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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Jan 9, 2011 18:51:43 GMT -5
Analisia looked the man over, her eyes sharp and starting to darken slightly as she grew annoyed at his continuing curiousity. "I am sure that the offcials of Cados will warn those who need warning... If they do not believe Issilt to be in harms way, they shall do as they see fit with the population." Analisia didn't feel much up to talking to this stranger. And his reply to Ashemir's question simply reenforced that feeling."My own involvement was that I was near the mountain, heard the battle going on, and went to make an open path for the soldiers to escape safely. Nothing more, nothing less. And if the vampire's were so smart, they should have realized that the werecreatures would figure out what they were doing sooner or later and put them back in their place..." Her tone was flippant, as if nothing of this sort really mattered. In reality she was trying to see if her blaise and basic answers would chase the man off so that she and Ashemir could continue their discussions. She managed not to look at Ashemir when mentioning Vampire's, she still thought it odd that she was able to be so friendly to one...
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Post by Ashemir Draemis on Jan 9, 2011 19:43:13 GMT -5
Ashemir repressed the urge to snort. Having combed out the left side of Analisia's hair, he started working on the right, all the while trying not to let his feelings make his combing forceful. "Well now everyone knows that they're there, and if news gets to the wereanimals, they won't last for very long." To Analisia's credit, Ashemir felt the same way. He didn't just lie about how he felt for the sake of lying. He was better with his words than that.
He wondered how Seriah felt about Valmar's rash attack. Although, if one thing could be said about Valmar, it was that he was a real showmaster. "Hah... as if this changes current relations any. Everyone still hates vampires." They probably still would, after the war was won.
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Post by Leon Von Feuerzauber on Jan 9, 2011 20:06:05 GMT -5
Leon found this to be amusing, 'the werecreatures didn't already know? Then why is she still here?' "I find it rather odd that the werecreatures don't already know of what happened. It seems they must be preoccupied with something or the officials in Cados haven't said anything to them yet." He turned to Analisia, he should probably play the game a little more, they were telling him stuff without knowing it. "That is very of noble of you, I'm sure they must have appreciated that. Kindness it seems would be a fleeing soldier's best friend." Who said he could have fun with it though. "I think it does change them a little, now people are forced to act on the matter. Besides, I don't think everyone hates vampires, they must at least like each other."
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Jan 9, 2011 20:22:07 GMT -5
Analisia sighed. "They had to have been preoccupied by something... There is no way that the pack... or even the werecats were not there for that attack without something getting in the way." Analisia was reminded of her worries about the pack and it showed in her eyes. She bit down on her bottom lip and chewed it softly. Then looked up at Ashemir. "And I dont believe that all vampires are hated. People shouldn't just judge on what race a person is. Not that people as a whole quite understand that." She chuckles softly and returns to chewing on her lip, ignoring Leon's comment on her actions. It honestly was the last thing on her mind.
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Post by Ashemir Draemis on Jan 9, 2011 20:54:10 GMT -5
Ashemir had another suggestion about the wereanimals, but it might come off as unsavory in front of Analisia. "Of course vampires like each other. They wouldn't be able to come together if they didn't." Of course, that didn't stop him from hating some other vampires. Everyone was an individual, after all. He looked at Analisia through the hair and especially noted her tolerance. Was it her separation from her pack that made her so tolerant? Ashemir sort of hoped not.... "There might be a few people that like vampires... but I'd imagine that they'd take that secret with them to the grave, one way or another." He combed out Analisia's hair entirely now, but continued to just for the sake of combing.
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Post by Leon Von Feuerzauber on Jan 9, 2011 21:38:38 GMT -5
Leon was happy with the information he had gotten from the two, it seemed like he wasn't going to get anything else useful and they were getting agitated. 'Vampires destroyed the humans in an attack, Werecreatures were preoccupied and so unhelpful. Current relations are in order.' "Well whatever has the werecreatures preoccupied I'm sure the vampires probably had something to do with it ." He stood up from the bench and looked at Analisia "I hope you get word to your kindred in time and that no vampires delay your arrival." Though honestly he hoped she would get killed on the way there or something of an equally horrible caliber happened. "Thank you for the time and I apologize for interrupting. It was nice meeting you two ladies." With that he left the two and started to head for Riyer for more information.
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Jan 9, 2011 21:44:58 GMT -5
Analisia raised an eyebrow at the man and then shook her head. People were getting stranger everyday... He seemed to have picked up on her being a werewolf, but it didn't honestly matter at this point. She looked at Ashemir again and chuckled. "He just called you a girl...." Her smile grew wide and teasing, her eyes had a slight sparkle to them. "And no secret ever actually goes to the grave, there is always someone else who knows it." She chuckled again and pulled away from Ashemir's comb, it was getting much too relaxing.
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Post by Ashemir Draemis on Jan 9, 2011 21:58:45 GMT -5
Ashemir's words completely failed him when Leon stood up and called them both ladies. However, as the man walked away, the blonde didn't bother shouting out to correct him. It might come to his advantage at some point. "I hope you don't correct him. I want to see the look on his face later when the truth absolutely has to come out, poor fool..." Ashemir stuffed the comb back into his sash a bit reluctantly. Combing out another person's hair had been quite relaxing. "'Always'?" he asked after her last statement.
