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Post by Ciel on Jan 21, 2009 15:14:48 GMT -6
Her hand tightened on Lysandor's arm as the Chancellor finished his statement. Even though she didn't need to breath, she looks like her breath has been stolen away from her. She looks paler than normal and she began to sway on her heels.
Her voice came out very small as she looked at the archway and she bobbed her head as she spoke.
"Can it be? Lysandor? Can it be her?"
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Post by Ereshkigal on Jan 23, 2009 19:51:34 GMT -6
On the other side of the mirror arch Ereshkigal sits in the doorway of her spare room having noticed the movement through it earlier. She watches the arch quietly one hand on Tenko's back where the little fox sniffs, her eye half closed nose working curiously.
"I don't think this a good idea..." The Pe'Ri mutters.
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Post by Narrator on Jan 26, 2009 11:50:35 GMT -6
The image of the queen materializes in the mirror as if it were a digital screen tracing her image into a photograph. The view through the mirror is like a dream, inviting and compelling to the viewers. The silence falls over them as they wait for Ciel to traverse the mirror and emerge in the Queen's charmingly cozy study.
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Post by Ciel on Jan 26, 2009 12:39:43 GMT -6
Ciel moved forward, her legs still not good to hold her that much. She reaches out a hand and moves to push through the mirror, her other hand still clutching Lysandor for dear life.
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Post by Lysandor on Jan 29, 2009 13:53:49 GMT -6
Lysandor puts the mirror's phrase to memory, and the frown lines between his brows fade somewhat. He puts his hand over Ciel's at her questions, and stares intently into the mirror. He tries to ignore the rising tide of guilt, and pain within. Now is not the time for it.
He slowly follows Ciel through the mirror, glancing back at Regent to try and decipher what the shapeshifter chancellor is up to.
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Post by Regent on Jan 30, 2009 11:06:20 GMT -6
Regent watches as the two meld into the mirror with a wide grin. He follows quickly after them. He merges from the wall and scoops Ciel and Lysandor into his arms as he looks to Ere like an excited school boy.
"Dearest Majesty, Your beloved Ciel and her escort Master Lysandor, wish to fawn over you... I simply could not deny our Ciel to be away from her beloved any longer. I simply could not bear that look of longing that shadows her glassy orbs as she daydreams of you when I am trying to teach her the arts of politic and state." He says as he playfully nudges Ciel to go to Ere.
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Post by Ciel on Jan 30, 2009 21:41:52 GMT -6
Ciel's eyes begin to fill with tears - unshed for the most part - glistening. She reaches a hand out to Ere, but almost pulls back. She keeps a hand on Lysandor's arm, her nails digging into him. She's scared.
Scared that this will be a dream. Scared that this isn't real. Scared that this is somehow a test that she will end up failing...
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Post by Ereshkigal on Feb 3, 2009 1:09:47 GMT -6
Ere looks up at Ciel and smiles, pure joy momentarily eclipsing the weariness on her face. As she slowly levers herself up to standing, it's clear she's still too thin, and the dark circles under her eyes are a testament to the sleep she's not getting.
Tenko leaps forward to dance circles around Ciel, yipping and generally getting in the way, demanding her attention. She snuggles against the Devil Cat succubus with abandon.
"Hey Ciel. Brother... Lysandor." Ereshkigal's eyes flick to Lysandor for no more than a second and then away again, a jumble of emotions quickly covered by blankness.
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Post by Ciel on Feb 3, 2009 18:49:06 GMT -6
The Devilcat smiles as tears run down her face. She reached down a little to pet Tenko and almost immediately after, she ran to Ere and picked her up in a hug. She held her close and inhaled deeply, swinging her around.
She was clearly happy to see her lover and at the moment, it showed.
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Post by Ereshkigal on Feb 12, 2009 1:50:40 GMT -6
Ere squeaks in startlement as Ciel picks her up, and wraps her arms and legs around the Devilcat, clinging close as she's spun.
"Don't, don't! I'm already a little queasy from waiting all night for you, kitten!" She laughs, trying to take deep breaths around her giggles. She hangs onto Ciel to get her bearings back, swaying a little.
