Crows Murder

 

[12:22] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) gave a faint nod, her eyes sweeping about the room as she remained perfectly still. She listened again for the sound and where it came from below in the house. Turning to him she spoke quietly, ‘Kaiila interrogated him about various things regarding who you had been around, where and all. To try and pinpoint where this comes from.”

[12:22] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “I see” he said motioning her to continue

[12:26] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet): Giving him a nod she continued to listen for sounds of someone coming up the stairs and rose up to stand while still talking as if nothing was a miss. “It was then I learned of the, familial similarities.” she glanced to Severus and said softly, ‘I was not aware.” she took a step and moved to where she could see the stair well, her hand lifting her skirt to draw the quiva free. She made not a sound as she spoke to him, her voice clear and lacking intent. “I believe she intends on tissue samples, blood and beyond that, I do not know.”

[12:27] Crow (melchior.wardell) didn’t wish to pry in what seemed to be a private conversation. He ponders while looking at the view when something triggered his attention and he looked up the stairs.

[12:28] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): His eyes narrowed, if she were anyone else she would be on his list to silence permanantly for what she knew.., his lips thinned at her words and then he responded to the last “Yes that is what I expected from her.. ”

[12:30] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) cast sparing glances to the doorway and stair well. She would at least manage some noisy defence if an unwanted visitor found out about her guest. She turned back to him and caught the look. He never did hide his displeasure well. She simply smiled at the man. If he didn’t know by now she’d never betray him or others of his family, then he didn’t know the woman at all. “I believe she and I shared some common thoughts, granted though, I am no physician. I think I assimilate by osmosis.” she teased a moment and glanced back at the doorway, her brow furrowed wondering who had made the sounds below.

[12:32] Crow (melchior.wardell) had no intent to snoop around or make his presence a secret and started to pace. The footfalls were perhaps silent but taking not much note of his weapons they gave that sound that betrayed his blade and daggers.

[12:33] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “I may be old as sand here but even I can hear those light steps, you should see him up, after eighty years I could recognise those feet anywhere.. ” he said dryly

[12:35] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) arched a brow and nodded, reaching to her skirt and raising it again to replace the quiva in its sheath. She knew he meant Crow and turned to head for the stairs, stopping at the top and calling down, “Killer, come up. He’s awake.” Light steps carried the pee pod of a pixie size woman back to the room and went to take another bowl from the cabinet. “Does he drink blackwine as you do?”

[12:36] Crow (melchior.wardell) arched a brow and walked towards the stairs before giving a glance as to be sure none would see him going up.

[12:37] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “Yes the bastard is always stealing my supplies” he said his course scratchy voice light on the air as he seemed to try to force it out through protesting lungs

[12:38] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) had allready slipped out of sight and was busy filling the bowl from the carafe. She held it up to Severus, ‘More?”

[12:38] Crow (melchior.wardell) chuckles overhearing the last of their conversation “hmm… it seems he isn’t that bad in his health hmm…” he taunts while he of course noted instantly the terrible condition he was in. “Hmm…that grey should go … it hardly suits you.” he kept his voice leveled while he tried to reason and ponder on the things he was told.

[12:39] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) looked from Crow to Severus and back, then approached the younger and handed him the bowl of blackwine. “Welcome.” she offered softly.

[12:40] Crow (melchior.wardell) dipped his head respectful when he took the bowl “Thank you.” he replied gallant as ever.

[12:40] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): He shook his head, it had been a struggle to eat the broth and the bread remained almost untouched.. His eyes turned to Crow, he detested him seeing his form like this and soon looked away “I trust you are well killer” he said forcing the words out with as much strength he could muster, yet it still sounded scratchy to his own ears. “Yes well I could always use that black dye the fisher women sell to unlucky sluts that grey early ” he mused then shook his head

[12:41] Crow (melchior.wardell) nodded towards Severus “I feel well, but I fear that won’t do you much good at this point. I beleive there are some concerns that might keep you from your grave old man.” the words didn’t hold the tease but were sincere and perhaps as a son would speak to his father.

[12:43] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “There are always concerns weither they are mine is another matter” he said with a smirk.. “But tell me of them” he said forcing the words out as well as he could

[12:44] Crow (melchior.wardell) chuckles darkly “Well it depends how many you have sired. As I believe the physicians fear for the entire caste … because of what you are facing.” his brow arched “I of course know of several but have not spoken of any of them … as it is not my place … to do so.”

[12:44] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) set the carafe down and replaced the stopper then turned to look at the two men a moment. Like some crimson and gold statue she stood there and remained quiet as they bantered, not involving herself in their words. Her eyes went to the doorway and then to Crow. “I can bring you a chair, if you wish, Killer.”

[12:45] Crow (melchior.wardell) smiled to the lady and it seemed to be sincere “Thank you, but I rather keep on my feet … ” he waved his hand “However if you wish to take a seat please … do so.” he said graciously.

[12:49] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “None of my brothers have been aflicted, it is rare.. and my father never suffered only my grandfather.. ” he recalled aloud.. “As for sons you are my eldest and there are very few others, due to my selective ways only those twins by that woman when I was of the Red have I sired and I think one is dead and the other a fool” he said not mentioning her name, “And what of you.. have you been spreading your black spawn through Gor Crow?”

