For mind link
{For thinking to ones self}
(Kindred thoughts)
[Arguing with ones self, or Alli arguing with Buffy]
Is for dreaming
There is a book that I read, the one I got Meanial out of that you should read. Its called Night of the Wolf by...I can't remember. But go to Barns and Nobles and look it up. It is a great book.
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Deamon walked into the study that would be serving as Seatan's for the time being. "They're alive, Seatan. They're here. I went to the Jewelers and he came at me with a red Jewel, said that an Eryian Warlord Prince came to get it set and that he had a sister. I felt the power coming from the Jewel and it was..."
Seatan finally held his hand up to make him stop babbling.
He smiled to himself.
{My son, Deamon Sadi, the Sadist, babbling. Now I've seen everything.}
"Sit down."
He sat.
Seatan called in a bottle of Brandy and poured some for himself and his son. Deamon drained the glass in one gulp. Seatan didn't say anything until he finished his glass, or until he thought his son would pop from the waiting. "I had a hunch they were here."
Deamon's eyes narrowed and Seatan could feel the room drop a few degrees. "Then why didn't you tell me?"
"Because I didn't want to upset you or Jeanell or anybody else for that matter, if I was wrong." The room returned back to normal. "I was going to ask Meanial to help me find them, but it seems you beat me to it."
Deamon leaned back into his chair and covered his face with his hands. "I want to find them Seatan. But how do I do it. How do I get them to come back home?"
"Well, I have been here a few times after...anyway, I haven't felt them here at all. So I believe that they came with their courts for the party. We should just wait until then."
"What about Jeanell and Lucivar, and the rest?"
"We will tell the males to keep a look out for them, because if we tell Jeanell now, she will turn this city upside down looking for them."
Deamon agreed.
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Alliana arrived back at the room that she and Lucian would be sharing carrying the cloths and his Jewel.
"Glad your back, we were summoned to see Yamara just now. Put those on the table and let's go."
A few minutes later, they entered Yamara's room.
"Finally. Sit down," she said.
They didn't.
"Now that we're here, I want to lay down a few rules. You two are pleasure slaves. You will be the last ones of our group to enter he party. And as such, everyone will know what you are. If a man or woman asks you to go to their room at any time, you will go and accommodate them. And I will not hear anything about it. You will do your duty, or I will put you in the Cage."
The Cage is the worst thing you could be put in. A mettle box in the sun. No food, no water, and a whipping and beating everyday.
Lucian took a step forward. "I am a pleasure slave Yamara, not Alli. She has never, and will never be one. You only kept her to keep me in check, remember. She will not be a pleasure slave tonight, or any other night. Understand?"
Yamara just smiled. "Just because I never used her as one, doesn't mean that she isn't. My court has you two down as pleasure slaves, and that is what you are. No amount of power or threats will change that."
Lucian stepped back, folded his arms and spread his wings a little bit. Yamara started shivering. Not only because of the cold in the room, but of fear. That smooth, bored mask on Lucian's face promised so many things. So many things to her, and she trembled in fear.
Alliana stepped up to Yamara.
Yamara looked at another, equally terrifying mask of a young girl, smiling sweetly. But her eyes were a fiery red.
"Fine."
She turned and walked out, fallowed by her brother.
Yamara collapsed in a chair after the door shut.
{What have I done? What have I done?}
She reached for some brandy to find the glass shattered and the alcohol frozen.
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The twins entered their room and collapsed on the queen bed.
"I don't care what. Alli, you will not be a pleasure slave, not tonight. Not any night."
She turned to him. "Do you think I would let any man shove his hand, or anything else between my legs? I would rather be put in the Cage. But you will not be doing any shoving to anyone either. I have never liked your profession, and tonight you will stop."
"What do you mean?"
"We are leaving."
Lucian sat up and stared at his sister.
"We will get all pretty and go to the party. We are going to kill Yamara and her court, and we will leave. What she said was the last straw. I will not allow her to run our lives anymore my dear brother. We will escape and live freely."
Lucian wisely didn't mention where they were going. He just nodded.
Alli smiled and grabbed the box with Lucian's newly set Jewel in the box. "I haven't opened it, but I want to see it."
Lucian took the box and opened it.
Inside was a ring of gold. The Jewel was a pure sphere, held by gold flames with red jewel chips. Lucian slipped it on his hand, but not the one that held his Gray.
"Wow, Lucian. It's beautiful. And now we've both gotten our red Jewel set. Come on, let's get ready for the party." IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
Think about how cold it would need to be for Brandy to freeze. They didn't want to kill Yamara, not yet, so the aimed their anger at the brandy. Just so you know. Now please review. I love reviews. I smile like an idiot when I get reviews.
