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Post by Manic_Moriarty (Main) on Sept 5, 2017 15:26:28 GMT -8
Manic had watched as Peter was brought in and much like Abi he had to look away. He also had to move away physically as he could feel the presence of the cold iron do to his close proximity to it. He hid his discomfort though buy making it look like he was moving off to find a place to put his helmet and such. The demon setting the helmet down and then removing his sword and his shield. "I hope you don't mind if I take this stuff off but it ill be easier to work for you without it" he said, not even turning to say goodbye as Bastion left with Peter and Alex. He couldn't, not without having to look at his boy in such a horrible state. It was taking every fibber of his being to not lash out or break down.
"Abigail if you could help me get some of this stuff off please" he said in a cold and heatless sort of tone. Once he was removed of his armour he would be wearing nothing more than black boots with pants of the same colour along with a thin white top. His tanned skin glowing a soft blue as his eyes retained their red hew. "If you would be so kind as t show us to the garden your majesties" He managed to say and even gave them both a bow. they were not out of the woods yet and he would rather the forced kindness than the feel of cold iron on his flesh.
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Post by Abaddon on Sept 5, 2017 15:54:56 GMT -8
Abaddon gave Peter a heartless look as he was set down before him, grunting as he looked over the damage that Azazel had dealt to him. He felt it was too early for this, without the ability to heal these kinds of wounds and the lack of slaves they currently had he found this severity of punishment to be unnecessary however the damage was done now. He would give a sickening grin to Bastion as he pushed Peter from his lap before he would get blood on him, Bastion in time to catch him and take off running.
"Do come back... we do ever so love visitors." Abaddon would quip, prompting him to let out a sadistic laugh as the three fled the temple. Abaddon would then turn his attention to Manic as he moved to remove his equipment. Abaddon would wave his arm at him in a dismissing manner, having about to tell him to remove it anyways. "Any weapons or armor are to be removed from your persons. From this day fourth until your so called friend comes back for you, you are our servants not warriors." He would say, pushing up and finally standing to his feet. He would begin to walk towards Manic, his size slowly increasing until he stood over twelve feet tall, just a foot above Adalyn.
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Post by X_Orisimark_D on Sept 5, 2017 16:09:05 GMT -8
Azazel looked to them and laughed as he saw them run out following them so he could unlock the doors. "Have fun while your gone when you come back they make look exactly like peter." he said as he opened the doors for them and closed them. He walked to his room and put the jar back before returning to abbadon.
he walked in seeing manic take his armor off "shall we put them in shackles my lord or are they fine as is?" he asked as he moved over to the shackles shaking them together so he could hear the rattle sound "oh these so worked on peter I wonder if they will work on you king of hell." he said addressing manic "I have been in hiding from all of the hellish buracracies that someone like you pushes through." he said as he smiles and looked over to Abigail and moved towards her his tail would wrap around her waist "though I'm sure I could use someone like you" he said as he leaned in and sniffed her "yes you would be perfect. you smell of rich people. Oh how fun it would be to toy with you while you are here." he said as he moved next to abbadon staying his normal 8'11
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 5, 2017 21:57:42 GMT -8
Once everything was said and done and peter was moved out.. She let out a very quiet sigh of relief. She moved to help him with his armour taking it off , as he requested and also as abaddon had requested. She to removed her on weapon which she would have been clumsy to use anyway
She slowly watched abaddon increase in size until he stood over manic . She would play the game for now , the game of power and fear , she new the game well, she had played it before , but never with 12 and 8 foot demons . Time would tell if they would more of a threat then Caiman or Mordred, both former gods of evil or her brother, who worked for them.
She would let the tail be wrapped around her waist, she abhorred being touched in such a way especially by a demon , for a worker for the house of light it felt like an abomination to her. It made her feel dirty and sent a shiver up her spine like she had a thousand ,centipedes crawling a across her skin , and Azazel would catch her squirming like a she had just been asked to kiss a slimy toad when he sniffed her . But she said nothing still , and relaxed only slightly , when he went away ,
She had heard him ask about Shackles. They had agreed to treat them not as slaves but as guests , who would work in the garden, but she knew that it would be too much to ask for them to keep , their word , they were demons after all. She was going to speak , but figured that time was over. She really hoped bastion would return soon.
she waited till she would be dismissed to go to work . or if they still wished to play games with them.
