Mia stared at his eyes. It worried her and frightened her beyond anything that there was a voice inside her lovers head that was saying she had something he wanted... Just the fact that there was a voice that wanted something from her made her shiver.
She didn't know what to think, all she could think about was what she might have that he wanted. That it wanted.
She rested her head this time on his shoulder as he held her. She forgot all about what he might do to her... and what he might be.
Lore: (mature) Running Out of Time(Just outside of Hepian)
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"You don't have to worry about me Mia. I won't let this voice control our lives. I won't let it hurt you like I did..." Bejei told her. "You look tired. You should get some sleep."
With her head resting on his shoulders, she was unable to see the sparkling red pupils that lit up slightly before disappearing. His eye narrowed as he stared at the flap of the tent.
"Rest my love. You will need it..." He whispered into her ears as he caressed her white hair.
With her head resting on his shoulders, she was unable to see the sparkling red pupils that lit up slightly before disappearing. His eye narrowed as he stared at the flap of the tent.
"Rest my love. You will need it..." He whispered into her ears as he caressed her white hair.
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Bejei felt her beating heart next to his as she rested. He laid her on the bed while he laid next to her. He figured playing along would make things more interesting. With Bejei temporary out of commission, he would manipulate Mia to succumb to his every whim.
"Good night." He closed his eyes to sleep as well
"Good night." He closed his eyes to sleep as well
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Mia shifted away when she felt someone nudging her. She blinked several times and looked up at a figure hovering beside her. After blinking several more times she noticed it was one of her fellow dancers.
"Mia," she said softly, glancing at Bejei lying next to her. "The curtain opens in two hours... Mr. Smith wants to preform Alone."
Mia groaned, still feeling a bit sore, but not that much. She curled back up. "I'll be there in a few minutes..."
The dancer left and Mia got up, trudging through her room to the chest. She pulled out a bundle of blue fabrics and changed into the dancers uniform, which was slightly more reavealing than the last one. The pants were see through , but there was a sort of short slip under them to keep her decent. And the top was a sleevless and had long see through stips of fabrick that dangled down behind her. Thin straps wrapped around her middrift, and tied in the back, they were connected to the sleevless top.
She pushed her hair from her shoulders and put on blue eyeshadow, and black eyeliner. Her lips were a blueish black color, but it didn't make her seem evil at all. It made her look sad.
"Mia," she said softly, glancing at Bejei lying next to her. "The curtain opens in two hours... Mr. Smith wants to preform Alone."
Mia groaned, still feeling a bit sore, but not that much. She curled back up. "I'll be there in a few minutes..."
The dancer left and Mia got up, trudging through her room to the chest. She pulled out a bundle of blue fabrics and changed into the dancers uniform, which was slightly more reavealing than the last one. The pants were see through , but there was a sort of short slip under them to keep her decent. And the top was a sleevless and had long see through stips of fabrick that dangled down behind her. Thin straps wrapped around her middrift, and tied in the back, they were connected to the sleevless top.
She pushed her hair from her shoulders and put on blue eyeshadow, and black eyeliner. Her lips were a blueish black color, but it didn't make her seem evil at all. It made her look sad.
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Bejei
Bejei awoke at the rustling noise in the room. He opened his eyes to see a familiar figure, but he blinked a few times to adjust his eyes before he realized the figure was none other than Mia. It seemed she was getting ready for something... dancing by the way she was dressed. He would love to see her dance again.
Without drawing much attention to himself, he crept stealthily from the bed of pillows and towards Mia. He slowly wrapped his arms around her waist and belly while he he set his chin on her head. He held her in his warm embrace while he whispered into her ears.
"Good morning. How long was I out?" He asked her while he nippled her right ear. "Dancing today?"
He glanced at her outfit, and it was more revealing than the one she wored a few days ago, but he loved the way she look and if she wanted to show off her body then he had no objections. He hoped she wasn't still angry that he hurt her that day.
Without drawing much attention to himself, he crept stealthily from the bed of pillows and towards Mia. He slowly wrapped his arms around her waist and belly while he he set his chin on her head. He held her in his warm embrace while he whispered into her ears.
"Good morning. How long was I out?" He asked her while he nippled her right ear. "Dancing today?"
