Shattered Dreams

Abandonment

2010-02-20T15:26:00.000-08:00

She stood there looking down from the window, the stretch of darkness going as far as the eyes could see. There were flickers of light on the horizon, a storm approaching slowly, perhaps signifying her own emotions bubbling just below the surface. The desire to turn and look back at the room now less filled made her heart clench up, things missing but other things lingered to bring her down into the pit of despair. His smell permitted the chambers, the memories of leather and blood. The scent of lands he'd been to..all she had now were gifts and memories left behind, things that made her eyes tear up and burn as she fights to keep them from spilling any more as she lifted her chin and clenched her jaw in the war of raw emotions.

What she lost, others flocked to shelter her, keep her from spilling into that pit. But it wasn't the same. Her heart had left her, the pain making her ill by now at her loss. Sacrifices in the end were meaningless, even the latest one of leaving Obsidian and all those friends she'd kept secret. Those same friends that constantly made an effort to check on her...

A warmth come up behind her and then arms, multiple one's as her children came and embraced her behind. She was so much smaller then her own children..her son had grown tall like his father but kept the lankiness of her own stature..her daughter was adorably plump and reminded her of her mother at times. Though it brought a smile to her lips, the tears were set free and spilled like a river as she started shaking uncontrollably to fight not to cry infront of them. Not to show weakness so that they could be always strong where as she was weak willed..always emotional. That curse that finally caused him to leave...what would she do now, that she was once more on her own? Though there were many around she still felt alone, that one thing that made her feel alive..safe...happy....It was all gone.

The tug of many arms pulled her away from the window and she allowed them to guide her away, her children putting her to bed with herbs that would help her sleep. Watching over their mother.

Stolen Moments

2009-09-29T05:03:00.000-07:00

How many times has she slipped in to find it empty. The memories of the building bringing up her past, both good and bad. Now, its become her haven once more and she keeps to the place more often then not. Hovering near the windows or just outside on the porch, a small cold presence on the stoop that watches the streets and activities outside the library. She'll listen to the blaring music coming from Haven itself but less and less time she goes there. She'll wander the streets alone and see faces familiar and new alike, blurring as she continues on as some specter. Her thoughts are always a jumble now a days but she doesn't seem distraught or sad as she had in the past. She holds no more of that loneliness she battled back in the Coven.

Adjusting to the newness of belonging in something didn't take too long either. There were good people there that she could learn to trust and then there are those that come and go that she harbors distrust and indifference to. And though she is unable to be there as she had or as much as she'd like, she still attends what she could to make a place for her. She's in no hurry to rise up any further where she is. Or to show that what she was so diligently taught. More then just blood, sweat and tears under the tutaliage of her father and family. Its good to be the daughter of a demon that has no true form. Her regenerative properties has grown astounding and she was able to reform lost limbs and heal with ease. The pregnacies giving her so much hope and love; her two children bringing her such joy, for someone that thought never to have any. To ever let anyone knock her up. But she had loved those moments, the life growing within her, the power they would be born from her very being...she could only hope that they would do well.

The Shadow Lands is where she thrived most. Her children grew quickly. She was always amazed to see her youngest running by, nearly as tall as she and already beginning to mature..soon she would be bred and produce a stronger brood of offspring. Her eldest she wonders if he has already begun to plant his seed within the women he bedded...Her Rowan..Her strength. He was so like her in appearance with his father's dark hair and deep eyes to contrast. Soah..how she looked more like her father then herself. It brought a smile to her lips because they begun to look older then her it seemed day by day.

There's a sound and she feels heat at her cool back, a smile coming to her lips as strong, thickly muscled arms come around her in an embrace that nearly stops her breathing, but its a welcomed thing that she always craves and receives in full. Leaning back, she lets him support her, the Darkness that she guides with her Light. This is what its like to be happy finally. To feel loved and not having to worry about being abandoned any longer. Never having to worry of loosing her Love to another.

Childrens' Grammar is so Kewt!

2009-08-27T20:35:00.000-07:00

Small feet come running from the next room, the soft patter proving the individual bare footed. Neri blinks and looks up from the paper work strewn out infront of her, the gown tugged up around her knees to let her legs enjoy the coolness hitting over her shin after a long day in the heat. Even as cold as she is, she still reacted badly to the heat even as she had when she was breathing. A yawn escaping, she searches the one that entered her chamber and smiles to see a small white head where curled bounced down their back and around round cheeks. The smile on the child's face was infectious and she couldn't help but shower kisses upon their upturned face while she cups between her small cool hands. "And why are ya not in bed? Hmmmm? " She whispers softly as she sits back and slips her hands under the child's arms to lift up into her lap and cuddle close to her, running talon tipped fingers through the snowy white mane that rivals her own nearly. "Pappa said could stay up!"

Neri lifts a brow and ends up laughing. "He did did he?" A nod is given in response, the giggles coming from the child making her laugh all the more. " Well, I'm your mother and I said no." She taps her child's nose tip and smiles lovingly. " Its bed time for both of us. I have a lotta stuff to do tomorrow and you've been up all day without a nap too. Your grandpa is spoilin' you rotten." The lower lip thrusts out as they look to her and gives those huge puppy dog eyes that could make any heart melt but she's learned the game and just shakes her head with a soft laugh again. " Sorry, baby doll. Its bed time for us both. " The whimper goes on deaf ears as Neri lifts her child up into her arms and carries them to their own room, tucking snuggly into the bed and covering her precious in for the night.

"Can help momma tomowwo?" She turns the light down so that there was only a gentle glow in the room and looks over as she strokes hair from the pale brow. " Of course you can, baby doll. But only if ya promise not to draw on the blue prints. Pappa got mad the last time." She bends down to kiss her child on the forehead as a giggle erupts and gives a nod. "Pwammous, mommy."

She ends up chuckling and gives a sleepy sigh. "Nini precious." Neri gives another kiss to her offspring and gets up to leave the room even as the child's eyes begin to droop, heading for her own room to get some shut eye.

The Smart Way to Kidnap a Demon?

2009-08-23T13:41:00.000-07:00

17 Nexen: Oooh, Miss Felice *bows her torso deeply, hands folded in front of her skirt*

Felice bows gently to 17, "How are you 17, it seems like so long since I have seen you here... not got caught in any closets have we?"

17 Nexen: No closets no Miss. this one ran out of power while on an errand and it took some time before someone came to this one's aid Miss. But she is fully functional again now and back to her duties *she nods her head politely*

Felice shakes her head slowly, "I hope you will take better care of yourself in the future 17, perhaps we might arrange something with the Continuum to keep you running more smoothely."

17 Nexen: This one was helped by them once before. they are very skilled. it would be a good idea Miss. They designed an additional suit in case this one were to end up on hostile situations.

Felice tilts her head curiously, "IS that so, what does this suit entail? I will have to ask them to write up a bill for Denny...." she says rubbing her chin slowly.

17 Nexen: It is merely a protective armor in their own style and design. 17 was attacked when she first set foot on this city and one of the Continuum came to her aid. and made the armor for her protection to reach somewhere safe. Then this one arrived in the library *she smiles warmly*

Felice nods slowly understanding, "Ahhh.... and we are very greatful to have you here 17. I assume you recieved your duties and have been following them to the best of your ability? Or am I incorrect?"

17 Nexen: This one is doing her best to keep everything in order Miss. This one was jsut finishing up on her duties for today by polishing the chess set. But then Sir Masukami arrived and talked to 17. And this one escorted him to the church.

17 Nexen: After which this one travelled to the south district to look for any problems that might occur there.

17 Nexen: Oh, greetings Miss *she bows deeply as she folds her hands in front of her skirt. nodding deeply towards Nerissa*

Felice asks, "Did you enjoy your time with Denny?" nods gently as she sees Nerissa, "Ah Nerissa, I do not think you have met 17, she is our librarian on duty most often when she is here and tidies when others are on errands."

17 Nexen: He is very kind and interesting, yes Miss Felicia. it was very interesting to see him pray. Though.. 17 is slightly concerned as he seemed to be very distracted while he travelled to the southern area Miss.

Nerissa holds against herself a folder containing some paperwork, looking tired and withdrawn, and not wanting to interrupt. She looks up over to the pink clad female with a shake of her head. "No. Its the first time. Hallo, 17.." She looks to Felice apologetically. "Just wanted to give ya this.." SHe holds it out to her

17 Nexen looks at Nerissa and closes her large eyes and smiles warmly

Felice takes up her stack of papers and nods, "This is very fruitful of you Nerissa, thank you." she holds them to her chest a bit protectively looking down at them. "17 this is Nerissa, a fairly recent addition to the library."

17 Nexen: it is always a pleasure to welcome and meet any members of the library. Welcome Miss Nerissa. 17 would be very honored to help you with anything you might require here Miss Nerissa *nods her head politely with closed eyes and a kind smile*

Neri smiles. "Actually, I've been around these parts for a very long time..I've known Denethorn a long time too."

Felice looks over Nerissa's shoulder seeing Ada, "Hello Ada, lovely to see you here, how are you?"

Ada smiles and waves hello to felice"Hello Felice"moving in closer...

Nerissa Dae shifts on the steps to look back behind her.

17 Nexen bows deeply to Ada and smiles warmly "welcome to the library Miss. Please enjoy your stay"

Ada nods to her "Thank you"

Nerissa tries not to look so frightful and licks at the dried blood on her skin while she chews at her lips. "I'll go ...sort books.." She makes an excuse to give them privacy. Most likely she'll just be buried nose deep in one when she finds something.

Felice eye glint gently looking down to Ada once more, "Any change in your life that might be ground breaking?" she says clasping her hands tightly and holding her breath.

Felice watches Nerissa and nods gently, "That suits me well..."

Ada steps closer...

Ada, shifting her eyes back to Felice, tells her, "Oh i just wanted to give you the information i said i would bring back"...reaches into her pocket pulling out a peice of paper handing it to Felice.."sorry it took some time to get it back to you"

Felice shakes her head and accepts the paper looking at it approvingly, "Certainly not... I asked you to take your time and you have if you feel it is sufficiently filled out..." she states witha gentle nod. "Denny and I will review it very soon and see where we might place you." she says gently.

17 Nexen looks between the two ladies and smiles. Folding her hands together then looking to Felicia "should this one continue her duties and give you two some privacy Miss Felicia?

Felice bows gently, "Felice 17, just Felice.... and you may either attend to your duties or travel about if you like. It sounded as though you were enjoying your experiences outside."

Ada nods "I did give him a copy of it...but i gave it to you as well..I did say i would hand it in to you "

Nerissa Dae can be heard singing from somewhere in the rows of books, a sweet innocent tone from the small demon. Its an old tone and holds a folkish sound to it though the lyrics seem distorted or in some odd language.

Felice bows deeply, "And for simply the pleasure of your company, even for a few moments, is my own reward." she says softly. "How ever I do have an appointment that I should keep."

17 Nexen bows her head slowly "as you wish M.. Felicia."pauses a moment and then looks towards nerissa with a smile on her lips. Then moves to the chess set

17 Nexen reaches down and takes a small cloth from the rim of her stocking. Then takes a black bishop and starts to polish the chesspiece

Ada smiles softly to her"Well i will take my leave ..thank you again for your time Felice..it was good to see you again"

Felice nods gently to her, "It is a pleasure to see you are well still in health Ada."

17 Nexen polishes the black bisshop untill it's nice and shiny. she bends over and places the bisschop back in it's place and takes up the queen.

Ada Habana nods and smiles onces more befor she turns and walks out ...

Felice Nightfire glances over her should and turns, "I will be at the hospital if I am needed." she states before moving to the door.

17 Nexen: yes Felicia. Are you alright? *tilts her head*

Felice nods gently, "I am quite well... I just have some business there to attend to. I must restock our supplies before they are all taken. Supplies have been cut short recently, coming in from the mainland."

17 Nexen smiles and nods "Please be well Felicia, and have a lovely day."

Ner pulls another book down after replacing the one she had beforehand, still singing to herself quietly, while she sways side to side lazily, tail sweeping counter her movement.

Felice bows gently to her, "You as well 17, take care Nerissa." she calls over to her, seeming content as she sees Nerissa and 17 seeming so pleasent.

17 Nexen goes back to polishing the chess set. She picks up piece after piece and polishes them all untill they all look nice and shiny

Sister Luna lands silently on the balcony and without a sound makes her way to the railing to look down

17 Nexen rubs her cloth over the black pieces. Polishing them one by one as she hums a soft playful tune.

Sister Luna seeing the woman in pink..but not the target she leans over so she is almost hanging upside down, and finally spots her target in a row of book cases...pulls herself up and silently makes her way to the stairs and starts down

Nerissa Dae seems to of found something to finally focus on while she thinks, the song she speaks growing softer and without though itself as she slowly turns page after page.

17 Nexen sets the piece back down and takes up an ivory white rook. She looks at it from all sides a few times and starts to polish it as she smiles at the piece.

Sister Luna stops to make sure the woman in pink still has her back to her...rather then risking a squeeky stair she swings herself over the railing and lands soundlessly on her feet again

Nerissa Dae frowns to herself as her eyes passes over the page, the coal blackness of her gaze just a glistening of wetness that passages over words. She hasn't stopped her singing and it gains some more passion to it as she becomes thoroughly engrossed in her reading. Her one true passion, she could become lost in the pages for hours.

Sister Luna keeping her eye on the lady in pink she softly moves to the book case, peeking around to see that the targets back is toward her

17 Nexen holds the ivory rook up again, looking at it again from all sides and polishes it a bit more before setting it down and picking up the next piece. bending down each time she switches the pieces, making her skirt shift each time. Then standing back up and brushing her skirt down with ehr free hand before starting to polish the next piece

Nalysia Bellah 20 reaches into her pocket...but sees someone coming in the west door and dips back into the shadows

Keaton Foehammer looks at the strange woman...polishing the chess pieces?

Keaton Foehammer: Make sure to clean the ivory queen twice...K likes to sneak in here and stick it in his mouth.

17 Nexen turns around slowly and smiles warmly. Bowing her head politely at the man "Welcoem Sir, and please enjoy your stay in the library Sir. Oh, and yes. this one is making sure all chess pieces are nice and clean.

Keaton Foehammer: Yeah like I said...Ivory queen, twice...bleach it even...K has herpes...don't want t' spead that.

17 Nexen blinks her large eyes and then looks back down to the chess pieces, the ivory queen in particular*

Keaton Foehammer: ...I'll be on my way...time to get drunk,.

17 Nexen picks the ivory queen up and looks at it curiously

Sister Luna holds her breath waiting ...waiting for the two to finish their conversation

17 Nexen looks at the ivory queen curiously. Herpes?... *ponders as she looks at the queen more closely*

Nerissa Dae absently hears voices but she seems not to be paying attention to it, shifting her weight from boot to boot with a yawn that stops her singing. She mutters something under her breath and pushes her glasses up as she concentrates harder on the book, shoving everything but the words on the page away from her thoughts.

Sister Luna waits a few moments after the man leaves and the lady turns back around ...peers through the books to see where her target is...then silently moves forward, the choloriformed soaked rag in her hand...slipping around the bookcase she moves as quickly as she can while remaining silent

Sister Luna coming up behind the target and wrapping an arm around her shoulder to cover her mouth with the rag, wrapping the other tightly around the targets body to keep the arms pinned..

Nerissa Dae has let her guard down completely, turning a deaf ear to her surroundings to the point that not even the crackle of the fire doesn't register.

17 Nexen blinks and ponders. she bends down and places the cloth back into the rim of her stocking. She looks left and right while holding the ivory queen

17 Nexen turns back and walsk up the spiral stairs, still holding the ivory queen in her hands

Sister Luna looks over her shoulder to make sure that the lady in pink hasn't heard anything...

17 Nexen sets the queen on the table and looks around.

17 Nexen: oooh, the hospital will know how to clean this. *giggles*

Nerissa Dae has her hands gripping the book tight as something surrounds her mouth and nose, muffling the sudden growl that rips from the small pale demon. The wash of coldness that explodes from her is numbing and she tries to suck air through the cloth but only comes out pulling in the smell of chloriform into her lungs. She small so it won't take much to make her start to feel dizzy, fingers loosening on the book slowly, as her body begins to grow limp, arm wrapped over her keeping her from crashing to the floor.

17 Nexen jumps down from the balcony. landing in front of the door with a loud metallic clunk. Then standing up slowly again and steps out of the door.

Sister Luna is at first shocked by the bitter cold coming from the targets body, but her cloak buffers some of it...when she feels the body start to go limp her eyes widden as she sees the book about to fall to the ground...lifting her foot she some how manages to catch the book on her foot before it hits the floor...letting out a soft sigh she waits long enough to make sure the target is out...then brings the rag from her mouth, and turns her to lean over one shoulder...reaching down she grabs the book from her boot, and lays it on a shelf

Sister Luna is about to move the woman but hears a loud clunk...but waits and hears the person walk out the door..."finally some luch" she whispers then pulls out her bag and pulls it over the targets head "i think its time i invest in a blindfold..."...then pauses again hearing someone walk in

Sister Luna grumbles something about the library never having this many people coming in and out and picking a better spot next time

Sister Luna lifts the unconscience woman over her shoulder, moving to the end of the shelves and look around to see if anyone else is there, not seeing anyone she heads out the door

Nerissa Dae oddly doesn't weigh much, the small leathery wings sagging at her back, tail totally still for the first time, as she's held in place. The demon was totally knocked out, each breath frosting the air now that the cloth was removed, and Neri's chest barely rose in her state of unconsciousness.

Father Twilight sighs and shakes his head, "Luna how will they take us seirously when they have that bag over their head?"
Sister Luna grumbles something about getting a damn elevator as she softly lays the woman on the floor...holding up a hand to stop anyone from speaking "I know i know, you don't liked them knocked up but not much of a choice with kidnapping a demon from a public building often visited by assholes"

Sister Luna: they don't see the bag thats over their own head

Sister Dementia turns to Father Twilight, "They do not know what is on the face of it Father, it should hardly matter now...." she looks down to Nerissa shaking her head, "What works will work in times of need Luna..."

Father Twilight grunts, "And how coherent is she this time?"

Sister Luna looks to Sister Dementia with a slight bow "thank you"

Nerissa Dae is like a rag doll then a sack of potatos as she's set down, long tail wrapped around her stocking clad leg loosely.

Sister Dementia crosses her arms more tightly looking down at her, "Perhaps the hand of a God might help her now Father..."

Father Twilight sighs and waves his hand, "Wake her...."

Sister Luna shrugs "i tried chloriform...ever done that before..."...scratches her chin trying to remember how to wake someone after using that drug..

Father Twilight grumbles, "oh dear lord...."

Sister Dementia nods and reaches into her cloak, pulling out a vial, "Smelling salts Luna." she says holding it out to her.

Sister Luna nods "ah yeah..thats it..." taking the vial and removing the cap before kneeling down and removing the bag from Neri's head...holding the vial under the demons nose

Sister Luna: "come on sleeping icicly time to wake up"

Father Twilight waits patiently for Nerissa to awaken....

Nerissa Dae is fairly quick to react to the smell under her nose, sluggish mind more animalistic for the moment that she growls out as the snowy white mane spills around the stooped shoulders. Its the demon that says something nasty under her breath, something that follows the lines of 'fuckers' before pushing herself up a bit more slowly.

Father Twilight looks down at Nerissa and then turn to Luna, "Bring her before me...." he commands before his eyes shoot back to the demoness...

Sister Dementia tilts her head looking down at her, "Hmm... fire and ice, an incredible combination..." she says moving a bit closer to Brother Liberabit.

Sister Luna keeps her gloved hand within her cloak as she reaches out and takes hold of the demons arm..moving her foward toward the big guy

Nerissa Dae jerks her eyes to one dark figure to the next, suddenly dropping any show of emotion as a defense, the coldness that radiates still numbing. She tenses up as she's pretty much dragged forward because she refused to get up at first before she finally pushes to her feet to stand on her own.

Sister Luna drops her hand from the demons arm before the cold causes her teeth to start chattering

Father Twilight eyes the demoness with a hint of respect, "Nerissa Lynn Dae....." he begins in a commanding tone, "You have been brought before this order to determine whether you are worthy to seek that which is hidden or if the ground below this window is more suited for this talents..... you shall be judged by your peers before you, you have no choice or say in this...." he then turns to the group, "Speak now or forever hold your peace, Brothers and Sisters...."

Nerissa Dae is tense but oddly silent as she draws in deep breaths through her nose to pull in fresh air, as much as one can get in this city, and clear her head. She peers straight ahead at the one that seems to be the leader, all still in her but for the tail that moves on its own accord if not somewhat violent.

Brother LIberabit simply nods, the exaggerated sway of his cloak adding an exclamation point to the gesture, "She has been observed. I vote, Aye."

Sister Dementia tilts her head holding up her hand as she watches Father Twilight, keeping silent.

Sister Luna also watches Father Twilight...waiting to see if she should cast her vote yet

Sister Dementia looks to Luna, nodding for her to continue the ceremony.

Father Twilight motions to continue

Sister Luna nods in both understanding it is alright to continue and in agreement "I believe she will make a fine sister"

Father Twilight turns to Dementia, "sister?"

Sister Dementia looks to Nerissa slowly, "While your chill will never come as a warmth to this city, if you can use you powers of persuasion as you have in your past I think you will work well with us." she turns to Father Twilight, "Aye."

Nerissa Dae 's head tilts subtly to each one that speaks. There's no doubt that she's listening, the guarded lax features still holding nothing of what goes on in that small demoness' head. But through it all, she remained looking ahead at theone infront of her.

Father Twilight looks down at the demoness and speaks, "Your short...." he says, "Luna, the mighty oak next to you, makes you look even tinier, yer glasses are big.... yer tail a tad bit out of control..... your cold... damn cold...." he murmurs and then begins to remove his hood and mask.....

Father Twilight grins as he removes the mask and looks on at Nerissa, "I could not ask for a closer or more trusted friend to be by my side..." he says and raises his right hand, "Aye, let her in...."

Sister Dementia follows suit and tugs at her own hood, letting it fall behind her as she tugs down on her scarf, pulling away her own mask and shaking out her hair.

Each thing spoken she just remains standing. Watching. Neri doesn't show much of anything until the things come off to expose the speaker and she looks like she suddenly has the desire to shove him out of the window behind him. She tenses up and then forces herself to relax once more and mutters. "Shit head...I coulda killed her.." She jerks a thumb to the one on her right.

Sister Luna chuckles as she reaches up and pulls back her hood, letting her white hair spill out and removes her mask

He grunts, Neri giving him a dirty look, "She can take care of herself, Lil Demoness...."

Felice nods gently, "It is a pleasure to have you up here as well now Nerissa." she states, pushing her hand under her cloak once more, looking a bit more calm as she pulls a needle from it.

Nerissa Dae takes a few more deep breaths and the relief in her face damn well near puts her in tears. But she is clear eyed from what one can tell and murmurs, "Thanks. to each." Words holding respect, that relief again.

The leader sighs, "Sorry for the scare, but it's really the only way we can drag ya off without causin' too much shit for us...."

Nalysia looks down to Nerissa..."you're friggin cold has hell, if i'd have known you'd be freezind i'd have worn my thermal undies"

Nerissa nods at Denny and looks up at Nalysia, just a small smile creeping to her lips. "Sorry..its what happens when I loose control of myself.."

Felice steps forward, needle in hand. "This is our darkest deepest secret Nerissa. We use secret names, hide out faces, and require insurance." she says gesturing to the needle in her hand.

Nerissa looks to Felice and eyes the needle with a small crease between her brow. "Its for the best I would think..its not like I've not done it before." She tells her and looks around the group again.

Nerissa Dae , again, looks at Felice and the object in her hand. "..What's that for?.." She asks.

Den grunts, "She wants to put the security precaution in ya...."

Felice nods gently, "Should you fall from our light, these dealings will only seem like a dream. There is a device which will release a serum in you when activated. All harmless." she assures her as she tugs off one glove, "It is for our safety." she states, "If you would hold out your arm."

Nerissa Dae makes a face that borders on comical. But not as much as the damn bag she was made to wear. She bites her lip and there's that small fear showing for some reason before she lifts her bared arm out to Felice.

Felice runs her fingers over the spot of her arm, using a brief bit of energy to sterilize before she holds the needle to her skin, "Just a pinch." she says as she pushes the needle to her, watching the skin carfully.

Nerissa Dae 's brows draw down as she watches, her skin showing a hint of sparkle like diamond dust right where Felice 'cleansed' the area, her body reacting to the use of power. Those large black eyes watching as the needle is pushed into the tone arm, skin easily giving around it.

Felice pushes the plunger of the needle down, depositing its contents into her. "We have all chosen our sister and brotherhood names." she speaks quietly as she withdraws the needle back carfully. Her thumb rubs again over the spot, as if rubbing away a stain, again using her power to seal the puncture wound. "I am known here as Sister Dementia." she states.

Nalysia says, "And I am Luna...but it has nothing to do with the fact that im Loony"

Nerissa Dae pulls away from the healing and makes a tiny sound of protest to worry about such a small thing with her. She glances over to Nalysia. " Yet to see that..yet." She tells her jokingly and then looks at the other guy she's only seen in passing before.

Rivers Magic drops his hood and says, with a slight bow, "Brother LIberabit."

Denenthorn Masukami grins as he pulls forth a new hood, cloak, and mask from the folds of his own robes and holds them before Nerissa, "I am Father Thaddeus Twilight of the Seekers....."

Felice looks up to Nerissa to her pulling away, "I am sorry Nerissa... I thought such a little thing would not bother..." she states softly, tucking the used needle back into her cloak.

Nerissa Dae turns to look to Denny and just looks at the stuff before she takes them to herself as she turns to Felice. "Its only that I heal fairly quickly..its in the blood.." She tries to give her a reassuring smile as she holds everything close to her body.

Felice nods slowly, "It will be remembered." she states and looks to her, "We have chosen our names, we only ask that you chose yours for our future meetings."

Nerissa lowers her chin some as her eyes fall to the floor with a small nod. "Alright..I'll think hard on it to be ready."

Felice nods gently and looks to Father Twilight, tugging her hood back over her head slowly, "Is there any other business at hand?" she asks as she slips her scarf and mask back into place.

Den shakes his head, "Dismissed..." he murmurs, "I am to stand here for a bit...."

Nalysia pulls her hood back up, and pleaces the mask back on her face

Nerissa Dae tries to hide her exhaustion now that all the adreniline's left her and turns to head for the stairs with her things, though as she begins to head down, oddly enough, her arms are empty of stuff..

Idling Thoughts

2009-06-09T04:15:00.000-07:00

She fingered a new hole in her favorite shirt and makes a face, Neri's mood falling a little more each time she finds herself confronted. Shot at. Snarled at. Picked on...Has things changed all that much then her time inside Toxian City? The demon is pulled from her idle thoughts by a question and jerks her head around to look at her father. The instant blossoming of a smile rises to her soft, pale lips and she sets a hand over her fluttering belly. Even after so long, she is still amazed how much he can affect her. They've not had too much time together, what with the babies' care, returning to her studies, and avoiding so many people it seems anymore... "Are you listening to me?" He asks a second time and it has her sitting up further in her chair without warning. "Yes, father. Sorry. Seems I'm suffering ADD today." He lets out a laugh and rests his hand on her brilliant white head to play through the shorn length, teasing through it to massage her scalp. It nearly puts Nerissa into a drooling state. Smiling, she looks up at him again, " It seems the kinda backed off or something. I haven't noticed anything lately or heard for that matter..Crab Infested Dea tried to take more souls like she's this bottomless pit."

His response was a laugh again and bends down to scoop her up out of the chair so he can take the place, sinking into the now cold recesses of its comfort with her in his arms still. " Any more news?" She asks cryptically, listening to her older brother move around in the room behind her, the animalistic grunts and insane snickering having her craning her neck to check Law out.

"Not yet, my dark rose..." Neri turns her attention back to him, hands resting on his arms begins to move, to massage the corded ropes from centuries of war. She nods absently until her brow creases with a furrow. "Have you been practicing the runs with your cousin?" Vulcan asks her, giving her petite frame a loving embrace tighter against his chest. The smile wins again and she snuggles into the heat of his torso with a sigh. "Yeah. Every chance I get. I'm still workin' on ways to prolong my Kiss on the dead. The older ones just ain't doin' what I want again. Least when they gotta brain, they think on their own a little better but the skeletons just don't do what I want them to do." Her father smiles, as if amused, and reaches up to brush his callused finger tips along the contours of her jawline until stopping up under her chin until her head tilts back to deliver a softly plucked kiss from her lips.

Law stops moving instantly and she knows he's looking at them. She remembers his sudden tantrum during the baby's delivery and tries not to let it bother her, to savor the way it feels when she's kissed. His jealousy of her keeps her on her toes. How he thinks she monopolizes all his time. Never once had they run him off. Always to try and encourage him to join them in sparring or planning for situations..but she is left wondering if its pride or something more that keeps him from approaching.

After the kiss passes, Vulcan sits back and holds her against his chest, the sound of his burning heart thumping under her pressed ear muffled by the rich tones of his voice speaking further on things going on and what they must do to prepare. For hours this went on before finally he spoke the desire of going out and window shopping. And the thought of going out lit her up and she was on her feet and ready in no time to join him.

The Big Day

2009-05-07T05:46:00.000-07:00

Vulcan Dagger: jessa..we're going to need you to do this

Nerissa Dae tries to get comfy as she lies back, glancing at Vulcan and then Jessa.

Jessa Alba: Have you been having contractions ?

Vulcan Dagger: We need to induce labor

Nerissa Dae: ..No...I need you get either a drug called Oxytocin or a PIP drip...Petocin IV.

Jessa Alba: That I can do . Let me get the necessary means. And for just in case purposes are you wanting to do a c-section or do you want to do this naturally ?

Nerissa Dae looks down at her body and bites her lip. "Not sure me using my own magick to force it would be safe to do..." She looks quickly. "Don't think we'll have trouble, I hope. So naturally.."

Jessa Alba: Very well then .

Nerissa Dae chews on the inside of her cheek as she sets her hands on her stomach, rubbing around it.

Jessa Alba rubs her arm with and alcohols swab and injects the needle into the top of her wrist , This should calm you a bit as well, just your nerves , nothing else.

Jessa Alba: This is going to cause you to dialate , once we get to about 7 centimeters we will be able to begin the process, if the inducing drugs take affect properly .

Nerissa Dae nods a she tries not to tense up as she watches the needle being shoved into her skin and strapped down with tape. She looks up at Vulcan again as she draws her legs up, knees folding.

Vulcan Dagger reaches down, gently taking her hand

Jessa Alba: Just relax , this takes a bit to get through the body .

Jessa Alba: Have you thought about a name yet ?

Nerissa Dae clutches his hand, showing how scared she is, but she rests her head back and touches her stomach with the other. "Yeah..already gotta name.."

Nerissa Dae shivers a little as she feels the drug hitting her system, glancing up at the drip, as she waits for it to start taking effect.

Jessa Alba smiles at her " Thats wonderful . " :: she checks her pulse and looks over at the heart rate monitor (( pretend there is one )) " Normal " "IM going to place this over your stomach , its going to feel a bit warm , but it will let us monitor your contractions. Its just a blanket really . "

Jessa Alba: " I know its a bit heavy , but once you are dialated, IM going to want you to push on a contraction , and breathe inbetween , you can listen to me , or you can watch the monitor , whatever you are more comfortable with .

Jessa Alba: The drug usually only takes about a half an hour to work , are you going to want an epidural , or full on natural birth ?

Nerissa Dae nods as she watches Jessa, fingers gently squeezing Vulcan's as if needing the reassurance of him there. "No more drugs then I have to..unless my own power flakes out and flairs up, then we'll be fine.."

Vulcan Dagger strokes his palm across her forehead as he leans over the bed, holding her hand

Jessa Alba smiles as she goes to wash her hands " Let me know when your contrations start getting closer , and IM going to check to see if we have any dialation yet . "

Vulcan Dagger: It will be alright..

Vulcan Dagger leans closer and presses his lips to her brow

Nerissa Dae runs her tongue against her lip as she looks up at him again with a small furrow between her brows. The warmth of his lips makes her body relax though her fingers clench around his hand.

Jessa Alba pullls the covers up from her feet to her knees , as if tented in front of her " Ok , sorry if my hands are cold , I just washed them .. :: slips on a pair of plastic gloves :: IM going to check your cervix for dialation, shouldnt be too uncomfortable. "

Nerissa Dae 's jaw clenches a little suddenly and she clutches his fingers. She nods and tries not to think about what needs to be done, a small hint of pain showing in her eyes.

Nerissa Dae: Like I would even notice cold hands, Jessa. I'm always cold..well..89% of my body is..

Nerissa Dae utters a small nervous giggle.

Jessa Alba looks at the paper feeding out of the machine " Your contractions are small , perhaps just a back ache at the moment but you are at about four centimeters dialated , shoudlnt be too much longer , :: she giggles :: Well I wanted to warn ya , cold hands make me jump like crazy . "

Nerissa Dae glances over at Jessa and gives a small smile, small muscle tremors taking ahold of her. "My water's not even broken yet...maybe I should do that myself?"

Nerissa Dae: It might make it go faster...

Vulcan Dagger listens silently

Jessa Alba: " So what name did you choose:: she smiles :: " I was trying to figure this out the other day , if you have this baby , im going to be a great aunt . Thats gonna make me sound old now. (( and doh , water breaking ... gah see , I just woke up . ))

Nerissa Dae squeezes Vulcan's hand as she feels the discomfort of the labors hitting her. "..Rowan.." she murmurs as she looks up at him.

Vulcan Dagger closes his eyes for a moment as he holds Nerissa's hand, feeling her squeeze

Jessa Alba: " I have this thing with names ... I have to read them backwards , I dont know what it is , but this childs name ... backwards.... spells out Nuuuuu! war . " Thats pretty honorable " ok now relax this shouldnt hurt at all , im going to break your water, so we can get this started. "

Nerissa Dae looks over at Jessa and blushes. "Better grab more towels before ya do." She tries so hard to make light of the situation, not just for herself.

Nerissa Dae closes her eyes as her face shifts a little with the odd feelings running through her abdomen. "I should be use to pain..I go through a lot to prove I'm not as frail ...as I look.."

Jessa Alba reaches over the the bed behind her and grabs an extra sheet and lays it at the end of the bed , grabs neri softy by her ankles " Im going to need you to slide towards me a bit honey , placing your body at the far end of the bed as you would at the gynochologist, give me just a bit of haning off room and place your feet in the stirrups , there sould be Nuuuuu! mess , tehre is a catching bag comign off of the back of the bed made just for these purposes , yay for evolvment . Im going to break your water , and you will feel a slight pinch , but please dont worry about the mess or be embarrassed , it will only run off the end of the bed and into the bag to be properly disposed of after we are through , things are run very sterile these days . "

Nerissa Dae bites her lip and gives a small nod. She grasps the railing one handed and scoots her body down towards the foot of the bed, making a small sound under her breath as a slightly more noticable pain shoots through her. She takes a breath and lets it out as she gets herself within reach of Jessa, slipping her feet into the stirrups where her small toes curls over the tops.

Jessa Alba puts little booties on her feet " This is so your feet dont get cold , after all its the little things that matter " :: she sits down on the chair and slides neri just a bit closer to her :: " Ok just relax, this will only take a
second , and then your contracitons should soon follow. :: she places a tool to spread open her cervix and turns the dial on it so she has enough open room to slide in the instrument " Sorry I knwo this thing is uncomfortable" :: she penetrates the cervix with a needle and the ambiotic fluid starts to flow out slowly :: " This is wehre you need to be ready my dear, the contractions will be coming shortly , and you will need to breathe inbetween , and push when you are having them . Try not to push until you are totally dialated , I will let you know when we are ready to begin , just focus on your breathing . "

Jessa Alba: " Are you ok , do you need anything , any pain ... "

Vulcan Dagger looks down at Neri as he massages her hand, stroking his palm over her forehead

Jessa Alba goes to wash her hands again , s he takes off the gloves and disposes them it the trash , and places the needle in the hazard box above the sink .

Nerissa Dae slowly breaths as she grips the stirrups by her toes, knees bent so she's down as far as she can go. She closes her eyes again as she lies there and tries not to fret, a small shimmer of runes beginning to glow every so often from her nervousness over her pale limbs, a small sound made as she feels something inside her scraping then a wash of hot moisture trickling before it suddenly gushes out of her uterus into the bag at the end of the bed. She shakes her head quickly, "I'm alright." she tells her, eyes remaining closed tightly.

Jessa Alba grabs a cup of ice chips and a plastic spoon and hands it to vulcan " She cant have anything to drink but she can suck on this if she needs to wet her lips "

Vulcan Dagger dangles the ice over Neri's lips as he whisper's jokingly " You hear that Neri...she said you can suck on this.."

Jessa Alba looks at the machines again and grabs her wrist , while looking at her watch and lets the two talk for a bit before she checks on her dialation again

Disturbed Petion can hear vulcans voice and laughs...

Jessa Alba: " your pulse seems fine dear , as does the babies. "

Nerissa Dae looks up at Vulcan and gives him a soft smile, the ice melting under his finger tips onto her lips as they show signs of drying out from her breathing.

Vulcan Dagger slips the ice into her mouth

Jessa Alba: " Feeling anything yet dear , about now you should be feeling slightly tense during contractions .. they will be slight , but they will wake your ass up . "

Nerissa Dae gives a small grimace as if the pain of the contractions have gotten a little more noticable. She gives a small 'mhmm!' in response, a little high pitched.

