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| [P] Apologies; Cordelia | |
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| Topic Started: Mon Sep 1, 2008 6:57 pm (244 Views) | |
| ♥Cordelia Brooks | Sat Sep 6, 2008 1:56 am Post #16 |
 
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Cordelia stared at him, blue eyes growing wide and her jaw dropping somewhat. How stupid could he be? The last time they went there his sister had been killed and they had all been hurt. Besides, when he had come back… well, Eraspeola had happened. Hadn’t he already learned his lesson? “You stupid, stupid man!” she said, her hands flying to rest against her temples, a sigh passing through her nostrils. “Do you really think that Lolth person-thing-whatever is going to forgive you? And do you really think it’s a great idea to go back?” Again she sighed. There was no point in trying to change his mind; that much she knew. Eliel was a mostly reasonable person, and she might have been his best friend, but in the end he was going to do whatever he felt necessary and she couldn’t change his actions. “Poor kitty,” she offered to Gwen, noticing the look she gave him. “I’d help, but, well, you know. It’s dangerous and I have things to attend to.” She shrugged. She probably could have gone, especially to get the cloak, but it wasn’t too important. “So… you’re basically going to betray your goddess again? How the hell is that gonna please her?” She shook her head slowly; when it came to gods and goddesses she didn’t really care, but she sure as hell didn’t want Eliel to have his head served to that woman on a platter. |
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| Eliel | Sat Sep 6, 2008 2:14 am Post #17 |
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Eliel looked at her with a shrug. “it all works out. I know it will. See, you forget.” He looked back at her with a wild grin. “ That you, who know little to nothing about drow except that they’re handy smiths and weavers, could not understand the intricacies of my plan, formed with two centuries’ experience under my belt. I think I know what I’m doing. The drow life is complicated, but to us it makes perfect sense.” He chuckled. The ‘intricacies of his plan’ were little more than what he’d told her so far, go to the place where he was hunted, ask forgiveness from a deity that wanted him dead, waltz into the palace of his greatest enemy, and join their ranks without a hitch. Well, there was room for improvisation. Eliel smiled at her. “pity.” He said when she said she couldn’t go. “I’m sure I’ve drag—I mean invited you to join more dangerous adventures than waltzing into the most dangerous place in Imythess.” He smiled naively. He actually believed every word he said. Eliel was back. |
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| ♥Cordelia Brooks | Sat Sep 6, 2008 2:28 am Post #18 |
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“Intricacies of your plan?” she repeated, absolutely bewildered. Yes, Eliel was back all right – back to his normal self. How could he be that naïve? “Considering the fact that they had assassins after you and when we fell we all got attacked immediately, I don’t think any of your ‘intricate plans’ will mean anything.” Was she the only one who even thought about anything? She cared about Eliel, there was no denying that, but sometimes she really wondered if he was capable of thinking something through without being incredibly impulsive. She rolled her eyes at his next words, unable to stop a short, sharp laugh from coming out of her throat. “Well now, Eliel, you don’t have a son to take care of. You can do whatever you want.” She wasn’t about to put herself in even more danger than she was already in. Kaiden needed her, she needed him, and she had to do everything in her power to stay with him. “I’m glad you’re back to your old self, but I really don’t want you to get yourself killed so soon,” she said finally. |
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| Eliel | Sat Sep 6, 2008 2:40 am Post #19 |
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Eliel rolled his eyes at her. “I’m perfectly capable, dear. It seems I’ve gotten myself out of most situations without a scr—lethal injury.” He said, correcting himself for the second time during this same conversation. Eliel inspected his hand, looking at the scars with a bewildered look, as if he hadn’t noticed their presence before. “oh my. This is bad, isn’t it?” he said, tracing the scars with a single claw. A couple of them had scabs on them, pulled away by the metal talon. Eliel looked at her and sighed. “Very well. How do you propose I go about returning myself to my previous form?” He asked, with open arms. “I’m open to suggestion.” |
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| ♥Cordelia Brooks | Sat Sep 6, 2008 2:47 am Post #20 |
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“You didn’t notice them before?” Cordelia asked, bewildered herself by the fact he hadn’t noticed the very scars he had intentionally created. “That angelic blade of yours did it. You picked it up to show me what it did – you know, before trying to stab me with it.” Her voice took on a sudden bitter tone and she huffed, turning her head away for a moment. She didn’t forgive him for that, really. She was a vampire; holy objects could probably hurt worse than fire did. She didn’t know and in all honesty she didn’t care to find out. She became speechless when he asked her for a suggestion, babbling a few incoherent syllables before becoming completely silent. How could he even expect her to come up with something? She knew nothing about drow society and their little magic tricks. “Pfft, don’t ask me!” she finally exclaimed after having found her voice. “I’m just trying to talk some sense into you because you never seem to think at all. I just don’t think it’s a very good idea to go with just Gwen, is all. No offense to her of course.” Cordelia nodded to Gwen, just to let the proud kitty know that she meant no harm. “You’re the drow – you know the place better. But you’re underestimating them and that’s going to hurt you,” she said. |
