. Kraehe rolled her eyes as Perth antagonized her guards. 'I don't know why he really loves to do that..' she thought while slowly reaching for her zipper in the back. She managed to reach it, but quickly let it go upon his offering of snacks. "Why do I feel like you haven't paid for these?" She asked with a raised brow as she looked up at him, immediately stuffing her face with one before he answered.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: *with one macaron}
AbandonedPit: A part of him had a feeling that Kraehe's choice to ditch her jewelry had to do with his presence; not an unawaranted reaction, if Perth was guessing correctly. The faery shifted his weight onto one long leg and slid the other down to rest on the floor, the coolness of the marble soaking up through his bare skin despite callouses. He glanced around the wing of the palace he'd not seen yet, taking in the modest, near-utilitarian decor. This resembled her sleeping quarters, as he'd seen them the day Kraehe had collapsed but lacked the lived-in quality. Perth stretched up, popping his neck a few times before swinging his arms down again to roll up the sleeves on his shirt. "Aye, but I paid the baker wi' a damn good story." He chuckled, pleased by how quickly she took to the delivered sweet. He helped himself to one of the moist treats, biting into a pale pink one and savouring the sweetness. "How've ye been since the attack, Kraehe? City's been like a clogged artery, ye ken, wi' all the repairs."
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: { xD }
EmpressKraeheCorvo: Things were hushed around the Nest and every room in sight. Uneventful to say the most, but also extremely unsettling for Kraehe. She took that hand not holding onto the tray shortly after he picked up his sweet and motioned for him to come down and follow her. Once he got the message, she released that hand and headed for her chambers. "I've been fine with many peaceful nights' rest," She began while walking. "Now that my people feel safe to leave their homes again, activity in the city has picked up more than it has in over two years. " She looked over her shoulder with a subtle. "The must be celebrating. I never did thank you enough." Even the faintest of voices could carry along those wide halls. The privacy of their conversation wasn't needed to begin with. That is, until they stepped into her room. Although the walk to her room was only a few feet, she leaned against her open door and stared into her room with her arms crossed. The guard captain casually stepped into the throne room and gave Kraehe a glance, though Kraehe simply gave her a nod in silent instruction to watch over things in her absence.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: *said while she bgan walking}
AbandonedPit: Ah yes. Elda. His favourite victim. On barefeet, Perth was practically silent and made that much abundantly clear to the captain. A sly, evil smirk and a wink at the captain, currently grinding her teeth, and then Perth fell back into step with Kraehe. Satisfaction siffused his face at mischief well executed. "Aye...But mere thanks is considered cheap amoungst the Fair Folk, lassie." He cautioned playfully "What would ye be willing tae give me, to show yer gratitude?" Perth crossed the floor and laid his hand on the post nearest to himself on her bed, encircling it with his fingers then releasing, sliding the pads down the smooth surface slowly. He could smell a mixture rose-petals and something amber-esque he was still trying to identify. Heady scents, both of them. Perth liked them.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: Type to chat
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {...wtf}
AbandonedPit: ()
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Holololol. You on that good shit, imfu?}
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {I don't I'd be buggin' out for daaaays. Lolololol.}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Prepare to hate me.}
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: { A __A... +Whistles.+}
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: When the mischievous pointy-eared man stepped into her room, she slowly shut the door and sealed it with the lock. There was a hidden grin behind her delicate fingertips, her other hand behind her to grasp at that zipper again. "Sincerest apologies, lovely. Surely you understand the depth of my gratitude. But if not--" That zipper began to slide down as she took short steps towards him. "...perhaps I should change my way of expression myself?" Her almond-shaped eyes became half lidded as she stood in front of him and reached the end of her zipper. Solid eye contact held there as her black eyes fell into the depths of his Jade beauty. She left her dress hanging off her shoulder with a grin before turning her back to him to head for her large closet. "I've got a lot in mind." She said as the dress fell to the ground. Her bare back now exposed to him with black undergarments tightly hugging her bosom. It wasn't nice to tease, she knew that. But she did it. All felt accomplished when she shut the door to her closet and stalled for a good few minutes. Comfort was a necessity.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Oh my. This song. ♥}
AbandonedPit: ()
EmpressKraeheCorvo: { xDDD }
EmpressKraeheCorvo: *expressing myself. Ugh.}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {The typo fairy is out for blood tonight.}
