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Post by Celina Cross on Aug 17, 2010 22:46:06 GMT -5
She stared, the sun was setting and the water never looked so tainted. Her eyes scanning the depths to see what would come out, watching, waiting for her prey. Still, Celina never rushed into things without thought and thus sat on the banks of the shore and waited. The horse she stole waited near by calmly munching on a bit of grass and the girl couldn't help but laugh at the thought of it being glad to be gone. Smiling, she tilted her head up, letting her true gender show proudly as she wore a soft skirt with a beautiful blouse, that she also stole.
Sighing, the girl looked around as the waters were now tainted with the darkness that encompassed her, nighttime had approached and now she was free to roam. True, she had no assignments from Vicente at the moment and this made her sad but there would come a time when he would need her again. This made her mind travel to the forbidden topic, Lucien Lachance. She hadn't seen him since he initiated her into the Dark Brotherhood, not that she minded, the man seemed to smug for her taste, but she couldn't deny that she found him...interesting. Shaking her head she stood by the trees waiting for unsuspecting men to come so she could lure them out. Footsteps arrived and Celina smiled viciously before she scratched at her face with her dagger, men loved the damsel in distress. "Please, Please Sir, help me..." she cried out in a farce fearful voice.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 17, 2010 23:22:08 GMT -5
He didn’t often head this way, unless it was for an important reason. He was always much happier back in Cheydinhal, in his fort, his cozy abode.. Mixing poisons, amongst other things. Matter of fact he was heading back that way now, after checking in with a fellow Dark Brother, though the details of that would remain unknown to all else. However it wasn’t a over the top thing, he thought of sending someone to deliver the parchment instead, but when everyone else is actually working, one must take things into their own hands, that or leave it up to that dark brother, Yoko who seemed to all but right out attack Lucien, for some reason the ‘brotherly love’ just was not there with the Bosmer, who didn’t strike him to be a traitor at least, but defiantly a handful.
Silently he walked, dark robes slightly shimmering in the setting sun, however dark, they were not his black hand robes, this helped blending in, just a little easier. soon night would fall and he wouldn’t have to be as careful with whom saw him, or not, the use of invisibility helped more often then naught, but he couldn’t ride a horse while invisible, so this time he walked wherever he need be. However magic could only be used to many times before one grew somewhat tired by it, he knew this well and planned only to use power when it need be. He was alone, however unafraid to be attacked by anyone, or thing, the thought simply didn’t cross his mind, maybe he was just sure of his abilities.
Walking at a steady pace the next thing on his mind was where he may spend the night because while traveling at night suited him fine, he was still human after all, and might evenly need to stop. It was just smart to plan ahead incase anything happened. His mind still elsewhere, perhaps thinking about his other Dark Brethren, he heard a voice one of a fearful tone, first instinct was to look around, his eyes scanned the area as his feet stopped in place. After a moment he spotted a woman, with some blood on her face not to far from him. First his mind pushed emotion aside and told him to just keep walking, why he need care for some pitiful fool whom most likely caused their own trouble. He took a deep breath, if he kept walking this woman would most likely attempt to fallow or just beg him for help. So he decided to be kind today, his journey had been effortless so his mood wasn’t to terrible. He walked towards the woman.
“you over there…….what happened.” he spoke roughly it maybe dumb to ask that, but his people skills weren’t really top notch.
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Post by Celina Cross on Aug 17, 2010 23:31:04 GMT -5
Celina didn't see the man's face, she was only glad that her first victim was going to be a tough one. She needed a challenge, most would be so worried they'd bend over immediately, smiling, the girl bit her lip and began to think of a story, "I had to escape, they would have taken me to jail for death if I hadn't ran. My husband, he....he.." she then began to cry silently against the night, curious to see the man's face but not stupid enough to look. Her eyes were bright with tears as she mustered up her saddest memory to conjure them. Already cutting a slit down her blouse, her chest was visible against the moonlight as she turned and leaned her back against the tree behind her.