[12:52] Crow (melchior.wardell) frowns as his past was not one he had shared a lot and clearly not when he changed caste. “Ever since I am in the caste I haven’t.” he started while he now gave an intent look to the regent “But before … Yes …” his eyes seemed to darken of the painful memory “The only one I know that was alive … I have lost in Salernum … and I am still unsure if she ever made it through the kurr attack.” he held her name silent.

[12:54] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet): The woman remained silent and even distant perhaps as if removed from their conversation. She did turn and lean towards Severus, her voice soft as that of a lover. “If you will pardon me. I will take the bowl down stairs and get some liana vines.” Standing aright she smiled and bowed her head to Crow and slipped passed unobtrusively.

[12:55] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “Ah yes” he said knowing the woman he spoke of, he had known of that for some time.. “The women have never been affected nor thier progency.. only direct males.. it seems, if she is alive she and any children have little to be concerned over.. ” he said hoping that would ease his mind, the subject of family was taboo in the caste, that did not mean in dark places they did not speak of it to trusted ones, however trust between assassins was a fragile thing, “As have I not sired since joining the caste it is most unwise ” he said solemly

[12:57] Crow (melchior.wardell) nods slow “Well you tried to beat that in to any of the lads brains.” he stated with a slight of amusement. “Again … I don’t know what to think of this. ” he added truthfully “If this is the same as Solomon we know there is a remedy … if it is not … and someone was able to poison you … I fear you have lost that what makes us killers … unable to keep ourselves safe.”

[12:59] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “I do believe this passess down the male line It killed my grandfather and great grandfather if my records are correct and two great uncles.. ” he said sounding almost sure of himself

[13:00] Crow (melchior.wardell) nods “I have told the physician she can do some bloodtests if that helps to determine what this is about … if there is something else needed, I will of course do what I can to be sure it is delivered.” he promised “Again … if this is about you loosing life … it needs to be you that tells how to continue … not some women that might feel this a way to obtain a position that secures her in the caste.” he didn’t mean the regent but Kaiila having noticed her very often with the BC.

[13:03] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “She does tend to be around when assassins are in need” he mused “Just keep her on a tight reign this does not spread past this room” he said sternly, though his voice was hoarse

[13:04] Crow (melchior.wardell) arched a brow “In truth … I don’t feel I am the one that needs to keep her anywhere … I am sure she is aware that any word of her will make her take a last breath soon.”

[13:07] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “And the regent is a valuable ally ” he said not using the word friend “I would be irritated to lose that connection but she must remain silent of course..and I believe she knows this more aptly than any other ”

[13:08] Crow (melchior.wardell) nods thoughtfully “She is to be trusted she has shown that on many occassions. In truth I trust her more than Kaiila.”

[13:11] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “Aye but you were not the one drugged and dragged here by that sneaky she sleen” by his tone it was obvious he found the sittuation irritating but admired her daring.. few would attempt such on his person.

[13:12] Crow (melchior.wardell) nodded but held his grin to himself this time. “Either way … since the woman is not here and I have obligations else where … is there something I need to do or can do ?”

[13:12] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) would snort and mutter of course, if she heard the surly scoundrel’s words. And she didn’t drag his gnarly scrawny arse either but took great care. Next time she’ll drop him on his head.

[13:15] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) returns just as noisely as she can up the stairs and then appears with a towel, a bowl of hot water and a cloth. The steam rising up visible even in the island’s humidity. She stood there behind Crow and cleared her throat before slipping passed him to set the bowl on the cabinet.

[13:16] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “No.. just give Kaiila what she needs and keep an eye on her and the samples. I dont want ehr deluding herself this is some new poison sent to destroy all masters, and if I do not survive I would like a pyre with only one there to say goodbye I do not want a huge croud like the ones I have attended.. ”

[13:17] Crow (melchior.wardell) nods slow “Hmmm are you sure … I met that woman … Jessy … with another relative of yours.”

[13:20] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “Oh” he said masking his interest “Has Saccius returned from the arse end of nowhere?”

[13:21] Crow (melchior.wardell) arched a brow “Saccius .. oh no …Lucien I think the man is called … one of the Alaar .. ” he shook his head at the memory “Shouted his need for a killer one time in Ar.”

[13:25] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet): The woman could have been a mute for all any would know. She never spared a glance further to the two speaking but went about her business. The cupboard was opened and another towel was retrieved and both then set to the cot beside the wrinkled old man. The tray she used to bring up the broth and blackwine found new purpose as the support for the large bowl of steaming water that now sat beside Severus. The coarse cloth was laid there on the edge so he could tend to himself as he wished. Though she did pause to look up at him and offered a faint, “Kaiila demanded.” and that was all she said.

[13:25] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “That sounds like him, ” he mused , “He was the youngest, I was a man by the time he was born would follow me around carrying my shield ” he said with a very rare smirk almost a smile, “He was far more jovial than I found the fun in any sittuation, he also took the blame for our fathers murder, he is not subtle in any sense but he is always direct and a demon with a blade he nearly took arm off one time”

[13:26] Crow (melchior.wardell) grins “You want him notified of where you are ?” he asks perhaps giving him a chance to meet him and the woman Jessy who had been an important part in his life.

