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Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #33 on: April 13, 2016, 06:25:39 pm »
It was clear that Venus' powers were growing. In term of raw power, she was already nearly as powerful as Ciaran. But in terms of technique, he still had an edge. She talked entirely too much! Even if there was some truth in her words, there was no need for her to know it!

Once Ciaran had put Miss Mouth to rest, and Dabria had accepted the task he had given her, she made a request of him. A simple one, it was, but one she seemed sincerely interested in. "Anything you want Bri." He spoke without looking at her, or realizing that he had shortened her name; An act he had never performed before. Though Venus' behavior had soured his mood in a way, it also made Dabria more favorable by comparison. She picked a good time to ask him a favor.

When she stopped in the door, Ciaran turned to face her. But when the words escaped his lips, he chuckled heartily. The expression on her face didn't match the question she was asking. There wasn't a hint of suggestion on her face, only innocent curiosity. She most likely equated "Riding" with Equestrian activities. "Yes. I know how to ride." He said with an amused look on his face. It seemed she was truly unaware of the modern lingo. Ciaran wondered how much he would really be able to help her. After a hearty lecture, he sent Venus home, and headed up to his room to lay down until dinner was ready. 

Offline Venus Mal'Nareth

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #32 on: April 03, 2016, 01:27:34 pm »
"A pet, right?"

It was impossible for Venus to hold back for forward nature. In fact, she had never even considered trying. There was no humor or playfulness in her voice. She asked the question casually, as if she were asking about the material in Dabria's robe. "Don't worry." She said. She placed her hand on Dabria's hand and her eyes widened as the pain seared through her whole arm. She didn't jump, or scream though. She retreated her hand and examined it closely for physical damage. It was a testament that she was far tougher than her appearance, or behavior suggested.

 She shook her head and continued what she was saying. "That's just how he likes to do things. He's never had a girlfriend, so I don't think he really knows how!" She said with a giggle. "But if he went so far as to make it so no one can touch you, he DEFINITELY likes you!" She was trying her hardest to contain her laughter, when she suddenly burst into flames and disappeared. She quickly appeared  on the arm of Ciaran's chair. "Not this time, big brother!" I'm getting stronger, you know? You can't always just get rid of me when I'm telling people things you should be telling them yourself!" The irritation on Ciaran's face was evident. And it wasn't clear, but it was possible that there was a hint of red in his cheeks!

Venus then reappeared on the chair next to Dabria. "Personally I don't know what you see in him! He's such a bully!" She said with a laugh. Venus was literally the only person who could pick at Ciaran and live to tell about it. "Being his sister is interesting. But I bet being the girl he likes can be a roller coaster ride too!" Her eyes suddenly widened and Crimson eyes looked at Dabria. "Speaking of riding, have you-" Suddenly, her expression settled, and she appeared to be in a trancelike state. Ciaran's eyes glowed brightly, as he turned to Dabria. "Dabria, go prepare dinner, please." HE said calmly, excusing her from the room before his sister could cause any more trouble.

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #31 on: February 26, 2016, 06:56:17 pm »
It was clear that Venus' brash nature was difficult for Dabria to adjust to. She was far outside of her comfort zone. The more Venus hinted at the relationship between Dabria and himself, the more she receded into that tiny bubble of hers. Ciaran had to admit, it was amusing to watch. But he decided to give her a break. "What my sister here means, is that she's happy to meet you, and she hopes that she'll have the opportunity to get to know you better, before I kick her out of my house. Isn't that right, Venus?"

Offline Venus Mal'Nareth

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #30 on: February 16, 2016, 09:09:52 pm »
Mischievous red eyes settled on Dabria when Ciaran said he had been busy. "Mhm, I bet!" She said, sending a wink the woman's way. Though Venus' eyes were the same color as Ciaran's they were quite different. While Ciaran's eyes sent a message of power, and authority, her eyes exuded warmth, and caring. Like opposite sides of the same coin, those two were.

