((Welcome Daeman! n.n I liked your post on noting about Nuvy, but um, she's not int he main room with the others at the moment. n.n;;

I'm assuming the ball is going on since it kind of reads like it is about to start, am I right or no? I'll edit my posts if I'm wrong.))


Done with the preparations or so it had seemed, Aya sighed as she left to go to her own quarters and change into the dress that Vincent had purchased for her. It was a simple thing and in the current style of any dresses that were sold in the village. The colors were deep crimson to match her eyes with silver threading and edging here and there, black woven patterns were intermixed with the silver to create a vine and leaf effect of the edges of her gown.

She was surprised at how the light the thing felt considering the amount of fabric people put into these things. Happy that the sleeves were not of the usual puffy styled ones, but ones that feel below the shoulders to show off her collar bone, and her shoulders. She quickly pinned up her hair in a basic updo and clasped a beautifully crafted black lace choker around her neck. The choker held a single gleaming black pearl in the center.

Looking into the mirror, she frowned at herself and bit her lip there was something missing yet. Looking through her dressing bureau, she found what she needed, a simply pair of long black gloves which she quickly pulled on. They stopped about halfway above her elbow. Looking again into the mirror she was now satisified and decided she was ready.

Laving her quarters, Aya began to make her way down to the man ballroom for the night's events.

Having had familiar hands clamped on the sides of her face forced Nuvy's mind to clear somewhat. As she heard her master's words she calmed herself further, remembering indeed who exactly her master was and what he had done for her. Her spell of enraged craziness now ebbing to nothing she looked back into his dark eyes with her own golden ones filled with clarity. "I'm sorry master." She was ashamed suddenly at her outburst, her face growing hot somewhat at how she had gotten. "I trust your words." Her tone was even as she spoke to him.

Marrock kept a hold of her till he could see the insane rage leave her golden eyes. Vincent was a pretty forgiving man but letting a crazed slave loose who might kill all his livestock was not something Marrock figured he would be too forgiving about. He was glad she had been able to calm down. He actually liked his new slave and it would have been bothersome to kill her so soon.

As the shame covered her face Marrock let go of his hold and took a step back. In a very serious tone he said to her, "We will have to work on your control. If this is not something you cannot be taught you will not live long." He had not said it as a threat but simply as a truth. Man or beast that went into blind rages usually did not live as long. The hint of craziness in her eyes would not help either. He tried to let his confidence in her come through when he said, "You are too cunning to let such a simple death take you. You will learn control."

Marrock gently touched her stubs of horns saying, "Do not worry my Nuvy your horns will grow again and add much more beauty and terror to your already wonderful form."

As Marrock stepped back from her, her her head was bowed slightly as she let the heat dissipate from her face. Her eyes on the floor as she studied the marble grains in it. Looking back to her master as he spoke of controlling her anger more, she nodded once understanding what he meant. She knew full well that she needed to start trying to keep her emotions in check, especially if she were to stay by this master's side.

Her face now back to her original pale shade shade she answered, "Yes, I know I need to. Sometimes, its hard. I will though, I promise." She answered him as he stepped forward to touch her little stubs. Smiling slightly at his appraisal of her image and how she would eventually be she added, "Thank you master." She remembered what he had said about not thanking him for things that she would be deserve only if she did the right thing but still felt it necessary.

Beginning to stand now as the leather worker who had affixed her demonic armor on her, entered the room he asked Marrock, "Is the armor to your liking master?" He did want to know how his work went. "She said that everything fit right and comfortably, and so it seemed that she could move easily." He added nodding at Nuvy once, his eyes going back to Marrock's before looking to the ground in fear of somehow failing the man.

((Oooooh, I like your avvie Chikuma!))

((Thankies >.< I'm still working on it but it's getting there.))

He ignored her thanks just grateful she was in her right mind now. He completely brushed aside what the leather worker said and looked at Nuvy. "Stand straight and spread out your wings. I want to see what it looks like when you have some pride back in your face. Stand as a real servant of Marrock would," he said with his own pride and strength in his voice so she could feed off of that energy.