[13:28] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “I wonder what he is doing with Jessy, that I had not anticipated” he said his mind formulating over that strange turn of events. he glanced at Crow, “No that will not be wise last think I need is Jessy screaching at me that will most certainly kill me off, I had once thought I could set her on candidates instead of the stand.. ”

[13:29] Crow (melchior.wardell) laughs “Oh I am sure … they would have some run for their part.” he nods “I need to depart … but will check in regularly … and if there is anything needed … sent a messenger … ”

[13:29] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “As for Lucien .. no he has not the mind of a killer and as he is now Alar that also proves … interesting. and perhaps usefull.. ”

[13:30] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet) stepped back to the hutch and stood there with her back to it and her eyes set upon the two men with an impassive glance.

[13:31] Severus Koskinen (severus.koskinen): “Aye Gold and Steel Crow and do not be concerned you are far to lucky a bastard to be aflicted with this I am sure.. ”

[13:32] Anjali Cazalet (anjali.cazalet): She offered reverntly to Crow a bow and solemn, ‘Gold and Steel, Killer.” Her smile rose to the emerald fires, genuine and sincere.

[13:33] Crow (melchior.wardell) inclines his head “It seems weed is hard to kill hmmm…” he bows to the lady “Thank you for your care and if there is anything needed find me.” he faced Severus again “Gold and Steel .. and let us hope the PK have bigger plans than leaving you grey and skinny.” he laughs and turns quickly to leave not giving him time to give him some snarky reply he was used too.

[01:33] Severus Koskinen: “i should have drowned him at birth. ” he muttered incincerly

 

[13:25] Crow (melchior.wardell) entered the room and noitces the man standing there naked “Where is your girl ?” he simply asks having a thought on the issue. Than as if by magic he spots her in the window. A quick flick of his fingers towards her made her clearly aware she needed to enter.

[13:25] Savir (soren.davidov) took the blade form the girl and slipped it back into his bracer at the same speed in which it was produced.

[13:27] emiko (nevva.nightfire) slips closer to the winder, her she could not help herself, she was inquistative and wanted to know if her Master was still alive and what was happening in the office…. Trying to be sly as she looks though the window she swallows seeing Crow gazing in her direction…. Cursing under her breath at the careless nature of her approach she does not look into His dark eyes but pretends she had not noticed….

[13:28] Crow (melchior.wardell) stepped towards the window and pushed the seeker roughly aside. If he would have to flick his finger again … her life would indeed end rather quick. His arrow in this close range would break the window and make the hit still lethal. The small click of making it in his reach quickly was perhaps the only thing to learn for those in the room.

[13:29] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) listens carefully to all that the Killer stated and simply nods “I have none at present his voice composed although his body was not, but he endured the orders and remained true to his goal, that being to be trained in the black arts, seeing the Assassin enter the room he greats with a simple “Tal Killer, my girl is in the City where abouts I do not know” then his eyes spot her as he his pushed aside

[13:30] Savir (soren.davidov) cocked his head to the side and asked the seeker “So you would have your slave spy on us while we conducted our business?” he inquired darkly.

[13:30] emiko (nevva.nightfire) lets out a held breath, her body filled with excitement and terror as she peeks once more through the glass seeing her Master naked within… lips curling into a smile momentarily before noting Crow’s inritated gaze upon her and the arrow held carefully in place… moving at speed she turns and heads for the door of the Office, she knew she was in trouble now but dare not try to run…

[13:32] Crow (melchior.wardell) again pushed the seeker aside when he steps to the door. In one swift movement he opened the door, reaching out and grabbing her roughly while he pulled her in the room. He didn’t allow her to kneel while his other hand kept her up. There seemed to be no compassion in his eyes. Everything he did, he did with purpose and his pose showed he was hardly done at this point.

[13:33] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) “what she does, when she has been dismissed from my presence, as she was before I entered the office, is her choice, I instructed her to disappear” his voice full of supprise as he sees her enter the room, a look of discust in his eyes

[13:33] emiko (nevva.nightfire): /mes small hand lifts with a shake as she goes to open the door and slips within as it is flung open, falling to her knees and parting slender ivory thighs she places her wrists crossed behind her… “Greetings Masters, greetings kajira” she whispers, her eyes kept lowered as she tries to control verocity of her beating heart…

[13:34] Lyrael (toinette.levee) sits quietly at Savir’s boot, surveying the scene as it plays out infront of her. She was wide eyed that the slave took two tries to come in to Crow. If Lyr had been brave enough to defy a killer, she would not be sat there now. She would still be running. Her eyes go from the seeker to his girl and to Crow and back again. She’s close enough to lean on Savir, but she doesn’t as he’s still blood spattered.

[13:36] Crow (melchior.wardell) had of course heard the words of the seeker, but he had heard so many excuses when it came to their slaves. But he knew this slave and was very aware of her skills. He reached out to grab her long dark raven locks and twisted them around his fist. Uncompromising and without compassion he moved her so she would face her owner. his other hand reached between them while a button was pushed and a small knife errupted from his bracer. “Tell me maggot … is she yours ?” the question posed as if there was a hidden motive behind it a clear test perhaps ?”

[13:37] Savir (soren.davidov) watched the master assasssin and remained silent, as he had the situation well in hand, but remained poised and ready, shold the seeker attack Crow.