She rolled her eyes when Ciaran bothered her about hugging people. "Who doesn't like hugs?" She asked, genuinely seeking an answer. "Other than you, Mr. Grumpy!" Her eyes settled on Dabria once more. "You don't mind, do you?" Assuming Dabria didn't chastise her, she'd stick her tongue out at her brother and find herself an empty seat. "So Dabria! I hate to intrude, but I saw some pictures of you and Ciaran at an Art show last night! Looked an awful lot like a date to me!" Her eyes settled on Ciaran for that last part. She just couldn't help herself! "Does that make you the girlfriend? Or has meany over here not used that word yet?"

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #29 on: February 15, 2016, 08:28:46 pm »
A tired sigh escaped Ciaran's lips when he heard Venus calling from down the hall. "Why can't she ever knock?" He unintentionally asked out loud. He loved his sister, or it was the closest thing to love he had experienced at least. But her constantly high energy was exhausting. He had to take it in small doses, which was why their Training would usually make up the majority of their time together. When she hugged him, he sighed, and patted her on the back.

"Sorry." He said, somewhat indifferently. "I've been busy I suppose. How's your training coming along? I hope you haven't been lazy without me coming to check up on you." He doubted it. He and Akkarina had some bad history, but he trusted her to keep Venus in line.

When Venus moved to hug Dabria, in her usual, excited manner, Ciaran couldn't help but laugh quietly, as Dabria tried desperately not to touch her skin. "Why do you feel like it's acceptable to run up and hug strangers?" He asked. She had been like that since he had met her. Of course, they were adults when they first met, but even so, it had been decades. The first time they met, Ciaran almost killed her for hugging him so suddenly! "So why  are you here?" He finally asked. "I know you didn't just randomly decide to stop by..."

Offline Venus Mal'Nareth

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #28 on: February 13, 2016, 07:39:04 pm »
It had been months since Venus had last seen Ciaran! Usually he stopped by every couple months to at least check on how her training had been going! But lately, nothing! Venus had assumed that he had been busy with a training journey of his own, since she usually didn't see him for a while when he went on one, but that was before she saw it! While casually surfing the TMZ, celebrity gossip site, and seen a slew of pictures of him out with that wealthy art CEO! It wasn't that she had never seen him blend into the public before, but it almost looked like he was on a DATE!" This was too juicy! She had to investigate!

She didn't bother knocking on the door as she approached Ciaran's house. She was his sister, she didn't have to deal with such pleasantries! In her mind, at least. She walked through the house, looking around. Immaculately clean as usual! She wished she could keep her house that clean! But with a teenage girl and a training maniac living there it was damn near impossible! "Ciaran!!!" She sang out as she walked through the house looking for him. "I know you're heeeeerrreeee!!!"

When she walked by his study, she saw him, sitting down and reading a book. She didn't even realize anyone else in the room when she ran up and gave him a hug "Hey you!" She rang out.  "I've missed you! Why haven't you been by to see me?!" She was now pouting. But then she noticed Dabria off to the side, and her face lit up! "So you are here!" She said, opting to give Dabria an uninvited hug as well. "I'm Venus! It's nice to meet you!" She planned to bug Ciaran half to death about the woman, but for now, she was pleased to just meet her! She couldn't help but wonder if the two were dating, but she didn't want to be too aggressive.

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #27 on: February 13, 2016, 07:28:08 pm »
Dabria's reaction, though somewhat controlled, was also clearly pained. It was expected, after all, she rarely felt that degree of pain lately. Even so, It caused Ciaran to hurt in a way of his own. What a bother. Empathy wasn't something he was known for. But he couldn't deny sharing in the Angel's pain. When she confirmed that her pain was at least as bad as her average day before arriving, Ciaran knew that his theory had been correct. Her threshold for pain had been reduced due to the continued reduction of it. That meant that in order to  increase her pain tolerance, her breaks from her suffering would need to be shorter, and less frequent.

Even knowing that, he couldnt bring himself to start immediately. "I understand." He said, not bothering to explain his reasoning. He walked over to the woman, and moved a lock of hair from her face, tucking it behind her ear, before pressing his lips against hers, his tongue breaching her lips as her pain was cut in half once more.  The kiss was definitely distinguishable from the ones he had used to weaken her pain before. He then picked up his book once more, making the subject he was studying up on apparent. It seemed everything he read lately, had something to do with Dabria's betterment.

