Eve smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. "I got awfully lonely," she said and brushed her hair behind her ears. "You know... Lonely..." Suddenly she flew ontop of him straddling him... Kissing him.
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Mi decided to go back to her room, since she was a good thirty minutes early for dinner and the chairs were too uncomfortable...
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Damien gripped Eve's wrists and rolled over on top of her, pinning her to the bed. Her eyes meeting his. He kissed her on the lips and pulled back just out of reach. He smiled at her, teasing her with his own mouth. Eve stretched her neck trying to make her lips reach the fire mage's but to no avail.
"Do you want me this badly?" Damien asked keeping his hold on her.
"Mmhhmm..." she managed through heavy breathing. Her hair spread all across her face.
"Well you can't have it," he said tossing her from his bed. "Now get out!" His voice was cold and stern.
"Do you want me this badly?" Damien asked keeping his hold on her.
"Mmhhmm..." she managed through heavy breathing. Her hair spread all across her face.
"Well you can't have it," he said tossing her from his bed. "Now get out!" His voice was cold and stern.
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Mi was going past Damien's room just as she heard a loud thud. It sounded like someone had just fallen off their bed... Or was being attacked. Mi opened the door, not caring for knocking to make sure there fearless leader was not in any danger.
She saw Eve on the floor, looking rather dishoveled and off-set. "Any trouble here?" Mi asked. She almost laughed at the sight of the unsettled Eve.
"No!" Eve said and laughed to try and hide her emberassment. She rose rather quickly and practically ran out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
She saw Eve on the floor, looking rather dishoveled and off-set. "Any trouble here?" Mi asked. She almost laughed at the sight of the unsettled Eve.
"No!" Eve said and laughed to try and hide her emberassment. She rose rather quickly and practically ran out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
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Damien smirked, "I guess I was a little too rough for her," The muscles in his stomach and chest flexed as he bent over and stood from the bed. "So what brings you in here?" He asked walking over to Mi. "You gettin tired of fighting the temptation?" He pushed a strand of hair back from her face and placed his hand behind her head, pulling their faces closer together. "You finally giving in?" He asked glaring into her deep eyes.
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Mi brushed her lips against him ever so lightly, teasingly... "My, Lord Bardeer... I'm afraid that's a horrible misconception... I never give in," she said and moved away from him on purpose. To entice, tease, or just to be cruel... it was uncertain which catagory she was falling under at the moment.
"No," she said. "As unbelievable as it might seem I was coming to rescue you from some flesh eating disease you might recieve from that two cent whore."
"No," she said. "As unbelievable as it might seem I was coming to rescue you from some flesh eating disease you might recieve from that two cent whore."
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He nearly kissed the air as she moved from his grasp. "Ah," he said readjusting his position. "So you are worried that I will sleep with some other whore." He wasn't questioning her, just stating what she was doing.
He walked back to his bed and plopped down on it. His eyes stayed fixed on Mi, as he placed his hands behind his head and inclined against the headboard. "Why does Eve bother you so much?" he asked. "Are you that insecure about yourself and being able to find, or keep your men?"His eyes glistened in the soft light of the room as a grin reached his lips.
He walked back to his bed and plopped down on it. His eyes stayed fixed on Mi, as he placed his hands behind his head and inclined against the headboard. "Why does Eve bother you so much?" he asked. "Are you that insecure about yourself and being able to find, or keep your men?"His eyes glistened in the soft light of the room as a grin reached his lips.
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Mi whirled around on him. "Some other whore? Are you referring that I too am a whore?" she asked, acid dripping from her voice. "Why do I not like Eve? Her voice is like nails on a chalkboard, the way she carries herself is simply agitating. To sum it up she is far to happy for my tastes. No one can be that happy and that giddy all the time... Frankly its aggrivating and nearly impossible. I do not like fakes, and she is nothing but a mirage..."
Mi glowed with the fire that swam in her veins. She glowed with an unholy light, like that of a fallen angel. Her eyes brighter than a normal blue. A Godess trapped in the manicles of human flesh.
Mi glowed with the fire that swam in her veins. She glowed with an unholy light, like that of a fallen angel. Her eyes brighter than a normal blue. A Godess trapped in the manicles of human flesh.
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Damien's small grin transformed into a smile as he saw his words tear at Mi's nerves. "Did I say that?" he argued. "I never said you were a whore." His voice lacked much ambition.
He stood up from the bed and stepped slowly towards her. "No! You are much to cold to be a whore." His voice lingered in the air. "But a good lay...." He rubbed his fingers under her chin. "Well, I've had better."
He stood up from the bed and stepped slowly towards her. "No! You are much to cold to be a whore." His voice lingered in the air. "But a good lay...." He rubbed his fingers under her chin. "Well, I've had better."
