*Lyddie felt a hand on her shoulder and her eyes shifted to face him, merely shaking her head. She didn’t want to tell him about what was going on right now, he didn’t really know…a lot of people knew the story behind her, but Victor, she didn’t think, knew everything. Maybe she didn’t want him to, either, knowing she had an ability to go haywire any moment…alright, so everyone knew that by now…*
Go on, tell him. Let another person in this world feel sorry for you. It’s what you want, isn’t it?
“If you knew…” *she said quietly, trailing off, knowing that now, now she wasn’t going to be able to deny anything.*
((*sighs, sips tea that is starting to taste not-so-geeat* Yersh, Vic, you can keep yer hand XD))
Lyddie H'tarlaw "If I always went back to bed before someone could come up with another brilliant plan to get us expelled, I would've been kicked outta this place ages ago."
Re: Mwha.
Victor looked at her still. He had heard a lot of things about her, a lot of rumors. He hadn't really payed attention to any of them, he didn't like to listen to rumors. Much easier to get the truth from the person. Lyddie's comment tugged at him, he could sense something coming from her. Victor looked her straight in th eyes and said "Well, then tell me."
"There are all kinds of courage. It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends."-Albus Dumbledore
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*Lyddie shifted slightly where she sat, staring at Victor, her eyes blank for a moment beyond the redness. He had just asked her to tell her what the matter was...right out and asked...it wasn't something people did often, if they did at all.*
And this is what makes my daughter weak. She yields too easily. Go on, tell him, I don't care...it won't be any different from telling him before I came back.
"I-I..." *Lyddie paused. How could she tell Victor, knowing Paul was here to listen to her every word. The last time she had tried to speak of this matter with someone...it had led up to their battle and his death, he had been furious...How could Paul treat this like it was ordinary, like any other side conversation she could have. It was as though he was alive again, as if he could hurt her, could do something if she spoke of something she was forbidden not to...*
Why do you hesitate? *he sneered.* Go on, tell him...he wants to know, he probably deserves to know...or are you going to allow yourself to be stuck in limbo for the next ten minutes while you pathetically ponder if he should be able to know what you do?
"It's...It..." *Lyddie buried her face into her hand in aggrivation, turning partially away from him. Paul began to laugh again, and the words that came out of her mouth were dark, cold.*
"You shouldn't ask questions about it, Victor. You wouldn't understand."
Well that's just plain adorable. *Lyddie writhed at his sarcasm, her hand dropping from her face as she shrank further into the corner, her head leaning against the wall.* You're just a right little demon sometimes...
"I'M NOT A DEMON!!" *she shouted angrily, and black power exploded around her as she gave into her rage, the color in her eyes flaring and becoming brighter again, Paul's cackle forever echoing through her head as she let out an angry cry, trying in vain to drown it out, her skin blackening as she pulled the power inside herself again, shivering and balling up in the corner, her eyes fearfully staring at Victor.*
"Get away from me," *she hissed.*
((*sighs* Way too much Disturbed and Linkin Park on that one...))
Lyddie H'tarlaw "If I always went back to bed before someone could come up with another brilliant plan to get us expelled, I would've been kicked outta this place ages ago."
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Victor pulled his hand off her shoulder during her outburst. He was unwilling to budge however, knowing that something was affecting Lyddie, something was making her react this way.
Victor simply looked at her and said "No I won't". Staring directly at her. He wasn't going to move, she wasn't going to push him away and try to deal with this herself.
"There are all kinds of courage. It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends."-Albus Dumbledore
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"I'll kill you..." *Lyddie said miserably, and knew that it was true to an extent. If this continued she would kill, whether she meant to or not. She buried her face in her knees, refusing to look at him, too scared to think something would happen again if she did.*
Oh, so it's too hard with me around? *Paul said.* Forgive me, I didn't realize that suddenly you wanted some sort of remote privacy in your life...
"It always ends that way, I always hurt someone..." *she whispered, a note of sorrow in her voice as she felt another tear running hot down her black cheek.* "Just get away from me, I don't want you to get hurt..."
Lyddie H'tarlaw "If I always went back to bed before someone could come up with another brilliant plan to get us expelled, I would've been kicked outta this place ages ago."
Re: Mwha.
Victor looks at Lyddie, unable to move. "Lyddie, whatever it is that is causing you to be like this, you need to fight it. This isn't you Lyddie. I know you don't want to act like this. FIght it Lyddie, or kill me. Either way, I'm not just going to leave you alone. Everyone needs someone to be there to for them. For support. Thats what I'm doing Lyddie, I want to help you."
