Illyon
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Marquis Incubus
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Post by Illyon on Jan 29, 2009 14:11:23 GMT -6
Illyon looks unmoved by the demon's plea. He idly inspects his claws throughout the heartfelt speech, and looks down at the demon, his tail slowing in its sway.
"There is a City Library, where the intrepid can find all manner of information," he says, arching an eyebrow. "It is simply amazing that so many demons would think that others would want to read their own experiences in dealing with exotic creatures." He gives the demon his full attention. "Twenty percent, and that will be my final offer. And let it be a lesson that you and yours learn to research your quarry, lest you become it."
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Post by Narrator on Feb 11, 2009 16:59:04 GMT -6
Knowing he is cornered but happy to lower the penalty of the fine, still he persists. "My lord Have we not done our part? did we not bring the beastie alive? Please Marquis, 15% so we may not starve."
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Post by Valentine on Feb 19, 2009 1:06:03 GMT -6
Valentine smiles and shakes her head, shutting her eyes briefly.
"Oh Master Nyxereos, what ever shall I do with you." She looks at him. "Do you take no pleasure in the sharpness of your mind? Only in the strength of your hands?" She openly gives him a look that starts at bottom of his feet and works her way up, almost as if he were merchandise she was considering purchasing, her lips pursed a little.
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Illyon
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Post by Illyon on Feb 19, 2009 14:49:59 GMT -6
"Twenty percent, and let malnutrition help the lesson of preparation sink in," Illyon says coldly, his tail speeding up again. "You may starve, but you will not die... Your survival after this point is in your own hands. Just be thankful that I did not see fit to allow Master Nyxereos his way and have you all killed for your negligence."
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Post by Narrator on Feb 20, 2009 12:11:43 GMT -6
The Demon trader looks beaten down though happy to claim his skin for his own. He bows to Illion and steps back. "As you wish Marquis, we will comply to your wishes..." He says tongue in cheek as he slinks away out of the tent. He gives Nyxereos a scowl and departs swiftly should the fallen change his mind for a peaceful negotiation.
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Nyxereos
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Post by Nyxereos on Feb 20, 2009 12:54:49 GMT -6
"Lady Le'Nior, I am but the right hand of my master, I do as commanded. My wit is not the tool of my trade, only the precision of swiftness how things are done to fulfill my duty to the High Chancellor is all that concern me most."
His black eyes dig into her as she scans him, he feels a bit off guard at her powers of lust despite his usual aloofness and social elite attitude as cold as his carbonized skin. The spark of passion draws on his face for an instant till he spies the demon trader leave the tent in a huge rush that capture his full attentions.
"It would appear that the negotiations are concluded. If you will excuse me Ambassador, duty calls."
He then slightly bows into her to drink in her scent. Though muted due to his missing heart, the desire to touch her is quite tempting. his wings shrink into his silvery form and he steps back form her. With a precisely calculated and exicuted pivot turn he marches for the tent.
"What news have you of your negotiation Marquis?"
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Post by Valentine on Feb 23, 2009 22:54:28 GMT -6
Valentine smiles at the Fallen's discomfit, her full red lips curling at the edges. She executes a perfect curtsy to his retreating back, her black hair hiding her amusement from the world.
"Well well, took him long enough." She says softly, looking to the tent as she straightens and then glances idly around.
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Illyon
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Post by Illyon on Feb 26, 2009 21:34:46 GMT -6
Illyon looks pleased with himself, and gives Nyxereos a lazy, seductive smile.
"Your lord and master will be pleased to know that I've managed to reduce the price by twenty percent, due to the damage recieved by the beast and the inept handling of this transaction up 'til now. Such a reduction will serve as a reminder to investigate their quarry before idiotically running after it with gold in their eyes." He makes his way to the silvery Fallen, moving slow enough to appear in no haste, but with an almost predatory roll. "It should be punishment enough to know that they will starve for their stupidity, and to have garnered the disappointment of our Lord Chancellor in this pursuit, they'll be hard pressed to find another job offer in this line of work."
He looks up at Nyxereos, letting his gaze slide from feet to eyes. His tail swings behind him, twitching ever once in a while. "I'll be sure to make a gift of one to you, should I come across one in my own line of work, if you like. Surely something to take your own aggression out on would do you some good."
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Nyxereos
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Post by Nyxereos on Mar 1, 2009 13:44:03 GMT -6
Nyx look very unsatisfied with the verdict. He sighs his disappointment and his dark eyes sear into Illion's. "If that is the best your negotiations can do then so be it. Perhaps the Grand Chancellor will see it for the benefit you have described. For my part, this matter is concluded."
