Nick Corwin is sitting on the edge of his bed. An Amzons is behind him, braiding his hair for the night, becuase he's still too weak to do it himself. Even just sitting there seems to be a bit of work for him, though he doesn't seem injured in any way on the outside. He looks up as someone enters his room and frowns a bit confused. Why would she visit him? The walls of his room suddenly glow a soft purple and as the door is shut, it turns into a solid wall. All shadows are chased from the room by the soft purple light which covers everything. Nick hears a squeek behind him and looks over his shoulder to see the Amazon has been changed into a purple mouse. "Karyn!" Nick snaps his gaze back to Naomi, but moves his head so fast it makes him lightheaded and his vision blurs briefly. "Wha. . .?"
Naomi stood there silent for a few moments.. Not even the slightest reaction to the ongoings that happened.. Her gaze was locked onto Nick as a few sparks of purple laid within the auburn colouring.. A corset clung to the upper portion of her physique.. It began just beneath the shoulders, dipping quite low while cradling the breasts beneath.. As it came to its end it only made way for the form fitting skirt.. The skirt held onto her like a second skin though slightly wavered towards the bottom.. The colouring of the material was in shades of purple.. Though the odd thing was no shoes were laid onto her feet.
Nick Corwin gets the idea something isn't right here. Of course it's not right, otherwise the door and the Amazons could have been left alone. Nick jumps to his feet, but has to catch the post of his bed to keep from falling. All he is wearing is a pair of grey cotton pants and half braided hair. He looks up at Naomi once more as if trying to guess what she is thinking. He takes another glance at the purple everywhere, suddenly realizing the shadow is gone. Realizing he's trapped he does what any guy would do in this situation. He calls for his mother. Or he tries, but no sound comes out. He looks startled and worried and tries again, but again there is no sound. He's been silenced. From anywhere in AmKelosh he and few others can yell Zelda's name and have her come to them. He'd love to do that now.
Naomi slow movements take onto her, her hips swaying back and forth in an alluring manner.. Even for a living vampire, she was quite seductive and beautiful.. Locks of ebony trail down her back and chest a bit.. Cradling the the pale flesh that adored her form.. Her movements brought her around to the other side of the bed, where Nick was strattling to stand.. An arm reached up as fingers idly touched against the other bedpost before him.. Her gaze still locked onto him as words slip past her lips.. "Why are you running? You're only going to hurt yourself more.. Lay down.."
Nick Corwin can not deny that she is an extremly lovely creature. But he still knows what she is, and one of the things he hates most in life is being feed from. He doesn't get that nice sensation so many others claim to get. It might be that he has an unsually high resitance to anything mind affecting. But he has Mekehlee to thank for that, she bestowed gifts upon him before he was even born. He knows he has no where to run, and couldn't get there even if he could, but her words only make him feel worse. He looks over toward his chest of drawers, on top of which sets a teleportation sphere. If he can stumble over there and get it, he can be free from this situation. He of course can not answer Naomi, he no longer has a voice. He remains still for now, storing up the energy to get across the room.
Naomi once more did she place her steps onto the ground, her limb coming to slide beside her as she draws closer towards Nick.. "Lay down.. You shouldn't strain yourself.. You wouldn't want that precious blood in your body to start working harder.. It will merely attract those who want it.. I could care less about your blood.. It's you I want.. " Shoulders slightly roll back, straightening her posture a bit as crimson coloured lips continue to stay a bit parted.. If one knew Naomi, this was very much not like her.. Everything about her screamed that something was different..
Nick Corwin does not know Naomi well at all, and knows very little about her. And with all the purple around he can tell Mekehlee has a larger hand in this than it might seem. He would try to reason with Naomi if he had a voice. Ask her to come to her senses and all that. He glances at Naomi again, still looking just as worried and lost. Her talking about his blood doesn't help, but neither does her saying she wants him. He'd love to tell her he's not up for grabs, but he can't. Not being able to speak at a time like this is very annoying. He pushes off the bed post to head for the sphere, but instead drops to his knees, his breathing becoming labored. Just before this he had walked all the way down the hall and back and has no energy left. His mouth moves in the form of a draconic curse.
