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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 10 2008, 05:39 PM (512 Views) | |
| Abnormal-Child | Aug 10 2008, 05:39 PM Post #1 |
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A Ball was taking place this evening. Nothing large, just a gathering of nobles for social reason more than anything else, yet it was no less grand. The ball room was alive with colour and movements. Body jeered and shifted with the sound of the music. Dresses and suits, flicked and rippled in the warmth of the room. Eyes gazed from masks and broad smiled lined dancers perfect months. The scene was something Logan wouldn’t often attend, seeing as the act of dressing to such a level of show and minding ones manners to such a degree was something of a drain to him, but he had been asked to made appearance by Arch Inquisitor Banza to charm the nobles and gather their support. He clothing were fine for this evening. His black shirt cut to the most modern of fashions, a dark grey silk lined waist coat rapped itself around his torso. His trousers were good fitting and his boots polished to a fine shine. Rapped around him, hung a long lavish black leather coat. Looking closer, his clothing was spattered with area’s of fine embroidery and a fine silver chain ran from his wait coat this his pocket, connected to a line time piece. He was clean shaven for one and his hair cut short for the occasion. On his arm stood his vision of a wife who stood head to two, rapped in line red and blade materials, which caught the curves of her hips and bosoms, yet bared not a speck of flesh. Her hands rapped in line silk red clover, his feet and legs covered by her dresses long hem and her face was showed in a soft black veil which showed the softest silhouette of what was her face. |
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| Ciri | Aug 11 2008, 12:31 AM Post #2 |
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Ciri had come with the Jester and the prince. She wore a lavendar dress that was a halter and a silver belt around her waist. Her hair was braided and there was a metal hair piece that looked as if she wore a crown of daisies upon her head. She wore simple sandals since she did not fair too well in fancy shoes. At one point, the prince was pulled away from her to meet some nobles and visitors. The young child wandered about, no one wishing to dance with her. She smiled seeing Logan and ran over. "Mr. Logan! Where have you been?" She asked him curiously. "Guess what!" She then said, wanting to tell him about the magical troll thing. |
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| Abnormal-Child | Aug 11 2008, 08:55 PM Post #3 |
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"Mr. Logan! Where have you been?", "Guess what!" “Oh hello there Ciri”, Logan replied with a toothy grin as she tottered over to them and spoke with her childish enthusiasm. “Might I introduce you to my lovely wise Rose. Rose, this is Ciri, the charming girl I told you about”, he intruded the pair with a soft caring tone and a look of approval in his eye. “Ah hello Ciri, a pleasure to meet you”, Rose spoke in a gentle tone, her voice was almost like music. She bent her knees likely and squatted before the child and locked eyes with her for a moment though her soft white vial. “It is true, you are as lovely as he’d described you”, she added with a quant smile then pushed herself graceful to her feet and softly brushed the hem of her dress lightly to flick off any specks of dust. “So what you got me guessing about?”, Logan asked with a smile as his wife rapped her arm around his once more and glanced around the room in wonder for a moment then returned her focus upon their current company. |
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| Ciri | Aug 12 2008, 01:48 AM Post #4 |
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"Hiya!" She greeted the woman cheerfully.Then as the woman bent down and spoke to her, Ciri turned a deep red. Afterwards. it slowly faded and she became her normal cheery self. "So Mr. Logan! I met something, at the gardens. He was a bit scary though. He was troll I think, or something like that. Small green and pointy. We played the question game and said something about magic. Something about void magic, do you know anything about it?" She asked him curiously. "After that, I walked away, I didn't like him." |
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| Abnormal-Child | Aug 12 2008, 11:41 AM Post #5 |
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"Hiya!", "So Mr. Logan! I met something, at the gardens. He was a bit scary though. He was troll I think, or something like that. Small green and pointy. We played the question game and said something about magic. Something about void magic, do you know anything about it?”, "After that, I walked away, I didn't like him." “Hmm seems like you had a pretty eventful day there”, Logan said causally, not letting slip his part in all of this. He eyed the child for a moment with a smile and though his words over for a moment, yet his wife was quick to speak up. “Sounds more like a goblin dear, horrid little beasts, I hear they roam in the sewers under the city”, she explained with a soft smile from behind her vial, making sure not to speak up about the void due fear of being noticed her clothing were rather concealing which could be expected for a void user of her level. “Hmm how to explain this, have you been taught about Arago, the higher power and the struggle beyond?”, Logan asked with some curiosity to his tone. |
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| Ciri | Aug 12 2008, 08:19 PM Post #6 |
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Ciri shook her head, "No sir. I'm not taught anything. The advisers neither want the Prince nor I to know anything about it. They say that even the Jester's party tricks can be dangerous. They say we are to young," she told him. The men wanted the prince sheltered so that when strange things such as magic users attacked, he would seek help and then, the shurch would gain a great amount of power, without much of a fight or even a question. |
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| Abnormal-Child | Aug 13 2008, 09:05 PM Post #7 |