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Jan 9, 2011 22:06:30 GMT -5
Analisia turned around to sit facing Ashemir. "As far as I have seen, always. I dont think it is possible for people to keep a secret forever. And dont worry, I wont be the one to tell him, as long as I get to be there when he finds out." She chuckles softly and shrugs. "And if you can manage it, I am sure that we can make it even more surprising for the poor bastard." She winks at Ashemir and laughs again, then clutches at her stomach. Laughing was definately not good for that wound, nor would it be anytime soon as far as she could tell.
After a moment of biting back a yelp, Analisia looked Ashemir in the eyes again. "Ashemir, do you think that my pack is in trouble?" She asked him quietly. Anything to take her mind off the damnable wound right now. "I havent heard word of them in a long time but.... I know that they would show up if they promised to help."
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Post by Ashemir Draemis on Jan 9, 2011 22:32:30 GMT -5
Ashemir chuckled at the thought of devising a horrible ploy for Leon. Albeit, it would be a harmless one, but that would feel refreshing after the storm Ashemir had managed to crawl out of. "Oh, don't worry. It would be perfect down to the last detail, and I'd make sure you were there to savor it." After all, who didn't like an audience after devising a grand scheme? It was like the allure of a villain telling a hero his entire plan, just to show how much thought he put into it.
At Analisia's question, Ashemir's smile melted away. That sense of guilt returned to him, and he kicked himself for this foolish illusion he was leading himself though. He couldn't have the best of both worlds. Analisia was a kind friend, but she was still a werewolf. Their allegiances were completely polar, and their trust, while being fed and watered, must still be in a balancing act as it was. "I don't know... Valmar didn't mention anything to me," he said quietly.
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Jan 9, 2011 22:39:26 GMT -5
Analisia was about to smile at Ashemir's first statement, until she was thrown completely off balance by his reaction to her own question. She frowned gently and watched his face. Her legs pulled up to her chest and she rested her chin on her knees. Eyebrows furrowed for a moment. "Ashemir what is it? Why did you get so quiet all of a sudden?" She wondered if it was the thought of Valmar, if she had remembered right, he was the vampire that had tried to rape Ashemir. But that was only if she had remembered what was said in passing...
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Post by Ashemir Draemis on Jan 9, 2011 22:52:14 GMT -5
Ashemir was glad that vampires' hearts no longer beat. Could werewolves hear heartbeats? The abilities between vampires and the wereanimals seemed similar, and he could hear hers. He shook his head lightly, clearing his mind of its nervous clutter. "I'm just concerned. I want to go home, but I don't think I'll be able to, even if I'm told I can. How can I go back to live in a place I've been assaulted in?"
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Jan 9, 2011 23:02:38 GMT -5
Analisia nodded, it seemed like a good reason. She shrugged slightly. "It is probably the same as me being nervous about going back to my pack once my exile is over... Once home starts to feel unsafe or foriegn, it is difficult to really see it as home anymore. It is one of the reasons I started to travel instead of stay in one place. It made it less likely for me to get attached to any place besides with my pack." She shrugged again. "And you could always make it feel more protected, or make another home." She wondered what exactly it was about the Vampire that made her trust him so easily with things that she normall didn't bring up. Was it that they were kindred spirits... Or was it something else? Analisia considered this for a moment while unknowingly bringing up a bit of her hair to chew on thoughtfully.
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Post by Ashemir Draemis on Jan 9, 2011 23:22:36 GMT -5
Ashemir nodded slowly. "It's wracking to think that you won't be completely accepted back. Just because a certain amount of time has gone by doesn't ensure that opinions have changed. But I suppose it depends on the offense, and wolves... they're like a family. It probably wouldn't be too hard for them to welcome you back." At first, Ashemir hadn't cared what others might have thought of him. Now it was starting to become one of the most important things.... "I don't think I could be a drifter. I don't have many possessions, but what I do have is too precious for me to carry around everywhere through the elements." He nodded again when she mentioned making it more protected. He might be able to conceal it, but just the fact that Valmar knew where he lived was wracking. Maybe he could move farther through the labyrinth to another cavern....
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Post by Analisia Moonbright on Jan 9, 2011 23:32:43 GMT -5
Analisia set her chin on her knees again, something that made her seem much younger and more innocent than she truly was. The way her eyes were half closed and looking down at the ground took away the lines of worry and wear. "I have to see them soon, especially if it is to warn them about what is happening with the humans... But I am afraid that they will still hold my mistake against me. I.... I led a den of vampires back to the pack... That was my offence, and because of it some of our pack were killed. That is why I am a loner now." She looked back up at Ashemir, a vampire himself. He could have been apart of that den for all she knew. Not like it really mattered. "I dont know if they could forgive that ever... I guess I will have to wait and see. And if you wanted, I could always help you find a safer place to live. I have slept in my fair share of caves and other random shelters that Nature has had to offer." She smiled again, her earlier appearanced wiped away by her normal look. She had pulled the lump of hair away from her mouth when she had spoken, but was now brushing it against her bottom lip.
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