Jessa Alba laughs " Heh , and this is just the beginning " : she sits back down to check her dialation again : " once again I know this is uncomfortable but it only takes a second. "

Nerissa Dae nods as she holds her breath and waits for Jessa, fingers clenching and relaxing again. "Its alright.."

Jessa Alba: " Is this your first child ? You seem to be moving along rather quickly , we are at about 6 cm now , this just may go smoother than I thought.. very rapid though .. almost odd , but this could be a good thing , I mean who wants to be here for 20 hours and end up giving a dry birth eh .. "

Jessa Alba: " You look nervous brother , don't worry , I will take good care of her . "

Nerissa Dae looks down at Jessa and nods as she takes slow breaths in and out. " What do ya expect? Not exactly normal myself.." She tells her and gives a small laugh before she tenses up as if she was hit with a very painful contraction out of the blue. She clamps down her jaws and tries to ride it out in silence, glancing at him with a furrowed brow.

Jessa Alba: " Yes, I didnt expect for this to be a normal birth at all , but your progression is almost shocking" : reaches between neri's legs and and checks her again , not much of a change this time but we are at eight :: her eyes narrow at the opening in her cervix as she pulls her hand away astounded .

Jessa Alba goes back to the machine again and check on the paper flowing out showing the timing between contractions " It seems we are at about 5 mins apart would you say ? "

Jessa Alba checks the IV , and switches it out replacing the drugs with saline as labor has begun .

Jessa Alba wipes her forehead with a cool cloth

Nerissa Dae opens her mouth and a small bubble of white comes up before she clamps her mouth shut around the raw arcanum trying to slip free. She had let control slip for a brief moment and only when the shimmering of the sigils on her stop shifting with ghostly pale shimmering does she speak. " Don't jinx me.." She tries to chide her with a small laugh that sounds strained.

Jessa Alba goes back to her chair , " Well according to this , you are ready to go , let me check you again ... " are you ready for this "

Nerissa Dae is panting quickly now and snorts. "What if I said no?" She trembles and clenches Vulcan's hand as the contractions begin to come closer together, making her muscles tense up along her thighs. The discomfort of the baby dropping down, a pressure in her pelvis makes her face scrunch up in pain.

Jessa Alba pulls the sheet back again and tries not to show a shocked look on her face as she see's that she is already at ten centimeters, " Well honey , your body is ready when you are ." : she says calmly : " Just remember, to push WITH the contractions and breathe inbetween , once I see the head crowning , I will let you know and we will do a few big pushes to get the shoulders out and then the baby , should just slide right out. I am ready to begin when you are my dear :: she places a soft blanket in her lap preparing to catch the baby when it comes , she makes sure she has everything ready , she gets up to go get a new set of gloves and then checks the machine one more time .

Nerissa Dae nods a little quickly, moisture collecting at the corners of her eyes to spill like diamond drops as they freeze and fall away from her skin. Her body will clench up with each new ripple of pain shooting down her pelvis, the strain of the birthing showing as she lies there on the bed. She turns her head, watching Jessa moving around, as if she needs the distraction from the incredible pain she might be experiencing. "Its...fine.." She says between heavy breathings.

Jessa Alba starts to talk to her just to get her to relax " Theres a full moon coming up , and I had a tarot reading yesterday , it was so spot on , I'll have to tell you about it later . It was eerie even . :: checks to see if the babies head is crowning :: "this one seems pretty comfortable in there , you must have given a good home " she giggles softly

Jessa Alba laughs " Just how you always imagined it eh, giving birth , gunfire in the background ... " shrugs

Nerissa Dae closes her eyes tightly as another contraction hits her and utters an inhuman growl without warning. Her fingers clenches down on Vulcan's against and utters, " I use to d..do that...readin's of the cards." She whimpers in pain sharply and the hand holding the iv drip clutches at the blanket over her thighs.

Jessa Alba: " you did? I would love to get a reading from you somtimes to see if its par to the one I got . "

Jessa Alba glances at vulcan a second " I told him about mine, it kinda patterned a few things he said , it was a bit odd. " Something about the number three was brought up alot and he had said that just the ohter day . Kinda freaked me out a bit . "

Nerissa Dae tries to laugh, saying, "There's...so many alternate paths..Did ya know...it..its not good to..do yer own..readings?" She grits her teeth as another growl slips free as the pain in her pelvis turns stronger with the baby baring down in the canal. "...Triple..Goddess...Holy Tri..trinity..Three is..a powerful.Number.."

Jessa Alba: " yes , yes , they had both said that . It was very odd. "

Nerissa Dae: ".I..think there are thre.e..equinoxes..and th..three solistices ..to a lunar ..calendar..."

Jessa Alba: " I dont know much about it , but im sure gonna pay attention to it . "

Nerissa Dae bares her teeth and utters a small cry, sitting up almost, without warning. She draws a breath, trying to calm herself as the monitor glitches with a savage spike on the paper. "..Rowan...the tree...they use to .." She pants heavily. "..use to plant it near gates..and doors..to ward off evil...The..the druids called it..The Whispering Tree.."

Jessa Alba: I still think its cool that you are bringing someone into our family with the name Rowan .... to me it really does say n o war .... I love things like that , to mix up the letters adn see what they say .

Nerissa Dae listens to the sounds of gunfire outside the hospital and the monitors give several beeps and odd sounds as the pain intensifies, as if she's affecting them. She looks down at Jessa again, trying to control her fear.

Strike Kumsung raises a brow.

Jessa Alba glances over at the lycan " Yes ? "

Strike Kumsung shrugs as he takes his cloak off. "heard something important was happening...thought i'd take a look.."

Jessa Alba smiles " We have a new life upon us soon ."

Nerissa Dae grips the bed railing as she pants through her contractions. She glances over, white curls clinging to her damp skin. "N..no..nothing..import..ant.." She tries to say.

Strike Kumsung closes his eyes as the black skin flows off of him, beads of water pouring off of him as the ice melts. "oh god V's hellspawn is coming into the world" he says snickering.

Nerissa Dae flips Strike off, since she's using the pillows behind her and can't launch them at him.

Strike Kumsung looks at nerrissa smiling. "here i'll do it for you" he says as he holds his hand out, a spike of ice flowing suddenly as he then turns ramming it into his stomach. "happy?"

Nerissa Dae 's eyes flare white blue as the pain hits her every few seconds, shaking her head while she grips the railing tighter. "..No..." she blurts out and growls loud as the pain hits again.

Strike Kumsung sighs walking over to her as he takes her hand. "squeeze alright?"

Nerissa Dae flinches at his touch, her skin colder and now clammy from labor. His doom when he grips her free hand, the taloned tips curling into his flesh as she unconsciously clenches it when a contraction hits her.

Strike Kumsung grimaces slightly as he looks at her. "jessa...do me a favor......get some ice..."

Lawrence Brun laughs in a deep voice "I am born of the king of the fire himself!"

Nerissa Dae grits her teeth again in pain, a vicious growl coming from the young demon. She grips hands, because V's still there. NODS. Sigils on her body pulsing intensely as she loses some control over herself.

Nerissa Dae looks to her right at him, seeing the tips of her talons in his skin, and quickly lets go of his hand while she tries to get through the pain.

Strike Kumsung looks at her as he flexes his hand.

Nerissa Dae closes her eyes as she breaths heavily, shutting off the intense glowing of arcanum burning strongly within her. She grits her teeth and growls as another contraction hits her, making the monitors spike and glitch erractically.

Jessa Alba: " How are you feeling hun "

Nerissa Dae turns eyes tearing up from the pain, teeth gritting a little. "Feels like he's trying to crawl back up inside me.."

Jessa Alba hopes she doesnt wreak of smoke too badly

Jessa Alba: Well I think we may have gone too far to try to stop the birth processas of now , so .. we should just take precaustions

Nerissa Dae nods as she continues gripping the covers while
she lies there.

Strike Kumsung looks on at as he walks across the room looking out the window.

Jessa Alba smiles as V returns with his coffe

Jessa Alba: " She's doing well . "

Vulcan Dagger sighs with relief

Nerissa Dae screams finally and shouts. "I'm fuckin' pushing damn it!" She nearly shreds the covers on either side of her. "Doin' well my ass!"

Vulcan Dagger: oh...I can see

Strike Kumsung sighs. "reminds of when bass was born...."

Jessa Alba laughs "Like I said she's doing well , she's gonna be a bit ... well cantankeous here for the next few ... but other htan that , she's ok . "

Vulcan Dagger: I will reframe from taking her hand for this part of the process

Jessa Alba: " Probably a good idea . "

Jessa Alba: " Neri honey , are you ready , we can do this as soon as you give me the word , this lil one's ready to start celebrating its birthday . "

Nerissa Dae bites her lip hard enough to draw beads of blood when she nods her head savagely as she looks to Jessa. "Now...before he d..decides to..crawl back up!" she whimpers.

Jessa Alba she pulls the sheet up once again , seeing that her cervix is fully dialated and the baby has dropped immencely " Im gonna need you to start pushing with your contractions, remember , again, push when you feel the contraction , and breathe inbetween ... " Vulcan , give her something to focus on , you .. a picture , it doesnt matter . "

Vulcan Dagger: Neri...do you remember the time we were slaughtering the orphanage..

Vulcan Dagger tightens his hand around hers

Strike Kumsung: try a better thought vulcan....

Vulcan Dagger: The funny gurgling sounds the Priest made when he died?

Vulcan Dagger: Or the beautiful sunset we watched together in Japan..

Jessa Alba: " Ok honey , here we go ... on the next contraction , I want you to give me a goood push , and bring your legs up to your chest as you do ... vulcan you can help her with this , it will let her bear down while pushing as opposed to breaking your hand . "

Vulcan Dagger: How about the the sweet music box I bought you, with the lovely music it played for you that you loved so much..

It was so hard to look past the pain she was experiencing. Thoughts of how she had put herself through so much in the past when she was her father's guinea pig for his torture devices. Willingly letting herself be the first one to try them out on...

Nerissa Dae clutches at Vulcan's hand tightly as she is hit with another contraction, eyes turned to him with tears running down her face again. She holds her breath as it tears through her pelvis and draws herself forward, muscles baring down to push as she utters a small mewing from the pain.

Lawrence Brun squints "Ew, gross, sis ... "

Jessa Alba: " Ok ... ok .. perfect , I can see the head starting to crown ... take a few deep breaths and we can go again on the next contraction. " :: hands vulcan a cold cloth to lay upon her forehead ::

Lawrence Brun looks at his father "Hello father"

Vulcan Dagger begins wiping away the hot sweat from her brow with the cool cloth

Vulcan Dagger: Hello Son.

Lawrence Brun tilts his head "She okay?"

Jessa Alba looks over at Lawrence , " she is doing very well , she's stong , as is the baby . "

Jessa Alba: " Ok honey , ready when you are .. "

Lawrence Brun squints abit "Father can i not be present for this, it does not feel right to watch."

Vulcan Dagger: Take a deep breath..

Vulcan Dagger: You have my permission, you were suppose to wait down stairs anyway

Nerissa Dae 's talons dig into his flesh, a small growl given at Law, as she gulps deeply to gather fresh breath. Her heavily pants and whimpers, "M.music..box?.." Hand shaking as she clings to Vulcan before another contraction hits her enough she cries out as she sits into it again, baring down to try and pushing as she'd been instructed.

Vulcan Dagger: The music Box, you loved those..you remember. I bought you with a special tune it plays that you adored

The music boxes...they come to mind much quicker. He knew how much she loved them, playing them as he held her small form in his arms to sooth her when the baby had put a lot of strain on her body. The thought of those haunting tunes filled her thoughts readily and Neri found it easier to work through the pain...

Jessa Alba gets all excited and looks up at her with a smile .. " Ok I see a head !!! Now .. take a few to relax, catch your breath , if we do this right , you got about two good pushes to go ... on the next contraction I want you to gimme all you got ... lets get that head outta there . "

Lawrence Brun punches the hospital wall smashing a hole in the drive opening watching the concrete debris fly outward hitting the ambulence and spreads along the road his breath coming out a hold black mist and his eyes a full blown flame his feet start to flare up and the cracks under his feet start to rise up afew firey licks of flame he growls alil then drops to his knee's and lets out an earth vibrating shout of rage as his body burst's into an infurno and he shouts "Gra'kenr-ah!" his flame fades down to a light blue then dissapears the cracks in the floor sealing up then he falls to the ground leaning against the wall he just half shatters and sit there his breath slowing getting less heavy.

Nerissa Dae catches the coppery smell of her own blood spilling, the black wash of it trickling out as she feels herself split in two from the baby being squeezed out. She nods to Vulcan or perhaps to Jessa, small needle teeth baring as she grimaces to the intense contractions gripping her pelvis. She breaths heavily when it passes and all too soon another strikes and she cries out, fingers of her free hand gripping her thighs as she brings them to her chest, pale face turning white as she pushes with everything she has, her cry muffled as she tries not to waste breath when she needs it for the birthing.

Jessa Alba reaches in with her hands and gently cradles the babies head, taking the babies nose and wiping it in a downward motion as to push all of the fluids out of its nasal passage so the baby can breathe , she genly takes a hold of the babies head and says " Ok honey this is it , this is the big one ... we need to get those shoulders out and the baby will follow in suit :: she pushes down on the babys head as to stretch Neri's pelvis open a bit wider in order to let the babies shoulders fall out of her one at a time.::

Nerissa Dae takes a few deep breaths, the pain excruiating from the white glow of her eyes and white cheeks showing a feverish like flush. She feels a fire of white pain enveloping her small frame and clenches her eyes closed as her entire body is gripped into a steel lock after taking a deep breath and holding it, pushing with every thing she can to clear the baby's shoulders from the birth canal. The strain shows heavily on her and she tries to fight a light headedness that hits her as she shoves with all her might to push him from her body.

Jessa Alba: :: she takes the baby in her right arm , cradling it as she takes the small blue suction device and cleans out the babies nose and throat to let it breathe .:: " Care to cut the cord brother , this is a proud moment for you. "

Jessa Alba smiles at the baby starts to cry " Perfect .. absolutely .. perfect. " :: she says as she peers down into the childs eyes ::

Vulcan Dagger flicks the knife he had already drawn in preparation for this moment and twists it about in the skillful play of his leather clad fingers as his looming shadowy figure strides closer. Looking down upon the new born infant before severng the cord with the sharp edge of the blade

Jessa Alba hands him the baby and begins to sew neri up from a slight tear during the process " Im so proud of you honey , you were so strong . "

Vulcan Dagger: Wow he looks just like you..

Nerissa Dae feels him spill from her, the tug of the cord as Jessa catches the baby, and falls back against the pillows behind her silently. From under lids heavy with exhaustion, she watches Vulcan taking their son, heavy breaths lessening but still showing the pain as Jessa works on her. Thankfully, passing the placenta was quicker and it left her feeling

lethagic when she smiles at them.

Vulcan Dagger: hes beautiful....you did great, Neri

Nerissa Dae goes to reach out to touch him but her arm just falls back down onto her soft belly to rest, eyes glistening with tears as she watches Vulcan cradling the baby. "He's okay? Rowan's alright...all five fingers and
toes.."

Vulcan Dagger: shhhh.....hes perfect.

Vulcan Dagger strokes his palm across her forehead

Vulcan Dagger: Don't worry.

Nerissa Dae closes her eyes and sighs, relief, exhaustion making her relax under his touch.

Jessa Alba goes to the sink and washed my hands and disposed of the blanket and the bag at the end of the table ...

Vulcan Dagger: Jessa..

Jessa Alba: Vulcan.

Vulcan Dagger hands her the baby

Lawrence Brun repeatedly bangs his head against the wall, hearing the cracks start to spread up the wall "Great ... yet another way to loose
me."

Vulcan Dagger: I'd like you to be one to give the baby to Nerissa, to hold..The loving aunt handing off the new born to his Proud Mother

Mystique Xeno looks on the ground and ceiling.. ''What happend here? And what's going on with you?''

Lawrence Brun punches the ground this time not as hard as he leave's an indent and looks up to myst then looks back down at the floor and mumbles "Nothing ... " snarls abit "Fucking nothing."

Mystique Xeno narrows her eyes.. ''Allright.. if you need anything or want to talk you know where to find me..''

Jessa Alba takes the baby in her arms and sheds a single tear on its chest and smells its sweet head " Happy Birthday little one, welcome to our family . " :: she hands the baby to Nerissa proudly and smiles :: " Its all worth it in the end , once they grab your finger with that teeny little hand . "

Lawrence Brun nods "Ill hold you to that." he grins patting the open floor "Have a seat."

Jessa Alba: "Thank you Vulcan for such an honor. I seee great things in this childs future. "

Mystique Xeno laughs ''Are you sure you don't want me to stand.. So you can try looking up my skirt?''

Lawrence Brun grins "Your wearing pants, its pointless." pats the floor again "Your free to sit on my hand though." he winks

Mystique Xeno laughs harder.. ''In your dreams''

Jessa Alba VOMITS violently

Lawrence Brun smiles "Then just sit."

Nerissa Dae 's eyes looks down at Rowan, being able to hold him for the first time. She bites her lip as tears spill and brushes her fingers over his hair and tiny features.

Nerissa Dae looks over at her father.

Jessa Alba: well the baby thinks its funny

Jessa Alba: haha

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Rowan Dae Dagger
Born May 06 (2009)

Nestling

2009-05-01T09:49:00.000-07:00

The place was quiet when I arrived, or so I thought after glancing around. Mum was sound asleep on the bed and I went to cover her carefully after making sure she was alright. It still choked me up a little, looking at the dark haired elven woman that gave birth to me, and now my attention is stolen by a tiny sound behind me. Turning, I creep slowly towards it, the crib tucked up under an ornamental window, and looked down at my new baby brother. It was ackward resting against the side, my own swollen belly making it hard to get close unless I come in at an angle. Tears well up in my eyes and I can feel them running down as I silently can't help but cry with happiness as Raven sleeps in his bed. Those tiny baby sounds making my heart clench up with excitement. I couldn't wait until I had my own, rubbing my belly, I could feel the unborn shifting in its tiny confinement. It makes me smile all the more as I dried the tears from my eyes.

"How sweet you are, Nestling..my lil baby brother..are ya gonna grow up like me? I hope not.." Leaning over, I rest my chin on the railing of the crib, and reach down to brush a talon lightly across the feathery dark cap of hair crowning Raven's head. I smile again and sigh quietly as I try to ignore my own discomfort.

After a moments, I finally turn away and move over to the bed, crawling across to lie down with my mother to rest and hope for the pains to go away..

Anarchy is not the Law

2009-04-24T19:36:00.000-07:00

She sat down carefully into the chair and braced herself as it tipped back. Hand resting on the arm as it set into position and she leaned back with a sigh. The darkened room glowed from the monitor, the screen holding the latest reports brought to her. Head almost dropping back, she let out another quiet sigh, more of exhaustion as she run her tiny hands over her expanded belly, her black tee shirt was stretched to its limits since the police force had nothing to fit her swollen body. Absently, her talon traced lazily over a bump she feel and it shifted, then twisted within to cause her breath to catch. Neri grips the chair's arm this time until the movement stopped and she could relax once more. " Soon?..Yes? Soon?" She whispers into the room as she just lets her hand rest there this time while a curl of red tumbles across her forehead as her hair is sturred by a breeze that come through the station.

Nerissa glances around the empty station and finally reaches up to unfasten her badge to toss on the desk before her with a small frown. She volunteered for this job. To help out. And the end results were not proving to be well at all. All the things that had kept her so busy for the past week had left her close to wanting to go into a frenzy and slit throats open and blow holes in those that kept coming at them. Lead detective? What were they thinking the day they put her in place to investigate things. Just because she's good at listening? Because she knew the right things to say and ask? Now..it was all blowing up around them.

She still thinks about the execution. Did it even happen? She was so busy trying to keep the Perigord out, the stragglers that come to try and stop it. Never mind he blew tons of laws. Never mind he threatened them. Backstabbed them. Ghostly had her so angry when she was trying to talk to the other lycan and she never even told father about Kenji's attempt to stun her with electricity when she was taking the cuffs off. Any good it did though. She managed to just absorb it like nothing and further weaken him by continuing it until there was an overwhelming hunger to just suck all the Luna's gift from the training shaman's body.

So many attempts. She ended up drawing a gun in the end when they broken in while Ghostly was being put down. And she was so relieved when they finally left. Thinking she could just return back inside and sit. Wait. The explosion left her utterly stupified as the whole station shook and ran down to a room filled with dust debris and smoke.

"What happened?!" She looks around, seeing no huge ass wolf around and looks back at Vulcan while the Death Angel growled somewhere behind her in response to the sound.

"It was a trap. Another one of Acid's bombs were placed. Hidden in the fan." He shook the dust out of his long black hair and Neri stared at her father in disbelief as he continues talking, "...went off in the middle of the exection...Ghostly's escaped. Again."

She's still miffed later when she hears what father tells his brother and sister about their pack brother. To her he says he escaped..to them he was killed. Now, she's left lost. They are attacked countlessly from the other Perigord's when they had the okay from their own leaders....

Closing the inhumanly bright blue eyes, she rests and tries to just push it all out of her mind while her father goes to take care of things and leaves her inside the police station until she'd rested enough. In the end, exhaustion finally gets her and Neri's falling asleep in the chair...

Vulcan's Surrendor pt Duo (Lengthy)

2009-03-21T06:45:00.000-07:00

It lasted for several days. Vulcan pacing the small cell. The heat building within the small chamber where Nerissa was allowed to remain, curled up within the sprawling bones that littered the floor haphazardly. A small cold spot where only she invaded and spent staring nonstop nearly the entire time at her father when not asleep. He rested little, watching over her and listening intently to every word the lycans had to say with savage growls and animalistic threats to any that come near his daughter, inspite the seemingly desire to want to only help the small demon that they've seen taken nothing to eat nor drink since she'd followed Vulcan there to be locked down, nor left the entire time.

There was a time or two he did managed to get out though, some miraculous way, to make it to the streets and attack random people out of the blue. It was insane. Illogical. But oddly enough it seemed he would be defending the Perigord's own kyn from others without thought and leaving them utterly confused.

Several occasions, attempts of Ignis were made to break us out as well and each time these feats had failed. As well as others who had tried and failed. The Perigords fought them each and all. Jessa had come down and she too had been severally smacked down in the end at one point, never to return as promised....

Upon the third day...

She had woken early to her father still asleep and moved closer to the cell to be with him, her small body curled up around her swollen belly the best she could before exhaustion and stress drew her back to sleep again. From a fitful slumber, she jolted awake two hours later, to the normal sounds of den activity muffled further off and the sudden voice of Crow, the crazy demon that'd been following her around more of late claiming to be her brother from the future, talking to her father behind her. She moves away from him and finds him dangling in the air and it takes a moment to sort out the dark coils wrapped around his throat were shadow casted tentacles that where coming off a hideously huge monster in Vulcan's cell. It was only a flicker of something in her past that she knows this beast is her father so she only lets her resting body slide along the field separating them from one another to move further away.

"Soo hostile for a follower who sat her,with nerissa",grins and slightly laughs evily.."and why are you in there i am not naive like the wolves,i know you have the power to get out of there" Crow stared at Vulcan, grinning, while lycans begun to gather around the mouth of the small chamber.

The growls and snarling words of the werewolves languages has the small demoness' white head turning back to look at them again as they watch her father start slamming Crow against the wall before so many things starts to happen at one. She can feel their fear and smell the hunger for war beginning to crawl along their hackles as she watches them closely. The scent of blood begins to perfume the small chamber and it drowns out the scent of them in the end and then she hears it. "Ignis is coming again for Vulcan."

They managed to bust their way in, Ignis, but it wasn't solely her own clan house she sees. Vampires, the Tzmiche were pouring in as well, as where Alley Cats and many others she did not know. Were these people here to help to free her father or were they here to just cause trouble for the lycans.

Things started slowly and people begun to talk but something went wrong. She felt herself being lifted and carried back without warning, snatched from infront of the cell and right inside! Nerissa didn't have a chance to say anything and is gathered into her father's beastly arms. The heat pulsed off him in waves, making her light headed and sleepy for some reason this time. Were it not for the fact that she was dropped to the floor of the cell when, out of the blue, from the shadows chains shot out and slaps around his limbs, jerking him back and losing his hold on her.

Around them, she hears the screams and sounds of battle. The wolves howling and the blades clashing against steel as they fight with the demons, vampires and angels to free her father. Nerissa shoves up against his leg, sealed in a small cube, red brick all she can see around her on every side but for the one on her right. The door on the cell on lock down and hiding them away. Neri's face lifts to her father's as he seems to be watching the battle unfolding with his ghoulish eyes and her own pale face holds nothing, a lack of emotions making her look more like a doll at that moment, inspite the panic deep inside about what will happen if Ignis manages to succeed and win against the Perigord.

It wasn't until Jessa went down and blood pooled heavily under her that Vulcan jerked one powerful arm forward to break his chain loose from the wall. Tearing free to take one step out of his prison. They look at him. All standing in shock at the sudden look. The mass of dark unholy power that just radiates off him as he looms over her fallen body with a possessive, hungry growl while looking around, and done the most unimaginable thing they would never expect of him. He drops down and tears into her throat like a rabid beast, tearing it out in a mad frenzy, to drink of her blood heavily in loud slurps. Everyone forgot what they where doing to watch him and it was their undoing. This was the perfect time, watching and looking up at the beast that is her father as he tears out through those standing around with an blood thirsty roar and leaves her locked within the cell now as he begins to slaughter them all! Nerissa stares wide eyed by what she sees. Brothers and sisters being slaughtered. Perigords fighting not just those trying to save us but Vulcan as well. No one is safe from the insanity that tears through them and the small demon crawls to her feet to slam against the wall that suddenly begins to rise and shield her completely from what is going on. Leaving her in a hot dank cell of total darkness with the sounds of rage and war going on outside to ring out around her. It was like being on stage and being unable to see but hearing everything around her and she screamed as she slammed herself against the wall as memories of being locked up once upon a time while still part of the Coven.

As it spread out between the lair and the streets above, her half brother Trey managed to get the doors open to the cell and grabbed for her. Neri screamed and with talons raked over his glove in refusal, fearing she'd be hurt more out there then being left inside the cell. When he realizes she won't budge he tosses her backwards and mutters obscenities, leaving her to her own demise while she curls up in a corner to watch and try not to be seen while she sees the fighting continuing outside the chamber mouth. It seems hours upon hours had gone on and then the sounds just seem to cease around her before she hears a scrambling outside, huffing and the sounds of the werewolves returning so she thought. She saw shadows moving and then familiar bodies as the Perigord returned with wounded, followed by the scrambling sounds that announces the return of her father. She was just standing at the mouth of the chamber and something wraps around her armpits and Neri's head tips back, eyes wide and spots Vulcan overhead from a large gapping hole in the wall. Relief hits her and as she's lifted, she watches as more tentacles are lowered and wrapping around Jessa's body as well, Vulcan snatching them both up, and takes off with a fierce roar for the highest vantage point in Obsidian City. Free again. Free to breath in the night air, so much cleaner then Toxian City. To cling to her father as he sets her down once more on solid ground and feel the heart beating in his chest as he crushes her small frame firmly against his demonic form. She trembles but she sighs in relief to the purring she hears rumbling.

He sets her down again and turns away to take care of Jessa, replace the blood she'd lost, and restart her heart once more, using his unholy powers to heal his vampiric sister. Exhaustion has the pregnant demon sink down to her knees and sits there on the retangular rooftop to watch him working and glances over to see Kiba had come to join them there as well once more and a heated discussion had panned out before, after a lengthy bit of confusion, come boiling down to an end. Her father once more took on his human appearance once more, regaining his senses and clasping Kiba's arm tightly in companionship with a hearty laugh. Seems all had come out as planned and he was very pleased.

Surrender of Vulcan to the Perigord (Lengthy RP) Day 1

2009-03-12T10:04:00.000-07:00

Suyuan Quan walks over towards Neri and begins to hum a lullaby Mei sung to her as a child and she gets on her knees as she commences singing to the baby.

Nerissa Dae staggers back as she lets go of the Eye and nearly falls on her ass after
holding onto it too long, large black eyes staring ahead sightlessly.

Suyuan Quan leaps to her bare feet as she steadies her godmother.

Suyuan Quan: Godmother!

Nerissa Dae coughs and suddenly spits up blood.

Suyuan Quan gasps reaches up to wipe the blood away from Neri's mouth,

"What happened?"

Nerissa Dae adjusts herself and moves her face away as she lets her head hang while black ichor dribbles from her chin, " Not suppose to mess with it...but I was tryin' to look into the den.."

Suyuan Quan sighs heavily as she removes her glove and wipes at the black liquid protruding from her lips as she closes her eyes to focus on father.

Suyuan Quan attempts to support her and wipes away the last bit of the black fluid, "Don't ever touch it again."

Nerissa Dae rocks a little on her leg as she stares down. "I don't wanna be down here. ...I wanna be up there with him..I don't want him to go to the lycans and
surrender himself.." she whispers.

Suyuan Quan shakes her head as she collects her in her arms, "He can handle himself, but I am ordered to take care of you."

Suyuan Quan: I know how you feel, but you must stay down here with me.

Nerissa Dae 's cold body drops down a little in a slump as lids grow heavy. When she starts to breath harder instead of less it seems she's putting a strain on herself with what ever she's doing.

" I don't wanna stay here...they surround him more and more...even if he's
turnin' himself in." Neri's tone grows emotional further. " Even if he knows what he's doin'.." Suyuan Quan wraps her arms around her godmother's cold form, one hand coming to rest upon her belly as she whispers softly to her, "Calm down. This isn't good for you or the baby. He will return, I promise."

Nerissa Dae looks up again towards the Eye and begins to pull up, climbing the side of the pedestal with a grimace of pain showing as she tries to reach for the top. " Not if they chain him up! Not if he is locked away when he surrenders..."

Suyuan Quan reaches out grasp Neri's wrist firmly as she tries to pull her back, "Then I will see to it, but you must rest. Stop this."

Nerissa Dae trembles as she pulls against the hands on her and growls as her hands reaches for the Eye again blindly.

Suyuan Quan grips Neri's shoulders as she attempts to pull her back, using all her strength in the process.

She growls and blistered hands tear on the metal table as she feels her god daughter pulling her back down to the floor again. Away from the eye. Her thoughts grow dizzy and then deep in her gut she feels the familiar pull and suddenly her world twists and she's falling. Right into the midsts of the lycans' den at her father's feet where he summoned her.

Nerissa's head snaps up, the blinding white hair catches the light off their scones, the fire turning it red and gold as she looks at him through tears, and then she tucks her head to glance around as she turns herself in that crouch while moving her small curled form closer to his legs to rest and wait...

Justinian Diavolo inhales deeply and lets himself revert to his human form

Wolfigang Wycliffe knows the Dread Lord does not like hearing lycan and therefore remains silent.

Eden Hendrassen sighs nervously... "I uh... don't really know how to coat this so ill just say it... I want her as my mate.... She means everything to me and I'd do anything for her..."

Nyxx Jigsaw looks at him for a long moment then turns to kiba waiting for his answer.

Joules Dyrssen sighs "awww how cute"

Wolfigang Wycliffe raises his tail in happiness.

Gwendalyn Darkstone lets out a soft growl as her body shifts back, and she listens quietly, quite comfortable in her nudity

Xanatos Skytower squats down and pets wolfie behind the ear

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina considers a though about his single round 10 gauge slug round
shotgun... Chuckling to himself as he does... Looking Eden up and down he contemplates the request...

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina Inspects Eden as if he were being chosen from
birth to either be tossed, or accepted...

Wolfigang Wycliffe moves into deliberate position. His meaning clear (as I lag there.) I stand behind Eden.

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina: "You must possess great strength, resolve...
You must also Make Nardia your one true alliance..." Looking to Nyxx and then back to

Eden... "You will show this family your devotion to Nardia and to your request... You will prove this to each and everyone..."

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina: "And as time goes bye, I am sure by your actions you will show your worthiness to this request..."

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina: "Eden, your request is accepted... However, understand that this is the start of your courtship... When you have shown your true nature, and have given yourself to this request, you will have my full blessing to take her hand and stand by her side under luna's blessing..."

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina awaits response as he returns his arm back around Nyxx...

Eden Hendrassen sighs reluctantly and nods. "Thank you Ulfric..."

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina nods his head...

Justinian Diavolo 's gaze shifts to the young leopard standing proudly naked. Shifting his eyes back to the ulfric without som much as an expression..he unbuckles
his cloak , steps forward and hands it to Gwen. He continues to watch the Ulfric without comment.

Joules Dyrssen claps for Eden and Nardia

Nardia Bashly slides her hand into Edens looking at her parents with a silent nod.

Gwendalyn Darkstone looks back and wraps the cloak around her, looking back to her Nimer-Raj and Nimer-Ra

Vulcan Dagger steps foward, the air screaming in protest as the the razor edge of his double bladed sword is brought around with its glinting arc coming to rest in mid-motion with the tip of the terrible weapon pointed directly at Kiba's chest

Nardia Bashly blinks leaning closer to Eden...

Gwendalyn Darkstone steps foreward, slightly, a small growl coming from her lips

Lorie Nitely growls warningly as she sees the blade near her Ulfric

Paisley Shoreman: RrRrAaAaWwWwRrRrZzZz**

Nyxx Jigsaw turns quickly seeing the weapon at her mates chest snarls quietly in warning

Nerissa Dae lowers herself slowly to the ground and looks up to watch her father's actions with tail curling around her hooves.

Wolfigang Wycliffe, exhausted as he is, resumes his frenzied form.

Titannia MacMoragh growls, her power flaring alive, watching the Dark Lord.

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina Stands his ground as his eyes face forward into Vulcan's eyes, his arm staying around Nyxx's waist...

Jaide Nightfire jumps closer poised and ready

Vulcan Dagger turns his wrist over, pressing his thumb into the switch as the twin blades slowly retract back into the hilt of the ancient weapon itself. His arm fully extending outwards as to present the weapon itself

Nyxx Jigsaw eases back a bit watching carefully

Gwendalyn Darkstone looks back to J, her eyes filled with a new light, she tilts her head as if to ask whats going on

Xanatos Skytower looks on in shock.

Paisley Shoreman quiets the beast from within him and resumes his silent posture

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina extends his hand wrist up, looking to each one of those around to back away...

Vulcan Dagger places the weapon in Kiba's hand

Justinian Diavolo continues to watch. his unblinking eyes taking in the scene...he shifts his stance slightly, his hand slipping into the darkness of the ether....ready to draw the dread scythe should it be needed. Seeing the offer by the dark lord, he eases his hand back to his side, leaving the horrific blade in its natural realm.

Titannia MacMoragh steps back, but continues to pace stalkingly, her blue in blue eyes never leaving the Dark Lord, well aware he does not need to use a weapon to be one of the most dangerous creatures alive.

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina accepts the blade as his fingers curl around the hilt, though not knowing the full reason as to the passing of such a weapon he nods...

Vulcan Dagger: My time here has ended.

Vulcan Dagger: I surrender, Kiba

Nerissa Dae wraps her arms around her knees as she watches over her folded arms closely then restlessness has her back on her feet again.

Titannia MacMoragh's eyebrows rise up. What, she wonders can the Dark Lord mean by these words....?

Nardia Bashly grip Edens hand watching...confused....

Gwendalyn Darkstone her eyebrow raises, wondering what he means, and what he has up his sleeve

Vulcan Dagger unhooks the belt around his waist, leting the array of weaponry fall heavily to the ground

Paisley Shoreman crosses his arms and listens intently

Gwendalyn Darkstone looks back to J, her mouth dropping open, totally confused and shocked

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina squeezes the release for the blades as each end extends to their fullest... His hand holding the spear perpendicularly to the ground... He contemplates his brothers words...

Eden Hendrassen looks at Vulcan with a look of surprise on his face. "..... Am I dead...... again? Or am I dreaming?"

Nardia Bashly pinches Eden's arm ''Shh....''

Nerissa Dae 's head turns, eyes following Kiba's hands, as she lightly tugs on her tattered sweatshirt. She's made her face hard to read now, the lack of any emotions showing, and soon her hands still.

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina's breathes become slow...

Tabby1 Tigerpaw growls at Midnight

Midnight Troglodite waves to Tabby

Nyxx Jigsaw looks from Vulcan to kiba and waits for kibas answer

Gwendalyn Darkstone loos to her Nimer-Raj, then to vulcan, wondering whats coming next

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina his eye's close as his mind races, his memories and understanding of all that has happened... His mind coming to the relizations of their history in this world...

Tabby1 Tigerpaw flicks her tail up and looks away from Midnight

Jaide Nightfire wonders what the hell is going on.

Nardia Bashly looks between them all...leaning on Eden wondering who will speak next...

Eden Hendrassen wraps his arm around Nardia's waist... still stareing from his Ulfric to Vulcan and back.

Vulcan Dagger extends his wrists foward

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina his voice tries a moment to speak but his voice falls silent as he

looks to Nyxx and then back to Vulcan... "Fate as it were, has rolled the dice and as I walk

this path I know the truth and essence of what must follow..." Looking to the pack, "Take him to the prison beneath the stairs..."

Gwendalyn Darkstone mouth drops

Wolfigang Wycliffe: Sir. If you would come with me. (Looks to Titannia.)

