13:04:25 [Delaney] As the storm overhead rippled the Worlds from one existence to another, Darkness had come to claim it’s prize. The succubus had survived The Morrigan’s attempt on her life, only to end up under the ownership of Galen, the Dark Prince, and worse, Dannethion. The Elder Lust Daemon had promised to switch her into one of his own, to take her to his own dimension to teach her the way of their kind, or kill her if unsuccessful. It would seem that the Dark Prince however had motives of his own which the Succubi had used to her advantage and in a moment of passion instigated by her lust, she’d formed a partnership with Galen to be her eyes and ears in that of the Dark Clan, the surprise however on Delaney when it was discovered Galen was actually a Prince. Dannethion arrived to claim his prize, making it no way possible for Delaney to say no, though she did stand up to the creature, which proved to be a test he’d planned all along. Terms and conditions of her “freedom” were revealed; from dawn each day to 13:04:43 [Delaney] each day to midday, she would be under the care of the Arch Daemon, transformed into a creature not unlike himself. From Midday to Dawn the next day, she’d be under the guardianship of Galen, meaning freedom had become utterly out of her reach. Training with Evelynne and Jon, Dannethion’s Son, the succubus would be out of reach for hours at a time, safe from The Morrigan but was it truly the lesser of two evils? Her innocence or guilt were no longer questionable, it was life or death for the Succubus, and neither choice were good. The Morrigan and The Ash finally gave way to the tumultuous storm that had given Boson near hurricane winds among other things. Boston is now on the clean up, fallen trees, smashed windows, lost roofs and downed power lines. It was a storm Bostonites had not seen in a long time and the damage was substantial. Many still had no power, using whatever means they could to survive. News states that it could be days before power lines are fixed and Boston will no longer be in the -
13:05:09 [Delaney] the dark. In other news, Spellbound has taken it’s first victim. A young female from south Boston, 19 years of age. Autopsy concluded that Spellbound was within her blood system, making the drug all the more dangerous and now deadly.. Cops are still baffled by the how and where, unable to figure out the true source of the powerful toxin and those investigating it on the side of the Fae, Galen - under the instructions of The Morrigan were no further to finding the truth, his belief that Delaney is innocent making him start from scratch in his investigation.
13:33:23 Galen It had been unfortunate that he and Delaney hadn't got a chance to speak before she was taken again, the sleep she had been put into had lasted right up until it was time for her to go for her training but he had slept right through it, in the form of a tiger at the foot of the bed. He stayed there in case she had woken up but not a sound was heard and when he woke up, she was gone. He forced himself to let it go, he had no choice and and he had tried but to no avail. At least her time would be split up and while she wasn't there, it gave him the chance to get to the bottom of whatever was going on with both sides as well as the drug issue. It was now early afternoon and he was back in his human form, having taken a shower and now dressed in a basic black suit with a deep blue dress shirt and black tie and shoes. He was going to see The Morrigan and, in such an audience, he wouldn't dare show up in normal street clothes. He had made his way to the Manor, the butler answering the door, "I need to speak-13:33:30 [Galen] with the Queen, it's rather urgent. The butler nodded his head slightly then let him in before leading him down the Hall of Shadows to where her throne room would be. As they got close, Galen was stopped before he could enter. "Wait here and I well let her know you have arrived." Galen stood there, looking confident with his head held high, deep down he knew Delaney had used her powers against him but even so, he would have helped her anyway, at least a bit because there was something very wrong going on around here and on the other side of the spectrum. He needed answers and who better to start with.-e-
13:40:01 [NPCs] TheMorrigan: The Hall of Shadows, the ballroom during festivities, the Throne Room during all other occasions, particularity when the Dark Queen was attending audiences. Though the dark were usually the first to disobey rules, obligations, policies and procedures there were some facets of Fae life that even The Morrigan was compelled to do and as such, the woman sat in her ornate obsidian throne with intricate carvings into the glossy black, etched and cut to perfection. Runes and triskilions laced the large chair as her legs dangled over the left arm. While she may have to follow Court procedures, she wasn’t about to give in completely to the age old acts. Leaning back, she reached with her left arm toward a bowl of cherries where a Fae male stood, holding the fruit within his hand, barely moving, much akin to a statue. The cherry was promptly brought to her lips, chewed then another male would step forward with another bowl for her to spit the pit into. She was relax, lax yet none couldn’t deny she held a feminine ==
13:40:19 [BWRP] power. Not like the succubus, something stronger, deeper, powerful. Clan leader and Queen for centuries, the woman was as old as some of the eldest Fae, her lineage going back to the very beginning when the mists rolled upon the old country in the lands beyond where humanity now roam. Where the fountain of youth, the eternal dream and knowledge existed, in the myths and legends that man has yet to prove, The Morrigan was part of the Da’naan, part of the very beginning in much the way The Ash was for The Light. “My Lady, Galen Mac Giolla Phádraig is here to see you.” Morrigan continued to chew for a moment, relishing the juicy fruit before she turned her attention to the butler. “Very well, let him in..” A subtle wave given to dismiss the other males in her service, including the Butler. She wanted to see The Dark Prince alone. After all, he was royalty and deserved as such. As the man would be brought to her, the Queen remained in her comfortable position, ensuing more leg and thigh were revealed than==13:40:43 [NPCs] TheMorrigan: than probably necessary as she eyed him in a hungry manner. Arching a brow, head canting to one side, dark silky hair caught the soft lights of the room every so often. “Galen, My Prince.. Pray tell, what brings you to my Court today. Do you have news on our little annoyance?.”
