Post by Ninette De La Magnifique on Sept 26, 2005 17:19:58 GMT 8
/] Randomvity [\: Though his body was weak and in her power, his mind remained with the clarity it had always possessed. Through pert lips that would never allow her so close otherwise, he growled softly, intoning an air of defiance and finality. - "I deny you my soul, even if my body is yours. You cannot have my soul."
*~Magnifique~*: Her tongue released from his grip, she continues to feed him her blood, forcing his lips open with her own, the dark crimson liquid flowing into the cavity of his mouth. And after a few moments, she would pull away, allowing him to gasp and spat in defiance, all the while chuckling softly. "Too late my dearest, I have your body and your soul. You are mine from this day on. You shall not die this day, but from this day onwards, you will only live for me".
/] Randomvity [\: - Shaking his head, he offered her a grin, tilting his head slightly to peer up into her eyes with brilliant, piercing emerald green ones. His lips slowly twisted into a smirk, as he let his body relax. - "I don't live for anyone, especially you. My body may be yours, and my essence within you, but do not stop for one moment, or let your guard down for a second, for I will find a way to take back what is mine, and I will have my vengence."
*~Magnifique~*: A laughter resounded; soft and melodious though tinged with malice and evil. Eyes so bright yet icy cold with naught emotions to belie, peers into the emerald pools as she leans forth once again, planting a soft lingering kiss upon his smirking lips. In his weakened state, he would be vulnerable and she could easily end his existence. But she has plans for this one and she will not pass the opportunity up. "Yes dearling, rest assured that you will be mine for an eternity. You will not find abhorrence but instead you will love me forever".
/] Randomvity [\: - Angry and determined, his eyes bore up into hers, still defiant. Though her power would slowly hold him, his willpower was still formidable. Closing his eyes, he surrendered his body to her, retreating back into the deeper recesses of his mind, building himself a fortress of mental walls and barriers, designed to wear her mind to the point where he might be able to win something of his own freedom back, or die trying, even though he knew that she could end him if her heart desired. It was a difficult process that he was doing, one that could not be hurried. His mind was attempting to isolate itself from his body. -
*~Magnifique~*: Auburn tinged head would tilt, letting emerald eyes bore into her blue pools as she continues to knead. His mana was waning fast, as if his will power had begun to recede. She had won till battle but not the war. He was within himself, retreating into the deepest part still unreachable to the denizen of the Astral plane. But he will not stay there long for she was also determined to make him wholly hers. His body is merely a vessel that she will use for her own enjoyment but the most important part of him that she will not let go is his very soul. She is after all, the Jesterette of Doom; souls are for her to claim. "You are mine, dearling. In body and soul, you are mine forever".
/] Randomvity [\: The Jesterette was right, of course. There was no way he could keep himself projected thusly, so instead, he devised an alternative plan. Perhaps, just maybe, he could keep a pretense of belonging, and cause her to stop her assault, giving him time to replenish his strength and escape. A desperate plan, it was, but he was in a desperate situation, fighting for his very existance. They say that the most dangerous part of a stag hunt, was when the stag knew it couldn't run, and turned to charge. Opening the shutters of the myriad of forest and jade green windows to the outside world, he stared up into the Jesterettes eyes, through strands of golden blonde hair that rebeled and swept across his eyes, appearing to look dazed. It was a simple ploy, easy to see through, but he could dream no other plans at that moment.
*~Magnifique~*: A soft chuckle ensued as icy blue eyes were pierced by emerald orbs; though the latter seemed to be slipping into a daze. But Ninette, known to the mortal world as Magnifique, was not a mere Jesterette. A mind manipulator she was. Mind games are her territory and this one was mere child's play. She murmurs softly, bringing her lips to his once again, parting his with her blood riddled tongue and letting the crimson fluid flow into his mouth once again. A moment was all it took before she pulled away but only to smile knowingly. "Tis too late to resist, dearling. You have surrendered your mortal form therefore your soul is mine to keep. Tis folly to fight, you know it is so. Therefore come unto me. You will no longer feel pain but rejoice in everlasting glee".
