Rusalka

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ALso Rusa are you going to do a Matt post? I am curious if not then I will post something for Hana to do.

@Destinyfailhorror17

Nope not tonight. He supposedly went to the headmistress' office and is going to tell what happened, so my next post for him will probably be when classes are going on. *shares popcorn with NK* ^.^

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

Ooh ooh thread fight!! *.* I'mma go git sum popcorn! Oh and I'll edit in Rebecca's post here in a few.

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

Evelyn - Fourth Wall, Meet Sledgehammer "Dexter?" She tilted her head a little at the name and briefly she let out a chuckle or two. For one, she wasn't picturing some tiny red headed scientist, but another favorite Dexter of hers, "Sweet. Just like the show." Ev laughed. "Yeah anywho, I'm Ev." She said taking the hand, not really shaking it but giving a high five. Then...Lisa had to say something about the school, which made Evelyn stutter a bit. Obviously she knew what Orean Cause was all about, but no one else did. Only a small majority of students here were...well...human, and that only counted the humans who didn't have some wibbly wobbly magick shit going on. So as far as Lisa was concerned... "Huh? Oh yeah uh...Lis, we totally forgot to tell you. Me and Dexter are uh....we're part of the school's... Roleplayer Guild. Yeah it's this club for well...rp and shit. You should totally join. Right Dex?" In his direction Ev blinked twice rapidly, hoping Dex got the signal to shut up and go along with it....and hopefully Ev's little lie worked. -------------------------------------------------------------- Rebecca - Doesn't Share Well She didn't much prefer this other abhorrent hindrance to her nightly plans, plans involving taking this sweet little girl in her arms and ferrying her away briskly from all these damned distractions, all these obstacles being thrown in her way by these pitiful mortals' frail yet daring attempts to sever the two from eachother, the woman's grip, both physically and emotionally upon the girl intensifying slightly as yet again the pale, sickly boy tried to butt in, must've not gotten the notion. So Rebecca was sure to remind him in a more...personal matter as she peered deep into the eyes of Leon. You there, boy. I am trying to enjoy my evening without any senseless and vulgar retaliation towards your constant, rude interrupting of my personal affairs, but if you intend to resume such behavior towards me and my sweet Victorica, then I must warn you. I do not appreciate your intruding, and if such is to persist of you any further than this very night, a cough shall be the least of your worries. You're a charming young man, sadly not much my forte, but handsome no less. However, Mark my words, I am not a woman to be crossed. Now if you shall excuse me... And with that, a rather insolent snicker fell from her lips as she turned back to her adorable little sister and nuzzled her, her voice sweet and charming to the ears, ~"Ah yes! Come my sweet Vicy. There are so many wonderful things I wish to-no-that I am dying of anticipation to show you. Let us be off."~ So many wonderful things indeed my dearest <3333333333333 She wrapped her arm around the cute girl and smiled blissfully to herself as merrily they strolled through the doors, but not before Rebecca gave her farewells to Leon, ~"Twas the honor to meet you fair Leon. Perchance we shall meet again tomorrow or however fate deems it so. Ta-ta my dear."~ A sly wink she gave, but knowing well this wouldn't be the last she would see of that meddling, withering mortal. No, this one would be persistent, no matter how increasingly threatening the vampire had to become, just to keep a grasp upon....what was rightfully hers.

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

I went with Boethiah and Meridia. Sweet armor and sword > Giant Mace. Did Clavicus' quest too but my speech was already 100, so I just sold the mask. Didn't even bother with Malacath or Mephala, or Peryite since he's just gross.

The Blood Compact

There...posted...finally! And I'll just wait for Clint's part tomorrow. I've got something better in store for the Vet anyways <.<

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You know, Skyrim came out and when I got to the marriage part, I was like "I don't like anyone in this game." Then the thieve's guild quests happened. I was like "GOTTA MARRY KARLIAH!" Skyrim was like "Nope fuck you." Later on, the Dawnguard DLC came out, introducing hot vampire chick Serena. Once more I was like "GOTTA MARRY SERENA!" and once more, skyrim was like "Nope fuck you"

@chukklehed

OMG the biggest clam jamming ever from Skyrim was indeed Serana! I stopped your dickhead daddy from blacking out the sun! We bonded through the whole painful experience! I even let you feed from me! I say we totally need to hook up! Serana: Nope <.< Molag Bal: I hit that first Dova-douche! You mad? XD

