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Post by ninjasquirrel1 on Jan 20, 2009 10:07:23 GMT -5
"Randell . . . Randell . . ." Murmured Luna. Sieg dropped to his knees. "Stop saying his name please, speak some words of comfort to me," He said, his voice almost a sob. "Don't you recognize me?"
OOC>Sorry, short. Gotta go.
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Post by lunaestafair on Jan 20, 2009 10:35:41 GMT -5
OOC- Seig is so cute!
Luna's pink eyes gazed deeply into Seig. She seemed to almost smile as her mind sparked back to reality, though Randell's image seemed to be burnt into her memory. Softly she squeezed the male ferret's paw. This time instead of saying someone else's name she muttered his. "Seig... Seigfried." When she stated his name it was like music to her own ears. Her body warmed when hearing it.
Softly the femme groaned as she stirred bodily, turning on her side so that she could face Seig. Her touch was weak but she managed to brush her paw through his headfur until he looked up at her. When he did so she would smile at him and speak those comforting few words that she knew in her heart he longed to hear. "I love you." Her eyelids were heavy but she fought to keep them open so that she could gaze at the male ferret with whom she's in love with.
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Post by ninjasquirrel1 on Jan 20, 2009 18:35:16 GMT -5
Sieg held Luna's fragile paw with both hands. From her shapely lips came the same words he had wanted to tell her for a long time now. The words flowed like silk through his mind, easing him of all his pains and anger. His mouth opened as if to say something, but he hung there . . . He couldn't bring the words out. Finally, taking a deep breath, he asked a question. "Luna . . . Lunaesta Fair . . . Will . . . Will you marry me?" He sighed as if he had just dropped a burden from his chest, he waited for that fateful answer . . .
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Post by lunaestafair on Jan 21, 2009 9:23:40 GMT -5
His touch was so endearing and comforting. Between the remedy herbs that was searing through her body, eating up all of the bad poison, and the realization that she was really with Seig once more Luna felt at ease, at home and protected. Randell couldn't hurt her anymore.
The femme could also see that her words did indeed bring him comfort. Everything about him relaxed before her very eyes. If anything Luna was glad to ease his tension. This in itself would be enough to live for.
But that was not all that she had to spur her on....
Luna smiled, her chest welling with warmth as Seig popped the question. It was the perfect moment for her. It wasn't the most romantic place or time but to Luna it was the 'perfect' time. They were finally reunited and it looked like she would survive. Softly she smiled upon him. The emotions that were written upon her face shined down on him like the rays from the sun. Without a moment of hesitation she answered him, not wanting him to live in expectation any longer. "Yes... Seig... Yes I will marry you." Weakly she brought his paw to her lips and kissed the back of it tenderly.
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Post by ninjasquirrel1 on Jan 23, 2009 9:59:24 GMT -5
OOC> I tried my best, not too good with love scenes, good practice for later writing though."Yes . . . Sieg . . . I will marry you." Sieg felt an emotion inside of him he had never felt before, it's touch was soft and relaxing. It soothed him, all anger and vows to slay Randell vanished from his mind. He truly was at peace. Sieg also felt joyful, at last, the one he deeply cared for would finally be his. His to protect, love and provide for. "Very well then, we'll go to Ralandore for our honeymoon. The palace on the cliff in Ralor, the crashing waves six hundred feet below. We'll have ten children, a large house! Our own five decked summer boat! And it'll be ours, to share." OOC> Yeah, really bad. Sorry.
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Post by lunaestafair on Feb 13, 2009 11:42:10 GMT -5
Luna laughed when Seig said what he did. Her life had been turned upside down, in a good way, when she met him. The femme could still recall seeing him in the Tavern at the VI, a vision of him that would never leave her mind. Not for all of eternity.
The ferret-tess coughed slightly. She was slowly getting stronger but it was clear that the herbs that the vixen had given to her were still battling in her stomach with the poison that she had been forced to drink.
Luna wished to not alarm him and so she smiled softly up at him, her one paw reaching up to stroke his cheek. "Such plans sound lovely but we don't need to be rich to make me happy. Just being with you is worth everything in the world to me. When will we take the plunge? Are you sure you don't need time to think about it?" Again Luna laughed.
There was so much that she wanted to talk to him about. Their time apart wasn't a good one and so she wished for that to never happen again. She wondered to if there were things that he wished to ask her. Really she's an open book to this male who held her paw so fondly.
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Post by ninjasquirrel1 on Feb 14, 2009 11:09:32 GMT -5
"Think about it," Sieg questioned. A look of hurt on his face, his frowning lips soon curved into a rather foolish smile. "Nein, nein. Niemals, I shall throw my self from a cliff if I have to think about it," he said, making a sign with his paws of jumping off a cliff. He took her paws in his, his smile less foolish now. "Nein . . . I need not think about marrying such a beautiful frauline," he said. Sieg loosed her paws, ruffling his own head fur. He looked puzzled, there was still another question to ask. Again, he grasped both of her paws. "Luna . . . I have one more thing to ask of you . . . I am bound by loyalty to serve Ladorak Fugate until death . . . Could you . . . Would you, still follow me if I served him wherever he went," he asked. Another question, another answer.
