Raiha

[color=royalblue][i]She smiled quietly, he was kind. That much she could see. She could also see his growing attraction for her...blazing like a solar flare. She blinked. When did she have the power to divine mortal feeling? Sayuri drew away from him slowly...and he held her hands in his. Then she drew close again, kissed him, then left.[/i][/color]

[COLOR=royalblue]Very well Lalaith Ril. Acceptance. As for the rest of you potentials, we have room for ONE more. End of story.[/COLOR]

[color=royalblue][i]Yuffie flipped her shuriken in the air, catching it deftly while turning to face Sephiroth. She smiled at him and he stared back.[/i] Sephiroth: How can you always be so happy? You're Jenova knows how far away from home... with little chance of getting back. And you're still smiling. Yuffie: Being depressed slows you down. I want to be prepared for whatever's out there. And if I never get home...hey, I was prone to wander. [i]She grinned again and he shook his head, smiling slightly. Her optomisim was a striking contrast to his own outlook on life. They kept walking....and soon came upon a tall male, wearing long....was it robes? Yuffie bounded forwards, smiled and introduced herself.[/i] Yuffie: Hi, we're not the only ones here Sephiroth! Sephiroth: .....yay. Yuffie: I'm the Great Ninja Yuffie! What's your name. [i]He stared.[/i] Yuffie: ...uh... Sano: Sano.[/color]

[color=royalblue]They are still open.......however...... Yours had better be REEEAALLLYYYY good.[/color]

[color=royalblue][i]Luyii Hallucin Khali stroked the hair of her current victem, I mean....patient. He told her every single one of his problems, and she pretended to listen with meticulous accuracy. Writing down everything. In reality, all she wrote down was how easy it would be to manipulate him, and what with. In his case, his girlfriend, his traumatic experiences, and every disgusting little detail about his scam job. She smiled and prescribed a drug to dull his emotions for awhile. He took it thankfully and left. She smiled and added his papers into his file. Then she locked everything, dropped the key in her bra and closed the blinds for the day. She deserved a hot bath and a cold shower. And probably a glass of wine to reward her efforts.[/i][/color]

[COLOR=royalblue]Broken...don't be. There's some grace left, Just for you, And enough for me. Fearful...don't be. There's hope within, Bravery for you, And a little left for me. Hurting...don't be, There's healing inside, Gentleness for you, And more than enough for me.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]OOC: Come back. WE need help.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Her eyelids flickered. She could feel the ground healing her softly.....but he didn't know, and he wouldn't have to. As long as she was down and unable to respond, .....what did he have to know. He chose the oppertunity to lie down next to her, his arms around her naked torso. She was very still....but still breathing shallowly..from what he could tell. He put a hand on her chest, and was about to caress her body, when she snapped her eyes open and grabbed his wrist. Hard. He felt something crack under her grip and winced. She demured and locked her legs around his back.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Several hours later....Vondeux sat up, rousing the white elf sleeping next to her. He also rose into a sitting position, gathering his robes from the floor. She dismissed him with a kiss. He left, the door opened for him by Rhain. The drow girl walked in and knelt again.[/i] Rhain: Mistress? Vondeux: Lay out my staff, armour, cloak, and jewelry. I'm going to the caverns. Rhain: ....y..yess M'lady. [i]The girl departed swiftly. In the meantime, Vondeux slowly washed herself in the bathroom, cleansed her eyes, then began to apply the khol over them. She pulled on her lingere, pants, top, and then her gloves. She strode out into the armoury, and found everything just as she had asked. She slid on her gauntlets, her greaves, and adjusted the clasp of her cloak. Then she put on her necklace, earings, and adjusted her bangles. Last of all, she picked up her favored weapon, the Wolf's head staff. It instantly came to life and nuzzled her palm. She smiled and walked out into the main hall. The servants bowed and she waved them off distractedly. The doors were opened by her guards....and they also bowed. She turned and faced her household.[/i] Vondeux: If I do not return, be sure to let me know. [i]She laughed and walked out onto the streets of [b]Menzoberranzan![/b] Several nobles greeted her politely, commoners shying away from her, merchents avoiding her maniacle glare. She descended deeper, shaking off warnings of "The Scourge of the Deep" and "Psychotic Killers." Soon, she was in total darkness. Her eyes contracted and her cat pupils took over. The faint light from her staff adjusted her vision until she could see everything around her. Infrared. A demon....clinging to the walls. Kynjaka. That was his name. And she spoke it softly.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]His backhand knocked her back into the ground...ground that had become soft and forgiving with her touch. And the addition of her blood, and other bodily fluids soon yielded both a smooth mat of moss, and several trailing vines around their immediate area. She leaned back and let him hurt her....it seemed to be what he did best. Besides make her feel ecstasy beyond all reason. He ripped a line across her ribs, and put his lips to the pooling blood. She purred deep in her throat, sliding her legs across his body, digging her heels into the small of his back. He smirked and kissed her, filling her mouth with blood.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She smiled and removed them with her feet, adjusting her position to better accomadate him. He collapsed with her, in the horizontal position she didn't get nearly enough...being a Val'Shagress was tough. His lips began to search the rest of her body...and she removed her lingere accordingly. His hands moved across her dark skin, contrasting so brightly with his own. She smiled to herself and slid her legs across his bare flesh. He gasped as she dug her nails into his back, not hard...he had to survive. Besides, it wouldn't do to break her newest aquisition.[/i] Esrie: ....your wish is.. Vondeux: MY command. Esire: ...yes. Vondeux: ...do not be gentle.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Well, you must know...she's in a private room Arika. I mentioned it more than once. And you're not even in the right place. There is more than one Val'Shagress. I happen to be the stronger one. The others are part of a DIFFERENT HOUSE. You are either blind, or can't read. Not a very auspicious start....[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Sephiroth winced, her hawk-like screech was quite deafening. She called out in what was more exhileration than anything...as they plunged downwards into the unknown. He watched her fall, face first, arms spread out like an eagle....enjoying every second of it....[/i] Sephiroth: Aren't you worried? Yuffie: I love falling! It's just the sudden stop I hate! Sephiroth: Oh.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]She turned, and fell. He caught her up in his arms and she sobbed hysterically. He didn't catch anything she said except blood...and something that could've been tengu. She didn't stop crying....until every tear was spent. He stroked her hair reassuringly and she burried her face in his chest.[/i][/COLOR]

