Post by Kolava on Feb 23, 2005 23:01:26 GMT -5
Rob87DM ::the creature was also at the table, ladened with what appeared to
be most of the equipment he owned. It was secured around his narrow frame
with a multitude of straps, and even his Ghid and goggles were in place upon
his head.::
Nicho TGM ::Glancing over casually, he nods:: Hello, Kolava. ::Then he
does a double-take, noticing the creature burdened with all his belongings::
Going somewhere?
Rob87DM ::the only thing missing was the creature himself; he sat limply on
the chair, leaning against the table with his forepaws cradling his head.
Tiny, arguably cute noises of sleep came from him whenever he shifted::
Nicho TGM ::He peers at the creature for a moment, then realizes he is
sleeping, tempted to bang on the table to wake him up, he simply sits back in
his chair::
Rob87DM ::half of a roast pilfered from the smokehouse still lay in the
center of the table, though no utensils or plate were to be seen::
Nicho TGM ::He doesn't find that strange, he's never seen the creature use
a knife and fork. He takes another drink of the water and taps his foot as
he mentally scans the castle for Solace::
Nicho TGM ::He's not going to start worrying yet, it's only a little past
the time he'd told her he'd be home. Perhaps she'd been delayed.::
Nicho TGM ::With a sigh, he stands and walks into the main hall, heading
over to build up the fire. As he adds a few more logs, one rolls out with a
loud thump. He picks up the burning end and sets it back on the flames::
Rob87DM ::the thump causes him to lift his head slightly and stare through
the doorway into the main hall with half-open eyes, the rest of his body
still lifeless::
Nicho TGM ::Whistling softly as he shuffles the old coals to the back of
the fireplace to let in more air, he then takes a seat on the rug before the
fire, staring at the flames and slipping into a light trance::
Rob87DM ::he slipped down from the table, the roast left to fend for
itself. Out of the kitchen, across the room, and up onto the couch he padded
without fully waking up, and when he had finally curled up against Nicho, he
shut his eyes
Rob87DM as if only having turned over::
Panther Foxie: :: The vampire had a very large smile on his face as he slowly
fazed into view, sitting in one of the large windows. Wings were unfurled,
one inside the castle, one out, and his hair was up in an elaborate bun that
showed off all of
Panther Foxie: his little braids. Eyes were closed, feet were bare, and the
gold trim on his hunter-green, mid-thigh length toga shimmered softly in the
moonlight. ::
Nicho TGM ::He grins, looking down at the creature, reaching to smooth that
wild tangle of hair behind his ears. He's grown rather fond of Kolava after
all this time, rather used to having him underfoot.::
Nicho TGM ::Absently, he touches the Ghid with a fingertip, sending a soft
mental wave of love at Kolava, just to see it's reaction::
Rob87DM ::he bolts upright, a kunai finding itself in one gloved forepaw
before the creature had even inhaled::
Nicho TGM ::He chuckles softly, looking back to the fire:: A bit jumpy
aren't we?
Rob87DM ::his eyes lock onto Nicho's, his hackles raised and his chest
fluttering with adrenaline. Slowly, and not without great care, does the
creature regain a state of composure, but the adrenaline had washed the sleep
from his eyes::
Rob87DM Psychic games may amuse you, but you have the luxury to let your
guard down. ::he looked to the fire, reaching to unsmooth the patch of fur::
I must have complete alertness, even in dreams.
Nicho TGM ::Now noticing the vampire on the windowsill, he smiles:: Good
evening, Torin.
Panther Foxie: :: He turned his head slowly and smiled to the king, in a bit
of a daze. :: Good eve to you, my king.
Nicho TGM ::He nods to Torin, seeing he looks a bit out of it, he looks
back at Kolava:: I was just wondering if you were alright. I haven't seen
much of ye lately.
Rob87DM The Dream is a beast which cannot be owned, only tamed...and
respect must be earned. Show weakness or fear, and it will consume you
without hesitation. ::his eyes twitched::
Rob87DM ::he did not seem to hear the boy, though it was highly unlikely
that he could fail to hear anything, so more likely that his answer just took
the form of that sentence.::
Nicho TGM Love is nae a weakness. ::Softly, barely a whisper, though
surely with those ears, the creature heard it anyway. He glances towards the
stairs, speaking of love, where is she?::
Rob87DM Oh?
Nicho TGM Nae, it can be a great strength.
Rob87DM ::he looked to the king:: What of temptation? And pride? They are
simply Love which has escaped boundaries of discipline. Such Love can be just
as strong, if not stronger, but it leads inevitably to destruction.
Nicho TGM Lust is temptation, love trancends lust. Pride is love of
oneself, never healthy to have too much of that.