AbandonedPit: The room felt suddenly vaster without Kraehe's company. He could still hear the way the silk passed over her skin, the way her skin looked in the dim lighting. There was something so tantalizing about a woman dressed in red that awakened the primal parts of his gancanagh's nature, the urges every faery carried in heavy saturation. Perth turned slowly and sat himself down on her bed brazenly, bouncing up and down subtly from the impact. He pulled down the straps of the leather suspenders he was wearing, then pulled his shirt over his head, dropping the garment onto the floor next to the bed. He swiveled his legs up onto the bed and reclined with his back against the headboard, one knee bent, the other leg out straight. She wouldn't last in there like that. Not with how heavy the sexual tension usually was in the air whenever Perth and Kraehe interacted. But while he waited for the empress to succumb to what was, in his mind, an inevitable tempation, Perth's mind snuck in irritating little tidbets of feedback-- namely, that if this escalated beyond a duel of wills and jests, he could actually bring her harm. The cool look on his face melted, and the faery's lips pursed. His tongue darted out to wet their dry surface. Perth swallowed down the logical part of his brain that warned him not to kiss her, because to kiss Kraehe would be to condemn her.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: Perfection wasn't her biggest aim, but getting anywhere near it wouldn't be a bad target. The bare-chested Empress scavenged through her wardrobe for something easy fitting and moreso easily removed. After the hunt for mouth watering attire came down to a narrowed two, she decided to try each on and see which fit the mood best. Kraehe turned to her six foot tall full body mirror and took a long look at herself. There was a blank stare as she slipped on the second option. A gaze that wasn't geared toward a reflection, but rather indicated contemplation. Was it too soon? How did he feel about this? They hadn't formally discussed any aspect of this emotion, but given their very first encounter, she would hope it was only fitting to assume. Thinking back, it was vague, but Kraehe knew there was something he warned her about upon their first engagement. But what was it? The door would slowly come to a creaking halt as she stepped out of the closet in her laced black lingerie. The immediate aroma of roses and cinnamon spice filled the room and filled her body with the pleasant smell. And there he lay upon her bed; a wide spread buffet of shirtless eye candy waiting for her. There was something coming to her, but what was it? A subtle reminder of caution echoing in her head. With calm alluring eyes, Kraehe pressed her hands and knees onto the bed and climbed over him, the tension in the room thicker than ever. There was a very angled arch with a dip in her hips as she soon found herself in one of her favorite positions. Her soft black hair fell past her left shoulder and rested lazily against his broad chest. It clicked. It clicked as soon as she bent forward with her large clothed breasts against his skin. "Allow me..." Kraehe spoke in a whisper followed by a soft trail of kisses along his jawline.
AbandonedPit: For a moment, he tensed when he thought Kraehe was going to kiss his mouth, but the second her lips found purchase on his jaw, he wanted it more than anything at present. Perth's watchful gaze attached itself to the raven haired lass lavishing him with kisses. He lifted his hands and rested them on her hips, rubbing slow circles into her skin. He was keenly aware of the softness of her breasts, how her bodyheat spread like ink droplets on an empty page when she pressed into him. Perth lifted both knees on either side of her prone body and wandered his left hand up along her side, fitting to the shape of her curves. He could smell the spice of her skin, the desire it agitated in the very core of his being. Hushed Gaelic passed his barely moving lips. He didn't just want to bite into Kraehe-- he wanted to devour her.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Probs gonna be my last post or two, then ima run off to bed. It's nearing 5am here. x'D +Yawn.+}
AbandonedPit: ()
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Omfg. Ahahaha.}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: Her lashes batted against the warm skin of his chin when her kisses aimed lower and peppered down the front of his throat with delicate attention and firm power. She could make her territory known with a teasing bite, followed by a suckle of the area left with an indent to be reddened and marked. Half lidded black eyes stared up at the green-eyed Faery with lust and admiration whilst his skillful hands graced her skin as soft as rose petals. Her slender arms snaked around his shoulders; one around his neck and the other's elbow propped up against his shoulder as her hand combed through his ginger locks. "I hope by now... you know how much you mean to me." She spoke in a hushed whisper as she kissed her way back up to his chin, lovingly giving the tip a suck. Her bosom would fall into his lap and sit upon his crotch, eagerly wanting to feel his manhood against her. The comfort of being squeezed between his legs made their position all the more comfortable. "Thank you." She repeated from her previous statement. Curiosity burned from the bottom of her heart when she glance down at his lips. Their aura ever so inviting with temptation to die for. "Maybe one of these days, we'll..." She gripped a small section of his hair while the arm around his neck slid back down his chest, then up as her index finger grazed the crease of his lips. She smiled.
AbandonedPit: A heaviness weighed down his lips. Perth wanted her to lean in and kiss him, right then and there. The engorged beast in his pants was clamouring for something to saite its hunger. Arousal was hardly something new to the gancanagh; Perth was practically made for the sake of sex, to fuck and claim and curse everything in sight. By rights, he should have kissed Kraehe already and reduced her to the love starved wraiths his kind were so notorious for crafting. The feeling of her finger on his lips oddly enough drew his gaze towards her face, snapping him free from his instincts. Her smile was something else, that was for certain. There was a certain quirk, a dimple that formed when Kraehe smiled that gave it character. The softness in her eyes mean even more than the words she'd confessed to him, than the way she was touching him. A shuddering breath left his lips and he lowered one of his hands to dig into the bedspread. "Stop." He said shortly, a took a moment to breathe. "...Kraehe, ye...I cannae go further, forgive me. Ye..." He swallowed, cursing his inability to lie to himself and to her, that he could give her proper intimacy, especially when he...Perth rested his head against the headboard and closed his eyes "I willnae condemn ye. This is gratitude enough."