Victor stopped and lowered his head, waiting for Lyddie to respond. Wondering what she is going to do, not caring if she decides to hurt him. Knowing that compaired to their situation right now, being dead isn't much of a step down.
"There are all kinds of courage. It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends."-Albus Dumbledore
Re: Mwha.
((*ponders idly* Ya think we can apply your quote to this sorta situation? *pokes it*))
*Lyddie looked up, her tearstained eyes locking on Victor and taking in what words he spoke to her and suddenly feeling oddly childish, as though she didn't fully understand what he was telling her. The silence had creeped to Paul as well, so it seemed, and the aura of him being there, inside her, faded, long enough for her to speak.*
"It's my father," *she said softly, pulling her knees close to her chin again and resting her head on them.* "He's...I can hear him again. And I'm scared." *Lyddie looked up at Victor, tears welling in her eyes as they began to shift to their old gray again, her skin paling once more, her appearance pulling away from the demon she had seemed to be changing to and from since her arrival.*
"I don't want him to get to me again..." *she said.* "I don't want him to hurt me, I don't want him to hurt anyone..." *Lyddie buried her face in her hands, sobbing uncontrollably, the memories of her first term at Hogwarts swimming back to her as though they had only happened yesterday. The pain she had felt in those times, the abuse, the very thought of knowing that Paul was out there, wanting her to fight with him, and he was the only thing left for a family...and he still was...Lyddie didn't hold back on trying to stop her crying, hating herself for sounding like a bitter five-year-old, not knowing the last time she had let herself cry like this...*
Lyddie H'tarlaw "If I always went back to bed before someone could come up with another brilliant plan to get us expelled, I would've been kicked outta this place ages ago."
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Victor raised his head, Lyddie opening up to him finally. He saw the tears in her eyes, and he felt the tug inside of him again. He hated to see her like this. Victor leaned forward, pulling the crying Lyddie to his shoulder, saying to her "Lyddie, I will NEVER let him...or anyone for that matter, hurt you. If your father thinks he is going to come back and hurt you.....He will have to go through me first. And no matter what he may think, that won't be an easy thing to do."
Victor thought about what he had just said, it was all true. He would easily risk his life for one of his friends. There wasn't any debating about it, he would stand up to Lyddie's father, if or when he ever came after Lyddie. But there was something else...something that seemed a bit different when he said this to Lyddie. There was a feeling there that was a bit odd to Vic. A small spot in Vic's head was wondering if there was more to his words than what he had said. Blocking that part out and returning to the present time, Victor continued to comfort Lyddie.
"There are all kinds of courage. It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends."-Albus Dumbledore
Guild Mancer A Rouge Mancer A Realm Ripper Scary Ass Snake Woman
Posts: 9
(3/24/02 8:16 pm)
Re: Mwha.
The soft thudding of boots wafted through the damp air of the cave, long bouncing shadows played eerily across the rocky walls as figures entered, five. Four of them tall lean, feminine. 3 of those four snake like.
"We brought them to you master."
"Master, them, we brought to you."
Familiar evil songlike voices spoke, gleeful as ever, hissing softly heard between words.
"We also brought an extra."
"An extra we brought."
"Oh?" A purr left the mouth of another, and a woman stepped forward, her features very distinguishable from the others, clean, smooth, beautiful...normal.
The heels of her calf boots clicked lightly against the stone floor, the slight rustle of her buffalo leather knee length skirt telling the people in the darkened cell something was moving close.
'Click' A small noise being heard, all the torches in the room bursting to life, flames danced and crackled as if they've been on for ages.
A woman knelt down next to the bars. Spiral curled waist length hair tumbled down her thin face, pale green eyes floating over the residents of the cell, a small smirk on her thin finely glossed lips.
"I see the mice have been at play while Aseri was away." The woman commented, her voice harsh, soft, commanding and oddly accented. Almond shaped jade taking in the ruffled appearances of the six captured students. She sighed heavily; looking down at the low cut poet shirt she wore, adjusting the large jade piece of rock that was intricately intertwined with brown rawhide.
"Afaella, Nirassi, Cadylle. Start the ritual." A quick command, her eyes slowly moving up, flashing yellow, before turning back to green. Without another word, Aseri stood, straightening the brown suede skirt she donned, a black holster for a small dagger becoming visible under her arm. She turned on her booted heel and headed swiftly out, the three snake woman she referred to stepping to the side quickly, their heads bowed.