Nicho TGM True love inspires one to do their best, sometimes exceeding
limitations.
Panther Foxie: :: His form dissapeared, a feather of each color left behind.::
Rob87DM Limitations provide boundaries, boundaries define the World...
would you honestly condone anything, if it were done in the name of Love?
Nicho TGM Anything? Nae, not sins against another. Though it would depend
on circumstance.
Rob87DM ::he lowered his gaze:: I see. Love transcends most boundaries, but
is ultimately a finite occurance, to be restricted and molded.
Rob87DM Thanks for clearing that up.
Solace Faryndale: ::after climbing out of long hot bath, she dresses, pins
her hair up and makes her way downstairs in a bit of a hurry. she knew she
had kept him waiting long enough::
Nicho TGM ::He chuckles, that's not what he had said at all, but that's
Kolava for you.:: You are quite welcome, my floppy eared friend.
Rob87DM ::whatever conclusion the creature had pulled from Nicho's words
with its comprehensive but flawed grasp of English, it hadn't improved his
mood::
Solace Faryndale: ::somewhat graceful, she walks into the main hall seeing
only Kolava and Nicho. with a soft humph to herself that no one else was
around, she then smiles to them both as she goes to the bar to get some
wine::
Rob87DM ::he wore his complete raiment, Ghid, goggles and all, and was
seated next to Nicho on the couch. He didn't look rested, but didn't look
eager for sleep either; he dwelled somewhere inbetween the two, exploring the
fine line::
Nicho TGM ::His heart leaping within his chest as Solace enters, he gives
no sign of it as he reaches to pet Kolava again.:: Love can be strength,
though derivatives can be weakness. I would certainly not call lust a
strength.
Solace Faryndale: ::with her back to them as she pours her wine:: Well it's
one of yours. ::softly::
Rob87DM Right. Love has no jurisdiction in Sin's domain. ::he nodded,
barely noticing Solace:: To exceed those boundaries, something else is
required. Something...better.
Nicho TGM ::He smiles, pretending he hadn't heard her:: Interesting way to
put it.
Rob87DM ::he smiled--faintly and breifly, but it was there::
Solace Faryndale: ::turning around with a smile, like she hadn't said a word
but figures he heard her. she walks over and sits in a chair across from the
two on the couch:: Hello Kolava.
Rob87DM ::the creature's eyes took a long time to reach Solace, as if
unsure if the noise had come from outside his head:: ...Hello.
be most of the equipment he owned. It was secured around his narrow frame
with a multitude of straps, and even his Ghid and goggles were in place upon
his head.::
Nicho TGM ::Glancing over casually, he nods:: Hello, Kolava. ::Then he
does a double-take, noticing the creature burdened with all his belongings::
Going somewhere?
Rob87DM ::the only thing missing was the creature himself; he sat limply on
the chair, leaning against the table with his forepaws cradling his head.
Tiny, arguably cute noises of sleep came from him whenever he shifted::
Nicho TGM ::He peers at the creature for a moment, then realizes he is
sleeping, tempted to bang on the table to wake him up, he simply sits back in
his chair::
Rob87DM ::half of a roast pilfered from the smokehouse still lay in the
center of the table, though no utensils or plate were to be seen::
Nicho TGM ::He doesn't find that strange, he's never seen the creature use
a knife and fork. He takes another drink of the water and taps his foot as
he mentally scans the castle for Solace::
Nicho TGM ::He's not going to start worrying yet, it's only a little past
the time he'd told her he'd be home. Perhaps she'd been delayed.::
Nicho TGM ::With a sigh, he stands and walks into the main hall, heading
over to build up the fire. As he adds a few more logs, one rolls out with a
loud thump. He picks up the burning end and sets it back on the flames::
Rob87DM ::the thump causes him to lift his head slightly and stare through
the doorway into the main hall with half-open eyes, the rest of his body
still lifeless::
Nicho TGM ::Whistling softly as he shuffles the old coals to the back of
the fireplace to let in more air, he then takes a seat on the rug before the
fire, staring at the flames and slipping into a light trance::
Rob87DM ::he slipped down from the table, the roast left to fend for
itself. Out of the kitchen, across the room, and up onto the couch he padded
without fully waking up, and when he had finally curled up against Nicho, he
shut his eyes
Rob87DM as if only having turned over::
Panther Foxie: :: The vampire had a very large smile on his face as he slowly
fazed into view, sitting in one of the large windows. Wings were unfurled,
one inside the castle, one out, and his hair was up in an elaborate bun that
showed off all of
Panther Foxie: his little braids. Eyes were closed, feet were bare, and the
gold trim on his hunter-green, mid-thigh length toga shimmered softly in the
moonlight. ::
Nicho TGM ::He grins, looking down at the creature, reaching to smooth that
wild tangle of hair behind his ears. He's grown rather fond of Kolava after
all this time, rather used to having him underfoot.::
Nicho TGM ::Absently, he touches the Ghid with a fingertip, sending a soft
mental wave of love at Kolava, just to see it's reaction::
Rob87DM ::he bolts upright, a kunai finding itself in one gloved forepaw
before the creature had even inhaled::
Nicho TGM ::He chuckles softly, looking back to the fire:: A bit jumpy
aren't we?
