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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Sept 23, 2007 2:38:14 GMT -5
I walked into The Cockeral and took a look around. I wasn't sure why I had come, though part of me knew it was to see if my mother had been making return trips. I had not been back since that day with preparations for the wedding and the assignations I had paid for. The two had taken a good chunk out of my savings and I knew I would not spend the money for future assignations. Thankfully I was still gainfully employed at Mandrake so I was still able to take out some frustration.
I walked up to the bar, happy enough to just sit there. I had not seen my mother so I decided to just look around and see if anyone at interest was there. The bar tender asked what I want and I ordered some dark rum.
I sipped my drink, turning down the offer for food so that I would not run up a tab. I was feeling the looseness of my current spending, though I couldn't call myself broke.
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Sept 23, 2007 3:03:56 GMT -5
It had been a few days since my last meeting with Aramis, and I had a mind to roam the Cockeral, have a drink, and eavesdrop on the beat of the city, and so I entered, noting almost immediately the moonstruck hair of Ideaus, which conjured a wide grin.
Forgoing my initial plans, I took a step and sat beside him, and smugly ordering a shot of whiskey. I smiled for it - the eiran liquor made me think of my intended, and how she drank so comfortably from my glass.
"Fancy meeting you here, Sir Mandrake," I said with a wide smile.
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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Sept 23, 2007 3:15:03 GMT -5
I noticed Yvan soon after he had walked in and noted with pleasure as he came and sat beside me. It was somewhat amusing that we both ended up in here at the same time again.
I returned his smile but didn't make it seem to greatful for his presence. If anything it was easy to forget about the things that were troubling me when he was around. He was quite distracting.
"Same to you my generous patron, what brings you here?"
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Sept 23, 2007 3:36:35 GMT -5
I chuckled - and grinned. "My usual wanderings, though it seems something - pardon, some one, else, will keep me here," I replied without looking him straight in the eye. Even out of Mandrake, he had his usual effect on me, and I almost shuddered in submission.
"What of you, my skilled Ideaus?" I asked with a smile.
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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Sept 23, 2007 3:49:34 GMT -5
I raised a brow at Yvan mentioning someone else. We did not talk about relationships of that sort during our assignations so I did not know about his personal life in that regard.
"Someone?" I asked. I was curious but not worried, I was confident in his patronage to me. I didn't think he would quit any time soon.
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Sept 23, 2007 4:10:04 GMT -5
"I came in heedlessly, but I will be staying to enjoy your company, if you don't mind," I replied with a wide grin, understanding he hadn't quite picked up my subtle compliment. "How have you been, since I last saw you?" I asked quietly.
I toyed with my glass, smelled it, and eventually took a sip, giving a frown at the taste of it, but smiling for the familiar burning sensation as it hit my gut.
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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Sept 23, 2007 13:46:38 GMT -5
Yvan's slightly submissive behavior was catching and I held back the urge to just grab him by his hair and take his mouth into mine. He was not here under contract plus I did not want to cause drama if the person he was waiting for should walk in. It would not be good for me to lose my loyal patron, espcially not now.
Keeping my outward appearance calm I shrugged at his question. "I am doing as well as could be expected." Since Yvan had been here during my mother's insolence I had no reason to play coy about the reason. "Things can be a pain when your past tries to come back an haunt you."
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Sept 23, 2007 15:48:18 GMT -5
“Yes the past can be a painful thing,” I replied understandingly. Not quite saying it, though we both knew the heart of the matter, I added, “How’s your hand?”
I’d not forgotten the shocking sight of him clutching the glass, and the subsequent blood – it wasn’t every day, one saw a Mandrake loose their countenance.
Then and there, I made a decision, and quietly, I penned a letter, and gave it to the innkeep to take to House Shahrizai, though my attention remained on Ideaus’ response, even as I wrote it.
Eh, he was one of the rare people I actually cared about.
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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Sept 24, 2007 23:22:36 GMT -5
I flexed my hand involunterly when Yvan asked about it. I had forgotten about the broken glass, though it was not that long ago that it had happened. My mind had been elsewhere.
"It is fine, thankfully I was blessed with the healing potential one usually finds at Valerian, or," I added with a slightly wicked smile, "with you."
I noticed him write the note and glanced at it causually, giving Yvan a chance to explain if he chose but I did not push for it.
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Sept 25, 2007 1:49:19 GMT -5
I trembled a little at his words, my body suddenly remembering all the hard usage I was submitted with these days – gods, it even quickened me a little.
“Gods… Ideaus…” I fair whimpered. “You know how to remind your patrons of their best memories, don’t you?” To regain a measure of control on my already raging desire to undergo his harsh abuse, I glanced at the letter as well.
“Tell me, Ideaus, do you have any plans, for this night?” I asked rather calmly, once the tremor in my voice was gone. “There is someone I am metting at Desir… and I’d like for you to meet her.”