Nerissa Dae 's fingers tightens together as she looks up at her father and Kiba.

Titannia MacMoragh looks at the Dark Lord. Nods at Wolf. "This way."

Gwendalyn Darkstone moves back, too confused to think, she looks up at Justin

Nardia Bashly follows silently....

Justinian Diavolo glances down at Gwen, his eyes blank but those that know him....see a

light look of bewilderment in the corners.

Xanatos Skytower wonders what trick will follow.

Nerissa Dae shakes before she takes a step forward. Forcing herself to follow behind them.

Lorie Nitely watches Vulcan being put in the cell than shivers as she remembers being put in his, she looks down than walks back to where everyone else is.

Titannia MacMoragh looks at Vulcan. Her eyes are confused but she wills her face into a mask that shows nothing as she Puts the restraints on him. Watching warily, but thinking the Dark Lord would not need to lure her close th do somethnga suprising.

Xanatos Skytower looks at Gwen and giggles. "Nice cloak Gwen"

Titannia MacMoragh: *to do somthing suprising*

Lorie Nitely steps behind Jaide as she leans against him in confusion

Gwendalyn Darkstone smiles softly, but looks to Vulcan in the cage, something in her memory stirring but she cant find it, as if it has been erased, but its lingering on the edge of her memory...

Titannia MacMoragh steps back. "Will this hold him?"

Wolfigang Wycliffe backs his captain up, making sure there ARE no surprises. He double checks the locks from a different perspective to be sure the demon lord cannot escape.

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina: It will...

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina throws a face mask to Titannia...

Titannia MacMoragh nods, assuming the Ulfric knows what he speaks of.

Titannia MacMoragh looks at the mask. "For him? " Questions the Ulfric*

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina his face emotionless, "For him." He replies in a low tone...

Titannia MacMoragh nods, she goes forward and looks at the Dark Lord, as usual, she avoids

his eyes as she slips the mask on his face.

Nerissa Dae pushes through so she can see Vulcan, not saying a word since she'd arrived, all she can do is watch what happens.

Nyxx Jigsaw looks at Nerissa wondering how she is handling seeing her father like this.

Titannia MacMoragh shudders slightly, the palpable aura of menace around the Dark Lord still there, despite his current position.

Vulcan Dagger exhales slowly through the restraints of the face mask that binds his jaw together

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina: "For all those that doubted my love and my allegiance to my
family... I hope now, you haven't a second thought on the matter..." He turns to them his eyes seeming to peer into the minds of each of them... Turning back to Vulcan... "So it is upon me to assume the throne..."

Gwendalyn Darkstone wraps her arms around her, shuddering, something she finds somewhat wrong about this, something she doesnt quite like, but she trusts her nimer-Raj to know what to do and remains silent, her eyes fixed on the dark lord

Titannia MacMoragh's voice sounds somewhat hollow as she asks: "What....are we going to do with him?"

Justinian Diavolo speaks in a loud voice, the chill of the grave thick

on the air. "We will respect him above all else"

Keljar Cosmos wonders what throne Kiba is talking about assuming. He doesn't like what he is seeing as one tyrant's reign ends, does the Perigord alpha expect to take his place.

Gwendalyn Darkstone looks to Justin, then back to Vulcan, her arms still wrapped around her, still trying to remember sometihng that is just out of reach..

Gwendalyn Darkstone: ....

Titannia MacMoragh nods at Justinian's words. Whatever else Vulcan has been, respect is something he has always been due.

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina places a hand to Titannia's shoulder... "Our struggle for survival has given us newfound heights..." He turns to look at the others in the pack... Kneeling before them... "I leave the acceptance of this bearing to you all... As when the time was dior I asked this family for their approval of me... Again I ask you now, Will you accept the leadership of Nyxx and I here and now?"

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina bows his head to his family....

Nardia Bashly grips Eden's hand and looks at her Ulfric ''Always.''

Jaide Nightfire: ABSOLUTELY. I never had a doubt

Lorie Nitely peeks around Jaide as she says softly, "always, you are our Ulfric and Lupa"

Titannia MacMoragh looks from one brother to the other, only now, bereft of rainments and artifice can she see they do infact look so much like brothers. She turns her face to the Ulfric and does not hesitate: "Of course Ulfric, always."

Gwendalyn Darkstone looks to Kiba, and nods gently "My Nimer-Raj...that will never
change..." she then goes very quiet, looking to the others briefly

Wolfigang Wycliffe: Kiba, I have been Ronin long enough. I have sworn to you as you are my Daimyo. This I never did lightly. My swords are yours to command and my life is in your hands.

Eden Hendrassen nods "Always Ulfric..."

Vulcan Dagger: "Everything Is Proceeding As I Have Forseen."

Nerissa Dae 's arms fall to her side and creeps forward, just having eyes for her father's bound form. Her head turns but she looks straight ahead as she walks, making sure she doesn't touch any in passing.

Gwendalyn Darkstone looks to Kiba, this overwhelming feeling she should go and sit by him,

ask him to accept her words, to show her alliegance to him and her Nimer-Ra, but she remains still unsure if she should

Justinian Diavolo stands, his eyes locked on the wall behind which Vulcan is confined. He listens to the words that the pack speaks. What thoughts pass through his mind are unreadable. His eyes narrow slightly at the words of the ulfric as if he is in thought.

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina places his hand upon his right knee and liftshimself off the ground as his eye's fill with emotion, a single tear drips from his cheek..

Titannia MacMoragh stops forward, goes to her knees, looks into the eyesof her Ulfric as she raises her head slightly, tilting back and exposing her neck in a wolf's guesture

Justinian Diavolo speaks his voice cold and even..."do you say that it is our choice if you accept the command of the city as offered by Vulcan's surrender?"

Titannia MacMoragh: to an Ulfric

Xanatos Skytower stands looking on that what is unfolding totally bewildered. Can this be the Vulcan that ordered her torture. Ran this city with all fearing him surely not. Her head shakes slightly showing her thoughts.

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina looks to Justinian and nods his head, "Yes, The people must always have the choice of who they wish to lead... It was always the perigord way..."

Gwendalyn Darkstone moves foreward a step, but then she stops, looking to her Nimer-Raj then Nimer-Ra, then moves all the way foreward she kneels before her Nimer-Raj, her head down, hand up to him, keeping herself below him as he is her King

Justinian Diavolo listens to the words the Ulfric speaks and contemplates the dark and difficult possibilities this future holds. He nods his head slowly.

Titannia MacMoragh rises smoothly back to her feet with a nod to the Ulfric.

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina: This city was always to become yours... We have been tortured, killed, beaten, enslaved, and ruthlessly broken down until the brink of our existence...

Jaide Nightfire is way totally confused as to why vulcan would allow himself to be locked up rather than jut leave town if his time had come. And if his time has come well that blows.

Gwendalyn Darkstone kneels there, keeping herself there, listening, her head rising to look up at him

Eden Hendrassen 1 eyes 3

Vulcan Dagger watches silently

Wolfigang Wycliffe: He would not just leave town. Abandoning it like a rat leaving a sinking ship. If his time was done, then this was innevitable.

Wolfigang Wycliffe: To just leave like a thief in the night would bring dishonor on everything he stood for.

Vulcan Dagger flexes his hands slowly, straining the bindings slightly as his balefire eyes shift slowly from one being to the next, listening to the events

Titannia MacMoragh: Invevitable....*her eyes harden*.... so do we end it? *looks over at Vulcan again, then back to her Ulfric* "Do we end...him? Not vengeance, Ulfric...don't misunderstand me...but this...*nods at the prison*...is Elba, before they had the sense to kill Napoleon.

Justinian Diavolo moves forward so that he is in clear view of the dread lord. His head and eyes slowly shift so that he looks the Demon in the face. his eyes narrow as he slowly inclines his head forward as if in concentration. Inky darkness swirls within the whites of his eyes and dark Vapour begins to form with every exhalation......

Justinian Diavolo speaks...."This one is mine to determin his fate....and Gaia has said....it is not his time"

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina: "I know not what else to say" His voice falls silent as he looks to each of them...

Titannia MacMoragh nods and steps back, accepting the Freki's word on the matter.

Wolfigang Wycliffe: Hati, this place must be guarded at all times from now until we DO decide what to do with him.

Gwendalyn Darkstone looks to Justin, then to vulcan, something in her eyes not quite readable, then she shifts back on her heels away from her nimer-Raj to stand, and wraps her arms about her once more, hugging herself

Titannia MacMoragh: Agreed.

Vulcan Dagger allows his eyes to widen animalistically with a wild intensity for a brief moment before narrowing them into sinister slits of focus as he remains silent. His looming frame held in place by the multiple bindings as with his gaze staring ahead

Nerissa Dae 's head turns as she casts her gaze over her shoulder to look at those behind her and then turns to look the other way at Kiba.

Justinian Diavolo looks past the Ulfric to stare unblinkingly at the dark lord.

Titannia MacMoragh mutters again "Elba....." and shakes her head slightly, watching the Dark Lord's eyes.

Wolfigang Wycliffe: Ulfric, other matters require my attention. I would take my leave now.

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina: Go in luna's loving embrace...

Wolfigang Wycliffe turns towards the cell and regards the being within. Showing an incredible ammount of respect, bows to him, a prisoner.

Vulcan Dagger inclines his head foward, the chains clanking in the darkness

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina extends the spear and presses the button to withdraw the blades... The sound of their cold metal scraping against the hilt as each blade slides in... "Only by the choice of perigord shall I remain in a position of power... And should I become unfit for this task, it will be perigord's to unseat me..."

Wolfigang Wycliffe (In Lycan): gr seg ah growl raha r-ro gr g roaha grr-snort chur gro gro a dc khse ra talib r-ro ahinbus grr-snort arrgrll roaha

Justinian Diavolo shifts his stance watching the dread lord with unwavering gaze.

Jaide Nightfire (In Lycan): kel kel raha llww raaaah gr ah raaaah

Rio D.(Digi Pera) mummbles something about a soul..

Phillippa Parx walks carefull and silently and glances at where Vulcan stands. She takes a mental picture of the moment.

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina: I desire, not power, but for this family to survive...

Justinian Diavolo turns his head and speaks, answering the comment..."not this night, little one"

Vulcan Dagger: " Its not about Power . . Its about Sending a Message. " - Vulcan Dagger

Nyxx Jigsaw stands with her arms relaxed at her side watching the interaction not showing her thoughts on her face.

Rio D.(Digi Pera) crosses and sighs, her lips curled into a frown. "Fine.."

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina Inhales slowly, "And as such I will accept the rule of the city... So long as you believe me fit for the title...

Gwendalyn Darkstone her eyes fall on Vulcan and seeing him like that makes her feel so small, if someone with this much power has given up, then what about the little guys... something dark passes over her eyes and she simply stands there, either in thought or just not willing to show what she feels

Titannia MacMoragh: Nerissa....Did you know this was what your father was coming here for?

Nerissa Dae keeps her back to them as she remains seated on the ground, a small spot of cold, where she watches her father.

Jaide Nightfire suddenly realizes what's happening. ((duh)) He looks to the Ulfric and nods with a slight grin.

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina: "I must rest, this night has taken more out of me than I expected..."

Titannia MacMoragh: Good night Ulfric

Nardia Bashly nods...''Sleep Well Father..''

Vulcan Dagger watches silently

Eden Hendrassen: Rest well Ulfric...

Gwendalyn Darkstone nods, hearing her nimer-Raj speak, but she doesnt take her eyes from the Dark lord

Justinian Diavolo says nothing but continues to observe Vulcan

KibaTheWhiteWolf Demina: "Please come and sit with me..."

Phillippa Parx turns to follow the Ulfric.

Nardia Bashly glances at Vulcan silently before moving back to follow.

Rio D.(Digi Pera) approaches the Freki, standing at his side she removed her glasses. Her dark eyes fell on the small cold demon then raised to Vulcan

Ghostdogg Torok rests his head on Rios shoulder

Vulcan Dagger raises his chin, looking at Justinian

Titannia MacMoragh notes that the Freki is at the cell.

Gwendalyn Darkstone steps foreward, the sound of the long cloak on the ground as she stands on the other side of Justin, her eyes on the Demon lord, but her eyes do not betray what she feels

Justinian Diavolo steps slowly forward as the pack follows the Ulfric. He narrows his usually unexpressive eyes and vulcan sees within them suspicion and disbelief as if he knows something is not right. He says nothing

Rio D.(Digi Pera) reaches her hand to Doggs head and pats him gently on the head, her eyes still on the demon

Jaide Nightfire growls softly to J

Ghostdogg Torok walks away from the demon lord the stench sufficating his senses

Jaide Nightfire (In Lycan): raha arrgrll grrl jurak
Jaide Nightfire: this doesn't feel right

Vulcan Dagger flexes his fingers in and out slowly, his jaw restrained and sealed closed by the powerful mask . The muscled bulk of his arms and legs binded by the infernal chains that rattle and clank with every small movement of his body

Rio D.(Digi Pera) drums her fingers on her chin. "Who would have thought...I still can't believe what i'm seeing.."

Nerissa Dae listens to the steps come closer and she barely turns her head to look at the legs, not even bothering to lift her head off her arms to look at the lycans standing a few meters from her.

Jaide Nightfire hears his Ulfric calling but still can't fully believe vulcan's in chains in the cell. He looks back at the cell then turns to go over to Kiba

Gwendalyn Darkstone lets her eyes drift up to justin, and then she turns, her eyes once more giving Vulcan a small glance, her eyes giving him all that he needs to know, that even chained, she respects him, for what he did for her in the past, though she cannot seem to remember it all..and turns going to join her pack

Jaide Nightfire (In Lycan): grrl al growl
Jaide Nightfire: I'll be close

Justinian Diavolo points at the youg female demon at the feet of the dark lord. He speaks and when he does those present notice a slight change in the tone...."Please see the young one has all she needs to be comfortable. She is to be allowed to stay with him if she so desires. She is under my protection while she is here"

Jaide Nightfire nods to J

Justinian Diavolo motions to the pack..."Ulfric calls....come"

Justinian Diavolo turns and walks toward the throne

Rio D.(Digi Pera) frowns then leaves the two Demons alone

2009-03-06T06:53:00.000-08:00

It was not what one wanted to do...it was a hard decision. And the tears lasted most of the day and furthter into the next. Even if they wasn't seen, they were there. The short temper. The redness around the black pools that glistened more then usual. The way the face always seemed to look away from anyone that would look her way....She refused to look at them. The show the sadness. Father kept her at all times. And when the lycans attacked, he shoved her into his brother's arms to protect her and snarled, ready to tear any limb to limb to keep her safe from any further pain.

She didn't know what hurt more..her body, heart or spirit...The tightness in her stomach showed every shift grotesly and she took to wearing things to cover herself more then usual, even her face to hide the grimaces and snarls most of the time. Black is slimming...psh...doesn't matter. It still shows lumps and bumps when one is standing wrong.

Nerissa rubs her puffy eyes and tucks herself further into the nich she made for herself in the bookcase high upon the wall. She could feel the painting of her grandfather, Xerax, over her head, brushing at her horn at times with a small clack of wood to polished obsidian. Feel it even in her skull...she tries not to think about it. Sitting at the table. Having to clear the books out of the way to make room just to set papers down to even write it.

Her hand had shook as the pen was held poised over the parchment and the light made her tender eyes sting as she tried to focus through the tears while she tried to write down her words of good bye. This was the second...or was it the third one?..she's had to do..her resignation to a place she had called home. None had been easy to leave but times had come to a point that she had to go...They could never understand what went on in her head. And she was changing, herself. She was a danger to them. She proved that the day she ripped Athan's soul out of his body right there infront of them...A stabbing pain in her hand makes her flinch and growl as she realized she'd snapped her pen in half and it had jabbed into her palm where she'd squeezed too hard, impaling her to the point where it's contents and her silver laced blood was dripping onto the parchment. Instantly she starts to bawl and grow angry simutanuously and balls it up to throw it with the others she'd destroyed before it with errors and anger. This..this was only one of several reasons she was leaving. After what seemed like days to her, she finished it, and sealed it to be delivered to the Voodoo Shoppe for Pix and began to prepare herself for the calls she knew she'd be getting.

The demon wished they'd taken time to contact her before..to let her know they were thinking about her..all that time she'd been gone and no one would even give a small howdy doo. She always kept to herself but she never felt so alone in her life. Less then half dozen that do bother to see her and her emotions have chased half them away almost and all she has otherwise is her mother and father at her side constantly, watching over her, and keeping her safe and alive.

Soon...soon, she will be herself again. And she will be strong again. Then those that aim to hurt her will see just how wrong it is to try and hurt her and those she love. All those that say they would be there for her and watch her back. She did not need them...this is why she always did everything herself. Never trust....for you only have yourself in the end. No matter how many times they say they will be there...in the end, its you standing there alone and surrounded by your enemies with just a small blade...

There is but very few she will ever trust. A very selected few that has proven themselves utterly worthy of giving their lives to her. And these are the ones she choses to be with. Because the others have failed her too many times.

2009-03-04T02:09:00.000-08:00

She stands at his side as always and listens to his words. Guidance. Schooling. He teachers her to be prepared. To take care of herself for those hours he is unable to be there to take care of her. Especially now. The traitor has managed to leave the House unscathed but he will be watched, the threats to her own person making father extremely worried. It leaves her feeling scared to see Vulcan so worried over her. He's never shown concern for anyone in the past but since she and her mother have stepped into his life, he has opened his heart to them considerably. The light of mother's innocence keeps his darkness from consuming...but what is Nerissa? She is not innocent..she is neither pure...thinking of those she has hurt in his name. Killed. Tortured. And though she has never taken pleasure in it, she had done it meticulously to prove herself to him. To inflict the worse pain imaginable on the mind and body without using crafted tools...

She was an oddity still. Neither succubus nor warrior...she held great power within. Taught others. Protected. Guided as well. Helped...a sudden twist of pain jolts her from her thoughts as she watches her father talking to her brother, Cur's black featured wings making her fingers itch to just reach out to touch. Her hands fall to her stomach and had just lost herself to her thoughts again when she felt Vulcan's hand fall onto her silver crown, "Are you alright, baby?" He asks in that rich baratone. "You only hum when you hurt.." Neri blinks and looks down before she shrugs and edges closer, sinking into his heated side, knowing he'll always be there to protect her ever waking moment. "I'm alright. Promise." A sleepy smile touches her lips as he closes an arm around him and gathers her tiny frame up within his robes to warm her perpetual cold body even as he gives an indecisive nod.

Dust and Memories....

2009-02-26T05:44:00.000-08:00

Running. From one end of the city to the other. Its one way to keep fit and by golly, before midnight, she was ready to collapse into exhaustion at her father's feet. To curl up and just pass out.

The morning brings the light through the window slates, just barely turned to let it through into the room, her body sprawled yet twisted sideways on her bed and staring sleepily at the dust motes dancing in the sunbeams. A smile touches the demon's lips for some reason, a memory of doing this when she was still a faeish child, watching them dip and dance about in the warm beams that she'd sit in as the light come through her window, trying to warm up in the orphanage's large bedroom she'd shared with other girls around her age when she was a child..Nerissa sighs and turns away, the silver mane covering her face spreading out in a fan over her covers as she lays onto her back.

It leaves her feeling the life as it shifts and she lies there, just experiencing it in awe, the quickening. Wondering. Scared..yes..she was very scared. So deep in thought on this new experience she jumps as suddenly her music box begins to play, reacting to her worries instantly. The large shiny black eyes glisten when they turn to the box carved of bone and smiles for a moment until it reminds her of last night's occurrences...the blazing building and the frantic screaming of Moni when she thought her son was inside.

The damn Alley cats..if they had only just kept minding their own business and not gotten stupid again. Not tried to put her uncle into a meat grinder..none of it would of happened. The battle wouldn't of torn through the street, the Alley Queen wouldn't of been captured and taken to one of the planes of Hell to teach her a lesson for her treachery.....Father wouldn't of set explosives on the building and told Moni her baby was still inside to put fear into her for their mistakes...

The demon sighs and covers her eyes to try and block it out as tears streamed down her face and the then the bed shifts, her body leaning towards a heavy weight on her right before heat surrounds her as she's scooped up into a set of powerful arms and held tight. She didn't need to open her eyes to know the heady scent of her father holding her and she buries her wet face into his chest as his large clawed hand strokes down between her tiny wings soothingly, holding her tight to his chest to ease her back into sleep once more, right in his arms.

Cold Mornings

2009-02-21T06:20:00.000-08:00

The small body tucks itself as best it can in the crook of some limbs, nestled high up in the withered tree set in the dead center of a cemetery to look out across the high fence and streets of the quiet city that morning in thought. The long tapering tail coiling itself around the fat limb itself helped stable the small demon as she rested, lost herself in melancholy thoughts of loneliness once again. Why had no one called. No one tried to contact to her to see how she was? To see if she was okay? It seemed like the only one's that did care were Mei,Venom, Soy and Taz. And her father and mum...

She lets her head rest back against the rough splintery bark of the tree behind her tiny wings, the wood digging in a little each time she happened to squirm around. It was getting uncomfortable for her more and more the further she got, her body growing ripe and soon she'd pop. Fear actually gripped her that moment as she dwelled on the thoughts of when the day is coming. All those years she swore it'd never happen. She fought it tooth and nail, denying them that privalege...but this time, she didn't stop it. She had stopped the potion she had asked Hadyn so long ago to prepare for her and now she only waits for the day that something new will be born...

But why?...Why has no one asked how she is when she's not been in the city? Where are all that had said they are her friends and gone on about saying they'd be there for her?..the little demon sighs and the glossy black orbs drops down to the tombs and head pieces around her, listening to the whisperings of the dead speak to her and try to soothe the demon childe. But she found no comfort this morning in their words, for once wanting to hear a breath from the living talking to her.

Someone more then just her father's company. Or her mother's kind, soft body holding her too late too little. Though she found comfort in her new found mother's arms, she hardly new her birth mother. She hardly knows herself anymore..who she is..what she is..

From her thoughts, movement catches her eyes, she turns her head and casts her gaze towards the street and courthouse again to see lycans wandering around the court yard casually and sighs, pulling the hair down over her head to hide the blinding white threads of her mane so they don't spot her moving about so early in their hunt and just curls up within the canopy of branches to nap and wait for her parents to wake up while the city of Obsidian, her new home, wakes up slowly.

Alone...

2009-02-17T20:42:00.000-08:00

She stands on the doorsteps of the shop as the wind tugs the silver threads across her face, tangling the black lace at her throat, sometimes kicked up to catch at a curl of one of the black horns that shines. Sighing, she looks back behind her at the portal, her skin broken with goosebumps. It gave Nerissa the willies and her stomach was twisted terribly that she always felt ill now when around the shop.

Finally, after two long days of hard work, she got her charms back into place, the only one not broken was the one she carefully set at her stomach. The seal pulsed with a life its on even as the life within shifted and twisted every now and then against the tight flesh held behind her corset. This was the last day she was going to be able to visit the shop after sunday's meeting.

The sudden appearance of the ShadowMan dropping into the circle while they held their meeting led to a panic. She had such a hard time getting to her hooved feet even as she could hear Calleigh and Athan screaming for her to run and get out of the building when she could feel something in the air happening behind her. Hackles risen, she was dizzy and tripped at the end of the stairs, slamming into the wall as she felt suddenly weakened. It took a manual beating of her own horned head into her horned head into the wall to clear it and a sudden spoken spell to block what was happening and then Neri was racing through the back room and through the ward to escape through the shop as she heard her Family upstairs screaming and shouting at what could only of been Quiet at one time and then she's out.

On the beach she went and there she stood, blood dripping down her pale face as she stared at the voodoo shoppe with large glistening black orbs, trembling as she held herself and crying harshly. For once in her life she didn't know what to do. She was in a panic and she didn't know what to do or where to go. The one place she thought safe no longer could offer her haven as something ominous seemed to come from there, later this morning it proved to be some artifact now stood in our pentagram and she no longer could enter the shop.

Today was the last day Neri was able to enter Toxia and she was going to miss what little friends she had...there was no one there for her to say goodbye too. So she turned and without a word passed through the thin veil to travel the shadow lands to go be with her mother and father.

2009-02-11T10:34:00.001-08:00

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) snorts *Let me tell you ... I would never get here if she tried to continue the usual
...*

Nerissa Dae looms over Nikki with her cold presense baring down on hir.

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) looked over hir shoulders, faded for a second to merge behind neri with hir gun drawn

Athan Petrov grins "Oh look, troubles back"

Nerissa Dae growls at the man standing near the stairs, baring the needle like teeth covered in black ichor at him. "And who are you, cur?" She snarls with menace, not even bothering to pay mind now to Nikki with hir drawn gun.

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) aims hir gun at the shadows neck *Au contré... Who are you...?*

Athan Petrov laughs "You should know, you took my soul"

Something around the small dark demon shifts and shadowy limbs strikes Nikki's weapons away from her back. "It is me you little fool! Your fuckin' elder! Draw guns on me again and I will render you in two!" She snarls at Nikki as she turns at the waist to look down at her with cold eyes.

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) lowers hir gun slowly and snarls *Yea sorry, but lately something have disturbed my sensing, hence a bionic shortcircuited eye as well as recent events.*

Nerissa Dae waits little to return her attention back to Athan though and laughs. "Ah...You look different then the furry ass snot you usually are. Do you wish your soul back now?" She asks touching the glowing crystal at her hip, the pulsing of life felt by any that is sensitive to such things.

Athan Petrov: Not like i'd have a use for it...If you hadn't noticed my remains in the corner, i'm dead...

Nerissa Dae snorts through her nose, the childish features hidden behind the mask, the dark skin giving nothing away of what once way the quiet gentle demon of before. "Always getting into trouble, cur. Serves ya right it does." She cackles and grasps the crystal from her hip, breaking whatever it was that held it to her body. "Then you've no choice but to be what ya was once before and no longer my cousin but my brother." She tells Athan as ichor drops from her chin.

Athan Petrov steps closer, his eyes narrowed at Neri "What are you talking about and what has made you start acting like this?"

Elroy Brouwer mews "Hyies.."

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) waves to El

Nerissa Dae turns and heads for the corpse as she starts uttering words of a demonic origin, something never before heard from the young demon's lips as she advances on Athan's dead body. The crystal begins to glow, the shadows shifting around her as they start to begin pulling in towards her small dark form even as the room grows colder. "You'd best hope father never finds out about this, Athan..." She growls with anger staining her incantion as she starts to instill demonic energy into the soul within the crystal, contaminating Athan's spirit she had torn from his body days earlier.

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) slowly withdrew as shi was dragged along with the taking of the shadows while shi snorted a couple of times

Elroy Brouwer raises an eyebrow looking between th three of them "Uhm.. what is going on here?"

Athan Petrov steps forward again "Wh...What are you doing?"

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) looks to El *She's raising Athan it seems... and I am not going near... That's certain death for the likes of me...*

Elroy Brouwer looks to Nikki "Ain't that good?"she asks hir.

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) waves El over *It's good for the Coven, but when Neri starts playing, I hide... She's my dimentral opposition right now, and I am not risking death unless it's needed...*

Elroy Brouwer nods slowly as she turns to look at Neri but keeps quiet not wanting to disturb her.

Athan Petrov sighs "Might be good but i'll become..." he stops before finishing his sentence

Elroy Brouwer looks up to Athan waiting for him to finish his sentence.

Nerissa Dae ignores the chatter as her words twists almost obscenely, the crystal turning dark in her hand. She holds her small taloned hand over it and something is pulled free of it, what was pale and gauzy pale, Athan's soul comes out now twisted and dark with red threads enterlaced within the filaments, drawing her hand back to pull it free of its vessel to return it to the corpses' body once more. She grins, knowing full well that the pain that this will bring him is going to be a joy to watch for her and she goes to stoop over him, shoving her hand into his chest cavity once more as if its nothing more then water to implant it where it once was housed, continuing the demonic binding that will put it back and make him once more a demon again. It doesn't stop there though. She pulls her arm out, leaving behind crystals of frost on his clothing and fur, and reaches for his muzzle to pry open so she can get his mouth open before she jerks out a knife and slices open her own wrist, spilling her own unique blood the dead lycan's mawl to obliderate all that he was and make him reborn into her brother and the blood line of a Dagger.

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) paced a bit near the ward while shi kept a close eye on the ceremony ((Litterally one eye)) while shi bared hir fangs faintly

Elroy Brouwer eyes widen as she looks at Neri performing some kind of ritual she has never seen before.

Nerissa Dae 's shoulders begin to shake before it comes out that she's laughing cruely. She pushes herself to her feet slowly, the pregnancy making her slow still, the dark twisted demon stepping away to let the change take effect now as if she's just going to enjoy some movie on the telie over his head while slapping her hands together gleefully. "This is going to be so fun!"

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) narrowed hir eye as if to prepare to countereffect an areaspell towards hir while shi paced around

The wards do not respond to the menacing ways of what has happened. There is no true violence. Athan was already dead. The twisted demon that is Nerissa bringing him back to life even though through a terrible manner. Now, as if sensing the way people are reacting to her, Neri turns and snarls at Nikki, "Would ya rather he remain dead!?" she snaps viciously as the shadows dance under her skirt to hide what appears to be a pale face peaking out from under it.

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) responded faintly *No of course not... Please do continue...* shi started to relax more, yet still shi remained observant

Elroy Brouwer just stares in Karens eyes as she listens to what is happening behind her.

Nerissa Dae lifts her chin "Is that the one that has been annoyin' the shop?" she snarls quietly as the black ichor spills down her chin.

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) nods *If that's how you wish to put it Elder...*

Nerissa Dae snorts and turns away. "She has been told to come back after she's been in the city for a few days." The demon turns back to Athan's corspe, patiently waiting.

Persephone Rhode blinks up at the creature in front of her, meekly "Hello"

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) turns to walk out to the front *I am right back...*

Elroy Brouwer keeps silent watching Neri and Athans body wondering what will happen.

Athan Petrov 's host suddenly falls to the ground with force like an empty shell seconds after his chest moves out as if something was pulled from the body. The head and torso in the corner of the room slowly move together, the tendons, flesh and ligaments that previously connected the two that were torn in the attack rebuilding to connect the head and torso together, the tendons and flesh moving along the ground as if crawling to close the gap between the two body parts before finally completing the reconstruction of most of his neck and shoulders. The bones stretch with a hideous noise that echoes in the room to recreate the bones that were broken or completely removed from the attack while his head changes shape, the muzzle seeming to be pushed back into his skull as his shadowy eyes flash open and screams of agony and pain from the change leave his mouth. His arms and legs doing a similar thing as his neck did and more cracking, squelching and flesh tearing as the rest of his body begins to rebuild itself and change back into the form he held before the wolf incident, his hands become smaller, though still clawed and his legs straighten completely to a more natural angle and pose. More screams escape his mouth during the change, the fur falling completely off the remains and more cracks follow as his ribcage shifts back into a more human position, previously pushed outwards by the change into the wolf.

Persephone Rhode stares at the winged being

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) looked to Soap while shi paced around *Can I help...?*

Persephone Rhode peeks into the door of the shop

Elroy Brouwer looks horrified by what she sees happening to Athans body, her feet feel like there melted to the ground making her unable to move an inch, her eyes almost popping out of her skull, chin hanging on her chest as she mouth makes an big *O* but no sounds coming out.

There a squeal of delight from the small dark clad figure, the tail jerking about as the shadows swirl around in a crazy dervish. Neri seems estatic to see her results come out so beautiful, her third creation to bring to the family. The young demon herself growls low and continues to watch with a grin that twists her lips as she waits to see what she's created as Athan comes back to life while she takes a step away to protect herself perhaps, tail jerking side to side while she sets the soul shard back to her skirt's belts.

Persephone Rhode sniffs, walks back outside

Nerissa Dae turns her head and sees a stark of white shimmer through the wards of the doorway. There's a growl from the young demon and she shifts, moving towards it to see who's within the shop itself personally, without entering it or addressing just yet.

Nerissa Dae turns and casts her black eyes over her shoulder. "El. Who is this male in our shop? " She hisses quietly to the covenite.

Elroy Brouwer stares at Athan as he comes to life, feeling somewhat happy though not sure if she should be, as she turns to Neri shaking her head "I have no idea Neri."

Soap Clawtooth turned his head toward what sniffed to him like a mutant and gave a smile whiel browsing the various thrift that the store had to offer. He had never been a protagonist of voodoo, but the religion had been good for some natural remedies to problems and so it was never outside of his purview to consider voodoo as a solution to problems. 'I am looking for a natural remedy,' he relplied, his tone soft and calm. 'For dimentia,' he added and smiled again.

Nikki (Dimitri Matova) nodded slowly while shi paced around, seemingly in a deeper thought about the request mentioned by the angel before hir *Hmm... Let me check that, since I am no droid...*

Persephone Rhode shuffles the tarot deck

Soap Clawtooth smiled and and waited, noting the shark's tail of the mutant and a look of mild concern growing on his face. A mutation naturally? He wondered, or Dagon's handy work. His eyes flicked to the beaded curtain and he noticed people in the back, coven members, most likely, but paid it little heed.

Nerissa Dae watches the blue skin male in the shop and finally turns away as if bored with it to return her attention to Athan again, a severely twisted grin displayed to show the needle like teeth. "Father will be so proud of me." She watches for a moment longer her newly created brother and nods. "Shows over Kitten. But safe?...." She utters a strange chuckle and turns again, heading to the warded doorway. [[repost and changed for Athan.]]

Katana Mayako slowly eases his way inside after some thought and with a lost look on his face, crouches down pulling out a map of what seems to be a forest, looking it over again

Persephone Rhode looks at the creature in front of her "Hi"

Katana Mayako looks up out of his thoughts looking around confused

Persephone Rhode thumbs through a book of spells, while mumbling under her breath

Katana Mayako: ...hi?....

Athan Petrov screams again, climbing onto his knees as he continues to change, shadows begin to appear from his back, forcing their way through his flesh to create tentacles on his back, his tail appears once again as he kneels there and now holds his head as new horns force their way out from his skull

Soap Clawtooth raised his eyebrows at the scream that issued from the rear of the shop. 'Sounds like someone needs an 'oliday,' he muttered to nobody in particular.

Nerissa Dae wanders back into the shop, looking the two males standing and loitering, as she sees it. The sound of screaming seems to make her giggle unnaturally, the young demon smiling for a moment before she turns to address the most recent to arrive, the male to her left she's staring at. "Can I help you?" She says almost coldly as the air around her holds.

Katana Mayako mutters the greeting back at the next person walking in, standing up he folds his map up sloppily cramming it in his pocket and looks around paying more attention to his suroundings finally

Elroy Brouwer slowly walks over to Athan as she sees him change "Everything alright?" she asks him as she stops by his side.

Katana Mayako looks the being over slowly with uncertainty responding 'Is lost... lose mate, lose forest, and map have symbols on that Kat not know.....'

Katana Mayako sighs frustrated and goes on 'Where is Kat, what this place can tell ?

Soap Clawtooth drew on his cigarette and studied the woman before him. He sensed a demon but also sensed that something wasn't entirely right, either. He couldn't quite put his finger on it. His thoughts turned to the alchemic circle outside and then back to the goings on surrounding the fish Co and the Shadow Pit and mused to himself.

Nerissa Dae snorts rudely. "You are in the diseased city of Toxia. There is no forest here. All died long time ago when man got greedy and started dumpin' crap." She growls at him and lifts her chin. "Where is it you look for?"

Athan Petrov tries to climb to his feet and looks up to El, thinking the change was over, he growls as the tentacles on his back flail rapidly "What you fuckin' think?" he growls out before rushing to the door barely at his feet, knocking El out of the way before running through the ward, over the counter and disappearing through the door

Katana Mayako pulls his map back out looking at it again and shrugs pointing to a spot on it as he tips it to show you better. The place on the map seems to be of a forest that probably hasn't existed for centuries by now, and rather frustrated replies 'That is where must take mate.. they say.. but, Kat walk everywhere, over land, never find....'

Soap Clawtooth moved to the doorway and took the cigarette from between his lips, blowing the smoke outside. He looked to the dark demon next to him. 'I see you got one too,' he commented idly, placing the cigarette back in his mouth for another drag.

Elroy Brouwer growls at Athan as he pushes her aside and watches him run out, she turns around to look into the shop seeing several people standing there she moves over to the counter a little irritated "Hi.. anyone i can help, if not please leave."

Katana Mayako's attention wander to the counter slowly his eyes gazing over all the stuff around it and the person standing there 'Whatdo sell here?'

Nerissa Dae 's head turns a little as if aware that the one behind her moves closer to her, a low growl of warning issues before she erupts into another chortle as she watches Athan sprint through the door out into the streets. She turns back to look at the map then suddenly, rudely, snatches it from the stranger to look at it with a snarl as from her chin drips black ichor. "Of course we got one. The portals are every where." She growls, annoyed more by the comment made by the male behind her while she tries to make sense of the map before she snarls. "Where did you get this?"

Soap Clawtooth turned his head back to the woman who had entered. 'Well, a fine welcome for a shop,' he replied with a smile. 'I was just looking for a natural remedy for dimentia,' he said. 'A friend of mine was silly enough to go and touch Dagon's handy work by the old tank.' His tone was casual and nonthreatening, but his eyes keeps warding to the dark demon with the tentacles.

Soap Clawtooth raisd his eyebrows to the dark demon. 'Not everywhere,' he said. 'Only in....strategic locations, eh?' he nodded and grinned.

