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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 10:16 pm
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold Pyyra looked at the floor for a moment. She let the silence drag on for a few heartbeats before answering. "Do the Night Mother and Sithis not love each other? Do they not love us?" she said, turning her gaze to Elrienn. "To answer your question...No. It is not shameful to love. What is shameful is to suppress love. It is an emotion and a drive." It was simple but at the same to all to complicated. Love was a wonderful but dangerous thing, something that needed to be handled with care. May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 10:29 pm
Elrienn Demetri
Elrienn met her gaze, he wanted to speak but his lips were sealed. He wanted to cry but they never came. For once in his life he could be honest to someone about what he felt. Suppressing love is a shame, then being truthful about it should be worth hearing.
"Pyyra, everytime I needed someone you were there... I surprised myself but I think, I might have grown feelings for you. But I just can't explain to myself how."
He sighed and closed his eyes.
"I... I think I love you, it's been forever since I've experienced this feeling. I won't just die for the brotherhood, I'd die for you as well. I won't let you die, and... I need to be honest with you."
He grinned slightly and let out another bundle if tears.
(OOC: I read up on the story, where do you get inspiration from?)
((Yeah I felt like making Elrienn like your character, I thought it was fitting since he's your most trusted and vice versa))
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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 10:59 pm
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold Pyyra's face grew soft, another indication of her complete trust toward Elrienn. She couldn't explain what she felt right then. It was as if her heart was being squeezed. She had found her feelings for Elrienn long ago. She hadn't expressed it, nor suppressed it, instead just keeping it in the back of her mind. Subconsciously it had guided her, but not enough to let it impair her judgment.
"I am truly happy you have shared this with me. I cannot express the joy it brings me to hear you say those words." Pyyra said. She reached with her free hand and wiped his tears from his face. She wondered, was that an action someone in love would preform. She had not need the skill of comforting in a long time and though it came easily, she was unsure of her actions. "Don't shed your tears, rejoice in love and let it guide your actions." May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 11:19 pm
Elrienn Demetri
Elrienn felt his tears stop, she was comforting him when he thought he was acting stupid. Nonetheless he nodded at her words and grinned, she was right.
"Rejoice..."
He said quietly, he looked at Pyyra's eyes and stopped crying. His tears fell no more and his mind was calm. He held her hand for a moment and sighed a sigh of relief. He gave her a hug and held himself there for a while.
"Thank you for... Everything."
He said softly.
(OOC: getting a little late huh? If I happen to fall asleep I'm sorry xD maybe in like two hours...)
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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 11:26 pm
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold ((Yeah it is getting late...Probably shouldn't be up this late considering I have to work and move a mattress tomorrow...Oh well >=D))
Pyyra smiled and glanced toward her hand. He had taken it in his own. She could feel the warmth of his skin against hers. Something she thought she would never have felt again. The warmth of blood was much different in the body then it was pouring from a wound. Though both brought her joy.
Pyyra was surprised by the hug. It wasn't to sudden it was just the fact of being close to someone. How long had it been since she hugged someone? Not since before she joined the Brotherhood. She had always been independent and this was going against everything she had forced herself to be. But she allowed herself to open up, at least only to Elrienn.
"No...thank you." She whispered in Elrienn's ear a content smile spreading across her lips. May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 11:43 pm
Elrienn Demetri
Elrienn smiled slightly, he had finally found someone. Never what would be thought by a killer let alone a Silencer.
"What do you mean?"
He asked to her thanks, he didn't want to let go and he was out of ideas. Elrienn never had someone who loved him for who he was, it was always for his skills or value, after he left his old life for tue brotherhood he almost gave up on it. But Pyyra, he found feelings for someone once more.
'Love, what makes you human, what makes you weak, what makes you strong, what hurts you from the inside, what is the perfect motive, what brings people together, what tears people apart, what causes feuds, what repairs lives, what destroys hope. Love is a lot of things, she is the one for me...'
He thought while their shared body heat made him forget about the cold chamber.
(OOC: yeah that sounds busy... My day is mainly going to a friend's and whatnot... I go work on weekdays now smile )
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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 11:52 pm
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold ((It's the weekend here...technically Sunday now T^T I want the weekend to last forever))
"You put out the fire of fear that grew in my mind. The fear of never being more then Listener and Silencer. To hear your feelings for me and to have these feelings for you, it has extinguished that fire." Pyyra answered. She let go of Elrienn, pulling apart but just slightly. She took a hand in hers and brought another hand up to rest on the side of his face.
"I have not heard of Listeners falling in love and I am sure many Brothers and Sisters will frown upon our feelings for each other but it's can't be ignored." Pyyra said, almost talking to herself. "Though, it may help weed out the unfaithful, possibly even the traitors." She grew excited, their confession would be for the greater good, not only for them but for the Brotherhood. Though it was not the time to think of the Brotherhood as a whole. It was time to focus on Elrienn. May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 12:04 am
(OOC: I wish the winter break lasted forever xD)
Elrienn Demetri
Elrienn felt the warmth if her hand on his face and he placed his hand on her cheek moving some hair our of the way it draped back over his hand. He lowered his hand and focused on the tasks for a moment. She is now yet another reason to fight for. His tactical thoughts were broken though, her words struck him.
