Time: night
Location: AmKelosh

nyraticu A look of sheer boredom tainted her features as orbs shifted themselves this way and that trying to keep entertained with no prevail.. A sigh slipped past the lucious lips as her head bowed a little bit more down, chin scraping against the flesh of the chest as the slender visage shifted its weight, leaning a bit more backward in the chair, she shifted once again sending herself a bit to the right as a elbow rested itself upon the arm of the chair as the head pulled itself to be cradled within the hand.. Few locks of hair danced against the side of her face, slightly irritating her view..

Emilio is wandering around the huge palace as if he's looking for something, or someone. He's of average build and hieght, but his skin color is a bit dark and his hair is darker than the blackest night. His extoic looks show his desert heritage. But his eyes are a little out of place, they're bright blue. In fact against his brown skin and black hair they seem to almost glow blue. His hair is shoulder length and has a bit of a wave to it. He wears it down right now, but when he's at work he wears it pulled back. He is the C.E.O of Rugmen Enterprises. When your father is a Warlord for Kelosh you tend to feel that you need to try extra hard to make a name for yourself. He passes by the chair Nyraticu sits and and stop looking down at her. His far off, I've-lost-something look fades and he smiles in question to her as if wondering why she's just sitting there. "That doesn't look like much fun?"

nyraticu Her gaze slowly shifts up to him as he comes to a stop before her.. Her weight shifts slightly, trying to position itself more comfortable in the chair as words began to form within the darkness of the mouth to be rolled off the skillful tongue.. " It's not.. " She didn't say it rudely, the touch of boredom expanding itself through each letter to make it obvious she wasn't having fun and was extremely bored which was common for Nyraticu.. She needed to be constantly indulging herself into something and keeping herself busy not to get bored.. The thing is, she can't stand it around her sister and that's where she's at right now is in the Umbra Realm like usual.. That's why she traveled once more to this place.. She had a bad experience the first time around here and it might turn out the same this time around. Never know..

Emilio lets out a kind laugh as if she was telling a joke. She was clearly bored out of her mind, he could tell. He looks around for a place to sit and does so. He is wearing dark gray slacks and a dark gray dress shirt. He's got a long black overcoat to go over this. He'd consider himself dressed causal. He wears a three piece suit to his office when he's working. He's told he looks completly different when he dresses in the desert clothing he grew up in. He extends a hand and offers a kind smile. "I'm Emilio Rugmen. Please to meet you, Miss. . . ?"

nyraticu She pulled herself up, straightening as the limb that once comforted the head slipped outwards, digits snaking around his hand that was offered to her.. A smile pierced through the lips, almost like light through darkness.. Most seeing her wouldn't bother coming to her, her dark appearance instantly is thought of as evil and no good with come from her.. " Nyraticu in this tongue.. " She wouldn't even begin to try to say it in the Umbrian tongue, it would take her years just for him to pronounce the first letter of her name.. The outfit she wore was quite unique, the material holding closely to each dip and curve the body presented to it, the solid material holding onto her torso and half way down to her knees before cutting off as thin rope like straps covered various parts of her body, holding up the top of hte dress and appearing from beneath the material at her lower section to come down to attach to the sandal type stelleto type shoes she wore..

Emilio looks a little confused at her name, as if he's not sure he heard her right. It's an odd name. "Uh . . Nier a tik U?" He is smiling apologeticly already for misprouncing her name, not sure if he got it right or not. He has to deal with people from all sorts of places in his line of work and they speak all sorts of languages and have all sorts of strange names. He shrugs and looks a little embarssed he's not sure he said her name right the first time. He glances briefly at her legs. She has nice legs. His eyes don't linger there long before they move back up to her face. Interesting outfit. He feels overdressed. Like he went formal to an informal party. He's done that before.

nyraticu Her hand still remained lifeless within his, he probably forgot to shake or whatever he was going to do when he offered his to her.. A femine chuckle arose from her before she spoke, " I'm impressed, you got right... Nyra for short if that's easier for you.." Her own eyes couldn't help but wander across his body, though her features did not show that she was checking him out like he was a piece of meat at the slaughter house like most men do to women, but a more intimate way.. It was hard to describe.. The shades of pink forced thesmelves from the crevices of the mouth as it doused itself upon the lips for a moment in time before falling back to its slumber..

