Fantasy Generic Fantasy RP (CLOSED)

[Dragongal]

Emmalia met Halciet's eyes, but made sure not to look too upset by the comment. "Thank you, again," she said, still acting civil.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Of course. Now if only I could put it to good use." He joked, laughing quietly to himself. "Excuse me, I get ahead of myself some times. Especially in the company of such beauty."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia now knew for certain that Midas hadn't lied. "I thank you for your compliments, Halciet." The cold way she said that made it clear she was thanking him and nothing more.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Halciet seemed to almost be used to playing this game of chase, as he hadn't reacted at all. "Do you intend to stay so distant for so long?" He asked in almost a joking manner.

 

[Dragongal]

"Yes," Emmalia said bluntly as she took a sip of wine. "We're both immortal, so I have a long time to do stay distant."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"The same outcome will be achieved, why not just start sooner?" He asked, leaning a bit on the table.

 

[Dragongal]

"I have my dignity," Emmalia said impassively. "Not only that, but I don't even know how I feel about the whole situation yet, you see."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"I'm afraid it's not much of a choice." Halciet said, which would sound like a threat if it weren't for his smooth charisma. "You should give it a chance. I promise you won't be disappointed."

 

[Dragongal]

"Where's the fun for you in a victory already obtained?" Emmalia asked.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"I suppose that's true. I guess it's been too long." He chuckled. "I prefer my rewards sooner rather than later."

 

[Dragongal]

"Well, it's the gane that makes it worth it. And what is the point if, in the end, I don't want you anyway?" Emmalia asked.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"I'm certain you will, Emmalia." Halciet said, having great confidence in his own bability alone, but knowing he also had the power to do almost anything he could think of.

 

[Dragongal]

"Then let's see if the game surprises you," Em said with a slight smile.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Halciet seemed interested, leaning forward a bit. "Let's see then. Thank you for joining me, Emmalia."

 

[Dragongal]

"Thank you for having me," she said, then took her leave and went back to her room, since the conversation was clearly finished.

 

[Solar Daddy]

Halciet chuckled to himself as he remained at the table, plotting his approach to secure Emmalia for himself.

 

[Dragongal]

Back in her room, Emmalia was trying to plot a way to escape. Maybe she could get Halciet to take her for a walk, then when they got to a window, kill him and jump out the window?

 

[Solar Daddy]

Not too long later, the door to the room opened with the guards back, this time Midas wielding a silver knife. "Hello there Lady. How are you?" He asked nonchalantly, showing off the knife.

 

[Dragongal]

It only took a moment for Emmalia to assess the situation. "I was doing just fine til you showed up," Em hissed. She was on edge and ready to fight.

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Oh shut up with your higher talk. Just accept you'll be in hell for as long as you're here." Midas stepped closer. "Halciet would kill me if he found out I killed you. So I'm not going to kill you. You're a mut, I don't care if I'm exiled. Our race is pure and beautiful but you - you're nothing. You don't fit in with humans, and you don't fit in with vampires. It'd be a mercy to our race if I ended you."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia smirked, and her eyes flashed red. "Oh really? Well, what are you gonna do if not kill me? Leave me alive and I will murder you. Get any closer, I'm gonna murder you. Those are your options."

 

[Solar Daddy]

"Oh, we'll have you go missing." Midas said, a wicked grin on his face. Two guards from behind him had bows aimed at her, the reflective tip obviously being silver. "Come politely why don't you, and spare yourself the pain."

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia smiled and stood up, fully planning on tuening the tides in mere moments. If she could get just one silver weapon, she could escape. "Lead the way."

 

[Solar Daddy]

Midas gripped the blade before grabbing her wrist, pulling her into the mass of guards with their weapons all trained on her. They began leading her down the hall, the entire time Midas holding the dagger against her.

 

[Dragongal]

Emmalia glard at the guards around her, and, knowing she couldnt be killed lest Halciet attack them, said, "Wow, I've made some enemies, haven't I?"