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Postby Raeklore » Tue Apr 11, 2006 4:44 pm

Poe takes the proffered mug, and saddles on over next to the bed. Curling her legs up, this lowers her enough to lean forward and put her elbows on the bed. Dropping her chin onto her palms, she listens raptly to the fantastical tale.

It's a tale unlike anything E'apoe's ever heard before. For one thing, it's about the surface world..."could it really be like that?
", she wonders.

"These mer-folk...I wonder if they're cousins to the naga?"

She wonders in silence, enraptured by the tale. She can understand, perhaps she can even empathize (is it even possible for a tainted-drider?) with why her friend was upset about being awoken. "I want to hear the rest of the story, but I can't...because I interupted it..." She sighs, when she realizes that.

"Are there such things as these great crafts and these mer-folk? Have you seen them? I want to hear more" She sits up and grasps the hybrids shoulders. "Perhaps you can go back to sleep, and finish the tale?" She says hopefully.

Never have a drider's eyes been so bright with wonder...
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Postby Meska369 » Sun Apr 16, 2006 7:28 pm

e'apoe's enthusiasim was unexpected but welcome.

"heh, heh. Ok. First question to be followed by the others.".

She pauses brushing out her locks and closes her eyes as she attempts to find the correct answers.

"Yes, there are the Great Ships that travel the great sea's by harnessing the power of the wind like some of our own people do down deeper in the earth. They travers the great wattery caverns and harness the heat winds cause by other rift's in the earth like the great Rift near the city of light. Kind of like miils use the Great Rift's winds to turn the Rift Mill's great Turning sails the in turn move the huge stones that crush up the dried mushrooms into flour that we bake into our breadds and make our mushroom ales to drink. I like to watch them way out near the Rift. They seem peaceful.".

"The mer-folk on the other hand, I have never seen. I've heard stories, but none of the primitive humans on the surface who told them had ever seen one either. I hope they do live and swim the seas. I think they would have a good life if somewhat lonely.", she says with a quality to her voice that is differant then ussual.

"I want to dream more myself!", she says happily as she seems to shake off whatever was behind her earlier words, "I will gladly share any new dreams I have of this type as I have them. Hopefully, I will have more and soon!"

Her mirth extends to her face openly and she smiles as her hands once again take to brushing out her hair. After a while she speaks again with one arched eyebrow raising as the words tumble from her lips freely.

"It is so unussual for me to dream like this. Freedom from this current existance is a rare thing. Ussualy I dream of the past... those dreams do NOT leave me wanting more.", the words die towards the end into a bear whisper...not of fer, but of lack of the nead to give them true life.

I wonder if I will ever be free of the horrors I see when I dream. Meditation ussualy gives me enough energy to fight off fatigue, but it is tiresome in and of itself. That and I just don't trust my enviroment to truely sleep when I am out of my or my mother's house. Surviving is paramount. Survival, the search for the damned man, the protection of certain weak ones, the leaving of the weak that need the adversity to either make them stronger or die so that they do not become a burden Like I once was, Protect the Clan.

These are my tasks.

These are my life.

Even the lure of pleasant dreams shall not keep me from them, no matter the cost to me.

I am just a vessal of these objectives. Without them, I am nothing.


She spends time in her thought space as she brushes.. untill she starts brushing the bedspread instead of the blackened green hair in her hand. Lost she had become.
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Postby Raeklore » Mon Apr 17, 2006 8:13 pm

E'apoe is kinda lost in her own thoughts for a few, thinking about all that Me'ska had told her. Though, having seven eyes makes it hard not to notice what's going on around her.

Poe quietly watches the hybrid brushing her hair, leaving Me'ska to her thoughts. Though, once she starts brushing the bedspread, Poe puts a hand, gently, on Me'ska's hand.

"I'll go make sure the other two are awake love, while you get dressed." Poe then puts a hand on the hybrids shoulder and smiles, before turning for the door.
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Postby Meska369 » Tue Apr 18, 2006 4:00 am

Meska blinks and grins at Poe before noding to her statement and wordlessly waving as she leaves.

