Re: Can't Breathe [ Mature / Experienced // 4 Players Max ] //Please Reply//

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(But you'll still be on late afternoon?)

Caladrin choked once more, before falling backwards, his lungs finally taking that life filling breath of air he needed to survive. He gasped outloud, seeing Gilraen kissing Voromere, and his eyes grew wide with horrer, seeing as she was passionatly kissing him back. Voromere smirked, pulling his lips away from Gilraens, running a finger over her cheek. "I told you she would be mine."

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Gilraen whirled around to see Caladrin and she gasped loudly, fearfully hiding behind Voromere, the fear plainly etched across her face. "Please!" she whimpered to Voromere, peeking over his shoulder, trembling slightly, "Don't let him hurt me!" Gilraen was shaking slightly, but she thankfully noted that he was injured. The feeling that she was under Voromere's spell and power was gone, and she had no idea that Caladrin was her lover anymore. All she knew was that voromere saved her, and that Caladrin tried (and probably still was trying) to kill her.

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Caladrins eyes flashed, and he breifly nodded at the beast, before getting to his feet with a painful groan, pain etched over his face. "Gilraen, whats wrong!" His eyes were desperate, not understanding. "What did you do to her!"

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Gilraen hid herself further behind Voromere as Caladrin got to his feet. When he addressed her specifically, she shivered. "Oh, don't act like you don't know!" She snapped. "Why would you try to kill me!?" Gilraen asked him, a mixture of hurt and hatred in her eyes, flaming up in an unsatiable flame. When she heard his retort towards Voromere, she stepped out from behind him, "He saved me, thank you very much!"

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His eyes widened. "Gilraen, no! You know me, Caladrin! Please!" He pleaded desperatly. Voromere took Gilraens hand in his, all the while staring into Caldrins wild eyes.

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Gilraen frowned deeply. "Yeah, I know you tried to kill me," she said snootily before willingly lacing her fingers through Voromere's -- still completely unaware of the spell she was under. "So why do you suddenly care about me? Some second wind?" Gilraen wrapped herself under Voromere's arm, resting it on her shoulders as she rested her head against his shoulder.

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He shook his head, trying to hobble over to her. "Gilraen, those are our boys!" I pointed to the sleeping children in the cradle. "And I am your husband!"

(Does she know the boys are hers?)

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Something sparked in her as she turned to look at the boys, then dropped to his mouth, watching it move in the delicate patterns to form words. She shook her head and stared blankly down at her ring finger, then looked back up at Voromere, utterly confused now. She never remembered having sex with a male, nor giving birth, for that matter. She looked expectantly up at Voromere, as if he'd give her the answers.

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Voromere squeezed her hand, leading her through the back door. "Come, my dove." Caladrin tried in vain to go after them, but his wounds were not healed, and he fell to his knees in despair.

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Gilraen smiled up at Voromere before giving one backward glance to Caladrin, then disappearing out of the house. She looked at the boys one last time, too, and suddenly asked, "Who's going to care and feed for those boys?"

The pink creature walked over to Caladrin and touched his forehead, staring into his eyes and said, communicating with its mind, She's under Voromere's spell. You have to find her memories. I'll heal you the best I can, but I can't repair muscle and tissue... And it preceded to put its nose on his wounds and heal them as best as it knew how.

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Voromere didn't answer, just led her into the trees, to where the large black dragon was waiting. Caladrin struggled to his feet, but fell once again, seeing as he was still badly wounded. He turned to the creature. "Please, I have to get her back!? How!?" He asked, desperation flooding his eyes.

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Gilraen couldn't help but let a flicker of disapproval go across her gaze, but it quickly vanished as she looked up at the marvelous black dragon. She stared at it a moment before shrugging. "I assume this is our ride?" She asked, resting her head against Voromere's shoulder.

The creature snorted indignantly, You're definately a man, but like none other I've seen. Most men wouldn't care that their woman is being taken away, or that she left them. You are indeed a special creature... the creature, Kiri, eyed it uspiciously before saying, You must find her memories. They are hidden wherever she shared a happy or pleasurable memory with you. Out of the corner of its eye, Kiri saw a flash from the bed. It trotted over and picked up the star shaped glass with the sparkling purple liquid inside. This, is a memory. Once you find all of them, you put them together and they form a heart. The contents turn into a liquid, and when she drinks it, she'll remember. By the looks of it, there's only four or five of these memories... Kiri dropped the glass star at his feet, careful not to break it. But you need time to heal. Once you are well, I will help you.


