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Post by Adrian on Jul 27, 2008 2:13:55 GMT -5
"You mean you really want me around? You think I'm useful?!"
Nothing could have lifted her heart up so high other than this specific moment. Everything else so far had building up slowly to right now. At least in the sense that Helga had implanted in her mind that pleasing the Contra Mundi was a great honor. For these reasons alone she had no reason to suspect him of being capable to do any wrong at all. Samantha only thought of Isaak as anyone capable of true wrong so far. Mostly due to the darkness she could feel radiating off of the Panzer Magier's body.
". . .I'd be honored."
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Post by Luka on Jul 27, 2008 2:48:42 GMT -5
Contra Mundi smiled as he bowed his head slightly. "You are the cure for what ails me..."
"Until today poor Isaak has been the only one I have trusted my health to...but I feel that perhaps I can trust you as well."
The Krusnik turned his head to glance in the direction of Von Kampfer, who until this moment had been standing by near the curtain cord. Could a man who seemed to be born of darkness really have the power to keep someone healthy. Apparently so. Like the loyal butler he appeared to be, Isaak merely inclined his head slightly to accept his Master's compliments.
"Maybe now Isaak will be able to tend more fully to his other duties instead of being bothered with worrying about me so much."
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Post by Adrian on Jul 27, 2008 2:55:20 GMT -5
Samantha beamed in her usualy hopeful manner as she recieved further compliments from the one she idolized. Inside her heart had continued to race, not fully calming down even now. Too many exciting events were going on. What a shame no one was around to take a picture of this moment being shared between a Krusnik & something else all together.
"Is. . .is it okay if I tell Helga all of this? She was the one who took me in. . ."
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Post by Luka on Jul 27, 2008 3:21:20 GMT -5
"Of course." he agreed. "Perhaps I should speak to her myself later. To thank her as well."
Something that sounded like a soft laugh escaped him. "But don't worry, there will be time for that later. She probably knows by now anyway. She's a smart woman...and a lucky one."
Very lucky, considering Contra Mundi was probably about to do something a lot less pleasant than thank her until he saw what Samantha could do for himself.
Off in the shadows, Isaak's left eyebrow twitched.
"But there is time for that later. Right now there's so much for you to do! People to aquaint yourself with. Things to see. Things to learn."
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Post by Adrian on Jul 27, 2008 9:52:49 GMT -5
At hearing she would get to see Helga again, the girl couldn't help but keep up her cheerful disposition. Even though the goodbye she had said earlier was only temporary, Samantha still liked to know she could see Eis Hexe soon. Little did she likely understand that her words might have been just enough of a remind to save a life. Or even that it might throw a perfect monkeywrench into any plans Isaak had for other members of the Orden.
"I'd like that so very much! Are you going with me? Or is someone else going with me? Because I'm definately sure I don't know the clubhouse well enough to go around on my own. To be honest I don't even know where I am right now really. . .or where I was before Helga brought be here from that pretty room."
Noticing the physical position she was in after, the girl tried ever so politely to back up a bit. Unless of course, the Krusnik wanted to keep her so close for a bit longer. Cain had certainly enough sway over Samantha to make her want to stay right by his side for an indefinite amount of time. Although it might just depend on how much she came to miss her other friends in the club.
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Post by Luka on Jul 27, 2008 20:30:20 GMT -5
Cain's hand moved away from Samantha's back as he put his hands on his hips in a thoughtful way. The expression on the Krusnik's face was an innocent one as he pondered the solution to her predicament.
"I...don't think that I would be able to go with you right now. After all..." Cain laughed quietly, holding his arms out from himself as he looked down at his bare chest. "I very well can't wander into the middle of my subordinates half naked, don't you agree? They might not take me seriously after that..."
He grew quiet once more before a smile drifted into place. "I know." he said as he tilted and turned his head to look over his shoulder. "Isaak-out can take you. You'd do that, wouldn't you, Isaak-ou?"
The mage almost seemed taken aback for a moment, his dark eyes widening ever so slightly before he quickly blinked and pulled his mouth back in one of his clearly-forced smiles. "Of course, My Lord..."
"But just walk...do it normally."
A pause. "Of course. As you wish."
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Post by Adrian on Jul 27, 2008 20:45:03 GMT -5
At his open mention of being half-naked, the young girl found herself blushing once more as she gazed upon him with admiration. Very briefly, she even lit out a small coquettish giggle before getting over it. Why try getting over it at all? Samantha wanted to try behaving her very best in front of the Contra Mundi of whom she thought so highly. For now she likly looked upon him as an utterly flawless person incapable of any wrong.
