Post by Gisselle Valeneros on Nov 6, 2016 15:38:31 GMT -8
Ɒɾᶏƙƙℴդɪƽ followed after the woman of light, Eye's narrowed at her comment and soon he melded wihtin the ground. The being moved under the woman of light and proceeded to make the ground mushie and give way, Drakkonis thought of what the woman said and considered it a challenge. "Oh? maybe you could indulge me in such wonderful endeavors." Drakkonis hissed out in a rather intrigued tone, If the ground gave way under the woman she would fall into a rather deep dark pit.<e>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena felt the ground give way from under her feet and her wings outstretched and flapped away from the ground and landed on a rafter above as they were inside now while she was following Lucien. She let the guards take Lucien to her chambers as she looked down, she was able to hear the males voice asking her to indulge him and she glared down<c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : not seeing him right away speaking out from the roof. "I don't think so little man. You are crossing dangerous territory young one.." She said, her eyes glowing from silver to a golden red as she glared down looking for his figure and keeping away from the pit. "Only one man gets to touch me and he is not you." <e>
Ɒɾᶏƙƙℴդɪƽ noticed that the woman outstretched her wings and took flight into some rafter's, He scoffed a little and hissed once more. "But I shall have a single touch on you one day...you may not suspect it so...but it will happen." Drakkonis moved around a little bit in a shadow like pool before reforming behind his father, He stretched and yawned a little bit. "Is there a place I can rest my weary head for the time?" Drakkonis asked his father.<e>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena flew back down from the rafters and landed swiftly on her feet in the hall speaking out. "Not bloody likely..Damien will have your head" She explained as she started to head back down the hall rather to check on Gisselle and Tylan before retiring the night to keep watch over Lucien, she was going to have his hide for taking off like <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : that and almost getting himself killed. That made her think more about possibly talking to Damien in the future of making him like her, an ancient, so she would never have to worry about his health again, he would live as she and they would be together for a long time, but for now it was not a subject to bring up at this time...not until she <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : was sure Lucien would be hers for a lifetime. <e>
Ɒɾᶏƙƙℴդɪƽ rushed the woman while casting shadows all around the hall, Drakkonis cackled at the comment of his father having his head. The darkness that had been cast shook and moved as if it was laughing as well, Drakkonis appeared in front of the woman by slowly raising himself from the ground. His form different than before, Drakkonis had shapeshifted into his humanisk form that allowed him to live among other's. "If you won't allow such a being as myself to play or even have the opportunity<c>
Ɒɾᶏƙƙℴդɪƽ to play even...then do not tempt one with such desires." Drakkonis grinned softly before narrowing his crimson gaze upon her, "As for my father taking my head...I must laugh...you see...he and I...are quite matched." <e>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena glared at the man as the eyes changed from silver to brilliant gold. She outstretched her wings feeling the darkness around her, she had to get rid of it, she didn't even speak. Quickly she shot a blast out towards Drakkonis's chest. If successful, it would knock him backwards and if he has any weaknesses to the light it would possibly<c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : make him a bit ill or weakened. "I do not tempt you at all, I was trying to heal my love not attract you. I am a one man woman.." She said glaring as her body started to glow that iridescent golden glow to ward off the darkness away from her. <e>
Ɒɾᶏƙƙℴդɪƽ had phased through the attack and used one of his many special abilities, When the attack phased through him it disappeared and came shooting out of another shadow on a wall near the woman. The shadow it had come out of dissipated due to the light radiating upon it, Drakkonis however was effected slightly by the light but quickly recovered. He grinned and summoned more shadows to fill the halls until it drowned out the light, "The stronger the light...the stronger the darkness..." Drakkonis whispered<c>
Ɒɾᶏƙƙℴդɪƽ softly, He held his right hand out and summoned a double head scythe.
Ɒɾᶏƙƙℴդɪƽ : <e>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena really didn't know how to combat this, she had not been fully trained by Damien and she had never combatted another ancient. She was trying to shroud the darkness away from her as her wings outstreched, she was going to call upon the seraphims with her staff until he had made the comment about the stronger the light the stronger the <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : darkness. She blinked and spoke out. "Does that not work in reverse as well......give up.." She said coldly as she outstretched her wings and was continuing to glow keeping it away from her. She had not attacked back because he did not counter hoping that maybe he got the message that she wasn't interested and he couldn't have her. <e>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ simply tilted his head as he watched the rather amusing scene unfold before his eyes, the darkness now keeping his eyes on the two of them from one of the rafters, his back rested against the support beam to the ceiling. "The brighter the sun, the greater the shadow that can be cast by it." He remarked with a laugh, the two of them well aware of what the shadows were capable of, as well as what the light could do to counter it. "This may prove interesting." He remarked, his words heard only by his self.
Ɒɾᶏƙƙℴդɪƽ grinned and waved a hand in a circular motion, The darkness that engulfed the halls started to shift and move. They slowly circled and started to rise up towards the woman of light, Once in reach they surrounded her completely in a form of a ball and soon collapsed in on itself sending her to a different realm. This realm kept many of being warm and comfy but to most it was torture and unpleasant, This realm was Hell. Drakkonis shifted the darkness around him and appeared in the same realm <c>
Ɒɾᶏƙƙℴդɪƽ that the woman was in, Drakkonis chuckled a little before speaking outloud. "Welcome to Hell."
