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Post by Nymiane on Sept 5, 2008 22:25:46 GMT -4
Leila walked into the room with the tray in her grasp, she ignored Rheavon and Breena as she walked over to the table in the room. She placed the food down and drew out the fork and knife from her apron's pocket. A sigh passed over her lips as she stood there, waiting for Breena to eat.
Breena pressed her body firmly against Rheavon's, half because she hungered for him and the other because she was still weak. Her lips mingled with his, hungry for their warmth and touch. She sighed softly as he began to withdraw, the color in her cheeks returning, as if he breathed the life back into her. Once she was aware of the little girl again she cleared her throat and eyed her, removing herself from Rheavon at once. " Yes, they will be, or else they will find when I am better I will be hunting them down as the dogs they are. I doubt Liam will ever leave Laurre's side.." She laughed softly, sitting down on her bed, careful to cross her legs and not keep them spread.
Breena pat the side of her bed as she glanced up at Leila. The girl nearly leapt, her hands picking up the tray once more as she brought it over to Breena. "Oh here you go, after you are finished eating I will tend to your arm. Did the poultice ease the pain?" She smiled, her eyes soft as she sat next to her new found idol. " That it did, it worked quite well up until now.." She winced, eyeing the food, unsure if she could stomach it, the pain was nauseating her. " Good. It only lasts 12 hours.." Leila placed the tray down on the bed and examined Breena's hand, it was bruised to hell, but not swollen anymore.
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Post by rheavon on Sept 5, 2008 22:48:58 GMT -4
Standing back up he stretched a bit, licking his lips as he glanced out the window, "I'm sure they are close right now. I'm going to go quickly, see if I can find them to take Leila to get her stuff." Smiling he sat down next to Breena for a moment, wrapping and arm lightly around her shoulders and giving her a soft squeeze, kissing her forehead before he whispered in her ear, "I was worried...I am glad you are fine." Smiling a bit before he gave her another quick kiss and darting out the room.
Walking briskly down the hall, he entered the main area, walking up to the innkeep and clearing up the tab. Passing enough coin for the night and the meals, and then a healthy tip for the service. Patting the keep on the shoulder with a smile, the man laughing heartily, before exiting into the back with his stash of coin.
Rheavon quietly left the tavern, stepping outside into the light with a smile. He had grown up above ground, had never spent time living in the underdark, so he had never had the pain of entering the light. With a soft smile on his lips he stepped further out, looking around for where either of the brothers could be hiding.
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Post by Nymiane on Sept 6, 2008 18:08:30 GMT -4
Breena returned the kiss, a smile playing upon her lips as he stood up. She wouldn’t admit it, but she was worried as well. She was worried about herself, and what Dryke may do to not only her, but the brothers as well as Leila. That worry then turned into a worry of what Rheavon would do..
Leila stood up from the bed and began to mix together a new poultice, she also was adding some herbs to Breena’s juice, which brought suspicion to the woman’s face. The little girl noted it, sighing softly as she made her way back to Breena. ” It’s to help with your nausea. It has a bitter taste, but I assure..” She paused as Breena took the glass from her, she watched as the woman sniffed it and then drank some of the liquid. It was an odd blend of flavors, the fresh juice with a bitter taste and as it rushed down her throat it tasted of mint, leaving a trail of numbness in it’s wake. ” Well, let’s hope it does. For your own sake..” Breena chuckled, taking another swig of the juice.
Leila knew exactly what Breena was implying with those words, Rheavon had said earlier that he would do anything for her, and she was certain that he would kill for her as well. Not to mention the brothers.. If that girl wasn’t honest she would have much reason to fear for her life.
” Come and tell me about yourself.. I’m afraid I don’t know your name, and I’m sure you only know mine because of my brother. Breena began to pick at her food at the nausea subsided, the herbs even took a bit of the pain away.
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Post by rheavon on Sept 6, 2008 18:45:02 GMT -4
As Rheavon entered the street, he saw Fallon, sitting on a barrel not far away. A wry smile crossing his lips as he approached the man. Rheavon stretched his arms lightly behind his back as he greeted Breena's brother, "Morning Fallon, I trust you did sleep and weren't here all night?" Shaking his head a bit, Rheavon leaned against the wall next to where Fallon sat.