Emilio smiles as warm as the desert sun at hearing he said it right. He finds something charming about her. She seems to have an extoic allure that he can't put his finger on. He can't help but wonder where it is she comes from, but he doesn't want to ask. Not yet, let it come at the right moment so it doesn't sound like useless small talk. His free hand suddenly closes over her hand in his other in a warm display of friendship. He then raises her hand and lightly places his lips there breifly before lowering again. He does not drop her hand, for that would be rude. It is her place to reclaim it when she wishes. "I like Nyra. It's very pretty. Reminds me of a desert flower." He smiles warm an inviting, like a warm fire on a cold day.

nyraticu She was wrong, she figured this would turn into another bad event but it's turning into a wonderful event.. She felt the colour rush to her cheeks piercing the ivory flesh with a touch of pink.. She was blushing.. A shudder traced the spine as he placed his lips upon her hand and already she wanted to feel them upon her own.. She shouldn't think so forward, but she couldn't help it.. She's never had someone be this kind to her before.. Her bottom lip was taken in for a moment, a trait she picked up from her older sister.. " Thank you.. " though she didn't withdraw her hand, her eyes focused upon his and all thought about retrieving her hand left her mind..

Emilio had come here just to find his dad, let his daughter hug her grandpa, that sort of thing. He lost track of Zhora and in this huge maze of buildings and palaces, there's no telling where she went. His father had not been in his own guest palace, so Emilio came here lookin for him. There is no pressing or urgant business. It was a nice afternoon and he heard his father was in town, so he came by to visit. Emilo does not wear a ring to indicate he's married. He stopped wearing it a few years ago, even though it's been over a decade since Heather's death. Great love takes years to get over. A small tan line shows where a ring once was on his left hand. He glances down at her hand and sees she's not taking it away from him. He only smiles more. His smile at times seems never ending.

nyraticu She didn't know wether to take it away or leave it there, she wanted to leave it there ut would allow him to make the decision.. Though he's probably feeling the same way.. " What brings you here? " Curiousity sparked within her words as she also looked at their hands then back up to him, it was nice to feel the touch of another.. She's only felt it once before but that romance quickly faded to dust in the wind.. She has never smiled like this before that if she was made of clay she would forever be molded with a smile upon her face

Emilio smiles still as the conversation turns to one that requires more words. That is a good thing. They'd get bored if all they did was sit there and smile at each other. He does not drop her hand, though he is close enough to her that he can drop his to rest on his knees her's staying there if she wishes. His other hand once agian closes over hers. He is only sitting on the edge of the automan that rests in front of the chair she is in. "I am the son of a Keloshian Warlord and stopped by to visit with my father. The palace he lives in is in another galaxy, so I don't get a chance to visit him as often as I used to." His voice is kind and gentle like a small stream and a cool breeze in an oasis. His voice does not contain too much bass, but it's not soft and feminine either. It's average.

nyraticu Her accent was almost impossible to find out, unless one came from the Realm of the Umbra or was very familiar with it.. It was a very exotic and alluring accent, came with her race.. Her voice was almost impossible to describe as well, the smile plagued her lips and would probably for the rest of his time here and even past it.. " Wow, that must be interesting to go to another galaxy.. "

Emilio is so used to space travel he sometimes forgets thre are still people who have never even been on a ship. His wife was like that. She was an elf in a land where there was no technology at all, but greater consentration of magic. He shrugs as if it's no big deal. His company specializes in space and nano technology. His accent is also different than those that grew up around here, but most in AmKelosh are like that. Kayos has collected people from all places and races spread over three galaxies and maybe even into other planes of existance. It's a wild collage of varity. "Next time I have to fly out, I can invite you along?" It could be awhile before business require him to go to another galaxy, but he's sure she'll be just excited going to another planet. That is if they keep in touch.

nyraticu Her features quickly sparked with excitement as he offered.. " Oh I would be so honored, thank you.. " She seemed like a little kid in a candy store, her interest was obviously sparked.. She loved traveling and seeing new places though she didn't get to do it as much as she wanted to.. All the places she's seen were basically the same.. Just like AmKelosh ,that's why she was so bored here.. The Umbra wasn't too different if you went into the cities which was hard to do for foreigners because most of the time they don't get past the gates.. A few digits idly 'rubbed' his hand, lightly..