The Blood Compact

Twas not for sure what gleamed sharper, The way the woman's eyes were cut towards the vampire or the long, slender blade that was drawn with ill intent towards his gullet, soon Varomere to meet a fate equal of the ravenous, feral fledgling she so mercilessly executed before their ever astounded eyes to her inane brutality, equal to that of the Purge perhaps, yet lacking the Judea-Christian Dogma upon which their virtues were built strong as a fortress. The woman carried neither belief in a supreme, ethereal being or a pantheon of such. Religion, it was an institution of mortals and quite so an abhorrence of damned creatures such as...no...even if she was, she refused fervently to count herself among the horrors of the undead....as hypocritical as it sounded. Varomere, even without the evidence, the sheer wrinkling of his brow, Rebecca could sense his displeasure in her killing the newblood. Of course, leave it to even a noble creature as he to show sympathy towards his adversaries while the embittered red-haired woman gave no quarter at all. He wished to keep this one alive, that much she could tell, and for such her temporary ally in combat became yet again her sworn enemy, though to the protest of her own youngblood standing nervously by, her soft eyes flickering to and fro, from the vicious woman back to the snarling man, to....the severed head of the newblood...speaking?! Their attention turned to the sentient, reanimated piece of flesh, still moving its jaw even after the nerves were cut away, speaking with such an ill voice that grabbed the woman by her ear, yet her eyes brimming with shadows remaining affixed and slit towards her blade's intended target. The words it spoke were simple, death was approaching in the fearsome guise of not a writhing corpse cloaked in ragged, tattered robes but in glistening, blood stained steel plates, in cuirasses, greaves, gauntlets and helms, riding upon not steeds of flesh and bone, but still horses belching fire and brimstone from their gaping, hellish jaws. And how amusing the name belonging to this peculiar yet alarming voice was Gabriel, warning of modern crusaders in their endeavors to take back their Holy Land. Nevertheless Rebecca heeded the warnings, despite the condescending bite upon the dead one's lips towards her dear servant. Camille merely acknowledged with a sharp, sudden gasp of hair and covered her own lips quivering so. .....or perhaps that was towards the other male who blundered into the scene, drawing the modern equivalent of a blunderbuss to her mistress's head, "Mistress Rebecca!!!" "Relinquish that firearm, now nave!!" Rebecca was already upon him, her hand stretched out towards his chest, or rather her claws as the nails upon her fingers extended and darkened as finely honed obsidian shards, and what else but the shadows snaking about her flesh, black, hungry serpents ready to strike with searing venom at this new assailant. "Do so or from your chest I shall pluck your beating heart." She snarled to the SOLDIER seizing her at gunpoint. So many distractions, so many trivial conversations all being carried simultaneously. Twas a miracle neither were in the grasp of a swarm already, that of more feral newbloods or perhaps the extremists too busy rebuking demons from God's Green Earth, as were told to be cresting the hilltop any moment now. At least something came along to break the monotony, the whistle of the hatchet zipping mere inches past her cheek and into the hand of Varomere, the cold of his blade striking away her own and that of his bitter, chilling farewell with frosted eyes to boot, calling down such insult upon the woman, comparing her....to them. "Chivalry...you speak as though I know not such a word, or rather the virtue tied to it. Chivalry is only capable of the chivalrous, Sir Varomere, and here you are speaking ill of a woman only dedicated to her righteous cause. Hmph! Such chivalry you display indeed my fair knight. And one more thing, Varomere, or is it Mithias I should call you. I can't expect to do so, seeing as you and I are far from even mere acquaintances, as far as the old adage goes to your monstrously outlandish quip of anger, it takes one to know one." As equally cold as the treatment received from the Vampire Mithias, she turned her shoulder away from the man skulking away with his SOLDIER companion, in time to witness the raven now a man, or rather the form of man, prim and proper, expected of the more haughty and sophisticated elders. He bid all ado and into the shadows he submerged, gone...without a trace. Let him leave, Rebecca assumed, for later on in the persistence of time she would cross paths with the elder Bedi again, and let him escape, she would not. Besides...there was the Lord Magnus Shane, the perpetrator of these foul crimes this most unsaintly evening. "I'd rather not rile you further, Varomere, so I shall take my leave as well before we are at each others throats again. Come Camille, we must depart." The Purge were strong indeed, but mortals they were, and no mortal, despite how strong in will and fervor he or she was...could resist her sensual charms. The young thrall nodded, yet was hesitant with her response, "I-I...ummm...I...y-y-yes mistress! I'll...umm...I'll be right there!" Before she returned to her lady's side, there was a matter that needed to be settled, that of her beloved sire's outburst. "W-wait! Mithi- I..I mean Mister Varomere!" Frail hands with dainty, small fingers reached out for Mithias' casually dangling arm and latched onto him, pulling him back slightly towards the girl, standing there with reddened cheeks and eyes heavy with remorse, "I...I-I'm really sorry about my mistress. She's just angry, that's all...I'm sure if we meet again, she'll be nicer. Please, you have to forgive her. We're vampires too. We just...well...we kill...other vampires." Her tiny, round shoulders scrunched close to her skinny neck and she looked away from Mithias' gilded gaze, averting her eyes seeming to glisten with tears towards the lightly scorched grass crunching under her timidly shuffling feet. "B-but please! No matter how angry she is...even...even if she tries to kill you...don't kill her! Be...because I...I love her." "Camille come! We've no time to dally, my dear." "Y-yes mistress! I'm sorry!" And just as hastily she ran back to the woman, following beside her as they made their way back through the desolate alley to their vehicle. Once more she felt the comfort of her lady's arm wrap around her and pull her close, the vengeful shadows receding and letting forth shine the almost heavenly glow of the woman's porcelain complexion. "My sweet, I....." And her voice, it was the same Camille yearned to hear once more, the sweet whisper that was not rasp and ragged with anger and malice, but lulling...oh so lulling, yet..it carried a hint of remorseful solace, as she paused for a sigh. "I do hope that you can forgive my brash behavior earlier. To lash out at those who aided you and I...it was barbaric. Truly this urge has consumed me more than my inherent thirst for blood." The girl, a bad habit of hers, she chewed at her bottom lip before murmuring a reply, turning in the woman's arms to face her, to see those demure blue eyes staring deeply and understandably into her own, "N-no mistress...what I mean is, yes. Yes I do for..forgive you for earlier. You were just mad. It's totally understandable for you to be so angry, but even so..... And in that instant, she threw her own arms around her lady and embraced her, showered her dear mistress with every ounce of affection her body, soul and heart could give in that one frail moment, "Even...even if revenge consumes your heart, and you lose touch with all emotions, joy, rapture, passion...and love... it will not matter to me, because...I will always be yours, Rebecca...yours alone." "Sweetheart....." Rebecca leaned closer to her beloved and soon the arms she had wrapped around her darling Camille pulled her ever more close, the two wrapped in a lover's embrace, finding comfort and solace amidst the warmth of their tightly entangled bodies, their two hearts now beating as one in unison with a perfect rhythm to sooth their weary souls. The loving hug was capped off with a kiss to those darling little lips as Rebecca found the strength yet again to smile warmly to the girl and brush her fingers gently through her cerulean locks, "Let us return home. The battle is won here, but...I fear more shall come to pass, as tomorrow we find this Lord Magnus...and put an end to this travesty. Besides...you look tired my love." "A...a little sleepy." Lightly the girl returned the weary smile before resting her head against Rebecca's shoulder and closing her eyes, almost purring pleasantly at the feeling of her lady's hand sifting over her hair, the tender touch lulling her into a gentle rest but also a bit of yearning for the woman. Ah...but that could wait for another night, pray that one be peaceful.

