Nashandra: Humanity and Goals

[13:01:52] The head of the blunette hung for a moment, she felt horrid that she didn't have the heart to fight Thom, not seriously, not sincerely. The way she just sat there for a moment, and how quickly it disappeared as Thom came into her face, her eyes winced shut, she was afraid of getting hit by Thom, the way his agression.

The blue hues openned, fearfully, it was the time to reitterate teh truth."Thom, I don't have the heart to fight you, you're my brother, I could never seriously fight you. Above even my own well being, I'd be afraid of hurting you. I care too much about you to do that." IT wasn't cowardice, it was love, too much the such to risk his harm, to damage his well being.

Her eyes quiverred, with sorrow, even as her body stood with fear. She shook at the knee, afraid of him lashing out even more severely. "If. . . if you can only harbor ill will for me, just. . .please go, Thom. I don't want to lose sight of who you were before any of this, I don't want to lose sight of my little brother." It was there, that it hit, it was a tear, she really just didn't want to fight him, at all in the slightest.

It was with a step out of the chair and backwards, getting away from the means, to get away from Thom as she didn't want him in her face any more, his anger, it terrified her. Perhaps Thom could read this, although, The woman herself? She'd not ever seen "Nashandra, I require a gesture of trust, and I know this will be hard for you, as it completes you. but I want to destroy only but the Grayrot itself. To burn it and it alone out of existance, you will be spared, so long as you're willing to let what you've touted as easy enough to weaponize that Clio herself could, I no longer trust allowing its continued existance to stand." The blue eyes turned, she couldn't look at THom any further, even if she knew it was distinctly possible that he could punch Liara for this demand of the one completed by the Grayrot, but it was a rather simple request, the destruction of weaponizable materials. She even kindly acknowledged that it completes Nashandra individually.

"It's the only way I'd be willing to trust you again, Nashandra."

"As for Quazla, he can stay." It was tokenly minor, but acknowledgement of a side matter.
(Liara Myr)


{There is rejection, though it is drowned in chaos. There's also a lack of response from Liara due to said chaos. Nonetheless, Nashandra rejects the ultimatum and places a target on herself.}

[10:52:35] Her smaller hand clenching Thom's, the silver entity had dragged the belligerent man out of the confines of the Keep and down toward one of the habitations she had appropriated herself. No one would be allowed to follow, as she'd be quick to close the door behind them as they would be freed from any prying eyes.

The home was devoid of most decoration, modest, and well kept. Tidy to the smallest of details. Nashandra Had since then freed Thom from her grip, and he was free to wander inside. Her visage would however keep from presenting itself to the man. She avoided eye contact.

"You ... Wanted to talk about some things?"

She kept a hint of her inhmanity in her voice, but one could hear that it was shakey. Unusual of her. The homunculus would pace around, visibly anxious despite attempts to maintain her hollow demeanor.
(Nashandra)
[10:56:51] There was stilll anger on him. A pulsing of eletrical energy hung in the air is just waiting to strike, but as they drew further and further away from the keep it would lessen. Eventually only the occasional flash of red lighting could be seen as the door behind them closed.

The golden glowing hues glanced around the house.. It was.. True a clean place. Better then the majority of places Thom stayed in which were ussually covered in blood or gears or other things. However after a second or two he heard the woman's words and once more paid attention to her.

"Yeah. I wanted to make a report I guess. I've been out of Cinderfall and.. You like to know what I'm doing..."

The eyes focused on Nashandra, noticing her shakeyness and.. her anxiousness.

".. You seem stressed. If you're worried that I'm mad at you or something about how the meeting went.. I'm not mad at you. Disapointed a little you voted for the ghost but.. Not mad."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[11:01:58] "I do, yes."

Finally she'd glance right at his direction. Her silver pupils, no longer appearing as a window to an abyss, but far more charged with humanity. They were wide open, capturing the features of the young Thom as she'd allow him to scrutinize her just the same.

"I'm not worried about that. I ... I have my reasons to choose the spirit."

An fleeting gaze once more, but it would not last. A step was taken to his direction, before her hair would be brushed to the side and her eyes fixated his once more.