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Post by adalyn on Sept 6, 2017 4:21:22 GMT -8
Grinned as she watched the three exit. A glare shot to Azazael about the way Peter was punished. She had saved him from Bane only to have this happen to him? "Azazael, next time you feel like punishing one of MY gardeners, make sure it's in a way that they can still tend to a damned garden!" She watched Azazael approach the woman and tease her in his own way as the woman was trying to help Manic take his armor off.
When Azazael moved back to the shackles however, and jingled them asking if he should put the shackles on the man and woman, Adalyn looked to Azazael and sneered, "Are you trying to make me lose MY GARDEN?!" she growled at him. She moved to slap Azazael across the face. "Until they act up, they will be treated as guests as agreed for the sake of MY GARDEN!"
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Post by Manic_Moriarty (Main) on Sept 6, 2017 13:22:25 GMT -8
Manic looked to Abi “thanks for the help” he said to her, him only 6’2” tall and so shorter than the other demons there.He had short white hair through with black bull horns would poke. Each was tied with gold both to look fancy and because h had gotten his horns broken a some point and Bastion had fashioned him new tips to place the old ones from gold he had smithed himself. He had a tanned body that was mostly covered despite Manic normally preferring to wear as little as possible he had been sure to put on some decent underclothes for abi’s sake. Part of him feeling the armour would come off during battle like it always did and not wanting to upset her too much. then again Azazel was naked.
He growled as Azazel touched Abi in the way he did, not backing away or looking scared as Abandon got closer and grew in size. He was more than ready to get to work at this point as it would take his mind off of the things bothering him. He had made sure to remove all weapons though he continued to wear the golden charm that hun on a neckless about his neck. It wasn’t a weapon in the traditional sense but more of a guard to keep Bastion from feeling anything that would b done to Manic while the man worked here building the garden.
Manic knew he didn’t need to tell Abi that this was going to be a true feat due to the heat of the place. even if they did get a sun for light and water for the pants to drink he would be surprised if they managed to grow much here beyond cactus and other such desert plants.
At the mention of shackles he nearly reported but then found that he would not need to as Adalyn stepped in and slapped the man across the face. This made Manic smirk as he was glad that the treaty was at least being honoured.
With the talk over and everyone ready to go he said nothing just as Abi had done. The last thing he needed to do was mess up and give them any reason to go back on their word. Now h just stood and waited to be taken to where the garden would be.
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Post by Abaddon on Sept 7, 2017 7:18:19 GMT -8
Abaddon would get a chuckle out as he watched Adalyn strike Azazel, turning back to look down at Manic. "The agreement was as guests." He would agree before walking towards the entrance to the throne room, walking out into the hall. "You shall follow me." He demanded to Abi and Manic however not waiting very long for them before he continued towards the main gates and out into the dying garden that Peter had tried to create. Here he would finally stop and wait for Manic and Abi to catch up, not worried about Adalyn or Azazel since they would either follow or stand in the throne room to speak. He found Adalyn's act of power to be empowering and gratifying to see however something urked him in the back of his mind. He would look back towards the interior of the fortress.
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Post by X_Orisimark_D on Sept 7, 2017 11:07:31 GMT -8
Azazel would take the slap "yes sorry mistress." he said as he bowed his head down in a apologetic way "I will be careful next time." he said as he would put the shackles around his shoulders and began to follow abbadon out "coming right behind them master." he said as he would make sure they walked with abbadon still he walked. He had seen the way abi reacted to him and it only pleased him this was the response he hoped for.