Naomi pauses in her steps as he comes to fall down onto his knees before her.. "You don't need to fall before me.. " It held a slightly mocking tone to it as a limb snapped outwards initiating the vampiric speed that laid within.. Her movements were faster than the blink of an eye in attempt to grab onto him and throw him onto the bed.. If successful, she would continue to intiate the speed that boiled within her as chains would be drawn from their hidden location within the backing of her corset only to place the restraints on Nick's arms and legs if possible..
Nick Corwin isn't even strong enough to walk across his room, he's deffently lacking the strength to fight her off. Nick can not stand to be confined in any way, he values freedom too highly. Once his breath catches up to him, he has to try very hard not to panic. Without his voice, he needs his hands fully free to gesture, and it doesn't seem as if he'll have that either. His expression grows strong, masking his emotions but for the slight wrinkle on his forehead. This isn't the first time he's been in chains at the mercy of a vampire. But at least this time there's only one of them. And a better looking one than the others were. He gives her a little shake of his head as if to say he doesn't want this. His hair, having fallen from the braid fully, is sprayed out under him and at his sides.
Naomi lowers herself gently onto the bed beside him, the bed taking in her form beneath her as she looks over Nick slowly.. As if he studying him as if he was a piece of meat.. The skillful tongue comes to break the darkness, lacing over her lips leaving behind a small trail of saliva to moisten them.. An arm slips forth as finger lightly trace from the base of his neck until they hit the lining of the pants.. "You really shouldn't resist.. It will only strain you more.. Deep down.. You know.. You know you want this.. " Her weight shifted lightly as legs were pulled onto the bed beside her as the hand that once drifted down his body moves to the other side of him resting onto the bed as she pulls herself up a bit.. One leg comes up and over his form in a strattling position as she lowers herself to sit onto his groin area, though completly clothed still as is he..
Nick Corwin is having a hard time fighting the panic and trying to look strong and clam despite it. He doesn't struggle. He knows he might need that energy later. He gives Naomi another shake of his head, this time a bit more pleading. He shudders slightly as her touch causes goosebumps. His room is kept cool so he can enjoy he fur bed, so the cold air doesn't help much. Somewhere near him a purple mouse has escaped being landed on and scurries off the bed squeeking. Nick's covers were turned down, so part of his is now on the fur, and the other part is on the velvet that is on top of the fur. There's not much he can do, but just lay there.
Naomi's limbs come to drape again forward, lightly laying her hands down on onto his shoulders as her body bends forward. Her lips come to press lightly against his neck in a kiss and trail down until they come to the center of the neck.. She lips herself a bit as she leans further up, her lips coming down to slide against his ear as she speaks.. "It's been so long.. You know you want it.. We both want it.. Don't fight it.. Just relax.. Enjoy.. " Slowly does she trail her kisses from the ear back down across the neck coming to the base once more then lowering across the chest as she slides herself farther down onto him..
Nick Corwin is extremly nervous being in a helpless position wihle a vampire's fangs are anywhere near his neck. He onces again shakes his head at her words, but it's hard to reason with someone when they can not hear you. She is attractive to him, and Mekehlee knew what she was doing when she picked the outfit. There's no doubt she won't have any trouble getting a rise out of him, but he still wouldn't say he was a willing particepent in any of this. He tries to tell her to stop, lifting his head as best he can to look at her, hopping she catches the look in his eyes, despite that no sound comes out of his mouth. He has no marks of blemishes anywhere on his body, just a little tattoo that she can not see from where she is. His skin is soft, from when he was flayed a couple of years ago.
