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Post by Vyrrian Wren on Apr 13, 2010 22:06:05 GMT
"She seems a very no-nonsense young lady," said Wren as he peered out of a nearby window overlooking the courtyard. "A sound quality, one befitting her stature most suitably. Mind you, there's a certain grace to her as well. One might say, almost dreamlike-"
Before he could elaborate on his point, there was an inward explosion of glass, and something of the fastly moving persuasion struck Wren soundly above the eyes. He blinked, briefly perplexed.
"Strangest thing," he mused, before toppling smartly to the ground.
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Post by Leytan on Apr 14, 2010 19:55:13 GMT
*Leytan smiled at Lady M's mental comunications*
'Menatlay'
"I dought I wasn't to disimiler to Deanery's, my love. Just do as she says and we'll soon be reunited."
*he returned his attention to Wren*
"Yes she always was btoht he velvet glove and Iron rod rolled into one even when we were......."
*The slate smashed threw the window Leytan watches dum struck as it hits Wren and he turns and speaks before blacking out.*
"Ebbira's Claws!!! Wren......for the love of the seven seas!!"
*he goes to the door and bangs his fist on it*
"HEY!! Guards get in here my freinds just been Knocked Out by some flying masonary and he needs help."
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Post by Coriolis on Apr 14, 2010 21:03:54 GMT
*A little growl of frustration left the Tigers throat as His Sister and Lady Mercury were still lead below to what seemed to be the buildings cellar. The guards that had stayed with Her knew their jobs. Knew their jobs too damned well for their own good.*
*Coriolis followed at a discrete distance, dodging left and right to avoid being tripped over by an unseeing guard. Most had broken all forms of discipline and scattered to the winds just as He'd hoped. Now he had to find a way past the elite and get the 3 of them out of there before doing so became completely impossible. The Fishman and the Dreamer could sort themselves out. Perhaps He'd even get lucky and this whole incident would get Leytan killed. Would certainly save him a lot of trouble and the Watchers could return to their duty and the greater journey.*
*Coriolis stopped short of the "Cold Room" door. It wasn't exactly the most secure of things as random people bustled in and out with an air of mild panic. This should be easy. With the softest of paws he crept toward the door and made the mistake of putting his snout across the threshold...*
*The effect on his fade was immediate and less than subtle. The empty air suddenly filled with glass like feline as his fade went to war with the vacumn of the cold room. The Tigers image flickering heavily alongside the occasional flash of Human traveller within.*
*Momentarily caught out, instinct took over. The now Pseudo Tiger leapt into the room and rebounded off the back wall to face Daenary's. Placing himself between the songbird and the bed his Sister lay upon.*
*What now stood in front of her was a mass of illusions all vying for position. Watcher, Tiger, empty air all mashed together as if a sculpture cut from glass. Sharpened blades of all raised and ready to defend*
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Apr 14, 2010 21:18:16 GMT
*Upstairs out side of Wrens and Leytans room.*
*The reaction from the guards was instantaneous the door was rapidly unlocked and two walked in seeing the man on the floor one called for a healer while the other moved to feel the man wrists feeling for a pulse. A healer was brought in quickly looked about the room , to Wren the broken glass and did something rather rude. Picking up the nearest jug of water she rapidly tipped it over the unconscious fellow soaking him, splashing Leytan and the floors beneath him.*
*Down stairs within the cold room Daenary's attention was briefly turned from Lady Mercury as a flurry of movement caught her eye it taking a few moment for the shifting image to fall before her becoming barely recognisable as the effects of the cold room starting to work on the up until then moving air.*
*Though she did not take a step back the movements was caught by the guards within and out of the room. Two reaching out to grab Daenarys by the arm or at least attempt to , to pull her back from the swirling images.*
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Post by Leytan on Apr 14, 2010 21:24:16 GMT
*Leytan looked down at his cloak which had got soaked and sighed. He unhooked it and started to take it off but then sudently realised that to do so would expose the hip flask he had on his belt and it's presence may just be reported back to Deanery's who might just realise what it contianted and then he'd be in REAL trouble. So instead he hooked it back up and left it on.*
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Post by Vyrrian Wren on Apr 14, 2010 21:29:22 GMT
Upon contact with the contents of the jug, Wren proceeded to cough, hack, splutter and generally make watery exclaimations to that effect. After a fashion, the semblance of sound and colour began to register with him once again.
"Thank you, Susan," he burbled. "Next time, a little easier on the howler monkeys, if you please."
