~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

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"Notice anything strange around here?" Asked Mordihm, talking to Celestia as if they had never been separated.

She stowed the dagger and ran and jumped on him holding him tightly. "I was getting worried."  She cried.  "I couldn't see you back there..  I thought he might have trapped you."

Mordihm hugged her and answered
"No, it wouldn't have been that easy to trap me"
feeling slightly like a coward because the only reason he had successfully escaped was her distraction.
"How's your paw?"
 
Quote: Mordihm hugged her and answered
"No, it wouldn't have been that easy to trap me"
feeling slightly like a coward because the only reason he had successfully escaped was her distraction.
"How's your paw?"
She unwrapped it. "He's never had this effect on me before..." She held it up, the gash was quite wide and a lightning could be seen inside it. "I need my healer for thins I think, but there's no way to get to him now. I have already taken damage from a prior encounter, he fixed most of it." She looked into his eyes where she could see what looked like galaxies. She smiled at him,then looked around again. I think some thing's in here... but I am not sure if I can call it evil."
 
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Attention! All Battle of the Empires RPers, gather 'round!

So Chic and I have been discussing a new plot through PM. If we follow through with it we will wrap up our plans and "send the eternals and shadows home", so to speak, and not RP them anymore unless Senkah and Little Purity break out of their prisons. We will do a vote on which plot we will go with; PM me if you want to keep the eternals and shadows or move on with the new plot. As for the new plot... well, that's a surprise... *evil laugh* but I assure you it will be EPIC. PM me if you have any questions :)
 
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It grew late and Nostros made his way to his quarters. Kasha had done as suggested and followed him everywhere, staying silent of course. There had been little congratulations from the Terrellians, for most knew that the Kings decision was dangerous. Kasha was frightened after he had entered his room. She was not supposed to be in there until they wed, but Krits told her not to leave him alone at all. She took a deep breath and walked in.

Nostros gave her a blank stare. "You are not supposed to be in here."

"I... I am concerned for you. You are not yourself, I don't believe that you should be left alone." She shook as she spoke to him.

"Fine... why not... I might as well be labeled a womanizer... after all I will be one of the few Terrellian males in history to ever have more than one wife; doesn't that make me special." He angrily ripped a sheet of his bed and threw it at her. "There." he pointed at the bed Then he pulled off the other blankets.

She backed up toward the door. "I.. I 'd rather sleep on the floor." She fought back the forming tears.

"No... there." He pointed to the bed. "I am sleeping on the floor." He put the rest of the blankets on the floor and took a pillow.

Little know to Kasha that Krits was standing outside the door observing everything. "Hurry up Crut." He mumbled quietly.

Kasha was still in her ceremonial gown and just laid down carefully. She regretted having said anything to Nostros at all on Tytos about her feelings, and who she really was. She could not sleep, she just lay there staring into the darkness
 
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Illy grunted, a little perturbed. "Know you? Of course I barley know you, you like a itty bitty clam that you can't open up no matter what." He formed his hands together in an example of a clam and shook them. "It was you who said... 'You have your secrets and I have mine' blah blah blah." Then he started looking for the bandage wrap he had taken off earlier. He didn't care if it were bloody he needed to put something on. "You also take accidents like it happened on purpose and make people pay for it. You can't even tell me why you hate Terrellian's, and I think I have been patient about that. I see your insulting looks and your disdain, and it makes me sick. Heck would your mother approve? Would your father?"

(almost there, he's got to get riled up, he's more patient than she is)
Callabine stiffened and slowly turned to face Illykran, her eyes dark with rage. "How dare you! How dare you say such a thing! You have no idea what my life is like! And don't you ever ask me what my mother would think! She was a much better person than you, and she never bragged about how great she was or what famous battles she had been in! She always told me the truth about battles, how battles are just an excuse for the people who won to brag about their so-called great deeds, while glossing over the fact that they have killed someone's son or wife or husband or daughter, or niece, nephew, uncle, aunt, or cousin! That they have torn someone's family in a way that can never be healed! When was the last time you saw the losing side's account of the battle in a history book? And my hatred of Terrellians is no concern of yours! I make you sick? It is you who needs to open your eyes to what goes on around you! Terrellians are not saints, they do horrible things just like all the other races!" She clenched her fists, her hands trembling with fury, then slammed her fist down on the table. Cracks spread across the tabletop before the legs snapped off and the table collapsed.
Fine then have it out, throw your little tantrum. "I haven't bragged about anything, and when the enemy comes and attacks peaceful worlds for nothing... do you expect me to stand by and watch them slaughter my people, and my children!? What do you take me for some kind of warmonger?" He snorted at the rage she demonstrated. "Terrellians are the most peaceful race out there, they put others before themselves. They are not perfect but they don't have it in them to hurt anyone unless its in defense of others or in the name of justice. Centaurs are not far behind them. We all share a bond of light. Simmer down mare.... and you don't make me sick, its your manner." He kept his distance because he didn't know how far she'd go. He did not want to hurt her if she really did attack him. Plus he had an ugly spat with a wife once and let her beat the tar out of him... then she never forgave herself for going that far.
"'Terrellains are the most peaceful race out there, they put others before themselves' and they don't hurt anyone unless it's 'in defence of others or in the name of justice'? What alternate world do you live in, because it's certainly not this one! And I never said that you were a warmonger. Try actually listening to what I'm saying instead of picking out bits and twisting their meanings!"
 
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