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Mi stared at him with a blank expression. Fire erupted around her, enveloping her, holding her as if in a lovers embrace. Her eyes were red as blood and she stared at him with a careless expression. She disappeared, leaving him alone in his room.
She reappeared in her room. She turned and walked to the door, locking the deadbolt behind her.
She reappeared in her room. She turned and walked to the door, locking the deadbolt behind her.
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Damien laughed to himself as she vanished from his sight. "Finally, maybe I can get some rest." He fell longways across the bed closing his eyes to drown out the flicker of light.
Damien opened his eyes to booming at his door. "What?" He said pushing himself to his feet. He opened the door to find Thorn rubbing his head. "What do you want?" Damien demanded. Aggravated that he couldn't get a moments peace.
Thorn looked at the infuriated fire mage. "Sorry," he said lowering his head. "Wrong room."
Damien slammed the door in his face and returned to the comfort of his bed.
Damien opened his eyes to booming at his door. "What?" He said pushing himself to his feet. He opened the door to find Thorn rubbing his head. "What do you want?" Damien demanded. Aggravated that he couldn't get a moments peace.
Thorn looked at the infuriated fire mage. "Sorry," he said lowering his head. "Wrong room."
Damien slammed the door in his face and returned to the comfort of his bed.
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As soon as he closed the door the door moved as a heavy hand knocked. A guard stood on the other side and with a deep voice that resounded off the metal interior of his helmet he said, "Dinner is served."
Mi heard him, however at the moment wasn't hungry. She had no desire to make contact with any living person, hense the reason she locked her door. So, instead she walked to the port hole and looked out at the water that passed by the ship. She tried to control the unsettled feeling of being underwater, tried to pretend that only have the ship was underwater...
It didn't help.
After a second or two Mi walked back over to her large fluffy bed, climbing up the step ladder that led to the top of the matress, which was so large that it needed two steps to help someone of her height get to the top.
Mi heard him, however at the moment wasn't hungry. She had no desire to make contact with any living person, hense the reason she locked her door. So, instead she walked to the port hole and looked out at the water that passed by the ship. She tried to control the unsettled feeling of being underwater, tried to pretend that only have the ship was underwater...
It didn't help.
After a second or two Mi walked back over to her large fluffy bed, climbing up the step ladder that led to the top of the matress, which was so large that it needed two steps to help someone of her height get to the top.
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Damien found himself tossing and turning. He couldn't find a comfortable spot on the entire bed. "Well shit," He said staring up at the ceiling from the floor. The wasn't comfortable so he moved on from it. The cold, hard surface of the floor wasn't any better.
He got up and walked out into the hallway. No one seemed to be around. The ship seemed empty. He made his way up to the upper deck to get a little fresh air. The top deck was the same as the hallway below. Damien set himself on a rather large crate and watched as they moved through the water.
He got up and walked out into the hallway. No one seemed to be around. The ship seemed empty. He made his way up to the upper deck to get a little fresh air. The top deck was the same as the hallway below. Damien set himself on a rather large crate and watched as they moved through the water.
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Mi was sleeping comfortable in a red silk nightgown much to the same style as the one she had worn in the prison. She was under the silk sheets, having gotten hot and pushed the velvet covers to the floor. She looked so peaceful in her sleep, not like the demonic goddess she resembled in her waking moments, but more like an angel. She slept soundly as the sheets were pulled away from her...
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Trydent snored so loudly that it was hard to hear anything above that. The sound of a figure moving through the room went unheard as it moved closer and closer to the bed.
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Eve and Thorn slept soundly wrapped in eachothers embrace. Though, Thorn's happy grin still hadn't faded away, even as he slept. Both were so completely warn out that they were barely in the world of the living. However, Thorn was a very light sleeper and as if he felt the presence of his enemies he immediately opened his eyes. He saw nothing, however felt it stronger than ever. The room was far to dark. He couldn't see a thing. Before he could react something drug Eve off the bed and away into the darkness. She was screaming... and finally was silent.
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Ahriman strolled casually across the deck of the ship. The ocean had gone black as all light from the sky above was gone. A single beam of whie could be seen in the distance where the reflection of the moon casted an eerie glow on the water. The glow of the lanterns was white, which made the ship light up as if it were a spirit or ghost ship. Ahriman tended to like the night better, the true colors of the world came out at night. People did not need to hide at night... and they always showed who they really were.
"Isn't it late to be out on deck, Lord Damien?" he said as the sound of his boots clonking against the wood came to a deafening silence. "Shouldn't you be sleeping? Or are you like some of the guests you have yet to meet and rarely sleep at all?"
Ahriman heard the distant screaming. "I thought I should warn you of the guests that just arrived while you were in your bed chambers... It seems they just can't stop raping, pillaging, and murdering... even after death. I'm afraid your small army might be wiped out if it isn't put to a stop...." Ahriman smiled. "I am the Hand of Death, it is not in my nature to save the living...."