"I worry about you, Thom. And ... I'm concerned with Miss Liara's request."

A hand would raise toward Thom's direction, only to land on his arm.

"She fears me. And she'll try to hurt me if I show myself threatening. I need someone I can ... Use, up there. And ... I don't want to use you, Thom. No. I cannot use you. You're too precious to me. You're too important."
(Nashandra)
[11:07:56] There were.. A few blinks of confusion at first. The golden hues stared at Nashandra, stared at her eyes.. They were differnt from before in some way but the man was unable t osee just how. It confused him a bit.

"Are.. You ok?" Thom asked, not moving really as the woman cam closer to him. "I mean.. I you never said you worried about me before. Mainly.. wanting to keep me around because of my value.. And because you want to live." The man was slightly picking appart differnces but still seemed confused, even a flicker of his eyelids upon feeling her hand on his arm.

"She will try. Liara is resolute in her beliefs, but.. She won't lay a finger on me, so I'll do my best so she doesn't leave a finger on you." The red haired man said simply before blinking.

"I'm.. Precious to you? I know you said I have high value but.." A slgiht blush danced on his cheeks under the mask. "Is Yorrick helping you learn new words again? Or.."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[11:16:28] "It was the first thing I noticed in you. The value you'd present to others. You've become far more valuable to me overtime ... And not just through a practical perspective."

Her hand slowly slid over to his shoulder, and gently, down toward his chest as a gap still separated them. Her gaze focused on this singular motion. It would halt around the center of her chest.

"You speak like I'm a jewel you've given your life to polish. You are a beautiful man, Thom."

Quite the odd compliments from her. Silver eyes rose once more to his. It would be impossible to translate the emotions flowing through the. It was as if she were purposely trying to project emotions, while being genuine at the same time.

"I am the one with the big words. Not you or Mister Yorrick ... Tell me ... What did you want to tell me?"

Slowly, her body would press against his, as her ear dug itself on his chest. She wanted to hear his heartbeats, as he was invited to spill the beans.
(Nashandra)
[11:17:20] Nashandra: (sorry had a skype
[11:17:20] Thom M. Takashi: ((all good
[11:24:09] A smile slightly came over his face as the crimson on his cheeks slightly increased. The man by now was far more used to being scolded then complemented by just about everyone.. Made fun of, insulted.. These sorts of things always had bothered him so.. Just being told this made his heart soar a little.

"Thank you Madame.. I'm.. I'm glad that through time I've managed to prove my value to you." The red haired man would say, blink a bit at the feeling of the hand moving on his shoulder and on his chest.. Though if he objected to it he did not say. The golden hues would look into her own silver ones as for a few seconds he remained quiet, simply held in Nashandra's arms, her ear on his chest..

But then there was time to speak.

"New Alteros.. Damian Kyros is king, the brother of Vanarya.. And in Loranthis the red queen prepares for a war agaisnt Ehren Kien.. I want to assist in the latter struggle."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[11:30:08] "Nashandra."

A correction to his 'madame'. Her body's pressure on his would accentuate as his heart rate increased with the contact made. She was somewhat mesmerized by the sounds of his chest pounding.

"... I see. Why help in that conflict? Then again ... Ehren Kien's death would be of benefit ..."

She'd mumble, biting her lower lip at the thoughts going through her mind. Purpose. She lacked so much of it. But now, now opportunities arose, and Cinderfall's sank rather quickly. She had given them a chance, and they were throwing it away out of misplaced distrust. Had they waited a little more, and it would be more sensible.

Rising her chin, she would glance at the taller Thom.

"You ... Are not siding with that beast of a man, correct?"
(Nashandra)
[11:36:06] A slight blink of suprise.

"Nashandra." he repeated with a nod, looking towards her a little bit as her ear continued to press into his chest. A thousand thoughts must have been going through his head, confusion on a level not often seen. But then he would nod and speak up.

"There is.. knowlege that I wish to procure within Loranthis. Knowlege within the White Tower that I can use. With that.. I would better be able to protect everyone I care about.. And to fufill my goals. So I struck a deal with the red queen. I then challeneged her to a fight, and was able to make the deal even better."