/] Randomvity [\: If she thought she won the war and it was over, and if she thought that he was just child's play, then he let her have keep those false ideas. There was no sense in not letting the woman's arrogance play against her, there was always a way to break out of any hold. Those waves of blonde hair tumbled away from his clear eyes, as he nodded slowly. A dreamy smile formed around those soft, slender lips at her, attempting to appear as adoring as he could possibly imagine. Those tiers parted hungrily, pushing up with a delicately around her lips, sucking on the wound as gently as a baby to a mother's breast, drawing the blood into his mouth and along his tongue, before disappearing into his throat. He tried making it seem as if he was simply savoring the taste of her blood. Those long slender digits reached up, and clutched her outfit, grasping it tightly, desperately. As if there was nothing else that mattered except for her, and her alone, and the taste of her sweet, blood red lips. But underneath it all, his mind was resting itself and restoring what he could.
*~Magnifique~*: "Tis not as bad as you think, dearling. To be embraced by darkness and be held in a Jesterette's arms would be bliss. Come now, do not fret. Tis not a test. Let your mind adrift and let your soul rest." And then she was engulfed in his 'passionate' kiss. Though his warmth was inviting and his touch was intoxicating, she could still feel the resistance within him. The congruent flow of mana residing deep within his core was like a beacon in the darkest of night. A smile tugs at the corners of her lips as they kissed, allowing him access to her blood; her body reacting to his touch. Little does he know, by swallowing her life force, he bind his own to hers. Now they are complete.
/] Randomvity [\: The mind wandered slightly, trotting along the narrow lines and avenues of restrained thought, wondering if there was a way to release himself, or at least fight her on some sort of level ground. Pulling her luscious body into his arms, he gently rolled them, so that his form rested down against hers. Exhaling a warm, husky breath against her, he kissed her cheek and gently licked down to her neck, before his mind thought of an interesting plan. Sucking on the outside of her vein, he found that her mana was just a vibrant and brilliant to him as his was to her. Drawing a very small, miniscule fraction of her mana into himself, he made sure that it was so insignificant that she could never possibly notice. Closing his mouth, he gently sliced his tongue open with his incisor, and kissed back up to her chin. Parting her lips with his own, he gingerly let a drop of his own life force down into the back of her throat, attempting to make sure that she could not possibly sense any of this.
*~Magnifique~*: Eyelids fluttered to obscure icy blue eyes as her back touches the ground. A soft heave of breath ensued as his lips left hers to wander down towards her neck. The smile returns to her painted lips, feeling the pull of his mana against her own. His movement, though calculated was too vivid to be ignored by the unnatural senses of the Jesterette. But she remained in the state of oblivion, letting him induce her into sub-consciouness with his caresses. The nip upon her skin was felt, bringing a soft chuckle that was quickly transformed into a gasp to mask her amusement. She will let him his little game. He is after all, her very own 'pet'.
/] Randomvity [\: There was no such luck in his desperate plan. The foreign power that she exerted on him, he had no knowledge of or any idea on how to release himself from her hold. Nor did he know how much power she had over him and his body, or what she could do with it. What choice did he have? The gasp gave it away, though, he knew that she knew his game that he was resisting her in his own subtle way, and was thinking of ways to defeat her. It angered him, yet temporarily smothered those flames that kept him resisting, slowing his momentum. How naive it was of him to think that there could possibly be a way for him out of his trap, or how he got trapped so easily. Stopping his movement, he hung his head, brokenly, but as he leaned up on his elbows to stare at her through pools of emerald, he whispered softly, in his own polished English accent. "You knew what I was doing, didn't you?" The words seemed broken, but there was still an undertone of defiance and resistance that would never fade.
*~Magnifique~*: Deliberate, eyelids would flutter to expose the icy orbs within. A smile blooms as nimble digits rose to trace his jaw before falling to rest upon her abdomen. Soft jingle of bells resounded as she nodded, confirming his belief. "As I have said earlier dearling, tis folly to resist. I know of what you desire and know of your abbhorrence. Do not fret, my love. You will fare well within the circle and you will no longer feel pain." The whisper would echo within his mind as blue eyes bore into emerald ones, bringing him deeper into the endless pool; severing his conscious mind and intoxicating him further into darkness.
/] Randomvity [\: So he lost, and this was what she could do. He could feel himself falling into the velvety darkness, a sort of warm and embracing feeling. His body felt surreal, he could innately feel the warmth emenating from her body into his own, filling him with comfort. He could feel his willpower crumbling, and he let his mind rest, letting her have her little victory now. But once his mind was up and running fully again, he would look to usurp her power over him. This would not be a long eternity, if he could see to it.