Naomi's physique moves far enough down to strip him of his pants, as well as her own clothing.. From there she would have her fun with him for hours and hours to come.. After she felt that was enough she would remain ontop of him looking down at him.. Her arm comes out, fingers tracing along the side of his face.. Within her throat a small purr developed, something she often did through the entire thing.. The locks of ebony would mainly trail down now the front of her physique, waving over the dips and curves of her body.. The temptation to drink from him was little, but it was there.. Not strong enough for her to partake in such an event..
Nick Corwin can not say he didn't enjoy what she's done to him, but can still deffently say he didn't ask for it. His expression has shifted from worry to more of an annoyed and tired expression. He's silently vowing to kill every Moon Knight he sees from now on in retaliation for Mekehlee's hand in this. Naomi didn't know him, he knows it wasn't her idea to come to his room. Someone guided her here, and all the purple in the room is giving him a good idea who it is. Nick is mor tired now than he was when she first came in, and not just from the lack of sleep, but also from the activity that was carried on. He blinks often, and when he does they are normaly long blinks, a clear sign of how tired he is. He once again tries to give her a shake of his head and speak, but he still has no voice.
Naomi's body quivers for a brief moment as the purple within her eyes fades away.. The once glowing satisifaction that plastered her features quickly were washed away replaced by confusion and shock.. Her eyes quickly look around then back down to Nick.. It was obvious the spell finally broke when everything went back to normal.. Including her clothes that laid thrown ont othe ground.. It took her a few moments to realize everything.. Espically what still was in her.. The chains vanished from around Nick even.. She was too shocked to move yet, trying to find the words as a bit of scared mixed in with the features as she looked around frantic once again..
Nick Corwin breaths a sigh of relief when the purple light disapears from the room and Naomi seems to come to her senses. The Amazons had been resting in a corner and now also return to themselves even as the door reapears. Nick moves his arms in front of him, rubbing where the chains had help him and shifts a bit, his muscles sore from being in one position too long. He doesn't sit up yet, becuase she is still on top of him. He blushes lightly when he looks at her. "Can I have my pants back too?" He can't help but smile when his voice returns. Though he no longer has a desire to call his mother for help. That'd be way too embarassing.
Naomi's muscles surrounding her jaw lightly quake for a few moments as she appears like a trapped wild animal in a cage.. Not knowing what's going on.. Nor what to do.. The voice rung in her ear as she looked back down at him.. She suddenly reailzed she was still ontop of him.. Even though scared, she didn't want to hurt him so she slowly removed herself from him though her speed quickened after that.. She removed herself from the bed as her body lowered to grab onto the clothing, her head turned away from him as she threw the pants towards him trying to gather her own clothing and stumbling to put it on..
Nick Corwin manages to find the strength sit up, instead of putting his pants back on, he slides himself under the covers, glaring at one of the Amazons who's staring hard to get a good peek. Nick isn't small, but he's not huge either. He's just a decent size. He looks back to Naomi and feels the urge to try and get one High Power to attack another. "It was Mekehlee, by the way." He sits slumped forward, which his hands protectivly in his lap, so he can hold the covers there if need be. He wonders if he should at least tell her who he is, but then introductions often come before the sex in his experiance. One of the Amazons takes this time to slip out the door and report what has happened. The other stays to watch over Nick.
Naomi continues to lay her focus mainly on training to stop the shuddering that her body continues to provide in various areas.. It was quite hard to do the restraints when her hands were shaking.. Her eyes continued to be removed from Nick, not wanting to look at him.. She didn't know what to think.. Her head was stilll filled with a million questions.. " Wha.. what happened? " Her voice was shuddering as a small growl trembled in her throat as fustration grew at the restraints that didn't seem to want to fasten for her..
Nick Corwin thinks briefly, very briefly, to be nice about it and sugar coat it a little. "You chained me down and raped me." Nick isn't one to think about other people's emotions. As far as he's conserned, she should have never been put under a spell anyway. He sighs and looks away however, having a rare moment of kindness seeing her looking as akward as she does. "I think you were under one of Mekehlee's spells, there was purple everywhere." The Amazon still in the room nods once in agreement. She moves over to Naomi and will help the other woman finish dressing if allowed. "You do realize you're in Kayos' palace?"