Her hair was covering her face as well as her hands as she hid her smiling expression, whoever this was, he was certainly a man of pride. "Please Sir, I really need something to stop the bleeding, anything." she behaved with desperation. This one would be tricky, and she knew it, still if he had any interest in women, Celina would obtain him, no matter what the cost. Finally she looked up into his eyes, and her own eyes went wide and wild with shock. Oh...crap. she thought recognizing that stature and that outfit. Finally she sat up, her act coming to an end and she frowned, "Lucien?" the name was but a whisper, but still there, if the man heard it from where he was. Her face now white as a ghost, Celina stared up at him as if he were dead.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 17, 2010 23:57:13 GMT -5
As he stepped closer he noticed the woman was obviously distressed. Not that he overly cared for strangers, he wasn’t really in a hurry, and who knew maybe helping someone live could be as fun as taking it….though most likely not. And she was a woman, obviously, bleeding, alone, and weeping, not that he had a weakness for these things, but he wasn’t sure if he was even cold enough to just leave, but she didn’t seem badly enough hurt to…..put her out of her misery.
She asked for something to stop the bleeding and leaned on the tree he watched her with calm eyes but also an on guard aura about him. He took a in another breath and slowly let it out, he wasn’t sure he had any more potions on him, as he took a few steps closer and his healing was fairly moderate, honestly who needed healing magic to much when you are taking life? And normally he was to crafty to actually need to heal himself to often, he also had some cloth he supposed he could give her if the wound or wounds were bad enough, as the sun changed the colors of the sky it was a bit harder to see details from a distance.
One hand reached inside his robe to pretend to be looking for something when in truth he was actually grasping his fingers around a hidden dagger incase she tried something….’funny’ so he came closer, upon arriving closely in front of her he looked down at her about to speak again, perhaps to tell her that he could try and heal her, or something, but the words never left his mouth as she reacted to him as if she was seeing a ghost. At first this caused him to quickly raze his guard grasping the dagger but not pulling it just yet, something was…..off. He blinked in a bit of confusion as she tightened some, as if that was nothing but and act before, and judging by this fact, he knew it was, and quickly pulled his blade, silver shimmering only seconds she spoke his name. he heard it, faint but it was there, she seemed almost afraid of him or shocked by his appetence?
Not taking any chances he quickly had crouched one hand extended on the tree, and the dagger not far from her throat, but still not at a comfortable distance. He glared at the girl, not so much with malice but more with a feeling he may need to off her for protection of some kind. As it was getting dark it made harder to see the features of her face, she seemed familiar, but he had to be sure, correct? If someone knew his name, they were either a brother, sister, or……..
“What is the color of Night…?” he spoke, lowly almost a whisper but also in a testy tone.
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Post by Celina Cross on Aug 18, 2010 0:06:02 GMT -5
Soon a blade found its way to her throat and Celina stared at the man with the same shocked face. Suddenly her laughter began to bubble up her throat and Celina snickered against the darkness, her jerk didn't even know who she was, still she couldn't blame him, recruiting many of the members she saw today, it was hard to see that he would recognize her face. Tilting her head, the blade caught the moonlight and her face was lightly shown. "Still hasty as always aren't you Lucien. Though I can't blame you, I'd do the same thing too in your position." she had to admit, the man had a way with a blade. "Come now darling, put that away, there's no need to kill your own Sister." she teased him gently before looking at him.
Bending low she heard his whisper and shivered slightly, he saw right through her act and Celina knew that he was't reaching for something to help her, "At least now I know how you deal with poor women who are injured." she teased once more. Oh Lucien was always fun to play with, that was a fact and Celina enjoyed toying with him a great deal. Sighing the girl felt the blade cut deeper as she moved against it and a thin trail of blood began to travel down her neck, "Now see that's not nice at all Lucien, making a woman bleed." Laughing she bent low enough for only him to hear, "Sanquine, my brother." and pulled back before giving him a wink.
[GAH SHORT!!!]
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 18, 2010 0:21:58 GMT -5
He waited silently for a few moments, hearing her speak his eyes became slightly more serious but yet not alarmed and still clam, somewhat cold. He almost wasn’t sure how to react at first but memory slightly started to come back to him. Kill his own sister? Well that mostly answered it but still he didn’t withdraw his blade, you could never tell when someone might just be playing a twisted game. But she did know his name, no doubt, she also called him by his first name that many people didn’t, not that he overly minded regardless.