The half-breed shook her head at herself and finnished off the brushing of the hair, the last long strokes. Pol'ar had come up and was waiting for her Drow friend to begin the braid. Meska looked at her spider-friend and waggled her eyebrows at the Black Widow.

"Fancy a Bit of fun, Pol?', she asked and recieved a positive chitter from the large spider, "Alright. I want to do three hanging braids on each side to a band in the base of my head. We wrap a bit of my hair around the band to hide it. Then we braid it down adding a covered band every nine inches or so...Whip weave style braid. Finnaly, about 2 feet from the tip we save three small strands out from the rest of the hair. The remaining hair shall be left strait and end in another covered braid before the remaining hair tapers to it's natural end point. The three we left out shall be indevidually twisted, then twisted the other way around each other and finnaly twisted the first direction around the strait part and die into the covered braid."

"So... What do you think?", she askes as she watches the spider think.

Pol'ar does three spins to the right before bouncing up and down while shittering something fearce.

The Green and black haired Hybrid laughs at the her eight-legged-friends antics and aproval. Five minutes later the hair is done. It is as she percieved, but with some added dark metal circles and bars placed over the covered bands. The dark metal does not reflect light and almost dissapears into the blackened lengths of her stylized braid. The three side braids on either side of her head also have beads of the dark metal braided into the natural darkgreen of her hair that has not been dyed.

She wraps the braid about her shoulders like a loose scarf as she moves to her wardrobe and pulls the doors open. Inside is a more colorful selection of clothing then before but she moves past them to the dark greys and blacks.

Minutes later she closes the wardrobe and moves to the mirror next to the bed to finnish adjusting her traveling/assasination suit. The cloth does not reflect light and it's shadows are almost indescernable from the lighted. Her tools of the trade she is so skilled at are tucked neatly away inside the silken folds and layers, with no outer clue of thier presence. To these she adds a few handfulls of grime and grit that she mushes into the cloth here and there, forming a patchwork of dirty.

She straps on her double knife/short swords that are as dark as the rest of her and maskes her face with a face plate that attaches with dark metal arms under her hair to mold about her skull and hold it in place. The mask is sealed and has features of a emotionless drow with a small openings to allow breathing and a pair of eye openings that fit the eyes tightly.

She dons the Full length cloak and places the hood up as she would wear it outside her homes. Almost nothing is revieled of who the drow looking back at her is, save a much more imposing bearing and utter silence. Even her devil-eyes are hidden within the cloak.

Pol'ar chitters and gets a nod from her friend and a movement of the cloak that allows the spider access to Meska's back. There she possisions herself to appear like Meska is hunchbacked from age or misfortune. The hybrid takes one last look in the mirror, grabs the old knoted staff from beside the mirror, and leaves the room Looking for all the underworld like an old beggar, rather then the lone assasin that she is.

Food is her next target.
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"I would love to lay pipe... but I have no pipe to lay" - Meska369
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Postby Raeklore » Tue Apr 18, 2006 3:02 pm

While Me'ska was busy getting ready, E'apoe had left her room and gone down the hall. Stopping outside the door to the room, housing Vlos, E'apoe puts an ear to the door. She listens for sounds of activity, to see how loud she'll need to knock.

Once satisfied, she knocks on the door, "Lady Vlos? It's time to go."
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Postby Krystle_dream » Tue Apr 18, 2006 6:13 pm

After a few mintues for the recovery from nightmares, Vlos got out of bed and dressed. She had been putting up her hair when she heard the drider knock.

"Hmm? Coming!"

She buckled on her raiper, and opened the door. It took a few moments to discover where to look...she wasn't used to speaking to driders, and she was short.

"All right, lets go. Mathren should be along in a few mintues."
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Postby Raeklore » Wed Apr 19, 2006 3:55 pm

Bowing slightly to acknowledge Vlos's command, E'apoe turns and leads the way back to Me'ska's room.

