Nakmarr Party: Spent

[Arako]

Arako had plenty of fun with his bath mate while they were alone. The size of the manor and distance from the kitchen and back up the stairs to them gave them plenty of time to get thier fill of each other before Shin finds them to ruin the fun. The shadowy whispers warned Arako the duller dragon sibling was coming.

He has yet to get out of the bath. He has a lot of stamina for a little elf man but so do dragons. He would be content to just lay in the tub with her all day. His cerlulean eyes fall to the space where an injured male siren had been. Male sirens are rare. Someone locate him and begin recruitment. He pulls Amaya closer and kisses the top of her wet, dark hair. A subconscious action that he doesn't give much thought to.

"Supose we should dress before your brother comes for you?" He would rather not just to annoy Shin, but will give this decision over to Amaya's will.

[Amaya]

Letting out a soft hum of satisfaction, Amaya lounged herself on Arako's chest with a pleased smile. Absently drawing abstract shapes across his pectoral with the tip of a finger, she considered the question. Given the mood her twin felt to be in... She released a quiet sigh. "He feels angry. I think it may be best that we meet him fully clothed. My brother's ire is a dangerous beast." The only question was, just what was it that had put her brother into such a foul temper? A faint frown flickered across her face. Well, she'd find out soon enough. 



Amaya settled a kiss on Arako's shoulder before pushing herself up and climbing from the tub. "I would prefer not to give him cause to lose his temper." She would know the source of her dear brother's anger presently. And then she would see if it was something that should concern her or not.

[Arako]

Arako was willing to submit to Amaya's will in this area until he learned that Shin was already angry. He looks at her with a quirked eyebrow when she says Shin is angry and then that broadens into a mischievous grin when she suggests they should be fully clothed. Her warning is instead heard as a challenge. Instead of just a boring meeting between the siblings about the events of the night before that might anger Arako, it instead has become a way to anger Shin instead. If Shin is enraged, Arako will be entertained enough to forget his own anger. He tilts his head back and laughs after hearing her warning. He is still laughing when she stands to exit the tub, but reaches up for her hand to stay her leaving his side. It'll be way more fun if they are not only still unclothes, but if she is also still in his lap when Shin enters. He lifts his other hand, water falling in drops as he waves it and uses his shadow magic to open the door a little in invitation. Somewhere deep in the shadows around them is a deep maniacal laughter, much like the ones she's heard when touching Arako previously. It is not Arako's laughter, but is a male's and in this moment Amaya might get the sense that it is Arako's true master.

[Amaya]

A startled expression paints itself over Amaya's face as Arako grasps her wrist. That laughter was back again, sending a brief chill down her spine. There was a power there that dwarfed anything she'd encountered before. Silver eyes turned to him in question, her brow knitting tightly. "Arako?" She tugged at her wrist gently, trying to free herself with a slight frown. "This isn't a matter to laugh at. Please, I'd rather not tempt my brother's wrath any more than necessary." Shin's grasp of magic was limited, and even moreso with the pendant that Grandfather had gifted to him smothering his abilities. But when he was truly angry, he gained an almost unconscious control of his abilities that she couldn't match. The only advantage that she held was in the fact that her control of her magic was much greater than his. But so far as raw power went, her brother dwarfed her significantly.

[Arako]

Arako makes a sound of sucking in air between his teeth and then chuckles a little again, though this time it is a short chuckle. "Oh, but I so want to." He has a gleam in his cerulean eyes like a kid in a candy store. The amount of fun and chaos from angering a dragon like Shin is very tempting. The night before Amaya had to channel magic into Shin or through him, or something. Either way that suggests fun might happen if Shin were let lose. That and her warning she gives now. Isn't she in charge anyway? Can't she just tell him to heel? He lets go of her finally, but then leans back in the tub, making no move himself to emerge and dress. He'll compromise however and allow her to dress. He winks playfully at her before she can turn away. She has no clothes in his room anyway, she had entered with only her bloody panties on her. "I bet he gets to this room before you can get to your own to retrieve your clothing."