Naomi's eyes close as she shakes her head, still trying to piece everything together.. She didn't know how it happened.. How she allowed it to happen.. She felt hands being laid onto her, as with hope that it wasn't the man that she just 'raped' she opened her eyes with relief.. A tone beneath a whisper fell onto the air towards the amazon.. "Thank you.." She tried not to reply to what happened.. Still not wanting to beleive it, but the evidence was there.. "I .. was here earlier talking to him.. " After the restraints were fastened her arms come to wrap around her stomach, almost in a sense holding herself as she tried to figure out what to do..
Master Kayos enters the room just a few seconds later. He wasn't that far away, he only lives upstairs. He laughs a little, but then quites it again, his gaze falling on Naomi and looking a bit dangerous. The Amazon that came to get him stands behind him and looks past him to the others in the room. Others still are flooding the hallway trying to get a peek. "That mortal," He points at Nick. "belongs to me." His tone still holds laughter, but he looks over at Nick now as if to make sure that Naomi did not bite him. Kayos would not be laughing if that were the case.
Nick Corwin sighs and looks away from Kayos' laughter and words. He doesn't like being refered to as property, even though he knows that's all he is. He's just a pawn in the giant chess game the High Powers play with each other. Nick thinks they're all like children, and mortals like him are just their toys. This night supports that theory. He's sure Mekehlee got a nice kick out of it, and someone got one up on Naomi at the same time. He'd thought Naomi and Mekehlee were allies, but then has Mekehlee ever cared or noticed the difference when picking who to play with?
Naomi's gaze quickly finds itself to remove from the ground and onto Kayos.. She slowly was finding her stablity as her gaze locks onto Kayos. "You think I want him? I don't. I could care less who he belongs to. It's none of my concern. " She shifts once more, looking about the room making sure no article of clothing was left behind.. Though as the shock slowly cleared up she felt as if she was missing something.. She didn't want to rummage around the man's bed to find it either.. All she wanted to do was to leave as soon as possible, though that was looking more impossible as the minutes passed by.
Master Kayos quirks an eyebrow in question at Naomi. He's getting a kick from all this, finding pleasure from both their actions. But then maybe Mekehlee knew he would and thus wouldn't care as much as one of the other High Powers might. "Well, your actions seem to show otherwise." Kayos glances at Nick and waves toward him as he speaks. "You obviously had your way with him, so you can't really say you don't want him." Kayos drops his arm again. "Don't you have people to pleasure you at your own place?"
Nick Corwin sighs in exasperastion and gives a disaproving shake of his head. He lowers his head to his hand and takes a deep breath to calm himself. Kayos can piss him off so easily. He lifts his head and looks back at Kayos. "Prehaps you should leave her alone and let her get her things? Or you might make her an enemy. Shouldn't you be tring to make friends with as many peers as you can or something?" Nick's tone makes it clear what he thinks about Kayos teasing himself and Naomi. Nick just wants them all to go away so he can figure out how to deal with this in himself.
Naomi's eyes form into a glare towards Kayos. The shock was buried beneath as the upper lip rolled over the ivory set of teeth revealing fangs beneath.. The growl continued to grow within her throat as anger spawned into her.. "I just found out what happened. " The words were mixed within the growl, fingers coiling inwards into fists at her sides as she continued to look dead on at Kayos as she continued.. " Do you really think I would just come into some random room and have my way with a stranger? Think about it. If I wanted pleasure, I could of sought it out at my own kingdom, but I don't neither have I for a very long time. I am not like you, Kayos, I don't thrive off of it. "
Master Kayos realizes he might have gone too far, and also realizes what Nick said is right. He shouldn't make Naomi his enemy at this point, but wait and see where she'll stand later. . . or lay. He grins at his own thoughts, and partly too at Naomi's temper and Nick's unease. He quirks an eyebrow in question again at Naomi. "You have spent hours having sex with a man, and you just now realized it?" He thinks about how that is possible. "You really don't get it very often do you?" Kayos has yet to speak to Mekehlee about it, and the Amazon didn't give him all the details, there wasn't time. "But hey, you can romance any of my people you want. As long as you don't eat them."