Fallon's gaze fell on Rheavon, a harshness that had been there the night before in his eyes. Crossing his big arms across his chest he grumbled for a moment before saying, "Couldn't be trustin' ye to watch after yerselves!" Letting out a defeated sigh, he turned on Rheavon, glaring a bit, "Ye 've known I never approved o' ye, but ye make 'er happy and were there tah help her...so thank ye." Turning away Fallon, motioned for Finn to come out.
Rheavon held back a smile, not even knowing what to say for the moment as Finn came out from the crowd, a bored look on his features as he joined the two. Rheavon nodded to the new comer for a second before saying, "Breena and Leila are up, we were thinking of heading back to my manor now. If you two will take Leila to get her stuff and meet us outside of Ta'lorn...we can be on our way."
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Post by Nymiane on Sept 6, 2008 19:35:31 GMT -4
” My name is Leila Flannaghan. I’m a cousin to the Donovans. I grew up in the farmlands.. A great distance away from here. One day a couple foreigners came, we were happy about this for no one visits us, and we were all excited. Until more showed up the next day, and hell broke loose. They began to tear through the properties..searching for something or someone. They spoke of a danger to their society, that they needed to kill her. My parents sent me away as I not only endangered them, but they feared for my life..for whatever reason. They said to hide this at all costs..” Leila frowned, her hand already caressing the beautiful pendant that hung from her neck.
Breena’s eyes fell upon the pendant, she studied it for a while, leaning closer to it she began to reach out, but stopped herself. With pursed lips she glanced up at Leila’s eyes, tears welled up in them. ” I believe you are in the safest hands right now. Believe it or not, but I can best Rheavon in swordplay. I wouldn‘t tell him that though..” She gave the girl a wink, hoping to lighten the mood as she changed the subject. When Breena finished her breakfast she bowed her head toward the little one, her eyes remaining focused upon hers. ” My name is Breena Callaghan. I am the sister to those fool cousins of yours. As you may have already heard, or perhaps this is news to you.. I am not of blood relation. Fallon found me when I was but a tot, and raised me amongst the brothers. They taught me the good, the bad, and the worst of things." She laughed and brushed her hair away from her face. She had it hanging free at the moment, a few locks of it curled and waved around her face, it was becoming too long she thought to herself. For at the time being it was an inch or two above her bottom.
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Post by rheavon on Sept 6, 2008 19:44:05 GMT -4
Fallon nodded slowly, "Aye, we can take the youngin to git 'er stuff." Climbing off the barrel he was sitting on, he started to make his way into the inn, Finn following close behind.
Rheavon started after them, pausing for a moment to glance up and down the street. How long did they have before Dryke decided to come back? Moments? Days? Weeks? It was hard to say. Sighing lightly he shrugged his shoulders entering after the brothers. Rheavon's longer stride catching him up and quickly passing the two as they made their way to the room that Breena and Leila were in. Stopping infront of the door, he gave it a quick knock for warning before he opened it up, letting himself in and making way for the two behind him.
"Well Leila...time to go get your things so we can leave the city. I don't wish to spend further time here incase anyone else might be around." Not really thinking there would be anyone else from the organization, Dryke usually worked alone, but not wanting to take chances.
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Post by Nymiane on Sept 6, 2008 19:53:53 GMT -4
Leila was admiring Breena’s long hair when the knock came, it startled her and she turned her attention to Rheavon. She nodded her head and then saw the brothers behind him. ” Well, I guess I need to go now..” Her eyes widened as her eyes fell to the bedside. ” I didn’t get to wrap your arm again.. I’ll do it when we get to..” She furrowed her brows as she glanced up at Breena, wondering where they were going, she then assumed that it would be to Rheavon’s place and continued. ” I promise..”
" Oh don't be fussing over it. I went without herbs, or potions when I broke it before.." Breena stood to her feet and gave the girl a gentle hug, then gave her a firm pat upon her bum. Leila squealed, not used to such mannerisms. A blush burned her cheeks as she started out the room, heading toward her cousins. Finn gave a nod to Breena, but it was Fallon who came in and placed a kiss upon Breena’s forehead. He gripped upon her shoulders firmly and gave a rare soft look. ” We will be waitin’ fer ye..” He gave a chuckle as he eyed the Drow, a smirk replacing his soft smile as he headed out the door. ” But not too long, ye know..”