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

Oh wow, lots of new people. Now only if somebody would actually post.

@FantasyDreams

Oh yeah...I uh...shoulda done that a few hours ago >>;

Lisa: Karliah is also hot.

@chukklehed

And Vex ^_^ <333333333333 ~"Oh come now! Why beat around the bush anymore, darling? Embrace your wonderful curiosity! Why try to hide it? Show it to the world, just as I have many times!"~ ^o^ "There's a difference between being open about your sexuality and fucking anything that moves you know." <.< -_-*........

Orean Cause (Moved to a new thread)

Lisa: I agree with "screw both sides", and I'm all for a little killing now and then, but the Dark Brotherhood? Might as well join a group of plain bandits and stop deluding yourselves. The Thieve's Guild is a much better option. At least they still understand what they used to stand for, instead of throwing away the very foundation of their organization.

@chukklehed

Ev: "But...Astrid's hot -geh I mean! How else was I gonna get a cool horse like Shadowmere?!" ^////^ Rebecca: ~"Honestly I've no idea at all what you two are rambling about. Ooh and what is this?" <3333333333 *laying on Ev's bed and....reading one of her MANGAS?!!* Ev: O.O!!!!!! *yanks it away from Becky and throws it under her bed* "GTFO!!!!" <.< Oh and welcome Avalant ^_^ Cool sig! Reminds me of Ace Combat

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Ev: "Yeah yeah Ulfric's a crotchety selfish bastard and a racist, but you gotta admit his stance on the Thalmor. I mean who wants their freedoms oppressed by elves who think they're just a little bit better than others? Wouldn't really care for me since I don't believe in anything, but still, people deserve to have their own beliefs instead of whatever crammed down their throats...like that jackass art teacher <.< Besides, everyone knows the real option. Screw both sides! Dark Brotherhood FTW!"