The feeling of Neberian gloves might have gently pressed against Nashandra.. Leatherworking not often found in Valmasia.

"I fight for her in that battle and I get the knowlege I want.. As well as the gloves I currently bare.."
(Thom M. Takashi)
[11:48:03] "That's ... Silly. So like you ..."

Nashandra mumbled. Humanity just oozed out of her otherwise inhumane being. Hands that hand set themselves on Thom's back as she had been embracing him. They would retract, returning to Thom's chest instead, flat as they felt the surface of his being.

"This world ... Forever plagued by cycles alternating between the two extremes we see today. It makes me sick, Thom. It makes everyone sick. It made Cinderfall go sick. I hate it. I don't like this place. I don't like how the world is."

The red queen. She presented an opportunity. One she would have to seize quickly. It was quite clear they were desperate if Thom was asked to help. And a Vampire would present a power very few could match.

He visage rose in the midst of these thoughtful, emotionally charged words. Almost randomly, she would lay her lips on his. No true warning, nothing. They would linger for a good five seconds before severing. Just enough for him to get her taste.
(Nashandra)
[11:53:10] A chuckle from the hooded man.

"My plans always seem to be.. entertaiing. Not the smartest but deifnately entertaining I would think." Thom said with a bit of a smile, feeling her embrace before feeling her hands move to her chest.

"And yes.. This world is plauged.. I am only twenty three but I'm already growing.. tired of it to say the least. The more I see Cinderfall, the more I hate it, and there is no other place that I can call home.. I want to change it. This world.. I want to make it not as sick. I want to-"

Thom seemed as if he were about to go on a tangent, but before he could say more.. He was interupted by the feeling of lips. There bored a moment of stillness, of nothing mroe then sheer confusion as his body tensed up.. The slowly the tension eased out with every waning second.

She drew away. And he spoke again.

"Nashandra?"
(Thom M. Takashi)
[12:00:00] She chuckled at his confusion. A hand raising to cup his cheek before she'd slowly brush away his hood in order to expose the rest of his head.

"You seem at a loss, Thom. Have I intimidated you again?"

She tilted her head, as her hand continued to gently stroke his chest. It'd slowly descend, though not as far as the more twisted would imagine. No, she wanted to grab a feel of his physiology.

"It is adorable. A big man, intimidated by small little me. And that with only a single gesture."

Her free hand would come to boop his nose with the index finger. Her eyes remained fixed on his, as she'd once again clamp her upper jaw on her lower lip.
(Nashandra)
[12:05:58] The hood is brushed away. Short but red hair, the color of flames are in a little bit of a mess atop of a bronze face. Golden eyes glance outwards, a light shining from them never dimming past that of a night light. Crimson dots his cheeks, while orange freckle marks also seem to remain, though looking ever so faded. A man in the youth of his life yet utterly confused.

"A loss yes.. I wasn't.. Expecting that."

The Takashi says, though his eyes do not look away from the silver haired woman's own. He does not faulter past the inital confusion, or perhaps.. Does he think Nashandra's hand moving downwards was only teasing him? He was used to being the one doing the complementing between himself and Nashandra after all.

"Not that intimidated, just.. Suprised." he said, blinking a few times. "When you said you needed me.. I thought you meant to stay by your side. Not to kiss." A slight blush once more. "Not that that's a bad thing.."
(Thom M. Takashi)

{A bit of light smut, mostly irrelevant}

[13:20:12] "Are you insinuating I'm weird?"

She rose a brow, though attempting to provoke a reaction from the redhead over actually maing the remark. His words prompted chuckles, and his teasing very little reaction. She felt it alright, but had been far too good at concealing these things to let him indulge in the same delicacy.

"Rather ... Since you have that Vampire under control, it will not be hard to approach her. No. I want to meet her. And propose a project to her. One in which you will help me, Thom."

Her more neutral demeanor took root finally, though hints of humanity remained in her gaze and expression. However her voice would certainly be 'old Nashandra'.