Rob87DM ::his eyes lock onto Nicho's, his hackles raised and his chest
fluttering with adrenaline. Slowly, and not without great care, does the
creature regain a state of composure, but the adrenaline had washed the sleep
from his eyes::
Rob87DM Psychic games may amuse you, but you have the luxury to let your
guard down. ::he looked to the fire, reaching to unsmooth the patch of fur::
I must have complete alertness, even in dreams.
Nicho TGM ::Now noticing the vampire on the windowsill, he smiles:: Good
evening, Torin.
Panther Foxie: :: He turned his head slowly and smiled to the king, in a bit
of a daze. :: Good eve to you, my king.
Nicho TGM ::He nods to Torin, seeing he looks a bit out of it, he looks
back at Kolava:: I was just wondering if you were alright. I haven't seen
much of ye lately.
Rob87DM The Dream is a beast which cannot be owned, only tamed...and
respect must be earned. Show weakness or fear, and it will consume you
without hesitation. ::his eyes twitched::
Rob87DM ::he did not seem to hear the boy, though it was highly unlikely
that he could fail to hear anything, so more likely that his answer just took
the form of that sentence.::
Nicho TGM Love is nae a weakness. ::Softly, barely a whisper, though
surely with those ears, the creature heard it anyway. He glances towards the
stairs, speaking of love, where is she?::
Rob87DM Oh?
Nicho TGM Nae, it can be a great strength.
Rob87DM ::he looked to the king:: What of temptation? And pride? They are
simply Love which has escaped boundaries of discipline. Such Love can be just
as strong, if not stronger, but it leads inevitably to destruction.
Nicho TGM Lust is temptation, love trancends lust. Pride is love of
oneself, never healthy to have too much of that.
Nicho TGM True love inspires one to do their best, sometimes exceeding
limitations.
Panther Foxie: :: His form dissapeared, a feather of each color left behind.::
Rob87DM Limitations provide boundaries, boundaries define the World...
would you honestly condone anything, if it were done in the name of Love?
Nicho TGM Anything? Nae, not sins against another. Though it would depend
on circumstance.
Rob87DM ::he lowered his gaze:: I see. Love transcends most boundaries, but
is ultimately a finite occurance, to be restricted and molded.
Rob87DM Thanks for clearing that up.
Solace Faryndale: ::after climbing out of long hot bath, she dresses, pins
her hair up and makes her way downstairs in a bit of a hurry. she knew she
had kept him waiting long enough::
Nicho TGM ::He chuckles, that's not what he had said at all, but that's
Kolava for you.:: You are quite welcome, my floppy eared friend.
Rob87DM ::whatever conclusion the creature had pulled from Nicho's words
with its comprehensive but flawed grasp of English, it hadn't improved his
mood::
Solace Faryndale: ::somewhat graceful, she walks into the main hall seeing
only Kolava and Nicho. with a soft humph to herself that no one else was
around, she then smiles to them both as she goes to the bar to get some
wine::
Rob87DM ::he wore his complete raiment, Ghid, goggles and all, and was
seated next to Nicho on the couch. He didn't look rested, but didn't look
eager for sleep either; he dwelled somewhere inbetween the two, exploring the
fine line::
Nicho TGM ::His heart leaping within his chest as Solace enters, he gives
no sign of it as he reaches to pet Kolava again.:: Love can be strength,
though derivatives can be weakness. I would certainly not call lust a
strength.
Solace Faryndale: ::with her back to them as she pours her wine:: Well it's
one of yours. ::softly::
Rob87DM Right. Love has no jurisdiction in Sin's domain. ::he nodded,
barely noticing Solace:: To exceed those boundaries, something else is
required. Something...better.
Nicho TGM ::He smiles, pretending he hadn't heard her:: Interesting way to
put it.
Rob87DM ::he smiled--faintly and breifly, but it was there::
Solace Faryndale: ::turning around with a smile, like she hadn't said a word
but figures he heard her. she walks over and sits in a chair across from the
two on the couch:: Hello Kolava.
Rob87DM ::the creature's eyes took a long time to reach Solace, as if
unsure if the noise had come from outside his head:: ...Hello.
