Resumption

Feb. 11th, 2006 10:14 pm
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Shelley hums happily as she makes her way up the stairs. Her long skirt brushes the floor with a faint swishing noise as she walks in time to the tune. Can't get it out of her head. Someone was probably singing it - far from discouraging music, it seems, that strange curse-thing seems to have more people than ever whistling or humming. It's rather nice, she decides.

She opens the door still singing under her breath, dropping her bag on the table before turning to shut it behind her.

Date: 2006-02-13 08:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
A tilt of his head as he studied her and the flower. There was a fascination there that he could not quite plumb. She still had her secrets from him... All the more allure.

"...Did Asmodean give you that flower?"

It was the only logical conclusion.

Date: 2006-02-13 08:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
She was not quite lying, but he could not quite tell what she was meaning. No matter. The man was dead and gone. A minor affection for him was easily perceptible in her dreams

"Your grief is understandable. Those who betray Shaitan, as he did, die the final death."

A pause. She did not know fact from conjecture

"What a tragedy... You two will never meet again. Ever. He will not be reborn, the cycle has been broken."

Date: 2006-02-13 08:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
Ishamael watches her with cold, clinical curiosity. His voice is colder, more insistent.

"If you have no other business to attend to, then let us go home, Lady Shelley."

A pause.

"Do not bother calling for someone. I am far more powerful than when we parted company. It would only end badly--for them."

Date: 2006-02-13 09:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
A calm glance, as he walked closer to her. His mellifluous voice keeping the tone mostly free of self-amusement.

"You are right. It is not home yet, but it will be."

A pause.

"Notably, I have relocated to a slightly larger estate in the mountains. It is remote, but you will not be lacking in all the comforts that the Second Age can offer."

Date: 2006-02-13 09:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
A slightly worried look as he glanced off as if making a note to pick up something at the grocer's on the way home.

"The property is extensive, but I will have to ask you not to leave the house or gardens until I instruct the Darkhounds not to tear you to pieces on sight. They are unbelievably effective guardians, though being hundreds of miles from civilization, they are usually not used."

Date: 2006-02-13 09:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
A slightly sad, sheepish look as Ishamael wipes a tear from her cheek with an index finger before reaching into his pocket to offer her a kerchief-black.

"Now, Lady Shelley, you will certainly grow acclimated as time goes on. Such is the nature of things."

Date: 2006-02-13 10:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
A more insistent, colder voice as he glanced with imperious disdain.

"But you will, regardless."

Date: 2006-02-13 10:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
A quick biting retort as he snaps back at her. He spat the name.

"And there is no 'Jasin Natael' to save you, or help you heal your wounds this time."

Date: 2006-02-13 10:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
Fury filled his face as a fleck of black flew across his beautiful blue eyes. He slammed his fist on the dresser, before pointing a finger at her face

"Such a thing is past me now. I have grown to the point that I no longer have such a weakness. If you think you can anger me into killing you then you are sadly mistaken!"

Slowly, an icy calm filtered over his features as a twisted, but soft grin blossomed on his face.

"I intend to keep you this time."

Date: 2006-02-13 10:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
An odd coldness to the smile on his face as he affectionately patted her shoulder.

"You will have plenty of opportunity to attempt to do so, because the only two people who you know that know where we live both serve me."

A pause.

"As everyone will, in the end."

Date: 2006-02-13 11:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
An amused look on his face as he raised an eyebrow.

"You already do."

A pause.

"I am calling you, and you are answering. Not that you will be doing much serving, really. My favor affords you dominion over virtually all of existence, and it is at your disposal."

Date: 2006-02-13 11:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] always-a-liar.livejournal.com
Ishamael shrugged casually.

"Well, you will have it, regardless."

A pause as he glanced at the door.

"Now, this can be done the simple way or the difficult way. If you come along quietly, then I will not have to Compulsion you, but if you intend on making things difficult, which might have fatal consequences for others, then I will use the Compulsion."

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