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 7, 2017 20:43:22 GMT -8
She watched Adalyn slap azazel and punish him much like , they had done so with alex. However this was not politics, it was a show of power, and a reminder of who was in charge. A a reminder that sometimes less is more. but then again they were demons , devoid of any kind of real feeling besides malevolence and maltreatment .They were only capable of living off anguish. She really had no respect for them , however she would mind her manners while she was their guest.
Then they began to move out , there footsteps much wider then hers. She didn't really care to run, but she did so , to catch up with them , and after a time reaching the place the abaddon had stopped at. abi may be rich , but she was not estranged from hard work , her chosen profession of a cleric , did not allow for laziness.
She looked across the place that peter had started dieing and practically dead .. " We shall Start Afresh Your grace , and prepare this place for the next batch of seeds "
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Post by adalyn on Sept 8, 2017 4:31:55 GMT -8
Watched them all leave and moved to the bedroom
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Post by Manic_Moriarty (Main) on Sept 9, 2017 4:58:21 GMT -8
Manic would follow along with the others. He didn’t run like Abigail did and just moved ad a quick walk instead. He could have used magic to keep up but he wanted to reserve what energy he had for such things in case he should need it latter. Manic was not beyond putting Azazel in his place if the need arises again. Besides he has eyes and could keep the man in view even if h took much longer strides. It wasn't like they were going through twisting and winding paths after all.
Looking out on the dying garden he would frown, some of the plants even catching fie and burning now from the heat being too much for them. “I’ll start pulling this stuff up. I’ll need a rake, shovel and something to haul the waste with. A blanket would do if you have nothing else please” he said this all as nicely as he could and made sure to look at Azazel to let him know he was asking him to go fetch the supplies needed. Manic would just go get it all himself but he was new here and didn’t know where anything was.
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Post by Abaddon on Sept 9, 2017 6:35:28 GMT -8
Abaddon would turn looking at the two new servants with a cold look in his eyes. He would see them as they surveyed the dying foliage, crossing his arms as he watched over them. "I do hope you you two can handle the job you have chosen..." He would begin, his sadistic grin growing back on his face. "If you fail to produce a flourishing garden I might consider that breaking our deal." He would say, alluding to the consequences of their failure. It was not as if it didn't pass through his mind before. His expression would fall however as he looked off into the distance again, he was apparently deep in thought about something important enough to distract him.
"Tools?" He would suggest as Manic asked for what he needed to get started before looking to Azazel. With how new Azazel was to the fortress would he have an idea of where to find tools. Abaddon couldn't help but chuckle at his own folly. He stole the fortress and only Adalyn had extensively explored the rooms. Not even Abaddon knew of where to find the tools for gardening though considering the garden that once grew on this island there must be somewhere. Adalyn was the most likely to know where they were but Abaddon couldn't help but feel that maybe now was not the best of times to ask her for a favor... In fact.
"Azazel!" Abaddon would command, looking over to him suddenly. "Take them to the supplies they require and watch over them." He would say, turning about and heading back inside. He would stop however, turning his head back to look at them through the corner of his eyes. "I will be watching..." He would say before he moved back into the fortress, heading through the throne room towards the master bedroom tower where Adalyn had gone. He had suspicions about something and needed to confirm them...
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Post by X_Orisimark_D on Sept 10, 2017 14:11:58 GMT -8
Azazel would nod "yes master I will do as you wish. please tell the mistress I am sorry for my behavior." he said as he looked to the two "come with me peasants." he said as he would wait for them to start following him before he walked through the doors behind them "and remember to do well or master will be mad and I don't want to see master mad." he said as he walked through the castle checking the doors to see if he could find the tools. He lead them through the fortress before stopping at a door and opening finding all the tools they would need "ah here we are." he said moving from the doorway "go and get them and I will bring you back to the garden"
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Post by abigailhazsky on Sept 10, 2017 15:43:00 GMT -8
she wold nod to abaddon " Indeed we can " once the constructs came and the water stone , and the sun stone , the constructs would finish the rest of the work , and then what was to become of the garden would be out of their hands, They were here to prep. for the coming of those things. " No we will prep the garden and then constructs should be able to take care of the rest , so that your garden will always be tended." She Smiles at him this is where abi did her best work she was very confident about her skills .
