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Post by Spiderfly on Dec 14, 2007 16:58:28 GMT -5
He nearly snapped at the doe but held himself in check. "I chose them because I like them." His voice rang with /end of conversation/. She didn't need to know that Rajekhri was thrown together, king-like. And that Khizr meant green for his son's odd eyes. Odd, how she seemed so attached and then just tossed them over like old lunch meat. Whatever, at least she wouldn't interfere.
"Yes I am. You would not raise them properly for the court. I don't know how you and Dymphna fell so far from the tree and each other. She shows proper respect to the courts and those housed within them. I never want to see the others, I don't care if they even live. But these will stay with me. . . It's a shame they'd have to meet you though and know they came from unpure stock."
He mumbled beneath his breathe a bit as he regarded the children before simply leaning over and grabbing the girl as well.
"They will most certainly never meet the others." He said cooly. "Thank you for dropping them off you may leave."
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Post by Tigeress on Dec 14, 2007 17:19:05 GMT -5
His arrogance didn't surprise her in the least, nor did his inability to keep himself completely in check. He didn't have his pregnancy to rely on now, so he had no excuses to hide behind. It was funny, for someone who preached proper respect and courtlyness and the like he certainly didn't show it... to anyone really. Raping visitors and making demands as if he were the Queen himself, she wondered idly... did he have plans to overthrow his Queen? That wouldn't make sense, as by being his lover, he seemed to have a permanent 'get out of jail free card' but it would make sense with his sudden decision to say what he wanted to anyone regardless of consequences. He seemed like the power hungry type. She had done the same thing, but she was only a ten and had been pregnant at the time, not much was expected of her. That much Pravus had made clear.
"Of course." She said simply, not truly caring why he chose them, other than random curiosity. But she was in no mood to fight, it was pointless to try and argue with his pamperedness. Not only because he was capable of killing her, but because there was no point in endangering herself or her children. Pravus really did pout a lot. The thought almost made her giggle, but she kept it to herself, face as blank and neutrally pleasant as when she had arrived. He scared the crap out of her, to be sure, but he was also one of the most stereotypical royals she'd ever met. Too bad, for he was so distractingly attractive. So much potential there. At least she knew That had passed onto her children.
"As I am not in the court, I can understand that, your highness." What did he expect? Only months ago she'd come looking for information About the court. Of course, she'd gotten a bit of it, but she really had little experience or knowledge. Only what a kind friend had given her very recently. Nothing like personal past experience as a perfect guide. "She has worked very hard, and understands much more about the courts than I do. I can only hope to learn from my mistakes so quickly." And that's really all she had to say about that. She did admire her sister's ability to just... catch on and never make a mistake, but as her past had created so many difficulties for her, these were all things she had to overcome. All things with time.
She felt a twinge of sadness at knowing her brood would be forever seperated, but perhaps that was for the better. If the half that stayed with Pravus grew up to be anything like him, she did not want them... victimizing her two in any way shape or form. And somehow... a sad part of her knew this would happen if they ever came together. He simply wouldn't know how to raise compassionate and moral children, because you can't teach things you don't understand. Likewise, she'd have to be careful to keep her rebellious nature from rubbing off on any of her kids, which would be a good practice in trying to stifle it further in herself.
Though she was immensely surprised and impressed that she'd kept her cool completely despite all of Pravus' pouty comments which were probably geared only to try and upset her. "Very well, thank you your highness." With that she gave another slight bow and stood up, leaning in to kiss each of the three children on the head. Hopefully the feline wouldn't be upset with her showing affection to her own children. Now that was a little too unreasonable, even for Pravus. "Good day, majesty." She gave a more delicate bow to the Queen, having the removed weight of her children, and headed towards the door. Well, it hadn't gone perfectly, but it certainly could have gone worse.
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Post by Spiderfly on Dec 16, 2007 22:23:58 GMT -5
Damn. . . she just gave up? She really was an unfit mother. He had been hoping for at least some sort of response however, he had been itching for a reason to hurt her since that night she came to the palace pregnant. And now, she just. . dumped her kids. He sneered at her as she bowed.
"If you give up that easily. And truly don't care about your own offspring enough to fight for them. I pity the two left with you for more than one reason."
Perhaps she was picking her battles? But the way she was acting and reacting truly did not make sense. He saw the way she looked at them when she entered the room. He saw caring and motherly love, and then just, okay? She really was messed up. Truly not fit for motherhood or the courts. Perhaps he'd hunt down the others and kill them off to save them the suffering.
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Post by Tigeress on Dec 17, 2007 15:49:39 GMT -5
She had no way to battle Pravus for the children, and while it killed her to know he'd have most of the control over them, a glimmer of hope was left by the fact that she'd have Some access to them. "Acceptance is not giving up. Your terms are agreeable, so long as I get to see them, it is worth not risking more by motherly stubbornness." This was puzzling, his sudden concern for her own personal agenda. Although, it was probably all baiting, he did seem to have a thing for baiting her and trying to get a reaction. But she was tired. Tired of playing puppet for him, though she may not be able to entirely sever the strings, it was something.