[Amaya]

Amaya treats Arako to a faint frown at the chuckle. "It's hardly anything to laugh at." Tossing her wet hair back over her shoulder, she considered briefly. True, she would never be able to make the trip to her room, dress, and return before her brother reached her. And allowing him to come to Arako's room while she was gone seemed like the worst of ideas as the moment. He seemed bound and determined to anger her brother. And while she did enjoy the chance to tease her brother from time to time, she never attempted to truly anger him. Both out of her love for her twin, and her fear of his temper. 


"You're right, I won't be able to make it. I suppose I'll just have to borrow something to wear from your closet until he arrives." Amaya gave a sweet smile as she spoke, already turning to walk into Arako's room. "I'm sure you don't mind," she called over her shoulder. She'd do everything within her power to be certain that her brother had no cause to lose his temper. She didn't feel like working time magic in order to repair any damages today.

[Arako]

Arako does not protest her going through his wardrobes. There is no wall separating his bath from his bed area, it's all a huge open room. He's been told it's bigger than some people's homes, but that's just silly. Doesn't everyone live in a manor? Most the people he invites to his parties are, but their servants always comment about the size of his room, even some of the nobles do. She will probably find discarded clothing from various women in various styles and sizes. He finds going through things and tossing those articles out to be too boring and tedious. And there is always the chance of something getting ripped and then new clothing being required for lady friends that visit him. Likewise some of the male clothing in his closet is not his size or style. He actually has three wardrobes, two for himself and one for everyone else. The third is the only one unlocked so Amaya has no choice. Arako yawns and stretches as Amaya goes through the clothing, "better hurry, he's almost here."

Arako then stands and grabs a towel to start the drying off process, his long wet hair leaves a little stream behind him and undoes any drying he tries. His half hearted drying attempts are made as he heads back toward the bed. When he reaches the bed he turns around to face away and then falls backwards onto the bed, the towel somehow getting wrapped around his long chestnut hair, but nothing else. He is not fully on the bed, but his legs hang over the side just a bit. He flings a hand toward the door and it flies open fully as if he's getting bored waiting. Damn, injured dragons move slow.

Deciding not to wait any longer he opens a shadow portal to the room, with the other end opening right before Shin's path while he is moving so the odds of stopping before getting sucked in are lower. He can't help but grin. He knows shadows don't please the dragon and this would be the second time he's traveled the dragon in such a manner. Please be annoyed.

[Amaya]

Picking her way through the various articles of clothing from previous flings, Amaya listened to Arako with half an ear. Her fingers paused as he mentioned her brother was nearing before moving to a wine red dress that looked to be near her size. Pulling it on, she straightened the cloth over her hips and frowned briefly. Well then. Undergarments could wait until they returned to their room. At least she was mostly covered, and that should placate her brother well enough. Feeling a little tingle run over her skin, Amaya turned to look at Arako in question before she noticed the portal. Oh, damn it all.. Shin was most certainly not apt to be pleased with being forced to traverse the shadows, especially in the state that he was currently in. She moved immediately for the portal in order to be there the instant that her twin stepped through to try and head off trouble.

[Shinkiro]

Breakfast hadn't done much to soothe Shin's irritation. What he needed, truly needed, was the chance to find a quiet place to meditate for a few hours. But in this place, that seemed highly unlikely to happen. And he still couldn't decide just what it was that had so thoroughly irritated him about Nick. Other than the fact that every other word out of the Keloshian's mouth practically dripped with an utter disregard for what the dragon had done for him. Or that he seemed hell bent on lying to himself about something even as simple as his own emotions. He had little and less time to deal with someone who was so blatantly afraid to be honest with themselves. Someone needs to go in there and back down all those fucking walls he's put around himself and make him face who he really is, he thought fiercely.



So wrapped up in his annoyance with Nick, he walked headlong into the shadow portal without realizing. At least until the unpleasant feel of shadow magic writhed over his skin like so many maggots. Shuddering, he came to a halt at the other side, trying to shake off the feeling. And lo and behold, who should he see but the author of his entire wretched night. Shin's eyes narrowed on Arako, lips drawing back from uncomfortably sharp teeth. A tiny flicker of flame trickled past his lips as he growled, the sound far more suited to his full dragon form than to anything an elf might have been able to produce. "You.." The word was ground out in tones of purest loathing as his eyes began to glow.

