Lover's Reunion((closed))

[Shortie_Chee]

((This is a thread meant for me and Seth_Rahl only))

"Shiva...Shiva!"

The demoness blinked. She had been staring off into space, her platinum skin shining brightly in the sun. Her mentor, Daria, was impatiently waving her Agiel in front of Shiva's face, waiting for her pupil to come down to earth.

"Shiva! The caravan's leaving without us! Either hurry up and get going or we won't get paid for this, remember?"

Shiva nodded absently. In reality, she was still staring off into the distance, at the island that was growing closer and closer in her vision; Scara Brae. She didn't know why she was so interested in going there...every time the name was mentioned, her heart pounded.

"Shiva!" Her mentor was getting red-faced at this point.

"Yeah, yeah, I know." Shiva folded her wings and slowly drifted back to the ground. Daria jumped from the edge of the hill and landed lightly, like a cat, before speaking to her pupil again.

"What were you doing up there anyways? I told you nearly ten minutes ago that we were going to leave soon."

Shiva sighed. Normally she was very happy and hyper(even she knew this), but today she just seemed to be on edge. "I don't know. I guess...I don't know what we'll find there."

"You've never been to Scara Brae?" The Mord-Sith was genuinely puzzled.

"No. The village I told you about...that was the only place I had ever been to before I met you."

"Well don't you worry." Daria smiled. Sometimes she could have a temper, but the Mord-Sith teacher was compassionate. "There's nothing there that we can't handle, I'm sure."

"That's not what I meant."

Daria frowned, and was about to say something when the demoness and she heard yelling coming from the direction of the caravan. "Damn!" Daria swore. She looked to Shiva and nodded.

Automatically, a pair of great wings sprouted from her back, and, grabbing her teacher and taking a running start, Shiva flew into the air.

((Daria weighs about 132 lbs.))

[Seth_Rahl]

It was a sunny, but cold morning. Why was it so cold? Ifrit wondered this to himself as he unconciously shielded himself from the sun's rays, which seemed to pierce his dark skin like spears. Normally he would be as warm as a child sitting by a christmas fire, but now he felt a little...chilly.

It wasn't unpleasant though, it was just...different. Different in a way he never thought that could be. He stood silently on the docks, staring off into the clouds, breathing in the soft air that flowed like petals across his skin.

"Ya' want somethin', breed?"

Ifrit snapped out of his revery to see a disgruntled sailor staring at him while smoking an awefully large cigar. "What?"

"Ah said, ya' want somethin'? 'Cause I don't 'ave the time t' sit an' watch a breed all day." The sailor stomped his foot with a thump, and the demon noticed he had a peg leg.

"No, what did you call me? A 'breed'?"

"Yeah. A breed, 'cause that's what'chya are. A demon/ human crossbreed. See 'em all the time 'round here." Now the sailor was getting impatient, stomping his peg leg repeatedly. "Now, ya want somethin o' not? 'Cause if not, i'm gonna 'ave to ask ya ta leave. Its bad for business, 'avin a breed sittin' on here de-" He never got to finish his sentance because by that time Ifrit had had enough of him and shoved him off the deck with a splash. The other sailors turned to look, but Ifrit gave a fierce glare that told them to mind their own business or suffer the same as he.

The swordsman slipped back into his revery of the wind, letting it caress him as he wondered what this day would bring him...

[Taskmienster]

This thread has been sitting for a full year. Since no response has been made to create activity I am going to be moving this. If you would like it to be reopened please feel free to PM myself or another admin and they will be able to move it for you back to Scara Brae.