*~Magnifique~*: Her tongue released from his grip, she continues to feed him her blood, forcing his lips open with her own, the dark crimson liquid flowing into the cavity of his mouth. And after a few moments, she would pull away, allowing him to gasp and spat in defiance, all the while chuckling softly. "Too late my dearest, I have your body and your soul. You are mine from this day on. You shall not die this day, but from this day onwards, you will only live for me".
/] Randomvity [\: - Shaking his head, he offered her a grin, tilting his head slightly to peer up into her eyes with brilliant, piercing emerald green ones. His lips slowly twisted into a smirk, as he let his body relax. - "I don't live for anyone, especially you. My body may be yours, and my essence within you, but do not stop for one moment, or let your guard down for a second, for I will find a way to take back what is mine, and I will have my vengence."
*~Magnifique~*: A laughter resounded; soft and melodious though tinged with malice and evil. Eyes so bright yet icy cold with naught emotions to belie, peers into the emerald pools as she leans forth once again, planting a soft lingering kiss upon his smirking lips. In his weakened state, he would be vulnerable and she could easily end his existence. But she has plans for this one and she will not pass the opportunity up. "Yes dearling, rest assured that you will be mine for an eternity. You will not find abhorrence but instead you will love me forever".
/] Randomvity [\: - Angry and determined, his eyes bore up into hers, still defiant. Though her power would slowly hold him, his willpower was still formidable. Closing his eyes, he surrendered his body to her, retreating back into the deeper recesses of his mind, building himself a fortress of mental walls and barriers, designed to wear her mind to the point where he might be able to win something of his own freedom back, or die trying, even though he knew that she could end him if her heart desired. It was a difficult process that he was doing, one that could not be hurried. His mind was attempting to isolate itself from his body. -
*~Magnifique~*: Auburn tinged head would tilt, letting emerald eyes bore into her blue pools as she continues to knead. His mana was waning fast, as if his will power had begun to recede. She had won till battle but not the war. He was within himself, retreating into the deepest part still unreachable to the denizen of the Astral plane. But he will not stay there long for she was also determined to make him wholly hers. His body is merely a vessel that she will use for her own enjoyment but the most important part of him that she will not let go is his very soul. She is after all, the Jesterette of Doom; souls are for her to claim. "You are mine, dearling. In body and soul, you are mine forever".
/] Randomvity [\: The Jesterette was right, of course. There was no way he could keep himself projected thusly, so instead, he devised an alternative plan. Perhaps, just maybe, he could keep a pretense of belonging, and cause her to stop her assault, giving him time to replenish his strength and escape. A desperate plan, it was, but he was in a desperate situation, fighting for his very existance. They say that the most dangerous part of a stag hunt, was when the stag knew it couldn't run, and turned to charge. Opening the shutters of the myriad of forest and jade green windows to the outside world, he stared up into the Jesterettes eyes, through strands of golden blonde hair that rebeled and swept across his eyes, appearing to look dazed. It was a simple ploy, easy to see through, but he could dream no other plans at that moment.
*~Magnifique~*: A soft chuckle ensued as icy blue eyes were pierced by emerald orbs; though the latter seemed to be slipping into a daze. But Ninette, known to the mortal world as Magnifique, was not a mere Jesterette. A mind manipulator she was. Mind games are her territory and this one was mere child's play. She murmurs softly, bringing her lips to his once again, parting his with her blood riddled tongue and letting the crimson fluid flow into his mouth once again. A moment was all it took before she pulled away but only to smile knowingly. "Tis too late to resist, dearling. You have surrendered your mortal form therefore your soul is mine to keep. Tis folly to fight, you know it is so. Therefore come unto me. You will no longer feel pain but rejoice in everlasting glee".
