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Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

His nervousness clearly showed on his face. Nervousness that, as soon as he saw her, turned to excitement. That's what he loved the most about her. All the insecurities, all the doubt, all the self-hatred.... it slipped away when he was with her. He greeted her with a warm smile and gave her a hug. Angela. I have the most interesting Celtic artifact i've ever seen! He talked with an excited tone, and it showed in his movements. He took her by the hand and led her to the curator's office.
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

The curator himself was gone, but James had the key. He unlocked the door, flipped on the light, and brought her inside. He took a box from the bookshelf and showed it to her. It's hand decorated, and proven to be hundreds of years old. But it looks brand new! he opened it up. And look at this dagger. With a handle inscribed with a 'curse from the fae'. Isn't this amazing?
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Angela just smiled and shook her head. James was such a good friend and she loved seeing him get excited over his work for once. He deserved to be happy. Hed worked hard to get the position he now had and she had no doubts that hed soon work his way up the ranks and become one of the best curators the museum had ever seen. Angela was also touched by James gesture. Once again, hed managed to hit the nail on the head when it came to her more obscure interests. One that she had to admit surprised her that he somehow knew about it. Honestly, she wondered how he did it. If memory served her correctly, she hadnt mentioned her love for the more obscure mythos since they were in their early teens. Yet, here they were at the museum with him remembering something even shed forgotten that shed mentioned once so very long ago. Ever since Angela was a little girl, shed had a fascination with the fae of lore. Most kids enjoyed the Greek and Roman mythologies, but not Angela. No. She found herself more interested in the Celtic and Norse mythologies. They were different and in many ways more gruesome than the traditional stuff they taught you back in the day in public school. It was something she rarely, if ever, mentioned since the one time she recalled mentioning it only made her friends stare at her uncomfortably. But that was the way of kids. It is amazing, Angela said with a smile. She gazed at the dagger sitting in the velvet-lined box. She had a strange urge to touch the ancient artifact, to let her delicate fingers gently touch the handle and test the sharpness of the blade. Looking at James, she suddenly asked, May I touch it?
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

James usually remembered everything Angela said. They were researching the Fates of Greek lore in middle school, and she had said to him, 'God this is boring. I wish we could study the Norns from Norse mythology. The Norns were like the Fates, but so much more interesting.' That had gotten them talking about Norse and Celtic mythology. Angela started talking on and on about the Fae and it stuck with him. It drew him out of his reminiscing as she asked to touch it. If it were anyone else...
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

... James would have said no outright. But it was her. So instead, he simply reached the box out to her and nodded, locking his eyes with hers.
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

A wide smile played on Angelas lips when she saw James give her a nod at her request. Flicking her long, dark hair over her shoulder, she looked into his eyes and leaned toward him to give him a small kiss on the cheek. Yes, James was a good friend indeed and he was always so very good to her too. Angela truly appreciated the friendship she had with James. Somehow, he understood her and had stuck by her since their earlier years in school. Hed always been there to pick her up when times were bad, he was there to share in the laughs that life sometimes dealt out. It amazed her at times how truly devoted he could be and it made her wonder why. Shrugging off the silly thoughts that were starting to fill her head, Angela hesitantly reached out her hand to touch the beautiful dagger sitting in its box, tempting her, calling out to her. Swallowing, she let her delicate fingers wrap around the handle, gripping it tightly. Suddenly, everything went dark for Angela. It was as if shed lost her sense of sight only for it to return just in time for her to fall into what appeared to be a strange swirling abyss. The pull on her body was strong, making her stomach drop and feel queasy. Frantic, terrified, she screamed out only no one could hear her. James was nowhere to be seen, the museum was gone. She had no idea what had just happened. Had the dagger been laced with some sort of toxin? A poison? Why had she wanted to touch it? Shed forgotten. As she hurtled through the abyss, a stabbing pain shot through her head, her body feeling like it was suddenly being ripped apart. Again she screamed and again the darkness consumed her. Almost certain she was going to die, Angela suddenly saw a bright white light approaching her. Terrified, the light got closer and closer and within moments she realized that she was falling from the sky. She could see the land below her and what looked like a group of people. What the. Angelas mind reeled, it hurt, her body hurt. She had no idea what was going on. As Angela continued to plummet through the sky and toward the group of people on the ground, she noticed that she was still holding onto the dagger that James had let her touch. Afraid to let go for fear she could possibly land on the artifact and accidentally stab herself, she held it close to her body, hugging it to her chest. With wide eyes, she let out a blood-curdling scream as she finally struck and fell on top of one of the men shed seen below her as shed been falling.
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