He sighed lightly about her comment about helping injured woman, oh lovely that would make a fine rumor. He closed his eyes briefly. “only when the mood strikes me.” he stated, almost sounded like a smirk but he however didn’t falter the least bit. “I also tend to cut their heads off when the mood strikes.” he stated joking? Or not…hard to tell. Her slyness continued with every word she was teasing at picking at him, finely she replied to his question, and in seconds he flipped his blade back into its scabbard inside his robe, standing up a foot or two away from the tree he sighed deeply relaxing only slightly even around members he still held up some kind of wall staying alert.
“I apologize then Dear sister” he stated rather bluntly trying to ignore her teasing for now and be professional, but why was she even-- ah…..never mind, he wasn’t going to ask. He brushed his hood back seeing as it was dark enough most likely alright to do so. “no one can be to sure.” he reminded her why he’d reacted as such.
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Post by Celina Cross on Aug 18, 2010 0:30:22 GMT -5
Celina smiled and looked up at him, "Oh Lucien, you wouldn't kill me unless the Night Mother spoke of it." she said gently before standing up, "Cutting off heads huh? Funny, I was supposed to be doing that myself tonight." she said with a bright grin. She was almost glad that he was here tonight, though she knew that he hated people quite a bit, still, his presence was nice, and she could be herself for a while. "Darling you really are too fun to pick on." she said leaning against him, knowing it might bother him. Eyes bright with the moonlight, the girl tilted her head as she stretched out and saw a few more men coming this way, "Aw Lucien, you made me miss my fun time." she pouted showing him her upset face, though she was only kidding. "Guess it doesn't work on you, oh well." she shrugged and skipped towards the group, "They don't look like much fun anyways."
Looking back at him, the girl smiled and giggled, "So, what are you doing out so far? Getting new members?" she asked curiously before walking over and putting her arm through his. Smiling, she saw his tense attitude and how he was still alert, "Oh come on Lucien, I'm not going to bite you now, loosen up a bit." Celina smiled gently and stared up at him with such a bright grin, "And it's not Sister, it's Celina, remember?" she asked curiously, she always hated correcting everyone who called her that at the Sanctuary. "Darling really you are too serious at the moment, have some fun! I know! Let's go kill someone together!" she said as if they were discussing lunch plans, "That will cheer you up." she said tilting her head to the side, the blood now dry and gone.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 18, 2010 0:54:13 GMT -5
He sucked in a relaxed breath as she spoke, unless the Night Mother spoke of her death? Ah this was most likely true unless there was an immediate threat from her. Of course he trusted his ‘family’ but even the members that he’d spent more then a few years with still got the occasional cold shoulder and invisible wall, even they rarely saw him completely relaxed, perhaps he was to good at his job, and to professional about it as well. Supposed to be cutting off heads? Maybe she was on a contract then? But why was she here fooling around? He sighed inwardly. To pick on now? that’s what she said, he questioned this, was this why Yoko disliked him so much? The Bosmer was constantly griping saying Lucien gave him screwed up contracts, though it was never done personally, Lucien couldn’t say he was found of the Bosmri.
He blinked slightly as she leaned on him, he had a thing…..for personal space, though tried to resist he wasn’t sure if he’d let a mild moan or grunt escape. He watched her then glanced towards the other men instinct was to pull his hood back over his head and he did so, just to be sure, after all he wanted to avoid having his head hunted anymore then it most likely already was. The Dark Brotherhood wasn’t on top of everyone’s guest list. He sighed lightly. To him killing was more of a twisted art he didn’t often attack random people unless his mood was terribly twisted. He saved his skills for ‘special’ people. No her sad eyes didn’t really effect him much, not a lot of human emotions did to often. “do let me ruin it then, you are free to do as you please” he spoke as if he had to remind her or something.
She asked another question, seeming more serious at least. “Sort of, I was checking on one. Yes” he stated it wasn’t a lie, it was true to, as for anything else that went on in the black hand that was only needed to be known by the black hand. She then walked over (invading personal space again) and hooked her arm though his. He sucked in deeply deciding against punishment for something so small. Besides she didn’t seem that dangerous, or at least to someone on the same side, thankfully. “I wouldn’t think so, last time I checked you weren’t a vampire” he stated, wait was that supposed to be sarcasm? Almost sounded a bit to serious, but he tried….kind of. He blinked again half amused by her words now and chuckled. Maybe she was to atheistic about killing people? Nah. “Are you asking me for a contract?” he asked, deicide against using the word ‘date’ for Contract, because for him that would be to much playing around perhaps? “Celina, I am perfectly cheerful” he stated with a nod.
