Topic: Watching the game

Myllyanna Lotus

Date: 2006-11-29 12:56 EST
** This was orginally a part of another Story Line going on in Rhydin that never finished, there for... never started.

None of these events have taken place**


Myllyanna, invisible as night watched over the city. Not an eye could see her but the holiest of holy or if perhaps another that matched her strength would be able to see the tiny aura of the true soul that was her from above the city.

The chaos amused her, interested her as one might say? watching two old men playing chess in a park. Each moving slowly, trying to think 5 moves ahead. But this mess moved much more quickly, erratic. No one thinking that far a head. Maybe one or two players a meer step ahead of the game or close behind.

Ah, she wanted to know who would truly win, so may little battles. She felt the notion of her soul tapping a finger on her chin as she smirked a very crooked smile. How could this work for her?

So far nothing came to the mind of the ancient of ancients. So she would wait, watch. None had come out against her, and she doubted they would. But as she watched the unholy one, she pondered. A beast with an uncaring god at her leash. Demons had no fear of gods. What would they do? send her to hell? Been there, own property. The sisters, they had never stepped against her either. She would wait, watch, learn and should either party? She would rip and eat their soul. Simple.

She sent a sliver of a message to Ami ?Seek and learn, bring me back something juicy. Send the ferrets, you are horrible as staying well hidden.?

She felt a ping of self anger come over, but it diminished and was replaced with absolute resolve and dedication. Ami would do as told.

?Ah Rose, you should be watching with me, what fun could be had.?

Myllyanna Lotus

Date: 2008-04-16 11:11 EST
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It seemed longer then what it actually was. But that's how it was when you waited for things.

From a stone balcony facing the town, Myllyanna stood looking off into the distance. So did about 12 others. All so very different yet all the same. Each seemed to share the same physical traits as Mylly. Sharp slants to their eyes with slight variations in skin color and hair. One really stood out among the others...

"Garet," she used his first name. "There is a mirrored box on the table over there. Would you bring it to me please?"

Those gathered, drifted apart to give Garet room to move towards the table.

"At once M'Lady," the young man moved from his appointed position with purpose, as he made his way through the channel, they had created for him, a moment later he was in front of the table. The mirrored box taken in hand, as he looked over it briefly in a curious manner. A moment later, Mister Jax, was kneeling before the Lady herself, the box held aloft to her, in presentation. "Your box M'Lady, as you requested," mayhaps a bit too formal at times, but Garet was not one to disrespect the Lady, even by accident.

The mirrored box, simple in design held only a silver monocle. Garet quietly watched as her slender fingers plucked it from its resting spot. But instead of holding the monocle to her eye she held it out at arms length in front of the group, pointing towards the city in the west.

Lifting himself once more, the young man, continued to hold the box, as he placed himself at her side, until she desired otherwise. His eyes curiously looked around the room, and then rested on the monocle, the Lady held.

"The show is about to start, let us watch shall we?"

Myllyanna flicked the monocle from her fingers into the night. Where it stopped and fluttered in midair. A shadow of an eye formed with in the delicate frame and took in its audience. And with a blink of the eye quite literally, it projected a scene of West End in front of the party. With in its wavering edges though, came a silent but crystal clear vision of brutality, carnage, blood and beasts.

A softly whispered gasp escaped the young man's mouth, as he obviously was taken by complete surprise, and truly, by his actions had wanted to say more. Still he refrained, yet his eyes betrayed him, more than ever.

Siamese Ming

Date: 2008-04-16 13:04 EST
of course ming was curious. he was a cat.

ming lazily stretched in midstep as ming swirled his way between ankles and rubbed along in slow fingure eights between a couple plant and vase stands.

ming watched from wide eyes. not view humanish show and Mistress show. ming watched ling. Mistress send ling to watch closer. what eyeball no see. Mistress looking for someone.

of course ming was curious. he was a cat.

Chong

Date: 2008-04-16 13:18 EST
Chong stood in silence. Again and again, the Mistress surprised him. Always something new and it just never seemed like a big deal to her.