He glanced at her outfit, and it was more revealing than the one she wored a few days ago, but he loved the way she look and if she wanted to show off her body then he had no objections. He hoped she wasn't still angry that he hurt her that day.
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Mia smiled at the mirror as she looked at Bejei through it. "You slept all night," she told him, putting some more blush on and then cleaning her hands with a rag.
"Yes, I'm dancing." She leaned her head back against him.
She looked at the mirror at them both, finding it a very adorable sight. Mia reached over and grabbed a black veil with a gold chain that attatched to her. She slipped the veil over her face and it covered her face from the nose down.
She then grabbed another black see through cloth that was long, like a bowa and pulled it into her lap. "Want to come?"
"Yes, I'm dancing." She leaned her head back against him.
She looked at the mirror at them both, finding it a very adorable sight. Mia reached over and grabbed a black veil with a gold chain that attatched to her. She slipped the veil over her face and it covered her face from the nose down.
She then grabbed another black see through cloth that was long, like a bowa and pulled it into her lap. "Want to come?"
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Bejei released his affectionate embrace on Mia and backed off as he smiled at her. He was hoping she would ask him to come watch her perform. He would be more than happy to watch her dance again. It would work as a distraction so he wouldn't think about the voice again.
"Sure Mia." He answered. "You lead the way."
"Sure Mia." He answered. "You lead the way."
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Mia led the way just like last time, informing the person at the door to let Bejei in. She then left him there and disappeared.
Dancers stood in the middle of the arena dressed in blacks and deep blues. The orbs around the tent were glowing a depressing, yet mystical color blue and it shown down on the dancers, making them glow with that same blue color. There was no music yet, but the dancers started to move nonetheless. They spun in slow circles, moving into certain parts of the arena. As they moved it was clear that someone had been kneeling in the middle of the arena, out of sight by the other dancers.
Mia opened her eyes slowly and raised her head. A flute played one note softly, and she rose up to the sound of that one note. It transitioned into another note in which her foot came, her hands going above her head slowly, brushing her long white hair as they went.
The dancers around her began to do the same to the other note. Silence came and they stood there with there arms about there head and there feet up… and then a drum beat started. It was slow and rhythmic. Mia closed her eyes and she glided off her feet about an inch, turning in a circle without having to move her foot. Her leg came out behind her straight as she bent forward. She brought it down and crossed her arms over her chest. Her hands fisting in front of her.
Soft wind blew through the tent from an unseen source, strands of white hair blowing around her as her arms came out and she glided in a circle, her leg going up and out, coming back down as she transitioned into another circle.
The dancers around her repeating the first move over and over until Mia’s glide circles around to them. The began to follow her, gliding in a circle around the room as the flute began to play again, a low sad tone. Mia’s leg went up, and the others did the same now that all the dancers were playing a sort of “follow the leader” game. Mia turned when the flute grew louder and the drums lower. Her arms went and the others followed in suit.
It looked as if she were telling them to follow her. Mia continued to glide but as she did more and more of the dancers filed away from her to go around the room again, until she was all alone. She floated back to the center of the room, spinning in a quick circle as the flute grew higher in pitch than the low tone it had before. Her dancing became more aggressive as if she were angry, and that’s what it was representing. The light from the orbs turned red. The flute blared a high note and then was silenced quickly, along with the drums. The red light dimmed back to blue as the silence filled the room. Then the flute took on its low tone again, and Mia’s arms crossed over her chest again. The flutes low tone continued and she spun in a gliding slow circle until she was kneeling on the ground again, no longer floating an inch of the ground.
The blue light faded to black and the dance was over…
Up in the stands Dryden looked through the dark with his eyes. He was very good at seeing in the dark since his mothers blood was in him. He could still see the captivating figure of the dancer who was kneeling in the center of the arena. They were filing out.
It was something about her dancing that had been rather pleasant to him… Maybe because of the depressing tone it had, he didn’t quite understand. But, he felt the strong urge to fly down and meet the woman. It was rare for a woman to capture his attention as she had, but he guessed it wasn’t impossible.
While others waited around for the next show Dryden stood up, walking down the steps and through the flap to the outside, where the sun shown brightly. He shielded his eyes quickly, his eyes unable to adjust like others so he had to stand there a moment before he continued on.
