Peter Earthguard
Guardian Ranger of Nevendaar
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« Thread Started on Jun 5, 2008, 11:10am » | |
The Shadows seemed to stretch, desperate to touch him. His short blue hair was combed back, held in place with gel. He sighed, knowing the longer he waited to do this, the less time he would have to do what HE enjoyed. “A deals a deal I guess.”
He walked out of his black marble fortress; the Hedon’s Tower glowing softly in the dim silver light of Zeltennia’s darkened sun. Years of Dark magic, and Fiendish activity made it hard for even an Arch-Angel to spend much time here. He was dressed in a long-sleeved dress shirt, playing his part in the deal perfectly.
He was in the Proper Uniform, though he hated the fact he was going to have to dye his hair for it to work. He had just gotten the shade of hair right from all those years of Experimentation. He shook his head, and stepped into the waiting Jeep, sitting down.
“I feel naked without my armour.” “I understand Sir, but you made the bargain.” “Under Duress.” He growled, but soon, they were moving, and he looked up, seeing the Waiting Airship. It was beginning to warm up. “Why Malcanthet wants me to do THIS is beyond me” “She wants you to be the training run for Camilla. The Woman has only recently become a Succubus, and Malcanthet wants her to seduce someone she knows her first time.” “Even though I despise Camilla…” “Would you hurt her?” The Blue haired man closed his eyes, and soon, was walking onto the Airship.
As the airship was moving, The Man sighed, hearing the retro rockets fire, hearing the dim humming of the Keyed spells, and then he barely flinched as time and space seemed to be torn asunder. Then he sighed, and found himself alone. The Airship had likely dropped him off unconscious. Planar travel did that to him. He found a blonde woman leaning over him. As he opened his Red eyes, the woman smiled to him. “You came.”
“Why would I not?” “I don’t know, but I see you’re in the right uniform. Now to just…” She placed her hands gently on the mans temples, and his hair soon was changed, returning to a black hue it had once had, long ago. And his Garnet eyes were soon a dull brown. Malcanthet smiled, and brushed him off as he stood up, his clothing mussed slightly, looking like he had just been in a fight. She then scratched his face in a few places, and smiled. “Perfect.”
She grabbed his wrist, tugging gently, making him follow her into a plain room. It smelt heavily of Vanilla. She’s good. She knows exactly what will make it easier. The man then found a steel chair beneath him, and was surprise when Malcanthet kneed him in the stomach. As he was coughing, his hands were handcuffed through the back of the chair, and his legs were tied. “She’ll be with you soon, Shadowwing.”
As the Blonde woman left, Shadowwing grunted in pain. “What was that for?” He tested the handcuffs, sighing when he found he couldn’t make them budge. All to soon, there was a woman walking in, her pleasant smile putting the pale man slightly at ease. “Oh… Aren’t you adorable…? What have they done to you?!” The woman wore a Pink dress, which was cut in an older, almost medieval style. She had a red Corset on, and smiled. The hair band which kept her long brown hair, a seductive shade of hazel which actually gave Shadowwing a slight tinge of attraction to the woman, made of the same pink lace her dress favoured.
She leaned over him, her chest against his, as she looked at his face. “You remind me of someone who I lost touch with… He was a good friend of mine.” Shadowwing saw why Malcanthet had chosen him then. “Why did you lose touch?” “I was ordered to do something, and not tell anyone I was ordered to, which hurt him deeply.” “What do you mean?” “His brother was an Assassin, who had few vices. The Man I cared so deeply for couldn’t kill him, so my Lord at the Time, Mathias Cronqvist, asked me to seduce the Gunfighter, and kill him. I did so, but Shadowwing walked in on us right as I was removing my dress…
Shadowwing remembered that day well, and it was as if time stopped. He had been searching for his brother, to share the good news of his falling in love with Camilla with him. He had walked into his brothers Lair, and as he stepped into his brother’s room, he saw Camilla about to be naked before his Brother. His heart had broken. He had shattered the door to the Lair as he fled.
“… He never heard the knife I had hidden at my thigh plunge into his brother’s heart. I never betrayed him, but I could not find him again… I only hoped I can make it up to him some time… But I have given up on that… You’re in for a special honour… You see… I’m a virgin… And I’m here to seduce you, and get a piece of information from you.” “And what information would that be?” “The Location of Peter Shadowwing, the man I hurt so deeply.”
“Funny… You’ve been talking to him this entire time.” Shadowwing smiled calmly, and retook his form as the Night Seraph, and Camilla nearly broke down crying. Then he felt her tears, and he calmly took her in his arms, his true form being of more than titanic enough strength to break the ropes. “I love you, I love you, I love you!” She nuzzled his chest and didn’t stop until long after he had closed his eyes and hugged her. “I love you to.”
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