Elroy Brouwer looks irritated to Katana "If you don't know what we sell here, i say open youre eyes and look around."

Nerissa Dae thrusts an arm out to the counter. "There, kitten. In a drawer to the right." She growls and then looks up at the one before, the face hidden behind the death mask.

Katana Mayako shrugs his shoulders 'Kat no remember now... was too long finding it already...'

"We are a metaphysical bookstore. We sell herbs, potions and the likes. Remove curses. Spells and other thinks of that nature." Says the small demoness.

Elroy Brouwer shakes her head not wanting to deal with costumers at the moment and walks back into the room she came from.

Katana Mayako raises an eyebrow as he looks again, biting his lip a moment resisting the urge to sak, buten mumbles 'What is..book?'...

Soap Clawtooth's brow furrowed. 'Seems everyone's not entirely happy,' he began. 'Trouble at the inn?' he asked of the dark demon, still unable to quite place what was out of place.

Nerissa Dae thrusts the map back at the male infront of her and turns herself so that each stands on either side and not front and back to see them better while her tail jerks side to side viciously. "Can't rely on anyone in this place half the time." She snarls and goes to take care of the customer's order itself. "How badly is this dementia?" She asks in a cold manner.

Soap Clawtooth's eyes flicked toward the impatient demon. 'You tell me,' he muttered inaudibly and then spoke up to say. 'Nonsensicle, drunken appearance, doesn't really register people around her and rarely makes sense whens he speaks,' he said, lying about the sex of the one involved at least.

Katana Mayako approaches the counter looking everything over closely, his eyes widening as if he never saw anything of ths nature before, his large claw reaches out but resists the urge to touch anything. He turns his head to look at the other person, and catching the cool demeanor from him tries to mimic them and eases his shoulders uncomfortable bobboing his head, and with a nail starts to thumb through whatever book infront of him as if he knew EXACTLY what it was at least in his own mind blending in

Katana Mayako: Book, yess.. Kat like taste of purple one... *forces a pathetic smile*

Its hard to say if she scowls or frowns listening to the pale blue skinned one but she grows silent as she bends down to gather things from behind the counter and prepare something needed. "So this one touched the stuff growin' off the tank I take it." Neri states while she works, seemingly appearing as if she knows exactly what it is she's doing, she works quickly as she mixes up the ingredients right there infront of the winged male. It takes little time and then she dumps it all into the center of a sheet of vellum that she folds carefully into a packet, using nothing to seal it but carefully lipped into a seam itself tightly with cold fingers that frosts the paper itself once done. The masked face raises to look at him and she holds it out between two clasping taloned fingertips, " What do you trade for it or offer as payment?" She asks in a lifeless tone.

Soap Clawtooth grinned. Oh what a question, he thought to himself. He produced a stone of fair size from his breast pocket that he had been concocting over the last day, replicating a seal against Dagon's wickedness that a fellow Demon had been devising. He was not against....borrowing ideas occasionally. 'This,' he said, turning to place the stone on the counter. 'It's a ward against Dagon's influence and power,' he said. He then made a big display of looking around the shop. 'Place like this could do with it, you know. He seeks out places like this. Religions, magical orders, anything that resembles spirituality and worship not of him, really,' he explained casually, relaxed. 'Could be useful for ya.' He gave a nonchalant smile.

Nerissa Dae 's free hand lifts and the stone jerks off the counter into the small palm with a firm smack of impact, curiousity undoubtedly given over. She doesn't give over the potion just yet as she inspects the stone, getting a 'feel' of its properties while it seems the glistening eyes remain on the one at the door. "This store stands on a focal point of power. Like the Pit. I'm also one of the original gatherin's that happened to stop Dagon from entering the world the last time he was summoned...." She finally shrugs and snaps her wrist, tossing the packet at the man. "Here. Come back and explain further how it works and all debts paid off. " Speaks the cold encased demon.

Soap Clawtooth grinned. 'I'm smokin',' he replied. 'It's rude to smoke indoors.' In point of fact he just felt comfier by he door, meant that he could get away quicker. The boss wouldn't be too pleased to find that he had become a fishy mutant for a Lesser Failed Deity like Dagon. 'And yeah, I know about Dagon trying to come through last time,' he said. He decided to play ignorance on this one. He had been in Gaza the first time Dagon had appeared and in Innsmouth the second time. 'Fails every time, from what I hear,' he said. 'Though I'm sure he'll 'ave remembered you. He might be a failure, but he 'as a chip on 'is shoulder and 'is memory is long,' he replied. Looking down at the bag she had tossed to his feet. He looked back up at the demon and gave a knowing smile.

Nerissa Dae shrugs with indifference as she drops the stone into a compartment instead of pocketing it, as if she doesn't trust the guy herself. "Who knows. I was different then. As different as I was two days ago." She states then she tells him. "Drop it in orange juice. Not hot water or tea. Got it? They'll pass out for a few hours and sleep but when they'll wake up, they'll come back to their senses. The headache, just tell them to pop a couple of asprin."

Soap Clawtooth reached down and pulled the sleeve of his coat over his hand before grasping at the bag and then pocketing it. In light of all that was happening, tentacles on Demons came across as odd to him and didn't trust it at all. 'Cheers,' he said. He stepped forward and paused, looking over his shoulder at the strange demon. 'You'll fail, you know.' came the non sequitur. 'He'll fail. Just like last time, and the time before that,' he paused and made a show of musing. 'oh, and the time before that,' he grinned wickedly.

Nerissa Dae snorts as she begins to tidy up. Inspite the twisted manner of the small shadow figure, the demon still takes time to clean the mess up she created, saying to him without looking up. "We will do what we need to do to protect the Coven." she hisses without emotions, a hint of white wispy hairs peaking out under her hood shows against her lower jaw line when she leans down to close a draw. " No one knows the future for there's many branches. "

Soap Clawtooth grinned. Smart answer, he thought. For once. He turned back to the dark demon and shook his head. 'If you say so,' he said and gave her a knowing look. He said no more, however and exited. Just as with the Fish Co. and The Shadow Pit, it seemed to him that Dagon had already knocked on the door of the Voodoo shop and that someone had answered...

Nerissa Dae draws out from behind the counter to come around, though its the window she heads for and not the door, with a side glance towards the unknown male.

2009-02-09T15:08:00.000-08:00

Carefully, Silver and Nerissa slips through the corridor that connects the hospital to the church, making their way to the back of the church itself after news of Athan being there...

Athan Petrov speaks up "You don't have a choice, you leave or I drag you out..."

SilverLeaf Zabaleta gauks at the alter, hugging the wall

Quiet Thunders giggles " you may

Teagan Exonar: t...thank..you. -a shiver crosses his spine as he backs out slowly, his eyes set on the dark one-

SilverLeaf Zabaleta creeps over toward AThan, a concerned expression on her face, but mezmerized by the red cloud

Teagan Exonar stops near the kind gent he met in the shop "I...er.. it didn't go that well." - he pauses- "I got everything noted down tho!" -nods rapidly and flips through his notebook proudly-

Nerissa Dae slips behind Athan, snagging him by his canine tail to keep him from going anywhere just yet while she looks around his shoulder towards the front of the church. "...And that's the blood that touched my taste buds..."

Joshy Larnia: ** I Walk Alone ** Vampire Slayer

Joshy Larnia: grr

Athan Petrov nods "Well get that pad to the shop...As I said, don't make me drag you"

Teagan Exonar: Y...yes sir..

Nerissa Dae lifts a free hand and smacks Athan against the back of the head. "What's up, once upon a couz."

Quiet Thunders slowly steps forward. soon little wispers are head though out the room. Never quiet loud enough to be heard by anyone as she starts walking directly towards Athan

Athan Petrov smirks and puts a thumb up "Loving the look"

SilverLeaf Zabaleta tries to step in front of Athan protectively

Nerissa Dae narrows her eyes and suddenly she lets go of the tail and wraps her arms around Athan's torso, jerking on him savagely. "Silver, help me. I don't know if I can fight him this time." The small demon uses all of her inhuman strength to bodily pull him away from Quiet.

Esso Brezoianu looks on unsure what to do at this point, a part of his wishes he left with the others

Quiet Thunders continues directly toward Athon stop a foot from him. " Good bye " then with wave of her paw he disapears

Athan Petrov prys Neris arms from around him "Look at it...What can it do, seri..." his sentence cut short as he disappears suddenly

Nerissa Dae drops all wards, the full darkness coming out of the small demon with a snarl towards what once was Quiet. "NO! " She growls, arms closing around air as the body disappears without warning.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta blinks a shiver coarsing through her whole body, "NO!" screams as she sees him dissapear and begins to lunge at the spectal entity in black, "STOP IT!"

Esso Brezoianu's jaw drops as the man dissappers before his eyes, he is completly speachless

Nerissa Dae bristles as the black eyes fill with hate. "You won't win. Ya didn't the last time and not this time. I was around then and I'm around now and fuckers are goin' back to where ya come from.." She hisses vehemently. Something dark snaps forward from Nerissa and engulfs Silver, pulling her towards her. "Come. We leave now!"

Quiet Thunders mearly stands looking at the pair " I could speed up your trip

Sari Neruda: and it would be cold of me to offer one out of the fridge i guess

Sari Neruda puts her PDA away "but after your drink i'm going to have to check out a note i just recieved, it would be rude to run after offering

Meili looked up at Tom and smiled warmly. "Colour green.." She repeated as she closed her eyes for a moment. "Colour green isn't among the standard settings, want to hear the list of active themes..?"

Sari Neruda nearly jumped out of her skin as she srambled for her mask, and threw it on quickly, panting a bit as she turned her faceless covering towards nerissa, blinking her golden amber eyes

Nerissa Dae slows down in her running, looking back behind her with hate filled eyes turned towards the church. She snarls and turns her face towards the group, moving slowly away as she keeps her front facing them, before she suddenly turns and hurries off again with well of coldness radiating off her.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta: "WHY DID you pul me away?

SilverLeaf Zabaleta body glows in flame, blackened you voice dark...... and hissing.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta: skin* her* jeez

Nerissa Dae 's turns her face towards her, the softness gone from her features. She bares her teeth and snarls at her. "They will not come into this world again. " She hisses lowly, all gentleness gone from the demon's voice.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta yells her in Neris face, "Where is he, what did that thing do to him? Who was that? WHAT was that ? what are you talkiung about?" rage raises, but he anguish fills her voice, tears filling her black eyes

From her back writhes darkness, shadows solid and deadly, dancing as viciously as the pale tail that slaps her gown around. She is short of pacing where she stands, Neri tense head to toe before she looks towards the shop. "That was a priest of Dagon..Athan's lost to them..I ..WE gotta find a way to get him back." She growls lowly within her anger.

Nerissa Dae pushes away suddenly and storms for the shop.

Calleigh Constantine smiles and nods quickly, but pauses, frowning as she sees something moving in the front. "Hold on.."

Teagan Exonar: Yes m'am

Nerissa Dae comes in and bellows, "CALLEIGH!!!" The small demon's voice carries every inch of the building enough to shake the foundation as she makes her way to the back.

Teagan Exonar quickly turns around eyeing her over

Calleigh Constantine quickly moves forawrd, rubbing her ears, "I hear ya... what's up?"

Nerissa Dae stops at the wards to the back room and looks up, growling low, the black eyes nothing but coldness. "We have a situation." She snarls while darkness dances around her like never seen before, the coldness bone chilling and deep seeking.

Calleigh Constantine frowns for a moment, peeking out to see Silver near by as well. She nods, stepping back, "In here, now and tell me all the details."

SilverLeaf Zabaleta glides through the door, as if flyingreen glowing glyphs on her black skin a, greenn fire surrounding her, her hair blows as if surrounded by wind, she moves to Neris back, stoping and watching .

Teagan Exonar whimpers and sinks to the floor, eyeing them both at the ward

Nerissa Dae looks past and spots the lycan. She snarls suddenly and points "You were there before he told you to go! What went on!?! " Asks the small demon as she bursts through the wards with it pulling at her body with a sudden pulsing warning of power.

Teagan Exonar whimpers "I...I was asked to investigate the chalice!" - he pauses a moment breathing- "And the dark one jumped me, i took the chance to ask while some idiot named.. what was it.. solis? drawnw eapons and stuff"

SilverLeaf Zabaleta face full of darkness, yet dead of expression, floats effortlessly through the door not speaking.

Nerissa Dae turns without warning to Calleigh and bares needle sharp teeth, black ichor covering them wetly as never seen before. "A priest took Athan from my arms." She snaps viciously as her tail jerks about wildly.

Calleigh Constantine looks between the two, apparently confused as she looks more directly to Nerissa, "Neri, tell me what is going on. Teagan was sent by me to look at the chalice but.." She turned her gaze towards the wolf again, "What dark one--" Stops stort, slowly looking back to Neri, "What."

SilverLeaf Zabaleta closes her eyes, the rage around her palpable, yet he flames die down somewhat, her feet float to the floor, she closes her eyes for a moment, her face still dead of expression. SHe watches the wolf on the ground with great care, moving toward him slightly and listening to Nerissa.

Teagan Exonar: It's in the report miss Calleigh"- he whimpers and hangs his ears- "t...they are the ones who dropped the chalice."

Calleigh Constantine's eyes flashed for a moment as she looked to the note pad again, pulling up a page as she reads through, pulling out a picture before looking to Nerissa. "Was this the being that took Athan?" She holds out a picture torwards her.

Nerissa Dae starts to pace now, the floor and walls coming away frosted where she touches and steps, her clothing stiffening as her body temperature drops drastically with the demon's wards all destroyed finally. She snarls and growls lowly as she had long ago in the beginning. "I don't know if Athan is a minion or not. I tried to bodily snatch him but that fuckin' priest come up and he just disappeared in my arms!" Her words grow silibant, hissing as her tongue breaks into multiple limbs, the shadows at her back jerking and dancing again. "I knew I shoulda just fuckin' took his soul when I had a chance!"

Teagan Exonar blinks seyeing the kind man infront of him again nearly falling back on his ass

Teagan Exonar: What the?!

Athan Petrov growls again "Third time lucky..."

Calleigh Constantine murmurs heading for the door not even noticing that Athan had appeared, "I'm going. I'll be back most likely."

SilverLeaf Zabaleta blinks as Athan reterns in thin air

Teagan Exonar: I...i think we should go together? -looks to the two ladies- "this is bad ju ju"

Nerissa Dae looks at the photo she'd been given and suddenly shreds it with a snarl, ichor dripping down her chin. "I'm gonna rip it apart! " she bellows, the foundation shaking as if it reacts to her anger.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta just stands there watching AThan leave like nothing happened, shock on her face

Athan Petrov sighs "Anyone do anything to stop the bitch sending me back here?"

Nerissa Dae snatches Silver's arm a little roughly and jerks her as she turns. "They will suffer." she growls lowly.

Nerissa Dae comes running back in fairly fast and tackles Athan without warning.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta steps back after huging Athan, her glypgs dieing down now, not glowing as much

Athan Petrov: Just keep getting...*goes flying forward hitting the floor* GAH!

SilverLeaf Zabaleta watches Neri and Athan fall to the floor

Athan Petrov: Sent...back here.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta lets out a huge sigh and plops down on one of the pillows

Nerissa Dae sits on Athan, cold and angry little demon staring down at him. "You still want to lose it?" She asks him.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta breaths a hge sigh, falling back on the floor and looking up at he cieling....

Athan Petrov: Lose what?

Darkness shifts and dances around her like madness, Neri's large black eyes almost lifeless now as the black ichor falls from her lips. "Your soul." She hisses as she shoves her face into his with a growl.
SilverLeaf Zabaleta puts her knees up, laying on the floor just shaking herhead, "We are so dead, we are so dead, we are SO FUCKING DEAD." she chants to herself, a creepy little whisper

Athan Petrov looks confused "Uh...Seems like I don't have a choice...What the hell is going on?"

Nerissa Dae bares her needle like teeth in a rage sudden and grasps his head like a vice, squeezing it. "You come to me after the meeting, asking for me to take it you fool!" She digs her talons into his scalp, all gentleness gone from her. "Have you forgotten? Do they have you!? ARE YOU A MINION OF DAGON!!!" She screams at Athan.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta gets up suddenly, "We are so fucking dead....." begining to walk up to Athan and Nerissa.... "You see a priest again you run, that goes for all of us." Her voice coarse from screaming, her shoulders suddenly slumped She moves toward the ward slowly.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta stops looking at Athan and waiting to hear the answer.

Athan Petrov yelps slightly and begins to struggle "Get the fuck off me Neri! No!"

SilverLeaf Zabaleta puts her palm on the wall, looking down at he floor and again beathing a sigh of relief. She moves outside the ward and into the street.

Athan Petrov grins but his face showing signs of pain "How would I know anyway, i've ended up here every time...She can't do shit other than send people back to where they stay"

Nerissa Dae doesn't let go, her knees gripping his body, hands clutching his head. The demon uses all her demon strength to hold onto him as she drips cold black ichor down on him. This is the demon that Vulcan created so long ago. The lost soul screaming at him. " You are going no where!" She laughs as she lets go of his head without warning and sets a hand to his chest while the other jerks back and slams into his chest cavitity without warning. "It is mine now!" She tells him and her hand seems to phase into his flesh to close around his spirit. His soul.

Athan Petrov gasps looking up at you, his eyes becoming lifeless "S..Stop! You cant ac..accuse when you're acting like...this!"

There is great pain in what she does, the soul gripped in her hand, the coldness of her touch inside his flesh expanding outward. Her wide eyes stare down at him as she takes from Athan his soul a second time in his life with a snarl. The shop's defenses suddenly react now to the violence and the wards flare up, sealing them inside the room. "You wanted it gone. I am doing you a favor." She snarls as she twists her wrist as fingers snare the filaments of his soul and jerks it from his body, silver threads connecting them before snapping.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta suddenly runs toward the back, "Nerissa Stop!!!" runing into the ward and geting spanked it hrowes her accros the room.

Athan Petrov sighs and looks into your eyes as he disappears again

SilverLeaf Zabaleta slams against the brick wall, sliding down, slumping to the floor.

Nerissa Dae grips the soul in her hand with gritted teeth, all sense of humanity gone from her. She looks over her shoulder back at the doorway towards Silver's body slumped down, no longer holding Athan as he disappears under her without warning. She slowly rises to her feet, casting to her free hand a crystal that's larger then the hand itself and lets it soak the soul into it until it glows with life of it own and makes her way towards the front of the shop and the ward slowly.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta coughs up blood, her breathing shallow from being smacked by the magic of the shop

Nerissa Dae moves through the ward as it tugs at her body, growling at the pain it causes her, the glyphs coming out sharply in base relief but finally comes to stand before the feline. With crystal in her hand still, she leans down and sets the other cold hand on her, forcing a healing onto her without warning before she turns and heads out the door, leaving her there as she disappears.

Wotan's Desire

2009-02-04T13:57:00.000-08:00

Running. Always running. The demon covered more ground when she ran then walked, the small dainty hoofed feet carrying her much quicker. And when it comes to the alpha of the pack, running is the only way to catch the long legged lycan. Once she caught sight of him finally, she dug her footing in the snow covered street and busted her ass to catch him. In the end, she found him standing alone in the small rubble strewn battle arena.

Nerissa Dae calls out. "Hey! Wotan!"

Nerissa Dae crosses her arms before her and calls out again. "Yo! Wotan, ya free to talk now?"

Wotan Aeon looks over

Wotan Aeon: "Yeah ..Im free"

Wotan Aeon: "And i Just got spiked"

Nerissa Dae winces noticably but only asks. "Tell me more what ya want? And are ya /sure/ ya want it?"

Wotan Aeon: "Well.Im no expert..What are my options?"

Wotan Aeon: "THose things fucking HURT!!"

Nerissa Dae looks at the spikes keep jumping up out of the ground and turns back. "Ya do realize..that without one..yer gonna be...Cold and..well, more a monster then ya are already."

Wotan Aeon: "And whats the downside?"

"Ya go straight to hell after. No collect 200 dollars. No get outta jail card..." She looks up at him towering over her. "Especially if it becomes lost or destroyed where its been kept in.."

Wotan Aeon: :You mean i will no matter what? Or if i lose it?"

Nerissa Dae shifts and turns a little, casting her covered face towards the fence. She says, "There's ways to remove it and puttin' it in...whatever..once the vessel properly prepared. But iffin' that vessel should be stolen, it can be destroyed or used against ya. Its kinda like a voodoo doll, if they know what they're doin'."

Wotan Aeon: "THen all id have to do was get it somewhere safe?..Will i be able to put it back later if i wanted?"

Nerissa Dae gives a brisk little nod. "Yes..its not easy. No easier then puttin' one back inna demon. But it can be done."

Nerissa Dae sighs quietly. "But ya realize, once its removed, its gonna change ya. And ya think people wanna inflict harm on ya now, just think of what'll happen afterwards." She seems thoughtful, grown quiet.

Wotan Aeon: "Hmm..Well ..and what about recieving abilities with it?"

"And..it IS yer fault yer in the state ya are in now. Its yer own actions that caused it to begin with..and...doubtful. Unless ya know how to talk to the BoneGnasher..and..well...that'd be stupid. " She tells him quietly.

Wotan Aeon tilts his head "Doubtfull i can get abilities? and what is a bone-Gnasher?"

Nerissa Dae rocks on her heels as she tucks her arms behind her. "Its a demon..but for...bein's like you. He's not easy to call up. Might even be a myth. I read about him when I was still..alive."

Wotan Aeon: "Oh..So just a way to store it then?"

Nerissa Dae nods a little and draws her arms back before her and holds her hands out, a glowing purple crystal appearing larger then both cupping below. "This is what the Shadows use to use when we were swipin' souls...it can store them. But..ya can make a vessel to do transfer it to too. ..Crystals..Orbs..Dolls...even books. "

Wotan Aeon: "Interesting. SO i need to put it in there and then into something else? Like a chucky doll?"

Nerissa Dae laughs and lifts her hand up to muffle it. " Ya don't need the crystal if ya know how to contain a soul taken from a livin' body, without killin' its host..."

Wotan Aeon: "Hmm..So cold and more of a monster..You mean cold hearted? Or im going to be chilly?"

Nerissa Dae smiles behind the mask. "You'll just be more ruthless and uncarin'. Not cold..my coldness is due to something totally different. Not cuz I'm dead...cuz I'm not..and I got my soul back a long time ago."[

Wotan Aeon: "I see..Well what is the process like?"

"Naw..ya want powers or something..yer gonna have to do what all us others did. Learn the hard way." Nodding, Neri swings her arms as if growing bored. "Painful..." She answers.

Wotan Aeon: "Know anyone who i sgiving lessons for powers then?"

Nerissa Dae snorts and jerks her head to the shop. "Duh, we're teachers..but whether anyone's willin' to actually teach ya..Lotta suckin' up to do."

Wotan Aeon: "Suckin up huh? Where should i start for that?"

Nerissa Dae looks back behind her, eyeballing the pair there, and turns around to look at another behind Wotan. "That's up to you, boyo..that's up to you. "

Mta Nixdorf tilts head side side puzzling at the conversation itches his leg briefly for a moment

"But iffin' yer wantin' this done in secret, best do something about the red head that's been listenin' to us since I got here." Nerissa moves, turning to leave.

Wotan Aeon: "I came to you for help with this stuff. I suppose we could get my soul a safe place for now. Im not worried about her"

Wotan Aeon: "The most she can do is tell others WOtan is going to be a Souless monster..Doesnt sound like bad advertising to me"

Nerissa Dae chews at her lip a little. "That's the hard part. Findin' a safe place. In this city..not gonna happen. Ain't no where safe in this place. Not even the church."

Wotan Aeon: "Yeah..Ill take it far from here"

Nerissa Dae nods. "Good luck to ya big guy. Now, I gotta dead woman to go talk to and make sure the shop ain't torn up when she gets pissy for bein' woke up." With a playful sounding laugh of innocence, Nerissa takes off.

The Wrong Way to Wake up Mom

2009-02-04T13:33:00.000-08:00

SilverLeaf Zabaleta taps Neri on the shoulder

Nerissa Dae turns to her and beams, " Up for a run, Silver?"

SilverLeaf Zabaleta asks, " A run to where?"

The small demon barks with a laugh and quips, "Follow!" before taking off down the street.

With a mad run through the streets, Neri and Silver weaving in and out of small groups of standing people and loitering others that might be about, finally brings the pair to the Voodoo Shop at a call's notice.

Nerissa Dae loves rolling right into the shop!

SilverLeaf Zabaleta bounds in the shop after Neri. The small dark skinned demoness nearly runs into one of the newest initiates of the Coven itself, Jaco's pale, taller form standing off to the left of the doorway when they came bounding in. Neri barely caught through the curtain to the back room Karen feeding on Elroy.

Deep back in her thoughts, Neri herself wondered how long it'd been since she'd taken time to eat, the memory of the rose petals still on her taste buds, having plucked one petal after another from the bloom to consume.

Jaco Guisse smiles, feeling the two come near, then feels Calleigh, "So.. what is this about..?"

Calleigh Constantine glances about as she nods towards the back, "Into the back.. I dont want word getting out too much about this Coven Field Trip."

SilverLeaf Zabaleta giggles and than waves at Cal

"Yer lucky I was already intown!" Neri tells Calleigh hyperly.

Elroy Brouwer walks into the front placing some shuvels at the counter "Take youre picks people.." she giggles.

Calleigh Constantine laughs, "I know if I ask you for help in dead bodies, you come running."

Karen Auebauch holds onto a few spades and rests against the wall

SilverLeaf Zabaleta looks at al the faces she doesn't recognize and the ones she does smiling

Calleigh Constantine: "Alright folks, we're going out and digging up a body. I need to do a potion for a Lich that came in to help lift a curse off of no just Seven but Flood as well. We'regoing to go the the cemetary, get the body, and get it back here asap."

SilverLeaf Zabaleta shivers, "A Lich? Holy Crap......"

Neri's thoughts fall one of her oldest friends of the city, wondering where Osoth had disappeared to after so long...Had it really been as long as it had been? She thinks hard and realizes the last time she'd seen him was when she was still a Shadow herself and silently sighs, realizing how much she missed the ancient lich that led her on the path of necromancy.

Jaco Guisse giggles quietly, "Fun family field trip, eh?"

Elroy Brouwer nods to Calleigh "We are up for it.."

Nerissa Dae makes sure she's covered properly before she drops her arms not to attention further to anything. "No worries. I can just talk it up outta the grave. Ya should know that."

Calleigh Constantine smirks and looks at Nerissa, "You're going to be talking to a woman hard header than me.." Coughs, "We're using my mother's body."

Karen Auebauch: As you know Calleigh I am more than willing to do anything to help Flood

SilverLeaf Zabaleta mumbles to herself, "Welcome back Silver gee sure is good to see you, ya thanks guys, lets go dig up a body, ok..."

Calleigh Constantine smirks, "Silver you should be used to this kinda stuff outta me at least.."

Jaco Guisse frowns, hearing the victim is related.. or was rather.. to Calleigh. "I sense bad kharma all over this.."

Nerissa Dae blinks and sighs as she nods with understanding. "No more shinanigans like last time though. Got me?"

Elroy Brouwer chuckles.

Calleigh Constantine nod nods, "I'm not trying to reanimate her, I'm trying to just get her corpse. Though it's all bones but thats perfect for what we need to do. Now.." She looks around, "HEre's the plan, Oracles, I want you to go out ahead of us and scout about the church, last thing we need is some Righteous getting all up in our asses about taking what is rightfully mine anyways."

SilverLeaf Zabaleta blinks, "Yeah, used to it, could say Hey before you ask me to unearth your mother, how ripe is she?"

Calleigh Constantine: "All bone by now. Kinda burned her to nearly no flesh she gave birth to me... or so what my father told me once."

Nerissa Dae 's covered face hides what she might be thinking, the black eyes glistening when she casts her gaze around slowly. "There's not much left but a body anyways. And Righteous can go to hell. I'm always pilferin' bones off the dead there."

Karen Auebauch intently listens to them talking as she wraps her arm around Elroy as it sides down her back and into her back pocket

SilverLeaf Zabaleta points her thumb over her shoulder, "You wants I'z should go now boss" doin her 'goodfellas" imitation

Elroy Brouwer eeps as her face turns all red watching her sisters.

Nerissa Dae looks quickly to Silver then to Karen. "Ya both keep yer eyes open though, ya hear?"

Calleigh Constantine grins, "Yes, Karen, Silver, go out and see, We'll hang out near the Hospital. Mystics and Neri, come with me. Watch that damn church, last thing I need is a fucking Righteous trying to call God's wrath down on us."

Karen Auebauch nods as she leans into Elroy "won't be to hard to keep them open with no eyelids to get in the way"

Elroy Brouwer nods slowly to Karen as she holds her breath.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta nods, making eye contact with everyone in the room and than walking out quietly

Karen Auebauch hugs Elroy and bows to the other and leaves

Nerissa Dae absently plays with her ruffled top while she tries not to pace.

Elroy Brouwer mews to Karen "Be carefull you two.."

Calleigh Constantine grins to Maykko and shoves a shovel into his hands. "Glad you could make it Maykko."

Maykko Ryba takes the shovel. "i better not regret this."

Nerissa Dae snickers. "Always."

Calleigh Constantine: "Worst comes to worst we're going to get scoulded by my mum... maybe Pix."

Jaco Guisse giggles, "Whats life without regrets? Boring.. that's what."

Maykko Ryba takes a mock swing at Neri's tookus and smiles mischievously

Nerissa Dae grunts softly and turns. "Lets head to the hospital..." She murmurs, tail lashing out towards Maykko viciously.

Elroy Brouwer smiles to Neri "Lead the way.."

As a group, albeit small, they leave the shop and begin to head towards the cemetary with Neri actually taking up the rear and Calleigh the front. Elroy kept close to Neri, always there to protect her when the demoness was out in public, and she can only smile her gratitude to the feline as they hurry to keep up with the tall red head leading them.

"Okay...our Oracles aren't there. One angel felt and ...biker it seems.." Neri glances back. "Where is eveyrone?"

Neri looks around and wonders how they got seperated, the first one there, she casted her ebony gaze around, and finds the others soon coming. A laugh comes from her quietly and she waves to them frantically when she sees Cal hurrying towards them.

Jaco Guisse chuckles, fog flowing from his lips. "Calleigh better not have chickened out on her own mission.

SilverLeaf Zabaleta grins, "real subtle all of us walking down the street"

Calleigh Constantine taps Jaco on his shoulder, "Me chicken out? Bullshit."

Jaco Guisse grins, leaning his head back to glance at her. "Just joking of course."

Nerissa Dae watches the biker that passed and turns back. "Only an angel. Lets do it."

Calleigh Constantine waves the rest of her family into the cemetary as she watches Silver go inside.

Nerissa Dae looks around slowly, seeing Karen finally, and turns her attention to Calleigh. "Ground's hard. We need to ...soften it up a little or its gonna break the bones."

Maykko Ryba smirks "I thought you liked it hard, Neri."

Jaco Guisse stifles a giggle. "How might we do that then..? The whole softening the ground.. not how Neri likes it hard.."

Calleigh Constantine looks up to the monument, walking up and brushing away some of the moss to reveal the name "Callas Crioa". She steps back, "This is it... again." Glances back to the others, waving her hands as the bundle of shovels appear, "We'll dig down a ways... and I'll thaw it the best I can as we go along.." She pauses, "Oh, and to make sure we don't get jumped again.." She pulls out a bag of salt, quickly running about and leaving a ring about them. "Alright... Lets start digging"

Elroy Brouwer looks around for water "Uhm.. anyone brought some water.."

Nerissa Dae lifts a fist to Maykko without looking at him. "Pow! Right in the kisser!"

Maykko Ryba smiles "Promises, promises....!"

Nerissa Dae chuckles at Calleigh. "Times like this I wish Taz were here to manipulate the elements. He's an actual alchemist."

Maykko Ryba takes his shoverl and test the earth with it.. Grunting at it's unyielding nature.

Elroy Brouwer chuckles catching one of the shovels and start digging furociously.

Karen Auebauch takes a spade and pokes its blade at the earth "I can . . tal tot he land if you wish, im not sure what spirit will lay here"

Jaco Guisse smiles, one of his tentacles reaching forward and retrieving a shovel from the bundle. Lifting it above the grave, the appendage plants it into the dirt, slowly beginning to try and crack the hard earth, a frustrated look growing on his face.

Elroy Brouwer breaks the shovel in her attempt to dig "Damnit.. this stuff is realy hard.."

Calleigh Constantine smirks, "Yeah, well, lacking him this time round. " She looks to Karen, frowning, "Mom's spirit is in hell so.. uh.. no point in that." Coughs as she kneels to the ground, clapping her hands to gether before pushing them to the earth, warming the ground beneith her and the grave site. "That should help.."

Karen Auebauch: *nods* i was meaning the spirit of the earth itself *Shrugs and channles her blood to strehgthen herself as she slams the spade into the dirt pulling it and wtisting the eart to the side"

Elroy Brouwer picks up another shovel "Oke lets try again." giggles as she pushes it into the ground this time it goes in a little smoother.

Maykko Ryba steps on the back of the blade which slides in and levers out a wedge of dirt...

Calleigh Constantine thinks for a moment, "You know... if we could just put an explosive charge..."

Maykko Ryba: and blow this person's bones sky high?

Nerissa Dae blinks and looks at Calleigh. "Are ya mad?! And ruin the area!?" She shakes her head and waves her hands. "Back up!"

Elroy Brouwer shrugs as she steps aside "Do youre thing Calleigh.." trying to avoid anymore digging.

Jaco Guisse smiles, listening to the idea of blowing the grave sky high, but doesn't remark. But then he takes a step back, watching trying to sense what Neri is doing.

Maykko Ryba: She's going to PMS it away!

Elroy Brouwer takes cover behind one of the thomb stones.

Calleigh Constantine glances back to Nerissa, "It's only a little one. and It'll save a lot of digging.. they burried her six feet under so if we can get down three feet, it'll be easy." With that she shuffles around in a small bag at her hip, pulling out a small satchel filled with a black powder. She grabs her knife at her other side, putting it to her harm as she puts a few drops of blood into it. The bag instantly starts to fizzle and smoke. She puts it under a mound a dirt in a small hole and gets back, "Back up this wont be pretty!"

Karen Auebauch takes her spade an steps back near elroy

Karen Auebauch: i think more distance is best

Calleigh Constantine reaches out and tries to pull Neri back.

Nerissa Dae rubs her nose as she steps forward. "Time to put to use what Os taught me once more." She says and raises her hands to the grave before her. Eyes train to the grave stone then she lowers them, the glistening black orbs studying it before she says in gaelic, " tá sibh glaoigh ar, Callas Croia! tagtha do mé!" Her words hold the power, the demon opening up a point of pure energy to act as a focal point to put behind the demand itself. The shadows beneath her feet writhe but its the silver laced tendrils that race away from her and pushes into the hard earth itself to seek out the body with a 'command'

Jaco Guisse frowns, wrappings his tentacles about his body protectively, taking cover behind a grave marker.

Maykko Ryba drinks beer furiously and hides behind the stack of bottles

Karen Auebauch takes cover behind the stone

Elroy Brouwer follows Karen example.

Maykko Ryba picks his nose and messily wipes it on some guy's tombstone

The small satchel of the Elemental's blood and gunpowder ignited and went off, despite Nerissa's close range, the explosion was big enough to only sound like that of a bad bike back fire. She watches as dirt flies up leaving a crater about the size of a foot wide and two feet down. There was a long silent pause before a bone hand reached up through the dirt, flapping as it tried to despriatly dig itself out before falling limp again.

Maykko Ryba: Oh wow Arcann isn't dead after all *snicker*

Calleigh Constantine cringes, "Fuck hope whose ever in the church didn't hear that." Inches forward, grabbing a shovel as she stands next to Nerissa, looking at the hand. "Still gotta dig her up?"

The ground shudders under foot, the newer stones of graves creak as they shift from the diseased lands shifts as Neri puts all her effort into pulling from the grave itself the body of Calleigh's mother. Again she calls out, this time louder, " tá sibh glaoigh ar, Callas Croia! tagtha do mé!" She tries not to flinch or react to the explosion, or yell at the one that CAUSED IT! , and stoops down to offer her small hand to the dead.

Elroy Brouwer watches over the stone with interest still hiding.

The hand moved again as it reached out, taking Nerissa's hand in an act of desperation. The ground shifted and after a moment, a figure appeared, the skeletual structure of a rather tall being, standing above Nerissa as it gaineed it's footing. The skull pivited but did nothing, remaining still as if waiting for something.

Nerissa Dae is like a child holding what is all that is left of Calleigh's mother, black eyes turned to look to the fire elder. " Do what ya need.." She says with a hint of exhaustion suddenly lacing her words.

Maykko Ryba leans over the handle of his shovel, watching intently

Calleigh Constantine stares for a moment at the bone figure, she looks to Nerissa then to the others before waving her hand, summoning a rather large blanket, "LEts wrap her up in this and get her to the shop... only way we'll pull this off without too much notice." She steps forward, draping her mother in the large red blanket before turning to the others, "Help me carry her... we'll say we ordered a new rug for the shop."

Karen Auebauch stands up using Elroy's shoulder as leverage grabbing her shovel she moves forwards " I will stay and cover the mess up as i can"

Elroy Brouwer chuckles as she walks over to help Calleigh carry her mom "Ill take the feet oke?"