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #26 on: February 13, 2016, 04:26:43 pm »
Ciaran didn't wake up too much later than Dabria. He made no effort to seek her out though, sensing her out on the porch, it was safe to assume that she was painting; An act that had proven to produce results that pleased Ciaran. He felt refreshed; Moreso than most mornings. Though the reason for that was obvious, he wouldn't acknowledge it. They had crossed into dangerous territory, and he hadn't yet decided how to approach it.

He made his way to his study, seeking out literature on curses and seals. But was unable to find anything that directly fit Dabria's condition. So instead he picked out another book on the nervous system. After quite some time of reading, he summoned Dabria, wishing to conduct an experiment. "Stand there." He would tell her, pointing to the wall upon her arrival. "I need to see something. "I want you to tell me how you feel, in comparison to before you came here..."

After that, his eyes began to glow, brightly. Since her arrival, Ciaran had considtently kept Dabria's pain at 50-60% of what it had been before her arrival. But if his theory was correct, that was lowering her tolerance for pain. He adjusted her pain to 80% of what it had originally been, in order to test that theory. "How is it by comparison?" He asked, not telling her what level he had changed it to. If she indeed confirmed that it was worse than it had been, his suspicions would be confirmed, and he would have to begin considering alternate solutions.

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #25 on: February 09, 2016, 11:18:55 pm »
If Ciaran noticed Dabria entering the bathroom, he didn't respond. It wasn't uncommon for her to come in and deal with her hair or makeup while he showered. The water was hot enough to steam up the bathroom quickly, giving Ciaran a sense of serenity as he washed the stench of uppity humans off his flesh.

Her request was an odd one. One she hadn't ever made before. Ciaran's first instinct was to tell her no. But the evening had put him in a rather agreeable mood. "I suppose that's fine." He told her. He suspected that his interference with the curse was having adverse effects. It was taking more energy to maintain her pain level than previously. When he first acquired her soul, he wouldn't have cared if he discovered such a fact. But since then, she had become a necessary element in his life. He didn't want to exacerbate the issue, but he didn't want to make her go without his assistance either. He could use the time off to do some research.

Assuming that was the reason Dabria had joined him in the bathroom, he was surprised when she spoke up again, this time, asking for help. He pulled the curtain back, to see she was wrapped in a towel, asking for help with the same necklace she struggled with before they left. With dripping wet hands, moved to release the necklace. It was at that time that Dabria got bold.

Ciaran watched as she planted kisses on his hand. It seemed her desire had taken priority over her fear. Also, her body was in much better condition than when she arrived. She looked good..l

Even moreso when she turned around. Ciaran took a step back to allow her to enter the shower, but when she kissed him, me made no motion to return the affection. He raised his hands, and pushed her hands away from his face, giving her a stern look. He then grabbed the woman's face, and kissed her with a greater intensity than he ever had in the past.

It was true. There were certain lines that should not be crossed. But the lines didn't lie in levels of physical intimacy. Ciaran was Dabria's master. Under no circumstances was she to dictate the terms of their interaction. If they were to be intimate, it would be because he decided it so.

He lifted her up by both of her legs, pressing her back against the wall as his tongue explored the caverns of her mouth. It had been some time since he'd given in to desires of the flesh. If this was what Dabria wanted, she could most definitely have it...

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #24 on: February 09, 2016, 09:11:59 am »
Dabria had taken to submissiveness so well that she didn't know how to properly respond when she was being rewarded.  Or perhaps she was so afraid of Ciaran that she could never tell when she would be scolded. Ciaran wasn't sure which it was,  but the primary emotions be felt radiating from her body when he kissed her were nervousness,  and desire. Despite this,  she made no motion to react,  and even apologized after the fact!

Ciaran smiled calmly; eyes returned to their natural color,  and placed his hand on top of her head gently. He then turned toward the bathroom,  and went to take a shower,  shedding clothes along the way. He never closed the door when he showered. He simply didn't find it necessary.  He thought about the man from the event earlier.  By now the illusion Ciaran had put him under had probably caused him to develop a permanent phobia of women... ah, poetic justice...