Then again if you had been walking the planes as long as she had. He?d only heard stories when had traveled together scores ago. Those were more lessons then actual stories. He learned something unforgettable each time.

Something large flashed into the view. And it was not lightning.

A scaled back and leathery wing span engulfed the image, but just for a moment. Veering to the right and then straight up as lightning flashed nearby, the dragon winged her way above the storm clouds, following the scattered band deeper into the West End.

The wind picked up, aiding in the assault, lightning adding great flare to the fight at the docs in the distance as the monocle?s view zoomed in to a yellow haired battle maiden as she fought to get to her feet, fought to stay focused. Struggling, she pulled her sword free and shrugged off the hold that gripped her like death itself. Spinning around, blade ready to face her attackers. Chong saw that there was no one there.

The yakuza, only a few of the closest he trusted came with him. Myllyanna while owning them outright, didnt approve of them just in and out of ShinKa. They were all ordered to stay out of the mess in West End. This mess. Until she gave word there would be no move even though it looked like a tempting fight.

Li Xiang

Date: 2008-04-16 13:55 EST
It was crouched on the high rooftop as it observed those below.

As the red-skinned demoness took note to watching those fighting moving off to the Market Place, she?d been noted, but only a fraction before true movement revealed her presence.

Li had no doubt as the view came to the trinket?s gathered, the Mistress had caught it as well.
He didn?t even have to ask.

?She is a youngling.? And that was that. Even if the other demoness was centuries old and powerful, she was a youngling compared to Myllyanna. Myllyanna felt no threat and would not waste another thought on it.

Li on the other hand thought it careless to be so bold in a fight that was not yours. Who?s side was this one on? Was she trying to take a bit of the Lotus area? Doubtful. But he would watch.

As its great, bat-like wings stretched to their full span and took air, Li felt Ming brush by his leg. He gave the feline a nudge sharply and got a half hearted hiss in reply.

Myllyanna Lotus

Date: 2008-05-12 15:14 EST
"I didnt notice."

They could take that for what ever they wanted to. It was true she was a youngling. Myllyanna still had watched her for a moment. There were more then a few things Myllyanna kept hidden even from her closest confidants.

Maybe one day she would have to show them? Malice pounded in her heart 3 times then she let out a long breath through her nose and flicker her wrist making the view shift, as if pointing where it should look.

She'd avoided looking in that general direction for some time, but now she had to! she even uncharacteristically took steps forward to peer as something she was sure none of the others could see yet.

"Shinto" she growled, I always hated that place. Her red painted lip curled Then stopped. It was not only her attention they had grabbed. In her eyes, she saw the blinding light, and the shadow that started to loom over it like an eclipse made up of several smaller bits.

And then the light was lost, gone to a swarm of dust and ruble.

Garet

Date: 2008-06-06 20:24 EST
Garet Jax continued to watch what had been transpiring, with a great deal of interest, mixed with a subtle trepidation. The young man felt the tension abound, as the group continued to observe the events of WestEnd, and it's players. Occasionally, his dark eyes settled upon the form, of the Lady of ShinKA, and in turn went from person to person. His attempt to somehow read the faces of the others assembled had failed, as each person was intently focused on what was playing before them.

It was still silent, for a bit of time before the Lady herself, had commented on something, that indeed seemed to strike a nerve, if not several, all at once..

"Shinto."

The way the word was brought forth.. The tone of the Lady's voice made it quite clear, that she was hardly pleased with even having to mention such a name. Garet's attention once more was soley on the Lady, as dark eyes watched her carefully. That only lasted a moment, as something else caught his attention, as the young man saw the blinding light, and what soon ensued after.

A slow shake of his head, as Garet recognized the area before the light, and figured if there were indeed Shinto present, it was undoubtedly, the--

"Urashima Clan..."

His voice soft, but sure in it's nature. He felt it was indeed, the Urashima Clan.

Garet could not hide his dismay, no matter how much he wished he could. His friends were somewhere out there, and here he was safe.. His duty to the Lady was without question, and he knew that above all else. His place was here with her, and the Onyx. However, he still felt remorseful, no matter how much he tried to re-assure himself.