[13:39] emiko (nevva.nightfire) trembles visibly under His grasp, His eyes as dark as ever she had seen them frightened her to the bone, she dare not look around the room to see her Masters reaction to her spying, she knew how stupid she had been and no doubt would pay for it in one way or another…. Standing on the tips of her toes as she desperately tries to hold herself in one place she says nothing, He no doubt knew why she was there… suddenly the knife was at her throat and her eyes glazed over as if to protect herself from what might happen, the pain from His grip flowing over her… her training coming into play it was as if her own life did not matter even to herself… He was a Killer and would do with her as He wished

[13:40] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) eyes remain narrow as he stares at the girl “that animal is nothing, other than to be used as a slave should be used” his anger towards her disobedience fllowing through him “do with her as you wish” knowing it was his life or hers

[13:41] Crow (melchior.wardell) traced the knife over one vein that showed her increased heartbeat. “Tell me if she was of no value … why would you even have her ?” his question again one with meaning.

[13:43] emiko (nevva.nightfire) tries to swallow, her mouth dry as if she had been lost in a desert… sea green eyes narrowing as she hears His response, even though she had expected nothing less, it was hard to hear from any owner that they did not care if you lived or died…. Shudders runs down her spine as the sharp edge floats over her skin…

[13:47] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) “I am no fool, I know a well trained slave when I see one, and one as unusual as she is a rearity on Gor, I had been watching her for many days in Fina when her Master offered to sell her… she is a beauty but I wish to train more then I wish to have this slave on my chain” he said watching the girl shiver

[13:48] Crow (melchior.wardell) trusted the blade towards the seeker “If that is true … carve her breast … but first.” he pauses for effect while he still held her secured against him “Tell me with what you would carve her … what symbol you want her to carry ?” again the question with intent.

[13:51] Lyrael (toinette.levee)’s hand unconciously headed up to her wounded shoulder. The pain was still fresh enough for her to grimace at the thought of what was about to happen to the girl. She risked a look up to Savir, but then her eyes fell back on to the scene playing out before her… facinated.

[13:52] Savir (soren.davidov) slipped the quiva back from his bracer, not the bloody one, and began cleaning the dried blood from underneath his fingernails, watching those before him in silent witness. He wondered if the seeker would carve the girl up or not.

[13:55] emiko (nevva.nightfire) feels her lungs expand with a fast intake of breath, she had not expected Him to mark her, to draw blood with the dagger, perhaps she had been away from the darkness for too long it had softened her a little, bright green eyes glazed with tears close momentarily as she waits for His reply, hoping He might think of a way to convince the Killer it was better she was alive… but her hopes were not high… He had to prove Himself and she was only a slave to be used as they wished…

[13:55] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) ‘s eyes slyly dance around the room, hearing the Killers request “she already wares my mark that which is of unkown markings on Gor” unsure of the Killers question “you are above me Killer, tel me what mark you wish to have engraved upon her breast, I will carve her if that’s what you wish but surly she is worth more un-scared” he pointed to Savir “the Killer mentioned I was to sign her over” reaching out his hand in ready ness to take the dagger from him

[14:00] Crow (melchior.wardell) hears him and there seemed to be a moment of consideration if the words were spoken in bravery, foolishness or truth. With a flick of his fist he made her small frame turn so she would face him. The dagger he had held he had pulled back from the seeker and now hilt seemed to be towards the girl “Temptress … have you heard his word ?” he asks her intently his eyes seemed to be as daggers to her own “He has marked you with an unknown mark, making others wonder what mark you carry … which makes them perhaps feel you should be avoided, killed perhaps.” he said to her tonelessly. “He has casted you off as if you were nothing … tell me ..” he pauses for effect “since he is naked …what do you wish to have carved upon his chest ?” again a question with intent ” and if you fail to answer or suggest anything I promise you this entire sentence will be carved deeply … which might not allow him to live.”

[14:01] Savir (soren.davidov) shrugged at the man. “Dont pawn your problem off on me seeker. Your attempt at mis-direction, is however noted.” he said simply as he cleaned under his fingernails, watching dried blood flakes drift to the floor. Watching Crow before him do his work, his face still empty, seemingly bored with them.

[14:03] Lyrael (toinette.levee) takes her cue from Savir, and starts scratching off the dried blood that clings to his boot. She’s adding her own little flakes of blood to the ones that are dropping from Savir’s blade. She’s intent on this task as a way of keeping busy while listening to the exchange. Besides, Savir was a mess, and it was in her nature to want to clean him up a bit.

[14:06] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) ‘s eyes remain narrowed as he watches the Killer stood before him trying to gage his every move, while he pushes his deep emotions for his girl deep down within him so as to show no sign of compassion to her, this was a test that he must pass, it was her life or his and he would not give his life for a mere animal. His eyes scan the floor as though looking for something but remains quiet and calm, the Killer had turned the situation round, he was testing her loyalty to her training and her Caste

[14:07] Crow (melchior.wardell) noted a killer enter while he kept the girl well secured by her hair and the dagger hilt facing her steady.

[14:07] emiko (nevva.nightfire) struggles slightly as she is turned… her emerald orbs pleading as they gaze up to Crow, He was not one to be gentle with slaves but it was worth a try she thought as salty tears overflow and cascade down her flushed cheeks…. she was angry at being thrown aside so easily by her Master, but she did not wish to see a Free Man scarred on her account… her mind raced as she tried desperately to think how to answer… “my mark is but a brand Master” she starts trying to form her words in her head before saying them… “most would not notice anything unusal when it is compared to my back”… she was trying to convince herself of this also, she had not thought it might cause an issue when He had done it… “if it would save Him from further marks or blood I would that you mark Him near His heart that it remind Him of me” she had no choice but to choose…. He had chosen to have her thrown aside… she would try to save Him from major blood loss

[14:08] Savir (soren.davidov) looked to the killer as he entered “Tal Killer” he simply said, himself covered in blood, from a recent kill he had not had time to wash off of him yet.