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| Eliel | Sat Sep 6, 2008 2:57 am Post #21 |
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Eliel smiled at her. “you’re cute when you’re baffled and clueless, you know that?” He chuckled and flexed his hand. “hmm…” he reached back and took the blade with his left hand, scimitar wobbling on it’s tip. He raised Luriel to eye level and frowned, reaching a finger to it. Eliel prodded it and pulled his finger back immediately. But it didn’t hurt. He poked it rapidly a few times, leaving it on longer. Deciding it was safe, he switched hands, holding it with his bare right hand. Eliel screamed for a moment, receiving an intense feeling from it. He looked at the blade for a moment, silent. Looking up at Cordelia with a serious face, he frowned. “it’s cold.” Eliel waved it around, away from Cordelia. He grunted and put it back in it’s sheath curiously. “maybe it’s forgiven me…” He shrugged. “in any case. I think it’s you who has underestimated me. We can hold our own in a fight.” He said, holding his nose as high as Gwen did. |
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| ♥Cordelia Brooks | Sat Sep 6, 2008 3:54 am Post #22 |
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She rolled her eyes as he teased her. “Cute, eh?” she questioned. She knew he didn’t mean it and considering he was her best – only – friend, he would be permitted to say such a thing. Had he been anyone else he probably would have been met with annoyance, but Cordelia knew better. She watched as Eliel began to inspect Luriel, anxiety coursing through her at how reckless a decision that was. When he screamed she jumped back, shielding her body with her arms as a reflex. “What the hell, are you okay?!” she asked, her eyes looking him up and down multiple times to see if there was any damage. There didn’t appear to be, but that didn’t mean that something hadn’t happened internally. What if he went back to Eraspeola? Oh, God…. That didn’t happen, however; there had been no reason for her paranoia. “Don’t scare me like that!” she commanded, her features hardening in frustration and annoyance finally. “That wasn’t funny! I thought you were going to die or something!” Not like he cared. As long as Eliel thought something was funny he was likely to go through with it, just like he had in the Cathedral when he had pretended she had killed him. “And no, I did not underestimate you. I’m telling the truth. You’re an insanely naïve drow for being over two centuries old, you’re stupid, impulsive, dump… and all you have to protect you is Gwen! She won’t always be around to save you!” She looked down at the floor for a moment. Was there even a point in arguing still? “I know you’re going to do whatever you want in the end, but would it kill you to care about my opinion?” |
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| Pattin Lightfoot | Sat Sep 6, 2008 4:04 am Post #23 |
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Eliel smiled at her reaction when he screamed. “Hmm…” He simply said, shrugging. When she said all he had to protect him was Gwen, the umbra smiled a bit and Eliel rolled his eyes. “like hell she won’t. She’ll stick with me till we both die.” He shrugged. “She’s like my mum.” He looked at her sincerely. “I’m sorry. And I realize that most decisions I make go against your logic… and most decisions I make get us in trouble… and nearly kill us… with poisoned darts… but I have to do this. Believe it or not, it’s not too comfy being half spider.” He smiled at her. “Thank you for your concern, but I’m going to do this. And you know that.” He smiled at her sorrily. “It’s who I am.” He nodded his head at her. Gwen looked at her, giving her a face much like rolling eyes at Eliel. “Anyhow, I’m not too sure about Abel. He screams a lot. Kinda annoying. Pretty, but annoying as hell.” |
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| ♥Cordelia Brooks | Sat Sep 6, 2008 4:17 am Post #24 |
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Cordelia sighed, giving in. There was no point in trying to change his mind… getting Eliel to change his mind was impossible; it was like trying to get her to change her mind. It was no easy task to do such a thing and she wasn’t surprised that she hadn’t been able to convince Eliel to do otherwise. “Fine,” she said softly, backing off. “You know how I feel. You know I think you’re an idiot. Hell, you know you’re an idiot. So go do what you must, and if you die, well… I’ll have to fix that.” She shrugged. Dying was a very likely possibility, especially with the risky plan he had set in place. “As for the bird,” she began, “you could always kill it and eat it. Then it can’t very well scream and such, can it?” She stuck her tongue between her teeth, laughing quietly. She was only half-joking, of course. After what that bird had done to hurt Eliel, she wanted it to suffer. |
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| Eliel | Sat Sep 6, 2008 4:31 am Post #25 |