"We will be screwing each other's brains out for years if we do this right, Thom. To finally break this cycle and bring Valmasia in a state where ... Humans have control, finally. Or rather, what they make has control. Where Kraus' errors no longer plague us. Where Azrael's envy no longer enthralls us. And to do that, I need overwhelming manpower."

She'd land a kiss on his cheek.
(Nashandra)
[13:26:11] A shake of Thom's head as the red haired man gently rose his hands. He tried to think of a way to phrase it, but in all honesty there was only one phrase that came to mind. A chuckle of his own, hoping that Nashandra would not be offended.

"It felt like the first time all over again.." The red haired man said, staring slightly upwards towards the wooden ceiling of the house. "And very well. I have spoken with her about bringing guests before.. I would have sent a letter if you did not send for me first. And a project? I am curious Nashandra~"

The neutral demenanor she took was noted on more. The look of a woman with plans, with goals. The look of a woman he always wished to listen to. He gave her his full attention, or the majority at least, a singular hand moving along her back, her spine in a playful manner.

"Such an idea sounds wonderful to me.. Ending a cycle that Valmasia has been in for centuries.. Bringing Valmasia to a new state where many of failed.. Obtaining control of all, of destiny.. To throw off the yolk of Kraus' mistakes.. We will get the power to do whatever you desire."

