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Thread: Looks change but do people (Frelance & Notte)

Don't worry about it, I am sure I can take care of it. A true smile tugged at her lips at his laugh and she sighed with contentment, it had been so long since she had heard that laugh or even words of protection. She raised her hand and extended it out as if she was clawing at something and she made a face and meowed, ever the predatory cat. She watched his tongue slide across his lip and she could think of nothing more than what it would be like to feel his mouth pressed against hers. Yet, she knew this was neither the time nor the place to think of those lust filled thoughts that had her clutching her thighs together. Although she was a sexual deviant, she had never had anyone touch her before, she was always the one doing the touching, the caressing, the punishments. She knew how to remain a doll in all ways, never letting the emotion show, and that had often times scared the ones who were under her rule. After the teacher finished talking to Jason, she looked over at Mercy, and you are? Her voice was filled with a mild annoyance, as if she didn't want to be there and just wanted to have the day over with. Smiling, she looked up at the teacher. My name is Suou, Mercy Suou. It is a pleasure to learn from you. The teacher seemed slightly suspicious, she handed her a stack of papers. Pass these out. When Mercy stood up, she frowned, her head was even with the majority of people while they were sitting, save for a few who were even taller than she was. One by one she went to each desk and passed the papers out. When she came to the man who had been staring at her and Jason, she went to go set the paper down on his desk and he took hold of her hand and brought it to his lips. Thank you, Mademoiselle. I am Stefan. She removed her hand from his grasp and just smiled and nodded. When she turned to move onto the next person, Stefan picked up a piece of her long raven hair and let it slide through his fingers as she moved. He took in a deep breath, taking in the smell of cherry blossoms, and let the rest of her hair fall like silk. It was so long and so silky, that Mercy wasn't even aware of his violation. Once she had finished, she walked back to her seat and the class had begun. The whole time, she felt eyes on her.
Thread: Looks change but do people (Frelance & Notte)

Jason glared at the teacher and bared his teeth but stayed silent so she did not turn back to him. Class had barely started and he already hated the teacher. He watched Mercy with a smile as she stood and started walking around the room. He like most of the class didnt hide the fact that they were watching her. Again his mind started to wonder what she had on under all the frills and lace. As she gave Stephan his papers Jason watched the guy kiss her hand which he found just odd but he could also see if be something that would happen with the way she dressed and if the guy was a romantic. When he caught a bit of her hair and sniffed at it Jasons eyes narrowed. It was just plain creepy. Like stalker creepy. His attention was forced to the front as the teacher called out his name. Stefan gave Jason a disgusted look but there was a threat in his eyes. Jason glared back but looked away. Smirking at the weakness of the other man. He knew he would have Mercy it was just a matter of time now. He took one last look at Mercy as she went back to her seat before he started taking notes. He had spent to much time following the lovely Mercy to let some goth take her from him, not now. He had started writing down the notes she was giving them when Mercy sat back down. He glanced at her and smiled then went back to what he was doing. When the teacher had her back to them he put a note on her desk. He knew it was corny but he doubted they would get away with whispering in the class. The note just had one question. What did the guy who kissed your hand say to you? As the class went on Jason kept glancing back whenever he felt someone looking at him. He would resist the urge to look behind him for as long as he could but he would give in and glance behind him to see Stefan look back at the board. There was something about the guy that grated on him but he had no idea why. Stefan on the other hand was enjoying the effect he was having on the guy. If it was this easy he would have Mercy to himself in a mater of days. With that thought he leaned back in his seat and paid attention to the lesson a bit more as he thought about what would happen when Mercy joined him.
Thread: Looks change but do people (Frelance & Notte)

Jason was almost down writing down the notes that the teacher had put on the board when he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. He looked over just as Mercy tossed the note and smiled as he saw it land on the edge of his desk. He grabbed it before it could fall off the desk but didnt open it since the teacher had just turned around and asked a question. He kept his head down and wrote down the question. The last thing he wanted to do was go up and answer a question. When Mercy got up he watched her move enjoying how she seemed to flow out of the seat. His thoughts were interrupted when he saw Stefan moving towards the front of the room. He stood up quickly when he realized Stefans intentions but he was to slow. He stood there for a second wondering if he should take Mercy out of his arms but the teacher glared at him and motioned him back to his seat. As he sat down and looked back at the front of the room he ground his teeth. He hated the fact that the creep was holding her and where he was holding her was making him want to beat the shit out of him. When Stefan turned and looked straight at Jason. He saw the look in his eyes and knew he had to do everything he could to keep Mercy away from Stefan. He was still fuming when Mercy sat back down and looked at him hurt by the fact that he had not been the one up there. The anger he felt at Stefan was pushed down and replaced with guilt that he had not been there to help her. Im sorry. He wasnt able to say anything else since the teacher cleared her throat. Last warning Mr.Kyle. Pay attention or leave the class. Jason glared back at her and it was plainly shown on his face that he would have love to leave but something held him back. He swallowed his pride and spoke in an even tone that was clearly forced. I will stay. The lesson went on and Jason kept taking notes. He slipped the note from Mercy into his pocket not wanting to risk getting caught with it and getting kicked out. He had filed Mercy once already and he couldnt let himself do it again. When the class was finally over he packed up his things and stood up. I am sorry that I let him get there first. He was not sure what else he could see, there was plenty that he wanted to say but he could not say half of it here. Let me treat you to lunch. We can get out of the school for a while. He offered out his hand to her hoping she would forgive him and accept his offer.
Thread: Looks change but do people (Frelance & Notte)