[Arako]

Arako still lays sprawled on the end of his unmade bed when Shin emerges out this side of the shadow portal. He still wears only a towel around his head and a smug smirk. When Shin utters his single word, Arako sits up with a little bounce and holds his arms out wide as if in welcome, "me!" Just to add a little more fun to the mix he offers a wink and a tick sound.

[Amaya]

"Shin, don't--" The small tongue of flame caught her attention, widening her eyes in genuine alarm. Where had all this anger come from? Surely it wasn't just the shadows that had done this? Placing herself between her brother and Arako as he lounged on the bed, Amaya placed a hand on her twin's chest in an attempt to draw his attention away from their host and try to calm him. "Sage, stop!"

[Shinkiro]

His voice was barely recognizable, instead coming out as a low, visceral growl. He scarcely halted as his sister moved in front of him. "Move, Raine," he snarled in response. Without missing a beat, he swept an arm out, shoving her off to the side with a startled yelp. "I've had more than enough of these childish games and arbitrary threats." Staggering into the wall, Amaya drew a frightened breath. The green stone in his pendant had taken on an intense glow, laboring now to keep his power in check as his temper ran wild. 

[Arako]

Arako titls his head back and lets out another laugh. "I was enjoying my morning, it is you who enter playing your games, Child." He almost wants Shin to attack, but killing her sibling might decrease his chances of ever having Amaya again. He stands and take the towel off his head where he uses it to ruff up his hair a bit in a drying technique as if he is not concerned at all about Shin's anger. He's not. He is listening in on all conversations in his manor, or well as many as he can at once without going mad. He tosses the wet towel to the floor and then walks casually over to his wardrobes, not caring at all that this puts his back to the dragons. "Now if you children will excuse me, I have adult business to attend to." He knows speaking to them like this might push Amaya away a little, but he trusts he can make it up to her later.

[Amaya]

Amaya was not one to tolerate being dismissed out of hand like an unruly child. Fortunately, she was far more concerned with the flickers of flame that her brother was exhaling with every breath. No, we don't need this right now! She moved again to place herself directly in her brother's path, hoping that he would at least stop breathing fire if she was in his way. "Sage, stop it!" Reaching up, she grabbed him by the arms and pushed her weight against him in an effort to stop his forward motion. "Dammit, Sage, what's gotten into you?! Listen to me!" This was wrong. Her brother wasn't behaving like himself. But himself or not, she couldn't let him start a fight, especially one that she knew he had no hope of winning even with her assistance. Desperate, she took a gamble. "Is this the man Valeria would want you to be?"

[Shinkiro]

Every word that Arako spoke only moved to further infuriate the dragon, his eyes focused in on the other man with reptilian intensity as a steady growl rumbled in his chest. Shin would have taken no notice of his sister save to shove her out of his path, until she brought up Valeria. He flinched visibly from the question before the anger surged back, this time directed solely at her. "I don't know the answer, Sister. Because of you, I wasn't there to defend her!" Shin snapped. He was rewarded with seeing the color drain out of her face, her silver eyes widening a little in pain with the accusation. "If you hadn't flaunted your Sight at every chance, then I wouldn't have been changed into this!" He held an arm up in front of her face so that she was forced to see the golden scales that ran down his forearm, scales that he could never be rid of. "Because of you, I lost Valeria and our son!"

[Arako]

Arako had dismissed them, but they still seem to be in his chambers and the tension grows. Sometimes that is fun, but not if it breaks his things. They need to take it elsewhere. He rummages through his wardrobe and proceeds to dress as if it were a causal morning and there isn't much to do or any hurry to do it. He's filing it all away for later consideration or ammunition, whichever he might need. He is being rather slow at dressing, but at least he started with his undergarment which he now wears. He pauses to regard them over his shoulder, but doesn't know enough about them to know what to say to either escalate or dissimulate the growing situation. So instead he is curious how Amaya will handle her brother's insubordination. He'd gotten the impression she was the one in charge. He watches them as he puts on his trousers.

"I don't think it's what has gotten into him, but who hasn't." He then looks over at Shin with the most innocent yet curious look he could muster. If they didn't know any better they might even buy into it as well, "Oh, sorry... or did you want to be on top?"