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena felt the heat and the background change. She could smell the brimstone and the sulfer, the light tried to flicker herself out to the Elysian fields before she lost too much of her energy but her light started to flicker out. Her wings retracted back into her back and she collapsed on the ground unable to use her light magic in this <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : realm, she wasn't trained enough, wasn't strong enough as she started to cough from the putrid smells of tortured souls. Her eyes closed as her body laid against the hot rock, still alive, still breathing, but nausiated from the stench and the lack of power due to it being pulled from the realm. She was able to purify Damien's blood, but a <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : single Celestial was no match for hell itself, she needed backup and she was too far down to call upwards for assistance....she should of called when she was in the halls. All she could think about now was Lucien. <E>
Ɒɾᶏƙƙℴդɪƽ walked over to the woman and placed his right hand gently on one of her cheek's and jaw bone, It was soft and almost caring. Drakkonis had shown some compassion, The demon picked up the woman and decided to take her back home. He had all the intention in the world to fight the woman but he just simply wanted to prove that he could touch her, Drakkonis wasn't afraid of any consequences nor the outcome of what may happen. "Come now...you obviously shouldn't be here...and it would be wise to get you out<c>
Ɒɾᶏƙƙℴդɪƽ before thing's that want to do even more worse things to you than I do...come for you..." Drakkonis then surrounded himself in shadows along with the girl and brought her back to the halls she was taken from.
Ɒɾᶏƙƙℴդɪƽ : <e>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ blinked for a brief moment, as what looked to be a swarm of shadows gathered around them, surrounding them in a layer of mist, soot, ash, and sulfuric fumes, the shadows soon fading into the air, leaving the darkness to guess where they went. However, because of such a high concentration of not just shadows, but the aroma of sulfuric residue, he knew that they would end up taken down to the Infernal plane, the darkness now heaving a sigh as he shook his head. "The fuck was that for, dude?" He inquired.
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena still had the sulfiric residue in her nostrils and on her body, by the time he touched her cheek she felt it but was unconscious after she felt his fingertips upon her flesh, she was disgusted, mortified, fearing the worst and trying to stay awake. She could tell his intentions from the get go and she feared the worst, even worser still <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : feared the wraith of Lucien when he comes to. She started coming too feeling the cold stone floor of the halls against her skin as she felt herself being set on the floor. Her wings were able to come back out of her back and they just encircled the light being that was trying to recover from the over abundance of darkness. <e>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ tilted his head when she was in fact awake, but it was here when he noticed something. The shadows that had once collected near him, were now moving away, the darkness now reaching out his left hand towards her. As he did, his body would shift from a slightly tanned, violet eyed creature, clad completely in black, to an entity of pure energy, the creature's body now completely replaced. Seven different colors could be seen in its place, his back revealing pure white, almost starlight wings, the now c>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ radiant being leaning over the light in a protective fashion, his wings of star fire acting as a shield, so she could use his energy to heal from. "It may take some patience, and a lot more exposure to that plane, but each time you visit, your body will build up a resistance." He informed her, his voice this time a little higher, its echo like music, rather than an Infernal legion. "Your body will heal more rapidly, since now it's been exposed to it, so it knows what to expect from there." He whispered.
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : She at first jumped and shyed away from his touch, she didn't have her focus completely and thought it was Drakkonis touching her, she didn't know what he had done to her while she was unconscious and feared the worst. When she heard Damien's voice she settled a bit listening to what he had to say about that particular plane. She was drawn to <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : his light like a moth to a flame as her hands latched onto him clutching onto his clothing on the shoulder area drawing his light energy slowly leaning her head against his chest. She felt vulnerable and shaken after being sent to hell, it probably does that to a person that has never been there before, but she was visably shaken.. She wanted<c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : to know what exactly he did to her but she couldn't quite talk yet she was still in a bit of shock. <e>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ nodded, the radiant, pure white energy area moving to show just where his head, and face were, the spectrum creature now bringing his self much closer to her, the pale red, and orange glow of his hands, as well as the golden yellow glow of his arms now draping around her, so she could embrace the energy she needed, that pure white area of his once more tilted in curiosity. "What you see now, is what you essentially are." He chuckled a little. "It is very rare that I do this, but it will help you a lot."
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : Nimena absorbed some light from him and felt his arms going around her sort of like a blanket. That smell of sulfer was never going to leave her nostrils it was almost putrid to her. She could feel herself a little stronger though, she had enough to where she could sustain herself and thats all that she needed. She released him and spoke out <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : in soft tones. "What...did your son....do to me...??" She asked very quietly and had a concerned tone in her voice, the last thing she remembered was him carressing her cheek in an almost sexual manner that scared her because she was powerless in hell, or at least felt powerless. She had sulfer and brimstone all over her clothing, it was a <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : horrible stench, possibly quite pleasant to Damien's nostrils, she wasn't sure, but what she was sure of was she didn't know what happened while she was unconscious
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : <e>
ℒℴɾɗ ℬℓᶏͼƙɦℯᶏɾϮ shook his head when he was released, the creature's radiant presence still being delivered towards her in shallow rays, each one a different hue than the last. What had once been the darkness, now appeared to be completely opposite to what it was, but it was just how he was. In a way, it was how he was able to withstand so many realms, without becoming ill, or losing strength. "All he'd done, was prove he could touch you, before bringing you back." He informed her with a smirk. "Kid always was a brat."
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : She nodded softly and was thankful that it was the only thing that happened. She stood up and spoke out softly. "Thank you Damien, I think I am going to check on Lucien after I clean hell off of me....I think your son needs to stay away from me for a while?" She said before bowing her head to Damien and starting to head down the hall to her <c>
¤Ɲiɱέɳᾶ¤ : chambers for the evening to take care of Lucien......not going to tell him while he was in his current condition of what had transpired. <e>
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