She didn't say anything when class was over, but took the hand Jason had offered. Her hand was entirely to small compared to his large ones, but she grabbed her books and floated out of her seat, all the while keeping her hand in his. Alright. As they turned to walk away, she felt eyes watching them, burning with a masked fury. Looking back over her shoulder, she knew that it was Stefan, and his eyes were riveted to her and Jason. When they walked out of the classroom, Mia was there and her eyes darkened at seeing them holding hands. Mercy looked up at Jason, wondering if he had seen the girl or not. I want something sweet, cake and tea, if we are able. Ever since she was little, she had had a sweet tooth, her favorite being a raspberry chocolate cake with Earl Grey tea. She had always received odd looks when she ate normal food in public, apparently Doll's just weren't supposed to eat anything other than sweets, so she had kept up he appearance. The farther they walked away from the room, she could feel dual eyes on her but ignored it, making idle chatter with Jason until they could be alone. The other students seemed to part as they walked past and whispered words were spoken behind idle hands about their odd pairing. They left the school building and made their way to the restaurant. All the while, Mercy waiting for Jason to speak about the incident that happened in class. Stefan followed them out of the classroom and watched as they made their exit from the building, he enjoyed how the crowd just parted for them to pass as if they knew that Mercy were royalty, but his anger deepened at her guard dog. He had to find a way to separate them or else Mercy would never be apart of his collection, all he had to do was get her alone. His gaze skittered to the side as he noticed a strange girl watching after them as well, her expression filled with both adoration and loathing. A wicked smile graced his lips and he walked up too her, My name is Stefan, and I do believe that we have the same problem.
Thread: Looks change but do people (Frelance & Notte)

Jason knew they were being watched and when Mercy looked behind her he was sure she felt it as well. As they left the room he glanced back and glared at Stefan. He would have to deal with him but he was not sure how he could do that right now. Even as he thought about it he knew he would do anything to protect Mercy. She had always been more than a friend to him, she had stuck with him in his darkest times and he had never had the chance to protect her but he would protect her now. Jason gave Mia a warning look, he had enough to think about with Stefan and really didnt need to worry about Mia as well. His grip tightened on Mercys hand, it was not painfully tight just reassuring. Whether he was reassuring her or himself he did not know. Jason had been staring at Mia almost daring her to try something so when Mercy spoke he broke eye contact and looked down at her. There is a coffee shop a few blocks away. They should have what you want. He smiled as he remembered how much of a sweet tooth she had went she was little and wondered if it was still just as big. Jason looked at a few of the kids they pasted when they spoke to soon and the look he gave them was not even close to friendly. He knew how odd they must seem together but he did not care. All he cared about at that moment was keeping Mercy safe and away from Stefan. It was not until they had been seated at the restaurant did Jason start to speak. I would have been there for you but he must have gotten up even before you got to the front of the class. He pulled out the note she had given him and read over it so he would know what she had said. When he looked back up at her he was not sure what to do. After Stefan kissed your hand and you started walking past him did you feel your hair being picked up at all? He wanted to know if he had over reacted or not before he decided if he would tell her about the look he caught from Stefan when he turned to face him with Mercy in his hands. Rage burnt inside Mia as she watched Mercy walk down the hall with Jason. She had worked too hard to let the little doll take him from her. He was hers and no one was going to take him from her. She turned hate filled eyes on the man that had spoken to her. She looked him up and down then met his gaze. And your point is? She had seen Jason looking back into the classroom so maybe this was who he had been looking at. But she still wanted to know what this guy wanted from her.
Thread: The Long Awaited Gift