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Post by lunaestafair on Feb 16, 2009 13:59:33 GMT -5
Luna laughed when he seemed to be mockingly 'put out' by her suggestion to ponder over his desire to marry her. What he said though drove the point home for her. Indeed he knew just what he was getting himself into. This satisfied her and she would speak not another word of questioning.
But he had a question for her. It puzzled her though that he wouldn't be asking her about Randel. Perhaps he just wanted to forget him but then again Seig should know that Luna was still in grave danger. Randel vowed to find her and kill her when she managed to escape by jumping off a cliff and into the sea. A feat that Randel himself would not wrestle for fear he may lose his life before he had the chance to exact revenge.
The answer to his present question was a simple one. Luna smiled, feeling better every second. "Yes... I will follow you. I understand that you feel loyal to Ladorak but you'll not be able to get rid of me now." Luna looked down, an expression of worry on her features. She didn't want to tell him that she would be scared to death to be alone now. But she placed a smile on her lips just for her husband-to-be as she stroked his cheek fur affectionately.
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Post by ninjasquirrel1 on Feb 21, 2009 9:40:48 GMT -5
"Yes . . . I will follow you. I understand that you feel loyal to Ladorak but you'll not be able to get rid of me now," replied Lunaesta. A she spoke, her eyes glinted with a dreadful fear, a fear Sieg new well who had ignited it. It was Randell's doing, the worthless creature! Sieg could remember everything that happened at The Bilge in the Bucket like it was yesterday. When he had first laid eyes on his love, this tender goddess who had bestowed him, of all beasts, with her favor. She had stopped Sieg before he had drank what should have been his last mug of rum. And now, Randell wanted revenge for his failure.
"I will protect you with my life . . . You can sleep well," he said, looking more of emperor than he ever did.
OOC>Luna, I am having some problems right now. So stopped kind of at a bad spot, sorry.
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Post by ninjasquirrel1 on Mar 17, 2009 11:39:07 GMT -5
Silence enveloped the black night like a soft blanket, only to broken by the quiet trill of night thrush. The crickets slept this night, deciding to rest their violins for fear of breaking a string. The moon too slept, covering it self in a soft grey blanket of clouds. It was a peaceful night, soft snores came from within the country tavern. Everybeast was in bed this late night . . . except for one.
A small candle flickered in a second floor window of the tavern, it's small flickering flame casting an iridescent glow upon the small tavern room. A female albino ferret lay on the bed, asleep, her eyelids flickering every now and then. In the world of peaceful dreams she slumbered on, unaware that her companion was not resting as well. A short male ferret, also clad in a white coat of fur, sat in the corner of the room. Book in hand, he searched each page diligently, looking for something. The light brown pages glowed lightly from the small bit of illumination the candle provided. The ferret's expression lighted up with joy, he had found what he was looking for.
Closing the book lightly, he set it down on the dresser. Blowing out the candle with a single light puff, he tiptoed over to his slumbering bride-to-be. He kissed her lightly on her forehead, fitfully she rolled over, continuing to sleep. Picking up his double ended spear and red leather quiver off of the seat next to the bed, he slung them over his shoulder. Walking to the door, he gave one last loving look at the sleeping albino and quietly left the tavern room. . . .
Outside, the night still slumbering along with the rest of the world, a tree swayed against the night breeze. A black shadow could be seen in the branches as it slowly changed position so it could watch the doorway to the tavern. Two yellowy-green eyes glowed with a strange fire of vengence, watching the ferret below run off into the distance. When the ferret was out of view, a satisfied purr emitted from the cloaked figure sitting in the tree. Without a sound, he climbed down the tree.
Lightly dropping to the grass below, he walked to the doorway into the tavern. The small night thrush stopped his lonely song, frightened of the dark figure below, it pondered fleeing. The cloaked figure greased the door before trying it's old and rusted hinges. They made no sound, smoothly opening on it's greased hinges.
Tiptoeing past the fat slumbering innkeeper, he continued up the stairs. He hovered silently past each door, counting each window he passed.
One, two, three, four. Four, this was the door. His paws fumbled with eagerness as they greased the hinges of the door. Quietly he opened the door, stepping in, he scanned the room to make sure nobeast else was present except his prey. The dark figure hovered across the room and to the bed. The dagger made no sound as it was drawn from it's cloth scabbard. It rose above the figure's head, he was poised to strike. . . .
"Oi! Wot are ye doing in here?" The figured turned, stunned by the sudden appearance. It was a rat clad in night cap and holding a candle. The figure moved like lightning, rushing the rat, he ruthlessly stabbed him in his neck. Clutching the blood spurting wound, the rat gave his death gurgle, collapsing to the floor. The figure wasted no time, he sped down the stairway, running straight into the fat innkeeper.
"Eh? What's all the . . ." He got no further, a quick stab to the throat silenced him. Sheathing the bloody dagger back into it's cloth sheath, he fled through the doorway. . . .
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