EmpressKraeheCorvo: { dhvgrhebrkjehgvjerker }
EmpressKraeheCorvo: She paused with both words and action when he spoke, eyes at a stand still and locked into his troubled jade eyes. Up until now, she thought she had known him to a T. Though she expected further, this was a pleasant change in direction. The back of her dainty right hand tenderly caressed the side of his cheek with intimacy. That lustful look in her eyes transforming to compassion and patience. There was something about Perth that she could not place a finger on. But she felt it. She was more sure of it than she had ever been about anything before and that meant something to her. Staring into his eyes filled her with an overwhelming about of peace, no matter what direction their night was headed. Without further hesitation, she slid off of his lap and pulled the covers up and got under them, nestling close to his side with her hand curled up into the larger palm of his. "I'm glad." She said faintly with a quiet yawn. There was no doubt able it now, how she felt for him. This would all be brought up at a later date of course, but for now... " ...." Soft breathing rolled against his side as the Empress fell into content slumber.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: *amount of peace}
AbandonedPit: Well...this was certainly a first. He'd not slept beside someone without fucking them first aside from his brother and Trish, and Trish had been a nightmare plagued seven year old at the time. In spite of the unfullfilled libito wreaking havoc on his senses, Perth found himself a distraction in the form of Kraehe's hair. He was surprised how easily she was able to curl up next to him like this. He was surprised they were attached cock-to-taint right the very moment. At come point in the night, once sleep had thoroughly claimed the empress, Perth knew he needed to get up for a walk and think about what the hell had just happened. His own lack of forth-rightness bothered him, felt out of character. For the time being, the faery curled his fingertips into Kraehe's dark hair, exploring the silken mass while she slept.
AbandonedPit: *he'd never slept beside
AbandonedPit: *at some point
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: { Oh please. LOL.}
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {AJAJAJAJAJAJAJA.}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Yer killin' me with yer Perth punishment. +Bad accent is bad.+}
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Buff-chan. This hurts me more rhan it hurts Perth. /crai.}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: *than}
AbandonedPit: ()
  SapphireEtsuko / 4y 213d 37m 50s
AbandonedPit: "Well feck my arse." Perth sighed, and pulled against iron bonds, hissing with his bare wrists came in contact with the iron of manacles. The eyes of his very pissed off jailer, a broad-shouldered bandit hanging out along a backroad just outside the Uccello with her band of rag-tag men. "Any chance ye could turn me loose, lassie?" The bandit chief snorted and hocked a loogie into the dirt. "No chance, knifeears. I make a point never to cross the Folk when I can help it but turning five of my men into ducks and finding you on the run with half my bloody treasure hoard?" The bandit chief put a hand on her shapely hip and narrowed her eyes "No dice." Perth sighed and leaned back against the tree trunk they'd set him by and closed his eyes. His fingers fiddled together "Titania's tits, yer dull." The gancanagh muttered "What's next, yeh bore me into six feet under? For the love o' yer mortal God, woman, yeh've had me chained here for two bloody hours already. Nae done a thing TO me, an' I've got engagements o' import. So by all means, hasten yer plans for me along so I can be done wi' this." The bandit chief unsheathed her sword and held the tip to the faery's throat "Shaddap. Or I'll stick you in the throat." Perth's eyes wandered up and down her form "Really? Yer intendin' tae stick me in the throat'. Och, feck this." The faery blew a gust of air out and for a moment, not a single one of the bandits could see. Each one of them rubbed their eyes and blundered about frantically, and by the time their vision cleared, all that as left of their prisoner was a straw Perth-sized doll with a crude drawing of a rear end attached to it. Far away from the now bewildered and enraged bandits, strolled a bored Perth with his pockets full of shiny trinkets. He glanced up over a ridge of shorter trees and caught sight of the Imperial palace, the Crow's Nest growing slowly closer on the horizen. Jade eyes softened when he recalled the state he'd seen Kraehe in previously. He wet his dry lips with his long tongue restlessly. If she were dead from whatever than damnable illness was...he'd know by now, surely. It'd been far too long since he'd spoken to her since his own life-- and sponataneous nature-- had carried him far away from the Empire. Maybe she would welcome a visit. His footsteps quickened unconciously with the Crow's Nest in mind.