"You had feelings for me since when?"
He asked with the same quiet tone. His mindset was clear, he was now bonding with her instead of just talking. She was his reason to fight now, his reason to protect... And weather he liked it or not, she was his reason to avenge inthe future.
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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 12:13 am
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold ((Nooo! I hate winter T^T Summer Break!))
Pyyra leaned her head into Elrienn's hand and closed her eyes. With anyone else she would have snapped and told them not to lay a finger on her. With him it was different.
"About a year ago is when I first noticed them." Pyyra answered confidently. It was unlike her. She was murderous and serious, but now in the stone walled room she was changing. She would put her 'mask' on when she went to address anyone else but she was safe to open herself. She hated to admit it, but Elrienn was cracking the armor of her heart. What he did with it though, was up to him. May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 12:26 am
(OOC: sorry, I don't get cold at all... Naturally why people called me frosty... I like summer but sometimes I overheat...)
Elrienn Demetri
Elrienn was finally himself, it was like throwing off the cloak of invisibility. He was open to Pyyra, nobody would get this close to him without having a twelve inch Tanto sticking out of their neck. Pyyra was changing him, empty kills to meaningful treaties. He then pondered for a moment, when he regained his thoughts and reality he realized he was forehead to forehead with Pyyra. He moved back slightly and moved his hand to he shoulder.
"When will the others know?"
He asked softly with an intrigued voice, not only was he in love bu a heir to the 'throne' in concept.
He closed his eyes and grinned, he felt good about this. Helpful in many ways but he still wanted to talk to her.
"A year? I, doubted myself and thus only realized I had the feelings after the chapel was invaded."
He said with a sigh, he won't forget that day...
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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 4:56 pm
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold "We have nothing to hide. If they cannot discover it for themselves, then they shall never know, but one thing is certain, we will not hide it." Pyyra has not realized that she had moved forward to press her forehead against his, again, it was unlike her. During their talk, Pyyra had deemed Elrienn successor, and they had both admitted their love. But time was short, it was always to short, they still needed to go through the processes for training a new murderer.
"Come, I wish for Freya to be tested." She said, standing and sliding her hand from his. she walked to her bed and placed all her weapons except the dagger that was strapped to her thigh, on the hard mattress. she unstrung her bow before turning toward Elrienn, extending her hand out to him. "It's time." May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 5:10 pm
Elrienn Demetri
Elrienn unarmed himself of everything but the hidden blade, he placed them on his bed and stretched his arms. He walked forward and took her hand, with a small grin he used his free hand to pull up his hood. He walked with her out the chamber and prepared to train, alas battle.
But knowing Pyyra loved him brought more of a reason to try. He wouldn't back down nor show weakness to foes. He could now save his little weaknesses for her.
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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 5:52 pm
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold The moment Pyyra stepped out of the room, her soft face hardened and her outer shell started to rebuild itself. She squeezed Elrienn's hand and lead him through the sanctuary. A few stared but others ignored them. She stood at the door to the armory. A passage that broke off from the armory lead to a large chamber where arenas were laid in stone. Pyyra turned her head. "You, travel to Bravil and bring an innocent." she said to a Dark Brother whom had been reading. They nodded and disappeared through a door.
Pushing open the door, Pyyra stepped into the armory then took an immediate left. The corridor opened up into a seemingly endless chasm. Pyyra had already signaled for Freya to follow. Whether she payed attention or not didn't matter. "Don't hold back." she said, slipping her hand out from Elrienn's grip. She unsheathed her dagger and tossed it aside. Any one could wield a weapon, it took true skill to kill with just the use of hands, though this match wouldn't end in death. Pyyra kept her hood down, it ensured her peripheral vision was obscured. She balled her hands into fists and took a stance.  May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 6:02 pm
Elrienn Demetri
Elrienn looked at the faces of his brethren and sisters, they were a mix of awed and angry. None the less he held her hand and continued to the armory.
"Now then, this is the truth. Be it luck or skill I wish you the best."
He gently placed his Tanto on the wooden table and walked near Pyyra, he bent his knees slightly and held out his left hand, he was ready in a light and fast pose.
(OOC: fighting you or Freya?)
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Sylvaky Ebonhold Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 7:11 pm
You are like a gift from the Night Mother herself Pyyra Ebonfold ((Me >=3 ))
Pyyra smirked and cracked her knuckles. "Aye Brother. Luck. Or. Skill" She said, stretching her neck from side to side. She shuffled forward. In some arenas there were rules against certain situations when fighting, in the Brotherhood...it was a no hold grudge match. There was only one rule, don't kill your opponent.
Pyyra began the match by shuffling forward and throwing a punch out. It wasn't meant to harm, just to get them closer, then she could do some real damage. May the Night Mother wrap you in her cold, loving embrace
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