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Baroness DuMorne

Demonic Nobility

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Date: Mar 23, 2009

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"Rowan..." Shit... "Yes, My Lord?" The voice, both melodic and harsh at the same time seemed diminished somehow. Rowans supposed that with it being just her, there was no need for the full power show. But even diminished it was still damn impressive. "You are familiar with the creature. I trust that will not affect your actions." Um... "Of course not My lord." There was no pause, no indicated that the Dark Lord took anytime to think that over. He asked, she answered, it was simple as that and with their business done his last word was simpler still. "Leave." Turning around Rowan was half way to the door when the Dark Lord's booming voice filled the room again. This time it was a command, despite the odd undertones there was no mistaking an order for what it was. "When Xander asks of what we spoke. Do not tell him" Shit... "Of course My Lord" Again the Priest Puppet held out his hand to direct Rowan to the exit. Moving past the priest she brushed against his robes and smiled politely. Whether he was even aware of what he was doing or not, it never hurt to smile at the help. They knew more than the masters, sometimes. To her surprise, well not really surprise, disappointment maybe, Xander was nowhere to be found in the Catacombs. Which was just as well, she didn't feel very chatting at that moment anyway. Once she was free of the Catacombs and on her way home, Rowan had a spark and from that spark an idea grew. She needed a box. The first antique store she came across happened to have just what she wanted. It was a small iron jewelry box. Clean and untouched by dirty hands for years, the metal bore no trace of anything that it might have housed once upon a time. A clean slate as far as those things went. Cheap too, which was a bonus. ----- Not bothering with the door, Rowan let herself in. Xander's place was definitely his. Neat, proper, elegant and so cold the very air burned her lungs. Smiling a secretive smile Rowan took herself on a tour. Touching shiny surfaces where she could, smearing fingerprints on glass and granite. In his bathroom she turned on the hot water, letting the mirror get all fogged up and after licking her finger, Rowan drew a smiley face "Hi Xander" underneath and watched the steam fade from the room. The picture would linger till his next shower. Rowan hoped it was a hot one. But she wasn't there to amuse herself. Slipping the box and a card onto his skin, she pressed her lips over the small piece of glossy cardboard that only held the letter R, like her own personal seal. The gift, it was a risky move on her part. But if she was right then the Dark Lord wouldn't even notice it gone. While they held "court" with Him, Rowan watched the play of power over the various items in the room. None of which she could take with her save one. Opening the lid, Rowan peeked inside the small box at the black crystal Rosary handled by the Priest Puppet. Even now if she squinted hard enough she could see a faint shimmer of something dark around the beads. The iron would keep it safe, but if Rowan was right, perhaps the reason the Dark Lord staged the scene for them was because he had to? All interesting things to think abut and something she would leave up to Xander. They could always compare notes later. (Inside the Box) __________________

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