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- Lillith Stormbringer - 05-03-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... ithban.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> p - mel It was time. Several years had passed, sixty long months since the visionary had fallen: a wise woman by the name of Thavardo, murdered by the hands of an alpha with fiery red eyes. His name was long forgotten, but those blood-colored orbs were engraved in the back of her mind. He had ruthlessly destroyed everything they'd worked for. The devil, that's who he was! He'd taken away the prodigal son, consequently ruining their master plan. The dark age began shortly after (just like the wise woman had predicted): people died, fires burned, diseases resurfaced. Those calamities could've been avoided, if only Azathoth had been able to rid the world of filth. A vague aura of superiority engulfed her mind and soul. She'd seen the burnt remains of Bleeding Souls and couldn't help but feel satisfaction. It's inhabitants had been punished for their sins. Lillith knew it was only the beginning. What she'd failed to realize until now was that it was her duty to finish what the cult had started. Ahren's too, if he chose to fulfill his role as the chosen one. A part of her hoped he would, but she wasn't foolish enough to believe so. He'd strayed from his duties early on in life, from the moment he first took up residence in Inferni. The Stormbringer femme hadn't seen her former playmate in far too long. She had no idea what he'd become. Her goal was to find out. The coyote clan had survived the fire. Aquamarine occuli swept over the area, lingering over the sticks and skulls for a brief moment. Not much had changed, it seemed. Wolf and coyote rivalry was still in vigor. Lillith was smart enough not to trespass, judging it wiser to stay on the safe side. The invisible boundaries were respected, but she was still ridiculously close to Inferni territory. Bending the rules had always been her forte. Besides, she wasn't doing anything wrong. Just snooping around. - Gabriel de le Poer - 05-12-2009 [html]
- Lillith Stormbringer - 05-13-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v515/ ... ithban.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> The ashen femme did not immediately turn to face the man. Instead, she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. His scent, there was something strangely … refreshing about it. She did not know him, of course. But there was a special aura radiating from his body. She could feel it. There was no animosity in his tone of voice, either. The multi-colored male was willing to answer whatever questions she had, and Lillith planned on taking advantage of that opportunity. Dark eyelids gradually re-opened, revealing two malachite orbs. That’s when she first saw him. Eyes of pure citrine, multiple scars reflecting tales of blind devotion, and that star on his right shoulder… she’d seen it before. She’d definitely seen him before. In her dreams, more than likely. “I am looking for the chosen one,” she stated firmly. Mentioning his name hadn’t even crossed her mind. She was testing the waters, attempting to see if he was worthy of her trust. Not many people were. Lillith had always been cautious of whom she confided in. She had every reason to be. - Gabriel de le Poer - 05-13-2009 [html]
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His words reverberated in the back of her mind. Dead; Ahren de le Poer was dead. Her face showed no emotions, not even sadness. Feelings were being restrained; succumbing to them was not an option. There was a deafening silence, and then she heard something; a light buzzing sound in her right ear. It amplified exponentially, turning into high-pitched wails. Her mind grew rampant; voices from the abyss were calling out to her, mourning the downfall of an important man. A glint of distress flared in her apple-hued eyes, if only for a few seconds. One more soul had departed, leaving her behind in a realm of insanity. Lillith Stormbringer clenched her jaw while her mind processed the information. Both disappointment and anger bubbled inside of her. How dare he leave without her consent? Her gaze shifted back to her interlocutor, the man who had all the answers. “How?” That’s all she wanted to know for the time being. She could only hope his death had been spectacular; a grand finale that would do him justice. - Gabriel de le Poer - 05-14-2009 [html]
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His answer wasn’t as detailed as she’d hoped it would be. It, however, was enough to fuel Lillith’s imagination. She envisioned the Lake of Fire; a place where Sinners were meant to go after the Final Judgment; a prison for the dead, the ultimate punishment. And in the middle of it all, she saw him amongst liars, murderers and whoremongers. Unlike them though, his body wasn’t being consumed by brimstone and flames. He was reigning over a new empire, like the king he truly was. They would meet again in another life, she knew that much; part of that throne was rightfully hers. Just thinking about it sent shivers up her spine. Ahren de le Poer had been hers since the beginning of time. She wanted him even more now; even in death. Had they buried him? The man deserved his very own sepulcher, at the very least. Her lips spread into a graceless smirk as her attention returned to the man standing before her. Blue-green orbs were locked onto the charm around his neck; there was a longing in her eyes. “You remind me of him. What’s your name?” She knew by now that he was, in fact, Ahren's successor. - Gabriel de le Poer - 05-16-2009 [html]
