Re: U n t o l d

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Elohir shifted Castien's body in his arms, now cradling her to his chest, holding her tightly. He was gazing at her face, taking in every detail about her, the smooth, tanned skin of her cheeks, her eyes that were framed with thick black lashes, her soft pink lips. Before he knew it, Thinil had walked up ahead, striding past him with purposed speed.

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[ no problem. I gotta go to work really soon, so I’m just gonna go after one more reply to Never Alone. I may or may not be back tonight. Probably not. If I am, you may not be, so it may not matter. I don’t know what timeframe I’ll be getting home at anyways… so, this might be it for the day. Bye! ]

Kulukath finally managed to snap out of it, but as he tried to turn into his humanoid form, he found it didn’t work. He roared loudly, shaking the earth. He ripped the arrow from his hindquarters, getting onto his wobbling feet, sparks flying around his head as he romped through the forest, following the dim scent of the Elves.

Thínil heard and felt the shaking of the earth and the ear-splitting roar. Immediately alert, Thínil yelled to the others, “Run! Get your lazy asses moving! Don’t stop to help anybody if anyone gets hurt! Move out!” Thínil herself stayed, making sure most of the Elves started running. She burst into a run right when she saw Elohir carrying Castien, a deep hatred settling in the pit of her stomach.

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Castien had just slightly managed to stir a bit, when Elohir broke into a run, carrying her in his arms and swiftly moving forward. The sounds of massive roars echoed from behind them, and the ground seemed to tremble slightly as huge, heavy feet pounded down onto it. Elohir saw Thinil up ahead, watching them with a spiteful glare, and he quickly passed her, just as Castien's dark eyes fluttered open.

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Thínil stared back with hatred at Elohir, though inside she knew it’d be impossible for her to ever hate the Elf. In fact, she fancied him. And yet, her sister had stolen his heart. She’d hoped that Elohir would’ve forgotten about Castien once she’d been banished (a notion that Thínil had wholeheartedly accepted), but she was wrong. Breaking into a speed of pure anger, Thínil managed to pass him and all of the other Elves, hopping into a tree branch nimbly, leaping from tree to tree, in the safety and cover of its branches.

Kulukath’s dazed mind was not helping at all. He kept misjudging distances between his massive legs and ended up tripping over himself. He roared again, his tongue feeling numb and his hindquarters still feeling the searing pain. Out of pure curiosity, he wondered what concoction the Elves had created that made him so…drunk, for lack of a better word.

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Castien felt completley dazed, and she was unable to move, her body lying limp. Her eyes fluttered open slightly, her lips parted as she tried to speak, but Elohir quickly shushed her softly, and Castien couldn't object. In a slighly drunk state, she tried to move, but fell backwards and almost out of his arms, as he swiftly carried her across the ground, ignoring Thinil, who was quite pissed off for some reason.

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Once at a safe distance, Thínil dropped down in front of Elohir and stopped him with a flourish of her sword, “What did you use in the mixture to daze the dragon? If it’s as drunk as it sounds, I doubt we have much to worry about.” Thínil then added begrudgingly, “If it’s as drunk as it sounds, I’ll be impressed with your workmanship.”

Kulukath finally gave up, after he tripped over himself and whacked his oversized dragon jaw on a tree, bringing it crashing to the forest floor along with the rest of his body. He growled, and his body finally clenched painfully, releasing him from his dragon form and letting him back into his humanoid form. “Gah!” Kulukath managed to say, though his words were slurred.

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Elohir skidded to a halt slightly as Thinil dropped down from the treetops, landing in front of him, her sword blade flashing slightly. He looked at her, raising an eyebrow, then nodded. "He's as drunk as he sounds, no need to worry." Brushing past her, Castien managed to pick herself up, her blonde hair blowing over her forhead, brown eyes confused and tired. "It's alright love. You're safe." Elohir whispered in her ear, kissing her forhead gently.

(Sorry, only able to reply to one topic right now)

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[ all right ^^ ]

Thínil managed to control herself, instead of lopping off his pretty little head right then and there. Sheathing her blade, she nodded curtly. “All right, Elohir. You managed to seduce something other than a bitch.” Thínil said. Though her words would usually be said with malice, dripping with hate and sarcasm, hers were spoken in a twisted monotone, and Thínil strode purposely ahead of him, shooting an angry glance at her sister.

Kulukath groaned, the wound from the arrow being placed right in his side, and he felt his chest, fingering where he could tell the arrow had broken some of his ribs. Though it’d only been a glancing blow to him as a dragon, his humanoid form had taken the hit a lot worse, apparently. He turned over, his senses clearing. He praised the Maker that he was a demon, recovering from the mixture faster than a normal human would be able to. He stood on his feet, though his steps were still unsure and wobbly.

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Something was terribly, terribly wrong. Castien tried to open her eyes again, but they were so, so heavy, and persisted to close again as soon as she opened them a slit. She was draped in somebody's arms, but she wasn't able to look at the face. She vaugly remembered something, something that had happened before... Something with a dragon? Not able to place her finger on what it was, she groggilly drifted off into a peaceful, drug laiden slumber.

