Lonely Forest II - (elf/spirit/human RP)

[cazio]

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That does it. Altair snapped inside his head, slipping off of Shadeem and flicking out his wrist blade. He flew at Ragne with the speed of a diving eagle, but instead of holding it to his neck, he held it to the vampire's temple.
"I know I can't kill you Ragne, but I can gouge your eyes out and let you live forever in blackness." He seethed, his chocolate eyes narrowed almost to slits. "There's a reason you can't read our minds, vampire. It is of no concern to you why we are here." He murmured through gritted teeth. "You'll never get it out of us, we sign our oaths in blood."He twitched his sliced off ring finger.

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"And if you ever want to, forget about your creed, and loosen up a bit."

Even Ezio caught the threat in that one, his smile still blazed on, feeling her ice cold touch on his face. She'd never get it out of him, he couldn't even tell her if he wanted to. He slipped from Rohan, so they face each other and he grabbed her hand and held it up in front of them both.
"I too, am bound." he slid his metal ring off that partially activated his right wrist blade and revealed a patch of burned, scarred skin that looked almost like a modern-day tattoo in brown ink of the A-shaped symbol for the Creed. "Even the effects of a woman are no match for the Creed." He leaned closer. "But they're awfully close." he teased and just to play it up, he sent his thoughts to his imagination, where he quickly shoved a blade through her heart, a grin on his face. Don't even try it, I'm better trained than you think I am. He warned inside his head. Suddenly the eagle that had been circling overhead screeched and dove swiftly away. Ezio pulled form Faque's gaze and looked up to see . . . . . Jun. Great.

"Altair. Company." he murmured, and blinked in a bit of surprise to see him poised for a kill.

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Not again! Altair growled in his thoughts, retracting his blade and looking to the sky. the eagle wasn't there. Cazzo! The last thing he wanted to deal with was Jun and her oversized newt.
"Come down here grulla." He spat angrily. "I can kill you faster that way."

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Ragnes cold eyes pierced into the back of Altairs head. "It we had wanted too, we could have killed you both in one foul swoop. Faque enjoys playing with her food." he said to Altair his fangs long over his cold lips as he looked at the two, and then at Faque who had her fangs out to the ready the minute Ezio had threatened. He could tell she was still purring inside. She found him, amusing, for lack of better words. Ragne sighed in his head as he heard her thoughts, wishing he wasn't hearing some of her pictured fantasies. But such was the life of a vampire creed. He looked coldly again at Altair, "Do not mess with me, I may be full right now, but snapping your neck and drinking every little bit of your blood is a very appealing thought right now." Ragne said to him, his eyes still a cold hard blue, but the fire beneath never went out.

Faque looked at Ezio as he too threatened. "Pity." She said as she pulled her hand away and walked one slow circle around him, obviousy exagerating her walk, "I was so tempted to spoil myself with a human again, its been years." she said to him tempting ly as she came up right in from of him. Her icy cold breath right into his ear, "It could have been so much fun, until you threathened to kill me." she said resting the point og her fang on his neck. Not drawing blodd, just resting, for good measure. She let out a chuckle, and the icy breath hit his neck again, which she knew right after would only make him have a small shiver. "What a pity. ." she said to him as she turned on her heel and faced away from him. She looked up into the sky now, and recieved the thoughts of the other elf right as Ezio had said company.

"Now this, this will be fun." she said more to herself but loud enough so all could hear. She drew a small blade from a pouch of about 15, and licked the very end of it slowly. Poison, th eone thigns vampire had that was significantly over the ways of killing other had. Suddenly she got another message in her head, "Oh." she said putting the knife back and turning back around to Ezio, "Its for you." she said in almost a sad tone, "And to think I was excited to get my throwing knives out a again." she said with a sigh.

"Keep it out Faque, I don't do well with this elf." Ragne said to her. He looked up at the sky and murmored softly, "Jun." more to himself then anyone around him, but he had some wierd situations with this elf, and today wouldn't be any different. He looked up at the sky then back at Altair, who still was threatening to gouge his eyes out. "We need to work together." he said as he grabbed Altairs wrist blades and lowered them from his head. "She wants you two alive, afterall." Ragne said to the two assassins. He didn't know what June's plan was about these two, but obviously she was up to something.

Faque let out a cold laugh, that was somehow odly melodic. "The elf whisper has problems with a tiny bounty hunter." she said as she read into Ragne's mind, "I am shocked." she said to him still stiffling a soft laughter through her fangs. She read into his mental messages, "And all because of Elanor, pitiful looking elf if you ask me." she said trying to get a reaction out of the newly tense, and not eager to jump at insult Ragne. "Drop it Faque." he said to her softly as he focused on the sky. "You have grown up little Ragne, you really have." she said to him still chuckling.