When the pair are nearing the room, Poe's central eye notices a scruffy hunchback walking away from her destination.

She cocks her head, pondering this situation.

"Me'ska's guest are well cared for...bathed and fed." She muses to herself.

"This one isn't even being escorted. There was that other thief in here last night...best not take any chances." She puts out a hand to stop V'los, and then as silently and deadly as a spider, spear at the ready, she converges on the hunchback. Unaware that it is her gracious host....
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Postby Krystle_dream » Wed Apr 19, 2006 9:17 pm

She felt a little weird with the sudden formality, but mentally shrugged. She needed to get used to it anyway.

What was stranger was when she was stopped, and E'apoe started to sneak up on Meska with ill intent-had the drider gone mad? Maybe she wasn't as good as understand auras as she was...and she wasn't an empath either.

"Um, E'apoe? You really don't need to do that, considering..."
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Postby Meska369 » Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:06 pm

The hunchback smiled under the hood and stopped with a bit of a struggle the forward momentom of the body so that he/she came to a stiffeling stop.

Wheezing and cowering a figure before the hostile pressence of the drider, the disfigured person clung to the staff as it seemed to be holding it's body upright as it 's form shook with fright.

A hand , shaking badly and covered with rags, with either age or fear came up slowly and made a sign for mercy of the Drideress slowly hunting the badly dressed figure as they contenued to hang onto the knarled wood.

"Peace Please... no harm ... going to kitchen...food give to me...buulman...good to me...beg food...nothing have me..", comes a aged voice with high pitched wheezes and faster breathing.

Attempt to bow to the spider made the figure struggles more to not fall, " no beat ..beg I do... no harm I am...".

The smell of fear eminates from the hunchback.
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Postby Raeklore » Sun Apr 23, 2006 1:40 pm

Poe's back arches as she rears up onto her back four legs. Her spear is poised, as E'apoe considers this begger.

From the state of this wretch, I could easily drive my spear through it. Pinning it to the ground, like a fly on a pin...Hence, it's no threat. She decides.

Poe slowly lowers her other legs, to be standing on all eight, while lowering the spear.

Don't know what it is, but something's odd about all this though. Poe ponders.

"All right, let's go...I'll follow you to the kitchen." She tells the begger, while gesturing with the spear.

"Quickly now, the mistress awaits me."

Poe half turns to V'los, but still keeps a couple eyes on the begger, "I'll be back in a moment...m'lady. I just need to escort this begger to the kitchen. You're right outside the lady Me'ska's chambers, I'll meet you both there."

Poe then turns back to the "begger".

((O.o.G: okay, so Poe isn't very bright...))
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Postby Meska369 » Sun Apr 23, 2006 4:25 pm

The beggar dips her head up and down repeatedly, "Kind are you... Thank Spiderdrow... go I do...", is said with relief heavy in the high voice.

As it starts to shamble away with more speed, as requested, the hunchback stumbled as it's foot catches the cloak and the beggar hits the ground hard with a bone jaring thud and hard crack of it's head bouncing off the stone floor. The staff skitters off to the side away from the heap of the wretched and now hurting bottom feeder of the Drow Society. It hardly seems fair that this thing is able to survive in the first place so utterly rediculous it's existance is.

A low moan of pain and confussion comes from the heap of rags, and somewhere in there, flesh as it writhes in pain alturnatly clutching it's head, other hurt areas, and the floor.

"aaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwhhhhhhhnnnnnnnn. nnnnnnnneeeeeeggghhhhhhhh (cough, cough) eeeeiiighh! (cough)", comes it's moan....

...and then....

...The moan begins to change into laughter that becomes more and more familure to everyones ears but is still a bit strange, " waaaaaaaaaaaa ennnnnnnnnggggnnniiinnnnggg...(cough , cough) aaaaaagggghhhhhh Heh heh hee hee Ha HAHAHAHAHA HOOOHOHOHOHOOOO! BAWAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! EHEHEHEHEHEHEE HEE HEE HEE HEEE AH AH AH AHAHAHAHA HA! (snort)".