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Post by Leytan on Apr 14, 2010 21:41:21 GMT
*Leyatn looked at Wren and rolled his eyes*
"I see that blow to your head hasn't knocked to much sence out of you then."
*he said with a slight smirk*
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Apr 14, 2010 21:44:10 GMT
*The healer looked from the rather coherent male then to Leytan nodding her head once as the man seemed at least conscious. She moved to lean over him a moment. Trying to look into his eyes to see his pupils. Ignoring the water that starts to wet her knees and feet.*
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Post by Vyrrian Wren on Apr 14, 2010 21:52:34 GMT
Wren shook his head and forced himself to focus on the words that he was in fact saying.
"Aheh... thank you for that. Could someone tell me what just happened? Only I think part of my forehead has just caved in."
He rubbed the part of his head that was now throbbing nicely. Sure enough, he felt an indentation, one connecting both of his temples.
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Post by Leytan on Apr 14, 2010 21:54:48 GMT
*Leytan went over to where the shatterd remains of the slate lay. He picked some of it up and showed it to Wren.*
"This is some of whats left of the culprit. It came careening in through the window while you were looking out and hit you pretty much right between the eyes."
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Post by Vyrrian Wren on Apr 14, 2010 21:58:09 GMT
Wren blinked.
"I don't claim to know for sure, what with the concussion and everything, but I do not think that roofing materials have sentience and go about flinging themselves at people."
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Post by Coriolis on Apr 14, 2010 22:56:08 GMT
*Downstairs, a tense battle of wills was beginning. Yowling Tiger Vs "Songbird" princess. The glasslike cat raised on 3 paws as the fourth is held high for the swipe. At the same time, a fuzzy after image of Coriolis, the Dirk held aloft in his right hand, ready to slice anything that took a step too close...*
*Sensing He was at risk of getting locked in, the Tiger lunged forward, directly at Daenary's. His target however was the guardsmen behind Her. One already holding on to the bolt, waiting for his moment to act.*
*Their moves as one, Dirk and claws swept downward in anger...*
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Apr 14, 2010 23:06:31 GMT
*The grasping hands finally make contact with Daenarys arms pulling her backwards towards the door as the claws and dirk come down catching her shoulder tearing through the thicck fabric and slicing some of the skin below a faint line of blood shimmering as a bolt seems to fly in slow motions across her other , a wall strikes her side as she is forced back by her guards and intot he coirridor. None wait to see where the bolt may have struck or whom within the room as the door is slammed shut and bolted.*
*What magics gave Coriolis his brief seemingly double form is suddenly shattered as the magic is stripped away completely from him.*
*A faint sharp hiss of breath leaving Daenarys mouth only once the door is locked she glances down at her wound. Her ice cold gaze narrowing though she does not say a word to any simply giving a nod of her head before moving towards the stairs up to the guests rooms now.*
*Two guards took stance over the door, two further along the corridor and another pair at the bottom of the stairs.*
*Aaron that met the Princess as she approached the stairs to the guests room frowned seeing the blood stain the fabric of her dress.*
Have my blood kin brought to me. NOW!
*With out giving him further information as to the where he was to be brought she turned and walked off the air cooling with each step , a faint icy mist starting to shimmer about her.*
*Aaron quickly started to move to Leytand and Wrens room his speed in creased by the chill of the halls.*
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Post by Leytan on Apr 14, 2010 23:11:22 GMT
*Leytan laughed and nodded*
"No Wren they can't somebody or somethig propledd this through the window."
*Leytan sudenly felt the stress of the recent few days sudenyl start to cath up to him again. Making sure everyone else was focuse on Wren he turned his back and walked towards the window acting like he was going to look fo who ever had thrown the slate.*
*However he suruptishaly un-hooked his hip flask and quickly took a swing of the contense. Once more he felt the burning sensation as it went down his throat and his vission blured round the edges slightly. He closed his eyes and took a low inhale of air as the mixture started to take effect on him relaxing him and perking him up all at the same time.*
*However in the back of his mind he knew that anyone who knew him from back in the old days in Winteria would probaley pick up on the signs if they came to see him in the next few hours he didn't worry to much about it they all seemed to busy with other things at the moment.*
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Post by Daenary's Shar on Apr 14, 2010 23:20:17 GMT
*Not long later Aaron with barely a knock on the door walked in. He briefly scanned the damp floor, floored Wren and then Leytan at the window. A eyebrow raised slightly though he asked nothing.*
You are ...being ...requested to attend your sister..promptly.
*With as much speed in he went back out not waiting to see if Leytan would follow him.*
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