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Post by Lysandor on Mar 14, 2008 14:52:00 GMT -6
"Very well," Lysandor says as he motions to a burly Elite standing at attention at the perimeter. He looks to the captain with a small frown. "Next time send word through one of the servants if you find things out of your control."
The Fallen Elite walks back to the rendezvous point. He sees Thane with a tall, Rachet Pe'ri lady he had never met, and he wonders idlely if she might have been involved in the delay of the sitrep.
"My lady," he says, bowing to the woman, and turns his attention to Thane. "There was some trouble with gatecrashing, but the situation is now under control. I will continue to monitor it in case they should continue to be so overwhelmed." He pauses, momentarily allowing a slight look of annoyance to cross his sterling eyes, but it's gone as quickly. "How fared you?"
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Illyon
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Marquis Incubus
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Post by Illyon on Mar 14, 2008 15:15:58 GMT -6
Illyon looks at Valentine with an unreadable expression, his black eyes glittering strangely. He smiles and gives a small, half bow.
"I meant no disrespect, of course," he says. The Incubus straightens, his expression still smiling, but more serious. "I am merely voicing a growing concern among the nobility." He turns to Ciel, open and friendly. "Forgive me if I seem to overstep my boundries, but do understand that this is a valid concern, one that you can perhaps lay to rest?"
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Post by Ciel on Mar 24, 2008 1:46:41 GMT -6
Ciel became cold towards him just then and raised herself high. "I believe that I have answered your question quite adequately Marquis." She turned to Valentine and smiled again, yet still speaking to Illyon even though she refused to look at him.
"I must retire to the Chancellor's tent now. I believe he is in need of me. If you will excuse me."
She turned very deftly on her heel and strode off in the direction of Regent's tent, still trying to catch what breath she had left. That was exhausting and she could really see why people did not like the nobles much. They were a certain workout.
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Tremaya
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Hell?s City Library Administrator
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Post by Tremaya on Mar 24, 2008 2:07:33 GMT -6
Tre'Maya smiled and curtsied deeply to the Elite standing in front of her. Good eve, Elite, Master Thane. She was very warm when addressing them both, but still within her station.
She smirked a bit as Lysandor mentioned gatecrashers. Some people are never satisfied. They try for things they wish to achieve so badly when some that have the privilege would really rather not. But such is the way of things, I suppose.
She motions toward Vetli and nods. My colleague is to accompany me as well. At the question she nods to Lysandor and sighs. I have fared well Elite. Though parties such as these make my librarian's pride wilt. My books, I must admit, miss me when I am gone too long from them, but I suppose that when duty calls, one must answer.
She looked at him for a moment, regarding his sterling eyes. I do not believe that I have met you Master Elite. What is your name?
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Post by Thane on Mar 24, 2008 11:18:19 GMT -6
Thane nods to Lysandor and he smirks to his report. "I appears that this is the place to be tonight. The check point was also brought to disarray by a crafty youngling and a very tall and rightfully upset noble woman being used as a canopy for subterfuge. He snickers a bit under his breath trying to hide his smirk of the situation. Master Lysandor allow me to introduce the Grand Duchess, Lady Tre'Maya De'Velt, and her assistant Professor Vetli Cha'ret... M'Lady, meet my comrade in arms, Commandant Lysandor of the Elite Guard." Thane says with real presence to his voice being as official sounding as possible.
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Post by Lysandor on Mar 24, 2008 12:34:14 GMT -6
Lysandor nods to both Tre'Maya and Thane. "It gives some of the Elite something to do while we protect the nobility of Hell during a party."
He bows when he and Tre'Maya and Vetli are introduced. "My lady, it is a pleasure to meet you and your colleague." He rises, and acknowledges both the Rachet Pe'ri and Demonling. "I trust you will find some enjoyment among your peers."
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Post by Narrator on Mar 24, 2008 12:35:41 GMT -6
The band begins to play the official theme for the empire and the crowd erupts in applause. The since of patriotism sparks high though a few among the crowd do not share the ecstatic enthusiasm. The curtain parts a bit as devil troop in nice suits walk out on stage and begins to set up the last minute items to the stage and take their assigned positions. The Gayla is about to begin.
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Post by Arianna on Mar 25, 2008 7:26:08 GMT -6
Arianna is pulled from deep thought by the sound of the empires anthem and after one more long gaze out over the crowd she walks toward Regent
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Nyxereos
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The Dark Earth
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Post by Nyxereos on Mar 25, 2008 16:00:02 GMT -6
Nyxereos stops flying around the island as he perches on top of the gazebo. He watches the crowd cheer for the anthem and he watches them all wondering in their enjoyment to the song. He can't fathom it. Why could a song bring such emotion... instead his attentions move to the wingless fallen and the Hound escorting the Pe'Ri and her charge to the Chancellor. He then looks to Ciel, the leccubi cat that the Chancellor dotes on like a spoiled child. He shakes his head silently... it feels that he will never understand them all. He is now one of them yet worlds apart as he is not of them... He cannot grasp their ways nor recognize any of their traditions as familiar. He leans on the iron rail and ponders it all for any grain of understanding.