[ sorry it took so long, I was on World of Warcraft and it's a full-screen game... ]

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Caladrin nodded, and picked up the glass at his feet. "Good memories only?" He asked. "Where do I find these glasses? At the site of the memory?" He tried desperatly to understand, and his head sank onto his chest.

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[ don't forget to play Voromere! ]

Kiri nodded slowly. Yes...that's how it works. Kiri frowned, thinking. But her favorite memories may differ from yours. So... Kiri grimaced, What do you think would be her favorite memories? Kiri nuzzled his wound again, trying to ease the pain as much as possible.

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Voromere lifted Gilraen onto the dragon. "Now, my dove, to you're home." The dragon spread his huge wings, and they took off into the sky.

Caladrin nodded once, grief breaking his heart as he saw them fly away. "I will do this." He said aloud, his voice determined and strong despite his injuries.

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Gilraen nodded and shifted herself so he was behind Voromere, and she wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head on his shoulder and taking in the scenery as they passed by it. She couldn't help but think it was rather romantic. Was Voromere trying to seduce her?

Kiri scowled, It won't be that easy, Elf, it snapped, It may take a week, at least. Kiri stared at Caladrin and his sudden burst of energy. He was still weak, and he needed at least three day's rest. Even though Kiri knew he'd hate it.

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Voromere smiled, but within minutes, they were back at the elders castle, as the dragon had flown quickly. He landed, and the chill air blew his hair around his head. He picked up Gilraen and gently pressed his lips on hers.

Caladrin scowled. I wont let Voromere hurt her.

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Gilraen watched as the castle came into view, and she smiled as he picked her up, pressing his soft lips on hers, and she wrapped her arms around her neck, returning the kiss with a bit more passion than she'd expected of herself.

I can hear your thoughts, Kiri said. And I know that you want to save her, and I know that you won't let Voromere hurt her. He won't, of that I'm sure. If he just wants her for her, why would he hurt her? You need rest. Rest or I'll find and keep her memories myself. And I won't give them to you. I'll take you in to the bed. Deal?

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Caladrin groaned out loud. Not that kind of hurt! And I cant rest, you know it! I am very grateful for you're help, but you expect me to lie in bed for days!"

Voromere smiled, feeling her kiss back with more passion then he had even expected from her. His spell had worked. And he was loving it.

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Kiri made a noise that was quite familiar to a dragon's roar, even though Kiri itself was a tiny creature in comparison. You will rest, or i'll shatter her memories. They're made out of glass, remember? Kiri snarled and put his foot over the glass memory.

Gilraen suddenly pulled back and blushed furiously. "Maybe... a room? I don't.... approve of public displays of affection, most of the time...." Gilraen burried her face in Voromere's shoulder, quite embarrassed.

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Voromere smirked. "Quite so, my dove." The doors opened as he stepped in front of them, and he quickly carried her to his chambers.

Caladrin grabbed the bottle, holding it to his chest. With a sigh, he nodded once.

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Gilraen smiled and rested her head on his shoulder as he carried her into his quarters (or at least, she assumed they were his quarters). She hopped gently out of his arms and sat down on the bed, looking around, intruiged. She couldn't help but notice how comfortable the bed was.


Kiri nodded, picking up Caladrin, who was at least two times bigger, and carried him inside and onto the bed. Just rest. The more you rest, the sooner we can find her memories, and the sooner we can save Gilraen from your brother. Kiri didn't bother tell Caladrin how he knew their names, and that Voromere was his brother. Suddenly, he looked quizically at Caladrin. And if you didn't mean physically hurt her, what DID you mean?

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Voromere was a bit suprised, seeing as Gilraen had no recolection of the place. But, it was better for him that way. He sat on the bed beside her, and pushed her gently down. He wasn't a harsh man, but was when he wanted something.

Caladrin sighed. I know my brother. And I know what he wants from her.

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Gilraen felt herself pushed down onto the rather comfortable bed. She thought he was moving rather fast, but Gilraen was in no position to stop him. Instead she just wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into another kiss, vaguely aware of the bulge in his pants.


Kiri frowned. What will happen to her when he gets what he wants? What, exactly, does he want?

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Caladrin dropped his head into his hands, hissing as his cut seared with pain. He wants what any perverted male wants!

Voromere passionatly kissed her, tounge running over her lip. His hands slid up her shirt as well, and he let a slight shiver dance its way through him.

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