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Re: Whispers In the Dark [closed]
« on: November 17, 2012, 02:41:48 am »
Her head turned to the shadows, and she smiled. Alone as she was, her face was far more mobile. Moreso that she typically allowed it to be around anyone, even the lord she served. But here? In her home, and alone? In these environs, she could be pleased and show it.

That smile changed her face from it's serene and placid lines. The pleasure in that smile made her face radiant, like she'd been lit from within. Her white teeth flashed , yet she began moving once again. Water cleaned, and set to rights, the petite priestess stoked the flames as she shivered slightly. It was cold, and she'd managed to get damp in the downfall of snow.

With a show of power she normally wouldn't, the bathtub appeared, and hot water found it's way into it with another gesture. Her robe came to her hand, thrown across the chair. The tub sits before the fire. Her knowing hand unknotted the obi around her waist, disrobing. All together, it might have taken her two minutes to prepare her bath.

The honeysuckle and jasmine filtered into the air from the steaming water. She gave a gesture, muting the sounds of her bathing, but not her voice. "I am delighted that you approve of this course of action, my lord. I thought that she might make an ideal recruit. I would ask you if I might take her for my pet. I...have always wanted a fire dragon for a loyal companion."

She couldn't have known, but she unknowingly had plied the use of her eyes, the large lilac orbs wistful as she spoke. She'd looked unerringly at the shadow, though she knew he could not see. Now bare, she'd stepped into the tub, and sunk into the warmth of the water. Her skin visibly pebbled in gooseflesh, and she chattered briefly, silently. Her grace of movement barely made a disturbance in the water, and therefore barely a sound.

She lifted her slender leg, a dainty foot moving from the water as she inspected something on the foot, likely a cut or bruise of some sort, wrought during her wanderings. As she moves, she listens for her lord's answer.
Name: Aska
Age: appears to be in her very early 20's
Gender: Female


"I wished on the seven sisters. Bring to me wisdom of age. All that's locked within the book of secrets. I longed for the knowledge of the sage...So the sisters smiled to themselves, and they whispered as they shown. And it was from that very instant, I knew I would never be alone."

"It's true. We're all a little insane. But it's so clear, now that I am unchained. Fear is only in our minds, taking over all the time...You poor, sweet, innocent thing, dry your eyes, and testify. You know you live to break me. Don't deny, sweet sacrifice."

"You're such an inspiration for the ways that I will never, ever choose to be. Oh, so many ways for me to show you how your savior has abandoned you...Still you pray, never stray, never taste of the fruit, and you never thought to question why. It's not like you killed someone. Not like you drove a hateful spear into his side. Praise the one who left you broken down and paralyzed. He did it all for you."

"When you scream, it sounds like a lullaby. When you beg, I get all gooey inside. Tonight, I take your eyes, mind and tongue to spread the word and watch your kingdom come... Once upon a time, I ripped the wings from my spine. But when I hide inside your eyes, I still pretend that I can fly. Tell me every secret, so you can fall in love, then fall to pieces. I need new voices in my head..I need new lovers in my bed to feed my secret appetites. I need your scent all over me. I need to taste this tragedy. I need to know with certainty that the nectar was worth the squeeze. It's just the way that we're deceived. It's the blame that stains us. This, this sweetest disease is so contagious."