Nerissa Dae tries not to laugh because she's probably afraid it will come out a cackle about now. She pries her small cold hand from the boney one gripping before stepping away to let them have it.

Maykko Ryba puts an arm under the bundle and waits for the caravan to depart

Jaco Guisse looks in the direction Calleigh, "Ordered a rug... sure.. sounds.. crazy." Smiling and taking his place holding onto the blanketed figure with one hand, he looks to the others.

Calleigh Constantine nods, "Good, thanks Karen. Yeah, Elroy take the feet, I got the head, Maykko middle so with you too Jaco.." She moves quickly hearing the bell toll. "LEts go lets go."

Maykko Ryba: I like being in the middle *grin*

Calleigh Constantine kicks Maykko in the ass as she moves forward, "Shut up and walk you." Chuckles softly.

Karen Auebauch picks up her spade and starts shoveling the loosened dirt back intot he whole

Elroy Brouwer giggles "I bet you do.."

Nerissa Dae turns as she holds herself. "Calleigh. I need to go find Wotan now. I'll be to the shop soon."

Calleigh Constantine glances back to Nerissa, nearly pulling her mother's skull off. "Alright, be safe NErissa. Thank you..."

Nerissa Dae glances up as if thinking and says, "Ya got two hours. No more until I can ... wake her again. Kay?"

With this said, she smiles to Calleigh, and heads off hurriedly in search of the lycan alpha.

On a Learning Curve

2009-01-28T13:06:00.000-08:00

Nerissa Dae comes wandering over towards the feline, sipping loudly from a can of pop. With a pained smile, she holds it out. "Wanna drink?" She asks.

Raisa Nightfire takes the can and sniffs it "What is it?"

Nerissa Dae 's black eyes rolls and waves her hands about. "Pop! Duh!" She can only speak the truth but she seems to be watching intently.

Raisa Nightfire sips from the can after wiping the edge and then hands it back after drinking very little "Thank you"

Nerissa Dae notices how little the feline drinks from it and thrusts her lip out as if hurt while she reaches across to take it back. "Here I am, sharin' my drink with ya.." She starts to say. Of course, it is soda in the can but only to cover the other ingredient placed in it, something to knock out the cat.

Raisa Nightfire smiles and continues to drink from the can, purring as she does

The small minty green demon leans against the median while she rubs at her face with a funny look, touching some fresh wounds that seem to be healing, still pink and fleshy. Painful..But the eyes remain on the cat, Neri flashing an ivory smile back that doesn't touch too much at her eyes.

Raisa Nightfire rests the can on the barrier and looks to you "Thank you again" she says as her eyes seem to look as if they're getting heavier by the second. She starts swaying back and forth as she speaks again "It tasted a little fun..." She doesn't finish the sentence and falls back off the barrier, smashing her head on the concrete below

Nerissa Dae just keeps smiling and waits. Waiting the moment before she jumps foward to try and catch her before she has a chance to bust her head open. "Experimentation time." She murmurs to herself and hoists the cat up the best she can to take her down with her to the lair.

Gate Keeper: What is the color of Night?

Nerissa Dae speaks the word that opens the doorway to the underground chambers.

Gate Keeper Door - Night Riddle: You may pass.

Nerissa Dae moves slowly to carry her down the stairs and disposes of her onto the bed for now, tieing the cat down to keep her from escaping since she doesn't have the key to the cell.

Nerissa Dae rummages about in her bag at her hip, digging until she seems to find what she wanted. She glances over at Raisa, checking on her, making sure she's not bleeding or anything. Maybe a nasty bump at the back of the head but nothing broken.

Raisa Nightfire lets out a quiet mew as she lies there motionless

Nerissa Dae flashes a ruined smile down at her captive and holds up a small test tube. "Lookie what I got!" She says chipperly. "A nice lil drink for ya." She hops up onto the bed and moves over crouch right over the feline and squats so she's almost sitting on her belly. "Open wide!"

Raisa Nightfire her mouth falls open slightly from your movements on the bed and herself

Nerissa Dae grunts and takes the window of oppurtunity, jamming the lip of the vial to her lips and pouring its contents into Raisa's mouth and slapping her free hand immediately over it while she tosses away the small container emptied to free her other hand to pinch the cat's nose. Lack of air always makes a person's throat open and want to swallow. Plus she's just in a bad mood and wants to be a little mean.

Raisa Nightfire uncontrollably swallows the liquid and then opens her mouth to take a short breath

The potion is bitter and acidic as it hits the taste buds, tingling the tongue before finally swallows. Neri still remains hunched over where she's stradling the cat, Raisa having her undivided attention now as she takes her hands way with a giddy giggle of utter twistedness. Like an imp in some nightmare, she hovers and watches before she reaches down and sets her hands to grasp Raisa's face tightly between her bitterly cold little hands and begins to utter a chant to get the potion its full potential, to be able to totally change how the cat looks to that of someone else totally different. "L' siltrin zhah drill putty nindel molds beneath ussta xta'rl. L' siltrin zhah drill fabric nindel ulnen tlu molded ulu foluss else. Usstan tlun l' lloun'az nindel orn thir'ku nindol jindurn ji nau uss orn zhaun."

Raisa Nightfire 's chest and stomach suddenly tries to pull from her body as soon as the chant ends. Completely oblivious to how she's changing and still knocked out from the original potion

Nerissa Dae scrambles back off the bed but keeps close to watch how her potion works on the feline.

Nerissa Dae almost purrs when it seems that the potion finally worked, the cat no longer looking the same. A delightful laugh and she claps her hands. "Yes!"

Raisa Nightfire lets out a groan of pain when the changes had finished

Nerissa Dae perks up and grows silent, hovering at Raisa's side while she watches attentively. The change was fascinating to watch, features changing, body...she grins further when the horns grow from her head and the tail looses the fur. "Ooohh..A demon? I'd never woulda imagined."

Nerissa Dae straightens up and finally just smiles, leaving Raisa tied to the bed, to go out and take care of some stuff.

************* ......A few days later......*************

The subway was empty thankfully as she slipped down, having looked around to make sure no one followed her. She passed through and snuck into the pocket to the door, making inside her father's headquaters with ease and begun her descent downwards, walking slow and quiet so her hooved feet made no sound. Half way down, she hears two female voices and comes to find the pair talking in the chamber.

Chellie Sholokhov nods again as she indicates Nerissa's arrival. "This is my first born. Her father is ..." She tappers off and shakes her head.

Shadow Thorn looks over "Sorry I didn't catch that last bit."

Nerissa Dae rubs her nose as she stands there and readjusts her mask against her face as she looks over at the changed neko. "Hey! How's it goin'. Gotta hug for yer sister?" She opens her arms out to Thorn.

Shadow Thorn walks over into your arms and puts hers around the smaller, black wrapped demoness. "Um...Sure.."

Nerissa Dae glances at her mother and turns back again as her arms slips around the other female, cold embrace tightening a little more then necessary as she pulls her mask down against her shoulder. "Been meanin' to do something. Just been really busy." she murmurs.

Shadow Thorn still stands there in your arms "Oh? And what was that?"

From Neri's back sprouts dark limbs that coils around Thorn's arms behind her back, locking her in place in her own embrace as she gives a nod. ""Yeah..." The black eyes glisten as they look over as if she's prey before she opens hermouth wide and something dark and ominous is expelled as she blows sharply into her face. "Breath in, chikita." She murmurs, the small demon issuing a dark essense that will finally sink into Thorn's body and change the female completely to a demon.

The dark vapor expelled from Nerissa was like a gas. As bone chilling as the small demon's very own body, entering the lungs and then spread out and eating into the system, dominating with a demonic essense. At last, Raisa was no longer, and the feline's past has been obliterated by Nerissa's own manipulations.

Shadow Thorn shifts her face to the side, coughing from the gas and taking deep breaths to get air in her lungs, her body gets colder and it tenses up, she begins to shake in your grasp before her body goes limp and tries to fall to the ground

Nerissa Dae feels the body sagging in her grasp and grits her teeth to hold on before she finally just lets it slip free of her shadow limbs with dark vapors coming from between her lips and nostrils while looking down at Thorn's body with a nod.

As the body's weight leaves her arms, she turns at the sound of approaching footsteps to watch her father, mother and others coming down the stairs.

Nerissa Dae dusts herself off as she turns. "Its done." She tells Vulcan while pulling up her mask again while she gets control of the darkness within her.

Shadow Thorn takes a deep breath as she lies on the floor, her eyes open again and tries to get to her feet but stays on her knees as she looks around "What...What happened? What have you done?"

Nerissa Dae tsks quietly. "Made you my sister, permanently." She tells Thorn.

Shadow Thorn: W...Was I not before?

Nerissa Dae shakes her head as she runs over to pounce Vulcan, hugging him tightly. "Nope! " She tells her, saying no more about it. " The chill will wear off, don't worry."

Vulcan Dagger wraps his arms around Nerissa's waist as he looks at Shadow Thorn

Shadow Thorn slowly gets up, the shivering becoming less apparent now "What was wrong with me before?"

Nerissa Dae looks up to Vulcan as if to leave him to answer that question.

Vulcan Dagger: You were not fully changed yet...You were yet to be completely turned...and now you are

Shadow Thorn nods "I understand Father"

Vulcan Dagger smiles softly and places his palm on the table

Vulcan Dagger: I am feeling drained at the moment..

Nerissa Dae fades from sight with a cheery looking wave given to Thorn. "Enjoy yer new life, Sister."

Another Failed Attempt

2009-01-28T11:42:00.001-08:00

We stood gathered, father talking to the others quietly while the bound woman was bound and wedged up between a pedestal and the hot gate to the fire engulfed cell. Neri was totally engrossed in what was going on as usual. Usually she's safe in the chamber deep below the earth. Usually. There was a tickle at the back of her thoughts and then, "I see you, I approach.." The masculine whisper set her straight on edge and her head jerks around, looking all over the room, glistening black orbs hitting every corner with natural sight and past with the eye of depths. Nothing was out of the ordinary, the people around her familiar and well known but for the human woman. She turns her mind outward quickly and scours the city around close and even then nothing. That one little touch gave her a sense to know what to look for but she couldn't find anything in spite knowing that this individual was close still.

A hard shake of her head in an attempt to clear it and then she catches sight of something pale within the dark recesses of her father's throne. Instantly, her guard flares up in a well of coldness and turns, alerting Vulcan with a mental touch. .oO{Vulcan! Who's that in yer chair!?}Oo. Of course she was terrified. Someone managed to slip through the defenses and enter her safe domain.

Curios Doobie: i think she GAVE you choices Lord Vulcan.. i think its so kind of her to do so in the lightest extent, but i dont think she understands your vision

Curios Doobie: but she is using words..

Curios Doobie: actons are louder than words..

Zepher Dean materializes in this chair "Looks like the right place."

Zepher Dean: â˜¾â˜¬ HUHUHOHAHAHARRR!! â˜¬â˜½

Nerissa Dae moves to Vulcan quickly with a frown.

Curios Doobie draws his blade and aims it to the foriegn one

The human woman laughs lightly, eyes moving up to watch the ceiling .."Oh, this isn't about his vision Curios, it's about what happens on the way. I don't need action. This choice, is about more than my life, and V knows it.."

Zepher Dean: Now now

Zepher Dean: let's not have any of that

Zepher Dean: I could smell her fear miles away

Vulcan Dagger: Execute him.

Curios Doobie tilts his head.. staring at Zepher without dropping his guard

Zepher Dean: what do you expect

Vulcan Dagger turns around

Curios Doobie: yes lord

Curios Doobie attacks Zepher

The demon is brought down quickly, effortlessly, by her father's minion. Nerissa hovers behind Vulcan's towering dark visage while her tail whips side to side viciously with wariness.

Curios Doobie waits..

Vulcan Dagger: Now...Rise again Zepher..and we will try this again

Zepher Dean dusts himself off

Vulcan Dagger: You enter into a Domain not your own, You will not make contact with anyone other then myself, that Includes Nerissa.

Vulcan Dagger: State your Business.

Zepher Dean: Curriosity

Zepher Dean: the smell of a game hard at play

Zepher Dean: the gathering of demons

Vulcan Dagger: Curiousity. So you make contact with Nerissa's mind and intrude upon my Domain.

Zepher Dean: the bright eyed on was open

Zepher Dean: forgive the intrusion

Vulcan Dagger: Before we continue, You will not follow, contact or harress any more of my Kyn. Are we clear on that..

Zepher Dean grumbles a bit "Very clear"

Vulcan Dagger nods " Very Good..What is your name, Kyn."

Zepher Dean: Zepher Dean

Curios Doobie turns back to Ethiadia.. still holding his guard.."to be bluntly honest.. i dont know whom you are, where you come from, nor do i care about either.. there is obviously a reason Lord Vulcan has you bound upon his floor.."

Vulcan Dagger: Zepher Dean..do you know who I am?

Zepher Dean: I am gathering your identity

Vulcan Dagger: What have you Gathered..

Zepher Dean: this is perhaps your hall that I so rudely jumped into

Nerissa Dae moves further away from the unknown demon, putting some distance between.

Ethiadia Laasonen leans forward, looking up at Curious with a soft smile ..."There is a reason for everything, though I find it fairly stupid that you do not care, the origins of what make the happening. Kind of sloppy of you, wouldn't you say?"

Vulcan Dagger: It is.

Zepher Dean: And I perhaps disturbed the king during a ritual

Vulcan Dagger: Zepher Dean, your face and name has been "remembered"...from this point on, you will be watched. You will not make it very far should you try to assault any of the Kyn of this City, including my Brethen. If you think otherwise...I hope you do not entertain the illusion

Zepher Dean nods

Raisa Nightfire coughs and gets up from the chair, straightening her jacket before taking a few steps away "Well, i've been here for a good few hours and I guess i'll be going...

Vulcan Dagger: If you wish to linger with demons as one of the Kyn with no false or ill intentions..I will allow you sanctuary in my Home so long as I am present but you will ask the next time you think to Intrude..otherwise, you will die in mere seconds upon entry.

Vulcan Dagger: Sit Down!

When he bellows, its only smart to do what is demanded. Nerissa watches as both the bewitched feline and demon sits, one at the table and another on the edge of the bed she had been tied to for a couple days from Neri's own hands.

Curios Doobie scratches his chin a bit.. really unsacathed by words, but he was becoming annoyed.. he raised his blade and struck her in the temple with the blunt side so to knock her out only.. the forged ice shattering in the midst while he turned his back

Zepher Dean: "seems my curiousity has been waranted

Nerissa Dae looks to Raisa and back to Vulcan.

Curios Doobie looks to Vulcan.."she talks a lot.."

Vulcan Dagger sighs softly "aye"

The human sees the impact but simply lets it come, the blow to her head giving hte result desired and rendering her completely unconscious.

Brandy Snifter : That was delicious, Zepher Dean!

Vulcan Dagger looks at Ethiadia's knocked out form and looks back at Curios

Nerissa Dae: You could of just put her gag back on.

Curios Doobie: ..i could of...

Vulcan Dagger: Not one of her Good Days.

Nerissa Dae sets another dark silver dusted petal on her tongue, devouring it, while she looks down at the unconscious woman.

Vulcan Dagger takes a seat

Raisa Nightfire turns around "Why? You tell Amarie to bring me here but not a word has been spoken towards me since i've been here"

Curios Doobie: i would rather not do battle with words and wit.. no one ever wins as long as Anonymity exists

Zepher Dean: I must take my leave

Zepher Dean: pehaps another time

Vulcan Dagger: Good day, my Friend

Vulcan Dagger: Nice meeting you..

Zepher Dean: I will make my approch more Transaparent

Vulcan Dagger: That would be helpful.

Zepher Dean bows and fades

After the skull faced demon disappeared...deep in Neri's thoughts, she hears...

Vulcan Dagger growls, the sound sending chills down her spine, where no one else can here him. She asks him, "You don't know him?"

Father says, "No. An assassin coming for you..."

She's quiet for a moment before replying, "Foolish of him to come down here with us all for that."

"Stay away from him." He tells her. "When-ever you see him or Vincent, you get away."

Nerissa gives a mental nods, heart sinking with a cold knot settling in her belly.

She thinks of the other attempts on her life over the last couple of weeks. No where was she safe she was beginning to see and deep down she knows now why he pushes her so hard to keep her defense up. Wanting her to be prepared for anything.

He wasn't Happy...at first

2009-01-24T12:17:00.000-08:00

He touches the raw wounds healing nicely, showing a scowl as his rough fingers caress the edges with a delicate feathers touch so as not to cause her pain. She looks up, the eyes as black as pitch but shining with some odd shimmer of quicksilver swimming through at times. " You are to stay away from him for now on." He tells her and her chin lowers with a subtle nod of understanding. She knew that it couldn't be helped but perhaps she should of just coaxed him instead of startling him out in the first place so as not to get into any form of violent confrontation and now guilt twisted her up for hiding the full truth from him in the first place. "I'm sorry.." she whispers.

She feels the grip of his hand catching her chin and drawing her head back up so he could see her youthful features again, his other coming to brush away the white bangs playing into her eyes. "So much like your mother." He tells her. She can only give a weak little smile that becomes caught up in a passionate kiss that leaves her heart racing and whimpering as her cold features soaks up the heat radiating outward. And even as he draws away, she's silent, eyelids heavy but still enough to peer out from under the lashes to look at his strong features cast down upon her upturned face.

The smile on her pale lips is soft and she sighs as she leans into his touch as it moves from her chin to her cheek again where there is no injury before he grasps her hips and pulls her to his lap where he holds her against himself tightly, protecting her as much as he can with his love.

2009-01-08T16:30:00.000-08:00

It wasn't the light streaming through the gauzy curtains hanging from the bed. It wasn't the sound of the house settling. Nor was it her name being spoke. Nerissa shifted as her arm lifts and she moves her hand to the large warm one that now rested on her bare stomach. Her eyelids fluttered to open and ends up shifting about until she feels the arm she was resting in tighten and draw her small cold form in tighter to their body. "You were having a nightmare?" The deep rich male voice had her head lifting and pressing her nose against his chin where she followed the path of his hot breath washing over her face and murmurs in her sleep, barely awake.

" ..was I?..." Neri asks him and feels the warmth brushing of his skin against her forehead, his kiss soft and tenderly placed. "Aye, you were. Do you hurt?" She draws her eyes open and looks to him again as his thumb brushes over her belly again, her silver mane a curtain over his shoulder pulls down as she lifts her head to kiss his lips. "No..I'm okay. Don't remember anything so it weren't no vision..stupid dreams.." The sigh is quiet and muffled as he bends down and presses into a firmer kiss that leaves the small demon nearly lost in the moment, all thoughts, worries..out the door. And she can only smile and bite her lip as heavily lidded gaze washes over his shadowy features while his hair played into her upturned face before she buries it into his neck as she turns herself towards him sleepily and murmurs, " I'm okay, mo Ionúin. Promise..go back to sle..sleep." Her words come muffled as she is already beginning to nod off, feeling protected and loved, within his embrace.

2008-12-13T15:29:00.000-08:00

Can things get anymore messed up? Nerissa begins to wonder what cruel jokes the gods enjoy playing on her. Sitting outside the shop in a funk, slumped while she watches others playing in the snow, ducking the random snow balls coming towards her head when she needed to. It shows how much she keeps to herself anymore, withdrawing from many, silent towards others.

Alive..after all this time. She has proof now. Knows for a fact that this woman claiming to be her mother is the real deal. The demon doesn't scowl, frown...she doesn't do much but silently sit and appear lost in thought. Hiding from those around her a lot.

Tazai has not been around for her. But she's use to it. Its a reoccuring thing for her life. A guy will come around and then gradually, they come around less and less. Shrugging off thoughts, she brushes snow off her bare skin, the overhanging lights on either sides of the door shine down on her and shows the ball jointed limbs easily. Of late, she has remained looking like an over sized doll. Perhaps to convey her weakened state. A fraility of her nature anymore. She refuses to do magic. Demonic. Necromantic. Herbalism. Avoiding any form of energy manipulation. She has not seen her mother. She has not seen her 'father'. Her creator.

Avoidance. Something she is good at. Now, she watches those around her. Pale eyes a glowing blue tracing over the snowy grounds as she watches the streets.

The gods must really be having a field day with her..

Where Am I Going? What Am I Doing?

2008-11-29T05:53:00.000-08:00

Trying to fit back into the swing of life. Trying to adjust to being back. She dances beside her god daughter and notices the way she reacts to her presence now, Suyuan's face showing her own inner turmoil. She didn't want to tell her what she had to but the girl just needed to hear it and the truth is all she can spout, regardless how terrible it makes her feel or the others.

Side to side, they danced before finally Suyuan asked to be let go. Withdrawing from her cold touch. Nerissa looks at her and finally jerks her arm away, entire body turning away. "Fine then....do what ya want.." Her mouth almost continued to say 'what you always do' but she ends up sighing and stops dancing, Nerissa turning to go. "I got things to do. I've neglected my duties anyways."

So much has been on her mind, Neri didn't know what to think or do. She's noticed a woman following her a few days back and today she spotted her inside Haven, watching them. Something about her gave her a de ja vu kind of feeling but the woman didn't look familiar to her one iota. So she just cleared out of the bar post haste, heading back towards the shop with a heavy heart, wrapped up in her misery, trying her best to hide the worst of it from others' eyes.

Now, sitting on the Voodoo Shoppe's stoop, Neri watches the streets with a detachment. Hearing the scuttle and scrapping of something moving around before the doll suddenly drops into her lap. She looks to it and wraps her arms around the doll with a sigh, topping her chin on the dark hair. The sudden appearance of Calleigh made her jump and the doll suddenly disappears from her lap as fast as she'd appeared, thankfully more silent. They talk but she can't keep her thoughts straight. So many things running through and making it hard to concentrate.

Her thoughts traces back towards the woman again. She knows she's never seen her. The dark hair, the ivory skin. To her, there seemed to be some years on the woman. She could see the crows feet but the face looked young and full. Lot older to the eye then Omega herself. She doesn't remember seeing many really old people in appearance. Though, of late, she had seen a few really old looking individuals in the city. Tourists most likely. They get them alot. But this woman has been around a lot she thinks.

She'd been thinking hard then something comes to mind. She saw something on her belt loop and blinks. It dawned on her. The woman had the same badge she'd seen on Tazai and Denny both! So, that must of made her an Omegan...maybe she's just like them. Trying to figure the demon out or something.

Its just the way that she looked at her...maybe its time to do some snooping her own. Find out why this weird portly woman is so interested in her.

A Shift

2008-11-21T13:31:00.000-08:00

Its been so hard. That eventful day that she finally was given release. She had been moving from corner to corner forever restless like a caged beast. Nerissa covered in gore clear up to her elbows, dripped from her mouth. The sounds of battle caught her attention easily enough and she began to throw herself at her padded door in a frenzy inspite of the drugs that kept her from her worst. The demon couldn't remember when they put her in the cell but to feel him on the other door set her to keening and Neri shoved her arm out the small window, busting the thick glass and shattering her flesh and nearly the delicate bones of her knuckles as she reaches for him. "Tazzzz!!!" She has screeched, the fear in her voice making her voice shrill even in her own ears and then heard him yelling at the ones on the other side with the rest of her family. Blood. Scorched flesh. The sound of gun fire. The screams. Coven swept through the hospital and brought down anyone in their path. He was there and her heart hammered in her chest that she was about dizzy from it as she threw herself against the door over and over even as it began to become twisted and warped as he got to literally pulling at the metal to get her out. He was all she could think of. The need to be in his arms making her hurt herself to get out of the room to him. Even when he got her out, she clung to him, shuddering weakly now as her body wanted to give out finally. The shock swept through her and exhaustion set in. The coven around them with waves of anger radiating off them and dead bodies at their feet. There was no coherent look in her eyes. That what was Nerissa was lost deep within her mind to escape the pain of being a guinea pig. The old fear of hospitals. Tazai was her life line here. A friend. A companion. He held her heart and life now in his hands.

Slowly, they leave, he and she left to heal Will. Well, Taz. She wasn't able to even think on her own..standing there looking lost, rocking from foot to foot, as she watched him when all she wanted to do was run out and thrash anyone in her path.

Alive and now sleeping, Will is left safely hidden to recooperate and she's led out quickly through the back way to get her back to the shop. He was the one that took care of her. Cleaned her of the gore she bathed in when they slipped one too many times. She stank, she knew this, but he sat there beside her and washed her entirely. And as her eyes grew heavy, he held her close, safe, in his arms as she finally just passed out across his thighs where she had finally laid herself so that his hand would slide through her dirty, matted hair as it clung to her sweaty face. The chill barely clinging to her right now. Each tiny sound would make her flinch and tremble against him but he held her safe. And this was how she slept.

Almost a week has passed and only now does there show some sense of normalcy in her eyes. The hair no longer black but a dark auburn of the day she was born. No horns. No tail. No wings. She looked every bit as she had the day of her death but for the tapering ears that poke out of the shaggy hair. She still flinches at sounds. Nerissa's eyes haunted. Keeping close to the shop or in hiding even. He's been gone since then but he's always close to whisper a word to her, soothing. And friends. Family. Reminding her she is not alone.

The Longest Wait Ever

2008-11-16T10:44:00.001-08:00

They have to of found them by now. Can they be that weak not to figure out ways to seek them out? The demon paces back and forth the short distance between the walls. The padded room they put her in this time keeping her from endangering herself. She had bloodied her last room with her fretting and anger. That hatred and fear still clings to her all these years. How Nerissa detested hospitals. And the padded walls showed her all too well to be in the lunatic's ward.

She was glad they hadn't put her in a jacket. Not even able to figure out how they managed to get her into there. She hardly slept but the one time her body finally gave out and she'd collapsed this is where she finds herself.

The cloth glistens with frost but its no where as bad as he last place she'd been held in. The blinding lights though made her head hurt and in the end she pressed herself into a corner tightly into a curled up bundle with her pale face pressed into the seam to escape it as best she could.

Nerissa trembled and under her breath cried for him. Wondering if her bond with him helped any. If he could feel her. Sense her. Those eyes haunted her when she closed her own and ached to be in his arms. In that small ball, back to the door and the rest of the room, her finger twisted that crude ring over and over. A cherished item. The one thing she managed to keep throughout this ordeal.

They even took her clothing and the boniness of her form showed ghostly, bruised and battered from her own actions. But atleast she stopped slamming her head against anything solid so that the busted forehead was healing finally. No longer was her head a raven's blue but a curl of deep auburn, hung in limp coils now around her face.

How long?...How long will they come for them? How long must they wait. Her body ached. Riddled with needle marks. Having been strapped down to study her. Nerissa had screamed in terror until finally then even put a bit in her mouth and strapped her jaw so that she was left but a keening screech anytime they came near her until finally she was sedated in the end, to keep her from killing anymore of the white coats.

Now, she sits and waits in a padded room, her eyes watering so that the pale blue gaze looked glazed and she was hundled with but face swimming in her mind to help her through the ordeal.

Inside Some Remote Lab Cell

2008-11-13T16:49:00.000-08:00

She paced. She glared. The room was bitterly cold that the walls were layered with heavy ice and anything loose was frozen in place. She seethed. Restless. Nerissa's face was deathly pale, the bruise at her forehead livid against the pallor of her skin. There was a gauntness setting in as well as if she was starving to death. Yet it had only been a few days that they had caught her in the grave yard.

The demon growled as she runs over that day in her mind over and over. She was angry for letting her guard down. Them getting the best of her. She seethed and the pipes groaned from the water frozen inside seemed to swell. There was an electrical charge in the air. Ozone and the smell of dead flowers seemed to manage to make it outside the lab room they threw her into. The window would prove useless to them. No way they'll be able to see her through the one way window. The last person that had entered the room hadn't made it out in one piece. Blood pools all that were left of the technician that had come to check on her while she had lain in her cot without sign of breathing. She could imagine their panic that something may of gone wrong, that drug pumped into her system could of killed her for all they knew.

Nerissa was distraught as much as angry. She couldn't form a single thought. Faces clouded her vision, memories. There's a sudden ripping scream out of her, the sound utterly inhuman as a bain sidhe's woeful cry, before the demon launched herself at her window with a crack of horns to glass. She'd tried this several times to the point she had busted open the head wound she'd gotten when they caught her. In the back of her head, she wondered if her blood still marked the tombstone used to knock her senseless. Staggering back again, she whipped around, tail jerking dangerously back and forth, her back a writhing mass of blinding white tentacles that glowed on their own.

There was little left of her appearance then of anything human. The soft features were etched heavily with pain and exhaustion. She had not slept since she had awoken in the cell. Shadows under her eyes. Her walk was hunched over as she moved back and forth like a caged animal.

No....Nerissa did not do well in confining places..

After a few minutes, perhaps hours..they all just mixed together. That even days could of passed. On the floor she sits, right in the middle, with her body slumped forth with an intense glowing blue gaze locked on the heavy door. Even with her demonic strength, she'd been unable to bust glass or the door down and just sulked anymore.

Under her breath, she talks to herself it seems. Talons raking over the floor until there's groves in the tile and the sound of it dances over the walls eerily.

No....Nerissa does not do well in confining places..

She stops suddenly and looks around, eyes darting around. Nerissa knew there was a camera on her but with luck they'll see not a whole lot this way then through the one way see through window. It seems she's thinking about something when she looks around, checking out every single corner. Not a lick of shadows. A frown creases between her brows and sets her hands in her lap now to play at a ring around her finger, twisting it around and around absently.

This is how the demoness spent several hours afterwards, just sittings, her finger slowly becoming raw as she twisted the ring around.

Frozen Tears

2008-11-04T10:04:00.000-08:00

The doll pushed and tugged at her, whimpers coming as it tried to get her to rise off the floor. The demon lied there on her belly, stretched out, tears flowing down her cheeks to become frozen. She cried and couldn't stop. Always her mind would move to one face and the hollowness inside her would clench up, feeling empty anymore. Around her were torn photographs and drawings, shredded beyond recognition. The doll tried in vain to get her to move. Tried to get her to stop crying. Tried to get a smile to her painted lips but the demon neither moved nor stirred but a blink ever so often as she stared off blindly. The pale blue eye glazed over and glistening from the tears spilling down the inside of her eye and dripping from the bridge of her nose to the cold floor under her body.

After a bit, the doll gives up and drops down beside her head, small fingers petting over her head. Nerissa never responded. Never made a sound. Never breathed as there was no ice that coated the floor under her face. The pale face held nothing but sorrow, the eye lost and filled with sadness, loneliness. How can one be happy when one only pined away for the one they wanted. How long must one wait for their attention and watch everyone else get what she desired.

The demon took one shuddering breath and closed her eye lids, hiding the pain and emptiness further inside her. Withdrawing into a shell.

Tohu va Bohu

2008-11-02T11:09:00.000-08:00

With a simple mental message, the demon was called back to the Voodoo Shoppe, for their visitors had returned.

Elroy Brouwer *mews* to Neri and points to the table "There over there.. though i got no words out of them."

The two turn their attention to the lady. "No, we're fine" They say in unison though their lips do not move. In a low whisper from an unseen source you can hear a man chatting in some slavic tongue, droning on and on like a professor

Nerissa looks over and nods a little. "They kinda stand out..more then myself even.." She murmurs quietly. She regards them and turns away, hopping up onto the counter for a seat while she picks up the book beside her to look at the pages as though to read.

Elroy Brouwer shakes her head, turning to Neri "They kinda freak me out.. do you know what they want from us?" she talks with her tiny frightened voice.

Footsteps marching, legion up legion of feet marching in time, though they never sound as if they grow nearer or far. "We ask nothing from you. It's the energies the lie beneath this site we enjoy. If it's custom to buy coffee, we understand."

The demon shows a smile to the feline and shakes her head. "The node is strong here..The Pit's not so great..The library itself holds a small pocket..." She shrugs, Nerissa's gaze turning to the two white beings.

"I found out the hard way not to be caught in the lines when ya get killed..it kinda snares the soul in the currents.." She shrugs a little as she thumbs through the pages once more. " Funny, that they speak of coffee. A shame we only have tea blends though..." Nerissa utters an odd little giggle.

Elroy Brouwer smiles back, as she calms down a little turning back to the two sitting at the table "What are they?" she asks Neri.

A howl can be heard in the distance, soon followed by an infant's crying. "We have always been" They reply "We are wanders. We are nothing. We are Tohu va Bohu"

Nerissa 's lids droop a little and sighs, covering a sudden yawn the tears out from her. " without form and void..." she murmurs sleepily.

Nerissa suddenly looks foward, watching the red headed vampire that was outside.

Elroy Brouwer shakes of this weird feeling she has and walks outside "Uhm.. yeah.. if you need me Neri, i will be outside."

Tarot Table: Past - Good chance. marriage. inheritance. Concerning a person: strong. generous. influential man. sexually attractive.
Tarot Table: Future - Completion. Celebration of success. peace. relaxation. satisfaction.

Nerissa nods a little to Ellanore. She is watching the seated pair with no concern of hiding her curiousity about the beings.

The pair decide to flip over the cards before them, and chuckle at fate's hand

Nerissa 's gaze drifts outside and leans a little, watching the streets. "How strange. Ya come and it brings others..." She says quietly.

Elroy Brouwer *mews* sweetly and nods to Shea.

The walls chuckle, "We do apologize for that. We have no control over their dreams."

Elroy Brouwer smiles "Hyies, how is you today?"

Nerissa digs into a small bag, bouncing with her other hand, to draw out three tiles of stone. Setting one down after another beside her. " Not even they could control their dreams.." She muses as she reads the stones' meanings.

The two continue to stare at each other. Something flaps past. "This is true. Little in life has control"

Elroy Brouwer nods agreeing with Shea "Quiet it is for sure, you don't sound relealy optimistic, anything happend?"

Casting the Norn spread, she checks the three elements of past, present and futher. The left represents the past. "Perth.." She murmurs to herself. Reversed. It speaks of chance and gambling. Possibly secrets reveled or mysteries uncovered..A warning about gambling, not to take a chance..The middle represents the present, the demon touches it, "Laguz..." She sighs. "Water..weird. And you are an annoyin' tile to come to hand.." She chortles to herself.

Elroy Brouwer *mews* sweetly "I see.. sounds like you got a pretty quiet day sofar."

Nerissa looks at the stone, reversed for her. "Ebbing tide..power being drawn away..or perhaps a journey?..." She giggles suddenly and thinks on it before she turns her attention to the last stone. "The future..Tyr..God of war.." She leans on a hand she has tucked close to the plate containing the candles, murmuring to herself. " Another reveresed tile..Ya don't like me, do ya stones.." She grins and murmurs to herself. "A sacrifice with no way to lead to satifaction..Lossing what though..Not good at all.."

Calleigh Constantine sneaks up behind Nerissa and pokes her, "Stones and cards are the same, you use them as a tool, not a set course..."

Elroy Brouwer *mews* again seeing Shea enjoy it, teasing him a little with it.

The two begin playing a game with the cards to the sound of thunder. Flipping them over, revealing not the orginal card face buta teal glowing glyph. The stop suddenling as lightening crashes as they repeat "God of War"

Nerissa gathers them quickly and looks out the door, depositing them back into the bag she retrieved them from. "More riddles then answers..or maybe just not focusing. "Callei girl, we got company." she replies.

Nerissa nods her head a little and turns to glance over her shoulder.

Tarot Table: Present - Failure. Difficulties in conservation of harmony. Absence of result after necessary efforts. Psychological growth. Prudence. Care. thoroughness. Great ambitions.

Elroy Brouwer giggles, waving her tail around "They sure are.."

Calleigh Constantine quirks a brow, listening closely as she leans against the counter next to her sister. She glances over to the two strangers, trying to keep her gaze not obvious before looking to the floor, lost in thought for a moment. She whispers, "I talked to Lunana... She said she'd find out all she could, but even for her, since she had fell, resources are limited to her at this time..."

Nerissa gives her sister a look and nods slowly. She turns and gives her attention to the one that enters and smiles. "Hallo, Shea. "

Shea Spoonhammer walks in carefully, trying not to trip over any wards or what not, slightly suspicious of the store. "heya Nerissa"

Wind whips through the store, though nothing is moved, not even the cards. Turning, their pure white eyes seem turn burn. "Do you hear the thunder? Always growing, always hungry. It does not come for us. Does it come for you?"

Krutz Kelberwitz: Princess

Alber Thespian: Princess

Shea Spoonhammer pointing over his shoulder "was just outside, talkin to El, thought maybe ah'd come say hi, and to let you know the dress really was somethin last night"

A deck of cards comes to Nerissa's calling and shuffles slowly while she seems to be thinking though her eye remains on Shea, still smiling. "Need anything? Or just comin' in for a social call?" She asks and draws a card from the deck...The smile falters and glances at the pair.

She blinks and utters a soft chuckle to Shea. "Well, thanks Shea. That's sweet of ya." Nerissa says to him.

Shea Spoonhammer peers through the door at El, motioning her inside to join

Calleigh Constantine glances over to the duo, shivering slightly as she quickly drapes herself in a small amount of fire. She murmurs, "Who's to say till it comes?"

The repeat not in unison but in echos of each others "Who's to say, who's to say"

Nerissa turns slightly and lies the King of Cups down slowly. It makes her frown a little.

Elroy Brouwer shakes her head to Shea "Not coming inside with.. uhm.. those guys hanging around."

Nerissa asks, "What about a princess?" Not looking up, she draws a second card and lies down Justice in reverse..

