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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 5, 2009 19:34:20 GMT -6
The high priestess really didn't know what she was doing in the tunnels outside the drow city, except to get away from everything and everyone. The city was on an edge, everyone was clamoring for action now that Amaji's proposal had been met with approval by both Lloth and the leading Matron Mothers. She just needed a bit of time alone, to not think about any of it, not provide answers to anyone, just to forget her position for a moment.
Which was the exact reason that she was sitting by one of the underground springs here, where the air was warm and wet, a mist that was perpetual in its creeping and rolling on the ground. She was wearing nothing that distinguished her rank, simple clothes that were relatively easy to remove in the event she decided to go and swim. There were no creatures that would harm her here, just her thoughts and the solitude that would keep her company.
She pushed a hand through her hair before deciding that she was going for a swim. Stripping, she placed her clothes in a neat pile before wading into the warm water and letting it relax her muscles.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 5, 2009 20:00:11 GMT -6
Amaji had somewhat followed Azazealyn to the underground spring. He had wanted to get away from the drow city for a while and roam the tunnels of the Underdark. So, he decided to just follow after the high priestess. Following her would give him a purpose to be around in the darkness of the tunnels.
The Black Maji had taken care to walk with quiet step to not disturb the drow. He kept a watchful eye on her as she stripped down and got into the spring. Once she was into the water and relaxing, Amaji stepped into the area. He sat upon a boulder, careful as he rested.
His eyes watched her, wondering when she would notice his presence. When he did look away from the priestess, it was to look down at his right hand. In his right hand he had been carefully holding a tarantula who had been wandering the tunnels. The tarantula really wasn’t the typical one. It was one of the younger aircnia.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 5, 2009 20:06:27 GMT -6
Azazealyn was ignoring the Black Maji for the time being, instead deciding to just relax at the moment. She dunked under the water, swimming out a few yards to where the pool was deepest, submerging herself for a few moments and letting herself be suspended, weightless as she relaxed for once.
With a kick, she broke the surface again and was content to float there before she addressed the wizard. "What do you want, Amaji?" she asked, her tone not matching her words, instead showing how tired she was and how much she was in need of not thinking about her position or advice to anyone. How much she didn't want to be in charge.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 5, 2009 20:12:15 GMT -6
“I don’t want anything,” Amaji responded, his eyes looking at the baby aircnia. He held the creature up for a moment, studying it before he leaned down and allowed it to crawl out of his hand. He looked back over to the priestess, watching as she was floating on the water.
“Would you like me to join you, Azazealyn?” he asked her after a moment, relaxing against the boulder. He had been debating whether or not he should get into the water with her. It would be work, though. He would have to take of the bandages from himself and strip down. He would get into the water, though, if that was what the drow would like.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 5, 2009 20:19:34 GMT -6
Another decision, she thought, sighing before pushing some damp strands off of her face. "No, I know how much work it is for you," she said, her voice tired as she made another decision before submerging herself again, trying to find peace and rest in the weightlessness of the water around her.
She could hold her breath for a rather long period of time and did so, only breaking surface again once she needed a breath, coming back up with a slightly loud splash before she gave up on trying to find peace and swam back into the shallows of the pool, resting there as she watched Amaji.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 5, 2009 20:33:19 GMT -6
Amaji moved from the boulder he had been sitting on. He walked over a few steps and sat down on the ground, watching the drow a bit closer to her now. He took in her poster, judging what was going through her mind as they sat there.
“You seem to be stressed out,” Amaji said, stating the obvious. He gave a slight smile, knowing how annoyed Azazealyn could potentially get with such an obvious statement. “You should allow me to give you a massage, Azazealyn. You should allow me to do something that will get your mind off of everything.”
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 5, 2009 20:37:50 GMT -6
Azazealyn shook her head, knowing her pride wouldn't allow her to do such a thing, even if he was a frequent bed partner for her. "I'll be fine, Amaji. I've had to deal on my own for years, I think I can handle another day," she said softly as she tilted her head up to watch him, hanging off the edge of the pool.
The water was sunk into the ground with no sloping walkways in, just a jump. She was content to dangle there and kick her feet in the water, allowing her body to hang off the edge, mostly supported by her arms. "You're the new leader, anyways," she said, making an obvious statement as well. "Aren't we all supposed to be your humble servants?" she asked as she arched a delicate eyebrow.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 5, 2009 20:44:53 GMT -6
The mixed blood shook his head slightly, pulling off his boots. “You know you will never be a humble servant of mine,” he said. “You are only a servant to Lloth; you are not my servant.” Amaji took of his blades, placing them on the ground next to where he had sat his boots. He then took off his cloak and started to work on his bandages.
“Well, unless you are saying you are a humble servant to my bed, then, I think you are correct.” The Black Maji gave a laugh. “I think I get more out of our bedding than you do.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 5, 2009 21:08:09 GMT -6
Azazealyn sighed and shook her head, looking up at him with an arched eyebrow. "I am only a servant to those that I choose to," she said with a shrug as she pushed off the wall, coming to drift out in the water. "I thought you weren't going to come in," she said as she watched him, floating there.
She decided to ignore the latter statement he made since he really didn't know what her job was on a normal day, much less when the entire city was preparing for war and a war that they had wanted for centuries.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 5, 2009 21:42:15 GMT -6
“Well, I changed my mind,” Amaji said with a laugh as he finished unwrapping himself. It had been quite a while since he had allowed anyone to seen him plainly without his bandages on. Azazealyn had seen the mixed elf without his bandages before. She had seen the many scars that covered his body.
