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Post by Valentine on Nov 25, 2008 22:22:57 GMT -6
Valentine smiles politely back at the devilcat leccubi, but there's a sharp edge in her eyes as she does it. She glides past Ciel and Lysandor towards the dining room, pausing for only a moment by Ciel to say so softly that it's inaudible a few steps away.
"Congratulations, Lady, welcome to the complex dance of the Court. Stand up straight." Her tone is bored, polite and she's moving again almost before she's finished speaking. She doesn't look back but nods at the High Chancellor.
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Post by Ciel on Nov 28, 2008 12:54:29 GMT -6
Ciel caught her teacher-like boredness and automatically nodded. She straightened her back and planted her feet in a more sure stance, while keeping her face to Lysandor.
She put her arm in his and kept her head up, while whispering to him. "Perhaps this dance will take longer to learn than I thought..."
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Post by Lysandor on Dec 3, 2008 19:16:32 GMT -6
The tiniest bit of a smile briefly crosses Lysandor's face. "My apologies... but some habits are hard to break."
If Lysandor hears Valentine's gentle admonishment to Ciel, he doesn't show it. He inclines his head to Ciel, speaking softly.
"It may yet take some time, but I have every faith that you will yet master this dance, and put all others to shame."
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Illyon
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Post by Illyon on Dec 3, 2008 19:32:41 GMT -6
Illyon follows the crowd, staying near the back. He knows there is no love for him from the Devilcat Succubus, and rather than cause any tension, he allows himself to fade into the background.
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Post by Ciel on Dec 4, 2008 19:15:23 GMT -6
Ciel chuckled and dipped her face so that her hair hid most of her smile. Her voice was only loud enough for Lysandor's ears. "Oh, you. Always the flatterer. But I appreciate the thought and the encouragement."
She lifted her head in enough time to notice the Marquis and her lip almost curled with distaste. She held her smile, but her grip tightened on Lysandor's arm and her nails were clamped down. Through the minor (yet somehow severe) clenching of her teeth, the newly appointed Lady managed to hiss without any real volume. "Why is that here? I do not want it to taint my new abode and I most certainly do not want it knowing where I lay my head in the morning."
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Post by Narrator on Dec 7, 2008 11:14:16 GMT -6
The dining room is vacant of furniture save a small table with stacked plates and silverware prepared for serving and the large cake in the center of the room. As Ciel is seated in the single chair the cake candles begin to spark.
The flashing lights and pulsing music set the tone and slowly the top of the cake opens. Cerest now clad in whipped cream slithers out from with in.
The dance is seductive as soft music plays in the background. The sultry devil makes her way to Ciel and proceeds to finger feed the Devil Cat blood whip from Cerist's body. The dance and the dancer are enticing and the smells of lust fill the room as the dance stimulates the mood of desire.
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Post by Ciel on Dec 12, 2008 18:30:21 GMT -6
As Ciel sits and the music begins, she's smiling at everyone. When Cerist pops out of the cake covered in bloodwhip, her eyes go glassy with desire and she tries not to squirm.
She's watching the hot Devil dance and gyrate and she reaches a hand out for Lysandor to take, never taking her eyes from the beautiful sight before her.
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Regent
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The Regent of Darkness
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Post by Regent on Dec 14, 2008 14:19:15 GMT -6
Regent smiles as the dance proceeds. He wanders around the room noticing everyone and their smiles and scorns of the promiscuity of it all. With everyone distracted he removes a sliver of the time space and he twirls it about his fingers as he whispers back to Ciel. His fingers trace hers and for and in an instant they are not in her apartment anymore.
Regent is smiling at Ciel as he embraces her to him. "Do not be afraid my sweet for we are in the nexus of time and space."
He turns to Lysandor, who with Ciel, was brought to this -out of time- by her holding his hand. He looks to them as he points up to the ceiling of the darkened room as they shift back into the normal time line.
The music thumps and the laughter of the party continues as if they had never left.
"I'm sure you have many questions for me about this, however, they must wait as I have a great deal to show you."
Regent removes an illusion of the wall with a wave of his dark claws. The illusion lifted the little room that remains contains 3 archways. Each equidistant to the other and yet their construction has its own unique design and look in the small circular room. They are empty and opened like those of a hallway, but lead to nothing but a regular brick wall. A full sized mirror fills up most of the space on the dead end a few feet past their openings. It resembles a twisted funhouse more than anything.
"Tell me what it is that you see?" he says holding out his hand to the first mirror before him.
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Post by Ciel on Dec 14, 2008 23:47:49 GMT -6
Ciel was momentarily shocked that everything was working out the way it was....she looked at Regent and blinked and then looked to Lysandor and blinked again, turning to stare in the direction Regent was pointing.
She stammered as she looked into the first mirror. "I..I see...I see my Queen's room." Her voice broke a little and she stared at the Chancellor for the briefest of moments as she heavily leaned on Lysandor, her legs going weak for a moment.
