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Thread: The Elementalist (Lady Nefrodiel)

Captain Jaichim Chuliandred stood on the deck of his ship, The Atropos, his feet spread evenly apart and planted firmly despite the swell of the waves. His eyes never left the other ship ahead of them, merely a few leagues away now and they were quickly catching up. The decks of the massive galleon swarmed with men, all bustling about with activity, pulling ropes, and securing lines, or getting ready below deck for what was going to come next. Greed lighted Jaichim's eyes as he watched the ship ahead of them futiley trying to outrun them, and more specifically the colors flapping in the wind on their highest mast. He recognized the design as owned by one of the wealthier magic-user families. Not only was there bound to be wealth upon the ship, but also magical items. Captain Chuliandred was a collector of such items and had studied for years the heirlooms the families passed down their generations amongst eachother. There was power in them and although a lot of the things he'd stolen were no use without the person it belonged to, they still fetched a high price for the family desperate to get them back. Others that he found he could use were minor in the abilities they enabled and not really worth anything other than to sit in his chest in his chambers. He'd done lots of research on the magical abilities and treasures of the magic user families and he knew there were more powerful things out there. He just hadn't found them yet, but when he did, he'd never let them out of his grasp. The Atropos sped forward, her bow slicing through the water quickly, a carved maiden holding aloft scissors in her hand on the face of the ship. Three masts stood on deck, with large cloud-like sails capturing the wind and the wood of the railings and sides of it carved intricately with swirling designs, like the ship itself was a part of the waves. Jaichim smirked to himself as The Atropos came abreast of the other ship and his men started to board it with their grappling hooks, and swinging onto it from lines overhead, all screaming battle cries and brandishing weapons ferociously. He let the men fight for the decks over there, striding calmly down the steps onto the quarterdeck of his own ship, then used one of the loosely swinging lines to propel himself over into the midst of the chaos.
Thread: The Elementalist (Lady Nefrodiel)

With sword in hand, Jaichim sliced through throats and stomachs and stabbed the helpless people he faced on the ship. Well, almost helpless. He smiled in glee at the vines that sprang to being, the smell of magic hanging thick in the air and the crackling of uttered spells tingling across his skin and making the hair on his body stand on end. It was delightful being this close to such power, a rush of adrenaline pumping through him as he continued to slaughter those he came upon with savage bloodlust. Captain Chuliandred saw who appeared to be the leader on this ship assuming he was the one in charge because of the way he was dressed and he was the one doing most of the magic. It occurred to him to wonder if he stood out as the leader of this ragtag army of thieves. Standing at 6' 1 he wasn't a too imposing man, but his broad shoulders and dark eyes helped add to his intimidation factor and the way he was dressed, and his posture surely helped add to his aura of command. An expensive dark blue waistcoat with golden buttons and the hem embroidered with golden trim was left unbuttoned to show his white shirt underneath, and the red sash around his waist. Black breeches tucked into calf-high boots and the large hat on his head completed the picture. Everything he wore wasn't new and was worn and somewhat dirtied by many months at sea without someone to do his laundry. But the clothes themselves were of a fine cut and fabric there was no way anyone would mistaken him for one of the crew. Even though he'd spotted the leader of this vessel, there was too much distance between them and too many people still fighting to confront the man just yet. His men were doing well against the magic-users and only a few of the screams of death came from familiar tongues and throats. He was near the door that led belowdeck, cutting a path through flesh of those who got in his way and he saw a girl much too clean and pretty to be a servant come running from the doorway. Smiling to himself and pulling his flintlock from his belt, he followed behind her and caught her unawares, backhanding her harshly when she turned around to see him. Then he quickly stood over the dark haired girl, picking her up briskly and holding her against him, pointing the gun to her head. Now, he was ready to meet the man in charge.
Thread: The Elementalist (Lady Nefrodiel)