[Rayen]

((Aw guys, it took me almost twenty minutes to catch up! *chuckles* At times I wish I was a native english speaker XD))

Elanor suddenly grasped the surface of reality.

The cold outside air hit her as a splash of icy water. She could feel her head dizzy, and her lungs paining. Only then she realized she had been holding her breath. She smirked. 'I have much to learn.' she thought.
Almost at the same time, she saw Alura's worried look at her. ''I'm okay'' she said. ''Just some little talk with the wol... Shyr.''

''Ragne? Are you there?'' She asked mentally to the dark elf. ''Is everything okay?''
She didn't know why, but she had a bad feeling about things around Ragne. To distract herself from gloomy reflections, she started walking towards the snowy woodland. At the edge of the forest, she halted and looked back at Brie and Alura.
''Let's go.'' she said. She could not stand being there on the harsh winter winds and blizzards.

((Sorry it's so short compared to yours, but I'm working on Windows 7 that soon will poof out ))

[cazio]

"And what are you going to do? Kill me?" Altair quipped, retracting his blade reluctantly. "Jun couldn't capture me if she tried, i kill for a living, she captures things. Hardly a contest." He pursed his lips together. He couldn't see what Jun's problem was, or why she was so obsessed with this dank little forest. He flicked into his eagle vision to cut the glare from the sun and was slightly amused by the fact that Ragne and especially Faque were glowing pink. He breathed again and his vision returned.

"What we should be doing is getting out of here.You and Jun both are the same in our eyes." He murmured, readusting his wrist blade.

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Every minute humans were looking like worse and worse fling to our dear little Ezio. the danger coupled with the seductive qualities of a female vampire. Her fangs on his neck were like an electric shock, cold on hot. When she breathed on him, he did an exaggerated shiver and laughed.
"I've been told I'm quite a temptation, but the fact that you're trying to search my soul doesn't exactly give me butterflies either." He replied, shrugging. "Speranza va bene, should you leave." He grinned again, then, feeling a white hot burn from Altair's eyes he threw his hands up and backed off.

"Alright, alright, I'll focus." He chuckled putting a hand on Altair's shoulder.

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Ragne looked at Altair, "Suit yourself, but watch who you team up with two humans int he lonely forest are extremely lower class." he said with a sneer and a hiss. Faque padded over to his side resting against him, her head resting against his chest as she stood in front of him, "As funa s this is, I do believe little Elanor is mind messaging you, and we should go, we will leave them here for the bounty hunter." she said with an unamused yawn. "Ezio, your not nearly as fun when your focused." she said with a chuckle as she started to walk to a more open part of the forest, making a high pitched hissing noise as a large griffin flew down, its head, back, and legs covered with a bright red armor. It snuggled aginst her chest and she patted its head.

"shiuy riyat bodta" she whispered into its ear. "Oh, and Ezio, if our offers still stands, you know where to find me." she said as she hopped onto the griffins back and flew up into the sky as she looked down awaiting for Ragne to join her.

Ragne stiffled a sigh as she looked up into the sky mentaly calling his extraordinarily large dragon who came swooping down after letting out a friendly coo towards the griffin that reply with an awe striking caw in return. "From creed to creed, I feel we will meet again." he said to the two before takign off into the sky after Faque towards Bries beautiful estate.

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"Elanor Ragne is on his way." was all Brie said before following after the elf towards her own estate.

[Rayen]

((Aaagh gotta save everything this will be shockingly short ))

Elanor nodded, feeling a bitter taste on her mouth. Something told her he was not alone. Calm down, she said to herself. It may be only his dragon. She ran towards Brie's gorgeous estate. It was snowing even harder now, and soft puffs of vapor came out their mouths as they hurried towards the building.

Inside her, Shyr laughed. ''Why such hurry?'' he asked, amused. Elanor growled threateningly.
''Shut up. At least you're warm inside there.''
The wolf spirit seemed amused. ''Forgot I feel all you feel?'' he asked her.
''Yeah, but you got a fuzzy fur coat, not me'' Elanor said grumpily.
''Cheer up. At least you'll see Ragne very soon.''
''Oh-- shut up.''

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Ragne landed first as he dropped lightly to the ground of of Sophitias back before she took off back into the night. The other group was here right at the same time. Ragne looked at Elanor and smiled, pulling his vampire teeth back in so they looked like the rest of his pearly whites. He walked towards her and once her reach her he stroked her face, "Please don't be mad at me. ." he trailed off when a loud caw cut him off.