13:59:04 Galen There was lot of things that just weren't adding up and for as much as he enjoyed chaos and the like, some things needed to keep order or else a lot of their kind, if not all, were in danger. He waited patiently for the Butler to come back, "She is ready to see you." Then he took his leave while Galen stepped inside, seeing His Queen perched atop her throne. He carried a devilish grin on his face as he approached her, bowing slightly out of respect then stood tall as he looked her over. For one so old, her beauty hadn't been stolen away in the slightest, still a picture of perfection in his eyes. "I apologize on such an abrupt request in seeing you my Queen, but a few things have been brought to my attention that I felt needed to be discussed with you." Of course he was going to leave out some details, if she believed he was under the spell of Delaney ,his credibility and respect would be tossed aside and he'd never be able to get the information he requested. "As far as Delaney goes, I intend to get what -13:59:15 [Galen] information I can of her, so far she believes herself innocent of all things, though we both know this to be untrue. I will do what it takes to pull the truth from her. As for the drug itself, a human has been found dead with it in her system, as you may or may not already know. This makes matters more grave for us all but rest assured, I am doing everything possible to find out the full chain of command on who is out there dealing. Catch one, the rest will fall into place." He remained as he was, arms to his sides as he continued to grin. "However, I do have one question for you, if you will humble me in an answer. I would never question your methods my Queen, I hope you do know that." The grin grew wider, almost devilish. "You seem very hell bent on making sure Delaney is out of commission, is there something I should know in regards to that? I understand your motives are your own but if it's something that may be helpful to me in getting to the truth, the I would greatly appreciate knowing what it is." -e-
14:08:46 [NPCs] TheMorrigan: If the Dark Leader was still upset over the massive argument and storm she’d had with The Ash just the previous day, she didn’t show it. The fact that most of Boston was without power didn’t phase the woman. Triskilion Manor had it’s own power source which functioned perfectly fine during such situations. While most humans were struggling to clean up after the storm, the Queen was chewing cherries, while sitting casually in the opulent throne room within the Hall of Shadows. Mortals were only a mean of a way to her. They were sometimes useful but generally a pain, often leaving messes behind which had to be cleaned up. The mere thought of humans alone made her cringe - interfering monstrosities that had ruined the World with its humanity. At least the Dark Fae worked behind the scenes causing all kinds of strife, feminine, poverty, war among so many other things and they viewed it as helping! They were keeping the population down. Galen’s words weren’t lost on her and for a moment, she paused, --14:09:05 [NPCs] TheMorrigan: , rolling her eyes as he mentioned the dead girl; a wave of her hand to dismiss it. “It is of no matter..” the teen was worthless. Whether humans died or not was irrelevant. The key to finding out who the drug was being purchased from, was. “Just one more to add to the pile..” her lips curved into a smile as she slipped her legs down, shifting on the chair to sit in a more “proper” fashion yet as Galen mentioned Delaney her eyes narrowed and her features shifted just momentarily before they were quickly masked. “She’s still alive? I figured she’d be dead by now by Dannethion. I can’t imagine him tolerating her or her presence much. It’s only a matter of time before she’s dust in the wind.” As if to gloat, the woman expelled a sigh of satisfaction though her eyes remained fixed on Galen. “Don’t tell me she caught you under a spell? What did you do, Galen..Let her kiss you?” The foresight the Queen had couldn’t be denied. Climbing from her seat she strolled toward the Prince, walking around him, eyeing him up -
14:09:24 [NPCs] TheMorrigan: and down as she tutted. “I can smell her on you.” She shuddered inwardly before continuing. “My reasons for wanted her out of the way are very simple. She’s a nuisance and bought nothing but trouble to both Clans. The Ash is too sentimental toward others. She was raised by humans. She may have been born the creature she was, but she doesn’t belong in this World. I’m surprised more people cannot see that.” The Queen was definitely hiding something, but the mask upon her feature made it difficult to procure. Galen would have to be more tactful with his questions to get anything other than the same answers she’d continually give..