There is a book that I read, the one I got Meanial out of that you should read. Its called Night of the Wolf by...I can't remember. But go to Barns and Nobles and look it up. It is a great book.
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Deamon walked into the study that would be serving as Seatan's for the time being. "They're alive, Seatan. They're here. I went to the Jewelers and he came at me with a red Jewel, said that an Eryian Warlord Prince came to get it set and that he had a sister. I felt the power coming from the Jewel and it was..."
Seatan finally held his hand up to make him stop babbling.
He smiled to himself.
{My son, Deamon Sadi, the Sadist, babbling. Now I've seen everything.}
"Sit down."
He sat.
Seatan called in a bottle of Brandy and poured some for himself and his son. Deamon drained the glass in one gulp. Seatan didn't say anything until he finished his glass, or until he thought his son would pop from the waiting. "I had a hunch they were here."
Deamon's eyes narrowed and Seatan could feel the room drop a few degrees. "Then why didn't you tell me?"
"Because I didn't want to upset you or Jeanell or anybody else for that matter, if I was wrong." The room returned back to normal. "I was going to ask Meanial to help me find them, but it seems you beat me to it."
Deamon leaned back into his chair and covered his face with his hands. "I want to find them Seatan. But how do I do it. How do I get them to come back home?"
"Well, I have been here a few times after...anyway, I haven't felt them here at all. So I believe that they came with their courts for the party. We should just wait until then."
"What about Jeanell and Lucivar, and the rest?"
"We will tell the males to keep a look out for them, because if we tell Jeanell now, she will turn this city upside down looking for them."
Deamon agreed.
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Alliana arrived back at the room that she and Lucian would be sharing carrying the cloths and his Jewel.
"Glad your back, we were summoned to see Yamara just now. Put those on the table and let's go."
A few minutes later, they entered Yamara's room.
"Finally. Sit down," she said.
They didn't.
"Now that we're here, I want to lay down a few rules. You two are pleasure slaves. You will be the last ones of our group to enter he party. And as such, everyone will know what you are. If a man or woman asks you to go to their room at any time, you will go and accommodate them. And I will not hear anything about it. You will do your duty, or I will put you in the Cage."
The Cage is the worst thing you could be put in. A mettle box in the sun. No food, no water, and a whipping and beating everyday.
Lucian took a step forward. "I am a pleasure slave Yamara, not Alli. She has never, and will never be one. You only kept her to keep me in check, remember. She will not be a pleasure slave tonight, or any other night. Understand?"
Yamara just smiled. "Just because I never used her as one, doesn't mean that she isn't. My court has you two down as pleasure slaves, and that is what you are. No amount of power or threats will change that."
Lucian stepped back, folded his arms and spread his wings a little bit. Yamara started shivering. Not only because of the cold in the room, but of fear. That smooth, bored mask on Lucian's face promised so many things. So many things to her, and she trembled in fear.
Alliana stepped up to Yamara.
Yamara looked at another, equally terrifying mask of a young girl, smiling sweetly. But her eyes were a fiery red.
"Fine."
She turned and walked out, fallowed by her brother.
Yamara collapsed in a chair after the door shut.
{What have I done? What have I done?}
She reached for some brandy to find the glass shattered and the alcohol frozen.
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The twins entered their room and collapsed on the queen bed.
"I don't care what. Alli, you will not be a pleasure slave, not tonight. Not any night."
She turned to him. "Do you think I would let any man shove his hand, or anything else between my legs? I would rather be put in the Cage. But you will not be doing any shoving to anyone either. I have never liked your profession, and tonight you will stop."
"What do you mean?"
"We are leaving."
Lucian sat up and stared at his sister.
"We will get all pretty and go to the party. We are going to kill Yamara and her court, and we will leave. What she said was the last straw. I will not allow her to run our lives anymore my dear brother. We will escape and live freely."
Lucian wisely didn't mention where they were going. He just nodded.
Alli smiled and grabbed the box with Lucian's newly set Jewel in the box. "I haven't opened it, but I want to see it."
Lucian took the box and opened it.
Inside was a ring of gold. The Jewel was a pure sphere, held by gold flames with red jewel chips. Lucian slipped it on his hand, but not the one that held his Gray.
"Wow, Lucian. It's beautiful. And now we've both gotten our red Jewel set. Come on, let's get ready for the party." IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
Think about how cold it would need to be for Brandy to freeze. They didn't want to kill Yamara, not yet, so the aimed their anger at the brandy. Just so you know. Now please review. I love reviews. I smile like an idiot when I get reviews.