Ulf Andersson, A Celtic warrior, had been told stories of the Fae his whole life. His bloodline was told to have been, and any relic of the Fae in another person's hands, he was told, should be met with a swift end. For both the relic and its owner. So while it was a shock that this strange female landed in his lap, as soon as he saw the dagger in her hand, he knew what he must do. Ulf grabbed her by the hair and pushed her to the ground. Ulf drew his axe and placed his foot upon the strange girlschest...
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

Accursed of the Fae, to restore honor to my family, to purge your taint from the world, i shall smite thee! Rage, pure and hot, flashed in his eyes as he raised his axe above his head. However, as he saw the fear in her eyes, the large, muscular man stopped. He didn't have the heart to kill a woman who had done nothing. But he didn't let her up. Instead, he lowered his weapon and spoke in a demanding voice. Who are you? Where do you hail from, strange woman?
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Angela felt her blood run icy cold as she heard the large and very strange man shed fallen on top of shout words of rage at her. The fear that consumed her in that moment when hed placed his foot on her chest, holding her down, nearly made her pass out. She was so confused and had no idea as to what had just happened or where she was. Everyone looked so strange and she felt more than out of place. Shaking with terror, Angela let out a scream as she saw the man suddenly wield an axe, holding it above her like an executioner. She instantly let her grip loosen on the dagger shed been clutching so desperately, not caring what happened to it. One thing was clear, that thing was what did this. She had no idea how, but it had. Was this real or a delusion? She had no clue. All she knew was that it felt real and that was honestly enough. Desperately trying to get up, but failing, Angela noticed that the strange man lowered his axe all of a sudden. Breathing rapidly, her heart racing a mile a minute, she suddenly found herself hoping like she never had before. Who are you? Where do you hail from, strange woman? the man bellowed. With a shaky breath, Angela answered. I I Im Angela. Angela Connelly, she stammered, panic washing over her as she stared into the mans angry eyes. I fell from the sky. Tears began to well in her blue eyes as she realized how ridiculous she sounded and based on the mans earlier words, she feared that his superstitious reasoning would only use that against her. But I dont know how or why. Suddenly, she choked on a sob, fearing that her next few words would be her end. Im from the United States and I think Im far from home now she added, her voice trailing off into the quietest of whispers.
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

Ulf's deep green eyes grew from rage filled to almost shamed. Obviously, this woman had no idea what it was she was holding. Or she was very good at acting. The fear was extremely convincing. Ulf put the axe back in the loop he had drawn it from, and slowly moved his foot away from her chest. Where is this... United States? I've heard many stories of many lands. I've heard og Greenland, Iceland, Norway, and so many others. But never the United States. He spoke with a heavy accent, ...
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which was strange, as he wasn't truely speaking English at all, but his native tongue. And to his ears, So was Angela. Although, Ulf was unaware of that, as was Angela. But, considering her position, the language being spoken was probably the last thing on her mind. Ulf picked Angela up off the ground, and said That dagger. It's a relic of the Fae. Something i was taught to destroy on site. Including whoever used it. I cannot, however, harm a woman who knows nothing of what she holds. So tell me...
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... How you came across this relic. Tell me why you dress so strange. And most of all, tell me how you appeared at my home. Although Angela hadn't gotten a good look at anything, she had fallen into the past. Into the lap of a Celtic Warrior. One who owned a humble wooden home near the woods.
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Shaking, Angela blinked her tear-filled eyes several times, trying her best to comprehend what was going on. Though try as she might, nothing was making any sense to her. It was as if shed been hurtled back in time or thrust into some strange alternate dimension. Either scenario was absolutely ludicrous, however it felt so very real. Taking in the strange mans bellowing words, grateful that hed said he couldnt find it within himself to harm a female, Angela tried her best to answer. Though hearing him say that the dagger shed been holding was a relic from what she thought were mere faerie-tales made her head spin and her stomach clench. He couldnt be serious, could he? I had no idea of its origins, Angela began, her lower lip trembling as she spoke. My friend found it in his museum. I just wanted to touch it. Just once Pausing, Angela was sure she sounded absolutely outlandish, especially to such a man as this one. He seemed out of time somehow, but that was impossible. Wasnt it? Strangely, she was actually starting to wonder. Swallowing, she looked deeply into the mans eyes once more. He asked her why she dressed strangely, had divulged that hed never heard of the United States. It was all just too much, so very bizarre. And what was more, it only confirmed her thoughts, thoughts that disturbed her greatly causing a rush of adrenaline to surge throughout her body. Umm how can I tell you more about where Im from if I dont even know where I am now? Angela then asked, hoping to get some answers, anything to help her make sense of what was occurring to her at that moment. She hoped the explanation would turn out to be a simple one.
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