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {LOL.}
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {I just wanted to talk and make sure you were okay.}
KainanDragonHeart: Not really kinda pissed off))
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Well, I'm sorry this misunderstanding happened. Can we still be friends for now?}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {WELP OKAY.}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {GUESS NOT.}
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Yes.}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: {Very yes.}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: Sharp gusts of black wind surround the front of her throne. The air grew warmer in the immediate area, though thick and would be difficult to breathe for anyone at a close range. Within the wind a slender figure soon emerged; crow's feather's fluttering around the figure and vanishing just as quickly as they were conjured. "I'm baaaack.~" Chimed the happy bird woman-- the wind around her coming to a vanishing point as she struck a pose. Donna and Anika, two of her near-standing maids dropped what they had and clapped enthusiastically for their Empress as she did so. Kraehe never asked them to do these things, no, and she felt better knowing that she could create connections with her people through small interactions like these. It humbled her and she was never afraid to show it. "Ah, what a morning! I need to take a breather before my next big run out to town." Now her bosom rose and fell tumultuously upon her throne, She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless except when acknowledging the others inhabiting the room. That's when it happened. "SOUND THE ALARMS.", called a faint from outside of the Empire. Panic struck the halls as the maids and servants headed for the safe rooms below the bunkers. Guards rushing to grab extra weapons from the Blacksmith's workshops. Kraehe's eyes sharpened, and without hesitation marched ahead into the crowd within the building to get some answers. A frightened maid who had dropped everything in her arms to run was soon grabbed by Kraehe and turned to face her. "What is the meaning of this?" Kraehe spoke thunderously, but the woman was in shock. The poor help fell to her knees and mumbled mutely from her lips, wide eyes filled with terror. Useless. The young Empress expanded her wings and rushed out the door, quickly taking to the skies. The pounding alarm blared throughout the city, panicking all who heard its cries. Families shutting their doors, shops turning their signs and slamming down their windows, and civilians screaming and sprinting in the streets. From up above she could see a large flock of her guards going to help the disabled get to shelter, but shelter from what? What could they all be running from? The men at the watch tower had their weapons at the ready, aiming behind her. She wanted her answers. She NEEDED her answers. "What in the name of Valhalla is going on here!?" And so she turned, arms soaring to change direction. She received her answer. About three miles from the forest it flew. Long wings at about 50 feet each, pale white scales. The beast itself was six stories in length; the long-necked three headed creature was quickly approaching the Uccello forest, and within no time at all, would hit the city. "DRAGON." She called out and she descended to the ground. "MAN YOUR STATIONS, DO NOT FALL BACK FOR ANY REASON." She turned her head to the bird on her shoulders and they exchanged worrisome glanced. "Prendere il volo." She spoke to it, and so it flew.
AbandonedPit: Perth reached the city just as the panic had begun. Even without the reaction of the general populace, he knew what was coming; the stench of rotten meat-breath and ashes was more than enough. He heard the beast cry. He felt the energising chaos of a panicked city fleeing from Hell in the shape of a winged lizard descending in all of its greed and arrogance to plunder, murder and devour. Sure to keep out of the fire drake's line of sight, Perth ducked back into a narrow alley that was partially below ground level and pressed his back against a wall. His head rolled back and he let out the mother of all sighs, a nerve-wracked falsetto mixed in. “Fuck, fuck, fucking fuck, this is why yeh have nice things, Perth, yeh bugger...” he mumbled and his fingers tapped against the hardness of the wall at his back. He heard the sound of whimpering and cracked open an eye to see four children huddled together. The oldest looked to be around fourteen while the others couldn't have been any older than eight. The youngest, a little girl with short, brown hair hugged a brown rabbit close, the tiny creature frozen in its fear. The gancanagh blocked out the surrounding echoings of panicked masses and the barking orders of the city guard preparing for a woefully one-sided battle. There was no way he could run now. Perth pushed off from the wall, approached the young ones and knelt down, digging around in the inner pocket of his coat before withdrawing a stone the size of a infant's fist. It was clear, like an eternally still drop of water. “Get yerself into the sewers. If yeh see dragon fire, speak the words “I call upon Undine for protection' an' hold the stone close to yer heart. Now away wi' ye, before the beast descends.” The children didn't hesitate. Perth ran a stressed hand through his ginger locks. He needed to find Kraehe an make sure she was safe. “Nae even time for a damn drink.” He huffed, crouched like a stalking cat and set off running towards the palace.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: "Not good, not good, not good." She muttered as she paced back and forth around the entrance of the forest. That thing was the size of half her Kingdom, and to think her and her men could take on this beast with the weapons they had? Beginners luck at best, if she was lucky enough to come out with a single feather left. Kraehe had faced a few battles in her lifetime, but none as great as great as this. The Empress turned her head back to the streets of fleeing people. Adults, children, animals-- Parents, families, pets. These were her people at risk. The very reason she sat behind her throne and vowed to keep her home safe. It was all for them. Kraehe knew deep down that she couldn't do this alone, but only she possessed any sort of power in her Kingdom that she knew of, so her best had to be done. Long, unnerving chills ran down her spine before she took a running start back into the skies. The beast was closing in and was but a mere minute from the city. "Not today, beast... not today." As Kraehe took the appropriate amount of height, she lifted her arms and spun into a spiral down into the direction of the giant lizard. Her brother whom she had sent into flight previous returned and with the naked eye seemingly joined her side once more mid-launch at the beast. Another bird did the same, and another and another until they packed by the swarm. Kraehe had created herself an army of the crows that inhabited the forest. And their families, and their families' families. At least half the size of the beast now, the conjoined crows along with Empress Kreahe went head on for the beast their heads swung around angrily. The crows all they disbanded right before impact; some gauged at the eyes of each head, others went to nip at the wins of the beast, the rest impacting as much damage as they could to slow down the beast or stop it in its' tracks. Unable to use three of its' conjoined eyes, the beast's body would lower and fall at the edge of the forest right before the city's entrance doing minimal damage to the any near by damage from the vibrations of the fall; however, anyone on ground within the first couple hundred feet felt ground-breaking strength and would have been knocked off their feet. Kraehe, now at the neck of the middle headed beast, took out a small practice dagger given to her by her brother and aimlessly, recklessly, began stabbing at the beast. "Take that, you little bitch!"