The kiss would be returned with one placed to Nashandra's forehead.
(Thom M. Takashi)
[13:27:53] Nashandra: <*She chuckled*> You're sweet. I'm sure that sweetness even got that Vampire calmed.
[13:27:53] Nashandra: But ...
[13:27:53] Nashandra: I will tell you now, Thom.
[13:28:44] Nashandra: My plan, involves an immense amount of death and destruction. For in order to create, one must first destroy.
[13:28:44] Nashandra: Well, not all the time.
[13:28:44] Nashandra: But in this case ... Centuries of failures and chaos.
[13:29:36] Nashandra: To bring something new, the old must be majorly rectified. Perhaps not purged, but the world will not be the same.
[13:29:36] Nashandra: I do not speak of a utopia like Azrael may have envisioned.
[13:29:36] Thom M. Takashi: ... A long while ago I was opposed to death. Opposed to destruction. But I see the world is far too archaic.. I believe the saying is you have to break a few eggs to make an omlet?
[13:29:36] Nashandra: A very weak expression compared to my vision.
[13:30:27] Nashandra: If you mean the end of hundred of thousands of lives, then possibly.
[13:30:27] Nashandra: Though ...
[13:30:27] Nashandra: One cannot say they will be truly killed.
[13:30:27] Nashandra: Rather ... If my vision is true, then they will be like me.
[13:30:27] Nashandra: New beings.
[13:30:27] Nashandra: Born not of Kraus' model.
[13:30:27] Nashandra: But man's.
[13:30:27] Thom M. Takashi: -blink blink and a tilt of his head-
[13:31:18] Nashandra: Beings physically unbound by the limits of this All-Father.
[13:31:18] Nashandra: As I am.
[13:31:18] Thom M. Takashi: If you desire it, it shall be done.
[13:32:09] Nashandra: Forever evolving. And destined to surpass the angels.
[13:32:09] Thom M. Takashi: These new beings.. More of them will come into existance.
[13:32:09] Nashandra: Just as, I believe, was Kraus' intention.
[13:32:09] Nashandra: Thom.
[13:32:09] Thom M. Takashi: Yes?
[13:32:09] Nashandra: I envision a world where humanity is but a past memory.
[13:32:09] Nashandra: And transcends.
[13:32:09] Nashandra: Not by the hand of a God.
[13:33:00] Nashandra: But by humanity's own hand.
[13:33:00] Nashandra: To achieve such a goal, however ... People like this Red Queen are necessary.
[13:33:52] Thom M. Takashi: .. Would these new beings.. Would people be able to become them?
[13:33:52] Nashandra: They will replace people.
[13:34:43] Thom M. Takashi: .. Perhaps that is bad phrasing on my part.
[13:34:43] Thom M. Takashi: What I mean to ask
[13:34:43] Nashandra: People will live in them. So yes, technically they become them.
[13:34:43] Thom M. Takashi: -places a kiss on her lips- Will you take me with you to this vision?
[13:35:34] Nashandra: Thom, I would not invite you to have sex with me and then tell you this if I didn't intend to have you by my side.
[13:35:34] Thom M. Takashi: That is all I need to hear.
[13:35:34] Nashandra: I just ... Insist you do not spread this ideology.
[13:35:34] Nashandra: It is not one that thrives through popularity.
[13:36:25] Thom M. Takashi: -raises a brow- .. Very well. I will not.
[13:36:25] Nashandra: But this endless cycle of reincarnation and pollution of the soul.
[13:36:25] Nashandra: This divince FARCE we all have to abide to.
[13:36:25] Nashandra: No more.
[13:37:16] Nashandra: It turns people like Miss Liara into useful clowns.
[13:37:16] Nashandra: Setting aside rationality for some archaic ideology.
[13:37:16] Thom M. Takashi: Truthfully it does..
[13:37:16] Nashandra: Tch.
[13:38:08] Nashandra: New Alteros ...
[13:38:08] Nashandra: I'll need to pocket it before they attack.
[13:38:08] Thom M. Takashi: Oh?
[13:38:59] Nashandra: How easy would it be to penetrate your friend's mind and perspective?
[13:38:59] Thom M. Takashi: Oscuri are honor bound and fighters. I imagine all I would have to do is invoke a duel. Not for control fully but for an objective or two.
[13:39:50] Nashandra: Good.
[13:39:50] Nashandra: Let's use religious sophism to convince him this is his fate or something.
[13:39:50] Nashandra: That it is the true way to give homage to Azrael.
[13:39:50] Nashandra: Just beat him in a duel.
[13:39:50] Thom M. Takashi: ..-nods- Will be easy enough.
[13:39:50] Nashandra: And he'll be easy to convince.
[13:40:41] Nashandra: With Alteros pocketed ... We could get the Lich King swiftly enough.
[13:40:41] Nashandra: One thing I am worried about is the Redeemer ...
[13:40:41] Nashandra: Hmmm.
[13:40:41] Nashandra: I need time to think.
[13:41:32] Nashandra: <*She'd lie flat on her back*>
[13:41:32] Thom M. Takashi: .. I would not reccomend going after the lich king right away. We should accumulate power first.. I have an idea.
[13:41:32] Nashandra: Speak.
[13:41:32] Thom M. Takashi: You have heard of Gorandis yes? And the creatures he summoned?
[13:42:24] Nashandra: Yes, Dumuzid's faithful servant.
[13:42:24] Thom M. Takashi: I intend to take his knowlege, to take his power.
[13:42:24] Thom M. Takashi: And use it.
[13:42:24] Nashandra: Alright.
[13:42:24] Nashandra: That does sound particularly interesting.
[13:43:15] Nashandra: The Vampire is to provide adequate information?
[13:43:15] Thom M. Takashi: -cracks a grin- Doesn't it? And yes. The Vampire will allow me to view the information after the war.
[13:43:15] Thom M. Takashi: I could look at it now but..
[13:43:15] Thom M. Takashi: Ehren Kien taking Loranthis does not seem very good.
[13:43:15] Nashandra: No, he is to be terminated.
[13:44:06] Thom M. Takashi: Percisely
[13:44:57] Nashandra: Alright.
[13:44:57] Nashandra: I'll inform Harkon.
[13:44:57] Nashandra: We will rift to Loranthis when adequate.
[13:44:57] Thom M. Takashi: -nods-
[13:44:57] Nashandra: We have a lot to do.
[13:44:57] Nashandra: And we will do it swiftly.
[13:45:48] Thom M. Takashi: Indeed.
[13:45:48] Thom M. Takashi: We shall make haste.
[13:45:48] Nashandra: <*Yawned*> Now ... G'night, Thom.
[13:45:48] Thom M. Takashi: -blink blink then chuckles- Goodnight Nashandra. Sweet dreams.