"Is. . . is this a trick, Chancellor?Why would you trick me so?" Her last words were a whisper as she clung to the Elite as though he were her last breath of air in a sea of confusion.
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Regent
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The Regent of Darkness
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Post by Regent on Dec 15, 2008 17:51:39 GMT -6
Regent laughs as he takes Ciel's free hand and presses it to the glass of the mirror.
"It is as real as you make it Ciel."
The cool surface of the glass softens as her fingers begin to sink into the quicksilver of their reflection in the Queen's apartment.
"Believe it... and it is so..." He removes his hand from hers. The cool glass not resisting her touch as her fingers sink into the surface like reaching into fresh snow.
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Post by Ciel on Dec 16, 2008 13:32:19 GMT -6
She paused to let that sink in as her hand sank into the mirror.
"It...it is real? How can this be?"
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Post by Narrator on Dec 23, 2008 11:50:07 GMT -6
Ciel can feel a drawing motion pulling her gently toward the mirror. her arm is quickly engulfed to the elbow. The tugging weight against Ciel's body are becoming stronger the deeper she is drawn. Soon she is drawn into the mirror and she is in the main room of the Apartment. Regent and Lysandor can see Ciel in the room through the mirror as she is pulled through the portal and emerges out the other side.
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Post by Lysandor on Dec 24, 2008 15:54:42 GMT -6
Finally recovering from the mild wave of sickness and nausea from being pulled from reality, Lysandor stares at the archways in a mix of awe and apprehension. All his instincts urge him to follow Ciel through the mirror, the unknown, to protect her as he was bid. He takes a small step forward, then hesitates, his sterling eyes flicking to Regent.
"My lord Regent, are you sure it is safe?" he asks, his stoicism minutely cracking to reveal a thread of concern.
[Sorry about the lax in posting! >.< Was gone for a week, then had to recover from lack of sleep...]
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Post by Ciel on Dec 26, 2008 23:07:22 GMT -6
As she was pulled into the mirror, she quickly stepped back beside the Regent and Lysandor. She looked interested, but still a bit shaken.
"Chancellor...do they go any place else?"
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Regent
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The Regent of Darkness
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Post by Regent on Jan 1, 2009 10:44:50 GMT -6
"Indeed Ciel, however I doubt they will be as exciting as this one."
Regent says with a half smile. He points to another mirror shrouded in a dark stone archway. The image that appears is Ciel's old room in the Palace. "This way you will never be alone, and the familiarity and comfort of your quarters are always available to you."
The third arch looks like the Private Reading Rooms in the City Library Courtyard. "This is for those narrow escapes when prying eyes are becoming too much to bear and discrete exits are hard to come by."
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Post by Ciel on Jan 4, 2009 13:00:12 GMT -6
She nodded and stepped back to Lysandor's side to take his arm.
Smiling at the Regent, she let go of Lysandor only long enough to drop into a deep but graceful curtsy. "Lord Regent, I thank you. For everything. " She waited a good while and rose again, fluidly, to take her escort's arm.
"I will make great usage of these archways and treasure their meaning to me. Now, am I mistaken in assuming that no one is missing us upstairs?"
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Post by Lysandor on Jan 10, 2009 7:14:13 GMT -6
Lysandor looks at each mirror, a small frown line appearing just between his brows. One can almost hear the thoughts forming behind his eyes as he takes a moment to think.
"These... mirrors, can anyone access them?" he asks, studying one mirror intently. "How many know of their existence?"
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Regent
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The Regent of Darkness
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Post by Regent on Jan 18, 2009 12:59:01 GMT -6
Regent smiles to the elite and his cautious questions. "As of right now only 4 know of their existence, locations and are able to successfully navigate them. Our Queen, Myself and you two. Only Lady Ciel, I and our Dark Majesty can access this chamber as we have the power of the shadow to slip through the barrier of earth and stone from with in the cottage. No actual passage exists for just anyone on happenstance to enter here. Lady Ciel may bring one with her as her powers of shadow shifting allow her to do so. Other than that, it must remain top secret and all knowledge of it must remain hidden from the prying eyes who would use this hub to cause considerable damage to the empire. Oh yes, To enter from the remote locations in the mirrors, You must place your palm on the mirror's back and utter this phrase: Through the darkness thus I see, stand me before that which reflects of me."
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Post by Ciel on Jan 20, 2009 1:52:49 GMT -6
Ciel smiled to herself as she heard Lysandor's questions. Always the Elite. She squeezed his arm as she listened to Regent's answer and nodded.
"Good. Then that being said, is there anything else that needs be taken care of while we are down here, Chancellor?"
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Regent
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The Regent of Darkness
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Post by Regent on Jan 20, 2009 12:31:30 GMT -6
"Relax Ciel, We are not missed, and there is someone who wishes to see you..." He holds his hand out to the mirror of the Queens Chambers. "After you Milady."
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