14:26:50 Galen didn't expect any sympathy from her, he knew how much she disliked Humans but a death was still a problem and would bring even more publicity to the drug, making it harder for him to do his job. But for now, that wasn't the main topic as he watched her features change as soon as Delaney's name was spoken, it amused him as well because it meant it went further than just her being a nuisance. "She is indeed still alive, she's in training right now with him." He didn't mention much more because now the Morrigan had her gazed fixed on him, sizing him up and even more so as he watched her get off her throne and start circling him. He didn't faltered, he let her look him over and the grin still stayed on his face. "I'm under no spell of hers. The only reason I need her alive is so that I can get to the bottom of this drug issue. That's my job and as I recall, the very one you gave me yourself, my Queen." He turned to face her, "And of course you smell her on me, if I am to get answers, I do have to be near her, -14:27:27 [Galen] don't I?" He eyed her over in turn, titling his head just a bit. "SUrely you don't believe I have compassion for her? You know where my loyalties lay, where they always will." His words were purred out to her, possibly insinuating more as he relaxed his body some. "You seem more than irritated over her, and that's not like you to let anyone get under your skin." He leaned toward her a bit, his eyes studying her more closely, until they landed on her eyes, reaching out for her hand, bringing the back of it to his mouth in order to kiss it with a subtle, cat-like grin. "If she upsets you that much then lets hope her training fails and they get rid of her. If that happens, one of two things will follow. Either the distribution will slow on the street and make it easier to go down the chain and wipe them all out, or nothing happens and that's one less bastard Fae out of this world to taint everything." -e-
14:38:44 [NPCs] TheMorrigan: “That’s my point exactly, Galen.. Though why your Father couldn’t see fit to agree with me, we could have avoided this entire issue had she just died the night of the meeting.” The Morrigan moved back toward her obsidian throne, fingers carefully running over the runes that were etched into the stone. Her form shifted much as a shadow - one moment it was there, next it was gone. Among the many talents the Dark Queen had, she was a soul taker, a carrier of souls and a battle ready fearsome who would let no man live, if she had the ultimate choice. Though in her human form which she kept on for appearances in the Manor, she was beautiful, sexual and young - despite her true age. There was resonance in her motion that left most breathless and not on a sexual manner. This was pure power. She silenced a room with her presence and very few dared defy her. Satisfied with Galen’s answers however, she was quiet for the moment, contemplating his words. “In your lessons as a Youngling, did you ever hear of the Midhir -
14:38:56 [NPCs] TheMorrigan: Prophecy?” She paused while slowly turning to face the male. “The prophecy that speaks of one who will destroy the world as it is known, where darkness and light shall be challenged and tear between the now no longer exists?” There was emphasizes in her words as she questioned the Prince. All Fae knew of the Midhir Prophecy, for it was believed that it would mean the end of their Realm. The Fae would no longer be as they are. “We have lived this way for millennia’s. This is our way of existence and while I could do without the pesky humans, this IS our World. The Ash believes that if change is to come, then so be it. It is time. Well, frankly, I’m not of the same mindset. The only changes that should come about is we go to War and the humans are destroyed utterly and completely. We reclaim our lands. Pure and simple. The Prophecy states otherwise.” There was a drawn out silence as she gazed around the room before looking to Galen once more. “If the Succubus is who I think she is, then she’ll kill us all. I, =14:39:10 [NPCs] TheMorrigan: , for one, won‘t allow that to happen and that‘s where YOU come in. If the Lust daemon cannot kill her, or rid her from here entirely, then Galen, YOU will. ”