EmpressKraeheCorvo: *wings of the beast
AbandonedPit: The creature snapped and squealed at the nuisance on its middle neck so loudly, Perth thought he was going to go deaf. Trust the dumbass of an empress to charge in with an army of fucking birds alone to take on a creature big enough to squash the Crow's Nest with its fat, scaley ass. Perth bolted through the trees at speeds on par with a galloping horse, no thanks to a Glamour magicked into his legs to give them unearthly strength. He needed a weapon-- and not something just magicked, but he could figure that mess out after he'd found-- “Take that, you little bitch!” -- Ah, those dulcet tones. In spite of the life-threatening nature of the situation, Perth found himself smiling. And then yelling out profanity when one of the heads belched up a fireball the missed him by a mere two meters. Perth steeled himself and went into combat mode-- which meant a whole lot of focusing and channeling magic in his body. He dashed into the dragon-made-clearing and halted in amoungst the debris of charred, freshly fallen trees to see Kraehe stabbing her dagger into the beasts' neck. His jaw dropped. Seriously? SERIOUSLY? Unless that dagger was swollen with enchantments, there was no way that piddly little blade was breaching dragonscale. With a growly sigh, Perth clenched his right hand into a fist, backed up and took a running leap, shouting something loud and offensive in Gaelic about the dragon's mother as he unleashed a punch that had the force of a freight train running at full speed aimed at the fire-drake's far-left head.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: If anything, at least the birds had taken out some of the eyes. "Three down, three to go." She exhaled with an exasperated expression as she clunk her tiny dagger against a single scale over and over, almost lying to herself that if she persisted, something would budge. Her left clawed hand gripped the beasts' neck for dear life while the other shamelessly chipped away at the dragon's outer layer. From above, she noticed a small black figure dashing past the trees. Was it a low flying bird of hers? As the black dot moved past the wide opening left after the dragon's fall, she squinted and forced her eyes into a sharper field of vision. It was Perth! Just in time, as per his usual, it seemed. "Heeeey! I could use a little help he---" She was cut off by the quick sliding of her body slowly headed sideways as the beasts' neck decided it was a great time to go haywire. "I could use a LOT of heeeeelp!" The beast set its one good eye from the far left on Perth and tilted its head to prepare another stomach brewed fireball his way. Wedged between the left side of the beasts' toes was a redheaded doll with shredded paper bits scattered about in a collection of mud and twigs. Kraehe managed to wedge her dagger inbetween the cracks of the beasts' scaled and climb back up, watching as Perth delivered a punch ten times mightier than the weaponry the boys on the field had. Luckily for them, the impact of the punch was great enough to choke the dragon mid-development of it's next heated surprise; the far left head of the dragon stunned and unable to breathe. With one head weakened, the beast let out a mighty roar and stretched out its wings, indicating that it would be taking flight again, As it's wings expanded, Kraehe took a drive and carefully glided back to the ground. However; should Perth been too close to the beast after delivering his punch, the immediate expansion of its wings would catch into the fabric of his clothes and potentially take off with him attached.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: *took a dive, omfg}
AbandonedPit: “I'm tryin' yeh damn harpy!” Perth barked at Kraehe, dodging a fireball by a hair's bredth, but was side-swiped abruptly by a slash of a wing-tipped claw, shredding his coat and leaving a long but thankfully shallow gash on his chest. Perth ground his teeth and leapt backward and shimmied out of his coat, revealing woad tattoos coiling around built biceps like blue ivy. The faery reached down an touched the minor injury. A lock of tousled ginger hair fell into his eyes. Perth bared his teeth. “That. Was my favourite coat, yeh walkin' TEA KETTLE!” The faery bellowed. The muscles in his arms tensed and flexed as he pumped more magic into them. “Square goo like, ya wanker! I'll paddle yer arse, here tae Hell!” With a beastiel howl, Perth charged up to the head Kraehe had been attempting to hack away at and leapt up again at the dragon, going for one hell of a kick to the eye this time.