Once out of sight, the woman with the red hair spoke, raising her head and skipping forward, her mouth open, words spilling out, starting a chant, one that was meant to distract the captors somehow. Shortly after the other two joined in, their voices melding, changing, the chant becoming a song, mellow, beautiful in its own right, the sound drifting lazily about the cell, into the students ears, filling their heads with something. Evil.
A dance began, each of the women’s bodies following the rhythm of the song the created, hips swiveling on their joints smoothly, scaled arms waving delicately around, the words they sang not ceasing. The flames in the room roared, orange light bouncing off shiny rippled bodies, the snake dancers moved closer to the cell, one opening the barred doors slinking slowly in.
All the children stood now, transfixed, eyes oddly unfocused as they watched that evil seductive dance, all three entered, dancing around the six. Hands lightly wafting over each, song not ending, they twirled about them scaled fingers touching and roaming bodies, comforting them all.
Slowly they continued with their dance, the words becoming louder, the flames in the room turning a dark green, bursting from time to time with a magical power. The women continued, not ceasing not slowing not becoming tired of the chant as they waited for the effect of the spell to occur.
((Okay……wheeeeeeeeew, you have all just been mentally seduced *grins* Just post your character like in daze and then starting to get evil/crazy/chaotic thoughts. It’s up to you, but they should be like start 'flirting' back with the girls once the spell kicks in. Now how fast it works depends on how strong your character is, but you should all be in a daze thing…*nids idly and shuts up* Have fun. XD))
Edited by: Guild Mancer at: 3/25/02 5:41:45 am
Re: Mwha.
Eclipse sighed outwarldy as Ryleigh began to sit up, his arm staying behind her in case she fell out again. The spell had worked, it looked as though Alex was as good as he said he was.
"We've been kidnapped Ry.." he said to her when she asked what had happened. "You, pip, Me, Vic, loki, and lydz. Crazy eh?" he said trying to make it sound lighter than it really was.
He smiled as she kept herslf at a sitting position, he stood up and folded his arms over his chest, with the action that had gone on in the cell, he was sweating a bit now.
Eclipse turned around quickly as he heard Loki's voice. HE walked over to her and took her into a large hug pressing her as close as he could to himself.
"Yeah hun, everyones pretty much fine." he said to her softly.
"Are you okay?" he asked looking down to her, checking for any burns.
Then at that moment, he heard footsteps. He let his arms unwrap from around Loki's body, and stood directly in front of her, he wasnt going to let them do anything to any of his friends, much less Loki.
There were no voices, voices he recognised as the ones belonging to the the snake things that had brought them here.
He was startled as the tourches around the place sprang to life as a click was heard, and there knealing by the bars was a lady, she did not have the snake features the others did. In fact she was pretty.
She spoke of he and his friends as mice. "Mice?! Who the hell are you lady?! Why the hell are we down here?" he asked extremely angered.
But it was useless she gave no answer, she simply gave a comand to the snake ladies and left.
They began to sing...to sing of all things. What the hell? That is all that ran through eclipse's mind. He wanted to reach through the bars and slap the hell outta one of them, but he couldnt move, he couldnt make himself do anything. All he could do was stand there listen to the enchanting song.
Even when they entered the cell he could do nothing but stare directly in front of him, but his mind told him to attack, nothing doing.
STOP IT! he wanted to scream as they began to touch his chest, arms and neck. He had no shirt on and it felt wrong of them to even come near him.
It was strange, his mind was suddenly telling him not to fight it. To let them touch him, to touch them back. So he reached out. NO! he still had will power left.
Thoughts of killing his younger brother flowed into his head, he pictured himself joining his grandfathers mision to Kill Voldy and take over the wizarding world. He thought of slicing Pippins throught as a from of revenge, and lustfull thoughts of Loki and other girls.
All of these thoughts blitzed his mind, but he wouldnt let them stay. no no no no no no! he faught inside himself to keep his true mindset.
Victor turned when he heard the voices outside the cell. Turning only his head, Lyddie still resting hers on his shoulder, they began their chant. Slowly Victor's head began to cloud. He felt himself standing, not under his own control. Still being able to move his head, he looked around, seeing the rest of them getting up. Then the song took over Victor's mind. Many images began to swirl around in his head, thoughts of getting revenge, thoughts of girls of the school (XD), and other various thoughts of things that weren't Victor at all. He looked around the cell, looking at Eclipse and Peregrin. The thought of zapping them both right now, to show his superiority to the three dancing women. It was almost like another voice was in his head saying "You are stronger than them, you travel faster, you are greater."