Then he mentioned her escort.
"So Isaak. . .where are you going to take me to? Or is it surprise?"
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Post by Luka on Jul 27, 2008 21:15:35 GMT -5
"I'll take you somewhere that might be interesting for you." Isaak said as he quickly ushered the girl away from Cain and out the door, letting out a low sigh under his breath once they were close to the door which he wrenched open without any of his usual grand gestures. His next reply wasn't lost to Cain as the door was shut behind the pair.
"--and behold, the hallway."
Of course, whatever expression might have found its way onto the Krusnik's face was lost to both of them. Likely though he found it amusing and would ask for details later. Just not from Isaak.
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Post by Adrian on Jul 28, 2008 1:49:51 GMT -5
"Is your room in this hallway Isaak?"
Samantha asked with the type of curiosity that often proved fatal for felines. Thankfully she did not know to expect any grand gestures with the Panzer Magier. A look of interest pulsed upon her face as green eyes setlled upon the hallway as she stood there fidgeting slightly.
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Post by Luka on Jul 28, 2008 3:27:58 GMT -5
He didn't reply immediately. He couldn't, not when he was doing his best not to strangle her where she stood. Struggling to push aside thoughts of blindsiding her with a folding chair he glanced down at the top of her green head before his gaze flicked back ahead.
"Nein." he replied curtly. "My room is not in the hallway...Nor will it be included in the tour." Quickly adding. "It's being remodeled."
In reality Von Kampfer probably wanted the tour to cut straight from the hallway to the front door and probably straight into a busy freeway...but when a certain voice decided to chime in, all of that went down in flames. From his spot beside Samantha, Isaak turned around to look directly behind him.
"Isaak-ou~!" a boyish voice chastised the ebony-haired man. "Don't you know that when a pretty girl is interested in what you have to say, it means that maybe you SHOULD take her to your room?"
Although the voice was somewhat close to that of Cain's, it was much, much younger and arrogant. Emotioned played through it clearly unlike the rest of the RKO. Something about it was a little taunting. And the person it came from was standing directly behind them, having emerged from a room that lined the hallway that stretched in both directions.
The young man smirked, a hand on his hip as he looked down his nose at the pair. His soft brown eyes glittered with amusement and he reached up to brush his messy hair out of his eyes. "Gosh, talk about opposites attracting!"
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Post by Adrian on Jul 28, 2008 11:39:20 GMT -5
While the senior RKO member may have been able to keep himself from trying to murder the girl, not everything went so smoothly. Passing time showed no mercy to anyone as they were able to mature. Deep inside, some small alarm was trying to ring loud enough to reach her mind. Attempting to boil over so that it could bubble up from her subconscious into the rather awake part of her mind. Luckily it had not manifested itself in a more obvious form yet.
It might have even begun to already, hinted at by such sudden fidgeting as Isaak resisted temptation ever so slightly.
Everything today seemed to be pushed around by unseen forces to protect this girl from any harm. Physical damage that would leave more than just a bruise upon young flesh. Fate was behind all of this somehow, placing her in the den of devils while shielding her innocence the best it could. The best possible without creating a direct influence upon the situation that might even temporarily show any strings or hands.
And speaking of strings. . .
"Hello! My name is Samantha. What's yours?"
The girl said after turning to face the brown-haired youth at a speed which showed she was not human. As always she was trying her best to be nice to everyone she met today on her very first day in the club. Even if she got the worst feeling imaginable from their presence. His implication in the words went right over her head, thankfully. But it made one wonder just how she could know some things while being oblivious to others. Especially for a girl that had been born within twenty-four hours of standing where she did.
During this encounter a presence wafted into being somewhere within the RKO's secret headquarters. It was made known only to Isaak, intentionally in fact. Something with enough power to only reveal itself to those it wished. Just like when a child had an imaginary friend to accompany them. This presence seemed to beckon the Panzer Magier away from his tour duties, perhaps trying to spare him from any further temptation.
But strangely enough, Samantha's eyes flickered in the direction of that presence before going back to her newest acquaitence. A young man likely named Dietrich.
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Post by Luka on Jul 28, 2008 20:28:34 GMT -5
"Or an even better idea--take her to YOUR room." the mage cut in, "I just remembered I...left the oven on." For the cookies, presumably. Marching away from Samantha, Isaak flung open a random nearby door and marched inside, disappearing once it shut behind him.
"H-huh!?" was all Dietrich managed to get out before he was left standing across from the mystery girl. He reached up to comb his fingers through his hair. Unlike the other members, Dietrich was dressed entirely casually, as if he just returned from a night out.