EmpressKraeheCorvo: When Kraehe looked up and saw the beast extend its wings along with the shred torn in half fabric of his coat, her heart sank and she fell to her knees. "PERTH!" She cried out in a shaky, but loud exclaim. When she saw that he landed with minor injuries, she raised her brows and pressed her dainty hands against her chest. "Oh." Upon clearer examination, Perth was stripped of his upper clothing completely and left with a long flesh wound up his tatted chest. "....Oooh." Her hungry eyes couldn't help but lay their gaze there as he stood angrily shouting at the beast who had just spilled the milk to the rest of his day. There was something about Perth yelling impolites at a three headed beast that made him that much more attractive. As he went for the leap, Kraehe dashed right below him and yelled to the top of her lungs, "CATCH THIS." and with the flick of her wrist, tossed the dagger she had used to stab the neck of the beast up to him as he was midair. The dagger itself was infused with Crow's blood; a specific charm cast to heat the the metal section of the blade to about 14,000 degrees. It was about half an arms length grab. If he didn't catch it, it would slap against the side of the dragon and ricochet to the ground. Probably a useless tool to use against a fire-creating beast, but it was worth a shot.
AbandonedPit: Luckily, Perth was actually paying attention to his surroundings instead of being an enraged piece of shit. The pissed off gancanagh caught the blade and gave it a toss, planting the blade in between the dragon's eyes before he brought his foot down, hammering it in through the beast's skull. The other head thrashed wildly and sputtered out smoke and lightening as its brother died before Perth rose up, covered in steaming dragon's blood with a wild expression. Perth dug his hand in and restrieved the embedded dagger and leapt onto the opposing head's neck and brought down the dagger several times, slowly-- and disgustingly-- seperating the creature's head from its neck. Blood poured like a waterfall from the open neck. Perth dismounted the neck, disheveled and covered in soot, blood and sweater, his breathing heavy and hot. After a moment, he turned to note a flock of crows sitting in the last standing trees in the clearing, staring at him like he was a complete nutjob. Speaking of crows...whoops. Perth turned around slowly to face Kraehe and wore a delayed grin. “Oh, an' hello by the way, lass.”
AbandonedPit: *sweat
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EmpressKraeheCorvo: {LOL}
EmpressKraeheCorvo: Kraehe watched Perth take down the remaining bits of the dragon with admiration. The shirtless warrior catching the eyes of the older towns members as they gathered to watch the ending scene of Perth's victory. Cheers and claps thunderously rose from the edge of the unscathed city, and when Perth turned to Kraehe, she clapping along with a smile as he greeted her. There were no words, she only hugged him. Hugged him so tightly she was sure her gratitude, appreciation, and affection was all pour into that long, tight gesture. "Perth, I'm so happy to see you! Had you not come, I would still be up there clanking at that raw dusty scale...!" There was blood on her clothes and face when she hugged him and she didn't care for it one bit. Her face buried into the crook of his neck as her hands crept up from behind and took a quick feel of his well tended to back muscles. "I'll sew your coat back up in no time at all. And please..." She pulled away from him ever so slightly and drug her right hand down his broad chest, slowly down the line of his open wound. "...let me clean that for you."
AbandonedPit: “Aye, lass...” He grinned and linked his hands brazenly behind the Empress' back – much to the ire of the guard captain. God, Perth loved to piss that woman off. The faery didn't care much for applause and gratitude most of the time but he supposed that on occaision, mass appreciation felt sort of nice. The faery ignored the crowd for the most part, as well as the dragon blood oozing into the soil several feet from them. Perth lifted his hand to fix a few pesky hairs that'd wandered into Kraehe's face “I'd more'n welcome the healing touch.” He purred. She was totally copping a feel and he was totally all over that.