(ok so we all know that from now on the stuff said is crazy right? *either way figures Vic is gonna get hurt*)
"There are all kinds of courage. It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends."-Albus Dumbledore
Edited by: Victor Abernathy at: 3/24/02 9:33:23 pm
Re: Mwha.
Ryleigh simply raised an eyebrow at Eclipse, sighing, shaking her head, she looked to Peregrin. He looked, for lack of a better word, pissed. She stood slowly, ready to go to him, calm him down a bit, but was interrupted by the snake 'family' and the woman they called master. She tilted her head slightly still going over to Peregrin curling her tiny hand around his arm.
"What is this...?" She asked slowly, narrowing her eyes at the triplets, gathering the 'extra' was her, seeing as she really had no special powers, just an odd affinity to hex things brutally and with far too much glee. Her blue eyes narrowed further watching the snake trio start to sing and dance, her mind going blurry her vision slipping but her body remaining upright.
Her hand slipped from Peregrin's arm and she blinked slowly.
"W-wha...." Was the only thing that left her mouth as her mind went blank. Ryleigh's eyes opened fully unfocused locked on the three creatures that sung softly to her. She swayed slightly in her spot, her mouth slipping slightly as they neared feeling rough fingers slide up her arm and across her face. She smiled slightly, her eyes slowly following the fingers that trailed her skin, an odd smirk playing on her lips.
As the snake woman left her and moved onto the next, strange surges went through her brain, flashes of fire, death and destruction going on around her. She blinked a moment later, startled a little, staring oddly around, that soft...slightly crazy grin returning as everything focused once again.
Her thin arm curled into Peregrin's again, not knowing if he was under the same spell, not caring, she turned him, her grin widening, her eyes staring wildly at him, her hands came up pulling his face to hers, laughing slightly before she pressed her lips hard against his.
((Crazy, naughty, all the same thing ::laughs:: ))
loki flyteria Someone in deep sh*t
Posts: 9
(3/25/02 1:14 am)
Re: Mwha.
From behind Eclipse Loki heard the women begin there seductive dance, but she did not see them. Transfixed by the chant she stepped out from behind him and watched the suggestive dance movements as they continued to chant.
Weak, injured and mentally unstable after her recent ordeals, Loki's mind was extremely suseptable and almost immediately all rational thought was fenced out by the spell. Loki watched with lust as the women touched one another. She desired nothing more than to be out there with them, to have them run their fingers across her flesh, to do as only they could command.
Unaware of what she was doing, Loki unclasped her effervesent yellow clock and let it tumble, rippling through the air like ocean waves, to the dirty floor. She slowly glided towards them her aching hip forgotten as soon as the song begun. Leting out a suductive squeal of her own, the muscles across her upper back rippled before they were blown appart as a pair of large crystaline wings burst through.
She leant down lower as she reached the bars and ran her fingers across her now shimmering thighs. Every muscle every impulse tunned to perfection and all she wanted to do was there every command. She bit her lip flurtaciously as vivid images of death and distruction played across her mind. She closed her eyes and welcomed them, sighing in extacy.
Slowly the pictures dissapated and she looked up at them, her face now appearing to be covered in a mask from where the feathers and sparkling crystals had grown. She placed her hands on the bars and shock them violently trying to be with them. Suddenly another thought swam through her controlled mind. She span around and pouted sexily at all the occupants of the cell. "I want you," she sighed to no one in particular but to each in turn.
Re: Mwha.
Eclipse had stood there perfectly still even as loki had moved from behind him. His mind was fighting for controll, forcing out the evil thoughts. Forcing Eclipse to stay Eclipse.
But then as Loki went into full faeri form, and began acting as if not more suductive than the snake ladies, he lost controll, watching as she shook the bars violently, turning and expressing her want for someone.
His mind gave in, she looked so beautiful with her skin sparkling all over, her wings doing the same. His eyes which allways, no matter what, in every situation allways carried a carring and happy glint to them turned cold.
They turned fomr a lively swirling gray, into a solid empty gray. His eyes narrowed upon the others in the cell, female and male alike. He would let no one other than himself touch her. Seeing that no one else had made a move, a sly grin spread upon his face.
He steped toward Loki grin never wavering. "The feeling is mutual." even his voice sounded different. What once was a smooth comferting voice had now become harsh, and commanding.
He grabed her waist, looking directlyi into her eyes, pulling her to his chest, not being one bit gentle, but using all the force he had.