14:57:29 Galen watched as she moved back toward her throne and though the words he spoke weren't something he necessarily believed in, they seemed to have an impact on her and she seemed satisfied, which is what his aim had been. Trust was important to have if one was to gain the knowledge needed to successfully pursue any goal, whether it was Delaney or the Morrigan herself, he'd do what he had to in order to gain it and hold it. "My Father has always been a sympathizer for Humans, I believe it will be his one fatal flaw but he is set in his ways." Galen had never completely followed the ways and means of the Light Fae, born of parents that were both and the Ash himself, he still had a dark streak within him that had only grown as years went by. As she posed the question about the prophecy, he nodded his head. "Of curse I do." He had heard it and knew of his Father's thoughts as well as hers and though he didn't put much faith in such things, he knew there was a truth to it all and he had been on her side of it. This -14:58:05 [Galen] was their world and they had the right to keep it, no change should just come about because it can. As he listened further, things began to make sense, she believed Delaney was the one? He hid the shock he felt, careful not to betray anything in which she may see inside of him but he did look a bit confused at her last statement and something inside of him stirred at the thought of having to kill Delaney. The Lust Daemon had said he wouldn't kill her, at least not in training but only if it were successful but was he in on this as well, or was it only assumed? He remained silent for a few moments before finally speaking in a clam voice. "Me? Well you have to forgive my ignorance on this matter, my Queen. You know I will follow through with any order you have for me but I must ask, why would I be the only other person to do this if he doesn't?" He was genuinely curious of this answer but as he waited for the answer, other things started to go through his mind. This had nothing to do with the drug at all, she -14:58:45 [Galen] knew this. It was a cover up, something that all Fae would be involved in if it meant identities being found out. He didn't make it known he was focusing on anything else except for her answer.-e-
15:10:11 [NPCs] TheMorrigan: She seemed shocked that he dare question the why. Didn’t he know? Wasn’t he aware? “You are Heir to the Light. You are Prince of the Dark. When the time comes for you to take power in your rightful place, most will have a difficult time following you. However, slay the one who stands to destroy us all, people will follow you without question. Light and Dark.” she stopped then shrugs. “But it is of no matter now. I’ve matters to attend and this topic now bores me. The Daemon Dog will likely do us both a favor, and if my suspicions are correct on just how this Succubus is, then matters will be solved. Even if she isn’t - she could still be one selling her blood, and an example to all Fae who may be doing as such. “ She shrugged then offered him a loose wave. “Go now, Galen. Whilst you spend time with me, you aer lacking in the job I’ve given. Keep in mind what I’ve said and if the opportunity arises.. , then take advantage of it. Don’t let her fool you. She doesn’t care about you. She doesn’t want 5:10:26 [NPCs] TheMorrigan: you other than to use you. Whatever she makes you feel, it isn’t real. Remember that.” With that, the Queen turned back toward her throne and moved passed it, slipping behind the curtain and disappearing into the shadows, leaving Galen to show himself out.
15:19:44 Galen HIs rightful place, sounded so imminent but he listened to her reason all the same, whether he thought it was justified or not. The thought of another killing her seemed just as bad as if he were to do the act. Did she really believe Delaney was this risk spoke of in the prophecy? She didn't even know what she was until only recently. Her last few words stuck with him though, last night she had used, hadn't she? She had got inside him and asked him to be the eyes and ears oft he Dark Fae, to find out what he could but the Queen was right, she didn't care for him or even really like him. Was all of this a mistake? He was being used no matter what, either by the Morrigan, The ASh, Delaney, was he not only a pawn? When she dismissed him, he gave her a slight bow "Yes, my Queen. It'll be done, one way or the other." He turned immediately and quickly left the Hall of Shadows, all the way out of the manor and only then did he let out a low growl at his frustrations. At least he knew something more than he had, -15:20:00 [Galen] valuable information but he wasn't so sure he was ready to tell Delaney just yet. A lot more things weren't making sense and he needed a drink in the worst way possible.-e-
15:27:04 [Vyserhad] As night began to fall in the later hours, the Gargoyle; Vyserhad, was beginning to awake. His eyes pushed through the stone first--the bright red glow resonating as his body began to crack. Crickle. As he began to move, the large stone creature rearing up as he spreads his arms and wings as he roars out with resonance as the shards of his body flew outwards! He had placed himself in a location where structural damage from his shards was minimal. As the stone shards embedded themselves into the walls, ground and flying into the sky...the gargoyle began to stretch a bit. Grunting. Then he spreaded his large bat wings and took flight. He wasn't entirely sure of this world or it's laws, but he knew that people always seemed to scream and run away whenever they saw him. This confused the poor creature, as he thought all humans were like Jon! Why did they keep running away?