Breena laughed as she ran her fingers through her hair, they went gliding through the silken mess, what a mess, she thought to herself, frowning. Thoughts of the ball popped into her mind, how could she go from proper lady to.. This? The very thought vexed her.
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Post by rheavon on Sept 6, 2008 20:01:57 GMT -4
Smiling lightly as he waved to Leila just as the door shut. Turning to Breena once the door closed he caught her in a warm hug, holding her close, not quite, but nearly crushing her against him in a tight embrace. Trying to be careful with her arm as he held her tight. Letting out a soft sigh, he just kept his arms around her, resting his cheek next to hers for the moment.
Reluctantly pulling away enough he grins at her as he winks, "Now then...thats quite the lovely shirt your wearing." Laughes as he tugs at the hem of the shirt.
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Post by Nymiane on Sept 6, 2008 20:13:12 GMT -4
Breena smiled broadly as he pulled her into an embrace, her body resting up against his and with her good arm she draped it over his shoulder. At the very moment she wanted to pour her feelings out, her emotions that she denied for over a year now. It was so hard for her to break that baracade over her heart, she still didn't know how to accept it. She had to be strong, yet willingly accept these emotions? Would they not just weaken her?
Breena brushed her cheek against his, closing her eyes as she felt his skin touch upon hers. When he pulled away she opened her eyes, peering up at him curiously, then his words poured forth and her thoughts faded away. With a laugh she gave him a gentle push. " What would you have me do, Rheavon Stormweaver. Traipse around naked all day?" Her hand caught his wrist as he tugged upon the hem, a grin replacing her smile as she peered up at him.
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Post by rheavon on Sept 6, 2008 20:31:04 GMT -4
Laughing he winked at her, his lips spread into a wide grin as he said, "Why yes...I would." Leaning towards her, he touched his lips to hers. Tasting her soft lips as he ran his hand along her side, carefully walking her backwards towards the bed. His free hand twisting in her grasp to entwine his fingers with hers as he sits on the edge of the bed, pulling her onto his lap with a wry smile.
Taking his hand from her side, he cupped her neck, letting his thumb trace along her jawline as he gazed lightly into her eyes, whispering softly to her, "I love you Breena."
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Post by Nymiane on Sept 6, 2008 20:47:03 GMT -4
She shuddered at the feather lightness of his lips upon hers, at once her breathings pace quickened, and her heart began to beat hard in her chest. Breena swallowed hard as she gazed up at him, wondering if he knew how his gaze, let alone his touch set her body on fire. With a gentle squeeze to his hand she brought herself back to reality, her form lowering onto his lap.
As his hand moved to cup her neck she felt her body giveway to his touch, the muscles in her jaw relaxing as he stroked it, allowing her mouth to gape open. She was in a daze as she stared into the depths of his eyes, she could see the words form before they were even spoken, and in truth she was halfway to saying it herself. Breena broke the gap between their lips, her nose brushing against his lightly as she kissed him. It occurred to her that she had never spoken those words to him, but was now the time? Now, or never.. She pulled away from his lips, her body melding with his now, and as she spoke her vocals came out in a whisper so sweet and pure. " I love you, Rheavon.." Her eyes met his and then her lips found his lips, so tenderly..
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Post by rheavon on Sept 6, 2008 20:53:50 GMT -4
Her words caused him to melt inside, feeling as if he was in heaven he smiled back her as her eyes met his, his own lips meeting hers back, lovingly returning the soft touch. Letting his eyes slide shut, he ran his thumb across her jawline again, sliding his hand slowly behind her neck. The tips of his fingers scratching lightly at the soft skin at the back of her neck, buried under her hair.
Inside of him he felt joy, he felt alive. Felt like he had something to work for, to live for, to protect and to cherish. It was a feeling that until he had met this woman had been completely foreign to him. Parting his lips lightly, his tongue traced her full lips, teasing the soft skin as he slowly laid back onto the bed, drawing her with him.