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Post by Celina Cross on Aug 18, 2010 1:14:38 GMT -5
Staring up at him, the girl smiled gently and shrugged, "I know that, but you're way more interesting then those perverts." she said tossing her head in the men's direction. the moonlight was now hidden behind the clouds as the girl bit her lip in curiousness, "And I know I'm free to do what I want, but even I have my preferences." she said winking at him, hearing him speak of a new recruit, Celina became curious, "Oh I see, well whoever they are, they're quite lucky to be spotted by you. After all you know the best of the best." she said leaning her head on his shoulder. "Beautiful night isn't it?" she asked before pulling away.
Smiling, Celina laughed at his attempt at a joke, "No, no I'm not a vampire Lucien, Vicente would inform you of that transformation." she stated simply before thinking about her friends back home. She wondered what everyone was doing at this time and was almost certain everyone was asleep. Looking up at him, she sighed, "You just..seem so consumed with work, you look like you could use a night of fun is all." she said before grabbing her things. Hearing his play on words, Celina laughed, "No Lucien, I'm not asking you for a contract, just for a night of fun." she said tilting her head, "And by the way darling if you were cheerful you'd be smiling." she teased him gently. "Come on, let's go out for a nice meal at least. We could break into a house and silently murder everyone and then enjoy a nice meal on their expense. Sound fun?" she asked curiously.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 18, 2010 1:50:54 GMT -5
The new possible member, lucky? That maybe true. He thought about it, and then thought about the time he went to see Yoko and offer him the chance to become a family member. Only the Bosmer jumped up swinging then shooting, Lucien was lucky that night, the unhappy Bosmer finely did calm down. Also made a mental note to never wake a sleeping Bosmer if it could be helped. He looked at her leaning on his shoulder some like romantic lover, it was weird to him couldn’t say anyone ever got away with it, though not many people tried. And then she pulled away.
She then commented on how Vicente would have told him if he passed along his gifts, and this was true, though there were other ways to become a hunter of the night but why was he still thinking of this!? He shook his head lightly and took another deep breath. “I suppose you are correct” he paused. “A night of fun?” he gave her a odd somewhat amused somewhat non amused look. “I take my work very seriously.” a night of fun? He wasn’t really sure what she meant. It was weird, his work was fun, wasn’t it? He watched her and chuckled lightly. Maybe she was just a true gift from the Night Mother and that explained her actions? After all perhaps there was a reason for their meeting?
He paused glancing down then pushed back his hood again. “I was planning on finding a place to stay for the night” he stated, though that wasn’t quite what he had in mind it didn’t seem like to bad an offer, actually sleep in a bed or sleep, though he wasn’t to sure either. “on the way back then” he stated meaning on the way home if there was, or she knew of a place? But he couldn’t bring himself to use the word ‘fun’ really. “that would be alright, I suppose we could take a small detour.” he sighed deeply.
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Post by Celina Cross on Aug 18, 2010 2:18:34 GMT -5
Celina smiled gently, "Yes Darling, Fun, most people experience it once or twice in a lifetime." she teased gently before walking forward, "I know a great place if we're taking the same way back, after all, I can't keep you from your work." she said winking at him before walking more, stopping she turned and nodded, "Lead the way oh leader," Teasing was one of her finer qualities for certain after all, she would never kill anyone without being given the contract, the gentlemen were just for fun. Pulling on her robe, Celina hid her face from the view of the light, prepared to remain silent until his mission was done.
"See you'll have fun, with a small detour, besides, i'm sure they'll have no need of this house anymore. I know a great place to crash." she spoke softly before joining him back at his side. "Don't worry, I won't stay out past bedtime." she joked before tilting her head up at him, "Besides, who knows you might enjoy my company, doubtful but you might." she spoke softly before smiling. "Come on, we have to get you to that new member." she said quickly.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 18, 2010 2:30:43 GMT -5
He chuckled lightly and shook his head. “I suppose I have had fun, but only when doing things most others wouldn’t consider to have the same meaning” he pointed out, see he was capable of fun, she, even though he knew she was kidding, made him seem so bad. Keep him from his work? Hmm he wasn’t sure even a family member could do that, other then the Night Mother’s will. “I have spoken with the possible brother already, and sent him on his first contract to seal the it in blood” he stated. He just needed to wait to find out IF the possible member fulfilled that or not.
