AtulKaliaDeal

15:44:23 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: It was like she had just stepped into existance...and in that next moment she was hanging off of the arm of the suit of armor before her. There was a faint glow of light around her darkened features, an aura of sorts that was visible to the naked eye. »
15:44:23 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » All expression was hidden from view behind her mask but her hues showed off brightness. Excitement. She beamed up at him, her voice purring with excitement. "I think... You must be who I am looking for!" She pulled tighter with her cling, "You make »
15:44:23 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » deals, right?" another pause where she just continued. "Grant wishes maybe? If you do I've come to strike a bargain." She stood back up at those words, soundlessly stepping back.
15:48:07 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: The armored figure does not move, even with the strongest of her tugs and the heaviest of her weights placed into those motions. It remains solid, still, and peering down at her with little visible interest or expression towards her. The voice that »
15:48:07 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » comes from the suit is hollow and deep, echoing as it fills the entirety of the suit and rattles out beyond the confines. "I am in the business of deals, yes. But business is a two way street. You should not expect payment to be simple to make."
15:55:03 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: Swayed, tilting her head to the side and replied. "I have heard stories, whispers. They dont seem to like you all that much." She paused, her voice was low... but it was like she spoke directly into your ear. Her voice was just there. She though »
15:55:03 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » sighed, and followed with "but of all the whispers, I've yet to know what kind of payments to expect." Her tone was full of that same energy, that same brightness. The look in her gaze was devious as she finished, "And nothing can be worse than »
15:55:03 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » serving Them." There was a dangerous glint in her gaze as her words died off.
15:59:52 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: The figure bends, at an unnatural angle that has its helm cocked directly into her zone. "You say this with such certainty and yet, what if my price for whatever it is you wish to ask of me is servitude to -me-?" He remains uncomfortably close, »
15:59:52 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » regardless of the reaction she might bear, and an echoing thrum sounds through the armor. "What is it you seek? My prices are set upon knowledge of what is being asked, and non-negotiable."
16:03:51 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: Those bright hues stared up at him as he bend over into her personal space. And she didnt miss a beat before offering without a respons to the first part of his statement... "I want to be free of the Naaru. I desire true free-will." Straight, to the »
16:03:51 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » point. Spoken like she had been begging for this for a very long time. There was true confidence. And even as he invaded her space, she didnt faulter. She stood her ground, her gaze staring up inquisitively as she awaited a response.
16:04:21 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: didnt miss a beat, offering up without a response*
16:09:32 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: "Free of the Naaru," he repeats, chuffing loudly with that echoing tone through the armor as he stands up once more, hands still at the small of his back. "You say this as if you have asked others before and they have been unable or unwilling to give »
16:09:32 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » you the freedom you seek." Head cants to the side, again so unnaturally angled, and another chuff sounds through. "Willingness to transfer your servitude to me? Where does that lie?"
16:14:26 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: Fire burned in the blackness of her eyes, emotionally charged she huffed in frustration. "Through out all of time I havent found anyone willing to go against the light." She near pouted, but it wouldnt be seen. "No one besides me." And again she »
16:14:26 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » huffed. Her gaze had been watching his movements each time they happened, but there was no fear. She was morbidly curious. "Servitude? And how would that differ from being a puppet for the light? I want freedom. How does this allow me to be free." »
16:14:26 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » She shifted her gaze, still having to tilt her head ever so slightly back to get a good look at him. She wanted answers now.
16:15:07 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: allow me to be free?*
16:19:09 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: His shoulders rise and slump again, the armor clanking and clicking against itself in the motion. "Your will shall be your own, and rarely would I call upon you, but should I? You answer. You would be unable to ignore my calls and incapable of defying »
16:19:09 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » orders." Yes, he's aware this is exactly the same as she already asks to get free from. "I forsee no reason for me to call upon you other than my own boredom, as I am not in need of anything from a creature such as yourself on any other front."