/] Randomvity [\: If she thought she won the war and it was over, and if she thought that he was just child's play, then he let her have keep those false ideas. There was no sense in not letting the woman's arrogance play against her, there was always a way to break out of any hold. Those waves of blonde hair tumbled away from his clear eyes, as he nodded slowly. A dreamy smile formed around those soft, slender lips at her, attempting to appear as adoring as he could possibly imagine. Those tiers parted hungrily, pushing up with a delicately around her lips, sucking on the wound as gently as a baby to a mother's breast, drawing the blood into his mouth and along his tongue, before disappearing into his throat. He tried making it seem as if he was simply savoring the taste of her blood. Those long slender digits reached up, and clutched her outfit, grasping it tightly, desperately. As if there was nothing else that mattered except for her, and her alone, and the taste of her sweet, blood red lips. But underneath it all, his mind was resting itself and restoring what he could.
*~Magnifique~*: "Tis not as bad as you think, dearling. To be embraced by darkness and be held in a Jesterette's arms would be bliss. Come now, do not fret. Tis not a test. Let your mind adrift and let your soul rest." And then she was engulfed in his 'passionate' kiss. Though his warmth was inviting and his touch was intoxicating, she could still feel the resistance within him. The congruent flow of mana residing deep within his core was like a beacon in the darkest of night. A smile tugs at the corners of her lips as they kissed, allowing him access to her blood; her body reacting to his touch. Little does he know, by swallowing her life force, he bind his own to hers. Now they are complete.
/] Randomvity [\: The mind wandered slightly, trotting along the narrow lines and avenues of restrained thought, wondering if there was a way to release himself, or at least fight her on some sort of level ground. Pulling her luscious body into his arms, he gently rolled them, so that his form rested down against hers. Exhaling a warm, husky breath against her, he kissed her cheek and gently licked down to her neck, before his mind thought of an interesting plan. Sucking on the outside of her vein, he found that her mana was just a vibrant and brilliant to him as his was to her. Drawing a very small, miniscule fraction of her mana into himself, he made sure that it was so insignificant that she could never possibly notice. Closing his mouth, he gently sliced his tongue open with his incisor, and kissed back up to her chin. Parting her lips with his own, he gingerly let a drop of his own life force down into the back of her throat, attempting to make sure that she could not possibly sense any of this.
*~Magnifique~*: Eyelids fluttered to obscure icy blue eyes as her back touches the ground. A soft heave of breath ensued as his lips left hers to wander down towards her neck. The smile returns to her painted lips, feeling the pull of his mana against her own. His movement, though calculated was too vivid to be ignored by the unnatural senses of the Jesterette. But she remained in the state of oblivion, letting him induce her into sub-consciouness with his caresses. The nip upon her skin was felt, bringing a soft chuckle that was quickly transformed into a gasp to mask her amusement. She will let him his little game. He is after all, her very own 'pet'.
/] Randomvity [\: There was no such luck in his desperate plan. The foreign power that she exerted on him, he had no knowledge of or any idea on how to release himself from her hold. Nor did he know how much power she had over him and his body, or what she could do with it. What choice did he have? The gasp gave it away, though, he knew that she knew his game that he was resisting her in his own subtle way, and was thinking of ways to defeat her. It angered him, yet temporarily smothered those flames that kept him resisting, slowing his momentum. How naive it was of him to think that there could possibly be a way for him out of his trap, or how he got trapped so easily. Stopping his movement, he hung his head, brokenly, but as he leaned up on his elbows to stare at her through pools of emerald, he whispered softly, in his own polished English accent. "You knew what I was doing, didn't you?" The words seemed broken, but there was still an undertone of defiance and resistance that would never fade.
*~Magnifique~*: Deliberate, eyelids would flutter to expose the icy orbs within. A smile blooms as nimble digits rose to trace his jaw before falling to rest upon her abdomen. Soft jingle of bells resounded as she nodded, confirming his belief. "As I have said earlier dearling, tis folly to resist. I know of what you desire and know of your abbhorrence. Do not fret, my love. You will fare well within the circle and you will no longer feel pain." The whisper would echo within his mind as blue eyes bore into emerald ones, bringing him deeper into the endless pool; severing his conscious mind and intoxicating him further into darkness.
/] Randomvity [\: So he lost, and this was what she could do. He could feel himself falling into the velvety darkness, a sort of warm and embracing feeling. His body felt surreal, he could innately feel the warmth emenating from her body into his own, filling him with comfort. He could feel his willpower crumbling, and he let his mind rest, letting her have her little victory now. But once his mind was up and running fully again, he would look to usurp her power over him. This would not be a long eternity, if he could see to it.