She would nod to azazel and follow him to where they needed to go , as she did would talk to bastion , about where to start how the rows should go and the best way to irrigate the garden using the water , and sun stone in unison together . so that the plants would stay cool , but also get the optimal amount of sunlight needed .
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Post by adalyn on Sept 11, 2017 11:58:40 GMT -8
Adalyn stands in their bedroom, her hand holding one of the drapes, having it moved slightly so that she could look down at those that were tending to the garden. The thought of one flourishing within the Abyss brought a smile to her lips. Life was being brought back to the Abyss, first with Adalyn's pregnancy, now with the garden that was about to grow. A grin formed on her lips and she brought her other hand to rest on the bump that was her stomach
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Post by Abaddon on Sept 11, 2017 11:58:55 GMT -8
Abaddon would walk in, swinging the doors of the bedroom wide before walking up the steps. He would take in the air that flowed through the tower. He would look to Adalyn first, giving her a grin before walking over and looking at the painting she had made a while ago.
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Post by adalyn on Sept 11, 2017 11:59:23 GMT -8
hearing Abaddon, she turned her head to look at him. Seeing him looking at the painting, that painting seemed like it had been made a lifetime ago. For her, it was. She was different then, human with human emotions who loved to paint. Now, she was an archfiend whose focus was the garden
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Post by Abaddon on Sept 11, 2017 11:59:32 GMT -8
Abaddon grinted, his smile fading as he looked over the painting before back to Adalyn. She had changed a lot since her first arrival. He would look her over, wondering what would become of this, of her. He wondered if he were to die, would she call herself Abaddon.
"Adalyn..." He would start, looking over the painting again. What was wrong with him, the way he felt was odd. Perhaps Bane had gotten to him, perhaps Bane was right. Was he getting weak he wondered as he gazed over the painting again. "Will you still paint for me?" He would ask, looking over the human Adalyn in the painting.
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Post by adalyn on Sept 11, 2017 11:59:55 GMT -8
blinked her eyes as his request. Will she still paint for him? Could she still paint for him? She had indeed changed. The tear glowed inside her as he looked over the human Adalyn in the painting. The horns and tail starting to shrink, as well as her size. Red flesh began to turn pale, the clothes that hugged the 11 foot archfiend became loose and fell from her form.
Stepping up behind Abaddon, Adalyn brought a hand up, draping the palm over his shoulder. She whispered in the soft voice she had as a human, "Of course I will still paint for you Abaddon." If he turned around, he would see her standing before him, human once more
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Post by Abaddon on Sept 11, 2017 12:00:08 GMT -8
Abaddon would turn and look her over, her demonic form having receeded back, leaving her looking human again. He would give her a gentle smile, confirming his susspicions. "Maybe he was right... maybe I am growing weak." He would say, looking over the painting again. "Perhaps it was partly your human nature I found so appealing..." He would say. He felt as though he was comming to terms with something as he looked her over again. "I love who you were and who you've become. To see you come so far to nearly step into my seat." He said to her, reaching up and running a hand through her hair. "Your commanding voice enthralls me... but I find myself missing your gentle nature..." He would say. He was a strange creature, perhaps it was this gentlness that drew him to the beauties of the earthly plane. The want to grow a garden out of the contrast of what he lacked... or what he believed he lacked.
"As much as it might sound weak of me... or odd... promise me one thing Adalyn." He had walked to the balcony to look out where she had been and he turned back to her. "If you would... never forget who you were. For all the changes you will take, the forms you will take... don't abandon that piece of you." He would say. The words he spoke bothered him, however not in the way one would susspect. He was an archfiend, a center of demonic power and to say such things. He was beginning to sound weak.
He would look back to the balcony and chuckle. Maybe Adalyn was destined to outgrow him. She might be the death of him... In fact she might be the one to end him he thought... however he did not regret her.