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Gabriel de le Poer; his name was music to her ears. The messenger of God. She couldn’t help but wonder if Ahren had been the one to name him as a child. “Meus angelus,” she hissed through her teeth, choosing to baptize him as such. She would give him the world on a platter, if he wished it so. Thavardo’s legacy was kept alive through the blood flowing in his veins, and Lillith had plans for the boy. She would attain supremacy through him, something the visionary hadn’t succeeded in doing with her son. Who was she? Oh, the Stormbringer femme was many things. For one, she should’ve been his mother. It was unwise to mention such a thing though, for she did not know how highly he thought of Kaena. Her apprehension was kept under check for the time being. “I am the woman who came before Eve, often known as Lillitû in archaic mythology,” she paused, searching for a hint of recognition in his eyes of gold. "But you may call me Lillith." Surnames meant nothing to her, hence why she didn’t disclose any additional information. She did not belong to the Stormbringer family. - Gabriel de le Poer - 05-28-2009 [html]
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His question was like a slap across the face, and her eyes momentarily lit aflame. She simply could not provide an answer; that alone drove her wild with anger. Said anger was not directed at the Aquila, but mostly at herself for not knowing the solution to his equation. It would eventually come to her, she knew. But for the time being, Lillith was at a loss of words. Her thoughts revolved around the messenger, and what he meant to her. It was too early to decide how big of an impact he’d have on her life, but she was willing to give him a chance. “To finish what he started,” she replied flatly, surprising herself. That answer, it wasn’t hers. But it had slipped out of her maw nonetheless. Someone was breathing down her neck, and that entity had taken the opportunity to express itself. Who was it? The visionary? No. The entity was male. She could feel it in her gut. Whoever it was, the ashen femme openly embraced his presence. Her mind was racing, but her face remained placid. Two malachite orbs simply stared ahead, not really looking at anything or anyone in particular. - Gabriel de le Poer - 05-28-2009 [html]
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"Blessed is the one who reads the words of this prophecy, and blessed are those who hear it and take to heart what is written in it, because the time is near," she immediately countered, her voice firm and unwavering. The Book of Revelations was engraved in the back of her mind. Life itself was cluster of enigmas, one giant cryptogram, and that book was the answer to everything. She’d been taught how to read for one specific reason; to assimilate and use John’s writings to her advantage. While she didn’t particularly believe in any religion, the Apocalypse was very real to her. The visionary’s teachings had revolved around the final judgment and what could be done to achieve salvation. Gabriel had already proved himself. He was one in a million, just like his father had been. It suddenly became painfully obvious that she didn’t know the Aquila, or what he believed in. Were they meant to be allies or enemies? She wanted to idolize him and make him her new Ahren. It was too early to tell if such a thing was possible though. “I plan on sticking around,” she said pointedly, searching his face for a reaction. Her statement was in fact an invitation. She would take up residence close to Inferni, somewhere in the Dampwoods. And then maybe, just maybe, he’d seek her out like she hoped he would. - Gabriel de le Poer - 06-08-2009 [html]
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You can archive this m'love. :3 Other thread soon, ja? We need to plot something out. The younger boy fascinated her, thrilled her, and kept her entranced. The aura of mystery around him never ceased to amaze her. Reading people’s minds had always been an easy task for the madwoman; however, trying to do so with the Aquila was futile. He was obviously skilled at hiding his thoughts and feelings. It was unbelievably frustrating. Although he’d shown no signs of animosity, the dark femme felt indirectly threatened by the coldness in his eyes. He was an unpredictable man. Dismissing all negative thoughts, Lillith chose to embrace the moment and take his reply as a compliment. Whether he was being truthful or not was a different story, but she believed him nonetheless. “Very well. I’ll see you around, Gabriel.” Soon. Very soon. That being said, the teal-eyed girl turned on her heels and walked away, headed for the Dampwoods. She needed some time to digest the news. |