Jaichim grimaced and let out a small hiss when the girl in his arms bit him, but he didn't let go and even tightened his hold, practically crushing her body against his own. Keeping an eye on his surroundings but looking down at her, he pressed the pistol into her more harshly and cocked it, his finger hovering over the trigger. I understand you're unhappy, he whispered into her ear, his deep, gravelly voice sounding almost mockingly pleasant. But I've captured you, fair and square. It would not do to have my new found leverage get a hole blasted through her pretty little skull before she's outlived her usefulness, aye? Besides, putting up a righteous fight can only go on for so long before it becomes just plain stupid. He kept his good humor as he looked away from her, trying to find the man from before. When his eyes latched onto the expensively attired gentleman, he smiled at him and nodded his head in acknowledgment from across the distance that separated them. Now maybe they could all settle down and negotiations could be made. Let the robbing begin! he thought to himself pleasantly, wondering what possible treasures this vessel held. But then Captain Chuliandred's attention was drawn away from the man in charge to a woman striding towards him. The familiar crackle in the air and goosebumps covering his flesh let him know a spell had been cast by her, even as he saw the people in between them fly back from her path as if a harsh wind had blown them all out of the way. He smiled widely, showing a mouthful of teeth and his eyes took on a daring cast as he listened to what she said as she neared him. Bring it on, witch! he thought to himself. Even as he noted her as a powerful foe, he did take a few moments to admire her beauty, his eyes traveling up and down her form with a lewd look. My, my, my, he said congenially, his face looking amused at the situation and haughtily confident. Aren't you just a little firecracker? Coming in and making demands. The way he said it, he was obviously making fun of her, his smile full of laughter and his eyes lighted with greed. Don't worry, I won't hurt your little friend here, just so long as she agrees to be good and everybody listens to my demands. But failing those requirements, then yes, I will most definitely kill her. His tone was ironic and dry and he chuckled aloud at his own sadistic humor. Now, if I could please speak to the man in charge, my men and I will take what we came for and leave you all in peace. Jaichim said the words loudly and clearly, for anyone nearby to hear, but his eyes never left the red haired woman in front of him.
Thread: The Elementalist (Lady Nefrodiel)

On The Atropos, men were busy going to and fro, getting the ship away from the other vessel...on Captain's orders. The truth was, he was a greedy man and he was bit sore that he had to leave before getting any of the riches the Boswell's possessed. But he did come away with something valuable the girl. And he intended on making full use of her, as a bargaining chip for ransom. So, he'd lied of course about letting her go free if the other woman came with the medallion. But he saw no reason to keep his word if no oath was sworn. His honor was still intact with this new plan of action, and the ship sped through the water, the cannons booming as they pummeled the other vessel to stave off pursuit. As soon as he'd set foot on his ship, Captain Chuliandred had ordered the man who now held the girl to bind her with rope and lock her in the brig. He wasn't sure what she was capable of, but he didn't want to take any chances if she woke up soon. As the gap between the ships started to broaden, the activity on deck lessened and a few of the men stood around watching the new arrival. Most of the men were barefooted and bare chested, tattoos littering arms and torsos, piercings in ears and layers of sweat and grime covering skin and clothes from a lack of hygiene maintenance. Those who watched the woman on deck, kept a bit of distance, holding up weapons as if to use them quickly. They did not know the extent of the woman's station or her abilities, but they assumed she was a magic-user and looked at her like snarling wolves, ready to attack at the slightest provocation. Jaichim waited until the ships had gotten far enough apart that there was no way she'd be able to return without help from him--baring the fact that she might know how to fly, but it was a risk he was willing to take. By now, the cannons had stopped firing as it appeared the ship behind wasn't making a move to follow and the air was silent except for the sound of the creaking ship and the waves against the hull. He sauntered into the circle of men with a haughty smile as he faced the red-head, her hair shining in the sun with a golden tint. Welcome to The Atropos, he said in a congenial tone, spreading his arms wide and indicating his ship proudly. So glad you could join us. I would like to apologize, but while I was abducting the girl, I had another change of plans and have decided to keep her now too. How much wealth does your family possess? I'm sure they'd be pretty eager to get the girl back, aye? He rubbed his hands together casually as he looked at her without fear. You'd have to have caused trouble in the first place, for you to threaten to cause 'more'. So far, you've made things rather easy. A few of the men chuckled at his cunning and having lured her onto the ship so effortlessly.
Thread: The Elementalist (Lady Nefrodiel)