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Post by Nymiane on Sept 6, 2008 21:01:27 GMT -4
Breena pulled away from the kiss, her head rolling back as his fingers pressed into her flesh, she had to bite her bottom lip to hold in a soft moan. It wasn't before long that her lips met his again, that desire that flickered within her eyes was now translated in the kiss.
A chuckle rumbled in her throat as he pulled her with him, her lips never leaving his and her tongue began to play upon his, teasing him. "Shall we make them wait for long?" She murmured upon his lips.
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Post by rheavon on Sept 6, 2008 21:07:39 GMT -4
Purred softly against her lips, tasting them as if for the first time as he kissed her back, his own passion flowing into his touch. His tongue softly teasing hers back as he carefully murmered back, "For as long as it takes," A wry smile spreading across his lips as he drew her down and kissed her deeply.
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Post by Nymiane on Sept 8, 2008 10:14:12 GMT -4
Breena peered over her shoulder at Rheavon, a smile touching upon her features. She laughed softly as she began to braid her hair. " He knew, so he won't be huffy about waiting.." She of course was speaking about her brother, Fallon.
The woman grimace as she shifted her arm, it began to throb with nauseating pain, she grit her teeth and stood to her feet, murmuring. "Let's go.. before I make them wait even longer.." She added a purr at the end of her statement before walking toward the door. She had her sword upon her back already, her good arm reaching for the pack upon the floor.
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Post by rheavon on Sept 9, 2008 1:46:40 GMT -4
Laughed and grinned at her as he belted his swords back on, picking his pack up and walking up over to her. Giving Breena a quick kiss he whispered to her, "Oh but the waiting was such sweet pleasure." Winking lightly as he stepped past her into the hall, glancing back to make sure she was following before he started to make his way out of the inn.
Stepping, for the second time, out into the sunshine he let out a sigh, following Breena around to the stable where he quickly draped his saddle bags over his horse, climbing ontop as he looked over at her, "Ready whenever you are."
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Post by Nymiane on Sept 10, 2008 21:51:11 GMT -4
Breena smiled softly as she shouldered her pack, groaning as she shifted her arm. A smirk crossed her face as she regarded Rheavon, if she were of an innocent mind perhaps a blush would have colored her cheeks, but there was no innocence left in that mind of hers, not for a long while now. As the drow left the room the half elven woman followed closely behind, gritting her teeth as she sucked back the mind-numbing pain.
When Breena stepped into the stable, she was surprised to see Tor already saddled and bridled, her eyes darted from side to side to catch a glimpse of a young boy. His hair was blonde and his face was bright, and his eyes, well they reminded her of her own.. A deep blue. She caught herself smiling as she took the reins from him, it was only then she caught sight of his wings, an Angel! Breena extended her hand to the boy, her voice leaving her lips softly. ”Well done, and what is your name?” ”Micah Tabbris. " He replied cooly, his hand embracing the woman’s softly and he placed a gentle kiss to her skin. Breena halted a giggle from passing over her lips, such mannerisms made her either giddy or retch depending on her mood. The boy must be a brave one, if he could handle Tor and tack him up! Either that or perhaps Tor actually like him. A chestnut brow arose as she reached into her pack and pulled out a purse of coins. Meanwhile Tor was busy nudging the young boy, his velvet lips nipping at his blonde hair. ” Here, whatever they paid you I’m sure it wasn’t enough. Don’t refuse it, I’m in no mood for refusal, so you will take it.” Breena stated in a serious tone, and her face took on an expression to match it. ” If you are in need of a job, I beg you to come with us. It is my plea. You see, Lord Stormweaver doesn’t know how to hire capable hands..” She sniggered as she glanced over her shoulder. ” No rush, think on it. I trust you know where the Stormweaver Estate is?”
Micah pursed his lips as he took the pouch of coins, he eyed the woman with caution and as he listened to her words he nodded. A grin tugged upon the corner of his lips and he bowed his head. ” I will think on it..” He bowed his head and glanced to Rheavon. ” Perhaps the Lord will hire capable hands whilst I think of it..” Breena snapped back at him, shaking a finger at the boy. ” Doubtful, he is slow to act, don’t forget it. I will be waiting on you..” She smiled and tapped Tor’s shoulder, the steed bowed before his companion and Breena began to awkwardly mount the beast. Micah was there to help the wounded woman atop, his cerulean eyes held a sincere concern for her well being.