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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Sept 25, 2007 21:21:01 GMT -5
I smiled at Yvan, watching him attempting to keep control of his desires. They awoke my own but I had long ago learned to keep a cool exterior, so I simply watched. I wanted to grab him by his hair and drag him up to one of the rooms offered. It would not have been the first time I had taken someone up to one of the rooms here, though I couldn't claim to have dragged anyone.
I was curious to say the least at his question and request. Even if I did have plans I would have probably conveniently forgotten about them. "I have no plans," I told him. I leaned in a little closer and tilted my head slightly, "and who is it you would like me to meet?"
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Sept 26, 2007 2:50:39 GMT -5
Ideaus’ calm exterior helped me a great deal to keep a semblance of countenance, really it did. Had he given me one of his harsh kisses, I would have faltered, fallen to the floor, and wept, begging him to make use of me, as he usually did. But rather, I smiled in response to his own pleasant expression, and nodded.
“Sirena Shahrizai,” I replied quizzically. “You are one of the very few people who have my confidence. If I tell you of my project, will you keep it to yourself, until it is made official?”
It was dawning on me. If I were to be wed… I needed a witness – a best man. I could hardly think of anyone I trusted more than my adept.
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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Sept 26, 2007 22:58:10 GMT -5
I was a little surprised, though not unpleasantly so when he mentioned a Shahrizai. I thought of Mala. I also thought of the wager. I had been a little irked at the little princess, but in the end I felt I was probably better off without her. I doubt she would have been able to handle me anyhow. I would bed Mala in a different way.
"A Shahrizai," I said interest obvious in my voice. Though it was replaced with curiosity when I said, "and a project?" I thought back to the conversation we had on that one fateful assignation. However that would not make sense if it was something to be official. My patron was once again proving to be full of surprises.
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Sept 27, 2007 5:50:47 GMT -5
Ideaus did carry himself like a noble in some circumstances – and as he tasted her clan’s name, he gave me the distinct impression of a connoisseur tasting a fine wine. That thought made me grin, for she was the finest in her league, really.
“Yes,” I replied. “A Shahrizai, and a project. Now, will you give me your word, not to feed the rumor mill with it, until it’s concluded?”
I smiled, waiting for his reply. I needed it – not for my sake, but for Sirena’s. As for myself, I felt compelled to tell the world.
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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Sept 28, 2007 19:04:52 GMT -5
I gave Yvan a mock frown, I was to interested to feel annoyed, and said, "do you think I am one to feel rumor mills? That which is laid by my ear never finds its way out."
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Sept 29, 2007 11:49:21 GMT -5
“That’s rather good to know,” I replied with a grin. “It’s not something I am overly concerned about, but the other party involved would likely prefer it stay between us, for now. The woman I want you to meet is my intended,” I explained quietly.
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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Sept 29, 2007 22:34:28 GMT -5
I raised my eyebrows in surprise with Yvan's quite confession. My best patron was to wed a Shahrizai. It would seem that they were able to see his quailties as well. I have always found their clan interesting, having come across them at a few early visits to Valerian for training. It would seem I would be able to satisfy some of those curiosities now.
"Do not worry Yvan, I won't tell anyone. Your talent show's in your ability to catch one." I kept my voice low as I added, "I will have to admit I've had a bit of a fantasy of catching one myself, though not for any wedded bliss." I sighed slighty and added, "however submissing a Sharahzi is not an easy task. But, it would be quite an accomplisment."
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Sept 30, 2007 8:37:39 GMT -5
“I think the Shahrizai in question would have to be rather willing,” I said quietly. I had not forgotten my lesson at Sirena’s hands – and I had no intention to brag about it. “As for the secret, it’s simply that I’m not sure how far my intended and her matriarch have gone in announcing the news to their clan.” I paused, and asked, “Have you met any of their clan?”
Ideaus had a strong dominant streak – just to think of it, I had a little shudder of want. But I did wonder, if Sirena would play such a game. She liked a little rough play, when she was done dominating me, but pure and raw dominance such as I accepted? I wasn’t sure.
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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Sept 30, 2007 16:24:06 GMT -5
I had not been thinking of Yvan's Shahrizai specifically but his statement perked my interest. "An evening with you and a Shahrizai," I said thinking on it. "That would be something I would never forget." I then looked at him, catching his eye. It would be something Yvan would have to set up most likely. If I could put him on to the game it would at least make for an interesting evening, even if it didn't turn out as I wanted.
I took my time, taking a drink and letting the thought go through Yvan's mind, I had a feeling it was one he would not be able to ignore.
I then put down my glass and looked at him again. A smile on my face I said, "I am friends with one, a Malabella. Do you know her?"
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Oct 1, 2007 12:52:11 GMT -5
His idea stayed in my mind, and I nodded, playing with it. I wondered how Sirena would react to him, for starters. Then and there, I decided he needed to come and join us, and that we would see how things worked out.