Shea Spoonhammer shifts a bit from one foot to the other, "ah" to El, then turns back to Nerissa "sorry if I didn't get to say more to ya at the party, but you had a date wit ya, figured....yer busy cardin peoples...well ah just wanted to say hi, and let you know I thought you looked great at the party, so guess ah will step at an let you card away"

Fanning the cards out as best her small hands can to hold, Nerissa pulls out another cared and sets it down. The Justice in reverse. A blush comes to her cheeks as she glances up with a smile. " My friend didn't want me to come alone. That's all Kiyaru is..my friend." She tells him.

The pair return to their game of card glyphs, their voices once more in sync, "She hides from the storm, hoping it will pass over and forget. But we never forget, never forgive. There is a princess here, we feel the magic coursing through her blood. The storm comes for her."

"And actually..just a random readin'.." She looks at the cards down so far and seems not to like what she sees. Nerissa draws another and sets down the 7 of cups.."Temptations.." The words from the white ones has her glances over her shoulder at them, a small furrow to her brow. "..There's lots of royalty around this place.." she tells them.

Shea Spoonhammer hesitates a lil, "oh...like ah said, ah jus didn't want to be that third crowder...type person...ah didn know, but now ah do....ok." coughs a lil, his face reddening and feeling quite warm "well, while you card, gonna see what oh El is doin...ah don personally gamble, er mess with cards...ain got the luck fer it"

Pix Cazalet walks quietly into the shop, gazing at all the new people "umm hi there. Don't mind me, just passing through"

Calleigh Constantine steps out from behind the counter, now leaning against the wall as she ignores Shea and Nerissa's conversation, focusing on the two, still silently listening.

Their voices first run backwards then seem to pause before playing forward, "Yes, but you are the only one hiding from the storm."

Shea Spoonhammer nods to Pix

Pix Cazalet stops in her tracks "Shea? You're back?"

Shea Spoonhammer smiles "ah been gettin that a lot lately"

Nerissa hastely draws another before the cards jump from her hands as she starts and snaps. "I'm not! Yer full of shit!" She says suddenly and jumps up.

Calleigh Constantine's eyes dart over to Nerissa, "Easy Nerissa..."

((the men in white, are white...not ressed induced))

Pix Cazalet chuckles "not surprised. Thought I'd never see you again. Great to have you home again"

Shea Spoonhammer shakes his head "nah, ah'm permanent, jus had some off island issues is all fer awhile"

Nerissa gathers the cards and banishes the rest that had fallen to the floor. She moves behind the counter and puts it between her and the pair at the table.

Elroy Brouwer peeks throught the windows from outside staring at the two sitting besides the table, hoping they will disappear soon.

The pair look up from the table, "Do not fear us. We are not your storm. We have told you nothing you did not already know."

Pix Cazalet nods and appears overjoyed to see him. "All sorted?"

Annoyed or nervous, either way, they have Nerissa's hackled raised as she glares at them in silence.

Pix Cazalet looks over to them white things at the table "Storm? Isn't she one of the prowlers?"

Alber Thespian looks at his twin, "Today, we are not her storm today."

Krutz Kelberwitz nods in reply, "Still, even then, we wouldnt be her storm, but everyones"

Calleigh Constantine frowns, "Metaphorically speaking Pix, not a being... an action..." She keeps her eyes locked on the two.

Shea Spoonhammer nods "yeah to be sure...no more....vacations so ta speak, so yer stuck wit me...actually came here lookin ta see ya, heard you were head thingy...poobah er whatever, wanted to congratulate ya, an in the mean time been meeting....and re-meeting, yer um...Poobah-ees"

In unison they reply to each other, together, "This is true"

Pix Cazalet shrugs a little "the other one seems to cause enough problems"

Shea Spoonhammer looks around the room at the two wondering the fuss, then back to Pix

Pix Cazalet raises her finger and leans forward in an attempt to prod him. "They are not my pooh anything"

Shea Spoonhammer laughs "ah'm not entirely sure, but I may have made that last one up...but you can use it if you like...poobah-ees...has a ring to it"

Nerissa looks at the cards in her hands and together again, she shuffles them before putting them away with a scowl on her lips. She seems uncertain, a low coldness radiating outward from her that carries the frost. " I'm not a princess." She mutters angrily.

Pix Cazalet grins back attempting to control a chuckle "somehow I don't think they'd like it"

Shea Spoonhammer laughs "the offers still open, least till ah trademark it"

Pix Cazalet: Give it to the pack, suits them I think.

Shea Spoonhammer nods, somewhat solemnly "ah hear they been givin grief away like it was Christmas"

Nerissa glances around the room before she turns and slips past the ward to the back room with a quiet growl under her breath.

Coven Ward: ((By entering this room, you acknowledge that should you enter an aggressive stance within the Coven building, the wards will take defensive measures.))

The two return to their attention to the card table, the low buzzing of locusts permutates throughout the shop

Calleigh Constantine crosses her arms behind her back as she leans against the wall, watching Nerissa closely, before whispering, "But why wish this torrent upon people? Anyone for that matter." She directs at the beings.

Shea Spoonhammer remembers the tenfold rule, and simply nods

Pix Cazalet sighs and gazes out through the open door. "Luckily they haven't threatened us yet"

Shea Spoonhammer nods "lucky fer whom?"

Shuffling the cards again, slowly staring at the carpet when she settles on it, the demon frowns harder. Her mind races and she sets the deck down, drawing it out to fan infront of her, and choses three cards for herself randomly. Laying one after another to rest in front of her as well.

The locus swarm grows, "We wish nothing. We revealed nothing. We are nothing."

Pix Cazalet: For us of course. I don't look forward to a battle with the pack, although..... I'm sure we could take care of them if provoked"

Pix Cazalet: Did you say you wanted me for something Shea?

Shea Spoonhammer nods "ah figure as much. though no sheddin is always a plus, but they're agressive as o late from what ah hear"

Shea Spoonhammer shakes his head "jus not to many familiar faces in Toxia, heard you were still kickin, figured ah would say hi"

Calleigh Constantine keeps her headphones planted against her ears to block out some of the buzzing sound, but frowns, "Then why do you seem to exsist? To exist, you must be something, correct?"

Pix Cazalet smiles warmly. "Always nice to meet up with old friends"

Shea Spoonhammer nods with a growing smile "always nice to be greeted with a smile by em as well"

Pix Cazalet nods happily. "Tell me where you've been then, what excitement befell you"

The walls laugh loundly only to reflect off other walls as the two seem frozen, one with his hand still on the deck of cards as they reply, "Too many have asked why we are here, but no one has asked that. You are wise, so simply know, one day we will bring about nothing and creation shall cease to be. Today is not that day. "

The left card is turned over. Representing important things of the past. "Six of Clubs.." She says to herself, just rambling under her breath. "Mermories..past influences. " Things that have vanished. Childhood past...nostalgia..faded images..longing..Her brow furrows and turns the middle card over. "Decidin' element of the present..Five of swords.." She sighs, the card reversed, defeat..Uncertain outlook. Chance of loss or defeat..Weakness. It all has her tensing up.

Pix Cazalet head swings around to gaze at the beings as she hears his words. "What are you and what is your attraction to here?"

Shea Spoonhammer nods "ah went off to find out some things about the Institute actually, mainland...they showed up same time the incident occured with a few others in tow...anyway" pausing as the beings and Pix converse "ah was lookin fer answers on the cause of the incident and what was done about it followin...didn't find much though, other than some funky lookin business move ins, an outs"

Nerissa listens from where she is to the front of the shop while she reaches for the last card, flipping over to see the Nine of Wands. " Bloody hell..." she growls again and the cards are snatched up and thrown across the sofa.

Calleigh Constantine frowns again, scratching her head before looking to Pix. "The Tohu va bohu... those before the light. If my translation is right.."

A child giggles before entering a chant of ring around the rosey, "You ask what everyone ask. We are nothing and we enjoy the energy flowing under this site."

Shea Spoonhammer furrows his brow "okay that is freakin me out..."

Pix Cazalet nods to Shea "As it is me" then looks to Calleigh and says in a hushed tone "we need to start researching I think, twice in two days is not a coincidence"

Calleigh Constantine glances over to Pix, nodding as her golden eyes spark, She murmurs back "We already done some..."

The whistle of a bomb dropping seems to come directly overhead, "Do not worry. We pose you no threat."

Pix Cazalet tries to play down the two beings at the far end of the shop and looks back to Shea "Does Tony know you're back?"

Coven Ward: ((By entering this room, you acknowledge that should you enter an aggressive stance within the Coven building, the wards will take defensive measures.))

Calleigh Constantine bites her thumb, hearing the sound above before looking over at Nerissa, eyeing her with a small sense of worry.

Shea Spoonhammer shakes his head "no, ah never really talked to Tony when ah was ere...always very abrasive"

Nerissa wanders back out but she keeps most the time the beings at her back now. Her face is composed and near softened of all lines. Whatever is on her mind has been sealed behind walls.

Pix Cazalet frowns a little and sighs. "Always trying to hide behind a barrier"

Pix Cazalet smiles at the new arrival "Greetings sir"

Olympix Footman: hi

Nerissa lifts her gaze, all but the one eye taking in the man that just entered. She asks, "What can we do ya for? Or just browsin'?"

Olympix Footman: browsin

Nerissa ahs and nods. "Kindly stay on this side of the buildin'. Back door's off limits to customers less yer escorted."

Olympix Footman: ok

Olympix Footman: how can I be part of this family

Shea Spoonhammer looks at Pix, then to the newcomer "first you go up on the roof, tie a cinder block to yer genitals, and toss it off, hopin Pix gave ya enough rope....er did Tony change it?"

Shea Spoonhammer coughs

Pix Cazalet laughs "Tony didn't, but I did"

Nerissa suddenly barks with a laugh and lifts a hand up to her lips to muffle it.

A lamb bahhs from the cold as the pair return to their game

After wandering to the window, Nerissa looks out the filthy pane of glass to the street. Watching traffic or just lost in thought.

Calleigh Constantine frowns hearing the lamb, shaking her head saddly as she tries to ignore the random sounds. She watches the two play their game, eyes flashing as she tries to get a sight of the cards.

Pix Cazalet glances over to the white beings and thinks aloud "are we charging them rent?"

The two look over, "We offered to buy coffee, we understand that is custom."

Shea Spoonhammer raises his eyebrows at the two white things "coffee. okay" removes his sunglasses and takes a cigarette from a silver inscribed case, lighting it with a small zippo, and replacing the items into his jacket

Nerissa sighs quietly and moves away from the seated pair once more as she lays hand to her stomach, fingers pressing past flesh as if nothing but putty greeted her talons, tugging to the side to show a small wash of blue the same color as her eye. She doesn't seem aware of her actions, just wandering around the shop and slips out the door.

Together they rise and move to depart

Calleigh Constantine watches the two move in sync, blinking as they do.

Shea Spoonhammer reaches to Pix's elbow to move her gently backwards with a slight tug

Shea Spoonhammer whispers to Pix "didn't figure they'd say excuse me..."

Nerissa had moved back hastely as she watched them pass and her eyes follow as they go down the street. "Does one need to follow?"

Elroy Brouwer sighs as the two finaly take there leave "I don't like there presence." she turns to look at Neri.

Nerissa nods slowly, still bothered by their comment to her earlier.

Calleigh Constantine frowns, "We realy need to keep an eye on them... doesnt feel exactly right... but... I 'unno."

Nerissa glances at Calleigh with a small furrow. " Is it wrong to be scared of Them?" she asks in a small voice.

Calleigh Constantine glances over to Nerissa, smiling weakly, "It'd be going against myself to say it was... I hold some fear, but more curiosity about them."

Pix Cazalet: Some curiosity or even fear is a good thing

Pix Cazalet: Best to be wary

Calleigh Constantine nods, "Be wary and keep an eye out.."

Elroy Brouwer shakes her head "It is not that i fear them, it is just they give me this weird feeling when they are around, don't know how to explain it else." looks back to the streets and wanders of in her thoughts again.

Nerissa pulls free her fingers, flesh sealing up again. She frowns a little and looks down then turns her gaze towards the west, where they'd gone. " I don't understand why they talk of a storm..And I don't like that they call me Princess.."

Nerissa sighs and lays her hands to her pelvis and rubs with a grimace of pain. " Ever since Sieran made me eat that damn stone I removed from my eye, my stomach's been hurtin'..."

Calleigh Constantine frowns and looks at Nerissa, "Simple.. take it out." Scratches her head, "Take that back, that was stupid of me."

Shea Spoonhammer raises his eyebrows with a bit of an 'ew face' at the prospect of eating anything that came out of one's eye

Pix Cazalet frowns and turns her head away

Nerissa utters a small laugh as she looks to Calleigh. "I would but its part of the wards he said. If it comes out, they'll shatter..we don't want that."

Nerissa waves her hand before the healling black hole. " I'll just be glad when I can see again..fuckin' hurt when he'd shoved it in..hurt worse when I clawed it out.."

Calleigh Constantine cringes, nodding, "Yeah, no good there..." Thinks for a moment, snapping her fingers, "Why not put a magical bubble about it? It's not being bothered but protects your innards?"

Elroy Brouwer nods slowly agreeing with Calleigh.

Nerissa looks down a little, chin to collar, and frowns. "...I'm still kinda worried..what we talked about the last time we talked. '8 hours [you] will have a seed'...He acted like I was gonna get pregnant by a blood stone.."

Nerissa looks to Shea and gives an apologetic smile. "Sorry..for ignorin' ya like that. My brain's kinda in over drive right now.."

Shea Spoonhammer waves his hand dismissingly "ah was married fer over a year...ah'm use to bein ignored sweetheart"

Calleigh Constantine jumps slightly looking suprised and worried, "Holy fu--" Pauses, noticing her sister deciding to change the subject, she quickly drops it and looks back, raising a brow.

Shea Spoonhammer: an fer the record, sounds like you have more pressin issues than entertainin guests...

Nerissa grunts faintly and crinkles her nose up cutely. "Yer not a guest. Yer a friend..least I hope so." She tells him.

Shea Spoonhammer smiles and blushes a lil "thank you Nerissa, I like the sound of that"

Nerissa looks around and sighs. "I think I'll go rest a little..before the meetin'....I feel like someone just sucked a bunch of energy outta me.."

Nerissa hurries over and hugs Shea, her small cold body tightly squeezing for such a small package.

"I'll catch ya'll inna few." She turns to Calleigh. "If they come back, let me know what happen?"

Calleigh Constantine nods firmly, "Of course."

Shea Spoonhammer smiles warmly, holding her tightly, not feeling the cold aura she usually gives off, then lets go "see you around Nerissa...to be sure"

Kindred Masquerade Ball

2008-11-01T10:31:00.000-07:00

What a night. And, oh what a good one it was...The nervousness that gripped her made her eyes wide and her arm clutched to her friend's arm, Kiyaru insisting that he accompany her so she wouldn't be alone. She protested loudly and often until the very minute of the ball itself begun but he refused to listen to her, to offer his arm to her, and his ear for her words.

She had sighed and given in, in the end; Small hands clasping tightly the billowy sleeve of his upper arm as she tucked in against him with her gown lightly dragging behind with each step. The comments about her appearance made her smile and stain deeply with a blush, her coven sisters around her all dressed in their own little costumes. Only two hours had passed and he had to go, leaving her there alone...how she hated being alone. The demon had stood there, listening to music. Had pounced Kishi for a brief moment to dance, and then she was heading out with a restlessness to walk back to the shop.

The shop wasn't empty. A couple of the initiates where there and a single customer. She had let them handle it, to get practice working in the Voodooo Shoppe, and slipped out the backdoor in the casting room to sit on the cold banister to watch the moon play over the ripples topping the water, the single pale blue eye wandering before tears begun to come up to burn. She tried to stop it with her palm but the mask still worn prevented her from even getting to it so that they trickled down behind it and down her cheek to leave traces in the makeup and loose face powder. Thankfully she managed to contain them in the end and slipped off, once more restless to walk around the city slowly.

Perhaps an hour, more or less, and she feels a familiar touch to her mind. That hyper mind poking at her thoughts insistent to get her attention. And as always it would bring a smile to her and laugh even when she's alone. No wonder they look at her funny anymore, random bouts of laughter.

This led to a long night of playing mind tag before finally meeting up to just hanging out like old times sakes. Talking. Jesting. Sharing thoughts as she threw things harmlessly at him. Such a spazzy demon, that made her feel like her cheeks would crack from grinning too much.

It was a good night, that she will cherish always.

Cold with the Flames

2008-10-30T18:11:00.000-07:00

The sand was growing cool with the change of the seasons drawing out of autumn to winter gradually, bare feet making small prints that just joins the hundreds of thousands of others...leading straight to the fire. A strange sight indeed, huddled in the damp cold sand, the only colors standing out being a yellowish orange and ivory that looked more antiqued then the usual brilliant color. The demon, dressed in a silly bumble bee costume, was smoking before the fire that she sat at , head resting on her knee so that her face was hidden under the dark canopy of glossy black hair that danced with highlights painted by the blazing glow of the fire itself. The fingers absently picking at the striped stockings. As always, she was alone, huddled in a silent presence. She pined for love. She ached to be held..need she was plenty, friends, the new family that surrounded her..but she wanted one thing..to be held again. Tightly, wanting to hide herself in someone's arms.

She drew her head up a little, a glimmer of light doing nothing to diminish the intense blue glow. The good eye stares off into the flames and watches it dance. Watches the salamanders feasting on ash. Her only companion. She just sat there in her own little world, lost to her inner thoughts. Those thoughts were wrapped up with her restless emotions. She was greedy, wanting to be someone's, but she never gets it. Never has one to hold her and comfort her but friends and family. The doll comes running from the shadows suddenly and stops, almost tumbling over in its haste to get to the demon's side. Her head turns just barely to look at it and finds herself holding the doll this time. It fit neatly in her lap. It was always with her, hiding from the naked eye...only one has seen it, her god daughter. But she spoke not much on why it was alive..only that she'd had it for a long time.

Her arms wraps around the doll protecting it from the heat cast at her as the salamanders grew with their feast. What she saw in that flame is hard to say. She only just sat there, feeling lost and lonely with heavy eyes. She was exhausted, fighting herself and so many others...Inspite the family and friends, she was utterly on her own. She did what she had to and now her lids just grew heavy as the one eye stared off into the dancing blaze of orange and yellows to sink into the white blaze where it was hottest, loosing herself to her thoughts while she sat there thinking. Thinking of several things...

Has the World Gone Mad or Just Me?

2008-10-29T11:15:00.000-07:00

She stood there talking to someone she'd not seen in a long time, the man looking at her. Seeing the confusion in his eyes and then uncertainty. Shea didn't seem to know what to think when he found out that this small demon was the same that use to run around with plaid shirts and shorts, scuffed up knees and dorky nerd glasses. A true little hick in the beginning. Now, he sees this small dark being. The comment about her being a walking shadow made her shiver within and had laughed to hide her own nervousness.

It was a tickle at first, in her head, and then a familiar masculine voice speaking to her. Sieran checking up on her after he had gotten the seals in place fully once more. She wasn't expecting to get anything further out of him but suddenly she feels the pull, her old sire summoning her like she was some minion to do his bidding.

Not wanting the pain it brought when ignoring a summoning like that, she arrives before him in silence, kneeling at his feet as she would Vulcan, respecting her old mentor and once sire..

Sieran: Does the power of the old seals feel well?

Nerissa tips her head as she looks up to him when she comes at his summoning and shrugs. " I itch..but I blame the healin' on it." She flashes a smile.

Sieran: Good

Sieran: I'm glad they've taken root

Nerissa glances around, curious of her surroundings. "Its not gonna innterfer with my magicks is it?" She turns to him.

Sieran: If those neko's get in my way again I will rip their ears and tails off

Sieran: It will only protect and increase your magic

Sieran: My left arm is as you see a Steel replacement

Nerissa sighs and nods. "I've already gone off on them about bein' overly protective...they caused me to take a savage blow last night to another demon that had captured me."
Sieran: What happened?

Nerissa looks at him and frowns. "I coulda replaced it, Sieran. Its what I do..I don't need that stuff ya had made and gave me.."

Nerissa shrugs. "There was a demon that had collared one of my students..I grew angry and went after him..and lost in battle. " [[I hate my wireless. The damn macro keys I had set don't work.}}

"He had no intention of doin' further damage, only bound me..but the kiddies got doubly defensive to see me in a state..When they attacked he landed a blow that hit hard. " She further explains.

Sieran holds up his left arm a glowing spheare floating above the metal hand "The demons of this world are weak when they lose this..."

Nerissa had looked away, attracted by the cawing, and turns back as if reacting to the feel of something released. She looks at the sphere. "..That is...what? " She asks.

Sieran: It is what makes a demon a demon...Most demons take the body of a human to do horrid actions againist the world that curses them..others come from the rift as full demons but not many humans can see their true form without burning out their eyes and dying

Sieran: But for those who come through the rift and embark on a quest to spawn more of their children..This essence is what keeps them linked to their realm...And without it they turn to ash in both realms...As if they never were there

Sieran: Rather interesting when you have a enchanted arm able to rip this out of a pure demon and hold them hostage...

Sieran smiles "But I feel no love for their kind as you know my job has been to protect the humans that dwell in this world even if they are stupid meat bags..." laughs as he crushs the orb in his hand a flash of light and then only dust remains

Sieran: I had to find the right place to test my skills as a seal master

Sieran: So I provoked a demon to bring me to their plain

Nerissa nods slowly as her eye remains on it. "....We are different..that makes us unique makes us ..stronger.." She says quietly, looking down at his words that makes her shiver. "Will ya kill me for bein' a demon?..Even if I gotta soul?.."

Sieran: You were human once

Sieran: Turned Vampire then a demonic essence forced into your shell

Sieran: But not a vampire..Something much greater

Sieran: You were a Crusnik

Sieran: You smelled like a human and looked like one

Nerissa nods again, still with gaze down cast. " But I was already dead long before ya embraced me..that lil pocket my soul was stuck in makin' my body a walkin' mass of energy.."

Sieran: Again..You were taken in by a monster that mankind made to destroy all that faced them

Sieran: Your powers grew but now they are gone..

Nerissa looks over quickly.

"..Say again?.." She says.

Sieran: You think you need to feed but your need to feed was only for battle..

Sieran: When you thought I was a true vampire you fed and fed

Sieran: It is true I can bare my fangs and use magic..but I'm a monster...And your powers from your life as a crusnik are gone..

Sieran: Don't look so shocked you gave them up when you became a Demon

"But..I still feel the desire to feed off blood. Not off souls..sensual energies...I want blood.." She frowns but then nods again. " I know."

Sieran: You've tricked yourself into thinking blood is what you need

Sieran: But within blood you can drain the soul of another if not fully but only a tad..Just enough to not notice

Sieran: There are many things at work in this world and the many others..

Nerissa crosses her arms and looks away, gazing across the trees. She turns and suddenly jerks up her jacket, baring her flat, obsidian stomach. " Then what is this?!" She asks and shoves her arm into the flesh that gives like putty.

Sieran: Why don't you ask your father?

Nerissa pulls out the vial that holds what's left of the healing elixor given to her by her sire long ago, held onto preciously, she holds it to him, arm covered with frost to her elbow.

Sieran: And what is that?

Nerissa sighs. "My father is dead. Like my mother, Sieran..Remember?" She looks at it and holds it to him. "Ya gave it to me..ya had some gyspsies make it when ya were huntin' malks a long time ago..."

Sieran: You've held onto it this long

"This is where I keep..things.." She lays her free hand on the belly, a shimmer around it aglow, raw arcanum at her fingertips just wanting to be used. "This is what makes me cold..not because I'm a demon..or was dead flesh at one point.."

Nerissa looks up at him and nods. "I kept everything...even the doll I tried to put my soul into.."

Sieran places his gauntlet againist your belly "You will feel warmth in here soon..a child"

Sieran grins

Nerissa says quietly, "Every lil thing ya ever gave me..I've kept close as I could to me..the books.." She frowns and slaps his hand away. " There's never gonna be a birth outta me!"

Sieran: There will be in 8 hours you will have a seed

Nerissa looks appalled suddenly and shakes her head, refusing to believe. "No. I will never let myself get pregnant, Sieran. I've been on the strongest of birth control since I joined the coven.."

Sieran: In time you will see

Sieran: As for my child..

Sieran: I plan to sever all ties to him..

Sieran: I cannot let one of his blood live

Sieran: So I shall cripple or kill him
Sieran: One or the other..Depends on my mood

Nerissa Dae shock hits her, making her dark face ashen. "Nicholas? No! Yer not killin' my lil brother!" She snaps waspishly wtih tears in her eyes. " And I'm never gonna get pregnant! Ya hear me! Never!!" she screams before she runs through the Veil to run from madness and her own anger and fear.

2008-10-28T05:40:00.000-07:00

The doll come scrambling out from under the lab table where it had been sitting most the day. She just told them it was her's from a very long time, which was true from one that couldn't lie. Yet never spoke about what the doll actually was or represented. It only come running when Nerissa had come storming back inside from having been celebrating the defeat of the latest monster attacks. She was boiling mad, the ebony features twisted in anger. Bato had been outside, talking to them, her playfully bantering about payment for helping heal him several times during battle. But her god daughter had spoken rudely to the werewolf and she had done something never before thought possible. She had backhanded her own daughter for the behavior shown and then stormed off to fight the boiling anger within her.

It danced around the demon's feet. It tried to offer calm soothing words to her. Tried to remind her of people who loved her. The doll held up a small skull that use to belong to a bird. She looks at it and a smile breaks as she can't help but laugh as she lowers herself to the floor of the lab to usher her poppet to her lap. " I get the picture, lil one.." She tells it and tsks as she fixes the doll's dress and checks for cracks. It wouldn't do well if her baby broke. The bones inside were irreplaceable and what created the doll even harder to replicate. She stroked the curls that dangled around the face that looked so much like her long ago, the auburn locks still shiny, her own hair carefully fed into the scalp area. Her pride and joy this one is.

The demon sighs and leans against the wall behind her tiredly, a familiar presence in the back of her mind, speaking softly to her. Her lips smiles for a moment then she closes her eyes to fall asleep, looking more like a doll herself once the mind turns inward and shuts off the outside world.

The Eight Seals of Binding

2008-10-27T15:16:00.000-07:00

She woke up finally, feeling as if her chest was stomped on, her heart as if it had been squeezed. In fact, it had taken a serious blow, Sieran's unexpectant attack to set the last one leaving her screaming and spilling a grand amount of blood to the library floor. What felt a nightmare was reality and it come to hit her the next day with a heavy fist to the gut.

All the seals she had erected to bind the darkness within her. A means to keep herself safe and sane, so she thought, and she had shattered them all in a blaze of single minded hatred to the one that betrayed the Coven. As soon as she heard what Lysander had done, she didn't think. She only reacted. The demon tearing through all she had created and slammed into his mind with a twisted mind of revenge.

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Nerissa Dae 's mind slams into his psyche with a snarl. "What are you doing fool!" she screams.

Lysander Demonge winces at the impact of her mind forcing it's way into his. Ignoring her petty inquiry he slams shut the walls of his mind, lacing the rejection with a wave of pain for her efforts.

Nerissa Dae can be felt slamming against it, her drug induced mind making her attackes harder and more intense as she barely puts anything behind them but inhuman anger. The demon comes to the foreground, rising out of the depths with a vengenous. There comes a bain sidhe's screech, ear shattering and mental if she breaks through his shields.

Lysander Demonge doubling over from the furious assault, the screem of a thousand harpies echoing in his mind, he dips into Hell's seemingly endless reservoir of power, hurling every inch of it he could draw at the witch in the form of incredible heat. Collapsing from the effort, he crawls to the nearest chair, propping his back against it.

Nerissa Dae doesn't let up. Madness taking, the demon never before reacted in such a manner in the naked eye. There's nothing sane in the mind that assails his defensive ways, a brutal wash of cold madness exploding and beating at anything to render his mind useless if she gets that far.

Lysander Demonge slams his defensive wall back into place, only to have it broken again. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT WITCH, LEAVE ME TO MY MISERY" he roars, so loud in his own mind that waves of pain and nausea beat at his skull.

Nerissa Dae screams, a thousand piercing cries heard, "You have betrayed your family." She snarls as she slams into his mind with what she hopes will feel like spikes.

Lysander Demonge deciding this one is far too powerful to block out entirely, he quickly changes tactics, reverting to that faithful demonic character so common in his kind. Wincing from the assault but not showing any signs otherwise, he softens his voice to a penetrating, pompous tone. "Did your sister enjoy my gift? I wore her you know, like a condom at homecoming. I can still feel her wrapped around me, crying in agony. I can still taste her tears, sssssalty and ssssorrowful...." he hisses at the last.

Nerissa Dae gives no indication of haulting, no notice to the change over coming him. She howls and there's a shift in her own persona. That what made her Shadow. That what made her Vulcan's favorite pet. The demoness utters something unintelligable and a lashing of razors comes from her mind, as if she wants to slice his brain from the inside out. There's a white nova of blinding hatred that pulses and she laughs without warning. "I have no sister you fool. I have no mother. I have no father. No brother. I am only me and you will fall before me ." says the icy hiss so unlike the odd tone of Neri's normal tone.

Lysander Demonge grins in delight, feeling a kindred spirit. Relishing in the wave of cutting pain, he embraces her mind. "I remember you.....Nerissa.....you were a Shadow....." he says softly. "You are one of the witches now? I can't fathom why......I beg forgiveness for my brash behaviour my kindred, please, leave that foul den of goodness and light, come and walk with me in the darkness." Closing his eyes, he runs hands over his skin, reveling in her aura of evil presence. "I long for a companion such as you....honor me with your dark beauty.....Nerissa....".

Nerissa Dae 's wards have been destroyed, the darkeness welling up, the unnatural essence that makes up her entire being, a kiss of such power she holds within her like a living vessel. She laughs at him, mocking him. There is no baiting her, she doesn't seek power, that is clear in her mind. If her hands had touched him physically, those cold little hands would sear flesh from him and slop up his spilt blood. She is lost to the sensations on seems to move around him even in spirit. A shadowy form...dark..insubstantial but for those icy blue eyes that seem to look through him. A huntress. A predator that could snuff him any minute if she wanted to.

Lysander Demonge kneels, still feeling her awe-inspiring power overwhelming him. He lets it wash over him without any attempt to hinder her. Smiling knowingly, he replies, slow and steady. "I know what you think, you look at me as a pitiful little thing, seeking to gain some measure of strength and power. Know this isn't so. I am quite aware you could end me without so much as a twitch, and I care little." Tilting his head back, he opens his mind wider. "I am also aware that my paltry words hold no temptation for you, but you are also aware that your place is not WITH those pathetic witches and their silly spellbooks. Don't you tire of mending possessions, petty drama and any number of other meaningless endeavours? I am sated with who and what I am. I am a demon, not powerful, nor am I weak.....what I do have to offer is an intelligent mind, something the masses of this pathetic city lack. You can deny all you like, but you know this for truth." Nodding contentedly he finishes. "Do as you will....Nerissa."

Lysander Demonge: "I will not attempt to sway you any further."

Nerissa Dae remains circling him, in his mind, her own is total chaos. She holds no sign of humanity now that she had always shown. The compassion she held for him and desire to see him be something. Now, she is along hatred that surrounds him utterly in a cold blanket. " I am neither demon nor angel. I am myself. I am that which is not alive nor dead. You have nothing I want. You are nothing but a fool child.." her words, soft hisses as it seems she literally stands beside him. She carries with her a strength that shows she gets what she wants. "Knowledge is power. Power is not what I seek. I seek to know. To weld. You have caused me to show myself and this doll will forever remember. " Comes her voice, an icey softness this time catching. Something brushes against the dark essence and then it comes to the physical side of him, as if those talons traces over his sculpted body before she jerks away with a peal of laughter.

*********

She had left his mind and escaped into her own darkness, lost. The following hours had soon been spent to try and reestablish these seals and weak, she managed to make it through the next day fairly safe if not still feeling in a state of utter hatred and thirsting to inflict pain. The night was spent manning the booth for the faire, a perfect distraction and a chance to work to maintain her unsettling darkness by wrestling with those that come to try their strength against the small demoness. Enjoyed even losing, she would laugh every time Wollen, one of the Ryders, managed to get her down. Her excuse was that she was exhausted and just grins at him savagely, dressed in but a bikini top and baggy shorts, smelling of the goo that was inside the cauldron below that most losers would of been pushed into.

Perhaps the lack of sleep or just something had brought her to this point that she sought out her sire, Sieran. Though no longer vampire, she regarded him thus still her sire and mentor, as were many others have taught her. They worked to reinstate the wards, though his were only temporary, having to loose her eye so he could place a blood stone into it which held one of the seals to bind her. Another would be placed on her pelvis, another around her throat and thus followed until the last one was put into her heart itself. He didn't have to be there to do it. She was lost to the darkness by then, in the library and ranting at it to show her where the Book of Seals were. Desperation led from madness and books were thrown carelessly as she ripped one after another from the shelf at the time.

It was not until Joah and Hadyn come that prevented her from destroying the books completely. Reaching for the shelf itself, she was readying to pull it down on them both in her enraged mind wanting to send them away, but Hadyn and snatched her wrist, swollen already and healing from a fracture caused earlier when she had angered Sieran. Now, it was gripped tight to get her attention and then as something cold was slapped into her palm and sealed between her flesh and his, she could only feel the biting pain of something burning before the pain hit her chest as well as Sieran's last seal was slammed into her beating heart. A screech flew from her lips before the blood erupted. Even she had never seen so much come spewing out of her mouth to rain down on the floor and scattered books, and then blackness as all the seals flared to life and she fell to the floor into unconsciousness. She doesn't remember Hadyn picking her up like a child and carrying her back to the shop, or the others trying to heal her heart and soul. Only to her, was sweet oblivion...

The Second Path

2008-10-22T11:48:00.000-07:00

The vantage point wasn't the best. But it left her hidden mostly in its shadows, all but the curl of ivory topping her skull, the glow of her large blue eyes intense and paler then more. A pale shape of ashen skin illuminated under the sad moon. She leaned against the wall and looked out across the roof tops with her mind everywhere but where she was looking. At her feet stood a doll. A perfect copy, that hide in the folds of her gown. It looked up at her, a small tug that did little to distract the demon from her thoughts. What do we do, the doll asks, and she only shrugs as her face remained as immobile as the miniature of herself. It doesn't matter. Let it go. They can only break a shell now. The reply made the doll burrow into her skirt once more. The tail slips around the doll protectively. Keep it safe. This is what the demon told the doll. It lifts its face to her's, glass eyes just as intense and sparkling with life. Again there's a tug and this time she turns her gaze down as the doll come out and twirled on the roof top away from the edge. It is cold tonight. She tries to smile but it seems she forgot how to and only nods. "Winter, my little one." the demon replies and turns to kneel down to the doll's level. It asks if she can feel it. The demon slowly shaking her head as she brushes the curls away. No...she did not feel it now. The cold. The warmth of another's body. A suitable sacrifice. No more that will distract her from her duty. They will realize too late what she had down, and the demon leaves the doll to stand while she rolls over and stretches out over the dirty roof carelessly to stare up into the cloudy night sky. The doll watches her and finally comes to sit beside the demon, curled up close as a pet would. She took notice how warm it was but for her, the curiosity she may of felt one wasn't there. She knew this but at the same time, the demon realized she didn't care. It just was. "I will make you a beautiful bed to sleep in." She told the doll. It wanted to know why and she stared up, gazing around at the stars, with no answer. She hears another question asked and then does she look over, a single tear coming from the outer corner of her eye to rain down into her hairline. She smiles to it and turns away.

Giving Up..

2008-10-17T23:05:00.000-07:00

She lowers herself to the wet sand and sits, not caring if her robe soaked in the dampness and covered with sand. Sitting and staring off across the water with her chin propping up her chin as her eyes burned again with unshed tears. For once, she was having a good night and all it took was one short conversation that brought her where she would be alone. Her god daughter already left or just disappeared and she'd left Haven with her heart in her throat.

Twice today she'd caused problems and never had any intention..it was okay for them to be nasty to her..her eyes drops down and she starts to unbuckle her boots then redoes them slowly up again with shaky fingers. More and more her heart is telling her to leave this retched city and escape all that hurts her. But where would she go?...Closing her eyes, she sighs heavily and tries to clear her mind before they could spill. She's better off alone..more and more..she finds this better. No more will get mad at her. Nor will she anger anyone else. Just disappear into sweet oblivion.

Lifting a hand up, she rubs at her eyes and then lets her sleeve slide over her face before dropping it to her lap as she stretches her legs out to dig out her collar. She looks at it and works it around her neck, a new tag on it hanging down that she tucks up to hide from prying eyes. Its time to give up and just accept it. She's a loser. She'll always be one. Just like her sire said..a door mat, letting everyone walk over her. She deserves it...she doesnt' belong in the coven. She doesn't belong anywhere..with anyone..she's a loser that doesn't deserve to be happy.

Will I Always Be Alone?

2008-10-16T18:46:00.001-07:00

Sitting there, watching how the moon ripples over the wave. The deep heaving sigh is silent but it stirs her hair when she lets it expel from her lips. Her god daughter beside her now out of the blue, she hides under the fall of her dark pitch black curls so that the streaks don't shown over her cheeks where makeup had run. She talks of wanting to be a necromancer...the demon can only surmise she wishes this to bring them back. Sometimes, there's a reason that people die..sometimes its better that they're dead..She feels a well up of anger as she thinks of people, those she lost. Those she never got to know and wanted to desperately...She knew why her god daughter wanted to be a necromancer and that she for one didn't agree to it. They spoke for a little and then she leaves so that once again left her alone.