[14:09] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) notices another enter the room unsure of how to respond due the situation he was in nods “Tal Killer” are the two words that leave his lips, not wishing to offend and have a knife in his back for doing so

[14:09] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) opens the door lightly having heard voices on the other side. The sight that greets him from within is one that is not at all unfamiliar to him though the pressence of the slave is something of an outlier in his exerpience. Noting her position in the hands of the Master Assassin he can deduce well enough the events leading up to the present. With a nod to the killer’s present and thin smirk pulls at the corners of his mouth as he acknowledges them. “Killers…” he says mildly.

[14:10] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) pushes his hood back over his snowy locks to reveal features that seem fixed in scorn as they regard the seeker. He glances the from Crow to Savir. “Did the sleen excrement just speak? To me, no less?”

[14:10] Lyrael (toinette.levee)’s head whips around at the familiar suond of her Master’s voice. As Savir outranks her Master in this city, she stays where she is, but puts a questioning hand on his boot… asking silently if she can go to Gyrs. She does not speak aloud to greet Gyr, as she would not wish to interupt the MA at work… but she shoots him a sunny smile, and flexes her arm a bit to show him that she’s fit as a fiddle.

[14:12] Savir (soren.davidov) flexed his foot, gently nudding the slave, without giving her further notice or word. “I believe the sleen excrament, did indeed speak to you…killer” he noted flatly. “At least i think he was talking to you, for he would be ever dummer than he looked if he were greeting us again” he noted casually.

[14:14] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) hearing the words spoken about him decides its best to remain quiet, but had learnt that its best to wait until spoken to in future as he ignors the comments but remains vigulant

[14:14] Lyrael (toinette.levee) takes the nudge as permission to get next to Gyr. Without a word, she moves silently around the unfolding scene and folds down to her knees at Gyr’s side. She leans in to whisper “Tal, my Master.” very softly, hoping her words travelled only as far as his ears.

[14:16] Crow (melchior.wardell) again seemed to give a thorough consideration to her suggestion. Of course he knew her well and knew she would snake her way out of anything that would compromise her or him for that matter. Her training had been thorough and she still seemed to have that edge. He pushed her towards Ronin while he lets her hair go. “Gyr … keep her secured.” he tells him while he turns swiftly towards the seeker and his eyes roam his naked form to see if there was any tension he could observe. The dagger now seemed to face the seeker again. “A carve near your heart … it seems your girl trust me enough to get that close hmmm… perhaps I should carve it with … fool – maggot – ” he dipped his head to the others “Anyone have suggestions ?” he asks and although it perhaps was his cruel way at the expense of the seeker it was all about endurement, keeping cool and the first tests to see him worthy of any of his time.

[14:16] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo)’s face catches the questioning glance from the slut and his face hardens with the quality of volcanic rock. She needs no permission to be at the boot of her owner. The snap of his fingers should be signal enough of the fact. Then, addressing himself to unclothed seeker before him, he approaches and circles about him once, giving a small scoff upon completion of the circuit. “Clearly you put care a great deal for your appearence…” he says, his lips dripping with mockery. “Well formed sleen-dung remains sleen-dung.

[14:18] Savir (soren.davidov) tiled his head and began to name off names. “maggot, sleen, trouser snake, captain winky, bosk shit, dung heap, stain, moron, dink, tippy, florence, slave, bastard, stinky, winky, slug, slime, parasite, entrails” he muses on still cleaning under his fingernails with his quiva.

[14:19] emiko (nevva.nightfire) keeps her gaze intent on Crow, feeling weak as she waited for His response and then suddenly spinning as her body is pushed hard towards Ronin… , all was a test, she knew that, the problem was that the test could always end in death… more so then not around Killers… the conversations of the others in the rooms seem to swim in the background as she trembles before Ronin, she would rather it was her cut with the blade then her Master but she had not had that as an option…

[14:23] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) listens to all that was being said and the insults that were being thrown at him, seeing the Killer approach, tensing slightly as the dagger is pointed towards him “mark as you wish Killer” his voice remaining calm, he had been left with no choice, no sane man would dare take on three highly trained Killers unarmed and he wished to learn to a sly and cunning as them, he could only stand and wait for the outcome

[14:24] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) shoots a glance down at Lyrael…there is reproach in that look. Catching the dark-haired slut by the hair, he spins her back to him so that he might slip his forearm into the crook of one elbow and slide it across her back to grip the bicep of the other, effectively neutralizing her arms. Crow’s suggestion provides distraction enough, however. Noting the slave’s discomfiture he breaks into something the seems almost a horror to his face–a smile. “You needn’t worry yourself so, slut. The Master Assassin’s often been regarded as something of an artist with his blade…Albeit the compliment might have been referring to a different genre.

[14:25] Lyrael (toinette.levee) sits in silence and worries her bottom lip with her teeth. Her long standing habit of rubbing the toe of her Master’s boot when she’s fretting or thinking is in play at the moment. When Gyr turns the girl, Lyr impatiently pushes the sluts foot away, as to not interupt her need to rub….

