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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 6, 2007 20:49:16 GMT -5
Rylton woke in the morning, as expected. His eyes had dulled to an eerie dark brown. His hair was touseled, his skin pale. Slowly he picked himself off the floor with a groan, shaking out the numbness in his limbs.
"Up bloodsucker....you were scheduled for a trial this morning, but we've been asked to release you, so come on...get up..." He was hauled roughly from the cell and shoved into the sunlight of outside. Which only served to make his head pound worse.
He used the wall to walk a little bit before regaining himself. He grit his jaw, and though his head felt as if it were splitting in two, he had to go to find him....Alyvyll.....he needed to make sure he was alright an that....ugh....maybe after some pain pills..no! He tured from walking towards his apartment, instead heading for the temples.
He was so late for work....He briefly wondered if being held in prison was grounds enough for a day off...
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Post by Raimi on Oct 6, 2007 20:58:26 GMT -5
"Where is he?!" Trielinil asked.
"He's still in his chambers, purifying himself." the Priest answered slowly.
The life-bearer sighed and rubbed his temples. He'd grounded Xulle for a LONG while for leaving his brother out in the city alone. And if he could, he'd love to strangle Alyvyll for being so dense.
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"Where is he?!" he demanded shrilly. He wanted to know WHERE that handsome chunk of Vampire meat was. It wasn't everyday he came to this blasted rock of pollution.
It was bad for his skin and his hair..
Ugh.
But he came anyway. Because he KNEW Rylton would be ready and willing to whisk him off somewhere marvelous!
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 6, 2007 21:06:48 GMT -5
Rylton squinted,the sun doing nothing for his headache except for making his eye ache on top of that. He finally caught sight of The Pits, and relief spread through him. He moved into the shadow of the temple, hands in his pockets and quietly entered in through the door.
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"Please, quiet your self. We are almost there." Zekwae glanced at the young man beside him. He'd flwn in last night, on his mates request, and though he didn't agree with it-it was his mates choice-he was to introduce Rylton to his bethrothed. They'd been promised to achother upon birth, seeing as how this boy was of privelaged blood.
Rylton should be proud to be promised to one such...maybe. The spirits were favoring him! They'd been informed by the dock owner that he was impressed by Rylton, and was intent on hiring the vampire halfbreed.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 6, 2007 21:08:39 GMT -5
"May I hep you?" a Monk asked, seeing the vampire enter, keeping his expression of disgust when he smelt, and saw the state of the man.
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"Good." he said, fanning himself a bit. The air was so stuffy here...didn't they have a breeze or anything??
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 6, 2007 21:12:35 GMT -5
"Um..." he shook his head, trying to clear it. "Blessing," he finally got out. He would be nuts if he asked for Alyvyll in person. "I need to reserve a blessing. Today!As soon as possible." He nodded, immediately groaning. Gods.....his head. Damnit!
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Zekwae refrained from rolling his eyes and walked gracefully up the steps to his sons apartment. He knocked before his brow furrowed. His keys were on the ground....
He bent and picked them up, unlocking the door, walking inside. "Rylton?" He asked, walking into the empty apartment.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 6, 2007 21:18:22 GMT -5
"I see. I can ask a Priest to preform a blessing upon you, if you'd like to wait just a moment..."
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Vicdra followed him in, glancing around, a bit distastefully. It was barren...and...the dishes were all dirty.
Yuck. Typical life-giver.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 6, 2007 21:23:01 GMT -5
"No," he objected. "High priest....I uh....I was blessed by the high priest two days ago. I'm going to need that again. I'll make a gracious donation..?" He offered, wondering just how insane he looked. He needed to see him....and Gods! He needed some pills! He felt like throwing up, the pain was radiating through his entire body. Maybe he could have Alyvyll curse the guard for knocking him upside the head.
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"I looks as if he's out...I was sure he didn't have work today. He' being promoted," he smiled in pride before sighing. "We shall wait here, I suppose. If you sit, I'll get to work. I swear, this son of mine," he rolled his red eyes, sweeping through the room as if on air towards the kitchen.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 6, 2007 21:25:50 GMT -5
"I'm sorry, sir. But his Grace can not preform any blessings at this time. I'm sure one of our Priests can preform the same blessing the same way."
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He wrinkled his nose a bit. "Fine, fine." He looked like he would throw up by being near the couch, but sat on the very edge anyway.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 6, 2007 21:30:40 GMT -5
He hissed out a breath. "No...it has to be the High Priest, look...." he rolled his eyes heavenward. "My life is falling apart. I have controlling parents, i've spent the night in a place I don't want to even remember, last night I found something trully important and lost it before I realized and....I think i've lost my job so...can I please get a blessing by...his Grace? I can wait if need be," he mumbled pathetically. Hopefully it worked...
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Zekwae mocked the boy under his breath, turning on the kitchen light, going to start cleaning up. Where in Jeska could his son be? He pulled out his watch, dialing the number he knew by heart, waiting as he sarted dishwater.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 6, 2007 21:35:31 GMT -5
"Sir, as I said, his Grace can NOT preform any blessings at this time. He is being purified, and thus can not be disturbed until he is done. If you wait, I'm sorry, but you will be waiting a very long time. Some of these purifications take weeks, some take months. But we can not disturb him. Now, one of our very talented and holy priests can give you your blessing, or I will need to ask you to leave."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 6, 2007 21:40:59 GMT -5
"Forget it," he growled. "So much for faith. Later," he glared, walking back out into the sunlight with a groan. Damn monk....he felt lke strangling him. He looked back once more before making his way home.
It took him-what seemed-so long to get there. He searched in his pockets for his keys, cursing when he couldn't find them.
Rylton wrenched his doorknob, suprised when it opened.
"Rylton?" He mothers voice filtered out and he made a sound, slowly stepping inside, stopping dead at the life-bearer perched on his couch.
"Mom?" He asked, confusion in his eyes before he closed them. Okay....he really was insane now...
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Post by Raimi on Oct 6, 2007 21:43:16 GMT -5
Vicdra stood, "Ah! Even more handsome than in the pictures!" he purred, moving around the couch to stand before the vampire half-blood. "Mmm...very much so...although he looks a little...drab."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 6, 2007 21:46:03 GMT -5
Zekwae came out of the kitchen, tsking. "Rylton! Where have you been? Were you out all night? Oh, I bet you were working overtime," he rescued his confused son from the other, setting him down.
"Ry, do yo remember Vicdra? He's come a long way just to see you, and after I get you fed, i'll leave you two to catch up..." He pet back long strands of hair. "Oh Ry...you need a bath," he shook his head. "Scat, bath or you. Vicdra, we'll let him clean up, hm?" He asked he other life-bearer, chuckling.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 6, 2007 21:51:55 GMT -5
"That should be best." He agreed, hiding his lower half of his face with a lacy fan. "Ah, there is SO much to talk about before our blessing before the High Priest here, right? Isn't that what Nullithra said?"
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 6, 2007 21:56:30 GMT -5
"Yes," Zekwae nodded. "A blessing before talks of the ceremony. Now go," he pushed Rylton towards the bathroom. Still confused, the vampire went, getting into the shower gratefully.
Who was....he didn't remember him. The only thing he could think of was soft, shivering lips and the taste of the High Priest of The Pits. Gods....
He leaned against the wall, reaching for some soap.
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"So....besides his scruffy appearance this moment, what do you think of my Ry?" Zekwae asked, finishing the dishes and starting on breakfast for his son.
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