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #23 on: February 08, 2016, 11:34:24 pm »
Ciaran seemed largely unmoved when Dabria brought up the similarity in her father's eye color. the color of one's eyes meant nothing, compared to what lie behind them.Venus also had red eyes, but they portrayed kindness, and caring, whereas Ciaran's eyes were filled with power. It didn't matter if her father's eyes were the same color. in Ciaran's eyes, he was still a fool.

It was later in the evening when the incident happened with the man when Dabria left the restroom. The confusion she portrayed was nothing less than adorable. Even Ciaran couldn't help but smile when she assumed the man must have been a demon. "I'll go look into it." He said, silently laughing at her naivety. He approached the man, the smile faded from his face now that Dabria couldn't see it. The man was already off harrassing another woman. Ciaran placed a hand on the man's shoulder. "Excuse me." He said, an irritated man turning in response to see two burning red eyes staring back at him.  The irritation on his face turned to a dumbfounded look, and he became all but irresponsive. A brown eyed Ciaran then turned back to his date. "He meant he wanted to get ahead of the others in the bidding." he told her. "He wanted you to bend the rules for him.

Dabria was halfway to dragging Ciaran out the door when he turned and saw it. It was undoubtedly a painting of his eyes! So she wasn't just flattering him after all! But her flustered expression suggested that she hadn't intended for him to see it.  The bids were flying quickly! 20 thousand. 50 thousand. 75 thousand. People were really interested in this painting! But then a voice rang out. "200 Thousand!" Gasps filled the room, and the other bidders fell silent.

"Sold!"

Human money wasn't hard to come by. Ciaran had had a few successful businesses of his own sometime, though he always eventually lost interest and sold them off.  With the painting in tow, the two could finally head home.

Back at the mansion, Ciaran could examine the painting in detail. "You were telling the truth, weren't you?" He asked. After several minutes, he decided he didn't want a painting of his own eyes watching him in his sleep, so he took the painting and hung it triumphantly in the Hallway. When he returned, he approached Dabria, lifted her chin, and placed a kiss on her lips. But unlike the other times, there was no change in her physical or mental state. It was just... A kiss...

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #22 on: February 06, 2016, 12:25:48 pm »
Ciaran didn't care for fancy events with a bunch of rich people flaunting around. They reminded him of the "family" that abandoned him as an infant. However, he was a master at playing the role; Any role, actually. he carried himself with grace and poise, arm locked in Dabria's, easily filling the shoes of the boyfriend that had been kept out of the public eye until this night. 

"Thank you" He said in response to her compliment. She had never given him one before, so it was quite surprising. But even more surprising, were the words that came next, which made him chuckle. "I remember the first time you looked into those eyes. The expression on your face was not a positive one. In fact, it bordered on fear. Now you care for them?" It was an interesting change.

The three men approached were a test for Dabria. Of course, with Ciaran at her side, she didn't have to worry about her powers accidentally killing them, but it was still an opportunity to see if she could conduct herself normally without being forced into physical contact. It seemed that they instinctively knew not to touch her, but then, that could have been because she was with a date. Ciaran was a of wearing different faces. He carried himself with charm of a Hollywood celebrity. He laughed and joked with the others,

It was Dave's question that really amused Ciaran. Dabria's answer was dismissive, But Ciaran was a part of the game too. He leaned in and spoke to the man, in a hushed voice, but still clearly enough for the others to hear. "Actually, I stopped chasing her. He said. "That drives them crazy." He whispered, with his hand to his mouth as if he were trying to hide his words, though he still allowed his date to hear. He winked to the man, before linking his arm in Dabria's once more. It would be a long night. But Ciaran had prepared himself. He would make it a good night for Dabria.

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #21 on: February 05, 2016, 11:34:14 pm »
Ciaran was waiting for some time downstairs. He wore a black tux with a white shirt, every inch seeming to be tailored perfectly to his shape. The only hints of color were the red tie, and handkerchief folded intricately in his jacket pocket. His red eyes were nowhere to be found, though, replaced with the brown ones he donned when he needed to fit in with the "normal" people. He wore an expression you didn't see on him often; A smile. Not a grin, or a smirk, but an actual smile!