"I missed you too." She says very softly.
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Post by Ciel on Feb 12, 2009 10:05:06 GMT -6
Ciel stopped short, letting Ere slide down her body. "Is it..it really you, my love? This... this is no dream?"
Somehow the DevilCat couldn't hide the distrust from her eyes. She couldn't bring herself to trust that this whole thing was real...
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Post by Regent on Feb 17, 2009 11:40:40 GMT -6
Regent smiles at the reunion. His eyes spark brilliantly at his bemusement over this teary scene. He marvels over the emotional outburst and he can't help but chuckle softly over the sentimentality of it all. He looks to Lysandor and wonders how long it will take for his facade to crack and he too becomes overwhelmed with emotional sentiment. He counts the seconds as he observes the fallen and ponders the meaning behind it all.
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Post by Lysandor on Feb 19, 2009 14:34:18 GMT -6
Lysandor stood next to Ciel for as long as she held him. When she ran to Ereshkigal, he stayed where he was, watching. His stance and posture are protective - despite the lack of threat - and he looks ready for just about anything.
He bows, formally. "Majesty... it is good to see you again."
He doesn't ask the question foremost in his mind, not wanting to ruin the happy reunion with talk of the Queen's obvious lack of health, or about her studies. He remains where he is, letting Ciel and Ereshkigal reacquaint themselves.
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Post by Ciel on Feb 21, 2009 0:21:11 GMT -6
She leaned down, placing soft, fluttery kisses across her Queen's face and neck. If this was not real, it most certainly felt real.
She couldn't think...why was she doubting that her love was real? Why was she doubting what she could very obviously touch?
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Post by Ereshkigal on Feb 23, 2009 1:39:54 GMT -6
Ereshkigal catches Ciel's chin in her hands and really kisses her, letting herself forget for a moment the rest of the world... or most of it. After a long moment she breaks away, stroking Ciel's cheek.
"I am very real or we are both dreaming, my love. Either one works for me." She grins because she can't help it, hugging Ciel tight to her.
"And if I'm dreaming of you in my arms I don't ever want to wake up." She peeks around Ciel and looks at Lysandor, smiling reservedly.
"Hi Lysandor, it's been a while. How are the recruits treating you? You don't look too black and blue..."
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Post by Ciel on Feb 23, 2009 21:44:58 GMT -6
Ciel seemed too stunned to react at first when Erishkegal kissed her. But it was more than obvious that she regained herself quickly. She kissed her love back with more gusto than was necessary. She even blushed a bit at her exiled Queen's words.
Ciel buried her face in the little blue haired demon's neck and breathed. What else could she say? She just wanted to stay in that embrace, perhaps later drawing Lysandor with her, forever.
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Post by Lysandor on Feb 26, 2009 21:10:31 GMT -6
If Lysandor catches the double meaning in Ereshkigal's words, he doesn't show it. He bows his head agian.
"My recruits are improving," he replies. "Their raw talent will soon be honed to what is expected by the Elite commanders."
The only sign that the scarred Fallen is nervous, touched, or feeling anything is the very slight tension around his eyes.
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Post by Ciel on Feb 27, 2009 6:19:18 GMT -6
Ciel was still buried in her Queen's neck.
Very slowly, one beautiful toned arm reached back towards Lysandor, beckoning him to come to them. She did not care how it looked. She wanted to hold them both. Somehow it would make her feel much better.
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Post by Regent on Mar 6, 2009 15:13:33 GMT -6
Regent steps up to Ereshkigal. "Enjoy your reunion, however, I must urge you to keep it brief Majesty. I must now attend to other matters... by your leave."
At that he pets Ciels' soft red hair. With a wink and a smile he disappears in a cloud of dust and sparks of electricity.
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Post by Ciel on Mar 7, 2009 15:42:50 GMT -6
Ciel pulled back from her, and again there were tears in her eyes. "Brief, brief, brief. Why must every angels-be-damned good thing we get together be brief? Can I not enjoy my love without limits, just for once?"
She sounded more sad that truly annoyed at that moment, her tears hot and insistent.
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