Each time, she can only think of her aingeal. There's an ache inside. A hollow spot that seems to get bigger and bigger the more he is away from her. Her eyes begin to burn again and she tries not to think about him. About anyone. Its time to stop loving. Stop caring so much. Its time for her heart to grow cold and turn to her darker side perhaps.

A distraction. This is what Neri needed. She turns her thoughts inside out and realizes she hears her Sisters talking from somewhere behind her and works her way carefully off the cold metal railing to make her way around front, seeking them out..seeking out company, a distraction. The thoughts that plague her and she finds herself with no one to talk to nor does she wish to talk to anyone about these worries that plague her.

Its times like this that she wishes she had the book. Demonicus seemed to tug at her like a drug to one fiends for some hard shit. She wishes he'd stop toying with her. She did what she was told to do. She does everything she's ordered but for what? His latest communication left her heart wedged in her throat. Just thinking about it left her dizzy and confused. He'd given her a few hours, atleast until he returned, to decide how she wanted her 'gift' to be given and each time she thinks about it she's left lost and uncertain. She craved. Hunger flaring up inside her and steeling her breath. He had not many questions. They were more like demands and she knew he'd not listen if she didn't think well on his offers. She accepted them though, willingly, a pack that she laid out in a verbal agreement and now she can only wait and see what will happen.

For now, all she can do is fight not to weep over her aingeal. Feeling cold inside and out anymore. Lost in an endless sea of coldness that bathes her in its icy blanket and feel as if she's drowning.

2008-10-16T12:02:00.000-07:00

How many days has it been? Since she watches her take her last breath. Now, she finds herself with a young woman, her god daughter, and left feeling even more confused and uncertain. How does one take care of another as a mother when they had no mother to learn from? She worries that she will do something and loose her precious lil one. Suyuan near a spitting image of her mother, it tears at her heart each time she looks at the girl.

The flooding leaves so many ill and her own sister's life is like a fire that gasps for oxygen as the water rises around her, the elementalist fighting to survive in this wet city. It tears at the demon's heart and soul, it makes her afraid of losing more. She sends one to the Pit to fetch lava. Part task..part demand..more need then anything. It was nearly botched from that wretched cat. The initiate's quest botched and making the demon livid with anger. Were this one to die in his task, there's without a doubt that this demon would very well kill this cat that pisses her off to no end..

Her mind wanders often and then turns to the demon in the cell, the grey skin glistening with just not persperation but with the demon's own blood. She looks at her and watches before she's told what to do. There was no delight in causing the pain. She did it because she had to. She did it to show something. She did it...to take her frustrations out on. A demon she did not know..to a demon that did not know her..such livid pain this small demon did inflict. With neither smile nor frown. An angel's pale face and ruby painted lips. This demon did much damage to that one.

What was so wrong..was that that demon was innocent all the time. She knew deep in her mind for she was there the entire time. Saw who was at fault. Yet never a word did she say. Not a word did she give away who was the blame. This demon breaking the larger with soft whispered questions. To confess to a crime she did not do...this was done to ease the pain of loosing her Mei...

Now, she sits. Perched above the door like a living statue of an angel of death, her skeletal features shadowed softly under the dark curls of her hair falling around her face. She sits there and watches. The puddles that still stand after the water is gone down. The green tint stagnant soon enough to make her dizzy and ill. Her Family gathered around as always to watch over one another. This she is greatful for.

With a sigh, she sits. Sits on the stone. Barely a breath taken as she watches. Watches the city.

R.I.P. Mei - My soul sister - My Dear Lil One

2008-10-14T04:39:00.000-07:00

She sits there on the large chaise lounger, watching the small figure sleeping, her own eyes still puffy and red from the heavy tears she had to fight since the night before. Her heart ached, and the demon tried so hard to appear brave for her 'lil one'. Neri adjusted the blanket over her god daughter's sleeping form, to keep her safe...to keep her dry..to watch over her. The demon tried not to see the girl's mother in her face but too much Suyuan was the spitting image of her dearest and most beloved of friends of late, the memory of the night tearing at her again most severely..It was times like this she yearned for her aingeal. Needing him..but..alas, he was not there for her and she would curl herself up against the head of the lounger, curling carefully around her sleeping daughter's form protectively while her memories haunted her.

One would think that the water wouldn't bother her but old fears still clung to Nerissa. She stood, more then half submerged in the flood waters, and waited after the call she got to meet up with her dearest friend. So caught up in her thoughts, it took a moment to realize that the one that came to her was her Mei.

Anjia Chuzen smiles weakly as she stumbles against Neri, "Hi there." Nerissa looked utterly shocked at the feelings rolling off her dear friend. "It doesn't seem to hurt anymore..." Mei speaks in a quiet tone that made her heart twist up in her chest.

Nerissa Dae turns a solemn face to her friend with worry etched in her eyes. She opens her arms to her, near begging. "..I find that highly unlikely.." she whispers.

"In fact it doesn't hurt at all." The Ryder looks up at her before collasping against Neri. "Help me into the garage."

Nerissa Dae moves foward quickly and grabs ahold of her with a soft whimper, nodding.

She helped her, nearly carried her back to her parents' garage, thinking about the phone call, hearing that Dime had killed Halleon. "I wanna be there... for the last time." Mei whispered to her.

Anjia Chuzen smiles weakly, "Hi Lei..." She looks up, seeing the small lycan entering, bristling instantly but keeping her silence for her Mei's sake. "Come to see me off?" she asked Lei.

SahngLei Xue greets Mei, " hello "

SahngLei Xue: i came to join you

Anjia Chuzen slips Neri a piece of paper.

"And even if it did it would just be too late anyways" Neri looks confused now, pale blue eyes darting to both before she frowns a little bit as she looks to Mei, feeling dizzy.

There was a moment of shock as she lifts her head...she had actually fainted..the shock of her friend talking of suicide..all she could do, that moment, was listen to the two talk..

Anjia Chuzen: Poison?
SahngLei Xue shrugs
SahngLei Xue points to the vials on her tail
Anjia Chuzen: I'm already very, very sick due to the water.
Anjia Chuzen: Hrm.... that's could work.
SahngLei Xue: i could strangle you to death
SahngLei Xue: drown you
Anjia Chuzen: Erm...
Nerissa Dae looks at them both, frowning more.
SahngLei Xue: slice your head off
Anjia Chuzen: Something peaceful please.
SahngLei Xue: up to you
SahngLei Xue: there are many choices
Anjia Chuzen: Poison will do.
SahngLei Xue hands her one of the vials
SahngLei Xue: that one
Neverliska Klossovsky huffs and groans as she runs up, the toxic water dripping off her.
SahngLei Xue: and for me....i need silver

Anjia Chuzen accepts it as she lifts it, as she peers at it curiously, "What is it?"
Anjia Chuzen: And will it work?
Seto Kitsumoto (Dimitri Matova) shakes hirself, letting the water peal off hir in a controlled way
SahngLei Xue: "Its a deadly poison derived from a root...im not sure what exactly its called but yes it know it will work"
Anjia Chuzen: So what's your damage? Why do you want to do this?"
SahngLei Xue: "i just do"
Neverliska Klossovsky doesn't bother shaking as she moves up closer to her mother, her eyes flicking over to the vial in Mei's hands before looking at her Mother. "What... what are you doing..."

SahngLei Xue: "Im helping mei and she is gonna help me"
Anjia Chuzen: There has to be a good reason.
Nerissa Dae folds her lips together as she stands there while tears stream down her cold cheeks.
SahngLei Xue doesnt look at her daughter just stares at mei "And do you have something silver aroubd here?"
Seto Kitsumoto (Dimitri Matova) tilts hir head as shi looks to hir mother with dimmed eyes and then to hir sister before shi finally focuses on hir mother again
SahngLei Xue: "If so could you widdle it sharp for me?"
Neverliska Klossovsky growls and stops her foot as she hears the word silver. "You just going to give up you life that easily because someone threw mean words at you!'
Anjia Chuzen: I believe so.

Anjia Chuzen: I'm certain I could find something among my jewelry.
SahngLei Xue: "Yes" she hissed at never "I cannot take it anymore all anyone ever has for me is harsh words and dumb jokes im sick of it!!!"
Anjia Chuzen: I believe we may have silver nitrate.
Anjia Chuzen frowns as she arches a brow at Lei, "You're killing yourself over mean words?"
SahngLei Xue: yea
SahngLei Xue: so what
SahngLei Xue: whats it to you
Neverliska Klossovsky clenches her paws into fists. "Then leave the city! Don't end your fucking life! that's just a cowards way out! And you aren't a coward!"
Seto Kitsumoto (Dimitri Matova) shivers and breaks a tear at the mentioning of silvernitrate as shi turns to hir sister with a vague whimper
Nerissa Dae bows her head as she draws something to her hands. "Fuckin' children..." she mutters.
SahngLei Xue: whats it to anyone
Anjia Chuzen: I dunno... thought you might have a better excuse.
SahngLei Xue: nope
Anjia Chuzen: Like divorced, two father figures dead.
Anjia Chuzen: Struggling to look at a child who you wish you could give everything too.
SahngLei Xue: im divorced i have no place within my family my sister killed herself and my pet ran away
SahngLei Xue: what more do i need?
Anjia Chuzen: You sure you want to do this?
SahngLei Xue: look
SahngLei Xue: dont ask me why
SahngLei Xue: i just want to
Neverliska Klossovsky growls as she flattens her ears. "I guess the children you adopted are of no value to you. How many times have you put me in this position!?"
SahngLei Xue: if thats alright with everyone
Anjia Chuzen shrugs, "All right."
SahngLei Xue: right make me feel worse
SahngLei Xue: go ahead
SahngLei Xue: it will all be over soon anyways
Neverliska Klossovsky stops her foot. "I will! Until you get it through your head that we don't want you to go and actually care about you! You and your thin as air skin!"
Anjia Chuzen shrugs as she turns towards the work bench and begins rummaging through the drawers for a few moment before she finds a small container and hands it to Lei.
Anjia Chuzen: This is silver nitrate.
Anjia Chuzen: We put in our bullets when we wanna kick your asses.
SahngLei Xue takes it and holds it close
SahngLei Xue: what do i do with it?
Seto Kitsumoto (Dimitri Matova) begins to whimper vaguely as shi holds onto Nev's shirt gently
Anjia Chuzen: Eh, drinking it will make be really painful.
Anjia Chuzen: Here...
Anjia Chuzen hands her a bullet.
Anjia Chuzen: There is silver nitrate in there.
Anjia Chuzen: Just load it into your gun.
SahngLei Xue: i was told this stuff only hurts us it wont kill us
Anjia Chuzen: And shoot yourself.
SahngLei Xue: i need pure silver spike or something
Neverliska Klossovsky growls again, her body shaking. "Ya know what... I'm sick of your shit. I'm glad you aren't my birth mother. She would have so much more power than you! Emotionally and physically! You are neither!" turns to looks at Seto and holds him. "Come, I don't want you to watch that creature kill itself..."
Nerissa Dae moves foward and grabs Mei's shoulder as she holds out a hand full of bullets. "Take these..the bullets themselves are silver and filled with liquid silver..they've been spelled for a painless death.." she says through tears.
bundy Razor's eyes suddenly widen at hearing " shoot urslef"
SahngLei Xue shrugs not caring anymore
Neriss's voice breaks when she speaks, "I've no use for them, my sire made them for me.."
Anjia Chuzen gestures as towards Lei as she hands them towards her.
Seto Kitsumoto (Dimitri Matova) whines a bit as shi watches Lei, seemingly stunned
Anjia Chuzen: Never thought we'd be doing this together.
Anjia Chuzen chuckles softly.
Anjia Chuzen: And was that Dev I just saw?
SahngLei Xue holds out a hankerchief to catch them in
SahngLei Xue: Who cares
"...Mei...I don't want ya to go.." It was all she could do not to slap Mei, Neri's face streaking with wet tears.
bundy Razor turns to mei
Anjia Chuzen: I've lost my pillars of strength...
bundy Razor just realised she's tryna kill herself
Anjia Chuzen: I'm sorry.
Nerissa blurts out, "I can't loose anymore..Coran..now you..and all those before you.."
Neverliska Klossovsky growls and flattens her ears, picking Seto up again, this time holding him as if he were a child and walks farther out of the garage and back out into the water. "Come on.... I won't make you see that... I thought I saw you die... I won't volunteerly watch someone else I care about do it to themselves because they are weak."
bundy Razor: mei??
bundy Razor: is this a joke??
Anjia Chuzen: No Bundy...
Anjia Chuzen: I suggest you walk away..
Anjia Chuzen: This won't be pretty.
SahngLei Xue: please everyone leave us
bundy Razor: Hell no!
Seto Kitsumoto (Dimitri Matova) is lifted but doesn't resist in anyways as shi's pulled away, only hir maw was open
SahngLei Xue: mei
SahngLei Xue: i want to admit something to you right now
SahngLei Xue: before its too late
Nerissa Dae 's lip tremble and snaps. "I could take your soul, Mei! I could take you before you die..and you will never rest!"
bundy Razor's eyes fill with tears " things are just adding up...that sux"
Anjia Chuzen ignores Neri as she perks her ears at Lei.
Anjia Chuzen: Say it.

SahngLei Xue: deep down ive always loved you like a sister but my stubborn pride would never allow me to tell you
SahngLei Xue: well till now
Anjia Chuzen chuckles dryly, "I guess I had some feeling for you too."
Nerissa Dae casts her eyes down to the dirty floor and touches her stomach.
Anjia Chuzen: Now we go down together.
Anjia Chuzen: Neri...
SahngLei Xue nods
Anjia Chuzen: Do me a favor.
Anjia Chuzen: Watch over Suyuan.
bundy Razor sniffs looking at the pack
Anjia Chuzen: Tell her I went to go be with her two grandfathers.
bundy Razor wipes her tears " your going no where mei"
Anjia Chuzen: Do you at least want to say goodbye to Wotan and Draven?
SahngLei Xue: no
SahngLei Xue: i dont
Nerissa Dae gives her nothing but silence now, tears running down her face now heavily.
SahngLei Xue: i dont want to say bye to anyone
SahngLei Xue: and i dont want anyone to find my body
SahngLei Xue: thanks for the bullets
SahngLei Xue: ill go somewhere and hide to finish the job
Anjia Chuzen nods as she lifts the veil concealing her face and she pops off the top to the vial, "A toast... to happier times." she throws her head back and her lips touch the brim of the vial before she quickly swallows it.
Anjia Chuzen: *the liquid
bundy Razor grabs mei by the arm crying hard and shaking her " your not going anywhere" yelling
bundy Razor looks at the demon not doing anything
SahngLei Xue watches mei drink what she knows to be the most deadly poison known to man and winces
Nerissa Dae throws her arms around her without warning, grabbing Mei as she starts to cry harder.
Anjia Chuzen: How long will this take?
SahngLei Xue: 3 minutes tops
SahngLei Xue: you should feel very sick like the flu then fade to a sleep
SahngLei Xue: or atleast i was told
Anjia Chuzen she begins to feel weak slightly as she collapses back into Neri, her head spinning.
SilverLeaf Zabaleta watches from the street, in shock
bundy Razor falls on her knees pulling on mei's skirt screaming and cryng hard " Noooo!"
Anjia Chuzen blinks back tears, "I'm sorry you guys..."
SahngLei Xue: "Oh but she isnt the only im next"
SahngLei Xue: "only noone will find me or see mine"
Anjia Chuzen: Awwww,,,
Anjia Chuzen: I was hoping... we could... go down... together...
SahngLei Xue looks back to mei as she leans to brush the hair back from her face "Sleep mei, shhhh just rest now"
Nerissa Dae shakes her head. "No..yer not. Ya wouldn't be doin' this! For fuck sake! I let my father torture me!!! I can't even keep a man...what the fuck!"
Anjia Chuzen slips further into Neri's embrace as she slips down to her side on the floor, "I don't feel so good."
She didn't know what to do anymore but bawl..a demon reduced to tears, her heart twisting in her chest and all she can do is cling to Mei "I'll never have children..." she says, in thought, she couldn't say, 'and now you won't be here to see when..if that day came..to see me finally swollen with life..'
Nerissa Dae draws Mei tightly to her and buries her face in her hair, freezing breath sinking through.
Anjia Chuzen murmurs, "Yes... you do now..."
Anjia Chuzen: Suyuan is your daughter now.
Nerissa Dae sobs quietly now.
bundy Razor screams loud " nooo"
Birch Devin stares in horrified confusion
bundy Razor buries her face in her hands
Anjia Chuzen: Tell her... I would rather kill my own weak spirit... to give her a stronger one.
Anjia Chuzen grips her stomach as she begins to slip in and out of consciousness and she begins to hallucinate, singing softly in Mandarin.
SahngLei Xue nods
SahngLei Xue: almost there
SahngLei Xue: about a minute now
Nerissa Dae leans down and quickly sweeps her arm under the billows of fabric to pick Mei up, clinging to her as she starts to cry harder.
bundy Razor crawls towards mei wraping her hand in hers sniffing " mei..u not leaving...u always there..." sobs
Nerissa Dae starts to pitifully whimper until a demonic sobbing is heard...
Anjia Chuzen: Guys don't cry... I'm happy now...
Anjia Chuzen lifts her arms as she seems to be reaching for someone, "Coran... father..."
Birch Devin shakes her head "I dont understand whats going on,... but I dont want to lose you either Mei, there hasnt been enough time to know you"
SahngLei Xue loads the gun with a silver bullet carefully using the hankerchief as a guide and covers for her hands
Nerissa Dae shakes her head as she grips her tighter, pressing her lips softly to Mei's face.
Anjia Chuzen: I'm coming...
SahngLei Xue cocks the gun so the bullet releases into the chamber readying it
SahngLei Xue sighs and points the gun to her head
bundy Razor reaches her hand up attempting to stop the pack from shooting herself
SahngLei Xue growls
Birch Devin looks to the were
bundy Razor screams " no!"
The demon whispers through her tears, "..I will never forgive ya, Mei..I love you and I will never forgive ya for leavin' me.."
SahngLei Xue: "It has to be done"
SilverLeaf Zabaleta crys quietly walking up to bundy, "No Lei, it doesn't"
Anjia Chuzen eyes flutter close as her breathing grows shallow, her last words being uttered as her hearing ceases, her pulse slowing as her heartbeat ends and she utters one last sigh before she expires.
Draven Piek ear twitches nerviously
Nerissa Dae utters a piercing, bain sidhe scream. Tearing from her throat as her body arches in anguish..
SahngLei Xue looks down at mei and places her finge ron the trigger
Nerissa Dae buries her face into Mei's body as she rocks her to herself, unable to stop crying now as her friend dies in her arms.
SahngLei Xue: "Tell my ex family nothing"
bundy Razor looks at mei again her hand in hers then lifts her eyes at the pack her other hand pulling her shorts " stop!"
SilverLeaf Zabaleta tries to grab the gun from Leis hand, "Stop Lei!"
SahngLei Xue pulls away from silver a loud growls eminating from her throat
Birch Devin covers her face with her hands unable to say anything or move to stop the horror
bundy Razor sobs hard
SahngLei Xue ferociously roars with a thunderous snarling growl.
SilverLeaf Zabaleta: "Lei give me the gun please" holds her hand out

SahngLei Xue shakes her head "No I am doing this"
bundy Razor buries her face in mei's skirt crying hard shaking her head
Birch Devin chokes out a whispered "why... why do any more have to die?"
SilverLeaf Zabaleta stops shaking her head, "Why? Please Lei don't"
SahngLei Xue: "Me and Mei wanted to do this together now stop trying to stop me"
Nerissa Dae shakes harder the tighter she clings to Mei's body, rocking her as she keeps bawling, muttering words under her breath.
Draven Piek can feel a growl nearly rip through his throat but just stays silent
SahngLei Xue sniffs a moment before turning to see if her sniffer was right
SilverLeaf Zabaleta: "Lei there are living people here who love you, I have no idea whats going on but......don't"
SahngLei Xue scoffs :like who?"
SahngLei Xue mnnods once to draven
Birch Devin: maybe people you dont even know yet...
SilverLeaf Zabaleta: The pack, your family
SahngLei Xue: "its obvious i will have no peace here"
Birch Devin: do you really think this is the best choice? a silver bullet to the head?
SahngLei Xue: "i shall seek other shelter for my dismissal"
Birch Devin: ....
SilverLeaf Zabaleta: "NONE OF US get peace here Lei"
SahngLei Xue starts to step off
Birch Devin growls "suicide is the cowards way out
Draven Piek sees Lei and stays silent
SahngLei Xue nods once "I dont expect to be followed"
SahngLei Xue then walks off
Birch Devin shakes her head and slumps her shoulder, looking to Mei's still body a tear slips down her face
SilverLeaf Zabaleta shouts: LEI STOP
bundy Razor lifts her red swollen face from mei's skirt and buries her head in her hands " Oh my god! whats happening to us" sobs hard
Birch Devin: I may have made a mistake coming to Tox...
Birch Devin: I thought I could find a home here,..
Birch Devin: ... family.
"..Where the hell is your people!" Nerissa screams suddenly, a flair of anger shown.
Birch Devin: but the family I thought I found keeps dying, leaving..
[21:24] Nerissa Dae glareds at the ryders around her.
bundy Razor cries even hard at hearing the demon
bundy Razor " its a curse *sobs* a curse"
Birch Devin growls and snaps at the demon she doesnt know "hell if I know... the world has turned upside down... the rain keeps coming, the water is rising, and everyone has gone insane"
Nerissa Dae bows her head, her tears falling on Mei's face as she presses her own against her's, hiding under the dark wet curls.
Birch Devin nods to Mei "What happened to her? Last night we were dancing and laughing, and now my "sister" lays dead on the floor...
Birch Devin: "
Nerissa Dae quickly looks up and sees Sev. Instantly she starts crying harder, unable to control herself anymore.
Severus Seversky wraps her in his strong pale arms, gently smoothing her silky curls with one large clawed hand, dark brows creased as he looks down upon his little one
Birch Devin looks up at the new demon
bundy Razor sobs harder as the scenario of this whole week pass in frot of her eyes
Birch Devin: I cant deal with this right now...
Nerissa Dae has never cried so hard before and now she seems broken even more, pressing back against him as she refuses to let go of Mei, shaking harder in his arms as she clings to her dearest friend.
bundy Razor sobs even more reminecing the good days
Birch Devin: I dont even know any of you,... I dont understand why I even care...
Birch Devin: This whole place is just... a nightmare.
Severus Seversky sighs heavily, continuing to soothingly stroke Neri, dark brows creased as he looks down upon the body in her arms
bundy Razor runs around the garage insanely throwing away everything on the floor and screaming
Nerissa Dae cradles Mei to herself, a hand lifted to her lips she bites down and breaks the skin for a well of red to bead up. She uses it to make a cross on her friend's forehead and whispers to her a prayer in hopes that her soul will finally be in peace, fighting the urge to snatch it and hoard it so she never looses her dearest friend..But she just continues to cry now and leans down to set her own the floor carefully, brushing her hair from her face before she turns and throws herself into Sev's towering frame.
Severus Seversky shakes his white maned head slightly, powerful arms tightening about his little one as though sensing what she wished, he presses soft soothing kisses to her brow
bundy Razor paused after making a mess in the garage eyes red and tears still flowing, looks down at mei then lifts her eyes to the sky blinking
Anjia Chuzen a white mist seems to surround her crumpled and dead form, her soul as it leaps from her body as it dives into Neri's stomach, a far away word, "Goodbye..."
A sharp gasp as she feels the warmth of Mei's presense slam into her stomach, Neri's belly flaring with blue the color of her eyes as the glow brightens. She takes upon her the soul with a hysterical sobbing, able to feel her. "...My soul will never stop hurtin' my sister heart.." she whispers and slumps as she lays her hands over her stomach..
Nerissa Dae runs her fingers over Mei's lifeless cheeks before she rises slowly, face utterly pale under her makeup streaking down her face.
bundy Razor leans on the counter covering her face in her hands and sobbing
Nerissa Dae looks back and turns to the woman standing. "Make sure she's properly buried..." Her hand touches her belly, stroking it, feeling Mei's soul inside her.
bundy Razor grabs her radio
Birch Devin growls low in her throat quiet and constant

She walked away..alone yet not alone..Holding something precious within her..

The Long Mile

2008-09-26T17:35:00.000-07:00

Can't help but wonder how many pair of shoes will be worn out by the time morning comes. Pacing restlessly. Walking the streets aimlessly. Still alone more often then not. That ache is gnawing so much now that its hard not to just curl up in a fetal position and let them kick until the bones snap and the skin breaks to spill her life. But, finally, giving up for a bit and sitting. Close to the shop, she perches and sits on the edge of the alcove that led to the beach. Watching those that pass under her and go by on their on business. The wet plasters the dark curls and in tight long curls, the water hangs to dripdripdrip down onto her sodden clothing. She didn't care. It hid any tears that threatened to fall. Each time she looked up, she most likely was searching for a specific face. Hoping to see them walking towards her. But its never the one she wants to see.

A deep heavy sigh and she's reaching up to curl her finger up in a long strand of pitch black that hangs down around her face. A curl of icy white mist rising from her nostrils with each breath doesn't even hide her eyes from searching but it might hide her face from their eyes. She grimaces as she presses her hand to her gut and bends over a little more as if in pain, nearly enough that she could just pitch forward and crush her skull on the ground below her. But she's fallen for worse heights with minimal injury. The hunger was beginning to take its toll and she was starving. There wasn't anyone she could go to anymore..none that she use to feed from never around and uncertain she could handle any others'. A few deep breaths and she sits up a little more again, tries to ignore it.

The face swims up in her mind's eye again and she gives a wet shake of her head to clear the image. A faint whimper tearing from her lip that she clamps down hard enough to bust the flesh. The pain she remembers in the eyes as she was healed brought tears to her eyes again, just as they did last night. She never meant to get hurt. Always putting her best shoulder forward in a fight. But the demon she tangled with still smacked her down, tossed her against one wall and another like a rag doll. If not for her nature, she may of bleed to death, broken. But she forced all she had into it, the essence blazing like a nova as she tapped everything she had within her to force the wounds to be not so severe but it was too much damage and she couldn't hide the limping where she couldn't get her shin back into place, jeans tight thankfully held it all together with so many bandages its amazing she didn't starve her leg of its life. Inside the shop, she protested and just shy of threatened anyone that dared try to help her..it was her fault and mistake. Why should they waste energy and time on her small wounds when there's other things to be done. So she kept still as much as possible. Head down to hide her face, eyes, tears as she walked around as normal as she could. But in the end it didn't do any good. Refusing to listen to her. Worried and near to tears, insisting to fix what I didn't have the energy to finish up. Even after everything was taken care of and torn with guilt, she held onto them with a tight grip before her vision went and she went to the floor in a dead faint.

The first thing that came to mind when she woke up was not how she got in her bed and tucked in but if everything was alright. The pain having to endure that come from herself still bit into her heart and she spent most the day fretting until she ends up sitting out in the rain with tears spilling down her cheeks.

Utter alone-ness and too many emotions crashing in on her. She didn't want to feed. Didn't wish to bother anyone. The alcohol she was tired of. It did nothing for her. She wanted to hurl anymore even when a glass was set before her. She sighs and lifts her head to look off across the land that she could see, the blue eyes paler in her dark face. This is how she spent her night..

What's the Directive?

2008-09-22T18:29:00.000-07:00

The face in the mirror started back at the twin, bright blue eyes like liquid plasma looking back with an intent stare, the dark shadows barely giving the highlights cast by the lamp burning near at hand. The dark hair around the figure's face just as dark as the shadows around them and curling wetly around the face. Even leaning closer doesn't reveal much, as if the face isn't clearly defined. Just the large pale electric blue eyes dominating. A pursed lip is all it takes and the image is becoming indistinct as it frosts over the mirror's surface so its just a blurry outline with a halo caused by the lamplight.

The demon turns in their seat and looks at the cluttered table again. Just taking in the mess of mismatched instruments, computer parts and books stacked haphazardly in piles. The long thick tapering tail jerks behind and whips around the chair's leg until they finally push up off the seat to head over to the table. Leaning slight weight against the old, battered antique bit of furniture saved from a trash heap in town. A computer screen perched close to the edge of the table has them moving forward and lifting the slender ebook to set in a safer spot further over and drops into the rickety old chair that makes them feel like its going to snap and crack under the force of being sat upon. The demon knocks on the table's wooden surface, can't take chances, is their thought. Looking at the screen while slumping in the chair, the demon's eyes watches over the image in view and for a moment, there's a bright white grin showing in the black field before it disappears while leaning forward and moving to another page.

Lips move at first, not a breath shown in a billow of white before the face, then " Ripple Effect is something to be .....due to a keen sense of bring......adversity, even the smallest things in life..." The silence that follows once more is given to silently reading to themselves with a small frown beginning to develop. Leaning forward further to rest against the table with a propped up elbow, the eyes moves slowly over the words on the screen before jerking over to the side in thought while their finger tapped on the edge of the table. " Entropic force...inside him?..the injury?..the taint of the curse or was it the assault itself.." There's a growl and they turn back to touch the screen, dragging around other windows. Going over slowly on some.

The hour was growing late and already the demon's eyes were growing heavy, hand lifted to cover the yawn threatening to escape, a small nodding as they try to read the glyphs moving around, trying to focus them into stillness so she could learn but after the fourth effort to steady the letters, it was time to give up. The demon shut the laptop off and closed the lid before pulling themselves out of their chair and over to the bed where they finally spill over the colorful comforter with a tired moan and grimacing. Too tired even to roll over, they just draw their legs up and curls up this way, like an infant with tail spilling down between their feet and over the comforter where it hangs limp. Small hands wedge themselves up against their belly low and frowns again in discomfort, eyes moving to the carved box that held 12 vials within it, carefully protected by cloth folded over the top to cushion them all. They realize its not something they're looking forward but anymore..its better to be safe then sorry. Too many accidents and mishaps. It was time to take further responsibility and prevent more trouble. In spite the rising need to let nature take its course, this demon finds themselves still afraid. With luck, a few more days will pass and they'll be able to take the first dose and not have to worry about the next until a month later. For now though, sleep was more wanted and after kicking shoes off and starts stripping to climb under the covers, there's not much in mind but a desire of wanting to be held while sleeping. With this, the demon drifts off with a sigh and slips into sweep oblivion.

Up in Smoke

2008-09-03T19:02:00.000-07:00

It becomes too much, exhaustion dragging her down as soon as she sat down in the chair when she made it to Haven. The loud crack of her forehead landing on the clothed table barely cushions the white pain it causes her, the dizziness and sparkles behind her closed eyes playing over her blind view. She couldn't hold off anymore and her body sagged forward, Nerissa almost passing out as she feels her strength trickling like water through her fingers would, the intense day leaving her utterly drained in the end. Its times like this she wants to cry, needing a pair of strong arms around her, but tries to keep from her mind the days that's gone by and she's been left alone and wanting for comfort. Tears well up and she tears her mind off her selfishness, thinking over all that's happened as soon as she'd stepped onto the stairs leading to the shop.

A pure maddening day, she arrives to a few gathered around the shop, talking amongst themselves. She didn't know the red demon male or the two females around him talking and goes to sit down on the ledge before the window. She sees Mako and throws a wave to her before she notices Ethan standing there. "Ya needin' something Ethan?" Neri turns her head up to look at him. "Or ya waitin' on someone?"

Mako Nozaki notices Neri waking up, "Good morning, sister"

Ethan Seelowe looks closer at neri narrowing his eyes only her voice giving her identity away "you never seeze to amaze with your appearance Neri... I was indeed waiting on someone... but it seems I will have to wait a bit more"

She stretches hard. "Mornin' Mako." Neri, again, glances over towards Ethan and nods slowly. " Change of mood I suppose...Either way, whoever yer waitin' for will show up sooner or later." She crawls to her feet and waves, remembering she has a few things needing done.

When she returns later that morning, she hears her coven brother talking to someone, stopping on the stair case and listening absently before she entered, the familiar sound of Chlo's voice coming to her easily. She makes a step to the side to avoid a collision as the feline takes off out of the store and turns back to look at him again with the sounds of her bike carrying her off. Mako's there again and greets putting her hand on her hat "Hello, Hadyn"

Nerissa turns to look at Hadyn behind her, still showing no improvement to mood, but waves to him tiredly.Mako Nozaki grins "Did you notice a cardboard at the corner of the lab?" Nerissa shakes her head. "Not been inside yet..why?"

"A few days ago, I went to the Den, and laved the water from the fountain in there." Mako starts explaining. Hadyn happens to say while he turns to hand Neri something, "Didn't see anything..." Blinking, the demon looks at the stuffed fox, hearing him say, "Now cheer up." Which she gives a tired smile and wraps her arms around it, using its head as a pillow for her chin to rest on and goes back to listening to Mako.

"I explain the packs that is research objectives. If you want to inspect it, you can use them but I need it for some purpose." Hadyn Bellic smiles mischiveously

Neri's smiles as she looks at it before a laugh comes from her. She looks back at him with a slight flush to her cheeks and turns back to Mako, trying to listen to her but she must of nodded off sometime later. By the time she wakes up, its only her and Hadyn again at the shop and he has some odd beast on the ground, trying to use a crooked hook to pin a head down to the pavement of the street; which isn't easy with the three snake heads trying to latch fangs into him. "Hey." He says, when he notices her stirring, and she gives a brief hey back in return, watching him. Pointing, he asks, "Think that will keep the Prowlers away?" She blinks and scoots away, murmuring, "Uh...maybe?"

He continues talking to her, "I suppose one of us should check on that Ryder that came in earlier..." Neri looks up. "Huh?" She looks more then a little more then confused. "A ryder came in asking for some herbs..." He looks at her when she told him, "Oh..didn't know that." She finds it hard to concentrate and her brow furrows while she watches him mess with the creature, listening to him talk. "Having flashbacks and stuff and wanted to forget them."

"What kind?" She asks, then, "Oh..."

"Not sure exactly." He says. "Pix had left the bag under the counter." Neri turns a little as if to look back inside then returns her attention on him, "I see..well..I guess."

For a while, they chitchat, "Have ya heard anything about the hack the Cyber guys are sufferin'?"

"First I've heard of it." He looks up for a moment. "How are you feeling? You were a bit down last night." Nerissa shrugs a little as she glances over. "Still am.." She murmurs. When he slips his arm over her shoulders she tenses up slightly, the single word spoken made her seem to deflate instantly.

"Do you want my honest thoughts on this or should I just shut up?"

Nerissa glances over. "Go ahead..I doubt I can get anymore depressed."

She listened to him and sighs, seeing someone passing, her little brother heading down the street before she turns back and says, replying to his comment, ""He's busy..that's all..He can't help it." About that moment a stranger come in, passing them on the stairs to enter the shop. Neri can't help but feel a moments relief as she turns to take care of this woman, just randomly rambling without really thinking as she answered questions, making another comment to Hadyn who had been behind her about finding someone that could read the tarot deck, or least find out who can. Her attention is broken when she hears Hadyn mumble something about something always interupting. She just stands there in confused state, brow furrowing with thoughts but she just says, "I never did find out who was lookin' for me yesterday. Feline and pink doesn't sum it up much.."

The demon looks back again to finish with the customer with Hadyn saying behind her, "Listen Ner... what I'm going to say is gonna sound kinda bad so I don't want to just say it and rush off. Hadyn gives her a quick hug, "Please talk to me though before you do anything rash like leave us." He chucks her shoulder gently. "Or I'll go off and join the shadows or something equally as stupid."

The frown is hard as she looks over. "You do and I'll never talk to you.."
She sighs, "I have to go. I think Ang might be in some trouble." Splitting up, she doesn't bother watching him leave and heads off towards the Ryder's garage, finding Nicholas standing and waiting for her. They talk in hushed tones, her little brother making comments about what's going on and scowls when she looks over, watching Ang being threatened by a female ryder that seems to find a reason to draw her blade against the angel in white. Instantly, she feels her brother's hand gripping her to keep her beside him and they watch as the angel puts the ryder down on her knees in defeat. She leaves, cussing under her breath, while hearing Ang say to the young woman, "Please do not do that again. The next time I will not show mercy."

Her feet takes her to the bar and she doesn't even move to avoid a collision with some passing vampire, nearly bowling her over in passing to enter Haven, where she goes to dance and distract herself and her mood swings. There's another woman that joins her but she gives her no attenion, just moving to the sound of the music playing, loosing herself and forcing tired muscles to relax and just enjoy the near emptiness of the bar. It takes her a moment to realize an old friend is there, still feeling an awe at the change physically seen in the man's appearance. She calls him over to her, thankful when he agrees to it. While she dances, he watches, but there's nothing between them except two talking in tones just enough to carry to one another about what she'd noticed and heard so far, from Chlo coming to get the herbal package to what seems to of happened at the garage. At first he didn't seem to much care but the longer he listened he finally seemed to agree with her. This way they continue to talk until they both leave for their own duties.

It took a while to get what was going on and she was a little messed up with stress rising by the time she managed to clue her Sisters in on what was going on too. Coran had come, nearly panicked and asking for her help specifically to fix the spell that was hitting not just Chlo but the rest of the Ryders in one manner or another and each not the greatest of results once inflicted. Neri pushes her hands up into her hair and they talk who they could help, what would need to do to counter this botched spell she unleashed to rid herself of memories that was tormenting her and now they're stuck fixing it all.