16:28:29 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: There it was, wariness crossed her features and she shifted her weight from foot to foot... She weighed her options, and actually stayed quiet for a while... she stared up at him as she thought, even forgetting to blink... she was distracted. Finally »
16:28:29 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » she had come to a conclusion, "Far better to serve someone who has no use for you than someone who has too much need for you." Her tone was musing, and her sway and distracted look as she spoke was evident, finally as she continued she stiffened up »
16:28:29 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » again, and with that confidence she would continue. "If I were to accept your bargain, I'm only doing it to be free of the binds of a path I no longer choose to follow." That was the first time a seriousness came over her, and she fixed him with »
16:28:29 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » that black stare. "My service to you will be begrudginly until Its purpose becomes meaningful." She swallowed, "Do you understand?"
16:34:13 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: "I do not require you to enjoy your time under my hand, only that you do as you are ordered when the time comes." He leans down once more, bending at an angle at the waist, and replaces his helm's visage near hers. "The primary order you will be given »
16:34:13 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » is one of physical gratification." He tilts his head and gives her a long, loud and armor-shuddering sniff. "Not that it seems this will be issue for you." Standing again, he scoffs. "Occasionally it may be for myself, though more than likely you »
16:34:13 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » will be ordered to give this gratification to mortals of my choosing. Do -you- understand?"
16:42:18 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: He was starting to weird her out, but she had no issue pushing it aside. She brightened up, those were terms she could understand so very well. That sniff though, her eyes narrowed at the sound with brows knitting. That distraction was long gone at the »
16:42:18 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » continuation of his words... and her posture shifted again as he put distance between them with his standing. She wasnt so much uncomfortable as restless. And in response her words were the softest of excited purrs. "And thats supposed to be my »
16:42:18 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » payment. My servitude?" Her mind ran wild with possiblities. And they all pointed towards that one thought, "And how does one... seal the deal?" That tone was back to bright and bubbly, and she was back clinging to his arm, peering up at him with »
16:42:18 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » that exited glint back to her stare.
16:46:50 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: The -intent- is to make her uncomfortable, to force her to think this through before making the decision. Her query for clarification earns her a simple, silent nod from him. "Your bond under me will only break should you be destroyed beyond repair or »
16:46:50 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » the end times of your form, as I doubt you are capable of traversing realms, and reconstructing you to do so is more work than you are worth." He remains still, again, as she hangs off of him, the armor sizzling with black heat that would burn a »
16:46:50 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » mortal's flesh easily. "This is dependent on the binding process of your 'Naaru'."
16:56:43 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: She nodded, "Not realms but Im really good at making sure no one knows I am there." That glint to her eye, pride? "Maybe not the best but... Ive heard some useful information with that trick." And a humble ramble to back it up, she was growing nevous »
16:56:43 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » by her personaily denied her the ability to show it other than her over-familiarity, lack of boundaries and general restlessness to her demeanor. She then added, "I was createtd by them. To break the binds someone would have to be able to corrupt »
16:56:43 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » the light inside me." She still clung but her gaze shifted to the side with what she spoke next. "Its supposed to be a painful process. But no one can tell me anything more. So far all Ive managed to learn." By her tone and the shift of her gaze she »
16:56:43 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » minimized what she knew, she was wary of it. She knew what she wanted, "I suppose you're stuck with me then! If your bond is what you say it is then you'll be pleased to know I seem to be rather hard to kill." She was trying so hard, and that bubbly »
16:56:43 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » tone persisted once more.
16:57:48 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: but her personality*
17:01:10 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: so far its all I've managed*
17:02:55 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: "Open your mouth," the voice thrums, again rattling through the armor in a tone of vague disinterest. Corruption is what he does best, after all, and it's rather boring that -this- is all she needs. Whether she does as he orders or not, a searing »
17:02:55 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » tendril of shadowed abyss pushes under her mask, between her lips and down her throat. She may gag and struggle, but it will be pointless, as the process does not cease or stutter. The tendril forces its way down to her core, filling her out by »
17:02:55 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » expanding the deeper it goes, and yet, he remains standing there, staring down at her as if nothing is happening - as if he's -bored-. "I did not say until you are killed. I said until your existence is destroyed beyond reasonable repair. Death is »
17:02:55 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » no obstacle in my command."