  SapphireEtsuko / 4y 216d 1h 2m 32s
Thomas saw his building behind the tops of trees that were all aquiver with the frosty winter life. Large piles of snow toppled along their branches. The delicious breath of rain was in the air. Light sounds of shuffling feet echoed along the streets to his establishment located on the coldest side of town. Vibrant ocean eyes scanning the surrounding, but taking no specific object to interest as his hands stuffed themselves into his jean pockets. This went on for miles-- this deep contemplation and aggravation before a deadline neared closer and closer. From the walkway of the house exposed the shadow of his tall figure. Short china-doll black hair resting lazily against the back of his neck. His attire was decorated in heavy coats of black with small accessories of white; a dark leather jacket and a white V-cut shirt underneath. He was young, with a fair, calm face, whose lines bespoke repression and even a certain strength. But there was a dull stare in his eyes, whose gaze was fixed away off yonder on the large double doors. It was not a glance of reflection, but rather indicated a suspension of intelligent thought. 'Another day, another dollar.' he thought; this self motivation a daily practice as he slipped the long silver key into the lock and pressed a slender hand against its frame, stepping inside. In front of him and through his peripheral vision were a row of large pillars blocking the sides of the entrance. "Sector three enabled. Lock down deactivate." He spoke calmly. Every room in the immediate area flickered their lights on quickly. And with that he stumbled off, finding a place to sit as the door shut behind him and clicked itself locked. Now his bosom rose and fell tumultuously upon his throne, his famous working seat. He sat with his head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless except when acknowledging the others inhabiting the room. His creations.

Three days before the major deadline.

"Mister Croddock will be in for his merchandise on Friday, Cecilia. Make sure this place is spotless and that everything is to his satisfaction. As much as business men like him like to piss away thousands of dollars, we need all of the good reviews we can get since Alba 2.0 went haywire last November." The robotic helper nodded and repeated the instructions. "Understood." Cecilia, Thomas' prized creation, stayed with him in his creation center, what he named his workshop. She handled all of the online orders, inquiries, shipments, and in-home pick ups. As Cecilia trailed off, a small balled up paper came soaring through the room and breaking course against the back of Thomas' head. "Next time add a 'please' on that. Hmnph!" Cecilia scoffed as she went to return to her duties. "Why did I give them personalities..." He scowled as he kicked the paper aside.
"Number six hundred and fifty four, get in here!" Thomas called out as he grabbed a pair of gloves and his tool box that rested beside his mobile chair. There was a special place underneath the gallery room where he showed off his best creations and put them on display. That room was where he did all of the orders of operations from building a new order, to every day maintenance. A tall and very slender humanoid came dashing into the room with a short night gown that barely ran past her tush. She had long golden hair and wide blue eyes. Her skin was tan and soft at the touch, like the top of a healthy rose petal. She chimed happily and shook her hips. "Is it time for my check up, Mister V?" There was a soft electronic white noised undertone when she spoke, that being a good reason why these check ups were mandatory. "Sit down, you. I need to fix that voice of yours before I ship you off to Brazil." Number six hundred and fifty four or, Anika, as her purchaser named her, lifted her hair and tied it into a tight bun, promptly reaching around to the back of her neck for the nearly invisible hook that popped open her circuit board. "I think I got vodka in my hard drive again."
  SapphireEtsuko / 4y 216d 14h 38s
That's when it happened. "SOUND THE ALARMS.", called a faint from outside of the Empire. Panic struck the halls as the maids and servants headed for the safe rooms below the bunkers. Guards rushing to grab extra weapons from the Blacksmith's workshops. Kraehe's eyes sharpened, and without hesitation marched ahead into the crowd within the building to get some answers. A frightened maid who had dropped everything in her arms to run was soon grabbed by Kraehe and turned to face her. "What is the meaning of this?" Kraehe spoke thunderously, but the woman was in shock. The poor help fell to her knees and mumbled mutely from her lips, wide eyes filled with terror. Useless. The young Empress expanded her wings and rushed out the door, quickly taking to the skies. The pounding alarm blared throughout the city, panicking all who heard its cries. Families shutting their doors, shops turning their signs and slamming down their windows, and civilians screaming and sprinting in the streets. From up above she could see a large flock of her guards going to help the disabled get to shelter, but shelter from what? What could they all be running from? The men at the watch tower had their weapons at the ready, aiming behind her. She wanted her answers. She NEEDED her answers. "What in the name of Valhalla is going on here!?" And so she turned, arms soaring to change direction. She received her answer. About three miles from the forest it flew. Long wings at about 50 feet each, pale white scales. The beast itself was six stories in length; the long-necked three headed creature was quickly approaching the Uccello forest, and within no time at all, would hit the city. "DRAGON." She called out and she descended to the ground. "MAN YOUR STATIONS, DO NOT FALL BACK FOR ANY REASON." She turned her head to the bird on her shoulders and they exchanged worrisome glanced. "Prendere il volo." She spoke to it, and so it flew.
