Lisieux Family/Convert or Die
(ooc: not public knowledge)
She stood at the doors to Lord Justiciar Kayne II Himoura's wonderful home. After a knock, the door was answered, and she stepped inside. She was dressed as she had been earlier, but was a little woozy this time. She didn't remember what had happened. She remembered skulls and tea - not a typical combination. Why she was at Kayne's home now - no idea. She waited, wondering why she wanted to be inducted into, what was it... Chaos Requiem? A puzzled look was solid on her pretty feminine face. 'What on earth is going on!'
Esme Lisieux (Dame of Akanos)
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Kayne II stepped out of the shadows, dressed the same as always, and answered,
"Isn't that what we're all asking?" Kayne II fiddled with the mantle of the fireplace, and it swung open.
"Come with me, and I can give you answers... And so much more. Power, like you have never known."
Sir Kayne II Himoura Lord Justiciar of Akadian League
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She stared at him curiously. He didn't make any sense. ((ooc: especially since he answered her thoughts)) And yet, all the same, she walked toward the mantle, and followed his lead. Power? Interesting concept. Esme's wits returned to her bit by bit and she wondered what the fiend was up to. And this power thing? Huh - she could go for it, but it depended what kind of power it was.
"Keep talkin'." She commented bluntly with a raised brow.
((ooc: yeah, so ' ' means thoughts. andd bad post. sorry))
Esme Lisieux (Dame of Akanos)
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"I can only show you the path, it is up to you to walk it. Power is not given out freely, even by the most generous... Not that Daimons are in any way, shape, or form of generous."
Kayne II looked back at her, as the entrance to the passage swung closed.
"Make your choice now. Join me... Or die."
Sir Kayne II Himoura Lord Justiciar of Akadian League
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The strange door shut in her face and she stared at it, avoiding eye contact with Mr. Creepy. Conform or die? Somewhere inside her, her pride reared its head and cut the mighty Kayne to shreds. How dare he make such a bold challenge to her! A fire lit in her eyes, and she glared at the shut door. Her hands formed fists, tight at her sides.
Esme turned to face Kayne straight on, and looked up at him with passion and a hint of confusion. She wasn't sure what was going on, but threats didn't make her a happy person.
"I'll join you. But don't you dare threaten me, Lord Justiciar."
She boldly jabbed a finger at him. She hated letting him win so easily. But then, how could she defeat him? He was the Lord Justiciar for Christ's sake! And look at his accomplishments, he wore them so arrogantly on his person that it was obvious she wasn't likely to stand a chance against him.
Esme Lisieux (Dame of Akanos)
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(not done)