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Post by Alethia on Jun 10, 2007 0:29:26 GMT -5
"I'll put a word in his ear," the talkative priest chuckled, opening the door to slip inside.
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Post by iamtuo on Jun 10, 2007 2:24:47 GMT -5
The woman almost sighed in relief that he decided to go inside to speak with the high priest. She slowly rolls her eyes over to keep an eye on the other guard, searching for the ring that followers of Bael often have.
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Post by Alethia on Jun 10, 2007 19:55:46 GMT -5
Sure enough. his ring was prominently displayed on a knuckle, as well as a second one next to that one. This was apparently a very dedicated follower. He also had a variety scars over his body, in varying degrees of freshness. After a few minutes, the door opened again and the guard beckoned her in.
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Post by iamtuo on Jun 10, 2007 20:12:04 GMT -5
Putting on an eager grin, she walked in the room, swaying hips in a way that one would probably expect of a follower of Demetria.
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Post by Alethia on Jun 10, 2007 20:15:49 GMT -5
The guard hesitated, lingering, until the high priest motioned him off. For his part, the high priest was naked save for his ceremonial robe - left open - but that wasn't unusual for a man of his position. His body had a lean, hard look of someone who could take a lot of punishment, but he wasn't blemished with the marks and scars that a follower of Bael would have.
He looked the woman up and down and smiled in approval. "My aren't you an eager follower? Demetria's blessing on you for your methodology for what I assume is an attempt to curry favor."
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Post by iamtuo on Jun 10, 2007 20:36:42 GMT -5
The woman looked back at the door to make sure it was closed before turning back to the high priest with a grin, just barely keeping signs of strain from showing on the grin. "Thank you great one..will we be alone for some time?" She runs her finger on the edge of her deep collar while keeping the feelings of revulsion from reaching her expression.
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Post by Alethia on Jun 10, 2007 20:38:02 GMT -5
"For as much time as needed," he said cooly, going over to a brazier and selecting a small sack of some powder, taking a pinchful and throwing it on the fire. Immediately the room filled with a pleasant, spicy scent, one that made the blood flow faster in one's body.
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Post by iamtuo on Jun 10, 2007 20:51:29 GMT -5
The woman felt..strange as the scent reaches her. ~Alright, enough of this crap.~ She rushes quickly at the High Priest, expecting that even if he notices her rush, he should probably mistake it for eagerness. Once reaching him she grabs him around the throat and lifted him up and pins him against the wall while waiting for him to black out.
(Oh yeah..for those reading this who isnt quite sure who this is yet..it's Omnium in disguise..just thought you deserve to know)
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Post by Alethia on Jun 10, 2007 20:53:09 GMT -5
The priest, at first surprised, looks in horror at the woman as unconsciousness takes over and he goes limp in Omnium's grasp.
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Post by iamtuo on Jun 10, 2007 20:58:52 GMT -5
Omnium breaths a little hard at first before remembering that..powder the man in (currently) her hand threw on the fire. With a thought, she and the man are pulled back to the Techlectra Gateway as Omnium takes on his male form.
(Will continue topic after short interlude at the gateway)
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