When his eyes adjusted he looked around to see if he could find the dancer anywhere. Her long white hair would make her distinct from the others.
Dancers stood in the middle of the arena dressed in blacks and deep blues. The orbs around the tent were glowing a depressing, yet mystical color blue and it shown down on the dancers, making them glow with that same blue color. There was no music yet, but the dancers started to move nonetheless. They spun in slow circles, moving into certain parts of the arena. As they moved it was clear that someone had been kneeling in the middle of the arena, out of sight by the other dancers.
Mia opened her eyes slowly and raised her head. A flute played one note softly, and she rose up to the sound of that one note. It transitioned into another note in which her foot came, her hands going above her head slowly, brushing her long white hair as they went.
The dancers around her began to do the same to the other note. Silence came and they stood there with there arms about there head and there feet up… and then a drum beat started. It was slow and rhythmic. Mia closed her eyes and she glided off her feet about an inch, turning in a circle without having to move her foot. Her leg came out behind her straight as she bent forward. She brought it down and crossed her arms over her chest. Her hands fisting in front of her.
Soft wind blew through the tent from an unseen source, strands of white hair blowing around her as her arms came out and she glided in a circle, her leg going up and out, coming back down as she transitioned into another circle.
The dancers around her repeating the first move over and over until Mia’s glide circles around to them. The began to follow her, gliding in a circle around the room as the flute began to play again, a low sad tone. Mia’s leg went up, and the others did the same now that all the dancers were playing a sort of “follow the leader” game. Mia turned when the flute grew louder and the drums lower. Her arms went and the others followed in suit.
It looked as if she were telling them to follow her. Mia continued to glide but as she did more and more of the dancers filed away from her to go around the room again, until she was all alone. She floated back to the center of the room, spinning in a quick circle as the flute grew higher in pitch than the low tone it had before. Her dancing became more aggressive as if she were angry, and that’s what it was representing. The light from the orbs turned red. The flute blared a high note and then was silenced quickly, along with the drums. The red light dimmed back to blue as the silence filled the room. Then the flute took on its low tone again, and Mia’s arms crossed over her chest again. The flutes low tone continued and she spun in a gliding slow circle until she was kneeling on the ground again, no longer floating an inch of the ground.
The blue light faded to black and the dance was over…
Up in the stands Dryden looked through the dark with his eyes. He was very good at seeing in the dark since his mothers blood was in him. He could still see the captivating figure of the dancer who was kneeling in the center of the arena. They were filing out.
It was something about her dancing that had been rather pleasant to him… Maybe because of the depressing tone it had, he didn’t quite understand. But, he felt the strong urge to fly down and meet the woman. It was rare for a woman to capture his attention as she had, but he guessed it wasn’t impossible.
While others waited around for the next show Dryden stood up, walking down the steps and through the flap to the outside, where the sun shown brightly. He shielded his eyes quickly, his eyes unable to adjust like others so he had to stand there a moment before he continued on.
When his eyes adjusted he looked around to see if he could find the dancer anywhere. Her long white hair would make her distinct from the others.
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OOC: Emora, do you dance in real life? I think you would be a great dancer. 
BIC: Bejei was led into the same large tent where he first saw Mia dance. He didn't sit in the front this time, but he watched from the back, focusing only on his girl, Mia. He didn't care much for the other dancers, and whatever happened to them was their problem, but he cared very much for Mia, and he didn't know what to do if something did happen to her.
He clapped a few times as she danced with the melody of the music. At times, he felt that Mia was really into the dance and music, and he continued to watch her with a soft gaze as she danced from the stage to the crowd. It was a amazing sight to behold, and he wished it would never end, but as soon as he thought that, the danced ended. He wondered why the other dancers imitated Mia, but he figured she was the lead dancer so it was in their best interest to follow her moves.
He walked over to Mia after the show ended and hugged her affectionately. She really made his heart race by dancing so gracefully like she did. He hoped in the near future, she would do a private dance for him. He would very much enjoy it.
"Mia..." Bejei released his warm hold on her. "That was even better than the first one I saw. You're were amazing. It was like you and the music was one entity. Are you performing again?" He smiled at her as his hand caressed her long white hair.