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Post by Ciel on Mar 25, 2008 23:00:46 GMT -6
Ciel paused before she left completely and turned to Valentine. " Amabassador, if you would, could you accompany me to the Chancellor's tent? I believe that he and you should be introduced."
She wanted to anger the Marquis. She wanted him to feel left out. She wanted him to stew.
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Illyon
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Marquis Incubus
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Post by Illyon on Mar 26, 2008 10:07:35 GMT -6
Illyon bows to Ciel and Valentine, a small smile playing on his full lips. He takes a step back as he rises, giving both the Leccubi Ambassador and Regent's representative more room to leave.
"It was a pleasure meeting you ladies," he says, still smiling, though his black eyes glitter emotionlessly. He nods to them. "Ambassador Le'Noir, Lady Trakand . . ."
He continues to smile warmly as they leave, not giving the Devilcat Succubus the pleasure of seeing her barb hit.
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Regent
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The Regent of Darkness
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Post by Regent on Mar 26, 2008 14:56:26 GMT -6
Regent looks preoccupied by his pre-show preparations. He Directs the demons here and there and soon he looks about and nods to himself. "Well... all that is left is my vizier... who should go right there... I wonder what in Hell is keeping her?" He says a bit agitated as he looks to Arianna with a nervous smile. He taps his foot a second and then he throws his hands up into the air. In a flash his flat black clothes reform into very stately garb full of color and very vibrant. Streams of flame retrace the seams and its shape fits his form perfectly. "What do you think ambassador? Too flashy? he asks her with a whirl for her to see the costume in its entirely.
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Post by Arianna on Mar 26, 2008 19:29:48 GMT -6
Arianna, sensing Regent's uneasiness, smiled at him reassuringly as he finalized the preparations for the main event. She laughs and claps happily as Regent performs his spectacular wardrobe change.
"Absolutely not chancellor, it's perfect, if your theatrics backstage are any clue as to what the main event has in store, we shall be in for a fabulous show."
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Post by Valentine on Mar 26, 2008 21:39:58 GMT -6
Valentine raises her eyebrows at Ciel's rather obvious insult to the Marquis and gesturing for her to lead the way.
"I would be very pleased at an opportunity to meet the Chancellor, Lady Trakand." She murmurs, her voice bland.
"Thank you for your company, Marquis de Verrin."
She nods to Illyon and moves after Ciel, shaking her head once they are out of his sight. She still has her glass of wine and she takes a rather large drink of it to hide her smile. The music starts and up Valentine looks at Ciel, her expression faintly nervous.
"Lady Trakand, I would indeed like to meet the Chancellor- but perhaps this is not the best time? I am sure he's very busy just now."
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Post by Ciel on Mar 27, 2008 20:17:40 GMT -6
Naturally, Ciel paid the Marquis's final bow out no mind whatsoever and smiled to Valentine.
"Very well then. We shall bring you to the tent that houses our leader for the moment, Ambassador."
Valentine's reluctance to go to the Chancellor made her chuckle. "Have you not heard the human saying, 'There is no time like the present' , milady Ambassador?" She winked and kept walking to the tent. She was getting to have trouble breathing from the damned corset and her feet were killing her...
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Tremaya
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Hell?s City Library Administrator
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Post by Tremaya on Mar 27, 2008 20:26:00 GMT -6
Tre'Maya nods to Lysandor and notes the starting music. Very lovely to meet you Lysandor. However, that music means to me that I must be getting to the Chancellor's tent, posthaste.
Vetli nods as well, saying nothing.
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Post by Thane on Mar 28, 2008 11:23:54 GMT -6
Thane nods in agreement. "Yes our Chancellor must not be kept waiting... the show must go on..." he says as he lifts Tre'Maya's hand to depart. "Please excuse me for a short while Master Lysandor... I must escort the Duchess to the Chancellor immediately... please cover my post till I am able to return." with a slight bow to Tre'Maya he guides her gently by the hand toward the gazebo's back entrance.
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Post by Narrator on Mar 28, 2008 11:27:03 GMT -6
The hound, lady and demonling make quick time to the rear of the gazebo. The great hound nods at the elite stationed before the back door and they unbar the door to allow them entry. They snake through the back stage lot and up to the stage wings off the main gantry. Where the lovely Fey ambassador speaks to the Chancellor from the wings of the stage.
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Regent
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The Regent of Darkness
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Post by Regent on Mar 29, 2008 11:47:52 GMT -6
Regents face visibly relaxes into a genuine smile when Tre'maya makes her entrance. He walks toward her with and he stops before them all. "Grand Duchess... I had feared that the crowd had swallowed you whole my dear. I'm glad to see you are in fine style this eve. Alow me to present Ambassador Arianna Fey Duskrequim, representative of the Dark Elven Kingdom. Ambassador... It is my pleasure to present the Grand Duchess Tre'Maya De'Velt, My Grand Vizier and confidant."
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Post by Valentine on Apr 3, 2008 10:20:02 GMT -6
Valentine trails after Ciel as they come to the tent. She smooths her dress out needlessly and hooks some of her black hair behind her ear.
"It has been a long time, Lady. But yes, I do know some human idioms. And I suppose I cannot be more ready than I am."
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