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Post by Admin on Mar 20, 2005 19:26:00 GMT -6
As the group reaches the end of the hall The Queen pushes open a door into the slightly brighter day of hell. The sound of weapons overwhelms you for a moment as well as the bright electric lighting shining down on the battle area. The smell of sweat and leather is pervasive and your eyes are caught by light glinting off the metal of the swords, armor and various other weapons and bodyparts.
The queen gives you a moment and then heads off across the practice grounds obvilious to the bows curtsies and deep nods she receieves. She approaches a pair of tall male demons. One is blonde with large wing shaped metal plates, he is watching the troop manuvers. The other a deep red devil, his huge bat wings tipped with blades. He watches the approaching group with interest.
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Post by Collage on Mar 20, 2005 19:28:44 GMT -6
In the presence of other Elite, Collage stand as upright as is possible for her, and makes her way through the mock battles behind the Queen, her tail wrapping tightly around one of her thighs to keep it from wildly slapping at the dust. She gives a reverent bow to both males on her approach.
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Post by Ilinid on Mar 21, 2005 21:12:51 GMT -6
*A crash of noise, almost a wave of it, hits Ilinid right in the elfin ears, and winces ever so slightly. The electrical lighting makes her eyes squint, so rare is it that she has to affront her faerie optics with such garish and harsh sun simulation. To her credit, she adapts quickly and with practiced grace. Looking about, Ilinid takes in everything, small detail in armor and appearance that most would overlook, technique and stance, hair color, eye color... everything. Then the Queen walks on and the elf follows with hasty languidness. She does not nod back at the men who bow at the Queen, simply watches them as they genuflect, watches closely.
Then two specific figures are approached and Ilinid notices Collage's respectful bow to them. Interesting. Ilinid will not acknowledge any stature until she introduced, of course, which is only proper. The tall blonde with metal wings takes her interest more than the deep red devil. There was a story behind wings such as that, perhaps some drama and intrigue as well. Pain, certainly. Whatever the story, Ilinid, being one of the court is, of course, simply fascinated by such possibilities. She makes a mental note to find out some day, and turns attention to the Queen, waiting for her moment to be introduced, browsed raised, chin tipped upwards and lids low. It would almost appear haughty were the expression on someone else, but considering her small size and where she is, it's obvious she's feeling the need to increase physical stature, puffing herself up as it were.*
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Post by Zavael on Mar 21, 2005 21:54:10 GMT -6
The demon next to Zarek is a stark contrast to the General next to him. Wearing very little, nothing more than a hakama, He is about the same height as Lye. He has long black hair, tied up, and is shining with sweat. The tips and thumbs on his wings are capped with long metal blades. As the group approaches he bows deeply, than with a big grin, something very in contrast with the General, he quickly waves to the group. "Look here, the queen found her self a new pet it looks like. And a very good looking one at that." He bows again to Illinid and, grinning widely, takes her hand and kisses it.
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Post by Admin on Mar 21, 2005 21:56:39 GMT -6
The Queen gives the devil a rather reproachful look, and sighs.
"Zavael, this is Ambassador Ilinid Suloti from the Dark Elven court. she is not my pet, or anyones. Treat her as a respected Lady please. And why didn't you tell me you'd gotten back!" She bounces once on the balls of her feet then springs forwards and hugs Zavael around the waist, whispering in his ear.
"But if you seduce her I want to know details, K?"
She hugs hum only breifly before backing off and turning to Zarek, with a curious look.
"My general, we are also expecting another from Lady Suloti's court, a fighter. Has she reported in yet? And why didn't you tell me that Zavael was back?"
She turns back to Ilinid smoothly.
"When I was very small before Lye became my bodygaurd, I was protected by a small cadre of the Elite. Zarek and Zavael were both members of my gaurds. During the last war, so many of my fathers leaders died with him that I was forced to change much of the armies structure to compensate. So I promoted those I trusted, and knew to be capable."
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Post by Ilinid on Mar 22, 2005 18:14:49 GMT -6
*Ilinid smiles at both males, nodding to each in turn as she is introduced... and raises her brows as the devil takes her hand and kisses it, though her smile deepens at the action, as well. It was not an improper thing to do and the gesture is appreciated, though the words are bold and could have been better chosen. Ilinid's brow stays smooth, however, as the Queen corrects the devil. The elfin ambassador smoothly removes her hand from Zavael's soft grasp and lowers it back to her side. The her eyes widen ever-so-slightly in surprise as the Queen literally leaps into action and embraces Zavael. She does not hear the Queen's whisper over the din of the training grounds.*
*When the Queen mentions another from the Elven court, Ilinid's ears perk, actually flicking just slightly. She had heard rumor, but when she left the courts for Hell, no absolute decision had been made. The words "she" and "fighter" alert Ilinid to exactly of whom the Queen speaks as she was the only being considered who would fit the description... all the rest had been males. Ilinid smiles to herself, pleased by this decision. It would be nice to have another of her own here, maybe one a little less strapped into protocol as well, for the benefit of Hell's denizens, as Ilinid is well aware of her anal retentive nature*
*Then her attention is taken again by the young Queen as she explains the situation to the elf and offers a deep nod at the words* Then they are exalted servants, Majesty. And friends, as well, it seems. *Ilinid smiles* Fortuituous circumstances for all involved. And speaking of such, Majesty, you made mention of another of my court..?