Elohir glanced up at the tone in Thinil's voice, and he frowned slightly, about to ask her what was wrong, when the elf whirled around, striding ahead of them.

(Sorry it took me so long)

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[ np, writing a story for my friend. XD ]

Thínil decided it was hopeless. Crushed, she slowed her pace to a comfortable stride, ignoring everything else around her, including the frantically scurrying Elves that were checking behind them from every angle, doubling back and trying to see if they could locate the dragon. Thínil had to admit the sudden silence worried her, but she had heard the crash of something large behind them.

Kulukath began to follow the faint outlines of footprints in the ground, his mind reeling and wondering where Castien was. In his drunken state, he’d forgotten almost everything that had went on, except for the love-making he’d commenced in the night before.

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(What might be funny, is if Elohir liked both of them, Thinil and Castien. xD)

Elohir kept up at a comefortable jog, his long strides carrying him smoothly over the ground. Thinil seemed rather pissed at him, and he wasn't exactly sure why, but she didn't seem to be all that happy that Castien was being brought back to the village. She was draped gently in his arms, her head tilted back sightly, her chest rising and falling with each deep, drug laden breath's she took, obviously passed out from the mixture. It had been a good idea, and was worth a shot. It had seemed to work rather well, and he couldn't help but let a pleased smile cross his lips, as he heard a heavy thump behind them, signaling that the creature had fallen once again.

Castien was only vaugly aware of anything around her, and in pure desperation, tried to reach out into Kulukath's mind. The only thing that was familiar, the only thing that she knew was him, and he was her only life line.

Kulukath...

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[ O3o it’s actually not an awful idea XD ]

Thínil, once finally far enough away from the beast, lowered her pace, keeping her eyes off of Castien and Elohir. The sight of her draped in his arms messed with her brain, and jealousy seemed to cloud her vision. Pushing the thoughts away, Thínil allowed her mood to calm down. Being angry wouldn’t fix anything—it’d only make things ten times worse.

Kulukath felt a familiar conscience brush against his, and he immediately snapped to attention (as much as his drugged brain would allow). Reaching out with his own mind desperately, he managed a quick, Where…are you?

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Castien heard a slight voice in her mind, seeming to echo and grow fainter as she tried to concentrate. The poison, or whatever it was, was starting to take a toll on her, and fighting it was only making it worse. She struggled to stay awake, and managed to open her eyes and try to sit up, and once again found herself being carried. Before she fell though, she was able to manage a quick look at the face of the 'carrier', and he didn't look familiar, not now. Falling back, she managed a slight sentance.

I...dont...know...

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Kulukath frowned and stumbled forward a few steps. Don’t…worry, he said, barely able to form words with his drug-induced tongue. I’ll…find you, Kulukath managed to say before tripping over himself and falling flat onto his stomach, cringing as a rock jabbed into his lower stomach. Keep…in touch. Kulukath said before withdrawing his mind from hers, unable to keep up the connected.

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Hours Later~

A soft moan of anxiety emitted from Castien's parted lips, and she tried to open her eyes, failing to do so. She was aware slightly of lying down, on something soft, and she tried to move, only managing a slight twitch of her fingers. Elohir was standing near her bed, peering down at her and watching her every movement. In fact, it was rather unerving, and Castien distinctivley felt his eyes on her, and managed to raise a hand, covering her eyes.

Where am I?

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Thínil stood in the corner of the room, though it was quite obvious that neither Elohir nor Castien acknowledged her presence. She wouldn’t have it any other way, however. It’d been hours, and she’d seen the desire in Elohir’s eyes, making her shiver every now and again with rage. How did her sister manage to capture Elohir’s heart, when she’d been gone for so long? Why had Elohir, more importantly, waited, when Thínil had been there in front of him the whole time? She didn’t get it.

Kulukath frowned and groaned and got up. His head hurt. He must’ve passed out again. He grimaced and rubbed his head angrily. C….Castien, are you there?

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(I'm going to make Elohir have quite the personality, you'll see. He's going to like Castien and Thinil... Yikes!)

When Castien didn't open her eyes, or make any other movements, Elohir turned slightly, seeing Thinil in the other side of the room, watching the pair intently. He turned all the way away from the bed, a smile on his lips, and straightened, leaving Castien's bedside. He made his way over to Thinil, and raised an eyebrow, before setting his hands down on the wall on either side of her body, and leaning over her slightly.



Kulukath?

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[ woah, serious sibling rivalry here ! xD ]

Thínil caught Elohir’s eye, and was about to move to leave the room, disgusted and upset that she’d been caught, let alone having to see Elohir gape over Castien’s unconscious body, when she saw Elohir coming over to her. She immediately felt her heart start pounding madly in her chest when he boxed her in with his arms, her back pressed against the wall. Keeping her cool, Thínil commented, “What do you want, Elohir. I have places to b-be.” Thínil lost her cool at the end, feeling his warm breath on her neck.