It was nearing Midnight on the first night of the new moon. Winter was fast approaching blanketing the earth with its white coat. The many animals of the forests around the mountains were finding caves and burrows to hibernate for the long winter. The wolves would gather into large packs to help one another survive in the cold harsh weather as the bears would sleep and burn off the fat they had built the earlier summer before. The earth would sleep for a time until awaking when spring called. Though at the wee hours of the night most of the worlds animals would be slumbering in their dens as the predators of the night hunted. Most of the creatures should have been resting but this was not the case for the large creature that loomed over the earth moving through the air toward a small platform to the far East. The only features of the large creature that could be seen was a large looming shadow. Hidden by the Moons Light high within the sky flew an ancient and wise creature. Old, powerful, and full of rage as it flew onward. The many animals below would not hide in fear, they would not pause to look toward the sky as it flew over. The large looming shadow would not frighten the birds, it would not scare the skittish mice or Rabbits from their burrows. For all creatures of the earth knew there was nothing to fear. The creature grew ever closer to the human platform in the distance, miles and miles disappearing within minutes. Soon the creature would reach the humans. Soon the price long over due would finally be given.
Thread: The Long Awaited Gift

At 21, Ruksanna was an old maid for her kingdom. Most girls married at 19. But Ruksanna was cursed. As she paced the small railed platform high above the trees, she marvelled at the beauty of the clear night sky. The full moon eerily bright cast light in all directions unfettered by trees or objects. Cursed. She was certain that was the first word ever spoken from her lips. Over two hundred years ago, a blood price had been asked of her fathers family. The next noble daughter of that bloodline born would be bequeathed to the Dragon Lord, as a sacrifice, to maintain peace and balance between the kingdoms. For decades, and even a century, arts were practiced to ensure the blood born children of the King were men and men alone. They married women from Kingdoms far away, ensuring none had heard of the curse, and that they were naive enough to mistake dark magic for honest healing care. Ruksannas mother, had not been so naive. She had known after the first miscarriage that the healers her husband had for her, were nothing of the sort. So she had taken pains to hide her next pregnancy, until it was too late to change fate, and Ruksanna was born. Little had her mother realized the extent of the curse she had born a daughter to. Ruksanna had been an outcast from her people, and her father, from birth. Tutors hired to teacher her, never lasted more than two years less they become attached to her. She had a lonely existence over the scant 21 years of her life. But she was prepared. She had skill with a needle, and crafted many beautiful quilts, dresses and tapestries. She could read and write, and knew enough figures to be a proper chatelaine of a Kingdom. She was also a quiet beauty, tall with a full hourglass figure, rounded hips, tapered waist and flaring breasts. Dark caramel hair fell in waves about her face and shoulders. She was breathtaking, but in an unconventional way, entirely too tall for a woman, and thick, from years learning to fence, something women, noble women, were not and did not do. But Ruksanna had been groomed to be this sacrifice, to be everything ever desired by the Dragon Lord. As she looked to the sky for the sign of her doom, she hoped her small gift of a handmade quilt, would help ease the Dragons ire. Hed been waiting for payment of his blood price for two hundred years, a long time for even a Dragon.
Thread: The Long Awaited Gift

Ruksanna, at her mother's request had been schooled in Dragon lore. An art nearly dead, but practiced by a few underground scholars who gladly came above ground, for the right price. She had learned the legends, and the fanciful stories of these creatures. She knew of the regal nobility they seemed to hold themselves to. She smiled, she had always been odd, maybe she had known from early on this would be her fate, as dragons often filled her dreams. She looked to the sky, a soft gentle breeze caressing her face. She felt as though time was near. She picked up her offering, folding it over her arms. She stood still listening to the night, and picking out the soft whomp of wings on the air. Ruksanna was in awe as the Night Dragon descended. His form perfectly blended to the clear night sky, so much so that if you were not aware of what you were looking for you would see nothing amiss. Her forest green eyes widened as the beast came to rest on the land below the platform, his wings open and on display. He was magnificent. She had long dreamt of dragons, but none of her imaginings could compare to the harsh beauty of the creature in front of her. Ruksanna, dipped low in a deep curtsey extending her gift out so he could smell her, her head bowed slightly, eyes lowered waiting for him to decide if she was worthy. After weeks of days of hours working on the blanket she now held, it was saturated with her scent. Shed been fierce about being the only one to touch the blanket, and to work at putting it together. Lore spoke of being true of heart, and how Dragons could smell such on any human they came in contact with. She had known this gift, would help break the ice and show him she was not a deception. Ruksanna felt the snuffle of air about her, as it seemed her gift was drawn away from her body. She raised her eyes, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she saw clearly for the first time the extraordinary color of his eyes. Had he been a man their color alone would have made him hunted by mothers and daughters alike. She smiled tentatively as she held out the blanket for him. She was still yet breathing, this had to be a good sign, did it not? She looked at him and softly whispered. Hello, my Lord.
Thread: The Long Awaited Gift

