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Post by Raimi on Oct 3, 2007 23:34:56 GMT -5
He took it, moving back to the small step before the curtains, kneeling and setting it down. He then stood and moved back to the entrance of the room, standing there and watching patiently.
".....the spirits accept this offer of gratitude for their hard work." Alyvyll spoke finally, voice monotone. "You are here to receive a blessing, am I correct? Please state what it is you seek."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 3, 2007 23:38:35 GMT -5
Rylton raised his eyes. He blinked before smiling sheepishly. "I haven't a clue." He could just see it. His mother had, had a heartattack, and his brother was coming up with some smartass remark to that one.
"Forgive him, High Priest. It was I who requested you to bless him. He is a hard worker. I wish for him to be blessed to stay safe, and to become as successful as his brother." Zekwae glared at his sons back.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 3, 2007 23:41:36 GMT -5
He bit back a sigh. He hated stuff like this... Wanting wealth...power...ugh.
"Very well. Please approach, Rylton Claddana."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 3, 2007 23:43:06 GMT -5
Rylton wanted to gag. What a joke. Like praying to a bunch of dead beings was oing to make him into a stuck up jerk like Jespa. As if.
He stood and moved to where he was told, heaving a sigh and bowing his head.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 3, 2007 23:48:16 GMT -5
He stood, moving to the curtain in front of Rylton, and reached out from behind the curtain, gloved hand hovering over the other's head as he chanted.
It took a bit, but he finished as quickly as possible and stepped back to his chair and sat.
"May the spirits of the Pits guide you."
So bored....
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 3, 2007 23:52:11 GMT -5
The Pits huh..? Yeah, that's what this was. He rolled his eyes and stood after the chanting blessing. His cothes were saturated with the smell of insense, but that wasn't what held hs attention. It was the boy again....the High Priest or whatever, on his high backed chair of onyx....
It was wierd....
"Rylton," his mothers voice snapped him out of it, and he turned. His family was hovering near the door, his mother looking quite pleased with himself.
"Congratulations. May you do well. Your father has gotten you an interview with the owner of the shipping corporation."
"What?!" He hissed. He was content where he was thank you very much!
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Post by Raimi on Oct 3, 2007 23:56:30 GMT -5
Once they left the room, Alyvyll sighed and tugged the veil off, skewing his jet black hair slightly.
"Don't do that! Someone could see!!" his mother scolded.
"Sorry..." He mumbled, shrugging off the over robes to let his younger brother gather them up and drag the heavy things off into the side room. "Can I go back outside?"
"Fine fine, just remember to bathe yourself before too long."
"I know." he grumped, pushing through the curtains and leaving the room to head back out to the Pits.
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 4, 2007 0:00:19 GMT -5
"Sorry, i'm not going," he strode outside, ruffling his hair. He wished he could slide the itchy clothes off, but he hadn't been smart enough to wear somethign else under them.
Zekwae followed on his sons heel, eyes narrowed. "You are going. He did everything to get you this, aside from getting down on his knees and begging. You are not throwing it away!"
"Mother, i'm fine where im at," a snort from Jespa put him into an even worse mood.
"Being a stock boy is hardly competitive. How are you going to get off planet and find a mate that way? You'll be lonely and poor for the rest of you life! Don't think you can come and beg me or your father for money!"
"I don't ask for money!"He growled stubbornly. He did perfectly fine on his own.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 4, 2007 0:03:28 GMT -5
He wasn't watching where he was going and bumped right into the back of the same life-bearer he'd just seen inside the ceremony room.
Oops.
His mother would kill him.
"Sorry--!" he muttered.
"Alyvyll!!!" his twin shouted, racing up from around the corner.
Great...
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 4, 2007 0:06:34 GMT -5
Zekwae turned, red yes flashing, presenting quite the picture all pale skinned and dark hair. Not to mention his fangs. His mate put a hand to his shoulder to calm him.
"You are forgiven, young one," he murmured. Rylton was ratherglad for the disturbance. Though he must look pretty angry. His brow was furrowed, his eyes darkened with anger.