That smile softened when he saw Dabria. Her white hair contrasted with the black dress perfectly. It was it's own accessory! Humans typically associated white hair with the elderly, but there was something much more profound about the trait, that even Ciaran could not articulate. The clacking of her heels as she walked around suggested she was nervous. Making his way over, Ciaran positioned himself behind her, and adjusted the necklace for her, his hands sending a wave of relaxation through the woman's body as he did so. "You look great." He said, hoping to calm her nerves. "You sure you're ready to go back to work?" That would be the only opportunity he gave her to back out. After that, he would be ready to go.

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #20 on: February 05, 2016, 05:27:34 pm »
Ciaran was in his study, reading a book on freeing the mind of barriers, when Dabria made her way in. It was rare for her to approach him, much less speak without being spoken to. He closed his book and listened to what she had to say, not seeming too surprised by her first question. Of course, he realized that questioning the terms of their bond now, meant she wanted something. Nonetheless, he looked at the woman and spoke clearly. "The symbol on your back marks you as my property." He started. "It binds you to my will and ensures I am able to locate or contact you at any point in time. It also contains protective wards, that intercept anyone other than me attempting to make physical contact with you. In the case of a powered individual, you would be transported to my side. your average man would most likely die."

After his explanation was complete, she made it clear why she wanted to know, asking if she was allowed to date. Crimson eyes looked toward the ceiling contemplatively, before settling once more on Dabria. "I suppose there's nothing in the ceil forbidding it, but for the safety of your suitor, I wouldnt' recommend it." He said calmly. From his demeanor, it would be assumed that her considering dating didn't bother him.

When she explained that there was an event showcasing her work, he began to understand where all of this was coming from. She had claimed she didn't want to return to work, but it was pretty much as expected that work would come looking for her eventually. "How about I go as your date?" It wasn't like Ciaran to make requests of Dabria, but this was more of a suggestion. "That way you can show up with a man who can actually walk arm in arm with you. It wouldn't look good for you to appear alone, right?" Of course, she was more than free to tell him no, just this once. It wasn't a command after all...

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #19 on: February 04, 2016, 08:35:11 pm »
Dabria's lack of focus at first brought Ciaran to believe that this would be a long and drawn out process. He sat before her, neither moving nor speaking, simply observing her. He didn't give in to hunger or thirst for the duration, simply watching her progress. In the end, it took just over a day for her to succeed. There had been some who took much longer, which showed that she had promise. unfortunately, the rest wouldn't be so easy.

A few minutes after she managed to fully retreat into her mind, Ciaran followed, appearing in the clutter of her manifested subconscious. Ciaran walked over to Dabria, crushing many things on the way over, however, they quickly recovered themselves. Sadly, changing the base of a persons Psyche wasn't as easy as breaking a few objects. "The man really did a number on you..." Ciaran said, looking around at how many of the mementos were clearly belongings of her parents.

"The first thing you need to realize is that you aren't responsible for your mother's death. Carrying that guilt around is doing nothing to help you." In fact, it was probably the primary thing keeping her from reaching her potential. "Gather everything in this place that reminds you of the blame you accepted for the death of your mother, and gather it in one place." He hovered in the air as he awaited her to oblige his demand. Once she had done it, he gave another simple command. "Throw it all over the cliff."

When she threw the objects, naturally, they would all recover in their original positions after only a few seconds. "They recover because these are ideas that are burned into your psyche. Since you were a child, you carried the burden of your mother's death. Your father lead you to believe that you were her killer. You have to break his voice from your mind. Tell yourself that you didn't kill her, and throw them from the cliff as many times as it takes! I want you to do that for two hours every day, until those objects don't return. Understand?" Only once she was completely clear on her goal, would Ciaran leave her mind. His extended presence there could have unforseen effects on her psyche as well...