"I hope eventually to be in a position soon where you will have to allow them more time with me, regardless of your personal distaste, highness." Her voice was careful at this, she had been very good with not falling into any of his verbal coaxings which seemed to have no purpose other than to get her in a vulnerable position where he would, once again, be in the right for attacking her because she had been unable to keep her cool. She'd learned a lesson from that, and now that she was putting use to it, it seemed Pravus was... upset? He had probably thought she didn't have it in her to be so calm when he insulted her. Surprise, surprise. She didn't care if he was upset that she planned to try and enter the courts at some point, though surely it would cause him great frustrations if she succeeded. She didn't want some ultimate prize, she just wanted enough... enough to be with her children, enough to satisfy her need to prove so much to herself, and to her sisters.
She'd wanted some direction for so long, some purpose, some reason, and she'd found it. Bettering herself here would hopefully give her enough strength to move through her past, to enjoy the present with her children, and Pravus be damned. Someday she might even have enough power to say just what she wanted to say in front of him without risking the life of herself and her children. She wasn't rich, never had been, she didn't have enough to support five kids, not really. And what if they aspired to enter the courts someday? Pissing off the royalty now would only ensure that her children's hopes (and possibly lives) were shattered before they even began. No, this decision not to fight him killed every rebellious and free spirited fiber in her body, was... unfortunately necessary for now. She bit back the want to rip her children from his power corrupted hands and run out into the daylight, never to be seen again, but that was an unlikely fairytale. She managed to bite back tears of anger and sadness, though her teeth gritted together when she went to speak, a warning that she was about to loose all of her careful composure in a fit of pointless rage. Nodding her head stiffly, she managed to find something neutral to ask before she left.
"When will I be able to visit them? And do not test me on this, Pravus. I may be conflicted between my wants versus what is best for my children, but I know what is fair and what is not. You have been fair so far." In truth, he had been a little greedy, but he was in a position to be so, and luckily for her it would probably benefit her... their kids in the end. She managed to keep a calm edge when she spoke, though she felt anything but. This was not the time for selfishness to win over, not now. She knew that Serafino's kindness towards her had probably reached its limit, and even if Pravus was being completely unreasonable and unfair, she would be the one left to burn without help if she let her emotions get out of control.
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Post by Spiderfly on Dec 17, 2007 16:27:35 GMT -5
Why, was it always like this with her. Her voice? Her appearance? Her. . .something he didn't know what it was but his eyes began to go blank, calmly enough, for now, ignoring the room around him. The rage inside his head started to make all his thoughts incoherent. In fact, to have made even a few words string together as a sentence would have been impossible.
What was it about her that did this to him? He never knew, all he did know was he was done. Done listening and talking and being so very political. His promise to not do this, to not attack, fell out the window the moment she began to make demands. Why wouldn't she just go away? Why wouldn't she even just go away? So infuriating.
He wanted to hurt her, to make her scream and maybe put her out of 'his' misery once and for all. His fingers flexed convulsively around one of the children and he gently placed them off to the side in another empty chair before turning back to the does. His fingers interlacing and his dark eyes very very deep. A darkness so deep you could disappear into it. Hopefully, she would just go. Away. His figured stilled completely and his head tilted just a bit.
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Post by Tigeress on Dec 17, 2007 16:51:18 GMT -5
She knew it was coming before it even happened, somehow she'd just known that saying anything other than 'yes your highness' would set off his 'oh look! An opportunity for me to act completely unreasonably and get away with it!' alarm. He openly insulted her time after time, parading around his arrogance and making his demands like he was the only being involved in this, nevermind that it had been all his fault. The second she complied with him he became pouty and frustrated, trying even harder to get her going it seemed. There truly was no getting anywhere with Pravus. Unless you were the Queen yourself, this feline was too far gone to even try reasoning with. Shaking her head in dissapointment at his behaviour, she could only try to keep from running for her kids as her hand spasmed in warning that it wanted to grab the handle and just be gone from this.
She saw his hands close around them, so poor a father was he that he was willing to take out his anger at her, on them. He had concerns about her being a bad mother, but the second she let that motherly instinct take over, he lost all of his parenting abilities and general sensibility. What was it going to take to get anywhere with him? She was tired of running because the feline raised a storm every time things didn't go exactly his way. She could not try to be an adult always speaking to a dangerous spoiled child. But that's what she'd had to do, it was all she could do. She shouldn't have said anything, she shouldn't have done anything to play into his self-centered games.
She went to leave, went to go, to just get away from it all, but she couldn't leave them there. Not like this. Not knowing how willing he was to hurt them, to kill them. That was just Pravus. He didn't care for anyone or anything that couldn't force him to. She stayed very very still, trying to calm her breathing, her eyes barely keeping from narrowing. "Your highness, please..." Her voice didn't hold any form of pleading, she was too nervous for that, it was simply slow and very neutral, it was like talking to a potential suicide case. Her eyes kept darting to the small bundles on the chair which had begun to squirm and move about in protest. Please, please don't let him turn on them... maybe, maybe if he just gets it out of his system... the idea came to her and caught her in surprise. The thought of offering herself up like meat to his hungry jaws was so very terrifying, but if she left now, she couldn't guarantee the safety of the three left behind. God, why couldn't she have just left them at home? She should have seen this coming, he was too predictable, but she had had such foolish hopes.