"Samantha, huh?" he mused before his usual boyish smile swept back into place. "I'm Dietrich. So what are you, the new girl or something?"
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Post by Adrian on Jul 28, 2008 21:54:11 GMT -5
Samantha watched Dietrich with slight interest, able to resist swooning over him quite easily even if it might damage the Puppetmaster's ego. How could she? Witnessing Cain shirtless likely spoiled all men afterward for her. . .no matter how good they might look. Now she merely stood before him wearing a standard RKO uniform, but decorated with a flowery touch. Plus the crystalized flower sticking out of her breast pocket thanks to Basilisk. It might hint to the older just who she had met so far today.
"I think that's the best way to describe me. Lord Cain just finished telling me that I have a very special duty of helping to make him feel better. So now Isaak gets to do other things. He was supposed to take me on a tour but now he's gone. . .so would you take me?"
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A special someone or rather something awaited Isaak in a certain area of the RKO HQ, perhaps to impart some wisdom upon him. But then again Isaak often seemed to know just about everything. So what was there to tell? Well Isaak would have to track down that presence to find that out. Once he did, he would find a familiar robed figure awaiting him that weilded deadly looking Scythes. However only the Panzer Magier would be able to see this figure just in case any other senior members decided to go looking for him.
"We've both been rather busy as of late. But I haven't forgotten about you. Are you enjoying the results of the choices you've made?"
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Post by Luka on Jul 29, 2008 1:33:47 GMT -5
Dietrich raised a brow in curiousity. "Ah, so Lord Cain said that?" He laughed, his eyes sparkling. "Then I guess you must be a pretty special girl to have such a special duty. Especially if you only just showed up...usually I hear about these things before they happen." He reached up and fingered a lock of his hair. "Must have been pretty quick!"
The boy walked forward then, coming very close to the girl, but not obscenely so. He leaned forward, pressing a flattened hand to his mouth as he whispered to her. "You know...I'm pretty special too. I'm the only one of my kind around here...in this whoooole entire place..."
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The sun was setting, staining the already red flowers below an even deeper crimson. They swayed in the gentle wind that flowed over the countryside, making the blossoms swarm together in a way that made it look as if it were a sea of blood rather than vegetation.
From somewhere above, on what may have been a tower outpost or merely a large balcony, the mage stood exposed to the wind. His long ebony hair flared out behind him as he took form, pitch black locks like thin tendrils that wove together in a collective flurry before settling down along the curve of his spine. The bottom hem of his mourning jacket unfurled as well, the sturdy material snapping like a flag.
Arriving with an already lit cigarillo in his mouth that seemed to be unaffected by the breeze, Isaak seemed much more calm than he had inside.
"Quite busy." the mage said as he took a deep inhale. "And yes. I'm quite pleased with the choices I've made thus far. Things are going swimmingly. What about you?"
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Post by Adrian on Jul 29, 2008 2:15:25 GMT -5
Samantha listened to what he had to say, gathering that quite possibly he was another senior member of the club. Her eyes shined with curiousity at his last statement, wonder what for all in the world he might be underneath such an exterior. After all, she was also a being that was likely unique in having no other like her. Or not on Earth anyway at the very least. Not with all the potential power she still maintained within.
"Are you really? So am I. . .or at least I'm pretty sure of that . Is it ok if I ask what you are?"
Despite how kind she acted with the Puppetmaster, deep down the worst feeling of all came from him. Perhaps it was related to the information she was about to recieve. Then again it might have to do with sensin his true essence. Knowing what dwelt within his heart of hearts. . . that might be exactly it. Yet through it all she behaved sincerely, hoping that despite what he might be that they could be friends.
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The setting sun did nothing at all to change how Esser appeared before Isaak in this manifestation. It gave a hint at just how much the Reaper truly was removed from the world of the living. His thoughts remained an enigma while listening to the Panzer Magier's reply that came in such a relaxed manner. Might it be a contest to see who could make the other flustered first?
"Free will has become a bothersome thing at times, let's leave it at that."
Regardless, the Scythes seemed to remain in a harmless position as any minions remained un-summoned despite the potentally dangerous inhabitants of this place. Only one had the power to truly destroy what he was at the core. And that person did not know this Mysterious Reaper even existed unless Isaak chose to tell them. But his questions would be asked whether Esser knew the true answers or not. . .perhaps wanting to see what the Panzer Magier might try to get away with in this current situation.
"Has it been tending to your master that keeps you from finishing off those that threaten you most? You came close a few times, but never went through with it. Care to explain why to your imaginary friend?"
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