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Post by rheavon on Sept 11, 2008 21:07:31 GMT -4
Ran his finger slowly along the length of one of his elongated ears, grinning lightly as he watched Breena, laughing a little. He could hear them, he just found it amusing. That said he did agree with Breena, the boy was talented if he could handle Tor, and if he could, well just imagine how he could handle the rest of the horses. Smirking he could just image the fun when he introduced the current stable hands to the boy who would be in charge. Rheavon almost giggled at the thought.
Letting his horse prance lightly closer to the pair, noticing the fact that the boy's eyes held the exact same enchanting color that Breena's did, he lightly stowed that away in his thoughts for later. Tipping his head to Micah, before he turned a worried glance to Breena, "I hate to patronize you, but we will only go as fast as you, so set a comfortable pace that won't pain you. I want to be back as much as you, but further injury will help no one."
Letting his eyes roam lightly around the barn for a moment before letting his horse come up next to Tor. The mount he road already knew to keep its distance from the bigger warhorse and stopped a respectful distance away, "Well before your brother accuses us of tarrying to do more than we actually did," winking lightly with a wry grin, "We should be off."
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Post by Nymiane on Sept 12, 2008 17:30:31 GMT -4
In a swift motion Tor’s muscles worked together to bring him upright once more, he craned his neck with pride as he held his rider, his usual unruly disposition was thrown aside as he felt the uneasiness of his mistress. She was not well and he could sense it, so he gingerly took a step forth. ” It was a pleasure to meet you, oh capable one. “ Breena chuckled and gave a wave of her hand, her nearest eye to Micah issued a good natured wink.
Micah’s lips drew into a playful grin, his eyes following suit as he glanced up at the woman, and for the first time he recognized her beauty. He noted the similarity of eye color, and how her cheeks were rosy. He also drank in the sight of her full lips and the strong outline of her jaw, but he didn’t stop there, he couldn’t. Micah almost chuckled as he saw the men’s blouse upon her ( he assumed) fit frame, and the loose fitted breeches that had snags, or cuts in them. Subconsciously he licked his lips, his eyes returning to hers and he nodded his head. ” The pleasure was all mine..M’Lady.” He bowed his head, taking a sweeping bow in front of the woman, the gesture was done in a jesting manner.
It was then Breena saw that the boy was not as young as she suspected. Micah’s face held a youthful glow, but his eyes and his air, it was different then someone of a younger age. He was a young angel indeed, but most likely closer to the age of twenty than he was fourteen. A brow arose in question as she turned to regard Rheavon, she wrinkled her nose in slight protest, swiping her hand through the air. ” It’s ironic, this. The first time my arm was wounded it was because of you.. And now again, because of you. I see a pattern here. “ “ Injure me all you will! I’m not ready to die yet, and so I won’t.” She jutted her chin out stubbornly, glaring at Rheavon for a moment, only to be replaced by a softer expression. Breena knew her own mortality at the moment, and she knew her body was in no condition to mend another wound, minor or not.
The woman scoffed at the mention of her brothers, her eyes settling upon Rheavon’s. “ Let the fools wait, let them think what they want, this is just as much their fault as it is yours..” She winked and gave a nod to Micah before Tor trotted out of the barn, his heavy hooves landing upon the cobblestone, the jarring motion was enough to cause Breena to whimper.
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Post by rheavon on Sept 12, 2008 23:32:49 GMT -4
His face split into a lopsided grin as he said, "Your harder to kill than most cockroaches dear." Chuckling lightly as he tipped his head to Micah, smiling a little before following after Breena, making his way towards the edge of town. Letting his mount guide its way through the crowd, he made sure to keep an eye on Breena discreetly. Not wanting her to outright know that he was continuing to watch out for her. A soft smile crossing his lips as they started to arrive at the city's limits.
Surveying the scene, he leaned forward on his pommel. His eyes taking in Leila, Finn and Fallon. Nodding lightly as the three fell inline with himself and Breena, making their way down the road. Setting a slow steady pace over the path.
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