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Post by Amariah Naisetra on Feb 11, 2008 17:48:32 GMT -5
The temple was pitch black. No moon, nor stars lit up any inch of the dark, evil place. All was silent, save for soft voice of Xyimi, who stood in the middle of the temple in her human form. "Rise up...You bow tonight...Say your prayers...Hide the light..." She whispered to herself as the torches lit at once. The flames caused shadows to dance upon the blackend walls of the temple. Xyimi rose to her feet and began walking in circles, following a pattern on the marble floor. "Elenia...Come back to me..." She whispered softly as she felt a tear trickle down her pale cheek. She missed her daughter dearly, and also her lover Oshi, whom had been murdered long ago...((Read Xyimi's profile if you're a bit confused  ) |
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Post by Aladrian Tlachtga on Feb 11, 2008 18:44:23 GMT -5
Sirius strolled into the temple, bold as brass. This temple was a little different however, the walls were black and harsh, He could sense a God, but it wasn’t one he’d met before. Not a surprise, His knowledge of others gods was still slim. He was just about to come up with some sarcastic mark before he saw her… For one she was beyond gorgeous. But the sadness in her words even tugged at his heart, considering he thought his heart was no longer even there. For once he had no sarcastic comment, the best he could must was to lean on one of the walls, his black coat settling around his feet. A story dawned on him at that point, of a god whose lover was killed by the same God who had forced him into this place. He might be wrong; she may not be her… so there was no harm in trying.
“Leonox is a right idiot…” His voice was its usual droll tone, but lacking the sarcasm her reserved for everyone else. The flames cast an odd shadow over his face as he stood in silence waiting for her reply.
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Post by Amariah Naisetra on Feb 11, 2008 20:10:00 GMT -5
Xyimi felt the tingling sensation that another God was near, yet she hadn't reacted to it until she heard a voice. A male voice. Lifting her dark head slightly, she turned to face the man. By his words, she knew that he was the God she had sensed, for no mere mortal knew of Xyimi's heartbraking story of how Leonox's jelousy tore her true love away from her, along with her daughter. Xyimi let out a soft chuckle, his words cheering her up just a bit. Leonox was one person that she truly hated with a passion, despite the love that they once shared long, long ago.
"Oh I must agree with you..." Her voice drifted like smooth waves in the air, echoing slightly in the large, creepy temple.
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Post by Aladrian Tlachtga on Feb 14, 2008 16:12:05 GMT -5
“And isn’t it just stunning how everyone loves him? The divine word…” Sirius scoffed has he pushed his arm of the wall, circling around to the side of her, leaning in a casual fashion, this time with his back to the wall. His black leather boots made no sound as he’d walked over this time; he brushed his coat backward, his fingers looping into the belt of his trousers. The man could look casual at an apocalypse if he wanted to.
This god was a little more interesting, he’d heard stories, one if which was now validated. But he didn’t even know what this woman was a god off. Sometimes being separate from the others had its bad side. However, she wasn’t reacting as violently towards him like Arthang, or as concerned as Sab. Two things of which he was very thankful for.
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Post by Amariah Naisetra on Feb 27, 2008 22:28:35 GMT -5
"Yes yes...I do believe it is only because they cower in fear...Believing that he will ultimatly destroy them if they do as much as step one hair out of line..." Xyimi said in a low voice, her purple eyes watching the god's movements. She could sense that he wasn't a god of anything good...Definatly no god of love or nature. This thought brought a smile to her pale face. She lowered her eyes again to the floor, her feet moving once again along the beautifully pattern tiles.
"May I ask what it is that Leonox has done to make you hate him so?" Perhaps if he gave her an answer, she'd share her story. But for now, she'd keep quiet, unless he already knew of her more than famous life.
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Post by Aladrian Tlachtga on Feb 28, 2008 2:18:27 GMT -5
“My Existence...” he smirked with his head lightly cocked to one side; she was the first God to enquire about his hate for the man of which everybody loved. “Unfortunately I have that fool for a father, except I wasn’t born in the Falls and I don’t have a mother.” He shrugged lightly, the story of his birth was abnormal at best, and many of the God’s shunned him purely due to the location of his birth. It didn’t even shock him any more for them, although they hid their distaste for him behind the fact that he had turned to Evil.
“I was born onto the earth through his mistake, a bolt of him lightning hit the earth and infected it with lightning, but it raged uncontrollably... and some one needed to help the pathetic humans. I was the next bolt he threw down.” A flash of anger crashed through his face, at the same time there was a loud crack a few miles away as a bolt of lightning hit the ground. Few of the good God’s believed that he was injured or trapped somewhere now, the storms were getting steadily worse and he was the one supposed to stop them from getting out of hand. Only Arthang wasn’t blind enough to notice that he was now starting the storms. “And we have the fun of my amazing life story” he grinned and mock bowed before leaning back again.
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