Then he pressed his lips to hers, into a passionate kiss, her lowere lip slipping into his.
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Peregrin dragged the orb back to his hand, staring and watching it floating, larger than he had made it, turning at the sound of approach and suddenly grinning very widely...something out there moved, and something out there could die. Eyes a swirling mass of living fire he watched them, unable to attack...unable to reason out why that was and telling himself he was simply waiting for a better shot...torches bursting into full life throughout the cell like area his mind suddenly reeled, headspinning for an instant while senses basked in the feeling of creation.
A small hand, familiar in its touch curled around his arm, turning his head slightly toward Ryleigh, eyes not leaving the strangely seductive women for a while longer before he turned his head away fully and looked at Ryleigh. "I have no clue...prolly voodoo or sommat though..." he muttered darkly to her, turning his head back to them at the sound of a song.
Visions flickering across his mind, visions he already knew, memories rolling through his mind from where they had been buried long ago now. Flooding through him, fire...death, explosions and chaos being spread by his will...by his desire...
Breathing coming faster, that small corner of his mind that had managed to hold out through everything he had been through, the small portion of purely human reason and ration gripping tightly and digging itself in, chest heaving as he dragged breaths deeply in. Standing shock still, his mind screaming at him and his will sliding, caving slowly in on itself, an itch rushing through hsi body, crawling across limbs and thought. Attention pulled as a familiar, loving warmth touched him, pressing hard against his lips and sending a new tingling rush through him, that last portion of resistance bursting through the center, crumbling and collapsing, dying as desire rushed through him, desire he could not deny.
Turning to her, dropping his arms and wrapping them around her waist, pulling her in against him, pressing his mouth against hers almost hungrily, hands travelling, flicking the back of her shirt out from uniform trousers, caressing soft skin firmly and pulling her closer against him, losing himself...visions and memories rushing through him still, growing in the violence he could remember, entire villages erupting into flame, sacrifices thrown into his inferno's to appease him, death rolling across and over the land, destruction erasing those he did not like...or simply those who had displeased him, vexed him...the world was his...anything and everything he wanted was his for the taking, his to determine the right to live...Pompeii had been forced to learn that lesson, serving an example of his wrath, this world was his, this world would learn again the suffering it had long forgotten...shortly at any rate...for now he was just fine. Wrapped in thought and vision as he was, not noticing nor able to stop the tiny flames trailing out from his hands...
"Then you should have died! Died rather than betray your friends" ~Sirius Black~
loki flyteria Someone in deep sh*t
Posts: 10
(3/25/02 3:03 am)
Re: Mwha.
Loki pushed Eclipses body from her violently, teasing him relentlessly with a flick of the tongue across his ajar lips. Her eyes flashed an intense angry green as images of buildings bursting into flames, people's tortured faces as they froze from the inside and the best yet, her friends wreathing in agony as they met her wrath.
I want you....I want you..... the words span round and round in her small mind, tantalising her inner desires. I want you all.... "Dead," She finished the last word forcefull. A devilish grin emblassen across her pale face. "You first lover boy," she pouted flurtaciously at Eclipse, as she ran her fingernails across his bare chest.
She took a step back and placed a finger in her mouth. Now wet with saliva she pulled it from her mouth and conjured a small electric charge. "Now die if you love me" she snarled deviously as the spark flew from her finger towards Eclipse.
Re: Mwha.
Eclipse scowled as Loki pulled away, teasing him one last time as she flicked her tounge across his lips. He stood back grinning. dead he thought….”Dead..” he said grinning, not at the word, but at her own grin.
“Simply beautiful.” He murmured his voice cold, as she ran her fingernails across his chest. Watching as she stood back and placed her finger to her wet lips. “Die..?” he questioned as she created the electric charge. “For love? “
Normally Eclipse would have taken that charge to the chest, to prove that he loved her with a passion, he would have taken a million of them. But now…….
“How idiotic!” he spat at her taking a step to the side letting the charge fly past him.
Then violently he reached out, grabbing her still out stretched arm by the wrist. His empty eyes stared into hers devious and hate filled ones. “And who said I was in love with you?” he asked in his new demanding voice.
Then slowly he reaches up grabbing her chin, pulling her in for yet another kiss, his tounge slipping from his mouth, between her lips until it was caressing her own tounge.
Then he let go quickly and ducked, rolling backwards and back into a standing position, as the electrical charge ricocheted off the back wall and was now hurtling at its creator.