Nick Corwin rolls his eyes again and falls back on his bed, pulling the cover up over himself as he does so. He shudders doing this as the fur tickles spots it normaly doesn't touch. "If the two of you are going to fight, could you please do it out of my room? The Amazon that had been helping Naomi moves to Nick now and finds the brush that had fallen on the floor. She holds it up as if to ask if he wants her to go back to braiding his hair, but he glares at her with his clasic assassin death look. She shrugs and tosses the brush on a table.
Naomi's growl slowly begins to fade as digits come to unclench the fist. Her arms once more find their way towards her stomach, tucking into one another as the glare fades as well. "The last thing I remember was walking down the hall after talking to you. I was heading back home.Then all of a sudden it was as if I woke up and I see some strange man beneath me and in me. " She paused her words as a brief glare was delivered onto Kayos. "I don't get it very often because I don't need it. Why would I want to romance any of your people? I don't do that. " As Nick's words came to her ears, curiousitly lightly tainted her as she looked down towards him finally. Though a bit of uneasiness followed as she spoke, "Who the hell are you anyways?"
Master Kayos laughs once again when Naomi asks Nick who he is. He seems to find that terribly funny. Even he knows them before hand most the time. Or if he's going to spend hours with the same women finds out before he's done with her. "I'll leave you two love birds to finish getting dressed." He looks over at Naomi in amusment, "Or to learn each other's names, whichever comes first." He doesn't give either much time to repond, but turns back out the door. On his way past he gives one of the Amazons a stern look, letting her know she's to stay and make sure Naomi doesn't try to feed from Nick. Or maybe she's just to stay and make sure Nick doesn't start telling Naomi state secrets. Nick knows more than he should.
Nick Corwin puts his hands behind his head and frowns at Kayos as he leaves. "It's your fault." Nick calls after him. "You probably gave Mekehlee premission!" Though really Nick knows Mekehlee doesn't ask for premission. He looks over at Naomi and his expression softens a bit. She's just as much a victim as he is really, but at least they let her forget it. Given who she is, he decides to give her his nobel name and not his common, prefered one. "Nickolas Arepharis."
Naomi's arms slip out from one another only to go back to slide under one another in a comforting manner.. It was something she did when she was in a akward position.. Her gaze continued to be laid onto the door even after Kayos left.. Trying to figure out how she was going to slip out unnoticed for there were still people gathered in the hallway.. A sigh expressed past her lips.. A small nod was given in response to the man finally telling her his name.. Though no words came out from her.. Not yet.. The same fear, shock, embarrasment once more turned to her features..
Nick Corwin can tell she seems a bit uneasy and nods for the Amazon near the door to shut it, then takes a second to glare at all those still trying to peek in. He takes in a deep breath and lets it out again. The only vampire women he's had experiance with walk around like they are the center of the universe and never show any type of weakness. Naomi seems more real than vampire to him. Though it doesn't surprise him, he's basicly friends with Mekehlee and Dacklyn as well. He thinks it odd now that he thinks about it. He seems to make friends with every High Power he meets. He's not sure if that's good or bad. He nods toward one of the tall windows. Windows in this palace have no window panes, but use magic for that purpose. "You can escape through there." Voice of experiance.
