Selk froze. Her purple eyes widened, and her breathing halted. "You don't know of our kind," she said in a low voice. "The drow hate their family above all else, you silly surface dweller." The dark elf blinked slowly, shaking her head. "I will choose where to place you. But first, let us all settle down a bit. I have a story to tell."
Motioning toward the middle of the practice room, Selk sighed. "Truinthil, please leave him be." Turning to face the slip of window that the shadow had flickered out of, her face melted into a neutral expression. "Balthazar is an old . . . companion of mine." After all, drow didn't have friends - though he was one of the only people she would even get close to calling one. "He is curious, I'm sure. This isn't something I do every day."
She moved to seat herself in the middle of the room, her form-fitting leather making her seem more like a shadow near the ground. "Now come, my little surface dwellers," Selk smiled slightly. "Seat yourselves, and I will tell you why - and how - I am going to kill Matron Toshiba."

((Guh, the stupid deleted posts . . . I don't know if it really affected this thread, but dang man. :XD))

( i think this one was ok.. well im pretty sure it was.. but others werent >< it was bad :P)

{It deleted my post :C}

Holly relaxed a bit and sat down on the ground infront of selk looking up at her. Alex sat right next to Holly and took her hand in his. Wondering what Matron Toshiba had done to deserve this. "Do you have to kill her?" Holly asked quietly. Alex glanced at Dante and nodded a silent hello to the fellow wolf.

Selk's back straightened, and she cast a somewhat weary look over to Alex and Holly.

"She will die."

Waiting for everyone else to get settled, the drow reached up to pull her stray braids of hair back into their leather strap, adjusting it all into a ponytail of sorts. Getting tired of waiting, the black-skinned woman started her story.
"Drow are not known to love anyone," she said in a firm voice, glaring at her gauntlet morosely. "Not even their family. The only kind of love we know is lust . . . or so it is said." Selk swallowed quietly, closing her purple eyes. "Killing is what we're raised on, and no one will deny death as reality." She shook her head. "Ask questions as you will. I will not be doing this again any time soon." Fidgeting with her slender fingers, the drow took a deep breath. "She killed my only friend. My mother murdered the only boy I loved in this entire damned city." Her face fell into a dark frown. "She disowned me as a daughter. And she owns this house." Her eyes burned with hatred. "I want this house as my own. I want that woman dead." Her voice shook with anger and pain. "And you are going to help me. All of you will help me bring this city to it's knees."

Holly looked at Selk a frown was on her face. "We have to win, she sounds horrible!" She said in kind of a shocked voice. "Will you be any different of a leader then her?" Alex asked sqeezing Hollys hand. No wonder she didn't like them being together. They both thought.

"Different?" Selk snorted, looking to Vik. "I pray so." Her face fell into a neutral expression, and the dark elf shook her head. "But when you live in a city like this one, evil is the only thing you can see." They will not help me if I tell them I will be just like her. "I will try to be different."

"You already are different, I'm guessing this matron would have already killed me for not being able to fight, or for being in love." Holly said smiling. "Trying is all I ask." Alex added.

Vik listened to the tale expression and emotionless. It was touching, if that was the correct word, but it did not give him anymore incentive to fight than he already had. It was good to know that this was for revenge as well as power, both were worthy purposes for his talents.

When Holly asked if Selk would be a different kind of ruler Vik had to fight back the powerful urge to burst out laughing, the whole point of this task was so that Selk could do as she pleased, not so she could change anything. If anything that single experience was enough to drive their "matron" to this point and it was the purpose that had brought them all together, so in the end it had made her stronger and wiser. Selk had so many attractive traits and it made him almost think he wanted to be a drow but he quickly dismissed that thought remembering how the males were treated.

When Selk looked his way after the question Vik was sure she had no intentions of being any different than her mother had been and it was of no concequence to the half breed. He simply flashed a smile to imply he was not fooled by the act, then after she had finished speaking Vik called out to Selk, "Before we set out I would like a moment to speak with you if you will." He had a question he wanted to ask though the answer was of no real relavance he was still curious but the other's were not to hear this. He was no longer in the mood for any clashing heads the blood-sucker was now past ready to hunt.

Selk nodded to Vik, looking around to see if anyone else had comments or questions. "I will speak with you when the others eat their next meal," the drow said. It would only be a few minutes until then. Glancing at a slender slab of stone that stood near the doorway, Selk's eyes narrowed. Yes, the heat stone said that it was already nearing mid-afternoon.
"Does anyone else want to question my motives or ask why a drow would want more power?"

Vik sat down against the wall satisfied once she had answered him and then he closed his eyes. He needed to think on a subject clearly that was bothering him. As he sat there his mind was slowly slowing down its frantic pace from earlier and the feeling that followed was a huge relief. He could now focus, had he been in a fight with his mind like that there was no question that he would have probably been killed though no one had to know that. Then he opened his eyes and felt around in his cloak carefully feeling for all his weapons. Once he was satified he closed his eyes again and waited until he and Selk could talk.

((If anyone wants to interject here, I will allow it . . . but for the sake of moving on, I will continue. If you have questions, ask Selk. I will allow it. :P))

The dark elf stood suddenly, her sense of power back in her form. Selk radiated an aura of control once again, and she gestured with a flickering hand motion for Vik to follow her.
"The rest of you can eat. I already arranged for food and other . . . oddities to be brought to your rooms." Pointing at the door, the drow smiled a bit. "My hall is far to the left. I wouldn't suggest going anywhere else . . . you'll stir up unnecessary trouble."
Stepping to the side of the dark room, Selk turned to face Vik. "What did you need?" she asked when everyone had finally left the room. Her face carried a neutral expression, but she seemed relaxed - or, as relaxed as a dark elf would get in the Underdark.