Emilio being as how he's on up there in age enough to be experianced in such things and that he once had a wife, every woman he meets and takes a liking to is a possible soul mate to him. He long grew out of the just needing a romp stage. He longs for something more, something lasting. He might take after his father and never grow old, but he might take after his mother and live out a short life span. He's not sure, he's only 43, but looks more like he's in his early 30s. The women out there can be dangerous, but this one is in AmKelosh and not under heavy guard, so she must be safe. There is no harm in getting to know her more. "How would I be able to get ahold of you again?"

nyraticu She feared this would come, that she would have to say what she really was or more where she came from.. Her eyes wandered down to the ground for a moment before reaching back up to his.. Most would run at the thought of her being where Synderix came from.. The Umbra.. They all figure that each and every one of the race is out to destroy everything and such.. It's all streotypical because they are the shadows.. " Just say my name and I will be there.. " She paused, not really wanting to go any further but she knew she must.. " I come from the Umbra Realm so I would be able to hear you no matter where you are because there are always shadows around.. everywhere.. "

Emilio looks thoughtful when she says all he has to do is call her name. That's powerful magic, or sounds like it. But he's heard that a name holds power. He thinks her pause is becuase he looks confused and that's why she explains more. He has no judgment against the Umbra. He never met Synderix or anyone else from the Umbra. He does know a shadow dancer though that can use shadows, so that type of magic isn't competely foriegn to him. Emilio does not have any real magical skills other than to change his form. There are spell-like ablities he has, but he wouldn't call it magic. "That's very interesting. I hope I can remember to say your name correctly next time too. I'd hate for the wrong girl to answer." He smiles warmly at his joke, not really being serious. He trusts that it will work.

nyraticu She laughed lightly at his little joke as she felt content with her hand within his.. " Just say Nyra even and I'll be able to hear you through the shadows.. " She found herself almost tongue tied at some parts, trying to figure out her words though she's never been like this before.. She couldn't figure out the feeling in the pit of her stomach was nor why her heart was within her throat almost literally.. She found herself once more at a loss for words not knowing what to say next and getting lost in his eyes..

Emilio smiles again, but looks away breifly seeing that she's staring at his eyes. A dark fairie queen named Ragasha gave him a 'gift' when he was born that affected his eyes. It's a type of a gaze attack that he can't really turn off. He's not sure the resistance someone from the Umbra would have against it, but she doesn't really seem affected so far. He doesn't like to take chances however. He is known to wear sunglasses a great deal of the time. His eyes hold the power of domination and it's has been said people literly can get lost in them. Well not literly, but their minds seem to wonder onto the asteral plane where they can get lost in their confused sate. He thinks now that while he's here he should stop by to see Zelda and ask her for a way to turn the power on and off at will.

nyraticu She stumbled for words trying to figure out what to say next as he didnt' say anything for a few minutes.. " You seemed to have placed a spell over me for I've never acted this way before.. " She said jokingly, hopefully he sensed the joke within it and she didn't mean it literally.. She didn't know why she was so worried that her words would seem not as she meant them that she found herself thinking over the sentances she was about to speak over and over until they were just right before even daring to say them..

Emilio does hear the joke in her voice and looks back at her, though his kindness is tinged with nervousness now. If she had fallen under the spell of his eyes she'd just sit there like in a trance, from which he could command her. It's clear she hasn't. Come to think of it, Heather never seemed to fall under it either. Maybe only the weak willed are victim. Or maybe he really can control it when he wishes, but hasn't trained himself to do so. He'll have to go seek the answers to all these questions. He briefly squezes her hand between in, almost as if he's hugging her through his hands. She is a very charming woman, and he's glad that he's gotten a chance to get to know her. His life is chaotic at times, it doesn't hurt for her to see this side of things first. "I'll try not to break it."

nyraticu She found the tinge of pink growing upon her cheeks as her eyesight quickly dropped down, her bottom lip temporary finding itself ensnarled by the set of teeth before she speaks.. " I doubt that would ever happen.. " She said as the smile turns to a bit of a shy point as she slowly looks back up to him, still trying to figure out what to say next.. Not wanting to ruin the 'mood' that was developing..