Lazily but with an eye of expertise, Victoria studied any of the men for any obvious visible signs of weakness. It was a no go. Of course, things like this took time. She had to plant the seeds of doubt and then reap it in a favor that was beneficial towards her. But until then, she would play her role as best as she could. The red-head was quite satisfied at slightly ruffling him. She was irritated though that he ignored her attempts to make conversation with him, and had said nothing. Did he think something was amiss? Perhaps he was a man of business alone. Obediently Victoria followed him behind to his personal chambers with apprehension floating in her stomach. She knew she was a beautiful woman, her unusual shade of red hair helped contribute to that as well as the natural elegance a noble must learn to be successful. And she had seen nothing but men. How long had they not known a woman? She feared for herself, but she feared more for Alena. When she saw the captain utter something to another man- most likely his first mate- Victoria would had paid a lot of gold to know what he said. He was most likely planning something dastardly- nothing so far about his actions indicated that he was up to any good. Although now that they were alone... she could turn the power of isolation against the pirates. After all, what would they be without their leader? And she was not helpless. No one was holding a gun up against Alena's head now. But then again, she had no idea what was happening to her sister now. So many uknowns! The Inzilom Medallion was back on her neck, right where it belonged. She had not risked swinging over to this ship with the necklace in her hand. You are correct in your assumption, she replied, nodding her head. He wanted answers and from his body language he wanted no bs. Well, he wasn't the only who wanted answers, now was he? So, she blinked in surprise. I'm not of age to know how it works, the noblewoman answered. After all, he knew nothing of their culture... their traditions. The Boswells were known for their rigorous ways and following traditions. Yes, Inzilom had been leaked out into the public... and of course its existence, but the full extent of Boswell tradition stayed strictly amongst the Boswells.
Thread: The Elementalist (Lady Nefrodiel)

The first mate, Saml, left promptly to obey his captain's orders, walking across the deck to the door that led below deck. Just as he neared it, Hyam and Mutch were coming up from below. The captive is secure, aye? he asked Hyam, not paying any attention to the other man. Hyam smiled insincerely but answered in deferential tones. Yes, tied and locked up she is. Good, Saml said, smiling condescendingly. You two get first duty guarding her. And he patted Hyam on the arm before walking away, not allowing for arguments or debate. But more like he didn't expect any from the two underling pirates. Mutch smiled at the opportunity to go back below deck and basically return to doing nothing, but Hyam glared at the back of the retreating first mate and ground his teeth. In his chambers with the red-headed woman, Captain Chuliandred smiled at her and what she'd said, regaining most of his good humor. Have you ever lain with a man, Miss Boswell? he asked, giving her a suggestive look. Do you know how long it has been since my men have laid eyes on a woman before today? 2 months . He got up from his chair and walked at a liesurely pace towards her as he spoke in considering tones. Now, I don't normally allow privelege to captives by my men on my ship, but if you need persuasion, then this is it You will tell me EVERYTHING you know about the Inzilom Medallion, or I will give you to my men as their new plaything. Before that battle upon your ship, there were a little over a hundred men on this vessel. Now there is little less than 80. As much as I'm sure a sexually curious young woman such as yourself would like to experience that many lovers, I doubt there would be much left of you by the time we reach land again. While speaking he'd gotten rather close, hovering over her, his breath warming her and his gravelly voice low and seductive. His eyes wandered over her body and face before he spoke again. Now I'll ask you again, once more What does it do and how does it work?
Thread: The Elementalist (Lady Nefrodiel)