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"No sir. I'm not taught anything. The advisers neither want the Prince nor I to know anything about it. They say that even the Jester's party tricks can be dangerous. They say we are to young," “Hmm one is never to young to take up faith…”, the notion was very strange in Logan’s eyes. Why on earth would the Church, forbid learning such stuff, surely their young minds would be like sponges to the topic. His mind starting to tick away on the topic, like clock works, questions were answered and others rose the surface. “Well I advice you stay away from anything connected to the Void”, Logan finished with a soft smiled on his lips. A soft whisper brushed his ear from his wife and he responded with a knowing nod. “Well it’s been nice to meet you Ciri, I’ll hopefully see you again tonight”, Rose said with a smile and with that broke her grip on Logan and drifted into the masses and broke into conversation with a number of rich nobles, she would soon either rob or gain their trust and funding for her husbands means. “Care for a dance Ciri?”, Logan asked with a smile as he extended his right hand out before him. His hands were rapped, like his wives in black level gloves, which covered the damages inflicted upon them from resent use while “integrating” someone with a range of tools. |
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| Ciri | Aug 14 2008, 02:30 AM Post #8 |
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She nodded, "Yes sir, but I'm not very good," she blushed as her tiny hand reached up and rested in his own. She followed him out onto the floor where everyone was dancing beautifully in the child's eyes. The Prince seemed busy meeting people and on occasion, she would look over curiously, but she did like Logan. Strangely enough, she seemed to have some fun with the man, almost as if she understood him in some unspoken language of sorts. |
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| Jester | Aug 15 2008, 12:57 PM Post #9 |
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The an a sweet music waltzed into the room out of nothing, like a shadow creeping as the sun finally begun to mambo towards the setting of its prime. It was the Jester playing a lively little tune in his rather curious violin. "Greetings!" his smile stretching as far as a rainbow, "Well then, Lady Ciri must learn to dance lest she be left alone. Dancing after is a as vital as a spoon, knives and forks in the palace! So Jester elected to play his music! La la la la la" The Jester was no dunce with a violin. The music of the small stringed instrument calmed his soul. But today it served a different purpose, music. |
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| Abnormal-Child | Aug 19 2008, 09:07 PM Post #10 |
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“Oh I’m rather terrible myself I’ll have you know”, he said with a smile, but in truth he was rather strong in the art seeing as he did come from a rich background and he did have some experience in the art, yet he was known to be quite the aggressive dancers, yet today he would be more on the tender for his partner was well below his height and weight. As the Jester waltz towards them, words running off his tong and his hand flicking and shifting with the movement of his fiddle and toothy smile rolled over his face as he watched over the fellow with some joy. “Greetings my friend, quite the talented fellow aren’t you”, Logan commented with a smile, while his mind was really working over the fact this man might just might be the killing of the late king. It was possible, he was nimble, friend, easy to like, he most likely would come and go with some easy, but did he have the cunning to do such a act. With a smile he moved and shifted with his partner to the music, taking care not to move to fast or energetically. “So Ciri what have you been up to since we last spoke?”. |
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| Ciri | Aug 21 2008, 02:53 AM Post #11 |
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Ciri giggled as the jester joked about. Then when Logan spoke, her attention turned to him. "Wellll..." she said prolonging the word as she thought on it, "There was the goblin thingy, and meeting some new friends, and um, yeah, not much. How have things been for you Mister Logan?" She asked him curiously as they danced. Her small feet scuttling to keep up with his longer strides. |
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| Abnormal-Child | Sep 16 2008, 06:17 PM Post #12 |
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“Oh things have been satisfactory. Works still gives me troubles but overall things are well. Still recovering from the Kings cremation, still have nightmares of that day”, he pondered on the matter for a moment, his eyes had grown cold and dead like they often did when torturing prisoners. With a slow sweep of his eyes, he picked out the figures of importance’s about him, taking note of the nobles positions and checking their well being. His cold eyes settled on Ciri then he recalled himself, not wanting to upset her with his grim expression. “Oh my dear you dance very well for someone so young”, he complemented with a smile as he slowly twirled her. |
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| Ciri | Sep 18 2008, 11:41 AM Post #13 |
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She smiled, "It's one of my lessons here in the castle," she said brightly. "Do you miss the King that much?" Ciri then asked him, somewhat worriedly. She didn't like that he was having nightmares and she felt bad about it. |
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| Abnormal-Child | Sep 20 2008, 10:24 AM Post #14 |
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“In truth I didn’t know him personally but I knew what he stood for and I lived under his rules during his short reign. I felt he served us well during my time as a city guard. The higher power only knows if our knew prince will follow in his fathers foot steps”, Logan muttered the last part with a slight fluster of worry in his throat. “So your time with the prince and the jester so far has been pleasant?”, Logan asked trying to continue the conversation best he could seeing as he felt he was running out of things to discuss. |
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| Ciri | Sep 23 2008, 12:26 AM Post #15 |
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She nodded, "Yes sir. I've have lots of fun with them. It's just the other people don't like me so much. The other men, I hear their whispers. They say a peasant girl is no fit friend for the future King," she said in a hurtfull manner. At her age, positions meant nothing to children, everyone was a friend, but to adults, it was a way of life, and she did not understand this. |
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