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Post by Will on Dec 23, 2008 22:57:10 GMT -5
*Will rolled her eyes again and sighed*
You know, at this point-especially with Cedric coming over- I don't think it really matters. They'll most likely find out who we are soon, if they don't already know and are just trying to lead us into some kind of trap
"So you're calling us guests now?" Will asked with a chuckle. "Even as we're being chased down with weapons and soldiers like criminals? Very cute"
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Post by Prince Phobos on Dec 23, 2008 23:09:16 GMT -5
Phobos (telepathy to Jarod): Elyon is on her way back to the ballroom. Just thought you should know... Jarod: Da#n! "The choice is yours, my lady." *looses interest in Boromir & returns his deactivated lightsaber to his belt, then walks over to Will* "You ran as if you were guilty. Who would think you were anything but criminals? Yet, if guests you truly are..." *offers her his hand as he makes a graceful bow* "May I have the chance to offer my most sincerest of apologies with a dance?"
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Post by Will on Dec 23, 2008 23:23:11 GMT -5
"Well, when a bunch of angry men come running and screaming at you with sharp weapons, you kind of feel compelled to run."
*Will bit her lip at his offer and looked back at the other Guardians desperately*
"Sure..." she said dejectedly
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Post by Prince Phobos on Dec 23, 2008 23:39:05 GMT -5
He gently takes her by the hand.
Jarod: "Shall we begin?"
He gives her a friendly smile.
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Post by Will on Dec 24, 2008 0:02:25 GMT -5
*Will shrugged. She was pretty nervous having to dance with somebody who was intent on killing her just moments before. Something didn't seem quite right. And besides, she wasn't even sure if she could dance. Being on the dance floor of an unfamiliar place filled with unfamiliar people and the enemy made her twice as nervous as before*
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Post by Prince Phobos on Dec 24, 2008 1:16:32 GMT -5
Jarod: *sensing the trembling of her hand* "There is no need to be nervous. No one will laugh if you make a mistake." *winks at her* "Just follow my lead." He signals the musicians to play a tune & the dance begins. (See: www.youtube.com/watch?v=d5WFUStHKXY for their dance & the music that goes with it.) Everyone watches in silence. Miranda crosses her arms & wonders what's going on.
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Post by Zeph/Eric Lyndon on Dec 24, 2008 7:07:42 GMT -5
Irma was planning to grab Will and Hay Lin stopped her from doing it. "d**n" she muttered and watched Will be lead away by Jarod. "What do we do know?" she asked silently to the others, hoping for an answer so that they could 'rescue' Will.
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Post by Will on Dec 24, 2008 12:55:22 GMT -5
(ooc: to the dance- oh as if! ) *Will could sense that her friends were getting tense. Will looked over at them and tried to give them a reassuring smile, but she wasn't sure that it turned out right, probably a tortured grimace* *Will tried to concentrate on moving her feet and didn't want to look at that guard, Jarod she thought his name was, and so she attempted short glances at the other things in the party. She began to wonder what was this Jarod guy's motive. Why would he overreact so suddenly and accuse them of killing Elyon and then just as easily try to look as if he was apologizing with a dance?* Keep on the alert. I don't know what's going on, but things just don't quite add up
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Post by Hay Lin on Dec 24, 2008 22:42:38 GMT -5
Hay Lin had grabbed Irma to keep her from stopping Will, because things were moving back to a slightly more normal level, so she wanted it to keep moving that way. No kidding, something's not right. She didn't need images or basic feelings that the wind could transfer to tell her that, they were in the ballroom of evil and they'd gone from looking around to getting cornered with weapons to Will dancing while the rest of them looked awkwardly at the guards that had sheathed their weapons. And she had no clue what happened to Elyon.