Naomi has never been in this type of situation before, she was too used to her control situations.. Her eyes instantly roam towards the window he nodded towards.. Her feet came to life as they placed quicken steps onto the ground heading towards the window. A pause came to her before she would slip out looking towards Nick.. "I'm sorry.. This would of never happened if I had the control over myself... " With the final word slipping past her lips she slid herself through the window to make her escape. Her slender physique fell through the air until feet came to crash onto the soil beneath. Knees buckled beneath her absorbing the shock of the fall as a arm slipped down pressing fingers lightly on the earth.. She remained there while trying to clear her head of what happened.. Her nostrils flared lightly as she intook within her air that was not needed.. Though something sparked her senses.. A scent.. One of her own kind, but not of her blood.. It didn't smell right.. Slowly did she raise herself as feet once more took to the ground following the scent like a wolf to its prey..
Lord Voric is sitting by some random fish pond that decorates one of the many gardens of AmKelosh. This just happened to be the place he felt like stopping at to take a rest. He is very fond of stopping to takes rests. He is doing his best now to avoid Synderix at all costs and will never stop to speak to her again. In time the memory of her will fade and it'll become easier. He's very old, he knows how to wait. The night is nearing it's end or at least close enough to it for Voric to decide he doesn't need to work anymore tonight. He is looking up at the stars and listening to the sweet sounds of the garden at night. This place is deffently better than the place his last god chose to put her palace. Krystalla seemed to like the desert for some reason.
Naomi steps quickened onto the ground, her imprints light on the soils. Silence coated each one as she made her way closer to the scent until she came onto it. Her presence lingered over closely to Voric, merely standing a foot behind him as she looks down at him. Her nostrils flare once more intaking his scent as words unraveled from the darkness of her mouth.. "Who are you? You don't smell right.. " Her words held the tad bit of venom within them.. She was sure in the past she rid of all the vampires besides those of her own blood.. That was the past though, and a new leaf would be turned.. Though caution still sought..
Lord Voric glances over his shoulder about to snap at whoever it was that was interupting his quite time. He sees who it is however, and jumps to his feet, turning to face her. She had come from downwind and he did not smell her in time to warn him she was coming. The wind was with her, siding against him. He decides to try and play dumb. He gives a little shrug, "I'm just someone that works for Kayos." The markings under his eyes are among some of the common marks his noble clan would use back when they were still around. They are the only visible evidence. His skin is extremely pale and his hair very dark, are the talons on his hands. His eyes are red and he has pointed ears. "I am no one of consequence."
Naomi takes a few steps forward, pushing the comfort zone that he may have. Her head rising towards his neck as nostrils flare to intake his scent once more before drawing her head back to its previous position. Her head lightly cocked to one side as her eyes roamed down across his form before once more reaching his gaze. "Apparently someone that escaped the wrath that once I sent onto the lands.. " It was slightly amusing, though.. Though in another way it was uncomforting.. The last thing she needed was someone to challenge her for her position.. A feel within told her it wouldn't happen, Kayos wouldn't dream of making her an enemy to him.. She perhaps was too much use to him.. Or so she thought.. A small femine chuckle escaped from her as she continued to look at him.. "Do you have a name?"
Lord Voric matches every step she takes toward him with a step back. He frowns as she smells him and looks a bit worried. His chest moves more rapidly as his breaths come in shorter intervels. He can feel his flight or fight responses wanting to kick in. If he could look any whiter, he would at her first statment, lucky for him he can't get any paler. If he wished to be a High Power, he'd have taken over when Krystalla disapeared, but instead he helped Mekehelee teach Kayos what it meant to be a High Power. He frowns more, watching her, studing her reactions to him. Though he is sure that with all those that would come to his aide here, he could survive if she attacked. "None I wish to share."
Naomi smirks lightly as muscles lightly untense before her. "Are you scared I'll kill you if you tell me your name?" She didn't understand.. She just supposively raped a complete stranger and yet he told her his name.. Why wouldn't this one tell her his? Eyelids come to roll over the eyes for a brief second before coming back to open.. "You smell briefly familiar.. " The tongue came to tap the roof of her mouth as her posture loosened, not so domineering anymore.. It was quite funny that most hold themselves over 'animals' yet they are animals themselves.. The way they can communicate without any words.. She attempted her best to show by ways of movement she was no threat to him.. At least not yet..