Faque was landing her grififn, Sashata, and he wasn't landing quietly. The extremely pretty girl landed, her strut sharp, and her black ct suit tight. She smiled at Ragne and Elnaor, "Oh, how adorable." she said sarcastically. Ragne hissed at her then looked back at Elanor, "Really I can explain, but not now, now we need to get inside." he said to her.

"This is Faque." he said once the other vampire was at his side, "Pleasure." she purred towards Elanor, the sarcasim in her voice bit like a winter chill. "You could do so much better Ragne." she said to him kissing his cheek softly as she walked off towards the house.

"Show me in Ice spirit." she growled at Brie. "I don't take orders." Brie growled coldly at her, but went on her own a few moments after and walked to her door and opened it. Brie walked inside icily as she went to the kitchen to get water for everyone, and setting out extra cups for Ezio and Altair, just in case.

faque was still waiting outside, "Come on now Ragne" she said flipping her hair teasingly. "Cut it out Faque." he hissed at her. he looekd at Elanor, "I will explain, I promise." he said to her, hoping she would understand

[Rayen]

Elanor smiled, not bothering to answer the provocation, but to the ones who knew her it would be obviously a rough fake. The grin lacked the joyful spark on her emerald green eyes, turning it into a sarcastic smirk. She took a glance at Ragne, feeling a bit offended.

''Better have a good justification.'' she said. But inside, she knew it all. By heart. She was so common, blah blah blah, how could she ever compete with Faque's exotic beauty, blah blah blah, she didn't deserve Ragne, etc. She had already felt it towards other elves, but without that bitter feeling, the feeling she was losing the ground beneath her feet.

Shyr growled. ''Elanor, you can do it. Don't let her win Ragne! Don't give up now!''
''Why in earth can't you just shut up?!'' Elanor replied, knowing the wolf spirit would feel too her heart - their hearts - slowly breaking. And she felt no pity towards the wolf; he deserved it well.
Not her.

Elanor felt as if Faque could take Ragne from her simply by snapping her fingers. She was at the edge of bursting into tears when she realized that wouldn't help at all. She held them back, what took all her willpower.

Shyr peeked in again.
''Why don't you just trust Ragne?'' he suggested.
And, once in her life, Elanor tried to follow his advice. But, no matter how hard she tried, the drow kissing the dark elf's cheek always came back to her thoughts. Sighing softly, she dived once more into her mind. Only her and Shyr... what would had seem a torture minutes before was now her only safe hideout, away from the world.
Not completely safe, after all. There, haunting them, was an illusion of Faque, as Elanor saw her: terrible and beautiful.

Shyr's back fur puffed, and he bared his sparkling white fangs on a powerful leap, tearing the vision apart. He then walked towards Elanor, and the elf girl softly stroked his head.
''After all... what would I do without you, Shyr?''
Ah, inside her mind... the only pain was to know that, sooner or later, she would have to emerge.

[Rayen]

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[softballsava]

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Brie glared icily at Faque who was standing in the doorway of her beautiful italian home, "In or out, and shut the door either way." she said to Faque a little tiffed at the drow who had challenged her in her own home. As a shura she was to keep the peace in the world, she considered mementarily if retired shura's counted, but then remebered she was basically Elanor's mentor. She set her indiffrences with this drow elf expecting for Ragne to have a good explanation as to why she was here and tooka deep breath.

Faque glared at the ice spirit, "Watch your mouth you little translucent monster." she hissed at Brie. "I can tell what you used to be, but your not that anymore." she growled at her as she looked out the door at Ragne, "The way he's grown has made me want the chase only that much more, mm, he just looks scrumptious." she said licking her fangs.

Brie let out a snort, "He's taken, what can't you understand about that?" she asked the drow rolling her eyes at her persistence to have Ragne for herself. "Besides Elanor's kindness puts her out of your leaugue." Brie said to her.

Faque let out a small chuckle, "Do you know anything about once you change to a vampire?" she asked brie, "You want the mysterious and the dark more than the sweet and kind that assassins fall for when training, trust me I know. And Ragne, he is much darker now, so I hold the advantage." he said flipping her long black curly hair once again. its large loose ringlets moving softly down her back.

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"Elanor, I promise, I will tell you everything." he said pressing his lips onto her softly before taking her hand and pulling her towards the house. He walked right up to where Faque was swinging her hips in the door way, "About time." she said seductively to him. "Move." was all her said before pushing her out of his way by pushing her waist back.