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Soft Serenity Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 10:30 am
Crescent ducks her head a bit, she was still unused to such flattery by him. Oh, but she enjoyed his attention. Never had she felt so treasured. She listened to him, though, and thought for a bit before speaking softly, "Perhaps it is usual for the lights to be so unstable here...I do not know. And do shush, I am not enchanting..."
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2008 4:52 pm
"Srry about the lights guest this is a old structure," I gently say in a reassuring voice to woo my guests.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 9:35 am
He chuckles deeply. Crescent felt his chest move as he laughed under his breath.
Ah, alas I am far to paranoid as it seems. Peo, you had me worried a bit. Come m'love, don't be so modest. You are clearly enchanting, fore you have placed some sort of spell over me. I'm enchanted by your every being.
He gives her a slight hug, but not as to int interrupt the dance. Waltzing is truly a most hypnotic past time for all to enjoy. The evening was young yet, but he felt an eternity could come and go. He was content as he held his only love close that night.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 9:51 am
"Oh, my Lord, you do flatter me so," She replied, feeling special with all his tenderness. She placed a soft kiss on his cheek. In his arms, she felt as if he could lose his wealth, and he'd still be happy...she knew she would be.
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Posted: Sun Jun 08, 2008 4:20 pm
He looked intimidating, but she knew better than to hold that against him. After all, he seemed polite enough.
*nods*
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 5:39 am
They danced for the entire evening. Never getting tired and never wanting to let go. It had seemed all was right with the world.
You know exactly what I was thinking, don't you? You know that you are all I need to be free and feel the love of your touch for the ages, do you not?
He returns her kiss with one so full of passion that he leans over her right as they dip in the waltz. He felt so at one with the universe. This was the first time in an eternity.
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Posted: Fri Jun 13, 2008 8:41 am
"Yes, my lord...I can think of nothing else but eternity with you at these moments..." Crescent softly replied. She squeaked slightly as she was dipped, utterly immersed in the passion her lord held for her. Somewhere in her life, she must have done something right to end up with him.
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 7:12 pm
Daeven grabbed her hand with his right and placed his other around her waist. he then clasped his right hand over her gentle hand and then began to dance a most graceful waltz. turning, and swinging in all directions. it was truly a masquerade with daeven now on the dance floor.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 4:23 pm
So sorry to keep you waiting, m'lord.. You do dance wonderfully..
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Posted: Mon Jul 28, 2008 8:39 am
Crescent enjoyed the dancing, and watching the slowly growing population in her Lord's castle. Things were going well, she could not be happier for it. Peace amongst her own kind, how enjoyable. With her Lord, and the music, the evening, and night could go on forever...eternal night amongst her people.
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Soft Serenity Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 1:03 pm
Lord Michael was at the balcony thinking of his past and his present. His mistress had been slain recently. His home burned to the ground. His family split across the land. His heart in agony. "Is there truly any good that can come from an eternal life if it is filled with such grief...such pain." A blood soaked tear rolled down his cheek. "Oh woe to those who would hope to enter such a life..." His hands were gripped solid on the balcony reels.
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 7:20 pm
Emerald eyes watch from the shadow of a dark corner on the second tier. without a sound the owner of those eyes stands erect from his chair, he must have been there before anyone even entered. The man had a young beautiful pale face, that of an angel's, however it gave nothing away to what he thought or felt. His striking eyes only gave one the sense that they have seen much and held knowledge beyond the age of his body. He was built like a swimmer and stood at 6 foot even. Silvery white hair fell to the middle of his back, he wore a black tuxedo with a katana strapped to his left hip. It seemed he glided down the staircase to the dance floor, such grace and without a sound. He moved to a seat in a the corner opposite the fire, the darkest corner on the lower level. As he sat down the side table moved closer to the chair silently as if it wanted to be closer to him. He reached into his jacket and pulled out an old dusty wine bottle and two glasses. He turned one glass upside down on the table and poured wine into the other glass... but where did the cork go? He put the wine bottle down with one hand while the other lifted the glass to his lips, the cork reappearing in the top of the wine bottle. He took a sip and smiled, glistening pearl like fangs briefly showed.
Virgin nobility... Perfectly aged...
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Posted: Wed Jul 30, 2008 9:35 am
Ha! The balcony had been her safe haven from the going ons within. It was dark here, and quiet. Perfect for the young one. A life of eternity was a fairly new concept for her, and certainly one she still had some getting accustomed to. Her own thoughts were disturbed by the voiced thoughts of another, who she had not even realized had come out to the balcony. Slowly, she rose from the chair she had taken up in and moved towards Lord Michael; he was yet another she did not know. Standing near enough to him to make her own presence known, without disturbing him too greatly, she too grabbed hold of the reels and looked out at the view. Without so much as introducing herself, she broke into his conversation with himself.
"You are doomed to repeat such pain for all of eternity. Such is the curse of an eternal life. Every awful memory will replay within in your mind for as long as you live. You're looking at a lot of suffering."
She spoke matter of factly to him, as if she held all the answers to questions he had. Though, she was very aware that he knew far more than she. Just as quickly as she had chosen to speak up, she fell silent. Why. . .So. . .Serious?
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 11:51 am
Michael turned to her. "I can't allow that to set into my heart. Hope my friend, hope is all we have." He wiped his tear and gave a small smile. "Hope is what will make eternity worthwhile, along with love and that is the cure for sorrow." He looked into the sky. "I should appologize for the rudeness of my actions as well as my mouth, for it has spoken darkness into the air."
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Posted: Thu Jul 31, 2008 3:38 pm
"Hope all you want, I don't honestly see how hoping will change anything. If that is what makes you happy, however. . ."
Those distant eyes of hers swept back to gaze upon the man she spoke with. They studied him long and hard, as if this very thing would give her all the answers she could need. Alas, they did not. Sighing quietly, she returned to staring out at the view.
"I agree that love is what will battle sorrow, but what if it is love that has caused that sorrow? What are you to do then? Is that not the situation you are in now? Do not apologise, you have every right to say what you wish. Speaking ill is far better than permitting it to stay within you, and destroy you from the inside."
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