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Post by adalyn on Sept 11, 2017 12:05:22 GMT -8
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Post by adalyn on Sept 11, 2017 12:06:37 GMT -8
watched him walk away, to the balcony. Those eyes would follow him. His words touched her ears and she looked to him with a sadness. Was he not happy? Those eyes lower and 'Adalyn' slipped, the tear coming forth and looked to Abaddon through Adalyn's eyes. Voice growing monotone and unlike Adalyn's. "What do you wish of me. I changed this human for you, now you wish her back, but not.... I understand not"
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Post by Abaddon on Sept 11, 2017 12:06:57 GMT -8
Abaddon would chuckle again, looking back to her. "You are a part of my soul... I find it strange you of all things do not understand... or perhaps somwhow I have traded you for a part of her. I only had you created... I know not how you work." He would say, looking out again. He would think for a long while, staring down at the gardeners working. "Do you see our garden? When she changes does she appreciate its beauty?" He would ask as he turned back to face her.
"Her body will change to adapt the power you bestow upon her..." He would begin, looking deep into her eyes. "But I do not wish for her to change. If she does it should be on her own not through the tear. If you wish to change her body then so be it but her mind..." He would pause, lowering his eyes. "Her mind I wish to be retained." He would finish.
"If she becomes cruel and commanding then so be it... but as long as she is in full control I believe she will still be Adalyn. The day she ceases to be Adalyn and becomes Abaddon completely will be the day I meet my end... for I believe she might just become a more powerful Abaddon than I."
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Post by adalyn on Sept 11, 2017 12:07:19 GMT -8
head nods, thinking it understands. But for now, just for now, it would leave Adalyn in this human form. A reminder to Adalyn and to the tear of what she once was. "I believe I understand." The tear growing quiet and Adalyn walked up to Abaddon. Her hand gently taking his and bringing it to her lips and giving his fingers a gentle kiss. Those soft brown eyes looking up to him
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Post by Abaddon on Sept 11, 2017 12:07:34 GMT -8
Abaddon would give her a soft smile. "Within the tear is a piece of my soul... a piece that now forever lives in you." He would tell her, not sure if he ever had before. He would take a deep breath and run his hand through her hair, draging his palm along her soft cheek. "A garden is a garden... it can die and grow another but you... once you are gone you are gone forever." He would say, closing his eyes and chuckling lightly.
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Post by adalyn on Sept 11, 2017 12:08:29 GMT -8
those soft brown eyes look to him as she whispers out, "I don't want to ever be gone from you Abaddon. I love you." she would push her cheek slightly against his hand. Those eyes gazing into his. "I will always paint for you." the fingers of her hand curl around his and she lowers it from her cheek, to her stomach as movement can be felt
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Post by Abaddon on Sept 11, 2017 12:08:36 GMT -8
Abaddon would smile to her again, pulling her close to him. He would take a deep breath and look out at the abyss below. "In all of this hell... to have a single rose. I love you... my queen." He would say, bending down and picking her up into his arms.
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Post by adalyn on Sept 11, 2017 12:08:51 GMT -8
smiled as he picked her up into his arms. She brought her hand up to cup his cheek once more, bringing her lips to his. When the kiss broke, she whispered out, "My King."
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Post by Abaddon on Sept 11, 2017 12:09:55 GMT -8
Abaddon would grin his sinister grin once more as her kiss broke, carrying her to the bed. He would place her down on the bed, climbing nearly on top of her. He would reach up, pulling the curtains down that hung around the canopy of the bed, obscuring the view of anything that might happen within the dark curtains.
Meanwhile outside...
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Post by Manic_Moriarty (Main) on Sept 13, 2017 15:11:56 GMT -8
Manic had followed Azazel into the building and down the various halls. He just grunted at the words of caution of Azazel. Manic had to smile a bit at Abi’s words even if he was worried for his son back in Tyran. He would talk to her about their plans for what needed to be done. When they at last came across the tools he gathered what he could into a wheel barrel waiting on Azazel and Abi before heading back. It would b a touch bit of work, he could only hope Bastion got back soon.
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