“I’m not that unsociable.” he stated bluntly he didn’t mind company at least he wasn’t knee deep in poison studies to be distracted or something. He watched her lightly shaking his head, still he wasn’t in a foul mood yet, he kind of brushed off some of her words, something he had gotten better at over the years with various people. “I will know when the new male has completed his deathly task” he stated then glanced around as they walked some more. “just a small house away from most civilization would be ideal”
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Post by Celina Cross on Aug 18, 2010 2:38:47 GMT -5
Smiling she nodded, "I see, alright then, come with me." she said taking his hand and pulling him towards a nice small house near the water. Looking up at it, Celina smiled as she picked the lock of the cellar and quietly snuck into the living room. The lights were off and there were no sounds of anyone being here and Celina sighed with disappointment. Checking the rest of the rooms, she brightened up seeing a man sleeping in his bed soundly and she gently pulled out her dagger before sneaking over towards his bed. Quietly, she put her blade on his throat and slit it like an apple. The blood poured out onto the bed and she smiled brightly at the image before her and then walked down the stairs to the front door.
Opening it, she smiled, "Welcome home!" she teased gently while looking at Lucien. Walking to the kitchen, she began to rummage through all the drawers, finding some bread, ale, mutton, and a few onions, potatoes, and carrots. Deciding to make a savory Mutton dinner, she sliced up the carrots, potatoes, and onions into a nice pot and let them simmer before working on the Mutton itself. Letting it roast over an open flame was her first thought, then she sliced up the bread and served the ale before smiling at him, "Come sit down, it won't be too long." she said gently pulling out a chair for him.
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Post by Lucien Lachance on Aug 18, 2010 2:57:48 GMT -5
He blinked at her hand taking his he resisted instinct to yank it away, and just fallowed her as instructed. He watched her closely pick the lock, she wasn’t bad at all it seemed, he was decent with lip picks. He watched as she slipped in, perhaps be wanted just to see how well she worked, waiting around the side of the house kind of playing look out, witch was strange being as he was of higher rank, but it didn’t bother him. He didn’t hear any sounds but the one of her opening the door. And this was good, yet he could almost feel the end of a life that she took. He smiled slyly and nodded stepping inside.
“you work well, under the Night Mother’s embrace” he stated lightly and glanced around the house wondering how many people she’d had to kill. Just curiosity. He walked after her relaxing his shoulders some and loosening his robe some, still to reveal a black shirt underneath. Oh so she could cook as well? Hopefully she didn’t use the same knife, he chuckled inwardly. Even though……. He smirked as she offered him a seat as if this was some vacation home they were often at. He walked over and did just that setting his sheathed dagger on the table so it wouldn’t cause him to be uncomfortable sitting. “not a sound I could hear outside. You have a gift”
[ooc: it is short lol sorry ^^;]
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Post by Celina Cross on Aug 18, 2010 3:09:17 GMT -5
Celina smiled brightly at his compliment and shrugged, "I'm still learning but thanks." she said, a light flush covering her cheeks as she continued to make the dinner. The pleasure flooded her body from his compliment as she bit her lip nervously before checking on the vegetables and the meat. Handing out the bread, Celina shrugged, "It's all they have here, hope that's okay." she spoke softly before taking a sip of the ale from one of the glasses. It wasn't bad at all, not too good but not bad, sighing, she stared out the window and looked at the man she regarded highly, "Seems like a nice quiet night, perfect for a nice dinner." she whispered softly, she had almost forgotten about the man she had slain upstairs, she'd have to move the body soon.
Hearing another compliment, she smiled softly and took it with a nod, "Thank you Lucien, but you chose me remember, I have a great deal to live up to." finally the meat was smelling delicious and she added the vegetables with it before serving it on the table, "Hope this looks okay." she said smiling at him, "You may go ahead and eat whenever you are ready." she waited for him to take a piece before she made her move. Bowing her head, she said a few words under her breath and then quickly took another drink of the ale before looking up at him, "Is everything okay?" she asked nervously.
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