*General Zarek. Apparently the male with the metallic wings, as he isn't formerly introduced, but Zavael is, so by means of deduction--*
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Lye
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Post by Lye on Mar 22, 2005 18:17:34 GMT -6
Lye softly smiles and waves. "Hi gentlemen. You both look well today."
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Post by Aillysu on Mar 22, 2005 18:18:43 GMT -6
A lithe, dark-haired elf worms her way through the crowd, her brows furrowed slightly as she occasionally elbows someone in her way. Her sleeveless tunic in a burnt-orange color hung down just above her knees, and it vainly showed Lysu's arms; well-honed and larger than most females'. Buttery-soft brown leather breeches clung to muscled legs and tucked neatly into calf length boots. Lysu glanced around quickly, her small wings tucked in to protect them from the crowd. Her tawny eyes searched more thuroughly, finally lighting on The Queen and the ambassador, Ilinid. A smile drifts across her bronzed face as she recognizes the ambassador and Lysu finally squeezes thru the last of the crowd.
With an elaborate bow, Lysu presents herself to The Queen "Your majesty, I beg your pardon on arriving so tardily. My escort seems to have become lost in all of this glistening flesh. I even had to pursuade myself to be more timely and to not partake in a practice session or two."
Lysu turns to Ilinid, giving her a more utilitarian bow, her left hand coming to rest on the hilt of her sword, "Ambassador Ilinid. It is a pleasure to see you once again." A broader smile threatens to bend her lips, but she suppresses it.
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Post by Lye on Mar 22, 2005 18:19:57 GMT -6
Lye extends her left hand to Lysu, and motions with her right hand first to the Queen. "Hello, ma'am, you already know Her Majesty and Ilinid; This is General Zarek," she motions to him, "And Lieutenant Zavael," motions to him, "Collage, a body guard of the high court," motions to her, "And I am Lye, the Queen's Personal body guard. It is a pleasure to meet you." She uses her right hand to softly motion to herself, and bows, still leaving her left arm extended for the other half of the greeting.
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Post by General Zarek on Mar 22, 2005 18:22:27 GMT -6
General Zarek looks down at the ground for a moment, trying to figure out how to get around answering.
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Post by Zavael on Mar 22, 2005 18:24:43 GMT -6
The devil looks at the ambassador with surprise. "oh, I am very sorry. I am not use to seeing Orchid or the Queen with someone not of the court and not have a leash on them." He nudges zarek in the side and smiles broadly at him. "As for him, he forgot I came back. He forgot I even left or why. It's a good thing he can weild a sword, otherwise I'd be in charge." He laughs at the General, knowing that a match will later insue for that insult.
At the approach of the the other elf, the demon gets more excited. Hopefully these aren't like most of the female denizens I run into that prefer the company of their own kind, he thinks to himeself, smirking at the thought. Her getting lost in the 'glistening bodies' was a very good sign though.
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Post by Collage on Mar 22, 2005 18:26:24 GMT -6
Watching intently as the training battles continue, Collage eyes the newcomer wryly. Her tail twitches and slaps at the dust, much to her own annoyance, but she still gives a pleasant nod as Lye introduces her.
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Post by Ilinid on Mar 22, 2005 18:28:21 GMT -6
*Ilinid's white face brightens as the other elf maid bows deeply to the Queen, speaks with her frank yet formal language, then turns and bows to the ambassador. Ilinid's brows raise at the greeting as she looks down her nose at the bowing elf guard, but the smile playing at the corners of her mouth belie any kind of superiority complex one might assume. Ilinid nods towards the dusky elf* Guardswoman Aillysu. A pleasant development. *And Ilinid is wryly amused at the fact the darker elf managed to keep herself from engaging with the 'glistening flesh' of the training grounds... in any capacity*
*The Ambassador smiles at Lye as she makes introductions. It's difficult not to immediatey like Lye, calm yet engaging as she is. But the Ambassador was not placed in the court to be swayed, but to uncover and learn. Perhaps not as simple as she first assumed. She hadn't expected Hell's citizens to be so... well, pleasant. Individual. Something. Orchid has been, so far, the closest to what Ilinid had deduced would dwell here*
*The elf gives a small nod to Zavael, though she was understandably -and understatedly- slightly rankled by the wrongful assumption he'd made* I understand, Lieutenant. Apology unneccesary, though appreciated. *Ilinid's luminous green eyes, slitted against the bright lights, flicker over to Zarek, who looks to the ground as if the dirt would hold answer for the Queen's question. Interesting. But Zavael speaks up for the General and Ilinid can't help but smile ever so slightly at his choice of words. Well played, actually. Lightly covered at no serious expense to the General. His excitement as Lysu shows is visible to one so trained and adept at observation as is Ilinid. The wheels in his mind are almost exposed with his look towards her. Maybe he liked elves. She idly wonders if he's ever even seen a female faerie before, though she's aware her predecessor had visited Hell for a short time... and that her predecessor was male*
*A quick flick of the eyes to Collage, quiet creature that she is. Her tail slaps the ground and stirs a small mote of dust. Under her color-shifting gown, Ilinid flutters her hidden wings. They were starting to cramp*
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Post by Admin on Mar 22, 2005 18:31:18 GMT -6
The Queen has been looking over Lysu since she first came into sight. She nods slightly to aknowledge that Ilinid has spoken but her eyes are narrowed and fixed on the approaching elven warrior. She tilts her head as Lysu joins the group her eyes flicking from Zarek to Zavael to Lye and back to Lysu again.