17:15:06 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: There was absolutely no time to process what exactly was going on... all she knew was that this creature (who seemed entirely bored mind you) was suffocating her. There was a point where she understood what painful meant. She couldnt breathe, her body »
17:15:06 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » was being ripped apart from the inside she was sure of it and the whole while those black hues stared wide, terrified as there was nothing she could do. Any sounds of her struggle were muffled by the tendril.. and there were plenty of those struggle »
17:15:06 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » sounds in the beginning. They died down the longer this persisted.
17:23:12 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: The tendril extends beyond her stomach, spreading still and beyond the walls of her innards until the dark void has consumed and claimed each minute centimeter of her form. As it reaches up to her head, her vision will cloud and dissolve, her mind and »
17:23:12 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » its activity quickly following. He's killing her, slowly, controlled, and with a quiet yawn somewhere within that helm of his. The tendril takes her heart last, if she has one, coiling around her center and squeezing it, constricting as the darkness »
17:23:12 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » sinks in through its walls and corrupts it to her core. As this final step occurs, those motionless hands unlace from his back and one comes forward, taking her throat in palm and lifting her up, high above himself as the other hand settles between »
17:23:12 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » her breasts on her sternum. That hand phases through her body, reaching in and grasping at that final organ, tugging at it once before clenching about it and yanking it from her chest. Once it is out, he drops her to the ground, and the tendril »
17:23:12 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » slithers out of her body swiftly, leaving her there on her feet. "You will feel unwell for a brief period of time." That organ, or manifestation of her core if she did not bear a heart, is held out to the side, and yet she should feel no different »
17:23:12 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » without it. Freer, perhaps, but not bearing that core within her body bears no affect.
17:31:48 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: At some point her mind went black, at somepoint the pain had become so much that it was as if her body had been ripped apart. But neither of those times were until the constircting of her core, her heart, and that was the last thing she remembered. »
17:31:48 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » When all hope had been lost, whatever hope there was... what did she expect? And when he removed it, her colors muted, the small golden shine of light was gone. And when her mind came too, she was standing and without the aid she sunk into a doubled »
17:31:48 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » over crouch. Unwell was an understatement. But she meekly nodded, her head as close to her knees as she could as she rolled into a sitting position. She was overwhelmed more than anything, any pain could be bared... her mind was in utter chaos after »
17:31:48 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » all that.
17:32:18 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: his aid*
17:36:07 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: Even in his hand, her heart thumps back to life, though now it is dark and bubbles and courses with black abysmal energy. That hand brings the heart towards his helm, phasing through the metal and pushing the organ into what can only be assumed is his »
17:36:07 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » maw. Consumed, swallowed down whole for safe keeping. The hand, empty now, returns to the small of his back alongside the other, lacing fingers together as his blank, bored attention returns to her. "I will allow you a week to regain your barings. »
17:36:07 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: » After that, you will return to me, here. If you do not, the bargain will be voided and you will cease to exist. Am I clear?"
17:39:29 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: That black stare lifted and she would nod, and she would need that week... everything had become so very different, and in many ways her expectations did not meet reality. She was all of a sudden a fish out of water, and it showed. She didnt have the »
17:39:29 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: » mind to use words, but there was no doubt that she understood with that dumb, meek little nod she did.
17:41:19 [Atulkel-WyrmrestAccord]: Simply, he looks out forward from himself once more, shooing her away by turning her at the shoulder with a tendril of void and pushing her off. He says nothing, acknowledging her no further.
17:42:36 [Arsinecke-WyrmrestAccord]: And she was pushed to her feet, and away glancing over her shoulder until she seemed to step out of existance, just as she had appeared to begin with.