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Post by neenorr on Dec 6, 2007 21:27:12 GMT
At the sound of the voice, she looked automatically behind her before looking ahead again to see the door appear. "Necro," She started, following him through the door. She closed it behind her before she continued, not even stopping for pleasantries. "I need to know everything about this woman." She turned from the door to look at him. "I can tell that you know she's more powerful than he expects. I need to know how to help him." She was practically begging for help- but after years of torment from Carter, whatever dignity she had was probably a supply too meager to be accounted for. Now it was a matter of survival. "I need you to help me." |
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Post by Evangeline Delacroix on Dec 6, 2007 21:37:20 GMT
Necro waved a hand over various objects sitting across his unused bed. They became shrouded in shadows so the identity of each item was completely hidden. One looked like a bottle of pills for a moment. "I know her power from personal experience.", he stated meagerly, popping something into his mouth and swallowing. He shuddered strangely afterwards before continuing, "She is extremely old, but nobody can tell from her appearance or her physical ability. Her age has given her superior knowledge and wisdom beyond most living creatures. According to several sources, she shouldn't even exist. The woman spent several years as an assassin in another place before she returned here a while ago. Since then, there has been no news of a sighting anywhere. She has fought dragons into the ground before but nobody knows how she ever managed it. In order to stop her in her tracks, somebody has to utilize some form of magical field, aided by a machine which will freeze her on the spot. As far as I know, she's the only one that can recover from such treatment.", he sat down, "What else do you want to know then?"
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Post by neenorr on Dec 7, 2007 16:20:07 GMT
Arrow's eyes travelled in the direction Necro's hand went, frowning as she saw the objects become unidentifiable. Her eyes only moved back once he started talking, and Arrow stayed rooted to her spot as she listened intently. "A magical defence? Freezing? Is there a reason you want us dead so much, Necro?" She snapped, hand coming up to her mouth in an exact imitation of Carter. She frowned in thought- now that she was away from him, her confidence seemed to come back, whether that was good or not. This woman can slay dragons- that one look from Carter had told her the whole story, and yet, he was going to expect her -not even a full-dragon, never mind one that was trained- to stand with him. Was there anything else to know? She sighed half-heartedly, anger replaced by a relectuant acknowledgment, as she ran her hand across her face. " So, is there a picture?" She asked, glancing up at Necro once more as she tried to buy more time for thinking. |
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Post by Evangeline Delacroix on Dec 7, 2007 16:41:29 GMT
"I don't want you dead, I have the spell and the device here with me, besides just finding her would be enough for me to pay you. Like I said, it's a dangerous task.", he picked up a sheet of paper and shut his eyes. There was a strange silence as a stream of ink flowed from his fingers onto the paper. there were different colours of ink in the stream too. A couple of seconds later and he put the sheet down next to Arrow. A fully formed picture of a woman with blonde hair and strange eyes that looked green or blue in different levels of light, but one looked more green and the other more blue, covered the page, "I do believe that would be the best detail there is about her in that picture.", Necro opened his eyes, they had dulled in colour slightly but were otherwise normal, "She never killed any of the dragons she fought against however, she merely made them stay down so she could get at their riders. So you don't have to worry so much about that..."
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Post by neenorr on Dec 8, 2007 23:34:04 GMT
Arrow looked up, hope seeping through her again. "What shall you do if we find her? I thought she could sense your presence?" Arrow frowned, breaking off as Necro looked like he needed to concentrate. She watched with an unbroken curiousity, before taking the picture when he sat it down. Her eyes skimmed over it hurriedly, taking in every detail she could find, only just listening as he began to talk again. She looked just like every other person that Carter had passed judgement on. Slowly Arrow looked up, only realising that there had been a silence for a few moments. "Who says she won't do otherwise this time?" Arrow stated bluntly, but right then she didn't care- gaining faith in Carter once more. They were unstoppable. She looked about the room vaguely, trying to find something she could tell Carter about- he wouldn't trust her if she had nothing to tell him once Necro left [even if he knew what she was up to already].
[erlack. sorry. busy at the mo'.] |
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Post by Evangeline Delacroix on Dec 9, 2007 0:05:13 GMT
"I may not have seen her for the past 40 years, but she won't have changed much. If you find her, I shall provide the magical means to aid you. Though I would advise you not to let her hands or feet out of your line of sight or you could end up with some pretty nasty scars from razor sharp claws that weren't there before.", he picked up one of the shadowed objects with an obvious knowledge for what it was and fiddled with it, "It's taken me a while to figure out a way of evading her detection for a few moments, that's all I would need for this to work. After that, I guarantee payment.", Necro noticed Arrow looking around the room, "So how are we doing this? Half up front or all after accomplishment of the task? No, I shall ask in front of your companion, he does seem to be the one who handles business...", he frowned and walked through a door in the room for a few seconds. When he returned, he wasn't wearing a shirt but instead held a fresh one in his hands. A thick scar ran across his chest from a wound which had been severely deep, it was soon covered by the black material, "I guess your companion sent you to find out about me?", he asked suddenly, still fiddling with the shadowed out object.