Nuvy nodded once again, her mind settled and returning to the fierce, cold hearted mindset that she belonged to. Straightening her back and making herself look far more imposing in the armor, she did as she was told and unfurled her wings. Stretching them to their widest, she looked at the leather worker, her dark irises growing to the feline like slits of a predator as she stared him down. The man began to shake again as he lock eyes with Nuvy, taking a small step back, she was unable to keep the cruel smile that appeared on her lips.

Marrock gave his own demonic smile as Nuvy regained her confidence and power. She was magnificent. He could taste the fear of the leather worker and wanted to gut him here and now. He gained control of his own desires and stepped forward placing a gauntleted hand on her cheek. "We will feast on human flesh tonight," he told her. It was both a treat for her not going crazy and a celebration of her new armor.

He turned his own gaze to the leather worker simply saying, "I am pleased. You will live." Not bothering to chain Nuvy he said to her, "Follow me and keep that strength and terror in your look as we walk. I want to show you off." He did not try hiding his pleasure at how well she looked. He wanted the other slaves to see Nuvy as a warrior.

Her attention went back to her master as he touched her and told her of what they would feast on. "Mmm." She hummed the small word of desire as she licked her lips.

The leather worker had offered a weak smile and bowed as Marrock began to leave the shop area. Nuvy's eyes went back to his seeing him tremble, she noticed beads of perspiration had broken out of his brow as if a fever had broken.

Following her master she sensed his pleasure and verbalized her promise at keeping her image up, "I will master." She relaxed her wings so that they still stayed open as they walked but proved to stay out of the way of slaves as they passed by.

Kyrii stops at the site of Nuvy as she walks in with her master. She tweeks her head to the side shrugs her shoulders and puts up the rest of the decorations making the place look beautiful while the other slaves were still watching the guy who had vomitted in the other room. She takes the boxes and piles them up in the corner waiting for everyone to get out of the trance they were in with the guy as she watches the bounty hunter she had been playing with earlier waiting for his move still.

As they walked Marrock noticed the slaves getting ready for Vincent's ball. He would have to talk to his friend before the event if possible. He had a few points to discuss and was considering getting a few slaves. He did not let Nuvy know but he wanted one specifically for her. She needed a lower slave to order around. He wanted to give her this power so it would be a great incentive to take away from her should she ever fail him. That would all have to wait till later.

He led her out to the arena again then stopped. Turning to her he said, "I want you to fly today. It sounds simple but now you have armor and that will change your endurance. You are strong and no doubt an excellent flyer but I wish for you to know how this will change your movements. The leather may not hurt you but it may change how you quickly change direction. The added weight will also make a difference. Get to know your armor while in the air. Return only if there are problems or when you begin to tire. Do you understand?"

(( the guy who vomited is in a separate room with Vincent and the angel. It isn't an open area he's in, unless you just happen to be in the same room ))

((They are watching from the same room into the room he is in... thats what i thought it was. sorry... i changed it now))

She looks at the guy that came in with Nuvy and watches him. She looks at the way he was dressed and how he walked in with power making everything seem as though it were his. Nuvy seemed like she was the fiercest beast around. She giggled a little bit wondering who they were and then looks back at the hunter.

((I'll be back in about fourty minutes or maybe an hour. I've got a friend who needs his haircut and it's his birthday today. Be back ASAP.))

((oh tell me about it xD I had so much trouble writing a good reply to getting sucked dry o.o... never been bitten before, so yeah... as a first, I think its a fine reaction =3.. of some sorts xD))

(lol it was a great one but i dont think you were sucked dry were you?... o.O Happy bday to Dreizehn's friend!!!!)

((xD that was meant as a joke >D even though i still want to edit the post some more 5 times xD and maybe a bit more...))