[14:28] Crow (melchior.wardell) noticed the tension but kept it in his mind while his eyes seemed to hold that dark nothingness that made him often hard to read and very dangerous. “Kneel, maggot, face towards the window.” he tells him and there seemed to be no room in a debate on the matter “I will spare you the mark that will be often visual to others but …” he paused while he waited for the seeker to not face him any longer and winked towards Savir behind him “but I have to keep word and will carve you with two hearts. I am sure they will heal eventhough perhaps leave their marks for a long time.” he stated. He balanced his dagger and as it had been his killing dagger knew it would be sharp enough for the clean cuts he would inflict … eventually.

[14:28] emiko (nevva.nightfire) lets out a small whimpering sound as her arm is held securely, she was not stupid enough to protest at His hold and as her eyes close for but a moment she slows her breathing a little… at least she no longer had a knife at her throat… barely noticing the push upon her foot by the slave she lifts darkend lashes to watch what Crow did next, she knew what Crow was capable of…

[14:32] Savir (soren.davidov) finished cleaning underneath his fingernails and simply watched the scene before him unfold and slipped the dagger back into his quiva. His fingernails were already clean but the rest of him was still spattered with blood. And he just got everything clean from the person he killed the other day. Oh well, a slave’s work was never done, he watched the seeker intently to see if he obeyed.

[14:32] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) maintains his composure as he hears the Killers commands, turning towards the window his head remaining straight refusing to be intimidated simply does as he is asked, his mind and body preparing itself for the feel of the blade as it enters his skin, he takes a slight inhale of breath

[14:36] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) was rather innured to the constant pressure of his slut’s fingertips worrying at his boot, however odd it made them appear having one toe constantly shining whilst the other was properly weathered. With the seeker facing the window he cannot see what “artistry” the Master Assassin applies to hopelessly raw material of the seeker’s body. Through it all he catches the scent of the slave’s hair and, smiling thinly, indulges in it, inhaling deeply, though his eyes never leave the scene before him.

[14:36] Crow (melchior.wardell) took time before he crouched behind the man. Perhaps he took this time to make the stresslevel of the man rise or betray by some increase of the pulse he noticed in the vein in his neck. “One heart … as that of yours that owned a slave he had to let go for what he desires.” the blade now placed to the footsoul of the man where the point slowly punctured the skin. Of course the cut wouldn’t be too deep to make it lethal or have this huge spill of blood. Crow was not a true artist but even a child could see it was one heart that would clearly make standing on this foot be uncomfortable or very painful.

[14:38] sparrow (camille.cannned) knocked three times, discreetly and then walked in. She looked about at the gathering and tried to invisigly enough heel her Master murmuring a low, low “Tal My Master, Master, lyr”

[14:39] Lyrael (toinette.levee) looked around to find Sparrow, and offered her a winning smile but keeps silent. Her Master has not told her to greet, and this just ain’t the time to be cheeky

[14:39] Crow (melchior.wardell) hears his girl but remains behind the man while he tried to carve a nice heart on his footsoul. “Tal mine … what do you think … does it look like a heart ?” he asks her. He gave a quick signal to Savir and Gyr to keep the man steady as his cruel intention would become more painful with his next action. The signal indicating to restrain the man if he would try to avoid the skillful cuts.

[14:40] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) glances to the door at the appearance (and a decidedly outlandish one, at that) of sparrow. His eyes linger a moment, one brow tracing a slow path upward as incredulous humor rises from somewhere just below his ribcage. Indeed it takes a moment for him to remember precisely what it is that’s happening here. That mirth could wait for later.

[14:41] Savir (soren.davidov) looked on as Crow carved a heart in the sole of the man’s foot, he would feel that in the morning. He saw the look from Crow and stood and walked casually over to the man’s side, reaching down with a srong hand, he grasped the man’s left shoulder and dug his fingers in, intentionally pushing his middle finger into the pressure point there and pushing, as he applied equal pressure with the thumbside to the back and pushed down with steady pressure on the man, his touch not to be confused with the warm snuggly kind.

[14:42] sparrow (camille.cannned) too glanced at the naked man…so, he had sought and found. She gazed up as her Master indicated her a wound upon the man’s body…she canted her head and perhaps cruelly, but for now she must be cruel, she said “not quite my Master, but hopefully it will heal and leave no scar…?” it seemed her tone was almost questionning, like she was…concerned.

[14:42] emiko (nevva.nightfire) brushes her tongue out over her dry lips… she had forgotten how badly being around Killers could play out and she wished her Master had stayed away from Ar…. Not wishing to watch as Crow’s dagger pierces the flesh upon His foot her head moves back a little towards the Killers chest, if He did not hold her she would sink to the floor in a crumpled heap she thought… hearing sparrow enter and the conversation between her and her Master her eyes open more fully….

[14:43] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) exhales the breath he took as the knife enters the sole of his foot, the pain raising throw him, his heart beating faster as the adrenalin kicks in, his hands starting to perspire with the tension as he fights back all the feelings of hate towards him, simply remains as still as he could, he was not prepared to show any fear or pain, he was proud of what he was, even a maggot has can have some pride as tries to retain his posture

[14:43] Lyrael (toinette.levee) noticed her Master sniffing the hair of the slut he held. While her smile remained firmly in place… sweet as pie to all that could see, she dug her fingernails briefly in to the slaves toe. Lyr could be an evil wench when the mood took her… After the vicious pinch, she went back to rubbing the toe of Gyr.s boot….