Kulukath was relieved to hear Castien’s voice in his head. Despite the ringing in his own ears, he was happy that she was safe, wherever she was. Castien? Are you all right? He said, ignoring the pain in his ribs where they’d been broken by that stupid arrow. He had immediately began walking again once he felt her conscience brush against his, and he felt a renewed sense of energy.

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(He's sort of a twisted character... So yes, it outta be interesting! xD)

Elohir couldn't keep a smug grin off of his face as he saw Thinil's eyes light up slightly as he leaned over her. She parted her lips to speak, her voice coming out strong in the begining, then wavering and trailing off at the end, showing Elohir that she was obviously affected by how close they were. Elohir shook his head, and only leaned in closer to her, moving his head so that his lips were almost touching her ear. "Really...." He whispered, knowing his breath was tickling over her neck.

Castien tried to move, cursing herself for being such a fool. Her memory was finally starting to sort out the jigsaw puzzle of what had just happened, and she swallowed once, her throat dry and terribly sore. A shiver suddenly prickled down her spine as a familiar voice rang out inside of her head, so only she could hear it.

I dont know...

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[ oh dear xD this is going to be interesting! ]

Thínil was having an extremely difficult time keeping her cool as he leaned in further, whispering into her ear, the warmth of his breath gliding over her neck even closer now. Thínil almost didn’t realize when she was holding her breath. She cursed herself. Thínil knew that nobody else would ever be able to control her as easily as Elohir did. Nobody could bring her down to the wavering mess she was now. Finally, she spoke up, finding her voice, “Y-yes,” but it wasn’t nearly as strong as she’d intended it to be.

Kulukath smiled when she replied; though it wasn’t her reply that made him happy. Simply, it was the joy of hearing her melodious voice again. She sounded tired, and he could sense she most likely was, and he hurriedly replied, I’m coming to find you. Your little village friends left quite a mighty scent trail to follow. I’ll be able to find you within the day, before sunset. Just stay put and rest… I don’t want you getting yourself hurt or into anymore trouble.

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With a slight grin on his face, Elohir raised an eyebrow, then stepped away, giving her an unbelieving nod. "Sure you do." He said, and turned away from her, and back to Castien, who was still lying on the bed.

Castien listened intently, not bothering to move. She was woken to the point she knew that she could open her eyes, but didn't want to look where she was, not yet. Listening to Kulukath made her feel relaxed and safe, even though he wasn't there beside her. Without meaning to, a light smile slipped over her features.

I'm waiting for you... I haven't looked where I am yet. That, I should probably do. Are you alright?

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Thínil almost let out a whimper, but much to her undying thanks, he back away right before it slipped past her throat. When he turned around, she let out the breath she’d been holding and scurried as fast as she could—rather undignified, not even caring that it was Castien he’d returned to. Thínil’s heart was still pumping madly in her chest and she was just glad to be out of his rather…seductive, for lack of a better word, clutches.

Kulukath shrugged, forgetting that she couldn’t see him, I’m fine. Couple’a broken ribs, but they’ll heal. My healing powers should have them healed by the time I reach you. And yes, dear, looking around may help a bit. Though I swear I’ll find you either way. How are you feeling?

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Castien suddenly felt someones hands on her body, and she bolted upright, opening her eyes, before her forhead collided into Elohir's. Swearing harshly, she scrambled backwards on the bed, not sure what the hell he had been doing in the first place. Gazing at his face, she noted a smug grin, and inwardly shivered, before pushing herself farther away from him, if only for comfort's sake. "Elohir, you bastard!" She hissed, suddenly mad at him. Glancing around the room, she noted a small fire crackling in the hearth, a hand carved table and chairs, and a soft bed that she was lying on. This was Elohir's hut. She imedietly stiffened. Women were never allowed in the men's hut's, unless for a specific reason.

Shit!

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Thínil, once outside, dashed into the shadows of her own hut, closing the makeshift door behind her softly and getting herself a drink of water. She hated Elohir. She hated that he could bring her to her knees if he wanted to, and all he had to do was simply look at her and smile one of his dashing smiles. She’d used to pride herself in never having fallen for a male, though she had had a considerable amount of suitors try and win her over. However, no matter how much she tried, Thínil couldn’t seem to get Elohir to take her heart, and now she was being seduced into something that was likely a trap, but a trap that Thínil had already become ensnared in, and she was well aware of it.

Kulukath heard her swear, and he frowned. I’m assuming that means things aren’t going very well. Fear struck into his heart as Kulukath remembered it’d been a male that’d taken Castien. He immediately morphed into a dragon, keeping the scent of the Elves in his nose. Castien! Are you all right?! You have to tell me where you are! Much to his dismay, the Elves’ tracks got harder to track the deeper he soared into the woods.

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Elohir soon reached forward, making Castien scramble backwards on the bed. She wasn't fully revived yet, and she cried out harshly as Elohir caught her around the waist, and pressed his lips harshly against hers. He had pushed her down onto the bed, and in a desperate attempt to get him off of her, brought her fist down harshly on his back, making him collapse ontop of her. Using her own strength, as her powers werent functional yet, she kicked him away from her and scrambled farther backwards, before she hit the wall.

No, no! I'm not ok in the least!

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