Alena stared at him in shock. Really? He expected her to be quiet after what he just said to her? This was everything she was striving to achieve... to atone for the sins her people had done. It wouldn't be enough. It would never be enough, but the point was that she tried . Tried to be a decent person with the gifts she had been given. Yes, I do take responsbility for the actions my people has done- people I'm related to by blood nonetheless. But I myself has never partaken in any of their traditions that I feel are 'wrong.' And I never will, she stated. A humorless chuckle could be heard from the petite woman, That's me, the unorthodox Boswell. For all our family unity... I am alone, but I disowned them first. At that point her tone took on a rather dark tone. Glancing at him dangerously, I'll be quiet now, don't try to gag me or I won't be held responsible for what happens next, filthy human. But despite the dark tone, the insult was said rather sarcastically if she were making fun of her own self. With that, Alena settled into silence as she leaned her head back lazily. Where was that goody two shoes older sister of hers? Alena knew she was here. Victoria, for all her faults, somehow loved her. She wasn't exactly sure why her older sister loved her so much... Alena did everthing she could to push her away, yet somehow Victoria never gave up on her. Although if Victoria truly loved her, then why wouldn't she see the madness of their ways? Anyways , Victoria would be fine... fine as she could. Obviously she wasn't being held imprisoned like she was. But then again, perfect little Tori had always been the more important one. --- Her face was alit with mischief upon hearing his answer to what she said. Oh really, Captain Chuliandred? inquired Victoria playfully, Do you really see yourself as the common man hero? Saving the poor, ungifted humans from the big bad magic users out to enslave the rest of humanity? Evening the odds? She leaned in over the table, invading his personal bubble as only those who know how to get people ot do their bidding can, as if going in for the kill, You don't fool me for one minute. I see the way you look at the Inzilom... it's a look I know rather well. If things are going to go to hell with it, then better be my family in charge of it, than you. Moving back to her original position she coldly continued on, All you need to know about how I feel things are ran, is that my loyalty is to my family and my family alone. In truth, it was a compromise of the answer she should have given. The correct answer would have been, Things are ran perfectly as they should be, filthy non gifted. But that's not exactly how Victoria felt about the situation. But she was the heir, she couldn't betray her family... betray generations upon generations of doing things this way. But he didn't need to know that. She would be the cold, ruthless person she had been taught to be.
Thread: Casino Neko

Caysler peered out across the casino floor as the glass elevator he rode took him up into the air. He looked out with a blank fascination at all the flashing lights and people. It was not the first time he had been at a casino, just the first time viewing it from this angle. The elevator dinged and Caysle'rs collar jerked against his neck without warning as the assisstant yanked him from the elevator. Caysler's only reaction was to shoot a glare at the back of the assisstants head. He was being led to his knew owner. He had been lost in a poker game that night, and now he owner of this casino would be his new master. He ran his fingers through his white hair as he thought about his situation. It wasn't long before he was led through a set of large double doors into a rather big room.
Thread: Casino Neko

Ren lounged in his comfortable office for most of the night. Every now and again taking a walk down on the floor to see how things were going. Every now and again something interesting would be sent into him, if a high roller lost a pocker game or something. What ever he lost became Ren's. Often he would give it to an acution house it it was the title to a car of some sort.But rarely did he ever get a living being as his own. His long slender legs where kicked up on his desk as he leaned back in his comfy chair. His long raven hair drapped over his shoulders. He let out a soft sigh as his assistant walked into the room.What this time.... His sentence trailed off as he spotted the neko next to his assistant.Oh? Whats this? For me? He asked with a slightly smile on his face as he stood up from his desk. eyeing the boy a bit.
Thread: Casino Neko

Sir, this thing was lost in a game of black jack, Caysler shot another glare at the assisstant, but knew better than to open his mouth. I scolded the dealer for acepting such a thing, he wont allow it again. But now the ownership has passed to you. Shall we just action it off with the rest of the junk? Caysler's ear twitched as he was described as junk. He stopped glaring at the assisstant and looked over at Ren with his golden eyes, waiting for his reaction. He previous owner didn't exactly treat him bad, but also no better than one would treat a common Neko. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of person would buy him at an auction. His mind wandered.
Thread: Casino Neko