“Never met any Malabelle,” I said contemplatively. “But I’ve met Anacrasia… and…” I let my face go from pleasantness to distaste, “Aramis. Are you familiar with them?”
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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Oct 1, 2007 23:19:26 GMT -5
I was a little disappointed to hear Yvan had not meet her for I was curious to know what he thought. It was no big deal however.
I nodded my no and said, "I can't say that I have meet either. I have heard Anacrasia's name but not that of Aramis. Though by your tone it would seem that I may be better off for that."
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Oct 2, 2007 1:51:36 GMT -5
“You haven’t missed anything, though I’ll concede, I would love to see him get some spunk.” I shook my head in disapproval, not saying more. This was Sirena’s kin, one way or the other. “Anacrasia, on the other hand… she is sublime.”
“So, what say you? Will you come to join my intended and I at Desir?” I asked with an inviting smile. “You know, in a way, it is as though I were introducing her to my own family. You are one of the rare people with my trust,” I added on the tone of confidence.
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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Oct 3, 2007 19:51:45 GMT -5
I raised my brows when he said that Anacrasia was sublime but did not inquire. In truth, though I knew his secret I otherwise knew very little about my patron. I don't truly care about most of my patrons or what they do outside of the pleasure chamber. Yvan on the other hand was different, he was interesting to say the least.
"I will be more than happy to meet your future to be,' I told him, "I am curious to be honest." I thought of his statement about us being family. In truth it seemed a bit of an insult toward Yvan. I couldn't say that I liked my family much. "You are better than family," I told Yvan, "Family you have because you share blood, and not by choice. But you," I said slightly tilting my head toward him for elaberation, "I choose."
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Oct 4, 2007 7:22:22 GMT -5
“You choose?” I replied with an arched eyebrow. “That’s high flattery, Ideaus… Who ever said family had to be the one we are born into?” I added with a mysterious grin.
It seemed my adept and I were rather on the same page, completely in agreement with the status of what bound us, and that pleased me greatly.
“If you want to meet her, we should get going. She will be at Desir momentarily,” I added with a cryptic grin. “Mistake me not, I care greatly about this woman – it is… strange.” I said, looking out a little.
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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Oct 5, 2007 1:32:15 GMT -5
"I can not say that I care greatly about someone enough to seek marriage, but I can't say that I don't care about anyone. I do keep those numbers small however." I would not be egotistical enough to assume that Yvan's Shahrizi would enjoy seeing a Mandrake hanging about. I also was not going to go the entire evening without some touch.
I brought my fingers up tinto his hair and ran them through, pulling on it some, but not enough to yank his neck asside or tear any out. As my fingers left the warmth I said, "yes, lets meet your intended." Then with a smile of jest and maybe a little concern I said, "lets see who is stealing your attentions from me.
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Oct 7, 2007 10:52:21 GMT -5
His touch made me writhe, and want more and when his hand was gone, I found myself yearning for him. Oh, Holy Kushiel, to have him and the Siren in my bed… to endure blissful punishment at both their hands… how lovely it would be.
“Do you think you are so easily rid of me?” I said, looking at Ideaus with a mix of concern and fear. “I could not do without our weekly meets, and still could not. Sirena feeds another need of mine, that which includes mayhap spawning a child, that my blood may go on when I am no more.” I gave him a long considering look. “You, more than any other, would know the necessity for it.”
I paid for both our consumptions, and asked with a mischievous grin, “are you ready?”
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Post by Idaeus nó Mandrake on Oct 8, 2007 21:33:47 GMT -5
Yvan's reaction shouldn't have been a surprise but something in me started slightly from it. I ignored it and simply smiled, I was also relieved to hear it. I had not thought of having children of my own. I doubt I would have it in me to care enough for someone, even if they had my blood in them. There was also the issue of dealing with the mother. I liked very few and even though I did like I didn't always want them around on a constant basis. It would be interesting, however, to see what sort of thing I would create.
"A child," I said, "I guess it would be something to consider. Though I would have to wait until I had something to leave them. There are plenty of Mandrakes I do not need to leave that mark on this world."
I watched with amused pleasure as Yvan paid for my drink and then nodded, "I am ready. The talk of marriage and children has me most curious. What sort of raven would tame one such as you." I smiled, showing my jest, though I wasn't any less curious.
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Post by Yvan-Etienne d'Lantier(D) on Oct 9, 2007 14:21:57 GMT -5
“Then let’s go,” I replied as I stood. “She’s… you’ll see,” I said, giving up on describing Sirena. She was beautiful, she was intelligent and talented, she made my blood boil… oh, Sirena…
And so I guided us out of the Cockeral, feeling a bit impatient for it all. Oh, yes, yes, I wanted them in the same room – and I missed the Siren. Yes, I was eager indeed.
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