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Post by Prince Phobos on Dec 25, 2008 1:29:02 GMT -5
When the dance is done, Jarod signals for another melody but someone else has other plans. Miranda: "I don't think so. The two of you are getting mud all over the floor." *looks at Jarod* "Take her to the bath tower & get her cleaned up." Jarod: "Very well, I shall show her the way." Miranda: "Not just show her, you are to wash her as well." Jarod: "W-wha...?" Is she insane?Miranda: "You heard me." The fool calls himself a ladies' man, yet he's never seen a naked girl. How pathetic... Making him publicly humiliated will be the perfect revenge for causing me to get pushed to the ground like some worthless piece of meat. "I expect you to bath her." Jarod: "You can't tell me what to do. Only Phobos & the Captain of the elites soldiers can give me orders." Miranda: "Perhaps... But I can order twenty soldiers to escort you & make sure you do as you're told. Is that what you want?" Jarod: "No, princess... It is not." Miranda: "Then get out of my sight." Jarod: *pulls Will into an embrace & attempts to calm her by whispering* "Please don't be stubborn. Please don't make me be rough with you. I don't want to hurt you. All I want is to guide you to the bath tower. If you let us leave the room without causing a scene, I promise to wait outside while you wash yourself."
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Post by Will on Dec 25, 2008 12:12:50 GMT -5
*Out of all the horrible and shocking things that had happened tonight, this was the worst. All she could do was stare at Miranda with her eyes shocked and mouth opened wide. She couldn't even speak*
Who was this girl and why was she making such ludicrous orders? Magical or not she would find a way to punch the crap out of somebody before they even suggested something like that
*As Jarod started to lead her away, Will stumbled and quickly composed herself*
"O-only if my friends can come help me," Will managed to sputter out
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Post by Zeph/Eric Lyndon on Dec 25, 2008 13:27:24 GMT -5
OOC: Didn't Will clean herself with magic?
Irma and the others moved after quickly. "We were invited together and we're staying togehter. If you disapproves then you can go and get the Prince yourself." Irma said and they teamed up with Will. "But I don't think you want to make a scene out of it." She said and made a gesture to all those who were watching them.
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Post by Susan Vandom on Dec 25, 2008 15:48:38 GMT -5
For a while Cedric had been quiet, but at the sound of Miranda's rude and unnecessary request his eyes bulged and finally he spoke. "Whoever these girls are, soldier, they shall not be separated. They're old enough to bath themselves. Despite a certain someone's orders," he glared dangerously at Miranda, "you'll respect their privacy, I hope."
He exhaled and now fully turned to face Miranda. There was a flaming anger and dislike from her lack of respect in his eyes, nowhere did a hint of mercy show. "I'm sorry I ever met you and stooped so low as to dance with you."
He turned back to Jarod, leaving his cold demeanor behind and replacing it with a corgenial one. "Lead these ladies to Bath Tower and make sure they're together." He now couldn't bear to look Miranda in the face. He walked away to find Elyon--at least she was proper and elegant. Just as a princess should be.
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Post by Will on Dec 25, 2008 17:00:13 GMT -5
*If it was even possible, Will's mouth opened even wider*
Is Cedric actually helping us? And he was even acting like he didn't know who we were
"Thank you," Will muttered.
Is it just me, or is this night getting stranger and stranger?
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Post by Prince Phobos on Dec 25, 2008 18:20:31 GMT -5
Miranda is overcome with shock as her revenge back-fired upon her. But quickly recovers as she is filled with anger. Miranda: You'll pay for this, Jarod. I swear! *storms toward the door before Cedric or anyone can even get close* You and those servants will regret ever being born.Filled with horror at Miranda's approach, the guards waste not time unlocking the door & holding it open for her. [Miranda: Exit to Halls] Jarod: What am I--some little errand boy? Any moron can lead the girls to the bath house. I should tell a servant to take them. If only they weren't the guardians, then I'd do just that. But what good does it do me to go with them if I can't watch them while they bath? Any moron would know that they'd sneak out of the window without my knowing, & I'd be stuck with the blame. Let's face it, my plan failed. I'll never become captain of the elite soldiers now. Unless...He let's go of Will & runs out of the open doors. [Jarod: Exit to Halls] The doors close behind him. Eager to keep tonight's ball as nice as possible, the servants quickly begin to clean-up the guardian's mess without waiting to be told to do so.
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