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Eliel nodded at her, but snapped his head to her as she said fix that… “are you implying you would make me a vampire?” He asked curiously. He always wondered what it would be like. Certainly he would be faster, stronger, more agile. But there would be consequences. “I dunno. Abel just looks pretty, I think. May not taste very good. Besides.” He poked his black tongue out. “He’s an expensive bird.” He chuckled. It was true, too. Mena had paid a good bit of gold to get her hands on that egg… Eliel smiled at her. “I’d best get going soon. Need my sleep if I plan to storm the underdark soon.” He smiled at her, strapping the scimitar to his belt. “I’ll see you later. And by the way, this man…” he frowned. “…Manic. I’d like to meet him. Get to know him a bit, perhaps. Should be quite an interesting meeting.” He cracked his knuckles. |
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| ♥Cordelia Brooks | Sat Sep 6, 2008 6:08 pm Post #26 |
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Cordelia shrugged her shoulders innocently. “If that’s what it came to,” she said. If he was hurt and that was the only option left then she wouldn’t just allow him to die. Eliel meant too much to her for her to just allow him to die. “With or without your consent.” She nodded as soon as he said that he needed to leave. She understood. Besides, she didn’t want to keep him around any longer than what was necessary, considering the state he was currently in. As soon as he said the name Manic, her face paled somewhat and she became somewhat nervous. He knew that Manic had been the one to blind her, and a long, long time ago she would have been overjoyed with the way he was speaking. Now, though, after everything they had been through, she didn’t like it very much and if Eliel was implying he would hurt Manic she wasn’t going to allow it. “You hurt him and I swear Eliel, I will….” She bit her lip, not quite sure what she would do. She knew that Manic currently wanted her dead, but she could change that and she planned on it. “You get in the way and I won’t hesitate to hurt you.” Her eyes narrowed, a serious look of malice beginning to form inside of them. “Am I being clear enough?” |
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| Eliel | Sat Sep 6, 2008 7:38 pm Post #27 |
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Eliel looked at Cordelia with a curious look. She didn’t want him to hurt manic? But he was the one that made her life hell. He was the one who turned her into a crispy vampire with no sight. Eliel frowned. “Very well.” He said with a nod. “I can respect your wishes.” He winked at her. “For once.” He chuckled. Standing, he smiled at her and glided to her door on his eight spindly legs. “I hope to the gods to see you soon.” He said with a nod, backing out the doorway. Gwen rubbed against Cordie’s leg and followed Eliel out the door, looking back sadly. The both of them knew this could very well be their last adventure. “I don’t know how long I’ll be. But I’m going to do it.” |
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| ♥Cordelia Brooks | Sun Sep 7, 2008 8:06 pm Post #28 |
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Cordelia sighed in relief when he said that he would leave Manic alone. She didn’t need another person to get involved in this mess, and above all she just didn’t want Manic getting hurt. “I’m not sure I trust you entirely about this,” she grumbled, shifting her weight between her feet out of uncertainty. “But I’ll believe you for now and if you do otherwise I’ll deal with it accordingly.” That was all she could do, anyway. She couldn’t watch over him and make sure he didn’t break his promise, and even if she could she wasn’t about to waste her time with such a thing. She lowered her hand to stroke along Gwen’s back as the umbra rubbed against her leg and followed her master. She nodded once, agreeing with his statement. “I do too. I wish you’d bring someone along….” She had been about to suggest Fefnir, but decided against it. The boy was still a child and might even be scarred by Eliel’s appearance. “I know you can handle yourself, but still.” “Good luck.” Cordelia lifted a hand to rest against his shoulder, raising herself up on her toes a bit to be able to do so. “I hope you don’t die or make me come after you.” Straightforward and genuine. If he wound up getting himself killed, she was going to have to kill a lot of people to get revenge and as fun as that would be, it would take quite a long time. |
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| Pattin Lightfoot | Sun Sep 7, 2008 8:17 pm Post #29 |
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Eliel smiled at her as she put a hand on his shoulder. “I’ll be fine. Just don’t worry about me too much.” He smiled at her and placed his hand over hers for a second, backing away. He looked around the empty, shadow-filled streets with a chuckle. This was going to be lighter than it would be for a while. He didn’t know how long he would be gone. Eliel swept on his pelt and began walking down the street, Gwen following close behind. The umbra blended in with the shadows, Eliel’s black fur growing less visible as he ventured further from the lanterns. Eliel exited Balefire, looking back at it for a moment before setting off for Norwood, for his home and his homeland. A heavy sadness weighted him down, making each step feel heavier. There was no telling what would happen in all. He would be forced to become Eraspeola once more, in order to fit in. which meant bringing Abel along. Eliel walked, each step bringing him to a shrouded future, unpredictable. A life of order to cover the underlying life of chaos. Watch out Menzoberranzan. |
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