She relaxed her hand and let out a sigh, a single tear slipping down her face as the only evidence of the mental turmoil that consumed her. She couldn't leave until she knew they were safe. And damn it, a part of her couldn't leave until she knew she'd see them again, she had to be with them, a part of their lives. She'd gone through months of hell, endured the way in which they were conceived, and yet she loved them like none of it had ever happened. Because it wasn't their faults, and they had no reason to suffer, no reason to be caught up in this. He wouldn't spill the blood of the innocent over something so petty, would he? She bit down on her lip hard and could only stare blankly at the feline, frozen in place.
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Post by The Jenn on Dec 20, 2007 11:01:40 GMT -5
Fino's lips thinned in displeasure and annoyance as the sniping continued, one antagonizing the other. It had started to give him a headache where there had only been the normal twinges of discomfort. That annoyed him even more. He didn't particularly care what they said. It was all useless at this point. Pravus was obviously past the point of caring, and Sekhmet didn't seem to see or acknowledge that, at least not from what he observed. All because these stupid little brats had prompted her to visit.
They had been having a relatively productive discussion, too. Now there was no chance they could return to it today. He wouldn't be able to let Pravus anywhere near the man or he would be dead. He could see that fatal calm appearing on his features, eyes going dark and dangerous and strange. The headtilt was an even stronger cue, and the slow stillness that crept over an otherwise active form.
He stood from his desk and walked around, placing a hand on Pravus's shoulder. It might be calming. It might just be restraining. His fingers dug in slightly, though not nearly as hard as they could. "You are upsetting my King," he said in a flat tone of voice, no longer up to humoring anyone, her or Pravus. "I don't particularly care what happens to your offspring. Take them away, or leave them, or drown them in the lake. It makes no real difference to me at this point. Whatever you do, I am going to have to insist that you leave."
Manners, yes, he would use manners rather than simply driving her away by force as he might have otherwise. After all, he had promised just as he'd drawn that promise from Pravus.
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Post by Tigeress on Dec 20, 2007 19:35:10 GMT -5
She was glad for the intervention, but she felt guilty as well. Though she had been the one to keep her calm in the face of all his catty remarks, it still seemed there was just no way to win. What winning was at this point, she didn't know. A mature, resonable discussion that didn't end in Pravus going over the edge? Yes, that'd be nice, but really, she knew better than to expect that by now. Winning must have been just getting out of there with her kids, and knowing she'd have as much chance to prevent the corruption Pravus would create, as he did to initiate it. It was only fair really, but fair would have to wait for another day when perhaps negotiations could be made without words. How that would work, she didn't know, but she was tired of making pointless trips to this office, only to have the same scene occur again and again.
"Of course your majesty, please, forgive me." She bowed hastily, never taking her eyes off of Pravus and glanced at the three children still squirming about. Taking a wide berth around Pravus, she made her way to them slowly. "Though you do not care about their well being, I have a feeling his highness will, I promise to return them when he is in a better state. I'll send their nanny in my stead." She said as she circled back around and stood before the door. She knew Pravus wouldn't hear her, so she could only hope the Queen would relay her message. She had a feeling he would, if only for the fact that once Pravus came back to himself, he would want to know. He seemed strangely caring towards them, or at least, he cared about them. She hadn't thought such a thing would happen. Maybe she'd misjudged him a little? Perhaps he wasn't all the evil and terror to her children that she had anticipated? Either way, he certainly was in this state, and she couldn't risk their lives. She wondered idly... what would he feel if he killed one, or all of them, in one of these... strange fits of rage. When he came back to himself, would he feel remorse?
She turned towards the door and quickly exited, closing it behind her. Call her crazy, but giving Pravus her back just never seemed like a good idea. The nanny she felt, was a good idea. Her and Pravus simply couldn't keep from going at each other's throats. And until she could get through a whole session of talking of being the 'bigger man' so to speak, it wasn't going to work. At least she'd made progress, though in the end, all it took was one mistake and it erased everything. Serafino's patience surprised her, she had thought that... well, like lover like lover? But Serafino seemed to be Pravus' sensibility when he lost it all, though she could tell it didn't seem to be by choice. Or perhaps he just had that aura of not giving a rat's ass, after all, he didn't Have to play nice, it was just... good politics? Something to keep in mind, to be sure. She took a deep breath when the fresh air hit her, looking down at the three in her arms. "I'm sorry sweethearts, I'll try harder for you, okay?" Their futures could be determined by her actions, and she really had to step up her tolerance for royalty and their... interesting habits.
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Post by Kiki on Jan 17, 2008 18:28:33 GMT -5
Tigs, Spiderfly and Jenn receive 1 token each, to be redeemed in Ashwin's Shoppe. This will automatically be added to your recorded totals in the shoppe. Congratulations, and keep up the good RP!
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