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #18 on: February 03, 2016, 10:59:57 pm »
Ciaran wasn't injured by the blast. But he was surely irritated! Dabria's lack of control was likely to hurt someone one day! He'd be surprised to find out it hadn't already! When she got out of bed as instructed, he sighed and stood to his feet."Come with me." His voice wasn't as sinister as a moment ago, but it was still clear that he wasn't interested in games. He lead her down to the dojo and sat cross legged on the ground, gesturing for her to do the same.

"Your lack of control is dangerous." He told her. As usual, he held nothing back. "It's time we started working on building your mental control. The first thing you need to do is manifest your subconscious into something tangible within your mind. You do this through meditation. You close out everything on the outside,the lights, the cool air on your skin, even my voice, and focus inwardly. When you've found your center, it's almost as if you can stand within your own subconscious. It may manifest as a field, a rooftop, or any other scenery that speaks to who you are.

Ciaran's own subconscious took the form of a labyrinth dungeon. But even so, he could traverse it at will. "This is a process that can take anywhere from hours, to days. But you will complete it. Do you understand?" This was the worst part of taking on students. It was impossible to tell someone -how- to manifest their subconscious mind. It was something they just had to figure out. But once they did it, things always got interesting.

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #17 on: February 03, 2016, 09:58:47 pm »
She was talking in her sleep... Spouting poisonous nonsense that had been implanted in her head from childhood. She never had a chance. It was clear that her dream wasn't pleasant. Ciaran had some ability to influence dreams, but experimentation had taught him that entering the nightmares of another put both him, and the dreaming person at risk of permanent damage to their psyches. He decided it was best if he woke her up. He had allowed her to sleep too long anyway.

"Dabria, wake up." he told her. But for the first time since her arrival, she didn't wake up on command. She was too deep in her dream! Ciaran made his way to the bed and attempted to shake her, but the intensity only seemed to increase, until she finally screamed out loud, a blast of power sending Ciaran flying back into a wall. He let out a pained grunt, before falling into a kneeling position, and releasing an aggravated huff.

"You have three seconds to get out of that bed, before I show you what fear is..." His voice wasn't loud or commanding, rather low and dark, it crept throughout the room, followed by an echo of sorts that seemed to creep up the walls and fill every corner. Eyes glowing of blood red, Ciaran was no longer in a playing mood....

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #16 on: February 03, 2016, 08:48:54 pm »
Ciaran didn't take the time to consider Dabria's lack of reaction to the kiss. It wasn't that he hadn't noticed her attractiveness; simply that he hadn't taken command of her soul for physical reasons. In order for her to be functional in the way that he needed her, he shouldn't reduce her to a bedroom plaything.

When she arrived in the bedroon, Ciaran was dressed in only a pair of sweatpants. Her question was an understandable one. It explained the hesitation she showed earlier. Her followup question pinched a nerve, just a bit, but Ciaran closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Take a seat, Dabria." He said, gesturing to the bed. When she followed his instructions, we walked over, and placed his hand on the side of her face once more. But this time, instead of kissing her, he looked her dead in the eye, drawing her into an intricate illusion.

What she would see was a palace, in the Kingdom of Sancta Terra. "There aren't a lot of people in the multiverse I can say are important to me." His voice rang over the visions, as the view zoomed into the palace on a happy, teenage girl. "But one such person is my niece. She's the daughter of my younger sister. A brilliant girl. She has all the tools necessary to be an incredible warrior, but she decided instead to become a scholar. At the age of 16, she was accepted into Harvard University."

There was pride in his voice as he spoke of the girl; A pride he had not allowed many to be exposed to. "The man that we gathered from the University attempted to use his position there to take advantage of her. His grades for her body. And when she refused him, he used his influence to have her removed from the institution, and robbed her of her dream. The image shifted to that of Adelaide in tears after returning home, and then they faded away.

Ciaran was still inches from Dabria's face when she came to. "You may feel my methods were extreme, but understand that I don't tolerate anyone who dares to hurt my sister, or her daughter." He then removed himself from her personal space, and looked out the window. It was still early afternoon. Plenty of time to take advantage of. But he could tell that Dabria was exhausted. "Get some rest." He told her. "We'll put off your training for now."