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Trydent snored so loudly that it was hard to hear anything above that. The sound of a figure moving through the room went unheard as it moved closer and closer to the bed.
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Eve and Thorn slept soundly wrapped in eachothers embrace. Though, Thorn's happy grin still hadn't faded away, even as he slept. Both were so completely warn out that they were barely in the world of the living. However, Thorn was a very light sleeper and as if he felt the presence of his enemies he immediately opened his eyes. He saw nothing, however felt it stronger than ever. The room was far to dark. He couldn't see a thing. Before he could react something drug Eve off the bed and away into the darkness. She was screaming... and finally was silent.
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Ahriman strolled casually across the deck of the ship. The ocean had gone black as all light from the sky above was gone. A single beam of whie could be seen in the distance where the reflection of the moon casted an eerie glow on the water. The glow of the lanterns was white, which made the ship light up as if it were a spirit or ghost ship. Ahriman tended to like the night better, the true colors of the world came out at night. People did not need to hide at night... and they always showed who they really were.
"Isn't it late to be out on deck, Lord Damien?" he said as the sound of his boots clonking against the wood came to a deafening silence. "Shouldn't you be sleeping? Or are you like some of the guests you have yet to meet and rarely sleep at all?"
Ahriman heard the distant screaming. "I thought I should warn you of the guests that just arrived while you were in your bed chambers... It seems they just can't stop raping, pillaging, and murdering... even after death. I'm afraid your small army might be wiped out if it isn't put to a stop...." Ahriman smiled. "I am the Hand of Death, it is not in my nature to save the living...."
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Damien smiled as Ahriman approached. His teeth gleamed brightly in the silver moonlight. "Why sleep?" Damien answered looking out into the vast darkness of the sea. "I can sleep enough after I'm dead." He stood up and walked to the demon.
"Why are you up?" Lightning flashed and Damien's skin seemed transparent. The demon shadow within him shown through. His eyes burned with all the fires of hell.
"Why are you up?" Lightning flashed and Damien's skin seemed transparent. The demon shadow within him shown through. His eyes burned with all the fires of hell.
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Ahriman looked up at the water above. "How odd that lightening should flash under water, don't you think?" he asked, looking back at Damie, unphased by the appearance under Damien's skin.
Ahriman looked at Damien, a bit awed by the fact Damien would not go to check on his followers since he was in such a need for an army.
"Your Mi and the others are in trouble. Since I'm the Hand of Death I am not allowed to save lives... Unless you want you small band demolished I suggest you help them..."
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Mi roled over in her sleep, still not noticing that there were figures in the room. A rotting hand slid up her bare arm so lightly she could barely feel it. It felt like nothing more than a draft it was so cold... She shivered in her sleep, reaching to pull the covers to her. She opened her eyes as she found nothing to pull over her. The room was very dark, only the faint and ghostly glow of the water fell into the room. Not enough to really see by.
She glanced around and felt for the covers, since she could not see. She felt further and further across the bed until she was crawling towards the end and still had not found the covers.
"Hmm..." she said, to tired to pay attention to how odd it seemed. She grumbled as she reached off the foot off the bed towards the covers piled on the floor. She was sitting back up, covers in hand when she saw the ugly face of a corpse like being standing in front of her. Mi didn't scream, she just jumped back a little startled.
Before she could do anything four creatures, some more human looking than others were upon her. She tried to burn them with her hands, however they seemed unphased by it. As if intolerant to pain. Was this some test from Ahriman?
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Ahriman looked at Damien, a bit awed by the fact Damien would not go to check on his followers since he was in such a need for an army.
"Your Mi and the others are in trouble. Since I'm the Hand of Death I am not allowed to save lives... Unless you want you small band demolished I suggest you help them..."
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Mi roled over in her sleep, still not noticing that there were figures in the room. A rotting hand slid up her bare arm so lightly she could barely feel it. It felt like nothing more than a draft it was so cold... She shivered in her sleep, reaching to pull the covers to her. She opened her eyes as she found nothing to pull over her. The room was very dark, only the faint and ghostly glow of the water fell into the room. Not enough to really see by.
She glanced around and felt for the covers, since she could not see. She felt further and further across the bed until she was crawling towards the end and still had not found the covers.
"Hmm..." she said, to tired to pay attention to how odd it seemed. She grumbled as she reached off the foot off the bed towards the covers piled on the floor. She was sitting back up, covers in hand when she saw the ugly face of a corpse like being standing in front of her. Mi didn't scream, she just jumped back a little startled.
Before she could do anything four creatures, some more human looking than others were upon her. She tried to burn them with her hands, however they seemed unphased by it. As if intolerant to pain. Was this some test from Ahriman?
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