Emilio could bring to mind many things that could break the spell. But he too does not want to ruin the mood. It's a nice moment. Very good first impression. He'll deffently have to presue more of them. Maybe ask her out to dinner later this week. That would be kind of odd. He pictures himself sitting at a desk in his office and simply station outloud that he has a dinner party to go to and would like Nyra to go with him. Then come the day of the party she's all dressed up and ready to go, having heard him through the shadows. Bet that type of ability comes in handy in the spy business. Emilio isn't into corporate spying though. He likes to earn his money and fame through hard work. Not everyone is what they seem at first glance, but that's part of the exciting part, getting to know someone.

nyraticu Instinct carried the rest of her movements as her body shifted, pulling herself forward, closer to him as she watched still his eyes, though the rest of his movements did not go un noticed.. She didn't know why she leant closer, it was a yearning instinct to do so, that drove her nuts until she did.. She still remained quite as a few strands of the raven painted hair fell against her face..

Emilio was raised to be a gentlman. He wouldn't want to ruin things by moving too fast. A fire that burns hot and fast also burns out quickly. He leans back very slightly, but not too much so. He wasn't about to try and kiss her. That'd be moving too fast. Maybe after the first date, but they haven't even gone on that yet. He continues to offer her a warm smile however so she knows he's still interested, just a little slower. A question of curiousty suddenly comes to mind. She's from the Umbra, but what is she doing here? "Do you work for Kelosh?" His tone is still one of mild small talk, but mixed with a real desire to get to know her better.

nyraticu She didn't lean forward for him to kiss her, that in her book also would be meaning that they were going way too fast.. " No, I don't.. I'm guesing you don't either, right? " The free limb slipped across her lap causing the support for her body to be bent at the angle it was.. She made it apparent that she didn't lean forward to kiss him, though she still doesn't know why she did.. Instinct it was but instinct wouldn't tell her to get comfortable by leaning forward.. She confuses herself sometimes, over questioning herself like she is doing right now though she quickly erases the thoughts trying to clear her mind for him once again..

Emilio sees that she wasn't trying to move too fast and relaxes a bit, moving back to his previous position himself, which wasn't that much closer than his gentel leaning back. "No, not personaly. Though I guess you can say I am noble. My fater is a Warlord and runs the Negashi galaxy for Kayos. I have my own business, apart from the empire." The empire is a good costomer of Rugmen Enterprices, but he feels no need to mention that right now. It doesn't affect things much really. He's not the only business with goverment contracts. "So, what brings you to AmKelosh?""

nyraticu The strewns of muscles surrounding the mandible released as lips parted to ask a question about his business but was quickly revoked when he asked a question of her.. " Honestly, boredom.. " She said with a quick and light chuckle that didn't even last over a couple seconds.. If someone really watched her they would notice that something on her is constantly moving, even in her sleep, she could never sit still.. Syn wasn't the same way though so it probably wasn't inherited through blood line.. The tongue within her mouth danced wildly, scraping itself along the rows of ivory teeth..

Emilio gives a slight disaproving look, though the warm still shines through even under it. "Well that won't do. A pretty woman should never be forced to suffer boredom." His smile brightens again, as he was half joking. He was hoping it sounded light hearted, but he also meant it. A woman of such exquiste beauty should have people pawning for her affection and trying to keep her entertained around the clock. He glances around slightly suddenly aware the area is lacking her adoring admirers. He's sure she has to have some somewhere. He might have to try and make up for the lack of any.

nyraticu The blush lightly remained 'pon her cheeks until the words whispered within her ears sending the blush to its full its fullness once again.. " I'm not pretty.. " Her head slightly bowing down as her eyes shifted to the ground.. She believed so because all her life she watched as her older sister got all the attention while she sat back literally in the shadows and watched and did nothing about it.. " I'm usually bored.. There's nothing for me to do anymore.. " She felt ashamed to say that, she felt like a rag doll that served its purpose and was thrown out.. She couldn't see eye to eye with her sister so that wasn't working out.. She needed to find something to fufill her life.. Something that would give her meaning.. She has the potential but nothing to put it to..

Emilio frowns as she says she's not that pretty. It's a shame when a woman with such beauty is unaware. Hasn't anyone ever told her before? He drops her hand now, but only to lift his own hand to her chin and raise her head to look at him. He wants her to see the honesty in his face when he speaks. "I believe you are very pretty." He lets that sink in before saying anything else. "And I'm sure you'll find something to occupy your time once again." His smile is warm and genuine. He means everything he says. That's not to say he's always completely honest, but right now he has no reason to lie or mislead.

nyraticu She let her hand slide from his, no attempt to hold in place was made as she felt her head being lifted from the drop it once held.. The blush deepend itself into a almost amber glow.. She would of pulled away if it been anyone else ut him as her eyes continued to be locked onto his.. " Thank you.. "