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A laugh escaped Ryleigh's busied lips, her back arching at the touch of Peregrin's hand, feeling the heat leaving his fingers, glinding up her skin, a welcomed feeling, the sensation spurring her on.
Thin fingers slid up Peregrin's neck, curling tightly into jet black hair, she pressed her small frame further onto his, her tongue flicking out to play. Pulling back to breath, Ryleigh;'s lips relocated to the skin of his neck, blue eyes catching the episode between Eclipse and Loki. She laughed slightly, biting down a bit on bare flesh,arms and hands still curled around her object of desire.
Re: Mwha.
((What do you people DO when I’m sleeping…))
"I don’t know what I’m going to do…" *Lyddie whispered into Victor’s shoulder, still crying, her arms wrapping around his neck gently, the tears disappearing into his shirt only to have more come. She couldn’t hear what Paul was saying to her, nor did she care…but her head turned idly at the sound of someone’s approach, and Lyddie ceased her sobs, the tears still running down her cheeks but not a word sliding from her lips. Her chin trembled, and she recognized four of them immediately…the snake women, the red-haired one being her kidnapper…*
What are they doing… *Lyddie thought, too frightened now to speak the words on her own.*
Let them be. They’re going to make this better. *Paul’s dark croon brought no comfort to Lyddie as her eyes followed them, ears listening intently but fearfully to their song. That song…the way they moved…Lyddie wanted to resist it, but she couldn’t and she found herself slowly beginning to pull away from Victor’s grip…that’s what it was, not a hug, just a grip on her…and standing her own, the tearstains fading from her face, the streaks made from her dark makeup melting into her skin. So pale, it nearly reached a white, shimmering slightly as power ran under it. She remembered the last time she had found herself like this…darkened lips curled into a tempting smile, hair spilling down her back to her waist, a length it hadn’t reached for so long, tousled and almost curled in place due to the lack of care it had received in the last day or more…her pupils largened, a dark, wanting look in her gray eyes, a shock of red in the irises. A slim, sharp-nailed hand reached up to pull away a bloodstained bandage on her forehead, revealing nothing, not so much as a scar from the wound that had been there moments ago. No longer a frightened, cowering child, but a girl, Drow and beautiful to almost a macabre extent…Lyddie twisted her red locks around one of her fingers, coming close to Victor again, the other arm wrapping around his neck, fingers running through his hair, lips touching his in a deep kiss, a hand gripping his shoulders tightly. She pulled her mouth away from his for a moment.*
" You want this…" *she crooned softly, spilling kisses down his neck, her hands crawling down his sides and wrapping around his waist, the laughter that ran through her head and an urge to prove herself, to show what powers she held, intoxicating her mind further, the kisses growing deeper, waiting for him to respond…*
Lyddie H'tarlaw "If I always went back to bed before someone could come up with another brilliant plan to get us expelled, I would've been kicked outta this place ages ago."
Re: Mwha.
(whatever it is, they do it while I sleep too )
Victor's mind continued to fill with images of death and destruction. Images of Victor standing over crowds of people, all of them bowing to him. Victor saw himself, charging with lightning and lifting his hands to the sky. A true God he was. Then his mind brought Peregrin and Eclipse in again. It reminded him how they both possesed abilites that were close to his, close but not as powerful. The would never be as powerful as Victor was, and he needed to prove that by destroying both of them. This thought however woke up the small part of Victor that was still sane. It said to him, "Wait, Peregrin and Eclipse are you friends, you don't want to hurt them". Victor's mind was battling itself now, the sane part trying to push all the violent images out. Victor was able to gain control of his body for a bit, raising his arms to his ears to cover the sound. No longer hearing the chant, Victor's mind cleared.
This ended however when Lyddie kissed him. The minute that her lips touched his, Victor lost contol again.. The suprise of his had caused him to release his arms from his ears, and then the chant had returned and had taken that opportunity to kick his lust into overdrive. Victor returned the kiss, his arms wrapping themselves around Lyddie's waist. She paused pulling her lips away from his, whispering "You want this". Victor stared at her, she was so beautiful, so sexy, so...tempting. Victor leaned in and kissed her again, holding her body against his. Then he started to slowly kiss her neck, never lingering in the same spot more than a few seconds. He then returned to her lips, passionately kissing her. Finally he stopped, bringing his head back and said quietly, "I beileve it is you who wants me".
"There are all kinds of courage. It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends."-Albus Dumbledore Edited by: Victor Abernathy at: 3/25/02 12:48:06 pm
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