[14:44] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) glances from Crow to the girl he presently restrains and shrugs, releasing her arms. “Keep her out of the chocolates, mine,” he mutters has he gives the slave a small push in Lyr’s direction before striding to the seekers side, seizing his wrist and drawing it out till his arm is straight, pointing his elbow to the ceiling and locking it firmly, his forearm laid perpendicular to the elbow to ensure it didn’t bend again.

[14:45] Lyrael (toinette.levee) nods to her Master’s order, a cruel smile playing at her lips, while her voice comes out honied. “Yes, my Master. Of course.” she says, patting the ground next to her. “Sit, slut… ” she urges sweetly, ready to pinch again without so much as a reason.

[14:46] sparrow (camille.cannned) observed too now the girl she had seen once with the seeker, she had not been able to see her face until Gyr pushed her towards Lyr…she shuddered, she knew well that her Master becoming a seeker meant but one thing: she would, perhaps for a long time, change hands.

[14:47] emiko (nevva.nightfire) feels the hard pinch from the slave and as she is turned towards her by the Killer places with determination her foot to graze the girls leg, she had bigger things on her mind at present… her life…. So would not react in such a manner as to attract attention from the Masters… slipping then to her side she gives her a brief smile, the girl was well trained obviously and wouldn’t be fooled but that was not her concern at present…

[14:48] Crow (melchior.wardell) looks at the dagger and his work “Mine I am sure there is some ink in my cabinet bring it.” he asks her while his dagger moved to the other foot. “This heart will be a symbol of the girls heart that tried to save your life. ” he tells while again the dagger did his work. The cut viciously slow as to be sure that the man could feel every inch of it “I will grant you one promise.” he added while his eyes take note of his unskilled artwork “I will claim the girl and gift her to you … if you ever make it out of training alive.” he grins grimly. The slave was a true temptress and to own her and keep her from sexual pleasures would be his sweet vengeance.

[14:51] sparrow (camille.cannned) rose to her feet and as she directed herself towards the cabinet quietly she heard him speak the words he did…he was claiming the girl…she tripped over and winced and blanched..clumpsiness was not something her Master or any of the men who were in that room tolerated…She clenched her fists and when she reached the cabinet she hastily pulled out of a draw, a small bottle of black ink…as she returned to her Master she was thinking how much she would have to get close to the seeker to ensure that he becomes a candidate but too that he survives his training: they now had a common interest.

[14:52] sparrow (camille.cannned) handed him the tiny bottle, uttering a low but rather dry too “Here my Master”

[14:54] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) ‘s breath starts to quicken as he fights back the pain, the burning that is emanating from his feet, raceing through his body, his veins beginning to pulsate under the pain “the slut will pay for this in due course” he mutters under his breath “maybe another brand on your silken skin will be in order” turning his to glare at her, while thinking that Crow has done this many times before

[14:54] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) frowns slightly at this promise. Perhaps it was to do with the fact that no such promise had been extended to him he at least convinces himself that it relates more to the principle of the severance of all ties with one’s past life that is a requirement, in his memory, from all seekers. He gives no voice to these thoughts but perhaps hte look she shot the Master Assassin would speak well enough for him. Finding himself rather irritated already, the commotion caused by sparrows two left feet draw from him deep amber glare and perhaps a bit more pressure than was necessary upon the seeker’s limbs.

[14:55] emiko (nevva.nightfire)’s eyes widen as she hears Crow’s words, her heart beating quickly once more as she takes in the news that she was to be His…. Her head swimming with thoughts before they settled upon one… she had teased Him mercilessly when He was a candidate in training, knowing He could not touch her He had named her the Temptress…. He was to get His revenge at last… her body ached at the thought of not being able to feed the fire in her belly as she shakes her dark raven locks a little…. She was alive… she should be happy…

[14:57] Crow (melchior.wardell) took the bottle when he was done with carving hearts in his footsoul “Thank you mine …” he said while he winked to her. He knew her well and her thinking. She would learn soon enough that she had nothing to fear of this. “Killers hold him … this will … erm … hurt.” he tells them. The ink was of course the one he had been given by T. it would only show to those killers that held the other chemical component. The carves would show of course but this liquid held a a chemical component that would hurt as hell while it burned the skin to make sure the blood would stop flowing but the skin wouldn’t heal for a hand. The carve would remain his entire life but only killers would see who had marked him. He poured the liquid slowly over the feet and closed the bottle handing it back to his girl.

[14:57] Savir (soren.davidov) stood silently, keeping steady pressure on the man’s shoulder as Crow worked, wondering if the man could even feel his feet. If someone were cutting on him he would be screaming and not talking. I guess he was just a big sissy like that. He quickly dismissed the thought as he watched Sparrow trip and fall. He wondered if her recent injury would grant her any clemancy with her master, not out of kindness, but simply out of having her treated again and having to be without the girl at full capacity.

[14:58] Lyrael (toinette.levee) pats the girls shoulder in mock sympathy…”There there…” she whispers, a little meanly. The girl had commited the major infraction of smelling nice enough to be sniffed at… And Lyr is a vicous wench when it comes to it. “I’m sure once the fires are gone, someone will still want you.” she whispers very softly under her breath….