Ulf looked at her and laughed. You mean you've never heard of the Fae? Well you are definitely not from here. He stroked his braided beard as she talked, not really understanding what this 'museum' thing was. He assumed it was some sort of storage building. When she asked him where she was, he merely smiled and said You are in the Celtic lands. More specific, you are at my home. He gestured his head toward his simple thatch roofed home. It's where I dwell, when war is not brewing.
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

Angela bit down on her lip. Of course shed heard of the Fae. But that was just it. They were merely stories, legends, lore. They werent real, just a part of a culture that was rich in its history, playing a part in how it developed over time. Time. The more she thought about it, the more it seemed like she was no longer in her own time. The very idea of that was absurd though. Then again, if this man said that the Fae were indeed real, who knew it very well could indeed be possible. Swallowing, still very frightened of the strange man looming over her, Angela spoke. May I ask you your name? And her voice trailed, a definite hesitance could be heard. Where exactly is your home? she asked and she wasnt referring to the thatched home he pointed out to her only moments ago. No. She meant what country. Angela looked over the man again and again. He was handsome and she could easily tell that he was strong, a warrior of sorts. Hed mentioned war, so it was clear that he could hold his own in battles and had more than likely fought in several. He could easily tear her apart if he wished, but thankfully he was allowing her a moment to speak. She was grateful and hoped that her gratitude wouldnt go unnoticed because the axe he still held firmly in his grip made her heart quake in fear. The fact that he could turn on her at any moment and strike her with the weapon unnerved her. She hoped he could see that she meant no harm, that she just wanted to go back home. Wherever or whenever that was now.
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

Ulf decided the small woman was no longer a threat, and put away his weapon. She was so unassuming and quite beautiful. Ulf decided to indulge the woman's curiosity, since she was obviously lost. This is Ireland, girl. he said with a laugh. It was strange to encounter someone who knew so little about where she was. Ulf's eyes wandered up and down the woman's body, having not actually gotten a good look at her before. The warrior found her form quite pleasing, and was glad he hadn't...
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

lopped her pretty head from her shoulders. My name is Ulf Andersson. Warrior and defender of the Celtic lands. He turned from her and headed toward his home, his long hair flowing in the breeze. Come. talk to me inside. Night will be coming soon, and it will be cold out here. He grabbed some large pieces of wood for a fire and opened the simple wooden door to his abode, holding it open for the lady.
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

Angelas eyes went wide when she heard that she was in Ireland. Ireland? Swallowing, she looked at the strangely dressed man. He definitely looked like someone from another time, not just another place. And now that she knew she wasnt in the United States anymore, she just couldnt consider it outside the realm of possibility any longer. The man nearly murdered her with his axe, he spoke of the Fae as though they were real. It was all too much. My name is Ulf Andersson. Warrior and defender of the Celtic lands, the man spoke, his eyes fixed on Angelas for a moment before he turned toward his home. As she watched him begin to walk away, she tilted her head a little. The man was large, handsome and though quite odd, he seemed honorable enough. At least hed spared her, her life. So far. Come. Talk to me inside. Night will be coming soon and it will be cold out here. At that, Ulf began gathering pieces of wood as he made his way toward his house. Angela just stared after him in a complete and total daze. Just then, the wind blew causing her to shiver. Hed been right. The air was getting colder by the second as night began its approach. In the distance she could see a storm was also rolling its way inland. Shed no doubt that the storm would make it only colder. Shivering, Angela stood up and followed Ulf to his home, hoping that she wasnt making a mistake in going with him.
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

As Angela walked into his home, he followed her in and let the door come closed behind them. I've no food to offer you. I did no hunting today. I wasn't expecting company. he said as he cleared away the ashes from the fire of the night before. Tell me, Angela, do you know of the fae? Do you know what they do and what they're capable of? He set up wood and kindling, and some dried grass. Although he would not need the fire yet, he got it ready to light. Now your clothes, the look very thin. How do...
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

... you survive the winter in the... United States? It does not grow cold there? He stood back up and walked to her. And how is it you look so frail? Do you not need to work? Ulf had always been a curious person, even in childhood. Angela would have to feed his voracious curiosity. Such a strange woman. There would be so many questions all the time.
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

Angela shivered and wrapped her arms about herself so as to help stave off the chill. Even inside, the air was cold. It was becoming evident that it was the winter season in Ireland, whenever she was in time since she knew the times were far from modern. Ive heard of the fae, but our stories are old and not very reliable, Angela began, not sure of what else to say to Ulf. If he was truly from a different time, she worried if what she told him would skew history and thus her very own existence. I think it best you tell me your stories about them. She gave the large man a smile, hoping that hed take the bait and tell her what he could about them. Angela was starting to think that if the fae truly did exist, the stories she could get from Ulf would be more accurate. In her own time, they were mere stories, believed to be a fabrication of a superstitious people looking for ways to either explain things they didnt understand or to frighten their children into obedience. My clothes are thin, but it isnt yet winter where Im from, Angela answered. I wasnt prepared for the weather. She felt her cheeks redden at the admission since she felt silly at the notion of having traveled through time and space to where she was now. Eyes averted, she bit down on her lip. Im sorry
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

