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Post by clementine on Jun 2, 2010 17:37:54 GMT -5
It was dark. Hell, what was he thinking, it was always dark on this demon planet. Beau looked around the small village he had just meandered through. He had to see Jeskara, at least once. There was something about the mystery of the planet that intrigued him. That and he was part Majikadai after all. Beau didn't have high hopes for finding his grandmother's tribe, but he could dream. Perhaps he would get lucky hiking through the forests with their silver trees.
Ignoring the vendors calling to him in loud voices, Beau continued on to the small bed and breakfast he had reservations at.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jun 2, 2010 20:56:55 GMT -5
A cloaked figure entered the small Inn, shutting the door behind him as he walked to the counter.
"One room," came a low scratchy rumble, sliding a gold bar across the counter. He had an air of...danger about him and a pair of dark brown eyes slid about the room, catching sight of a beautiful male with green eyes.
"And...send him to my room tonight." he ordered, motioning to the green-eyed beauty.
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Post by clementine on Jun 2, 2010 21:30:19 GMT -5
Beau had reached the inn with no problem and was speaking with the mate of the owner, getting his things all in order. He had taken off his baseball cap, courtesy of a Yankees game on Earth, and shaken out his curls. His eyes had drifted to the strange cloaked figure at the counter, but paid the man no mind. Everyone one Jeskara wore hoods and such. It was like a fashion requirement or something.
"Thank you." He smiled to the bearer, taking his key and heading up to his room. Beau tried not to shiver as he passed the cloaked male. Creepy.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jun 2, 2010 21:32:37 GMT -5
"Yes, sir." The owner nodded, looking at the male a little fearfully as he breezed past him and upstairs and to his room.
Everyone in the tavern knew who it was who had entered the tavern, and no one said anything until he had made it upstairs.
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Post by clementine on Jun 2, 2010 21:37:49 GMT -5
Beau was blissfully unaware of who exactly it was in the inn. Perhaps he would have gone elsewhere. However, he didn't and when he settled all his belongs in his room and bathed, he came back down too scrounge up some dinner, sitting at one of the small tables to be waited on.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jun 2, 2010 21:44:06 GMT -5
Gerard eased back downstairs, eyes scanning the room for his little...snack. He pinpointed him and moved through the room, the people quieting as he slid in front of the out-worlder.
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Post by clementine on Jun 2, 2010 21:45:31 GMT -5
The shadow that fell over him was what made Beau look up from his plate of food. "Can I help you?' He asked politely, eying the male suspiciously.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jun 2, 2010 21:49:13 GMT -5
Gerard pulled his hood away from his face, revealing his handsome visage. "You are an out-worlder, yes?" he asked the male, voice smooth and rough at the same time--like chocolate over sandpaper.
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Post by clementine on Jun 2, 2010 21:52:07 GMT -5
Beau drew back, stunned at how handsome the male was. What had he expected? Scars? "Somewhat." He replied carefully. "I'm visiting family." He lied, trying hard not to shudder in sudden apprehension.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jun 2, 2010 21:54:19 GMT -5
A soft, sexy smirk fell over his face. "You look like a right Zercan. What, pray tell, do you have a little of?" he asked, looking at the male.
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Post by clementine on Jun 2, 2010 21:56:44 GMT -5
"I'm sure it's not any of your business...sir." Beau countered, pushing his chair back to stand up. "If you'll excuse me." He nodded curtly to the male, knowing trouble when he saw it as he abandoned his plate of food to run back to his room.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jun 2, 2010 21:59:09 GMT -5
A while later, there came a knock on Beau's door. "Sir," came the voice of the owner. "May I speak with you for a moment?" he asked.
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Post by clementine on Jun 2, 2010 22:01:13 GMT -5
Confused, Beau rose from the bed dressed in a pair of sweats and an unbuttoned shirt. Hair thoroughly ruffled sexily about his face, Beau hesitantly opened the door. "What is it?" He asked the owner, not moving from the safety of the doorway.
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Post by praiseofblood on Jun 2, 2010 22:06:03 GMT -5
The door was pushed open and Beau was seized. "Prince Gerard demands your presence. You will come with us or die." said one of two large daemon guards.
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Post by clementine on Jun 2, 2010 22:09:13 GMT -5
"What is this?" Beau suddenly shrieked, immediately struggled against the strong pair of hands that grabbed him. "Are you insane? Let me GO!" He yelled, slight frame unable to put much of a dent against two big deamons. That is until he sank sharp teeth into one of the male's arm and kicking out at the other.
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