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Post by neenorr on Dec 13, 2007 21:05:47 GMT
[ooohcrappycrappy. sorry this took so long. mocks are on and i was busy. D:]
"I think we can handle that," Arrow said absently, lifting the picture to get a better look. She noticed the eyes and glanced up to ask but shrugged it off, instead changing her attention to the object in his hands with a raised brow. Her eyes slid to meet his slowly. "I'm sure he'll be asking for half," Arrow warned with a smile. "That is- if you can carry as much." She looked away again, glancing around the room once more as she was left on her own, and then taking that chance to move around and trying [and failing] get a feel for Necro- obviously though, she didn't bother opening drawers- she wasn't stupid enough when Necro had just moved next door but by the time he had come back she was sitting on the bed eyeing up the shadowed objects.
She glanced up once more and almost sighed at the scar- though managed to hold it in. She just never seemed to know what to expect from this person. "Yes- he did." She admitted. "It happens to everyone- company procedure, I guess you could say." Arrow pointed at the objects beside her; unsure of whether to touch them or not. "I think I found the best place to start asking questions," She pointed out. She looked at them again, herself. The same number that were there before. Usually sneaking one into a pocket was a good idea but she honestly didn't believe Necro would be quite as un-observant. |
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Post by Evangeline Delacroix on Dec 13, 2007 21:12:22 GMT
Necro cleared his throat, "Not quite so good a place to start Arrow.", he said hollowly and picked up the shadowed items, stuffing them into his pockets protectively within seconds, "Try something else. Much better idea.", he avoided crossing his arms across his chest.
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Post by neenorr on Dec 13, 2007 21:18:11 GMT
Arrow frowned- obviously this had sparked her interest and she made a note of which pockets the items had been deposited into. She could't help but smile though at how uneasy he looked then and casually she shrugged. "Fair enough, Necro," She purred teasingly and pushed herself onto the bed towards him, glad now for not having let emotions get in the way like a normal female would. However, normal definitely wasn't for her now. "I'm sure they can wait." She took a step around him and looked about again. "Where do you suggest I start then?" She asked. She wouldn't need prompting normally, but she figured, if he was here, she might as well try her limits. |
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Post by Evangeline Delacroix on Dec 13, 2007 21:23:17 GMT
Necro actually growled at Arrow, revealing severely pointed teeth, "I suggest you don't try anything on me that worked on other clients.", he rolled and stood to his full looming height at the other end of the room. "You can simply ask questions and not prod or I shall become angry."
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Post by neenorr on Dec 13, 2007 21:33:48 GMT
"I am asking questions, aren't I?" She pointed out. Arrow glanced over her shoulder at him with a concerned frown on her face as she took in his stance with one quick look, that familiar feeling touching her mind again. Quickly she spun on her heel to face him, her giddy enjoyment of teasing him replaced by suspicion- or at least, her suspicion was encouraged. "No, I guess you are different from other clients." She admitted breazily, "But I need evidence, or else how am I to be believed?" She put that idea to him with a quiet forcefulness, trying not to be disturbed by his height- when she was quite short and petite, to be honest. "He's not really going to believe that I just happened to find this out the moment I walked in here and not have the thought to bring him something to prove myself, is he." She didn't even ask, putting the statement as bluntly as she could. |
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Post by Evangeline Delacroix on Dec 13, 2007 21:39:14 GMT
Necro rubbed the back of his neck and regained his calmness quickly, "I'm not the kind of guy who takes kindly to close proximity to women I barely know myself.", he said annoyedly, "Do that again and I may end up harming you, which I do not wish to do.", Necro hid his teeth from site again before continuing, "What would you like to know that will please Carter's ears?"
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Post by neenorr on Dec 13, 2007 21:46:27 GMT
The speed in which Necro calmed himself unnerved Arrow more than the actual fear of seeing him ready to attack. She swallowed quickly, watching him with wary eyes. "I never noticed," She muttered to herself quietly, falling back against the wall behind her. "And you do that and I just might lose control of myself," She pointed out. Win-win situation or what. Arrow took a second to control any erm- urges, before she pondered the question, trying to hurry herself as she was aware of the time that they had been away for already. "Alright, alright. What[i/] are you?" She couldn't help but ask, a disbelieving note sliding into her voice. "And where did you come from?" The two obvious questions- but also two that could be useful in the future. |
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Post by Evangeline Delacroix on Dec 13, 2007 21:50:40 GMT
"I'm so many races bundled together that I don't actually know what I am supposed to be... I'm a Twilighter since birth, since then I've been bitten, infected and turned into so many different creatures I lost track. as for where I'm from, I guess the north is the most detail possible. What about you? I already know you're a half dragon, but where do you come from?", Necro turned the question upon Arrow and smirked, "And if you did lose control, it wouldn't matter, you can't fight the shadows."
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Post by neenorr on Dec 13, 2007 21:54:59 GMT
She sighed inwardly. Yet again he was ahead of her and knew not to speak too much. "A twilighter." Arrow stated. She'd heard of them. Most had but it would never have struck her. "The most detail possible?" Was he just not going to say or did he not know? Arrow bit on her lip thoughtfully before he asked back. Where did she come from. Arrow smiled weakily, a pang of sickness rushing through her guts. "We should get back, Necro." She pointed out. "Carter will be wondering where you are. He likes to deal quickly." |
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