(( ya i think a lot of people got confused on that because they hadn't read the post Vexous posted pages ago about us being in a sealed room. Just so everyone knows. Vincent, Vaynel, Diamondt, lexera and the girl with her are in a separate room that is not an open area.))

(kk but then again the one who was chasing me said they were watching... idk im so confused now...)

((well it wasnt sealed anymore, but it was up a stairs with a door, so its not a room you can just look into, remember vincent dragging the meat up the stairs? need to go head off to bed, byebye~ everyone ^.^))

Anzel could see that there were two Vampires in the room, the one that had captured him and the slave that was placing the decorations around but was now dancing.
He ducted into the room behind and small chest of draws hoping that no one saw him, they all seemed to be occupied with the boy that was covered in vomit, the elf he'd seem before but all the others were new to him.
Clenching his daggers in his hands he waited for just the right moment before he would strike, the vampire girl would have to get a little closer if he was to succeed in killing her.

((He was in the main room then ducked into the other room they were in. The character was waiting there till you went by I am guessing and then left. I hope this helps ))

(ok yeah it does.. thanx... but now the room is upstairs??? ok well ill adjust lol... dont mind me i really am blonde)

((lol no worries, there isn't really a floor plan so unless you keep up will all the posts it can get a bit confusing. Nice cape btw ))

(thanx i just got the money for it like 10 mins ago lol... talk about a noobie)

Nichole followed Lexera, "Im not that cute, but i try" she giggled slightly. She skipped up the stairs two at a time and made it to the door before Lexera, she waited for her, her ears twitchign.

((Alrighty I am back, thank you Daeman for the bday wishes to my friend. n.n))

Nuvy had noticed that a female slave was watching her and her master closely as they made their way through the castle to the outside arena once again. "Who was that?" She wondered as they passed through the halls.

Her attention back on her master as he gave her simple instructions about her armor and to grow more attuned with it. Nodding her head in response she opened her wings and beat forcefully once as she jumped lightly into the air to give herself some push. Flying a bit higher now, she flew in place getting a feel for the new weight first. when she was comfortable she went higher and began her favorite pattern of loops and and sharp turns.

She was ecstatic to find out that her master was indeed correct when it came to her turns being sharper and a lot quicker. Letting out a laugh as she began zigzagging through the air, Nuvy turned once more shooting upwards before turning her body into a sharp dive downwards. The armor helped her shoot forward giving her more mass, if she were attacking someone from the air she knew that her impact could cause some serious damage on someone.

She was just a few feet from hitting the ground when she arced her body back upwards into a smooth swoop, her strong leathery wings flapping with a hard steady beat to pull her back up. She climbed back upwards again before spiraling off to her right. So far, everything felt good on her. "The leather worker is indeed a master." She said with a smile to herself as she continued her chaotic patterns of dives, spirals and zigzags.

Marrock watched her fly. He decided he would speak with her about a slave once she landed. It was not often that a servant was allowed a slave. In all terms the slave would be his but it would need to be obedient to Nuvy as well. His orders would be the only ones to supercede her orders. It would be a good test to see how she would handle such a thing. Yes after this they would go to see Vincent.

Nuvy continued on for some time feeling that lifted sensation when she was always in the air. Flying in a steady straight line now she slowed her pace looking down at the world below her. The train of fabric that came down from her attire lightly rode the air as well, she indeed now felt like a death bringer and promised she would gain control of that wold side of herself remembering her master's words in the leather worker's quarters.

Feeling that the armor was indeed sufficient in every way, she thought it best to land and double check nothing came loose or had altered during flight. Doubling back in wide arc to her master, Nuvy took large lazy loops as she descended the sky finally landing lightly on the ground once again. Her head turned about her as she poked and tugged certain areas making sure everything was in order before looking back to her master. "It all sits right master. Flying was even more fun then before with the new armor." Though her attitude was light from the flying she had just enjoyed, she was still alert and strong ready for any orders her master gave her.