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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Dec 8, 2010 13:46:40 GMT -5
Early Spring
I had been to the temple and paid my respects to the god. I had also been to my home and opened it to the fresh air once more. Having placed out a few feelers in the city it did not take long for me to realize that many things had changed in my absence. That was all well and good but my purses and coffers were full even if I was walking with a limp and I was not planning on being morose.
So I had cleaned up and made my way to the natural place for my line Valerian. I wore a fresh pair of clean leather breeches laced over matching doe skin boots. My tunic was loose fitting unlike the tight breeches and was the brightest shade of blue that matched my Shahrizai eyes. As I entered the front door I paused to ponder and simply take in the familiar place.
A small predatory smile bloomed on my lips as I did not greet anyone straight away but instead waited to see if any recalled me. I wondered who had made their marquee and departed and who had made their debut as well as well as myriad other thoughts. Still limping slightly on the bad knee I walked deeper into the sweetest of the houses of night blooming flowers.
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Post by Olivia nó Valerian on Dec 8, 2010 20:47:24 GMT -5
I was passing through the hallways on my way back from the library when I felt the hairs on the back of my neck begin to tingle and I looked up curiously. My eyes immediately found the one thing that was different, the man in the blue tunic. Without realizing it, my hand moved to smooth the skirt of my cream colored dress.
I held still, watching him and wondering just who he was.
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Dec 8, 2010 20:53:40 GMT -5
Apparently I was getting my bearings back as I was not surprised again so recently and I noted the fetching adept even before she noted me. I watched her smooth her gown and cocked my head at her my eyes narrowing to predatory slits as they often did when in the presence of the load stones that called to my very nature. I slowly let my gaze drag over her body from head to toe.
I then walked closer with my mild limp on the bad knee and in my usual way mildly invaded her personal space before doing a small circuit around her. I then paused behind her so she would have to turn if she wished to look at me. I at last greeted her in my soft sibilant voice "Ah I do not believe I know you, but then I have been gone for some considerable time."
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Post by Olivia nó Valerian on Dec 8, 2010 20:58:27 GMT -5
It was all I could do to repress the shiver that threatened to move through me as he circled me. I had a momentary flash of sympathy for the deer being hunted by the wolf.
His voice washed over me like a caress and my lips parted as I inhaled sharply.
“I am Olivia, my lord,” I said softly, not looking at him.
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Dec 8, 2010 21:03:01 GMT -5
Mmmmm, nice to meet you Olivia *I answered while letting my breath tickle the nape of her neck. Not quite touching her but daring her to turn and look at me all the same. Often times I did not enjoy my nature but on this occasion I was. After traveling abroad it was so nice to be back home where I did not have to hide my nature.*
I suppose your sisters that I have known in the past have moved on now. It makes me feel so old. *In fact I was not very old but I often times felt like I was. It seemed I had, had a very eventful life.*
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Post by Olivia nó Valerian on Dec 8, 2010 21:09:11 GMT -5
Ah gods, he was so close. I could feel the heat of him, smell his predatory maleness; it made my nipples hardened within my bodice.
Moving nothing but my head, I turned towards him, his breath now whispering against my cheek. “Is there someone you are looking for, my lord?” I asked softly. “I can find her for you if she is still here.”
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Dec 8, 2010 21:16:43 GMT -5
Ah, but I think you have captured my interests *as she turned her head I moved ever so slightly still not letting her see me. My chest ever so slightly brushing against her back.* I know more than a few of your sisters but if placed on the spot Douleur is the one that sticks in my mind the most as we had a particularly interesting evening with the Duchess Shahrizai whilst attending a wedding once.
*I fell silent pondering that before adding* and that reminds me I need to visit Anacrasia and offer my condolences. I heard of her loss shortly after returning to the country.
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Post by Olivia nó Valerian on Dec 8, 2010 21:20:33 GMT -5
The shiver I had been holding to broke loose as he touched me, my breath catching once more.
“She left Valerian to take a position with the Duchess,” I informed him.
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Dec 8, 2010 21:25:07 GMT -5
Ah well I guess I will see her soon enough then. *It was a bit taboo to touch without contract but I was never much of a rules follower everyone knew that since even my own odd family often called me odd. So I let my fingers trail up the length of her spine to lightly tangle in her hair before I pulled her head back so she was looking at me and I was looking down at her* would you like to keep me company for the evening?
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Post by Olivia nó Valerian on Dec 8, 2010 21:29:27 GMT -5
The demure glance was one I had never quite mastered, so it was that my eyes met his as he pulled my head back. I could feel my pulse beating hard in my throat, my chest rising and falling with the quickened pace of my breathing.
“Yes, my lord,” I answered, my voice soft but steady.
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Dec 8, 2010 21:33:38 GMT -5
*She held my gaze firmly I liked that actually though many of my family would not.* Splendid *I hissed* would you mind accompanying me home? Some of my family vexes me and there are always more than a few about. *I gave her a devilish smile as I tugged her head back a little further causing her back to arch. Since she had spine enough to meet my gaze I thought enough of her to ask her opinions.*
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Post by Olivia nó Valerian on Dec 8, 2010 21:38:56 GMT -5
“It would be my pleasure, my lord,” I breathed, just managing to hold both my balance and his gaze as he arched my back. Part of me pointed out I didn’t even know his name, but the rest of me told that part to keep quiet, I didn’t need his name. He was a patron, and more than that I was drawn to him, to the animalness of him. I wanted him.
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Post by Gadleon Shahrizai on Dec 8, 2010 21:52:04 GMT -5
*I released my grip and allowed her to straighten up and then moved to stand in front of her. * Thank you, my name is Gadleon by the way. Indeed I think I may keep you for several days if that turns out to be acceptable. I have done very well on a business trip and you probably noticed the bad knee so I could use some help.
*Then not waiting for a reply I moved off to tend the paper work. I had after all rented a carriage for the night as I had been told to stay off the horse till the knee healed. I felt like I should get my use out of it and I could use a woman around for a few days or weeks who knew?*
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