"Thank you Lye", she murmurs as Lye makes the introductions. After a few more moments she clears her throat softly.
"Lady Aillysu, while your Monarchs did assure me of your skill in battle I would like to see it for myself. We will clear the feild for you and Lutenient Zavael to have a short bout." A small butterfly floats to her hair landing and slowly fanning it's wings.
Above you the bright lights dim and flicker once then go out. The murmur of voices stops, the the clash of weapons stops and the Queen turns to Lye in the suddenly quiet dimness.
"Please clear the feild, Lye."
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Post by Lye on Mar 22, 2005 18:32:37 GMT -6
Lye quickly strolls over to where the large group of fighters are standing and gives a loud whistle for attention. "Alright, everybody hold it, and MOVE OFF of the field! You can watch but don't get in anybody's way." She watches as almost everybody clears off to the sides, then with an 'I am serious' look finally the stragglers go, and she moves back to where the Royal group is standing.
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Post by Admin on Mar 22, 2005 18:35:10 GMT -6
"Thanks. Now, Zavael, Lady Aillysu? If you please. Til first blood or until one of you is willing to call a halt." In her face you can once again see the iron will of a monarch. She gestures to the open practice field and waits.
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Post by Ilinid on Mar 22, 2005 18:36:36 GMT -6
*Ilinid draws in a very quiet, sharp breath, smile on her lips. Her green cat's eyes shine with inner light. This... THIS... a dual commanded by a Queen, be her however young, was the stuff of courts, the treat of the noble and royal. Peasants enjoyed nothing of such drama and grandeur. Ilinid /adores/ such things. She does wonder, however, how well Lysu will do... strong for an elven woman, to be sure, but not even as strong as an elven male, much less a warrior devil. But Lysu is quick and sure and sometimes skill and speed can more than make up for any lack of muscle. After all, it's not a wrestling match*
*Ilinid looks to her kinswoman with a supportive and encouraging smile, that light still bright in her eyes. A small nod... no doubt where her loyalties lie or to where her hopes fly. ~Make the elven court proud~ is the tacit cheer*
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Post by Aillysu on Mar 22, 2005 18:38:49 GMT -6
Lysu blinks once, her surprise quickly overcome with a look of utter self-assurance. "Your Majesty, it would be a privalege to have a bout with the lieutentant." She absently mindedly flexes her arm muscles, almost enthralled with how they dance under her dusky skin. With a flair for the dramatic, she winks slyly at Ilinid, a smirk twisting her lips and whirls in the direction of the practice area. Lysu's wings flutter with excitment and her hand carresses the hilt of her prized sword, given to her by her father.
Her mind whirls as she prepares herself for battle. She has yet to meet her match, never mind that she has never gone against a devil. Her mentor, her own father, would never leave anything out of her training. Her backbone snaps straight, almost amazed at her flighty thoughts. As her father had once said, "You are the best swordswoman on life." And so far, she had always proven it true. Why would now be any different?
She gives Zavael a brief bow, assuming equal to equal, and surely this trivial parrying would prove it so. She draws her sword from its scabbard, a bare whisper of steel as it is removed from its casing. With deliberate moves, she executes a ceremonial bow and assumes her stance.
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Post by Zavael on Mar 22, 2005 18:41:05 GMT -6
"Yay!!! This will be fun." Zavael says with a smile, stretching his wings out and flexes his arms. "Well, I'm ready." He says and strolls to the middle of the grounds waiting casually for the elf.
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Post by Admin on Mar 22, 2005 18:42:52 GMT -6
The Queen raises her hand and waits until the two are both in ready stances. Then she drops it and shouts,
"Begin." She takes a few steps back to stand next to Ilinid to watch the fight.
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