  SapphireEtsuko / 4y 247d 14h 35m 45s
Sharp gusts of black wind surround the front of the barrier around the Apollyon establishment's front gates. The air grew warmer in the immediate area, though thick and would be difficult to breathe for anyone at a close range. Within the wind a slender figure soon emerged; crow's feather's fluttering around the figure and vanishing just as quickly as they were conjured. She was young, with a fair, calm face, almond shaped Jade-colored eyes narrowing ever so slightly as she pressed her dainty lace gloved hand to the barrier to alert the residents of her arrival. Would they recognize her now, she wondered. She wasn't the Princess her new friends had met before. She was changed to her entirety; red and black dress with Victorian decore, black laced gloves and sharp red nails. Her shoulder cuffs sported six feathers on each side, and Sevda, her Crow, sat lively at her right shoulder. What was once chestnut and golden locks were now Crow black hair braided neatly with her crown atop her head. The blessing of her ancestors finally upon her. Xyla had now taken on her true royal form as Empress Kraehe.
  SapphireEtsuko / 4y 255d 14h 17m 53s
She could see in the open square before the building the tops of trees that were all aquiver with the summer life. The moon's vibrant rays toppled along their branches. The delicious breath of fresh air filled the room from the open window. In street below a peddler was crying his wares. The notes of a distant song which some one was singing reached her faintly, and countless sparrows were twittering in the leaves. There was something coming to her and she was waiting for it, calmly. What was it? She did not know; it was too subtle and elusive to name. But she felt it, creeping out of the sky, reaching toward her through the sounds, the scents, the color that filled the air. Xyla stood from her throne and headed for the main entrance her aim being the garden; As she always did about this time of night. Some tranquil time in the peace of nature was something she always enjoyed. It seemed as though the last of her guests had left for the evening which would give her ample time to fool around with her trowel, scissors, and flower basket. Light sounds of shuffling feet echoed faintly along the walk way of the establishment; dark Jade eyes scanning the surrounding, but taking no specific object to interest. From the middle of the main entrance exposed a dainty figure. Female. Long, blonde china-doll hair resting lazily against her back and chest. Her attire was very conservative; a peach gown lavished with gold, thick fabric. She was young, with a fair, calm face, whose lines bespoke repression and even a certain strength. But there was a stare in her eyes, whose gaze was fixed away off yonder to the new inhabitant of the room, one she was not familiar with. It was not a glance of reflection, but rather indicated a suspension of intelligent thought, and maybe even a touch of disappointment. Her small hands pressed together at the fingertips to which she brought to her lips and slowly narrowed her eyes calmly, taking in a deep breath before offering a kind smile in silent offering of her warm hospitality. "Welcome to the Baracordis Kingdom. A bit late for company, I hope you weren't experiencing rough travels." Her gaze was fixed ahead to the new entrant, fingers curling to clasp her hands together.
  SapphireEtsuko / 4y 261d 7h 13m 30s
Sniffles, coughs, and groans echoed from the end of the hall. The dainty elder Marionetta sister tightened her robe as she shuffled slowly to her throne. Her skin was pale and hot, cheeks burning a deep crimson as she trembled weakly up what seemed like an endless case of stairs. All seven steps up to her spot. Her hair was been pinned up in a messy bun and bunny slippers comforting her feet with each miserable step. The poor girl was sicker than a dog, and if there was one thing she hated more, it was not being one hundred percent all of the time. If there were any major duties to be attended to today, she would certainly pass them along to her siblings and take on their light tasks in exchange. Her bosom rose and fell tumultuously upon her throne. She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quite motionless except when acknowledging the others inhabiting the Kingdom. "Nnnm... I would do anything for some tea right now." She spoke in a groggy tone while pressing her hand against her forehead.
  SapphireEtsuko / 4y 349d 10h 7m 39s
As the bath water rose to a good amount, she turned the faucet and ceased the flow. "Hnn..." She timidly hugged her waist and stepped into the bath. "...Aaaah..." Her eyes fluttered shut as she slowly sank into the hot water. Twenty minutes passed before she stepped out and prepared herself. She didn't think she ever needed much makeup, but this was a slightly special occasion. She powered her face and fragranced her body to smell like her favorite flower, the lovely tiger Lillys that bloomed so vibrantly in her homeland. After stepping into her peach gown, shoes, adding the final touch to her outfit, and styling her hair, she was ready. From the entrance of the throne room stood the dainty sister. Long golden locks resting on her right shoulder neatly. Her peach gown flowed out from the waist to the ground like a rose in full bloom; her laced covered hands intertwined in front of her as she slowly stepped out into the open.
  SapphireEtsuko / 4y 351d 6h 28m 34s
Light sounds of shuffling feet echoed faintly along the walk way of the streets; dark blue eyes scanning the surrounding, but taking no specific object to interest. From the open area of the plaza rendered a dainty figure. Female. Long, wavy china-doll blonde hair resting lazily against her back and chest.Her attire was very conservative; a white gown lavished with gold jewels, bottoms made from thick fabric. She was young, with a fair, calm face, whose lines bespoke repression and even a certain strength. Lips as pink as the flowers in May, eyes blue as the sea and the sky. Her small hands pressed together at the fingertips to which she brought to her lips and slowly shut her eyes.
  SapphireEtsuko / 4y 351d 15h 50m 27s
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