Ren's huffed softly and chuckled at what his assistant said about then neko boy.Junk? Hm is that what you call him. Ren made his way over to the neko.Hmm I think I want this one, he is rather cute......isn't he..... He reached his hand out to scratch soft at the sligthly shorter boy's ears. His eyes were trained on the boy as he placed his hand on his assistant's chest and pushed him away. Be off now....Next time knock before you come in He scolded and gave a sharp glance to the male as he ducke dout of the door. He looked back to the neko.Whats your name? He asked softly as he stroked over the boy's hair softly.
Thread: Casino Neko

The assisstant looked at Ren a little taken back. Uh... I'm sorry sir, I guess, uh... what ever you say sir, he continued to stammer, taken back by his boss. The handle of Cayler's leash fell to the floor as the assisstant was pushed away. He walked off muttering angrily to himself. He felt under appreciated and overworked most of the time, this just added to the his stress. He clased the big arch door behind him leaving Cayler and Ren alone in the large office. Caysler couldn't help but smile a little as Ren scolded his assisstant. His eyes widened when Ren described him as cute. He looked up at the man scratching his ear a little startled. A very light pink appeared in his tanned cheaks. It took a moment for Caysler to register the question Ren asked. My name is Caysler, Sir, he replied.
Thread: Casino Neko

Ren snickered softly seeing the neko's blush. Making him look slightly innocent as he stood there with the boy.Cayler hm? He reached for the boy's leash. Holding i loosely in his hand.Tell me boy, did you like your last master? He asked as he started twards his desk. Gving a very soft suggestive tug so the boy would follow. Ren was exstatic that he finally had his own neko, and a rather adorable looking one at that. Only the most important and rich people had there own nekos. And most just had females. He had a male and one that looked like he was in perfect condition. He sat back down in his seat and gently pat his lap for the boy to sit.
Thread: Casino Neko

Caysler quickly followed after Ren, his neck still a little sore from the earlier jerk from the assisstant. He didn't want to induce another yank. He adequate. I've had worse masters before him. But there was not really a reason or a need to like him, Caysler explained. Hi tail coiled itself around his leg as he followed Ren to his chair. He watched the man at his lap. Caysler's ear twitched again, and his hands rose up in front of his chest as he considered what his new owner wanted. He slowly stepped forward and climbed up onto Ren's lap, and gently nuzzled the side of his face into Ren's chest. So this is the sort of master he is , Caysler thought to himself with a sigh.
Thread: Casino Neko

Ren smiled when the boy finally moved onto his lap. He gently wrapped his arms around the boy's waist. He leaned back in the chair and held onto the boy gently.My name is Ren....Would you uh like something to eat or drink? He asked as he relaxed in the chair. Ren was always a rather forward person, it was in his nature to be blunt and to the point. But he wouldnt try anything with the boy if he didnt want it. Though people usually didnt treat neko's as people. Ren thought they were rather sweet and of a caring nature. He gently stroked his fingers over the boy's sides as he held him close.
Thread: Casino Neko

Caysler eye's darted about watching every movement of Ren's hands, his ears twitching with every touch. Caysler leaned a little away from Ren, placing a hand on the man's chest, his longish nails pressing against his skin slightly. That's my line master, he said simply. You've never had a pet before have you? He proceeded to ask looking up at him with his golden cat eyes. His tail had curled itself around the leg of the chair they both sat on. Caysler was having trouble working out what this man was really like. He figured he would soon learn of his intentions either way, so he didn't worry too much.
Thread: Casino Neko

Ren chuckled softly.Well no I havent... He smiled at the boy and gently stroked over his waist.Besides I have my own room service up here. Thats right, nekos were used as house workers. Well when Ren would head home for the night he would take the boy with him and maybe try out having the boy work for him at home. Ren reached his hand up to stroke over the boy's hair gently.Im not really hungry, just a bit thrusty. you?