The beggar is now holding it's sides in as it sits up and contenues to laugh at some indredibly funny joke or it's situation or something else...It is not facing the small party, hood still obscurring the face.
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Postby Raeklore » Mon Apr 24, 2006 12:53 pm

Putting her hands on her...hips (?), E'apoe looks down at the "begger".

At first puzzled by the laughter, until.."Why you....Me'ska!". She reaches down and pulls the hybrid to her feet. Poe's emotions shifted from; annoyed at letting herself be deceived, to joining in with her friends mirth, with some laughter of her own...



((O.o.G.: Just an FYI folks. I'm going away on my yearly camp-out, on Wednesday. So I won't be able to post from Wenesday afternoon through Sunday. I'll be resonding till Wednesday morning.))
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Postby Krystle_dream » Thu Apr 27, 2006 4:49 am

She had walked behind and watched the two of them throughout their interaction. By the end of it, the result was this:

"......." She face palmed, and let out a small sigh. Adults these days. And they thought her clan was nutters.

"..Mi lady Meska...are you quite all right...?"
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Postby Meska369 » Sat Apr 29, 2006 4:34 am

As she is hauled up to a standing possition her laughter that much more nearing slight histerics.

" HOLY CRAP ON A MUSHROOM! I GOT HER!!! Yes,yes yes yes yes yes yes yes!!!! I rule, I rule, I rule.", her mind sing-songs in her thoughts.

For a minute or two of gigling at herself and her poor 'Poe, she felt like she did back when she was young and carefree. I brought tears to her eyes that caused them to sting ever so slightly. Her gloved hands push back her hood to reviel her face mask and Pa'lor waggling a thin shiny leg at the drider and Girl. Both hands reached to either side of the slightly featured mask and touched something near where her ares attached to her head. A opening sound like sucktion being lost is heard and the mask is pulled free of her face now that its legs have released thier hold.

The hybrid's own face grins now and she gives a wink to both women with her hair now revieled as it looks fron the front. Her ears have been tied back via three tiney muted metal rings, in either ear, that have a length of dark grey leather passed through them and pull them back to stay near the curve of her skull rather then sticking out to be cut off. The hair braids that start just a her temples partialy hides the pined back tattooed ears of the Half-Breed.

"Yes. Ha HA! Just having a bit of fun with Lady Hee hee! E'apoe! Heh. I wanted to try out a new suit and see of I could fool ALL of her eyes. Good job, I think.", she giggles out.

She holds up the mask as she can finnaly speak, "Prevention is worth a pound of flesh. I wear this in case of smoke, poison, etc that I might have to come in contact with. It only activates when I want it to or if it comes into contact with specific substances that I cannot detect. The eyes quickly shut with a lens to allow me to see far off targets, there is another in case of incounters with bright light effects, and finnaly just a simple clear lens for nothing special other then flying debries.. They all can also be used together, but I would almost never have a use for that and when I have tried it my own eyes hurt after a few minutes. So, I only use one of them at a time."

She Tosses it over to Poe when her friend is looking and turns back to Lady Vlos.

"How was your sleep?", she inquires with a relaxed grin. One much more relaxed then The young Rezzy has seen on the Woman in her total time traveling and staying with her.
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Postby Krystle_dream » Mon May 01, 2006 5:45 am

She could feel a massive sweatdrop forming as she watched the two.Everyone said her clan was crazy, but this was...something. It seemed only the nutter child could stand and look prim with two adults were giggling on the floor.

Well, somewhat prim. She could feel a smile tug at the corner of her mouth. Maybe she coulda have laughed with them if it was later in the say-but, in simple terms, she was not exactly a morning person.

"It sounds like a most interesting device. Perhaps I should have one comissioned for when I go home. You never know WHAT people are trying to brew up for dinner."

She smiled a little, and brushed a stray hair out of her eyes.

"As for my sleep...same, as for any empath. At least no nosebleeds this morning. Wouldn't want to ruin the sheets afterall."
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