The Night Dragon lowered his large head downward slightly to match the females gesture. Raising his head slowly as to not frighten the female away, for the dragon knew how skittish humans could be. Though small and frail humans proved to be a large threat when grouped together, though alone they were skittish creatures much like Rabbits and Mice were. The Dragon could see the human female extend a small object of some sort. Though it seemed to float from her toward the creature, The Night Dragon reached out with his right for claw to grasp the small gift she had prepared. He tilted his head ever slightly to glance upon it, Dragons were not none for receiving gifts from Humans. Though they did enjoy giving gifts to one another a large shiny rock, or shiny things attracted Dragons. They were not thieves as the stories told. The Night Dragon turned his attention back to the Female upon the large wooden platform. Making it so she could look him within the eye when he drew near, narrowing his eyes when she spoke. He was a bit surprised by this female. She had been taught well it seemed. Folding his wings to his body The Night Dragon stood upon all fours once more. The gift nowhere to be seen as he addressed her, speaking with a loud deep voice much deeper than any humans yet pronouncing each word perfectly despite his large jaws full of sharp teeth and fangs. Are you the Sacrifice that has been promised? The Dragon asked. He knew this female was indeed the one promised him. Are you prepared to lay down your life for the service of your kingdom?
Thread: The Long Awaited Gift

Ruksanna trembled as his voice boomed out over her. It was deep and low, full of power one could only associate with such a majestic creature. She nodded slightly as she discreetly licked her lips. Yes, I am the chosen one, and I am prepared to do what I must for my home and to fulfill the promise long ago made to you. She smoothed an errant strand of hair behind her ear as she looked at him. The white crescent moon on his brow seemed to glow in the moon light. Ruksanna had the strangest desire to touch him, to let her fingertips trail over his thick black skin. She clasped her hands in front of her, not wanting to offend him or overstep herself accidently. She took a deep breath and raised her eyes to his, marvelling at how the ocean blue faded into ice against his large pupil. I am yours, my lord to do with as you please, my Lord. She sounded so small as she spoke after the lasting and deep reverberation of his own voice. She shivered against the slight chill that seemed to crawl into the night air. She knew this private exchange was being watched by the King, her father from the safety of the watch tower of the castle. She wondered if his looking glass was trained on her or the dragon before her, she knew that answer. Her father was likely in awe of the Night Dragon, and contemplating a thousand different ways to breach the pack that would finally be sealed by the Dragon Lords acceptance of her. She held her composure together with a thin thread, as the Dragon Lord seemed to contemplate her worth.
Thread: The Long Awaited Gift

The Dragon could see courage within this small female. Though to her kind she appeared to have much height, perhaps taller than most females, all of this did not much matter to the Dragon. Beautiful, or ugly. Skinny or fat the sacrifices appearance was unimportant. Though the purpose of this sacrifice was perhaps a secret to the female, for the reasoning was not said when the pact was made. Only the price that had to be paid in full, the ruler of old did not ask many questions which had suited the Night Dragon. Then it is done. Said the Dragon as it slowly unfolded its large wings. Not wishing to waste precious time. Speaking as he turned to look within the direction of where the King sat upon his large horse. Merely glancing within his Direction, no doubt the Human had wanted to catch an glance at the Ancient Dragon. Or perhaps the Human King had wanted to be one of the very view to ever see the living Myth. Long have I watched over these mountains and the kingdom within them. Long have I protected these lands from thee enemies whom would do harm. These lands have grown fat with bounty, lush with green, the winters filled with joy instead of sorrow as is common in many other regions. The Night Dragon was saying to the human female. Moving his gaze and attention to her once more, his large eyes focused entirely upon her watching for her reactions. She did not perhaps know the true reason her father had tried to prevent her birth. The Night Dragon had been the guardian of her homelands for centuries and often reviewed as a deity or godlike creature. It had safe guarded the Kingdom within the mountains from plagues, conquers, and war. Within its domain peace had dominated all else. Though nothing could last forever and the Human King probably knew this quit well. The Night Dragon looked to its left at the Ancient carriage that had been made for the Sacrifices long trip to the Dragons Laree. Made from simple stone and plain to the human eye the stone carriage did not appear to have wheels or any means of moving upon the earth. Instead the carriage indeed possessed a hand on top seemingly so a large creature could carry it. The time for patience is at an end. Said the ancient creature as it turned back toward the human female. It is time we depart. It began but shortly after It seemed to pause as a thought crept through its mind. It slowly closed its large wings once more, resting them against its upper back and sides as it once more turned its large skull side ways as to put its eye close to the female. Three Questions It began may be asked before we depart. While you still reside upon your homeland.