At that Nyxereos turns back toward the caravan, his back squarely to Illion. He then clenches his glossy wings as the silvery warrior glances back over his shoulder toward the Marquis before he walks away. his face devoid of emotion as he speaks cold as winds from the frozen waste. "I fear you favor these insolent merchants to greatly, beware of that weakness Marquis. Your faith may prove to be less mutual than you are inclined to believe."
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Illyon
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Post by Illyon on Mar 12, 2009 19:16:47 GMT -6
Illyon's smile curls more, his tail slowing. "I've been wrong, and I've made mistakes, but they are few and far between. One does not get to the position I am in without knowing those that they must work with just as well, or better, than they might know their own intimate friends. Our Lord Chancellor is displeased with their performance, and as he is our current reigning authority in Hell, it will most seriously affect their futures... but, perhaps, worse for them is my displeasure."
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Nyxereos
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Post by Nyxereos on Mar 16, 2009 12:37:08 GMT -6
The fallen tucks his head in reserved reverence to the Marquis and his station. "Then I shall leave those matters firmly in your claws your Grace. Should some mishap complicate their misfortunes I'm sure it should not disappoint the Grand Chancellor in the least."
At that Nyx turns and strolls back toward the cage and Valentine. "Thank you for your words Mi' lady, I hope my presence and duties have not despoiled your evening."
He strolls past her to orchestrates the wagon to be disengaged from the caravan and starts to arrange transport of the Saber to the Palace.
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Post by Valentine on Mar 22, 2009 23:09:14 GMT -6
Valentine inclines her head to Nyxereos as he passes, then leisurely makes her over to the Marquis.
"Your Excellency. I do hope your negotiations were concluded to your satisfaction and we can continue our little lesson. " she says. The corners of Valentine's lips curl upwards as she regards him.
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Illyon
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Post by Illyon on Mar 30, 2009 12:36:05 GMT -6
Illyon bows slightly to Nyxereos as he leaves, an enigmatic smile curling on his full lips. He turns to Valentine and offers his arm for her to take.
"Everything has been handled to my exacting demands," he replies, looking only vaguely amused. "Shall we visit some more reputable establishments? Now that you have seen where it all begins, we can move on to the pets that are better skilled to please and serve one such as you."
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Post by Valentine on Mar 31, 2009 2:34:28 GMT -6
Valentine lightly drapes her fingers on the Marquis arm, not quite smiling at him.
"I think I have had enough of the dubious delights of the caravans to last me for quite some time," she replies looking around one last time, her yellow gaze distant and chilly.
"Lead on, Marquis, and show me what a careful polish can do for these rough and flawed materials."
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Post by Narrator on Mar 31, 2009 9:32:54 GMT -6
Nyxereos disappears with the wagon being hauled away by outland oxen toward the palace and the street returns to its usual bustling and tussling as if the incident never happened.
The warm air stirs the pleasant sent of sweet blood on the wind. A street cart with a rosy cheeked Kitsune girl is happily selling hot snacks of rare tasty temptations to the passers by. She is dressed moderately and though her dress is modest, the materials are clean and are like new. She spies the Marquis and smiles at him with a curtsy.
"Master... Mistress, may I interest you in a blood pop, or a fizzy clot...?" She says holding either treat up for a full aroma to waft over the leccubi couple as they walk by.
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Post by Valentine on Apr 10, 2009 18:57:19 GMT -6
Valentine's nose wrinkles as she glances at the cart. There's a very faint uncertainty in her step as though the snacks are somehow entrancing- or perhaps it's the vendor...
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Illyon
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Post by Illyon on Apr 10, 2009 22:42:59 GMT -6
Illyon slows, sensing Valentine's hesitation, and looks over at the vendor.
"I have reserved a table for us at The Ninth Gate," Illyon says. "It shall be our last stop, so if you wish to indulge before we dine, I would be more than happy to oblige." Something of a smirk crosses his lips. "Consider it my treat."
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Post by Narrator on Apr 20, 2009 12:14:20 GMT -6
The pretty girl smiles as she can see the tension in the face of the Ambassador. She curtsies nervously as her blood pressure spikes making her voice tremble a bit as she speaks again.
"Oh, Please forgive me. I don't wish to spoil your reservations Master, I'm sorry." The girl says clearly scared and visibly embarrassed.
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Post by Valentine on May 1, 2009 3:07:40 GMT -6
Valentine's lips curl at the corners but she turns away to Illyon and continues moving. "I can wait. Thank you but no thank you."
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Illyon
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Post by Illyon on Jun 4, 2009 23:45:52 GMT -6
Illyon nods to the small street urchin and continues down the cobblestone street.
"I've scheduled a handful of stops along the way, Ambassador Le'Noir," he tells her. "I hope you can excuse my forewardness in this matter, but I thought to give you plenty to choose from when you finally make your decision." A slight, self-satisfied smirk crosses his face. "I have no doubt that you will find the best merchandise offered."
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