Lord Voric knows his own kind well enough to know, that they can not be trusted and are masters at body lanaguge. He has no reason to trust her, but from his past experiance of having his own clan killed off, he has every right to fear her. He is not as old as she is, so in theory isn't as powerful either. Age almost always has a direct corrolation to power, not always, but most the time. He frowns at her comment about familiarity. "I have never met you before." His tone and his own body langauge show that he is still very much on guard.
Naomi's lips peel into a brief grin before she speaks.. "Nor have I you.. Though something about you is vaguely familiar.. Perhaps it's just my mistake.. Though I can not be certain until you reveal your name to me.. I'll swear on my alliance to Kayos I will not harm you nor kill you.. If that is what you fear.. " Her movements mocked a predatory cat, just like most vampires.. Her steps took her away from him a bit as she came onto a random rock and lowered herself onto it.. Her curiousity over whelmed the pressure to hold dominance over him.. She still did in a sense.. Though she wouldn't stand infront of him.. She wanted to know his name.. Therefore she would allow herself to take a slightly vulnerable position in his eyes, though not really..
Lord Voric does feel that she is in a vulnerable positon at all, but then that might just be becuase he can't get past his own fear. He has not moved or stired from the spot he landed in since stepping away from her the first time and he still does not move now. He gives her an odd look, "I know how often High Powers change alliances, there is no way to trust anything sworn upon such an alliance." He pauses to consider his words. "At any rate, my name does not matter and holds no weight." He's found often in the past that if you hint to a High Power how much greater they are than yourself, they tend to eat it up and overlook whatever else. Most High Powers are quite vain.
Naomi found the small break in his words as her eyes instantly turned back onto him.. "Then if you knew who I was, you would also know how long I've sided with Kayos and plan on it staying that way.. " She shifted lightly in her seat, shoulders rolling back in place as she continued to look at him.. "It matters to me.. What is so wrong with stating your name to me? I can find out other ways but I'd rather hear it from your own lips.. " Her words came once more with a pause as she slowly studies him once more.. "Are you scared of me?"
Lord Voric does not comment on her declaration of alliance once again. As far as he knows she always sides with Erconi, and things aren't looking so sure that Kayos will side with Erconi this time. Kayos has only fought in two of the wars, the first time was when he was new to the whole thing and just took the side Mekehlee was on. The last time he took the side that Dacklyn was on. But Dacklyn is gone and Mekehlee said she'd side with whoever Kayos does. Voric knows that both Erconi and Gwyndolyn have been to AmKelosh to try and get Kayos to their side, but he's yet to pick. "Names give people power. I don't wish to do that." He realizes his name wouldn't be hard to find out, but he's also right. With his name she can cast spells to spy on him, or maybe even force teleport him.
Naomi shakes her head lightly as she shifts her gaze to the night before them.. "So, you would rather me quench my curiousity with finding out your name elsewhere? Why would I want any power of you? I merely ask for your name.." Her shoulders lightly roll into a shrug as her head turns back to the direction she was at.. A small smile graced her lips for a brief moment.. She can see why Kayos had sex so much.. It was quite a tension release, even if she didn't remember it.. The man was quite handsome though and felt good the few moments she had realization she was ontop of him..
Lord Voric can see that she is not going to give up and sighs in frustration. He frowns and gives a little shake of his head. He knows there's not real reason to not tell her, she could ask anyone around AmKelosh and they'd think nothing of telling her themselves. And he's the only one that looks the way he does. "Voric." It's an old name, he knows often he's afraid of hinting to his age, but she must know how old he is. He's the one she missed. "Now will you leave me in peace?"
Naomi slowly turns her head and gaze back onto him.. Her thoughts of the man still lingering withn her mind though Voric has caught her curiousity.. " Do I really bother you that much? " A small frown formed onto her lips as arms came to snake over her lap, resting in their place.. She did still feel a bit akward when she finally realized what she truely left behind.. She probably needed to get that back from him so Kayos doesn't have another thing to hang over her head..