[Amaya]

If there was one thing that she didn't need, it was Arako egging on her brother's temper. As Shin snarled and looked back to him, Amaya took a calming breath. Stepping in front of her twin once more, she drew her hand back and slapped him sharply across the face. "Ehieshm! Wi msixi si resseih, sihv ithie sili ihvsihshilehsh e!" She glared up at her twin sternly, invoking her authority over him as she did so. Shin wavered, the glow in his eyes dimming as he tried to resist. "Csisr ithielsish, flimil. Psisisi." she added more softly.
















("Enough! We have a mission and you are endangering it!" Calm yourself, brother. Please.")

[Shinkiro]

He could have fought through it. As angry as he was, Shin would have been able to ignore her authority over him without effort. There would have been repercussions, of course. There always were with such acts. But it was the please that truly caught his notice. Ignoring Arako for the moment, Shin looked at her again. The scales that had been steadily creeping over his skin stopped before vanishing again. He hesitated before he lifted a hand and very carefully ran his thumb beneath her left eye. "Dav'd dlav," he whispered quietly. "Tholo'k va vook da dlav uvavnalo." Ire expended for the moment, he instead gestured to the door. They would need to speak at length over the events of the past day.
















("Don't cry." "There's no need to cry anymore." )

[Arako]

Something about the twins fighting bothers Arako. He has finished getting dressed and turns to regard them. Normally family drama brings him great joy, sometimes even when it's his family. He shrugs it off mentally and figures he's just not in the mood with his mind already being directed toward business by his agent, Deosinet. He decides to wait for them to peacefully exit on their own. That decision doesn't last long.

“You know you're boyfriend is running around armed and in assassin gear locked in a manor where everyone is worried about a murderer on the lose, thanks to all the announcing of such last night. Maybe you should see to that?”

[Amaya]

Taking her brother by the wrist, Amaya urged him toward the door with her before he could form a proper response. "Pay him no mind. We need to talk, Sage." Keeping the peace was going to be an issue, she was beginning to see. At least until she could pinpoint and deal with the source of her twin's ire. She was almost surprised when her brother allowed her to pull him from the room, utterly docile compared to his demeanor of moments ago. Something is definitely wrong with him.. A worried crease in her brow, Amaya began to tug him back toward their room. 

[Shinkiro]

A faint narrowing of his eyes was all that Shin afforded Arako this time, simply letting his sister pull him away. It was best for all involved that he do so. Behaving as a child wouldn't avail him anything. And he didn't want to see Amaya cry again. Heaving a sigh, he turned his gaze down to her as she pulled him down the hall. "You Saw something." Amaya gave a brief nod in response to the statement, the crease in her brow deepening briefly. "Shall we act, then?" he questioned softly.


"Not yet. I don't know enough yet," Amaya replied softly.


"Then I await the order."

[Arako]

Arako doesn't have to be the center of attention all the time. He doesn't get what he really wants when he's the center of attention, he just gets entertained. It was time for them to leave, he'd thought about pushing them out with shadow but their timing was alright. He has enough time to have a small private breakfast before his next meeting. He wonders briefly if his meeting with Troy can end in sex too. He's pretty sure he could talk the boy into it such actions in exchange for what he wants. He grins a little as he thinks about what he'd like to do to the boy and at the same time uses the shadows to eavesdrop on Amaya and Shin as they walk away from his door. They soon bore him however as he doesn't care about the hunt for the pixie. He wouldn't mind her relic though and plans to demand it from her for safe passage out of his manor. But that is something for later. He steps backwards into a shadow. He's got about half an hour before his next meeting, but he doesn't want to eat alone so his backwards step has him appear out the other end in Trishea's bedroom. He holds out his arms and looks at her in pretend shock like she is late, “Where's breakfast?”

[Trishea Lirya]

Trishea is sitting at a vanity near her bed, getting ready for the day. She has her lingerie on and a silky dressing robe as she applies makeup, including alluring pixie dust to her girls being pushed up by her corset. That that a naga needs help in the lust department. She looks up at Arako and then smiles as he question. She leans back toward the bed and yanks the covers revealing the toy she'd brought to her chambers last night, “here he is!”