He watched the two boys. They had to be twins, they looked so much alike....One seemed so familiar...the one that had bumped into his mother...
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Post by Raimi on Oct 4, 2007 0:10:36 GMT -5
Rizvyll laughed, "You're so stupid Alyvyll!" He cackled, short blond hair obscuring his green eyes.
"And you're being rude!" he grumbled through his teeth, practically dragging his twin away from the scary vampire.
ugh... He never wanted to see one again....
He glanced over his shoulder. That one guy...the one he blessed kept watching him... It was strange, he didn't know him, did he??
Of course he couldn't!! The guy looked way older than him!! He was only 17!! Youngest High Priest in history of the temple...but...
UGH!
"Why are you pushing me to the Pits, Alyvyll!?!? I'll fall in again!!" the blond shouted, darting away, causing Alyvyll to pummel head over heels over the edge. "Oops..."
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 4, 2007 7:37:03 GMT -5
His mother gasped, and his brother let a chuckle escape. "Stop laughing, I don't think that was funny," They had seen him go over the edge, even from where they were.
"Come on Jespa, lets go see if he's okay," he growled. His brother didn't budge and his cursed him under his breath before heading over.
"Hey kid..." He called into the pit, putting out an arm to stop the other one from leaning too far over. "You okay?" He couldn't see him. The pit was deep, and the darkness engulfed it the furthur it went.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 4, 2007 10:13:25 GMT -5
Rizvyll laughed a bit, "He hasn't hit the bottom yet! Don't you know anything?? The Pits range from 50-150 feet deep!! This one's about 83..."
True enough, Alyvyll was still falling, teeth grit, elbows and hands digging into the moist earth of the Pit's wall, trying to desperately slow himself down. Rizvyll had fallen into one of the Pits once, and broken both legs, and almost severed his arm.
And if anything like that happened to him...well...
The consequences would be a lot greater than just being yelled at.
He hissed a bit when he felt a jagged rock scrape over his back, tearing his shirt. Ow just did NOT cover it...
He hit a root, and another, before grabbing hold of yet a third. He cried out when his abrupt stop snapped his shoulder painfully.
Great...how was he to get out of this one?!
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Post by Zadkiel on Oct 4, 2007 11:11:34 GMT -5
"Jeska...." Rylton grit his teeth. The kid would die if he hit the bottom from this height! But there was nothing they could do....except wait and see if he managed to stop himself. They were rewarded with a cry, light though it was, proving he was a long ways down already.
"You live here....how are we supposed to get him out???" He demanded. His mother had gone to get help, and neither Jespa or his father proved to have any interest in the matter of a young boy falling into a seemingly bottomless pit.
He looked around for a rope...something they could tie and have someone climb down with. Why the hell did things always have to happen, when all he wanted to do was go home and sleep?
He unbuttoned the top of his dress shirt, leaning precarously over, squinting to see. It would be easier if he was in the dark. As proved, he was his mothers child, and had adapt sight in the darkness.
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Post by Raimi on Oct 4, 2007 16:46:14 GMT -5
Ow...ow...ow...ow...
His shoulder was killing him!!!
He bit his lower lip and tried to shift his grip of the root, but only managed to slip, and slid down the wall again, digging his fingers into the soil as deep as he could to slow himself.
Snap.
He bit back another scream.
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Trielinil raced out ahead of his son, and Zekwae. "Rizvyll, move!" he hissed to the blonde, and the boy scrambled away from the edge quickly, watching his mother fall on his hands and knees. "Alyvyll! Alyvyll!" he screamed into the darkness, eyes wide. He looked up over his shoulder when his mate appeared, "Nymrak! Alyvyll's down there!!"
The tall, brooding and silent man looked more annoyed than anything, and slowly toed off his shoes and socks. He moved to the edge, and turned around to climb down, face set in a line. He'd done this far too many times when the children were younger. Especially Rizvyll. That child would sneak out of the house and the temple, and run around, falling into the Pits on purpose.
Alyvyll was the only one who had never fallen down one until now. The eldest twin was always kept close and far away from any and all danger. Now....
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