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The Drow Queen of Glaley [Very NSFW]

Started by GamesMaster, Aug 30, 2020, 07:28 pm

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Coquette Blacquin

"No. Xyrrim and Noire are new, and Bitch changed once before. She was... I don't remember what she was before, but now she's Bitch."

Zevran

"I see," Zevran repeats, stalling as he absorbs this new information. "So you can... emerge and change and evidently disappear? Is there... a limit on that?"
Life without Passion is just another form of Slavery.

Coquette Blacquin

"I didn't do it on purpose," he says, a little sullen. "I don't know how it works."

Zevran

"Also fair," Zevran says, squeezing her hand. "I mean... Is there anything-- I do not know-- that can be done to help?"
Life without Passion is just another form of Slavery.

Coquette Blacquin

"...tell me what happened?" he says quietly. "I don't remember anything after we broke your soul tracker."

Zevran

"I..." Zevran swallows uncomfortably. "I wasn't with you for most of it," he warns Cedric. "So I cannot tell you all of what must have occurred. But." He winces, hand tightening briefly. "She took us in our sleep. I woke just long enough after our... goodbyes... to see her there, holding a charring scroll and smelling the fumes of a sleep toxin. I was left bound in a room, waiting for... nothing good, I am sure. You... you were... She tortured you. Badly. In multiple ways."
Life without Passion is just another form of Slavery.

Coquette Blacquin


Zevran

Zevran nods. "And Shisou." He hesitates but doesn't want to lie. "With... Shisou, and Bull, as well. She... She wanted them to suffer as well."
Life without Passion is just another form of Slavery.

Coquette Blacquin

Cedric nods. "Where... are we now?"

Zevran

"Ah, a bit south of Jalzaid, either just about to or now currently crossing the Bay," Zevran offers. "In a more immediate sense, aboard the Siren's Call, an airship owned and captained by an old friend miraculously rediscovered."
Life without Passion is just another form of Slavery.

Coquette Blacquin

"We... left?" he asks, bewildered. A moment later, rage flares through him. "Did you leave Bull behind?!"

Zevran

Zevran's jaw tightens but he doesn't fire back. "We saved who we could. Bull was-- We were all almost caught and he... he--" Zevran laughs harshly. "He didn't even say a word, he just... attacked. Told us to run. He saved us, all of us."
Life without Passion is just another form of Slavery.

Coquette Blacquin

Cedric slumps against the pillow, silent tears streaming down his cheeks. "Oh," he says quietly. "Sorry. I... I promised to protect him. And I didn't.... I couldn't...."

His eyes drift closed, and he murmurs, "Take care of Shisou for me?"

Zevran

"He made the same promise," Zevran reminds her-- him-- quietly, insistently. "Bull loves you with everything he is. Shisou loves you too." He hesitates. "And why are you saying goodbye?"
Life without Passion is just another form of Slavery.

Coquette Blacquin

"I'm not strong enough," he whispers. "I'm ill and I can't handle... I can't. When I sleep the dreams overwhelm me."

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