15:36:19 Delaney had returned from training just as Dannethion had stated. It was after Midday though, closer to evening as darkness settled on the horizon. Del had chosen to sleep when she returned, the first day draining and challenging, her routine being changed. Dann had seen it fit to return her to Galen’s place, though she had been to exhausted to think on such things or argue. Now, it was dark and she’d woken in a groggy fashion, never one to enjoy waking as she rolled in the bed. Catching the clock on the bedside table, she noticed the time and expelled a breath of air. She had only so many hours to find the answers to her riddles before she’d be returned once more for training. The muscles in her form felt as if they’d been given a once over or more, and she bore several wounds upon her flesh, scratches and bruises - all in all, she had seen better days. Though it wasn’t anything a healing would do, should she be fortunate to taste upon someone this evening. She wondered if Galen would honor her request, or if he’d 15:36:37 [Delaney] request, or if he’d changed his mind from a working partnership to find answers behind The Morrigan and her reasons for wanted her dead. Beyond that, she still had to find the Blood Stone for the Goblins AND the answers to her parentage. It was going to be a busy night, though she was grateful to find some of her clothes had been brought over and as such she took little time having a shower and getting dressed in her usual black leather pants, tight fitting and snug and a small black t-shirt that feminine yet plain. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail that swayed with her walk. She wasn’t aware of Galen’s talk, or his plans for the night. Her own plans consisted on going to the Cork and getting some answers whether Galen agreed or not.
15:53:03 Galen had decided a long walk was in order so that he could clear his head and get better perspective on everything he had found out earlier in talking with the Morrigan, the sun now setting and the evening had returned once more. Before heading to the Cork, he needed to stop home, surely Delaney would have been returned by now after her first day of training and so home would be the first stop before drinking. He quietly made his way into the apartment, closing the door behind him and turned on a light, seeing as the power hadn't been disturbed from last night's storm. He removed his jacket and tossed it on the chair before calling out. "Delaney? You here?" He waited to hear her voice and then frowned as there was no response. "DOn't tell me you're sleeping again." He sighed heavily then walked straight to the bedroom, half expecting to see her curled up in the bed but when he got inside and turned the light on, nothing had changed from the night before, she wasn't there. Maybe she was in the bathroom? The -15:53:24 [Galen] apartment wasn't exactly large. "Delaney?" His voice sounded more strained this time as panic began to set in and he started to frantically check every room, closet, anywhere she may have been hiding. "Delaney!" He was more frantic now, "I swear to god if he didn't return you." Well what was going to do if she hadn't been? He didn't hold any sort of power or command to make him bring her back, it was just a verbal agreement. "Or if you ran off.." Maybe she had been and then took off to get away? He needed to find her, make sure was okay and to get to her before someone else did. Maybe the Morrigan was ready to have her killed, but he wasn't and so he grabbed his jacket, exited the apartment and locked the door behind him before he started off to the Cork to see if she had maybe gone there, or to ask around if anyone had seen her.-e-
16:02:43 [Vyserhad] And it was by chance only that Vyserhad had stumbled upon the place known as 'The Cork'. He was hovering in mid air as his wings flap--he was able to stay aloft and flying for excessively long periods of time. But he noticed that aside from humans, various other things were entering as well--and quite a few of them were setting off his Daemon sense. Tilting his head, the Gargoyle flew down towards and the ground and slipped inside. Strange place. The people inside of The Cork did give him momentary glances as he entered--but regarded him about as normally as Jon did. Folding his wings before he had entered, the gargoyle was glancing around. It was like the pubs back in his home village, but he was from a day and age where Medieval times were the normal. So--this modernized bar has him staring at everything...looking absolutely confused and utterly hopelessly lost.