[color=royalblue]Oh. That is acceptable. Of course.....half elves mean the other half is human....right? Okay. This will be edited into a acceptance sheet. So do me a favor and simply edit your last post dear. Rejoice in your Acceptance Arika. But don't bother your Val'Shagress when she's occupied.[/color]

[color=royalblue]Go ahead Arika. But you might want to work on your spelling/gramar/spacing/typing skills. They aren't really that terrific. And no. You may not be a surface elf or a human. This all takes place in the darkness below.[/color]

[color=royalblue]I would say the recorder is the sissy way out...and yes, I can actually play it......but for sheer coolness. I would recomend the flute. It's simple and elegant, rewarding to play. Better than the violin, won't drive your family insane as you practice. Then again...I always loved the piano. 10 years of hell playing it...but it still is fun [/color]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Trance woke to the sound of wailing. She ran, getting dressed at the same time. Renayoshi was dead. Her mother was keening. Shouting over and over, how her child was dead. They were all dying. She was helpless. There was nothing. It was the virus she couldn't tame. Like the Hauntavirus ...only with children. Helpless children that did not deserve to die. There was no cure, even for the adult version. You get feverish, you cough up blood, then you die in agony. Such was this. Yet Renayoshi's mother held the bloodstained child anyways. Trance sobbed, sinking down to her knees...amid the moaning and suffering. No cure......FAILED. Failed. What would Aorashi say?[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Well Flynn, if you had actually stepped into the stateroom instead of the basement, it would've been different. Anyways, Shado Mage...I bid thee to make thy first post in my thread...as you have demonstrated a level of mental aptitude that borders on the rather intelligent. Like...the lovely pictures and informative fighting buisness.[/COLOR]

[color=royalblue][i]Vondeux was looking forwards to seeing her newest slave, when there was yet another knock on the door. She sighed and in a very annoyed voice...bid whoever it was to enter. It was Kelnoz. One of her longtime friends. She sat up, and waited patiently for him to tell her his message. He stepped closer, bowed slightly in reverence to her superior rank, then spoke.[/i] Kelnoz: I apologize Val'Shagress, but this is important. Vondeux: Obviuously. Is Mel'Arnach going on a wild rampage? Did she set the city on fire? [i]He chuckled slightly. His elder sister, Mel, would hardly do something as foolish as that. Her reputation was evil, but she was in reality, a very nice woman...only MINIMALLY obsessed with spiders. His face sobered up.[/i] Kelnoz: It's about one of the younger Val'Shagress's from....the Yafaen family. They found her body. And the body of my own sister, Sylphiele. Idiots. ...killed by something. Vondeux: A demon obviously. Kelnoz: And we were wondering if you could deal with it. Vondeux: Now why would you ask me to? Kelnoz: ...they're not the first to die. And everyone killed has been either over confident, weak, or extremely power hungry. Hence, the lower houses attacking the whatever-it-is. Vondeux: And my reward? Kelnoz: You kill it, and get rewarded 50,000 Ada[about the equivalent to 50,000 dollars]. [i]She arched an eyebrow, then nodded slowly. That was good enough for her. A challenge. And promise of money. Not so bad. She stood and dismissed him. He kissed her hand and left. She settled back and wrote down the figure in her book. Then she settled back and waited. Terror in the night could be postponed. This was something she deserved.[/i][/color]