How many hours had passed before they finally come up with a plan to cover all the inflicted in a way that they could cover more ground beyond the garage itself because there were so many around when a few of the girls had gone to investigate in depth the area.

After preperations, mixing things, they all carrying with them beehive smokers, the idea was to use the herbal mix made to counter the spell and smoke the area out with it. More then a few times they had to physical grab a few of the worse to get them to inhale the fumes of the herbs, moving from one individual to the next. When she stood outside the library, remembering that three Omegans had been there, she steels herself and pushes up into the building where she tiredly deposits what is left of her oil soaked herbs into the fireplace and use her own small reserve to plug the opening to 'fumigate' the library itself with backwash smoke sweeping out and enveloping everyone around. The demon doesn't stay to see if it worked, knowing that others treated had showed improvement so leaves Fate and hope that they'll be safe as she drags herself back to the Voodoo shop where she collaspes in back on the carpet to rest in dead silence, not even hearing the other's outside talking amongst themselves.

Restlessness doesn't have her there long and she goes outside, looking around to find very little of her Family left before finally ending up in Haven by herself. Now, she finds herself walking back to the shop, tail literally dragging along behind her on the ground with a hollow clop of her hooves on the pavement.

Another Lonely Night

2008-08-30T00:17:00.000-07:00

The music always calmed me, letting my body move around, guiding the limbs into their own rhythm while I would twist and spin around. A deep thump in my chest that had nothing to do with the beating heart. For the first few hours of the party I spent on the stage, just mostly enjoying the evening growing later, having a few friends to keep my mind off things. But the later it got, left but with a brief moment to feel him holding me...Sighing, my thoughts stray and I'm left feeling utterly alone again. It swallows me and I feel myself sliding. I wait..I force patience this time. I don't want to be alone and I don't want to give up..Can't help but feel those dark thoughts nag at me, pulling at my heart strings.

I feel the burn in my eyes, the light blurring and coming brighter into my dark pupils as they collapse more from the well of emotions then the shine sinking light into the pinprick of black.

The music carries me. I leave to take care of some quick business and here we are again, dancing with tears streaming down our face. The shadows covers my face thankfully and I just keep my head down while I move around, mostly keeping my back to the others around me.

I try not to think of dark stuff. Put on a smile for them. Laugh at their jokes even as if there's a ball of despair in my belly that feels like a heavy weight. Am I always going to feel alone?

The hour is late and its too much for me. Hard to say how long the party will last in Haven but its time to give up. Go home..bury your head under your pillows and pray for sweet oblivion and dreamless, longing sleep...

....where are you my aingael?....

Something to Sink my Toes Into.

2008-08-27T10:19:00.000-07:00

Around her sat her Sisters and Brothers, new faces and old familiar faces that she's finally getting to know as if for the first time. And perhaps it is. To think how long she'd lived in Toxia, all she'd gone through. That's a long time to not learn who your neighbors were. Guess that's what happens when one's considered anti social. And she dwells on this little idea brewing in her mind before a smile touches her lips as she listens to them chatter and laugh. To see so many get along together. Feeling no hatred or jealousy even...well, she laughs to herself as she thinks it over, that's not true. She's felt a few flicks of it in or around the shop.

Nerissa's still a little shocked. Now that Arc is giving up his status and leaving us, Kaya pregnant all the sudden..That was such a double shocker for the demon. She was right about calling it. Crouched down beside the vampire that was hunched up on the ground, sitting and just radiating nausea that even she had to block out everything around her just to keep from hurling on the street. NOT something Neri would want to happen, again, in a million years. She's not sure but it was just something in more the way Kaya acted that made her to ask. Was a lot of snapping from her afterwards, [she] couldn't. Him an elf and her a vampire. But Neri's seen others before..but Kaya actually went to see about it and my thoughts were confirmed. She and Arc are in for twice the fun. Yes, folks, TWICE the fun. Biting her lip, Nerissa muffles the laugh as her mind wanders around. Kaya having twins. Who wouldna know?

Pulling her thoughts back in, concentrating what was being talked about, a sudden cheer from some of the girls has her smiling while her cheeks heat up with a blush that has her dropping her eyes and grinning sheepishly as they made fun of her response. Promoted..Doesn't seem all that long that she had one that made her an alchemist. Even though that wasn't her only use. To think about it, she didn't even think they had anything specifically to the darker side of ritual magic and such. This random though has her shrugging to herself, having wandered off in a daze outside for some fresh air. It was during this time, kind of pacing back and forth infront of the stoop, pacing infront of the stairs.

Last night kept coming up. Her whole day had been fairly messed up while she thinks about it, unable to settle on just one thing. But she knows this. She's managed to get her a teacher and it made a lot of the tension ease out after talking to them about it to confirm after the last conversation had blew up in her face almost. But its settled. Things are gonna be good. Curling a strand of hair the color of 'carrot' around her finger, Neri's mind continues its wondering until she's completely forgotten what she was thinking in the first place and ends up turning around to wander back inside the shop to hang with the others.

Unexpected Visits

2008-08-24T06:51:00.000-07:00

She lifts her chin, staring at her neck in the mirror, rubbing the marks there bruising her pale skin with a sigh. There's no way she can cover it up, the long dark smudges showing clearly finger marks that had nearly crushed her windpipe. Neri grimaces and tugs up her collar as she falls back with a frown, still mulling over yesterday's activities. What turned out to be a decent day turned into a roller coaster. A boring morning of wandering about the city, watching people and such. She looks at the phone and thinks about the talk she'd had. Bringing back memories and stirring up emotions she'd rather kept buried. Groaning from the aches she still feels, she shifts and drags herself over to her bed, sprawling across it with a hiss and second groan.

It's been a while since anyone had bodily picked her up and thrown her against a wall, every bone aching, wings still screaming from the collision that nearly knocked her out. He caught her totally off guard, that strong hot hand at her throat to pin her there like a squirming worm. She never could never best him in a fight and now she'd been held there dangling while her eyes swam with stars as her breathing was cut off, hot breath burning on her face while he hovered there inches from it with cutting words that made her want to weep, kick and scream in denial. That ichor that filled her mouth..her tongue still felt numb by it and her skin felt like it was on fire but every time she touched it, it was ice cold. His blood will always flow through her veins..maybe this is what made her different. Not just having her soul ripped out but the feeding of his blood so long ago. The second death..or was it the third? Nerissa couldn't remember a lot of things, no matter how hard she tried. Pain blocking out those moments and sealing them away like it'd never happened.

Arms grabs pillows up at the top of her bed and drags them down to herself, burying her face into them, smothering herself intently for a moment as her mind is washed with flood of memories. Vulcan...was she really the reason for his falling? She wanted to ignore his words, even the desire to be forgiven for his past aggression. She dwells on his words, "They said not to trust you. You only used people." Nerissa felt ill and turns her head, hugging her pillows under her chest, wincing again as muscles protest across her shoulders and back. She's never used anyone for personal gain..she asked for him to change her. Hell..dwelling on it, she was insistant and demanding of it at the time if he didn't accept her first attempt to deal him a boon. An escape that led her to today and she wonders now if she should give up on her attempts to change what she is.

Neri's torso lifts a little and she turns her head to look at her desk, the books sprawled over its surface, papers stacked and hanging off the sides haphazardly. The largest she cherishes, her own grimoire that Osoth had given her to record her findings and such. Now...she's offered a new teacher..several actually, and finds herself trying to figure out what to do. Would they have the patience for her and be willing to teach her everything? A little sipher that sucks up not the power but the knowledge...needing to learn that its almost her single most thought. So lost in thought, she jumps as her cell goes off and reaches outward for it, feeling the slight sting of it slapping into her palm when she 'pulled' too hard at the small thing and answers to the sound of her brother. With a silent sigh, she lays her head on her pillows again, this time turned over to lay on her back, to talk to her family...

At a glance

2008-08-17T20:47:00.000-07:00

Wandering around the floating island, the sound of running water pulls small feet towards it and Nerissa climbs onto one of the larger rocks rounding the whirlpool to kneel so she can look into it, letting her gaze relax until the sun shining over the wavering ripples gives way to a blinding sheen that makes her pupils expand as she adjusts to it. A calm and opened mind is all it took and she's looking intently at shadows shifting over the light. Each slow breath bringing it into focus until she's seeing not shapes but actual figures moving. This is how she watches from the Dreaming, learning what goes on beyond and in the waking world of man. The sparkles playing over her lightly tanned skin as she moves her gaze at the figures moving around. Familiar ones, Lorne...some coven members with a few unknown faces moving, talking. Her brow furrows as she leans her weight on her hands, trying to figure out what's going on because its all she's able to do but watch, like a television with a broken volume button stuck on perpetual mute.

She chews at her lip some and sits back again on her legs while she still keeps her eyes on the images before finally breaking from the trance to think about the stuff she saw. A long heavy black feather rests in her delicate fingertips and she brushes it along her chin and across her cheek, the smell of not something but someone clinging to this obsidian object that catches light against the microscopic quills to pain a rainbow on each strand. It always fascinates her as much as gives her a reason to smile. This feather is only one of so many cherished objects she holds in her possession and finally she presses it into curls as she picks herself up with a yawn.

Even though it looked like the middle of the day, she felt drained and tired as if it were the wee hours of the am and she ached to seek out the bed. And, tis exactly what she did. Wings tear from her shoulder blades, gritting at the pain it actually brings her when she does things like that, and with a sudden run and leap, she drops off the edge of the floating land to catch a good lifting wind to push her towards one of the other islands. The snowy ground of pristine white draws her in and she sweeps around to catch it in passing, dropping down and dancing across the slippery ground to a skidding halt and drops the wings to fold up behind her as she walks towards the large tent that is going to be her sleeping quarters this time. Everything around her holds love's essense and she always feels comforted by it, going to collaspe onto the flooring of rugs, pillows, furs that soon lull her to a restful sleep.

Going where Needed

2008-08-16T23:48:00.000-07:00

The water looked beautiful when the sun went down, slipping beneath the taint of clouds that hung over the city. Nerissa leaned against the railing, hunched over with arms resting across the top, a hoof caught on the last strip of piping that made up the banister. She watched the beach, the people fighting on it, practicing from the sounds of it and nothing more. Everyone had a need to improve their selves. Even she does. To learn all she could.....it isn't easy choosing someone to teach her. Least on the necromancy part. Neri wondered often who was going to help her continue her lessons, she's realized finally or just accepted that the best teacher she'd ever had isn't ever going to return to the city and pick up showing her everything he knew. Two...two more choices. Could they teacher her? Have the patience to work with her? She wasn't easy to teach. Stubborn in the way she did things but she always wanted to know. Know all she could. These thoughts in mind, she begins to lower herself, stooped over until finally her head comes to rest on her crossed arms. "So tired...." she says to no one in particular. Neri even doubted the vampires sparring could hear her words under the clash of steel.

She could hear though. Them. The few behind her in the shop. Is she surprised she gave in and agreed to return? She wasn't expecting it. Just standing there on the corner and staring ahead. Still can't help but wonder how long he'd been standing there before she'd finally blinked her mind awake and look up at Arc grinning at her in the middle of the sidewalk. Arcann murmurs softly as he approaches "Returned to a familiar haunt, Neri?" She looks up slowly and shrugs "I wander. As always."

He rubs his chin as he moves over to the cold brick wall, leaning against it casually "I thought, perhaps, that you might have been considering a return. The family has... grown... in your absence." Rissa looks back over her shoulder to the shop thoughtfully. "I've noticed and I thought about it but I feel like I'm in the way within the Coven." She turns back to him. "And I've thought about it..askin' to be allowed back..but what use am I? Really." Arc smiles slightly, looking over to the beach "What use does a family member need to be to a family? Is a small child any less part of his family because he can sometimes be more hindrance than help? We are the Coven. We seek to aid magic users. We do not call people to us because it serves our purposes. We take them in because we serve theirs." Rissa sighs and crosses her arms. "Look what happened when ya tried to find me a teacher, Arc. He left and went to the Shadows. I don't have luck keepin' them.." She shrugs as she reaches up to play at her chain dangling and looks up again. "..Would I be welcome back to the Family then?.."

Arcann Dyrssen shrugs slightly, something flickering in his blue eyes a moment as he murmurs "Then your teacher failed you, not the reverse. We all knew Kaine was unstable. He merely proved it by his vanishing act. That was no fault of yours." He smiles softly "You would be welcome back. I dare say your new sisters would find you an asset to their studies." Neri tips her head a little as she if she's thinking over the discussion. "I've two choices for a teacher outside the Coven..." She chews at her lip as she lowers icy blue orbs to the sidewalk then nods slowly. "If its not too much trouble then..Alright. I'd like to return. I left because I was just...confused and depressed." Arcann Dyrssen smiles, pushing himself off the wall with a shove of his shoulder, moving forward slowly before reaching out to place a gentle hand on Nerissa's shoulder, as if causing her to relax with his very presence, aided, of course, by a little wave of energy that coursed through her system, putting her at ease, or at least intending to "Welcome back to the Coven, my Alchemist. Long have you been missed." She lifts her eyes again to look to him and gives a real if not tired smile. "Thanks, Arc. I appreciate this immensely." She bows her head to him respectfully. "Thank ya, brother." she murmurs again.

Arcann reaches into his pocket with his other hand, pulling out a slightly crumpled roll of parchment and handing it over "If anything, this should aid you in your magical pursuits a little. I cannot teach you the specifics of your magic, but I can teach you its nature. This is the transcript, taken by Calleigh, of the class I held for Coven apprentices not two days ago." The small demon tips her head as she holds it, slowly reading it over with a glance up. " Cool. I'm sure I can put this to good use and try to help out where there's holes for others."

They soon part not long after this and she's left the rest of the day in a small daze, talking to her heart ever so often when she'd had a chance to, always coming ahead with a smile on atleast when they get time to just talk even. Its a good feeling too. Nerissa has come to enjoy her time with him, just savoring one another's presense, leaning and talking or just resting while the other works on other things. She enjoys giving him even the most innocent of company and looks foward to each day that he's time for her. With a smile rising, Neri sleepily rubs her eyes and finally sits up, stretching long and lets out a tired sigh but still she holds that soft smile on her soft rose petal lips; even after leaving Tox and heading home to crawl under the covers, her last thoughts of her aingael.

Decisions

2008-08-11T14:10:00.000-07:00

Its been going through the mind for a while now. What to do to change things. Drastic changes. Nerissa's restless had finally risen to a crescedo and finally it hit her. She knows what to do now. The soft tap tap of her pen can be heard from the booth tucked up in a corner of Haven, her pouring over papers slowly. Making notations once more in a corner of pages...actually, pretty much every where. Its going to take a lot more research. She'd be stupid not to go over every thing carefully because this was her life. Her future she's changing. A frown creases her brow as she pulls a book to herself and slowly goes through pages to find what she needs to figure out, reading to herself under her breath. The bar is nearly empty again, one dancer, a few patrons near the bar. There's none to disturb her in her thoughts. He's somewhere outside the city and she sighs when she left abruptly, not even sure he saw her...she didn't even wait around to see if anything was up. Shaking her head, she pushes those thoughts from her mind, not wanting them to cloud her and make her worry. Fret as she tends to do. Sooner or later, its going to cost her and she's going to end up pushing him away with her insecurities.

These thoughts happen to put other things in her mind...a small discussion she'd had with Vulcan the other day. The tapping of her pen's top comes louder at it hits harder the table as if a nervous tick overtook her and she grits her fangs briefly as she shakes her head. Regrets..of getting close to him long ago and falling for him so hard at the time and all she'd caused him. His words of those warning him of her. Her eyes start to water out of the blue and she blinks furiously to clear them so she doesn't have to rub them, give away her emotional state. No..after this, there should be no more tears she's hoping.

Ralph clambers around on her shoulder and she reaches up to her dead little friend, rubbing the mouse between his ears with affection. It was a good distraction for her to collect herself again and smiles to herself, or perhaps even to this little zombie rodent.

Now comes the harder part, to find someone to do this for her. Would Severus do it as he'd said, or even agree with her decision? Or should she go to the Coven for aid. She doesn't want to let anyone know of her decision and if it were possible, she'd do it for herself utterly so as not to have to trouble anyone with her problems and wild ideas. The numbers catches her eyes and she reaches over to the journal, drawing it to her now, looking over the measurements. Its going to take a good while to make the thing and she sighs. "Good thing I don't have to worry about money.."

She closes up the book and then glances over towards the windows, hearing the sound of gun fire outside in the street. It'd been a quiet day for her..odd but quiet. It goes a few hours of her sitting this way in Haven, finally lost to the things going on around her as she figures things out.

One Step Leads to a Great Fall

2008-07-31T11:41:00.000-07:00

She sat infront of the small mirror, staring at herself, fingers pinching the end of a needle that she didn't bother to sterile. In her mind, she's went over it several times. It was a waste of time. She didn't know what was going on. The lack of a teacher still made her gut clench up, wishing Osoth would come back to guide her way again. Sighing, her blue gaze lowers to the shiny point and away again to reach over and grab the thick thread she'll be using to do what she intends to do. Its not like she's not done this a thousand times, nor is it going to just smart. The pain will be excruciating and most likely her eyes will be glistening and her cheeks will be wet with tears by the end of it.

Nerissa begins to thread the needle, the silence in her home deafening to her ears, and looks up again at her reflection. She stares at the carrot colored hair framing her pale face, the blue eyes shiny like glass, and then she's leaning foward and beginning the long process of sewing her lips closed. Ever so often, her jaw twitched, clenching in pain, as she pulls the needle through the flesh with a wet sickening sound of the thick thread itself sliding through. It doesn't take long, having plenty of practice, and she sets the things to the side after she'd finished to dab carefully at the blood dribbling from her lower lip and the beads collecting around the threads.

Several days, she's suffered severe boughts of moodiness and she seems to of given up this way. A solution to keeping her yap shut and not snap at anymore of her family. Seems the only time she's happy is when she's in his arms but of late she's seen little of him and left feeling alone and scared for some reason. Her eyes turns from the mirror again and falls on the paper resting not too far from her. Nerissa had become so upset she'd balled it up and nearly thrown it away but in the end she'd set it down and smoothed it out as best she can once more, now grown damp with her own tears during. She can't help but dread for that moment she does what needs to be done...

Later...

A quick trip to the library, she wanders the isles in search of something, scanning the books over slowly before she feels what she wants pulling her. Nerissa goes to the back wall and reaches as high as she can for the book, waiting for it to slip free of its hidey hole and allow her to take it down. She sighs and brushes off the cover slowly, its familiar skin darker with age then she remembers, the lack of being used putting it to sleep. The bound lips curls in a sad smile and then she opens it carefully, stroking the pages away to the sliver of folded paper nestled into the spine to keep it safe until its needed. Gently, she closed the book after tucking the paper into her jacket, and coax it back into its home with a mental wording of apology for not taking it home with her as It desires her attention again. Her brow furrows and then she sighs as she looks at it one last time before she turns, slipping out before Joah or the other Omegan had a chance to say anything or question her motives, and moves towards the south end of town.

The shop was quiet when she sat down on the stoop's wall, but she could feel one of her sisters inside, the spark of a fire spirit whispering its heated words. She wondered at times if Calleigh actually heard it or if it were here to begin with but she pushes her thoughts into silence and sits there. It doesn't take long that Calleigh finally comes out and greats her, her own silence making her sister's worry kindle a flame of annoyance when she doesn't say anything and when she finds out why and that Nerissa refused her the right to cut them away she grew angry with her. She couldn't blame her..she didn't deserve to be a part of their family. Her niche was so hard to settle into that Neri finally gave into her depression and handed over the rumpled paper to the one that seemed to have a connection with the most....she didn't even stay long enough to find out what Calleigh would say when she read it, hurrying off towards Haven where she hid herself up on the second landing.

There she sat, listening to a few talking, another one of her sisters and Coran talking about her husband...this is what she meant the other day...she doesn't know what's going on. No one tells her anything and she feels so lost that it just seemed useless anymore.

Nerissa can't help but worry about the loss of more friends but she's getting use to being a lone more often then not...sooner or later, even Toxia will no longer be her home. Unable to call her back to its grounds..

Which Path?

2008-07-25T16:59:00.000-07:00

Tapping a pencil on the spray of papers layering the small round table didn't do any good. There still showed no real path. Small spells. Herbs drawn carefully on another with small notations around them. Numerous scrawling of notes mixed in with it all. The small demon pushes one piece away and takes another from somewhere under the chaos to look over. Neri's fang has made a small grove of raw flesh visible from biting at the spot insistantly without really realizing it. There must be some remote part of her brain aware of her surroundings because there's a certain tempo in the pencil's tapping, as if keeping in time with Haven's music. She sighs to herself and thinks of the very short discussion with Kytara and her brow will crinkle up between as she rolls over things said.

There's no path she was taking but as usual was heading towards the bar. She happened to look up and spot a familiar face, calling out, "Kyt!" She waited with her hands infront of her, lightly gripped and wringing before she slipped them behind her. By the time the Shadow once Omega friend come up, she asks before she can chicken out, "...How did ya become undead?.." She'd already started talking when Nerissa blurted it all out. "Heya Neri.. Sorry was kinda off in my own lil' world... Errrrrr...." she paused a moment, kinda confused..."Osoth gifted me with undeath when I first died becuase of Sabriel... Why? What's going on?" Nerissa Dae lowers her eyes and gives a small shake of her head. "Just curious.." She forces a smile to her lips, as if she's just a little distracted more then anything. "Thanks..Appreciate it."
Before Kytara even had a chance to respond any further, Neri had backed away and turns suddenly, moving away.

Now, she sits in Haven and mulls over that discussion before slumping foward to rest her horned brow against the edge of the table, eyes closed naturally, with her glossy bright orange hair hanging around her face. Of late, she'd been thinking of the trying past where she'd been dead before Sieran had embraced her. Then, her soul was stretched between her and the node and it tugged at her and fed arcanum into her small wounded frame while she wandered aimlessly about, lost and confused. The memory makes her shudder. That's been a long time yet the memories are always vivid at points enough that she cringes.
Could she shed her demonic side and live...or can she have it exhumed..or whatever happens to it..and be like Osoth? A lich? Would she rot? Could she keep herself from injury enough that she'd forever be smoothed and unmarred? Sighing, she finds her thinking of such stupid things anymore. Would it be worth just giving herself to the Light and cross over? Give up her desire to be a necromancer. "Gah...get yer head outta yer ass and just live with what ya got, stupid girl." The words are a hiss barely, hidden thankfully under the music. But she finds herself looking over at an Omegan dancing on the pole. There's a clench to her chest, a pain stabbing deep and she fights the nostalgia of losing her way with them. Shaking her head and giving a small thump of horns to cloth covered wood, she sighs and sits up again to turn her attention back to the papers infront of her. She pulls a blank one out of the spray and leans over it, a faint scratching hiss of the roller ball to her ink pen moving over it.

Can you stop now? I want to get off.

2008-07-23T15:49:00.000-07:00

The news brought so much anger and confusion that a headache started to develop. Shock that one of her Coven sister's had been led off unknowingly to a sound beating by the Shadows at the Pit. Nerissa was so angry she wanted to go over there and demand to know what was going on. She wanted to draw her blade and shove it through Jay's gut for being the one to coax Calleigh over there in the first place. A deep growl comes from the small demoness. Her pale features were being to fill out again and the dark shadows slowly disappeared as the last couple of days. She'd exhaused herself and who knows what happened when she'd had to chance a feeding with Calleigh previously that week..since then, she'd been ill. Or just weakened. She was drained more so then usual when the beasts hit the streets and when she'd work arms with her sisters, muscles were left watery and shaking with the fear of falling to her knees. She refused to admit just how tired she was. Cursed that she couldn't lie and getting around the questions weren't as easy as before. But things were improving, feeling a little more alive then before. Nerissa's thoughts were left a little clouded as well, an ache inside her burning because her beloved's touch made her body scream each time. More often then not, she's been sleeping by herself, but she always had something small of his, cherished, made or given..small tokens of affection she clung to while sleeping. Its a constant connection between then, a small sliver that makes her feel safer.

Now though, she doesn't know what to think, Neri taken to wandering again when she's not at the shop. She's slowly getting her skill back, her sparring she's come out victorious each time. But its not going to be enough. She's lost her edge and desire to battle after leaving the Shadows herself and has to work harder to keep ahead of them and out of their reach. Her partners have been equals in skill and sooner or later, she'll have to find someone to help her further. To be prepared.

For now, all she can do is force herself to study what she can, learn as much as she's able on her own. The demon's given up by now on finding a teacher to continue her studies and pick up the slack as best she's able, no matter how long it will take.

A Good Night

2008-07-19T15:54:00.000-07:00

I can't remember the last time I'd stayed up so late but I had a blast regardless. Haven was packed, the music was blaring and I was actually putting up a sweat..but then again, I've been feeling this way since I'd latched onto my own coven sister's throat and ingested that lava burning vitae. I don't know if it was her magic of being a fire elemental or just part of her makeup but...omg. I was in agony for some time. The fire in my belly and veins as her blood flowed through me, the burn in my throat as I gulped it fiendishly. That taint from the blood sample was coarsing through it and I felt my gut clench up in protest as it run through my own body and I remember biting my tongue near clean off to prevent from screaming anymore. All I wanted was for the Shadows to use it against me. But that moment gave me also what I wanted to know. Janvier purposely laced a neko's blood with this stuff and made poor Calleigh drink it. I couldn't remove it but with luck that girl's blood will burn that crap out. The last couple of days she looked good and doesn't remember what I'd done. I regretted it. I had to literally put her down to do this when she started acting strangely. An endanger to her or any other I didn't want to take a chance and could only do what I could at that instant.
But, I'm off track! Silly girl, your thoughts are like a 4 year old hyped up on sugar. No..last night was a good night. I danced until Dimentox signed off but during that time, I danced with my beloved. He made me laugh, squirm and giggle like I was a young girl again..then again, I still am young. There was some time that I wasn't there though. I had a nice discussion with someone. Albeit short..and it seems I've reclaimed someone I still care about as a friend once more. I can't say thank you enough for this either..it tore me apart to lose him then but now things are mended to a degree...I'm still amazed he was watching out for me secretly....Yes, it was a very good night. Very goood indeed.

Family Visits

2008-07-14T18:08:00.000-07:00

The weight shifts against her and Nerissa looks over at her sire's son, the one she is happy to call 'lil brother'. Nicholas was looking over some big, dusty book he'd picked up out of the pile nearest them, the room littered with more then just it. Hell, she thinks every room is got something of the arcane manner laying around. A scroll, some books, a pedestal and mortar with some dried up looking leaves in it was even sitting on the kitchen counter. She realizes she really needs to clean up but there's a sort of balance to this chaos she calls home. "I thought you would never invite me over." He tells her while thumbing through the pages, sandy brown bangs thrown over his brow haphazardly. Nerissa makes a face and shrugs against him. "I've been busy actually. Can't be here all the time, Nic. Ya know?" She reaches up and picks a scab on the bridge of her nose caused by a punch when she'd gotten into a fight with someone. The sudden swat to her hand has her jaw dropped and looking at him in disbelief. "Dude! I can't believe ya just did that!" Nicholas just looks at her and then turns away. "Stop then. It mars your skin."

Nerissa sits there as if she's trying to figure out why it matters before she just gives up and leans back against him, talking between themselves. She finds herself glad he's there. And stopped hassling her about things. "Tell me?" She quirks a brow and turns her head to glance back at the vampire again, caught off guard by his abrupt question. "Huh?" Gods how she felt stupid when she does that but she was totally clueless. He remains calmly looking at her until Neri finally turns away. "Naw. Nothing to talk about." She tells him as she picks up a semi precious gemstone and tosses it at Ralph who seemed to make its way back to her. The skeletal mouse skitters across the floor to escape the stone and then she's looking away. "Its been quiet..and I ain't sorry to say I'm not glad." Seems people have moved on. Found new loves and she has found herself happy for her decisions. While they talk, she relaxes, playing with a small book that dangles from her throat absently, playing with a small bit of metal that holds it closed. Its just one of several wonderful little gifts she'd gotten and she cherishes them as if they were more precious then a plate of gold. Smiling, she turns her attention with great difficulty from the one that has her heart to the one that carries her Sire's name.

Nightmares

2008-07-08T10:02:00.000-07:00

The dreams were getting worse and all we can do is put on a smile and force ourselves to look like all's well. Memories that bring pain of the past, the wrongs done, the people hurt. Then there's the dreams that have been plaguing. Neri's latest one has her jerking awake, alone and in her own bed. The covers had twisted around her legs and she tries to kick them off in that scared daze, looking around her bedroom while trembling violently. She closes her eyes and forces herself to stop. To just breath and calm her racing heartbeat before she can burst out crying. What makes her mad is that she can't remember them as soon as she wakes up. Nothing but an overwhelming feeling of fear. There's a metallic scent in the room and she looks around...blood...as strong as the flowers that bloom at night, the ebon petals glistening still with the dew of night that feeds them. She rubs her nose viciously trying to get both out. But its still there and so overwhelming it makes her belly clench in hunger. Nerissa looks around her room again but it looks as it always had. Sparse in furnishing. A few pictures hung up on the walls, posters, photographs..Her eyes falls on one and then another before tearing her gaze away to her hands in her lap with a sigh. She doesn't remember falling asleep, her bed is still strewn with papers, books and everything else she'd been using to study...such a mess. Gradually, the fear leaves her, finally. She begins to clean up her things on the bed and carries them to the desk already heaped high with books. Her eyes shifts and she looks at the small chest on the right, tucked against the wall and hidden with more books. Her brow furrows, the demon looking hard at it, then she turns while laying a hand on her stomach before suddenly she's running to the bath to empty its contents into the toilet. Oh gods how she hated that feeling, unable to control herself, the nausea that rolled through her making her head spin. Once its all passed she sits back and rests against the tiled wall, eyes lidded while she rests with small tremors flowing through her.

How long?...How long has it been since she fed?...Actually taken in what her body needs. She looks up at the mirror on the wall and picks herself up. She doesn't go to it to look into, she only rises to go to wash her mouth off and her face, feeling the tightness where tears had spilled and dried on her cheeks. Several deep breaths taken as she dries her face on a clean hand towel and looks up. The face that looks back at her is gaunt, shadows under the eyes that shine more intensely then usual. She looks terrible and then she works to cover this all with illusions, so that when she looks back at her twin, its a healthy rosy cheeked young girl. Nerissa takes a shaky breath and then tosses the towel into the sink, finished and needing to get away from the mirror before she punches her twin in the face. Wandering to her room, she paces the floors with bare feet, a soft patter of her steps taking her from one end of the room to the other. She chews at her lip and balls her fists up. This isn't helping, she says to herself, all I'm doing is makin' it worse. Nerissa stops and pushes her hand into her hair, rubbing around her brow and the small horns there, eyes closing to hide the pulsing blue orbs. The sudden chirp of her cell phone nearly makes her jump out of skin and she runs over to snatch it up so it'll stop the annoying sound. She looks at the display window and sighs. Nicholas...how's he know..why's he always seem to call her when she's like this. Its like he knows or something and now she stands there staring at her cell while it continues ringing, reluctant to answer it and hear his quiet voice on the other end. With a heavy groan, she finally flips the front open and silences it with a, "Yeah?..." No hellos, no good evening..just a simple annoyed 'yeah.' "Neri,what's wrong? I know that tone." he says over the line. She can only sigh and turns, walking around with it against her pointy ear. "Nothing..nightmares. As usual." She tells him. No details. No indication of what's going on. "Again?" He sounds worried and she can only chew at her lip, at a loss what to say to him. "Are you alone? Do you need company?" She groans and says with a sisterly tone. "No, I'm fine. It'll all pass and I'll be fine. Just stupid dreams of an overly active imagination." she tells him. Nicholas utters a growl into the phone on his end. "Don't make me go to father." The concern in his voice makes her sigh again. "Nic..I'm fine. I'm not a lil girl anymore. Kay? Look. I'm gonna try to go to sleep..I'm gonna be fine." she sounded like a broken record. He finally agrees to give up on trying to talk to her and says his good nights and well tidings. Such a strange young man..she wondered if he'd grow up to be like his dad. She's almost envious of him, having parents still alive. Tossing her phone on the bed, she crawls onto it and flops on her belly, stretching out and staring at the far wall. Hard to say how long she'd been like that before her eyes finally close and she drifts off again into sleep. With luck, it'll be deep and peaceful...

Stop the Pain

2008-06-27T15:49:00.000-07:00

Regrets..so many of them..Nerissa stood before the grave, hiding herself from everyone as she has come to do so often over the months, coughing up blood as her body clenches up from pain. They don't know how much it hurts her. Being wounded, but she doesn't care. She lets emotions build a wall to block the pain until its over and she's left aching terribly and finally collapses to her knees before it where the soil turned dark and muddy with her spilled blood. And all she can do is breath in deeply and slowly until it passes while the holes close and the bullets become fed upon, become a part of her. The ground starts turning frosty from the temperature dropping around her and she trembles as she leans foward further with a silent sobbing. She couldn't stand it. The name calling. The lies. She's not emo..they don't understand what she goes through. She tries to just turn everyone away anymore. Give them a smile and try to look..normal. Her tail coils up and she brushes her hand over it before causing it to disappear from view. Rat tail demon...she tries to laugh and only starts to sob again, burying her hands into her hair, rocking against the burning pain and the hunger rising within her now. And all she can do is fight it off or steal into the hospital in hopes to find something fresh to consume. She tries to breath and a hiccup lodges in her throat before she resumes bawling. Nerissa slowly comes to loath herself and what she is. Pieter's words biting in deeper then anyone's. She tries to dry her dirty face and is left with tracks instead, smears where her hand was useless them. To protect her new family..she was a joke. Useless anymore. To herself and them. Anger wells up and she suddenly moves, falling back on her ass and kicking at the tombstone, making it groan and crack as her heel hits it in the center...and the blood runs again. 'A bleeder'...yes, that she was. She did it to herself. She had reasons..blood magery being one of them. Her blood was strong and it come in handy..."Why can't things just be the way they were?" she whispers and is responded by a whisper, a brush of cold as the spirit rises from the grave before her and tries to speak. Leave it to the dead to try and calm her..perhaps if it had been her parents..perhaps...She sighs and shakes her head, murmured words passing from her to the deceased. The sadness in the spirit's face has her brow furrowed and she looks away. They come out more often then before, the deeper she gets in her studies, and she's always there to listen to them because they always listen to her like no one else. But what can the dead do?..Form here, she waits and the soft whispered discussion between the dead surrounds her into a sort of calm state, her crimson head nodding as if actually listening to each of their spoken words. Her lids draw heavy and she doesn't even know that they'd eased her down onto the could ground or that she'd passed out in the end due to the pain still within her. In this semi state of unconsciousness, Neri's hand lays against her belly, just barely showing a roundness, and finally falls into a listless sleep...

2008-06-27T05:28:00.000-07:00

The sigh was quiet, or..well, she tried to keep it that way. She looks up from her book, that sadness still there in her bright blue eyes, the surrounding blackness making them stand out all the more. She felt an ache as always when she's alone but she pushed it down and fought to be patient. Was it sadness or just depression? Was this the way that She was going to get back at her? She kept coming back to his words, Her always bad mouthing about her to him. Again she sighs and shoves her hand up into her hair, eyes lidding as she tries to just wipe everything from thought and features again, not giving them the satisfaction of seeing what is going on with her. Turning back to her studies, Neri lightly taps her pen against the notebooks she'd been writing in and scowls. "Osoth..why did ya have to leave this last lesson open and then take off..damn it." She mutters under her breath then Neri shakes her head and turns to lean over the other large tome, fingers playing over the book cover lazily. The last thing he'd left her before he'd left Toxian City. Her own grimoire to put her things in and so far she's filled nearly half of it, albeit chaotically. Glancing around, she digs into one of the large pockets of her camo shorts and pulls out a large dark purple crystal. Looking at it. Turning it over as she lifts it into the light as if to see inside it. There's a small pulse deep within it, her magick flares up a little in response so that a pale blue white glow surrounds it and all she can do is sigh. The soul crystal still held one within it and she can't remember who it was last she'd used it on. Or when it'd been used. All she remembers is she was still part of the Shadows..and refused to rid herself of it. It'll come in handy some day in the future she expected. She lays this carefully before her on the table and next comes out another crystal from another pocket. This was small, the color of blood. She had several but it was one of the smaller one's she'd had on her person. She finds herself wondering if this isn't something like the kindred have been searching for. She's had them for a long time. Its what her own sire taught her long ago about blood magick. Propping her head on her hand once she's rested her elbow on the table, she lays it on the open page of her note book and jots down some things beside it, sketching the stone itself for some odd reason. Most of this information was written in english but she had made it possible that no one but she would be able to read what it all said or meant.
Nerissa finally slips away to go back to the shoppe, hiding herself away in the back with her tome. The crystal now lightly pulses as if it has its own heart beat and she's lost in thought from the far away look in her eyes even as she seems absorbed in her studies. But she's turning over the odd discussion she'd had earlier with one of the cybers. Confused why this furry being would want to talk to her even. Tapping her pen on the page idly, she looks up from it with a small frown touching her lips, more then a little confused. She shakes her head and whatever it is that is bothering her she puts out of her mind to finish her work.