Sorry for the approaching half assedness, i still don't know much about the Fae Ulf nodded solemnly and told her stories of the Fae, the old stories of the curse on his family, and told her what the curse on the dagger meant, and that the curse written on it was the same as the curse upon his family. Not winter there? hmmmm.... well, i have some things you can wear for now. They'll be huge on you, but they'll be warm. He rummaged through his rucksack, and drew out the smallest clothes he had...
Thread: Curse Of The Fae (metal-blood-fire & darkangel76)

which was still much larger than her frame. He handed her the shirt, and decided against the pants. They'd never fit. To my knowledge, the only way to break the curse is to kill bearers of artifacts, as well as destroy the artifacts themselves. Ulf sat on his bed, trying to comprehend everything she'd told him. If you hadn't fallen out of the sky, I'd never believe you.
Thread: Happy Mother's Day!

To all the mothers on the site and to everyone's mom, Happy Mother's Day! Post pictures or tell stories of your mother's day please 3
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Happy Mommy's Day!
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awww... thanks, WBL! 3 my mommy's day was good. couldn't really do too terribly much given i have a newborn and all. but, hubs and son got me a card and the HP6 movie. yep... geeky me loves the HP books and movies. heee! so that was nice and sweet of both of them. but the best part was that my daughter was born before mommy's day 2010. so i got to celebrate being a mom of 2. heee!
Thread: Getting Ed

Vicious angled the slow moving lifter for another dive the fat trawler was hardly going to sprint out of the way. The hotshot pilot of the fighter pod was out of ammo and sure to take more then a few minutes to rearm. The trawler grew until it filled the entire cockpit blotting out the red sands of mars vast desert. The impact pulled smashed his body into the control panel slowly his hand moved towards his waste. A single cut and he was standing on the bridge his old friend spike lay in a pool of his own blood. So I see you an even bigger looser then I remember single motion removes the smug face from the rest of his body. The head rolls over the floor coming to rest against the foot of a young girl. Are you Ed Wong Vicious asks revealing a row of white teeth the end of his sword pointed at the throat of the young hacker. Strange he would have thought a legend like that would have been older or at least taller. The sword already covered in blood makes a long narrow gash over one of the tanned cheeks. Well are you he asks slicing over the tight fitting shirt reveling something of a second small shock. Slowly he pulls back the sword the thrust forward the blood splattering all over the chest of the young girl.
Thread: Getting Ed

Ed Wong, teenaged hacker of the Bebop crew, was scared out of her mind. In a flash, ships had attacked the old space trawler Jet had been killed when he'd gone for his ship, and Faye's was currently floating out in space, having been shot out of commission. With his ship broken, Spike had been forced to stay behind.. And was caught unawares when Vicious had appeared, cutting him to ribbons. Ed finally looked up when the commotion had settled, her norrmally cheerful face a mask of total fear.. And she screeched when she felt something roll against her bare foot Spike's head his face frozen in surprise. Ed nodded mutely at the question, wincing at every lash of the sword. It only ever grazed her, such was Vicious' control. She screamed as her loose shirt was torn, revealing small brown breasts. She turned, starting tocrawl away.
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Easily he cut away the last vestiges of clothing it was hard not to laugh at the young girls as she tried to escape. Kicking her with one foot her rolled her over on her stomach placing the blade just above her sex. Look at this I think you are in need of a good shave using some of Spikes blood he knelt down and began to shave the young girl. He moved slowly using the sharp blade like a razor she must be frightened out of her mind. I asked you are you Ed Wong he asked despite using a sword he managed only a small cut. Slowly he lapped up the blood of the young girl finding it oddly appealing he continue to lap up the blood even as it pooled in her young sex. The almost black blood pooled between her young lips mingling with the juices of her sex. he wanted to speak again but he knew that no matter what she said he would have to have her.
Thread: Getting Ed

Ed sobbed gently as she was kicked onto her stomach, freezing in place ass she fel the very tip of the blade pressed against her little pussy. She cried out as the thin, sharp blade was used to cut through the little wreath of red hair around her pussy. Just to look at her, it was no surprise that she didn't shave. Being around Faye however had led to smooth bronzed legs. As he lapped at her tight little pussy she sucked her lower lip in between her teeth... It felt surprisingly good. Better than the few times her hand had ventured down there in the middle of the night..