Holly and selk stood up and went to walk back to their rooms. They waited a few moments both wondering if selk would get mad at them for staying together. Holly decided not to hold Alex's hand in the hallway just in case some other drow walked by. Alex insisted on staying in her room at least for dinner so they got their food and walked into the room closing the door. Holly kissed Alex lightly and prayed Selk wasn't going to kill them both.

Neam smiled as she quietly went back to her room. When she went in, she quickly ate what she had and started meditating. Selk's story was... interesting, to say the least. As she healed the cut on her abdomen, she thought over how to better fight drow.

((Sorry for the lack of post, I haven't been on for a while))

{YAY DRAKINA'S ALIVE! lol...oh just wondering but does your username mean dragon or something like dragon?}

((Yup! Dragon. I joke about it, sometimes. What dragon names their child 'dragon' in their own language? heheh))

Finally as Selk had motioned for him to come Vik followed obediently to her room so that they may talk uninterrupted and when they reached their destination Vik expression seemed to relax bit. With his mind finally at ease he just had a simple question for his employer, "Why...? Why did you choose me to come with you to confront the matron without knowing my abilities?" His expression stayed calm and relaxed as he spoke, "You fought just about everyone else and I'm sure you undertsand that it is possible that Neam or Truinthil could be stronger than me so I simply want to know why." His voice and expression were still both exceptionally calm and relaxed but his eyes told another story. His eyes were filled with a different emotion as they seemed to be excited or passionate about something...

{That is funny Drakina the Drakina XD}

Selk met Vik's eyes, her own gaze softening. "I chose you," she said, "because of your heart." She hesitated, flicking the latch closed on her door. "You are strong," she placed a hand on his arm gently, her other hand moving to his heart. "And you are willing to fight, even if others surpass you in strength or skill." The drow moved to circle the half-breed, keeping her eyes on his face. "That is part of why I chose you."
The dark elf moved to stand before Vik again, reaching up to loop her arms about his neck. "Is it so wrong to choose a strong male for my goal?" Her purple glowing eyes scanned over his face. "Is it so wrong to see something within someone?" Leaning forward, she pushed herself on her tiptoes, kissing him. "If so, then I am mad to choose according to my own heart." Drow were forward with love . . . but their love was lust. It wasn't lust that lit Selk's eyes, but something different. She grabbed either side of the half-breed's face. The slender elf moved to kiss Vik again, this time a bit more forcefully. "Tell me," she said, "am I mad?"

Vik could feel their connection as they made eye contact. Listening to her words the half breed was flattered but that was not the feeling that dominated his body right now. As the female elf circled the half breed and then latched on to his neck Vik felt the desire to be with her grow, then she kissed him. His crimson eyes were overflowing with passion and another emotion that he did not ever associate with. When Selk asked if she was mad, he had to ask himself that same question. Is there something wrong with me? I admired her I lusted for her body and now I feel I want more? Am I mad? Is this wrong? Feeling the embrace of a more forceful kiss gave him his answer. No. He shook his head without saying a single word then he wrapped his arms around the lower back of the female elf and lifted her to his own eye level with his right arm. Then he placed his free hand on the back of her head and forced their lips to meet. He craved this woman now more than ever and control was getting difficult. When their lips finally parted he looked deep into her violet eyes as if to say how he felt without the words because he couldn't find his voice.

( i so wanna jump in and interuppt :P hahaha but i wont :D))

Selk grinned, running her hand through Vik's hair. "You feel the same," she purred, resting her forehead against his. "Perhaps we're both mad? Then we wouldn't know the difference." The dark elf met his gaze, stroking a few stray hairs out of his face. She blinked slowly, her face softening. "Down," she said, though the order sounded more like a request. The dark elf pulled her arms away from him, pushing gently against his chest.
Her breathing was ragged, but she was able to calm it when she noticed it's roughness.
"I need to get to work," she murmered, looking over to a dark table near the opposite side of the room. "And you need to eat."

((Bahaha, that would be hilarious. A touchy-feely moment . . . and there's Balthazar!! :lol: LOL))

Balthazar chuckling filled the room as he slipped out of a shadow, "The last time if i remember correctly that you did that, if i remember correctly they died." fixing his eyes on Vik. "Well,well long time since ive seen you down here selk." His eyes slid over to selk his hand reaching out, grazing one finger across her back. "You seem to be just as passionate as ever." A slight smile crossed over his lips.

The woman shuddered. "For good reason," she said quietly. "This city is a hellish pit. One needs a bit of passion to survive, yes?" His touch on her back made her cringe, and his comment made her flinch. Yes, the last time she had loved another, he had been killed.
"Balthazar," Selk nodded. "It has also been a long while since I have laid eyes on you, surface dweller."

" I see things have gotten better between us," he said with a smirk," When we last met if i had touched you we'd be fighting right now." Balthazar had never been one for sentiment or knowing when to drop something. " How exactly was he killed again?" He looked at Vik, smiling "this one would be a catch, he reminds me of the last." Balthazar just strood around Vik examining him. Looking up at Selk," What are you doing here anyways, Selk."

Selk hissed when the man mentioned them fighting. "I would gladly start a battle now," she muttered under her breath. He had already moved on to the next topic. She ignored his comments about Vik. He was nothing like the last one. He wasn't drow.
"What am I doing here?" the dark elf frowned. "This is my home. What about you, Balthazar?" She glared at him. "Why are you in my chambers?" Selk stepped away from Vik, heading for the table that was full of papers and maps, scribbled notes and stray stones. "I did not give you permission to enter my room."