Offline Ciaran

Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #15 on: February 03, 2016, 06:03:00 pm »
Ciaran grinned upon hearing the woman's answer. Something told him she was just saying the "right" thing, or maybe she was just uninterested in returning to running her business. But either way, he couldn't knock her for her choice of words. "Very well." He answered, leaving it at that.

Ciaran sat in his study, wondering if she would go through with her assignment. He could sense the hesitation radiating off her skin as he walked out of the basement and it caused him concern. But thus far, she had given him close to no problems, so he didn't want to doubt her just yet. After some time passed, she made her appearance, and Ciaran looked at her expectantly, his eyes back to their normal color. "Let's have a look then, shall we?" He lead her back to the basement where he took a look at the bastard to lay nearly unresponsive. A grin crossed his face as he looked on at Dabria's handiwork. He was alive, but damaged beyond repair. Should he ever recover enough to speak, surely he would be spouting nonsense about being attacked by an Angel an end up Institutionalized somewhere! Served him right...

With a wave of his hand, Ciaran sent the professor back where he came from, and turned to face Dabria. Without a word, he walked over, pressed his hand against the side of her face, and kissed her on the lips, more fervently than the first time. For the first time since that moment, her mind would be cleared of the ability to process pain. She would remain without a hint of displeasure for the rest of the day, as her reward for her performance. Ciaran then made his way up the stairs, and to his room, where he would finally remove all those ridiculous clothes. He had gotten his hands on a good one this time. With a little work, she could be his masterpiece...

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Re: The Storm in the Silence
« Reply #14 on: February 03, 2016, 12:51:12 pm »
When Ciaran saw how Dabria had chosen to dress, he walked directly up to her, and grabbed her by the jaw firmly, lifting her chin before leaning forward and whispering in her ear. "From now on, if I give you something to put on, that's what you put on, understood?" He took a step back and looked her over. Her current look would actually suit his purposes just fine, so he wouldn't give her too hard a time. He turned toward the door, and looked back. "If you'd like to dress yourself, I suggest you go shopping."

Once she was ready,  they were off! In just a second,  they arrived at their destination;  Harvard University. The general Education building,  where core classes were held was their destination.  Along the way,  Ciaran noted several students taking notice to his pet.  "What class does SHE teach?" One student asked.  Ciaran grinned to himself.  Several of the business students,  however,  recognized Dabria. It wasn't surprising.  She was a top CEO, after all. "Perhaps you should get back to business soon. " he leaned over and suggested in her ear on the way to the professors lounge.

When they arrived,  he instructed Dabria to go in first,  find something to busy herself with,  and not to speak to anyone.  A few minutes later,  he would follow her in,  finding his target by the coffee machine. "Hey there,  man!" Ciaran said add he approached.  His voice sounded nothing like normal,  rather a young and eager professor.  "Long time no see!"

"Hey!" The professor answered with a nervous laugh.  It was clear he had no idea who Ciaran was,  but was just trying to Play it cool.

"Sorry i had to leave early during orientation.  Family emergency." The professor aspirated to be trying to recall the event.  "No worries. " he said.  "Things happen. "

Ciaran leaned into the professor's  comfort zone and spoke with a low tone.  "Hey,  have you met the new Trig professor?" He discreetly gestured across the room toward Dabria.

"I haven't!" The professor answered excitedly,  suddenly much more comfortable with the stranger that had approached him. "Think she's good at anatomy too?" He asked with an elbow nudge.

"I certainly hope so! "

"I'm going to find out. " the professor said.  "Wish me luck! " with that, he approached Dabria with a professional swag,  fat different from the goofy persona be had played for an alleged male counterpart.  "I understand you're new here." He started with confidence.  "I'm-" before he could say another word,  the the would appear in Ciaran's basement,  which affiliated
Appeared much line a dungeon.   "What the?!" But crimson red eyes looked into his own,  silencing him. Ciaran turned to Dabria. "I want this man to suffer a fate far worse than death.  Come see me when you're done." With that,  he made his way upstairs. Time to see just how useful she could be....
« Last Edit: February 03, 2016, 05:20:00 pm by Ciaran »

 

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