[color=royalblue]Well, on this side of the world, it's commonly used as the title for a fruit smoothie. The Razzmatazz. A Rasberry smoothie, a particular favorite of mine, sold at Jamba Juice...the health fruit store. Anyways, it was just hilarous to me.....change it, or keep it and keep your Val'Shagress entertained.[/color]

[COLOR=royalblue][i]Finally, her struggly proved fruitful, she freed both her arms....and instantly locked them one his neck. The other was employed tracing a very similar line down his back, starting at the top of his spine, down to where it ended....at the coccyx. He arched his back and gritted his teeth.[/i] Lifé: ....nice try. Ilmiwyrth: You think you're stronger than me? Lifé: ...I can be killed, and come back. What do you think? [i]He was about to respond with something smart****d, when she threw her arms around his neck, ground her hips into his, and kissed him.....generally at the same time.[/i][/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]Razzmatazz. Unhuh. Aside from that, your signup was aceptable. And as for your signup Harlequin. I'd like a private word with you in my stateroom immediately.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=royalblue]WARNING: This RPG is about the Drow, All other species, and the Underdark realm. Graphic violence, rape, uncouth language, and bloody hell will be present. If ya can't hack it, ship out. Oh yes, the signups are still open...and here's a list of the present non-losers: I'm just impatient... Raiha : Val'Shagress Vondeux Sharess Megelani Logan : Assassin Keisha Hitori Dragonwarrior : Bounty Hunger Sether Von Draken Spikey : Warrior Itsoku Maygumi Ravenstorture : Gladiator Iolanthe Qu'riad Juuthena : Assassin Anorel Destré The Vampire: Ed. : Nightmare Molvo Sage : Merchant Phoebus Rhamandari The Harlequin : Demon Kynjaka ShadO MagE : House Weapons Master Drashil Trin'del Arika : Priestess/Sorceress Ariel Tarot Kishandri Dimitri_Dragoon : Assassin Dilvon Gevinoc Yoda : Warrior Xouzin Do'Urden the The Boy : Gladiator Coran Trask And my SLAVE: KnightOfTheRose : Slave Esrie Frontien And my OTHER slave: Gladiator Kalanzyr Driirn ~~~~~~~~~~ [i]Vondeux Sharess Megelani picked at her nails idly, bored out of her skull. The role of Val'Shagress [common title for the leader of ANY clan] was certainly more boring than it was cracked up to be...and now she was taking a much deserved vacation to her lair....er...chambers. She was sprawled out on her bed, hair pouring from her head in a river of purple and silver. On her body were the type of comfortable lingere she had worn for generations.... But, still thinking about safety, she kept her staff within an easy reaching distance. Finally, the boredom grew too ....boring.... She claped her hands and her young Drow servant, Rhain, quickly appeared. When she was born, she was grafted to have wings, and clapped in iron bracelets that were more like handcuffs.... a symbol of her miserable rank. The wings looked heavy, but were mostly shapeshifted from Drow hair, so she never felt anything...yet was commonly chained to walls by them. Unlike some obscenely rich Drow with money to burn, she populated her servant ranks with mostly free Drow, novelties, unknown creatures, and a few elves...but never humans. She prefered to put a dazzling front up. She spoke to her personal servant, but only after she had bowed in the show of servitude the lady enjoyed the most.[/i] Rhain: What is your wish Mistress? Vondeux: You know the white elf I recently came into posession of...? Rhain: Yes M'Lady, do you want me to fetch him for you? Vondeux: That would be lovely Rhain. But first, come here. [i]The girl edged forwards, knowing what was coming. Her wings quivered, and she whimpered softly. The cruel expression on her face left little doubt. Vondeux slapped her, not as hard as she could, but enough to warn....her nails tracing five light red lines across her dark cheek.[/i] Vondeux: Never anticipate my orders. And also fetch me a pitcher of wine and two goblets. Rhain: Yes Mistress. Vondeux: ...that will do. Dismissed. [i]She bowed and made a hasty exit. Vondeux settled back, crossing her legs and fluffing the pillows with her shapely hands. .....this was definetly better than watching the fights of the arena. Blood involved...yes...but the kind she liked. Slow moving, for her only.[/i][/COLOR]

[color=royalblue]If you'll forgive me saying so, there's tons of green in northwestern China. We have pictures to prove it. But I like green alot anyways. But our leader told us...no Ireland this time. She had some excuse about "not enough time" and "terrorist activity." I snorted and said danger was fun. She backhanded me. [/color]