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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 9:27:43 GMT -5
*Icarus led Malefica into his room. It was lush and decadent, but oddly sparse of personal items. It was nearly perfectly pristine, as if he was almost never in it.*
"There we are..."
*He shut and locked the door behind her.*
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 9:30:37 GMT -5
*Malefica looked around.*
"You have a... nice rom." *she said shyly, not used to being alone with a man, especially not a stranger.*
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 9:33:28 GMT -5
"Thank you."
*Icarus gestured that she might sit on the bed if she liked. He crossed the room to open a cabinet.*
"Please make yourself comfortable. Might I get you something to drink?"
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 9:38:43 GMT -5
*Malefica sat down on the bed, unsure it was appropriate to do so when she had only known the man for a few minutes. Well, it was not like anything would happen, she thought by herself, innocent as she was.*
"Yes please," *she replied polite, not knowing it could be dangerous to accept drinks from strangers.*
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 19:20:43 GMT -5
*Icarus smiled and nodded, pouring them both a glass of bourbon. He approached her and handed her a glass.*
"There...I hope it helps you relax a bit."
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 19:24:36 GMT -5
*Malefica took the glass of bourbon and smelled it. She had never tasted alcohol before. The strong smell made her gasp for air.*
"Thank you, Monsieur."
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 19:32:56 GMT -5
*He stood at the foot of the bed, swirling his glass and sipping it. With his fingertips, he nudged the bottom of her glass up, suggesting that she drink it.*
"It'll help warm you."
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 19:37:42 GMT -5
*Malefica looked up at him with her big, innocent doe-eyes, not quite sure if she could trust him. Hesitating she lifted her glass and took a little sip from it. The strong taste of alcohol burned in her stomach and made her cough. Tears welled up in her eyes from all the coughing. She gasped for air.*
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 19:40:58 GMT -5
*Icarus's smile widened.*
"That's my girl..."
*He pull up a chair across from her and sat.*
"So tell me more about this...situation that has you so vexed."
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 19:50:32 GMT -5
*Malefica blushed again. She felt like a complete idiot for not being able to drink alcohol like a grown woman.*
"When I first arrived in Paris, I was very alone. I was lucky enough to find a room at the Opera House. I have a dream to become an opera singer some day. When I went to explore the building, I heard beautiful music from the Rehearsal room. I had to find out who was playing so beautiful. There was a tall, dark-haired man with golden eyes by the piano. His name is Loke and he is a trickster god from Norse Mythology. I found out that he had trolls blood in him, and that makes him wounderable. He CAN be killed, but it takes strong efforts. When he found out that I could read his mind, he was furious. He has threatened to kill me several times. He has also tried to rape me and force me to marry him. I will rather die!"
*She threw her head back proudly, like the princess she was.*
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 19:56:30 GMT -5
*Icarus listened quietly, his brow arched. When she was done, he was quiet for a long moment, apparently in thought, although nothing seemed to be in his surface thoughts.*
"And what would you give to be rid of him?"
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 20:03:51 GMT -5
*Malefica looked at him with big eyes. This man actually could help her get rid of Loke? Forever? He could not be mortal....*
"What do you want from me?"
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 20:06:42 GMT -5
*Icarus smiled at her a moment, then dropped his eyes to his glass.*
"Well...that would depend on what you're offering. How much would it be worth to you?"
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Post by Malefica on Jan 8, 2008 20:14:04 GMT -5
*Malefica looked at him again. He WAS special. Why couldn't she read all his thoughts? She felt he was hiding something from her. And yet.... She knew she could never marry Loke. He was too disgusting. Just the thought of it made her feel sick.*
"I'll give ANYTHING!" *she answered in despair.*
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Post by Icarus on Jan 8, 2008 20:19:22 GMT -5
You should know better than to say that.
*Icarus turned his head inquisitively.*
"Would you sacrifice your virginity? Your freedom? Your soul?"
*There was no malice in his voice, only curiosity.*
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