The Black Maji stripped out of his pants before slipping into the water. “Maybe I wanted to swim with you, Azazealyn. Ever think of that?” He sent her a smile before diving underneath the water. He stayed beneath the surface for a few moments before coming back up.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 5, 2009 21:46:21 GMT -6
Azazealyn shook her head before moving back to rest on the wall, content to watch him. She was not bothered by the scars that covered his body, even if he was. It did not seem to detract from his attractiveness, it enhanced him, but for Amaji, he was still self conscious about them.
The high priestess shrugged in response as she pushed some hair out of her face, relaxing against the wall and tilting her head back to rest on the ledge, closing her eyes and letting her other senses take over as the Black Maji played around in the water.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 5, 2009 21:58:47 GMT -6
Amaji looked up at Azazealyn, wet hair clinging to the sides of his face. “Aza, get into the water,” he said, his voice sounding a bit whining. He splashed water up at the drow, trying to get her back into the water with him. “Come on, Aza.”
The Black Maji smiled a bit, watching her with humor in his eyes. He sunk back down into the water before rising above the surface again a few feet away from the priestess. He wanted her desperately to enter the water with him. Sitting upon the edge seemed pointless.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 5, 2009 22:02:51 GMT -6
"Stop acting like a child. You're older than I am," she said, lifting her head to look at him with violet eyes as she slipped back into the water, if only to get him to stop whining. She ran a hand through her hair, pulling it back into a braid before pushing off the side of the pool and cutting through the water in a smooth motion, leaving no wake.
Surfacing again, a few yards behind Amaji, she was content to float there, treading water with even movements before turning around and watching the wizard with an arched eyebrow.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 5, 2009 22:09:38 GMT -6
The mixed elf smiled as he swam over to the drow high priestess. “I just like staying youthful sometimes,” he said with a laugh as he pushed up against her a bit. He left a forceful kiss on Azazealyn’s lips before moving back from her quickly and slipping back beneath the water.
Amaji enjoyed teasing the dark elf as much as he possibly could and in every form. He could tease her verbally and physically. It was all a game to him, and if she played along, well, that made the game a lot more interesting. He was hoping that she wasn’t too down to humor his playful side.
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 5, 2009 22:13:19 GMT -6
The high priestess responded to the kiss in the instant he left it on her lips before frowning when he disappeared, knowing that he wanted to play. Well two could play as well, she thought as she dived below the surface as well, summoning a few light spells to her fingers and sending them off in a few directions, lighting up the water in different colors.
She smiled and took off to the edge of the pool, knowing his vision wasn't as good as hers, but she planned to get out of the water and hide his clothes. If he wanted to play, then she'd play along.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 5, 2009 22:19:47 GMT -6
Amaji emerged from the water once again, looking around as he pushed his hair from his face. “Azazealyn?” he called out to her, not seeing her as he looked about. He took note in the lighting of the water now, figuring that the drow was up to no good since she had not gone after him.
“You better not be doing something you will regret later, dear Aza,” he said with a smile, slowly finding where the priestess had went to. “You know I can get revenge on you, so you should just get back over to me.”
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 5, 2009 22:23:07 GMT -6
"You said you wanted to play," she said from her position back on the ledge surrounding the pool, a sultry teasing smile on her lips as she exaggerated a sashae over to where he had dropped his clothes. "And I'm more than happy to oblige," she purred, dangerously going closer to his things.
Oh yes, he could get her back if he wanted to, but she also had a few tricks up her sleeve as well. "So dear, Ama, it's your choice right now," she said as she picked up the cloak and pants in different hands. "Which is going to disappear first?" she asked.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 5, 2009 22:28:38 GMT -6
“Azazealyn, don’t,” Amaji said as he floated closer to the drow. His voice was a bit concerned, the playfulness leaving him almost all together. He would rather not have to search for his clothes if she was simply hiding them, but that could be bearable. If she completely made his clothes disappeared, forcing him to go back to the drow city naked, well he would be very upset.
“Azazealyn, please don’t do that. Just put them back down,” the Black Maji moved closer to the priestess. Just put them back down on the ground, and I won’t have to do anything to you.”
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Post by Azazealyn on Oct 5, 2009 22:32:28 GMT -6
Azazealyn arched an eyebrow, dropping them back on the ground. "I win," she said simply before reclining back on the floor, using her own clothes as a blanket between her and the rock that made up her world.
"Next time, Ama, don't play games with a woman who does it for her life," she said as she watched him, a triumphant smile on her lips as she lay back, spilling her hair over her shoulder as she let the water trail down her body. She wouldn't truly have made him walk back naked, she knew how particular he was about his clothes. It was an easy threat to win a game, though.
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Post by Amaji the Black Maji on Oct 5, 2009 22:40:06 GMT -6
Amaji frowned. “That’s not even right, Azazealyn, and you know it,” he said softly before disappearing down beneath the water. The drow knew that the mixed elf had been just playing around, and it was innocent play. She would have not gotten offended by any of it, yet she had to take her play a step out of bounds which had caused the Black Maji a bit of upset.
The wizard hid himself beneath the surface of the water. He was glad that he could hold his breath for quite a long spell without his body becoming strained.
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