BIC: Bejei was led into the same large tent where he first saw Mia dance. He didn't sit in the front this time, but he watched from the back, focusing only on his girl, Mia. He didn't care much for the other dancers, and whatever happened to them was their problem, but he cared very much for Mia, and he didn't know what to do if something did happen to her.
He clapped a few times as she danced with the melody of the music. At times, he felt that Mia was really into the dance and music, and he continued to watch her with a soft gaze as she danced from the stage to the crowd. It was a amazing sight to behold, and he wished it would never end, but as soon as he thought that, the danced ended. He wondered why the other dancers imitated Mia, but he figured she was the lead dancer so it was in their best interest to follow her moves.
He walked over to Mia after the show ended and hugged her affectionately. She really made his heart race by dancing so gracefully like she did. He hoped in the near future, she would do a private dance for him. He would very much enjoy it.
"Mia..." Bejei released his warm hold on her. "That was even better than the first one I saw. You're were amazing. It was like you and the music was one entity. Are you performing again?" He smiled at her as his hand caressed her long white hair.
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OOC: I love to dance, but only for fun
IC:Mia as he caressed her hair. "No, I'm afraid thats all for today unless I have my days wrong," she said to him as she pulled her black veil off and tied the bowa around her waist. "If its the middle of the week then I dance again, but if its not I only dance once."
IC:Mia as he caressed her hair. "No, I'm afraid thats all for today unless I have my days wrong," she said to him as she pulled her black veil off and tied the bowa around her waist. "If its the middle of the week then I dance again, but if its not I only dance once."
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She smiled at him. "Take this make up off first," she said, uncomfortable with her painted blackish blue lips. She slipped an arm around his waist.
As they exited the tent they ran head long into a tall heavily muscular form with a black leathery cloak draped around his body.
Mia stopped in her tracks, pulling Bejei back with her as her eyes connected with the red orbs of Dryden.
He stood there expressionless as his eyes stared into the mysterious miss-matched eyes. He hated to admit the fact they were beautiful, since beauty was something he despised.
For a moment he did nothing and Mia seemed caught up in his eyes until he broke the connection by glancing at Bejei's arm around her shoulders and her arm around his waist.
He smirked slightly, turning to walk away. This should get interesting... he thought.
As they exited the tent they ran head long into a tall heavily muscular form with a black leathery cloak draped around his body.
Mia stopped in her tracks, pulling Bejei back with her as her eyes connected with the red orbs of Dryden.
He stood there expressionless as his eyes stared into the mysterious miss-matched eyes. He hated to admit the fact they were beautiful, since beauty was something he despised.
For a moment he did nothing and Mia seemed caught up in his eyes until he broke the connection by glancing at Bejei's arm around her shoulders and her arm around his waist.
He smirked slightly, turning to walk away. This should get interesting... he thought.
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Bejei felt Mia's arms wrapped around his waist as they headed out of the large tent. When they got outside, he didn't expect to meet someone there. It seemed like the muscular hooded individual was waiting for something or someone. For that split second, he thought the man was staring at his girlfriend, and it seemed she was staring back at him. Strange?
"Lets go Mia." He whispered to her as he slightly pulled her along.
Although, he witnessed what happened, he didn't think much of the man. He thought it was merely a fan, trying to get a better look at the star dancer. He pushed it aside as he kissed Mia on the cheek as they continued to her tent.
"Lets go Mia." He whispered to her as he slightly pulled her along.
Although, he witnessed what happened, he didn't think much of the man. He thought it was merely a fan, trying to get a better look at the star dancer. He pushed it aside as he kissed Mia on the cheek as they continued to her tent.
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Mia looked at Bejei. "That was odd," she said and laughed. "He seemed very strange didn't he." She said, glancing back in his direction, but he was no where to be seen....
That woman... Dryden thought. The way she danced... It was mesmerizing... Dryden leaned against a pole, looking at the strange carnival people as they passed. But, her eyes.... they were so strange...
I must see this woman more...
That woman... Dryden thought. The way she danced... It was mesmerizing... Dryden leaned against a pole, looking at the strange carnival people as they passed. But, her eyes.... they were so strange...
I must see this woman more...