[14:58] Savir (soren.davidov) heard Crow as he spoke and grabbed the man’s arm, almost putting his elbow into a joint lock, in case he started to struggle, the hold on his sholder would not be adequate.

[14:59] sparrow (camille.cannned) did not let her gaze show him anything when Crow winked at her, but her heart was beating violently and it was quite possible that already she was making schemes to…say…maybe have the other girl disappear mysteriously…she was hot bloodied, not a mean person, quite sweet even and with a big heart but when it came to her Master she was very, very, veeeery competitive. She took the little bottle back from his hand and kept her eyes down, only too scared that he would read her too soon…

[15:02] Crow (melchior.wardell) studied his work and nodded before standing “Men … drag him up to his feet.” he stated casually “What do you think … one full day in the middle of Ar … standing of course … to see if he even got balls ?” he suggested while he snapped his fingers to Emiko “Slave approach.” he demanded while he turns to Savir and Gyr “This one … was … during my training one of the slaves that was trained by Nightshade … she is one of the few girls that passed training and was of the caste for a long time .. tried to tempt me while I was of course held by celibacy as this one is now.” he chuckles darkly “I think a good belt would perhaps be a nice revenge.”

[15:02] emiko (nevva.nightfire) flashes Lyr an evil glance, no doubt they would have words or worst at some point, but not in front of the Masters…. Lifting her hand she brushes the girls mocking hand away not fulfilling the temptation to smack her in the face… it was not her fault but she was strung high and could lash out easily…. Not a good first impression to make on the girl…

[15:03] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) feeling the liquid poor over his feet, fights to move as he struggles in the grip the pain too much to handle as it sears though him like a knife plunging into his very soul he has no choice but let out a cry of pain but feels proud that he was able to maintain his silence and composure for as long as he had, his stomach now full of mixed emotions as on overwhelming feeling of being repeatedly stabbed fills him, reaching with the pain as he fights to control himself, beads of sweat cover his forehead

[15:05] Savir (soren.davidov) hoisted in turn with Gyr and lifted the man to his feet and then immediatley released his arm, if he wanted to fall over again it was on him. “I think that would be sufficent, on both counts.”he noted for the slave and seeker. “I hope he is up to the task” he said cruelly. “Or else he may not get his slave back… but if he fails, the slave will be the least of his worries” he mused.

[15:05] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo) releases the lock upon the seeker’s elbow and seizes him by the crook of the arm instead, hoisting with a brutal force until his feet were once again under him. This done, he would support him no longer but releases his hold. If he could not stand on his own after the ordeal, so mcuh the worse for him.

[15:05] emiko (nevva.nightfire) jumps swiftly to her feet and moves to His right, the tears she shed earlier dry upon her soft features as she slips to her knees and hears His words about a belt… it was as she feared, He would have His revenge on her…. Her eyes briefly moving to sparrow almost as if to say sorry… she did not know how she would react to another on Crow’s chain and she didn’t need any enemies at the moment…

[15:06] sparrow (camille.cannned) heard the man scream, she so wanted to tell him to shut up, to be strong, she needed him to be a Killer!!! she would see to it that he would go through toughness whilst he was a seeker and then she would be there, as she had told Savir not so long ago, to support him during the hard times of candidature and tasks…she glanced at the girl to her right and she, interestingly enough, smiled to her softly…it was not her fault what was happening to her, she, a helpless slave…the idea of a belt though she found rather good but she would prefer crow to fuck her that she does not grow incredible heat and becomes more hot than she, herself, was.

[15:11] Seeker Tyran (seeker.tyran) fights back the tears of pain as he is lifted to his feet, his head swimming as he fights to maintain focus on his surroundings and preventing himself from falling, the feeling of an intense fire around his feet, he bites his lip as he battles the agony rushing through his body, he will cherish the mark and know doubt would have may more.

[15:12] emiko (nevva.nightfire) lifts her chin a little and glances up to Seeker, she had tried to block out what was being done to Him and concentrate on other things around her… even though He had brushed her aside her heart beat quickly for Him as she almost felt His pain… He had been hard on her at times but never without cause and now He was to take a long journey, one He might not leave alive…. So many had been killed just trying, things she had blocked out from what seemed a lifetime ago… lowering her eyes a little she sees sparrow smile and offers one in return, perhaps she could cope with the belt… or perhaps she could convince Crow to remove it in time…

[15:14] Ronin Renilo (ronin.renilo): “As if you needed approval to do as you wished with that which is yours.” Gyr says with irony. His disapproval isn’t terribly obvious but he seems to have adopted something of a reserve in his manner that had not been there before the promise was made. This was the turf of the Master Assassin and not to be encroahed upon. Finger flex, eyes flicker, but no other sign is given. He bides his time with observing the seeker’s agonized state, drawing his own perverse pleasure from the memories of his own time spent wearing the seeker’s rags.

[15:14] sparrow (camille.cannned) winced as she saw the man’s agony. She glanced at she who had been his slave and was now on the same chain as her…she saw pain too in her eyes…then looking again at the seeker she murmured “Do not fall!” as far as she was concerned she was taking little risk for he was not and for some time would be lower than her and she, in fact, had hardly ever been uncaring to them when they were in such a vulnerable position…this one she would be even more careful, he would stand, he would live.