Lord Voric frowns again and isn't sure he wants to admit to her that she bothers him, that'd give her a little power over him. "Do I?" He wonders who she feels now, knowing she missed one. Does that make her feel threatened becuase he's alive, the only living vampire not related to her. Or maybe it makes her feel inadaquate becuase she didn't get the job done totally. Would she then finish it as a matter of honor, or is she the type that doesn't even care about that sort of thing or think that way. He doesn't really know for sure. He does know that it's instinct for a vampire to want to dominate those around them, and he doesn't want to be dominated by her.
Naomi perks a brow in curiousity for a brief moment as she shakes her head before responding.. "No.. In truth.. A relief.. It was in my younger years that I took that wrath out onto the lands.. I wasn't as wise as I am now.. I wish I didn't.. " Slowly did she shift her gaze down towards the pond before her.. She was telling the truth, and it was apparent by her features and reactions.. Though, it was doubtful he would believe her.. "It gets lonely.. having the same ones around.. the ones that think they must fear you and worship you.. That's what I wanted back then.. I was so nieve.. " Her form came to lean forward a bit, resting more weight onto her arms that rested on her lap.
Lord Voric can understand why she did it, and disagrees with her, that is he would if he took her side. If she had not, then other vampires from other clans would have tried to overthrow her and take her High Power spot from her in order to lead all the vampires. Or most of them anwyay, the only ones she doesn't currently lead are those that work under Voric, and most of them are from his line, not hers. They are also all undead. He's created his own army, it's just no where near the size of Naomi's and his people don't worship him. "So you're saying it doesn't bother you at all that I'm alive?"
Naomi looks back over at him, "Didn't I just say it didn't bother me at all?" One of her pet peeves was repeating herself.. She despised the fact that beings have to rephrase the question to better comprehend it.. Or whatever their reasoning was..She could see this conversation was going no where..
Lord Voric is still not sure he believes her. Vampires, especially the women, are masters at deception. He can not trust anything she says or does. But then he's a very lazy person and being paranoid takes too much effort. It will not be long before he just reaches that point where he sits back down and takes a watever attitude toward it all. If she's going to kill him, then she's going to kill him. He's not the type to worry endlessly of such things. "What is it you want from me, if it is not my death?" Voric always speaks rather slowly and clamly, having some of the best manners of all the men in AmKelosh. He normaly even takes the time to think about what he says, and who he's saying it too, addressing the person properly acording to their station.
Naomi emotions fell from her features as she continued to gaze out at the veiw before her.. "I don't want anything from you. Am I suppose to want something from you? " Slowly did her gaze turn back to him, her head cocking lightly to the side in curiousity as few strands of the ebony hair came to caress the sides of her face.. She was still trying to understand why Kayos told her she could romance any male in AmKelosh.. Why would she want to do that? Sometimes the loneliness got to her, but she didn't need a male..She was stronger than that..
Lord Voric frowns and wonders why she's there and why she sought him out if she didn't want anything. He decides he can take that as his time to leave. After all, she'll have to change her mind and retract her statment if she doesn't care if he leaves, right? "Well, if you do not want anything, I'll be on my way." He gives her a polite little bow, but keeps his eyes on her. He hopes she can be as fast as she is, especially with Syn's blood still running through him. It'll take a couple of days for that to filter out. He stands back up straight again, and then tries to decide how he can leave without turning his back on her. He can't. He starts to walk toward her, to head down the path near her, so the wind will be on his side this time. He could fly, but walking makes him seem less in a hurry.
Naomi lips remained sealed.. Not saying a word as he took his depart.. She had too much on her mind to explore further on this man.. She will do so later.. Her weight shifted lightly on the rock as she rose.. She would take her own departure, but the other way.. Feet came to lightly touch down onto the soil in steps as her movements were slow and precise.. Thoughts filled within her mind, leaving her in a somewhat trance though fully aware of what was going on around her..
