Post by Bella Dahak on Aug 9, 2020 15:04:14 GMT -5
08/09/20-[08:52:28] )
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B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - A crack to the neck and a roll among the sheets. Not like sleep had to happen of course. It was just a good way to freshen up the mind and sharpen the senses. Laying there a while looking up at the ceiling of the room. A few thoughts and wonders were mentioned. Then as though it were a moment in time toes squish against plush carpet. Off to dress in the what ever she felt she wanted. A Suit would look great or perhaps a pair of shorts and mid drift. Hand shift with a little ease and with it a bit of a change. Hair up on her head in a bun, a suit cut into a low v, the pin stripes and heels would work wonder. It was time to head down to see to others. There were stirring here and there she knew others were about. The Keely situation was still in full effect. Off on those shoe clad feet she made her way along the stairs. Down into the Meeting hall she stepped waving her hand and pulling a drink from the void. She cared not what it was, as long as it was wet.
(08/09/20-[09:01:31] )
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Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... -Randal has been out handling business matters for the family. He is rather pleased with some recent projects how the Dahak Empire stands to make billions out of these deals. The leadership doesn’t know that and well they don’t need to know about it. Most of the city leaders don’t even realize what kind of control we have here in this city. It wasn’t deemed sin city for nothing. When he arrives at the Gate to the Mansion, Mr. Aday, head of security immediately lets him in – “Good morning Randal” - Randal would nod and say – “Good morning, Mr. Aday, everything quiet so far I take it” - “Indeed Randal, I would do anything for action though” - Randal cackles and says – “Dont do that, it will come when it comes” - Randal steps inside the gate and walks through the marble rock stone displays and up the mansion door. His eyes are scanned at the entry and he enters his password, which is a password if you will unique to him. We have a lot of security measure in play here. Stepping inside to the great hall, he would see the others doing their work and then Bella coming down the stairs- “Sleeping in Bella?” -chuckles softly-
(08/09/20-[09:10:41] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to Everyone:.... (had to add Meat Loaf in there, didn't ya? LOL) ~Shortly after Randal pulled in and entered the Mansion, another car pulled up, the back left-side passenger window rolling down to let Mr. Aday see who it was. With a grin and a wave, Mr. Aday would wave the on through the Gate, but before going on, Vlad would take a moment to inquire about the an's family, whom he said were doing fine. With a nod of approval, the dirver would pul into the roundabout driveway and step out of the car, opening the passenger door for Vlad. Making his way toward the door, he would enter his own security code and step into the Geat Hall, pulling out a double shot of Romanian Bloodwyne and sipping from it as he noticed his brother speaking to Bella. In the meantime, he would rub his eyes a bit since he'd been away on business this whole time, only to come Home and find out he has more business to tend to. Rather urgent business, from the sound of it.~ "Hello, Brother."
(08/09/20-[09:13:27] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to Everyone:.... (It's a pain in the ass to dual-window so I'm X'ing out Nathaniel for the time being)
(08/09/20-[09:14:36] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Shifts in the comforts of the chair she had taken, legs tucked under her rear. The hot cup of tea in hand as she smiles up to the sounds of the familiar. “I did sleep in today of all days.” She would say.”Looks like you have been tending to business before Dahak himself could stir” she said laughing some as her and Randal were like opposites in the night. Leaning back she closed her eyes, soaking up some rays from the window near by. “I should rather be a bit worried as to what this would entail but I have a feeling you will say a few things that might set our day off in one of two directions.” She stated cooly. Shifting as embers opened to the sound of a male voice she looked towards him and gave an incline to her head. “Hello Vlad” she would offer up.
08/09/20-[09:23:34] )
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Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... -Randal is glad that Vlad has stopped by because this conversation between him and Bella concerns him too. Randal tells the servant to pour him some ancient scotch. Those who know Randal know its his drink of choice. He would turns to look at Bella – “I never sleep much, but thats okay. Yes just dealing with some city projects. As you know our labs manufacture many products, well we have been given exclusive rights to retail, and its costing the city a pretty penny for it too” -chuckles softly and then turns to address his brother - “Hello Vlad, glad you stopped by. Lets all three of us go to the meeting room for more privacy. And bring that gawd awful bloodwyne with ya” - chuckles softly and walks down the hallway to huge double doors. He would type in the room code so we could all step inside. The butler, Thomas will shut the door once we were all inside. Randal takes a set in one of the chairs and then lays his scotch right in front of him-
08/09/20-[09:36:20] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Bella stood moving with the ample steps of not so rushed or hurried. A meeting of facts or a meeting of something she could not quite put her finger on. Giving a little shrug of a shoulder, it going up and then down. Following behind Randal. “I like you better when you are in your moods” she says to him when she stepped inside and passed to take a chair. It was not as comfortable as the large rounded cushion in the other room. Giving a grin and with out a blink she had reached in and retrieved her chair from the other place. Now, settling it against the wall and leaving the executive chair behind. Curled up in the comfort, feet tucked under her rear once more. She sipped at her morning cup. “Well if you are costing the city a pretty penny might want to up it to a full shiny quarter. You might get lucky and become rich.” She says, already knowing they are rich beyond means. But the quip was more of a laughter. To lighten the mood a little. She had long since been soured by the Stealing of her Mother’s essence. A grave impalement to thoughts that lingered on Keely. Eyes turn into the cup, her mind still a swirl. Finger circling the rim while a jolt of energy had burst. Perhaps today she would hit the Emerald Valley later to let the flow of her powers be. To use them and not worry about any falling out with some of the Prudes. “So, this meeting your calling does it regard what we spoke of not long ago?” she asks, raising the brow in Randal’s direction.
08/09/20-[09:48:48] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... ~Vlad began to ake his way toward the Meeting Hall, the glass of Bloodwyne still within his right hand as he sipped from it, offering Randal a hint of a smirk as he stepped in after him. Seeing Bella bring in the chair from the Great Hall, and he offered a small smile and nodded his head.~ "Hello, Bella." ~He would make his way to one of the chairs and take a seat, actually lossening his blood red Power Tie from around his neck and loosening his suit coat up a bit, pretending to breathe easier since he didn't actually need to breathe, but he was still a creature of comforts and this was much more comfortable for him. He would glance over to Randal and cant his head to the side a bit.~ "I assume whatever this is happens to be rather important?"
08/09/20-[09:54:47] )
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Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to -=Son of the Dragon=-Vla:.... -He would turn his orbs upon Bella, hearing how sassy she is acting, He shakes his head, as the matters as to why we are here, are a little more serious than your treating - “Bella, ill deal with you later” -sarcastic tone of course but then to your latter question “Yes it is, what we discussed not long ago” – Once we are all inside, Thomas closes the door to give us our privacy. Turning now to address his brother Drak – “yahhh its very important.” -He would reach over to his scotch and takes a rather large drink from it before laying it to the side. He personally had never heard of the name Keelie Nostrom until she appeared in the city and having stolen Violets essence to get there. However his brother drak walks in the weave by way of the Paradoxal realm and is far more likely to have heard of her and perhaps can give us an understanding for what we need – “Vlad, you know I wouldnt have asked you out of the blue to join us here in the Mansion. These times are extraordinary, for ‘hope has fallen’ -Drak would know Violets true name from before she changed it from hope to violet. Something neither Nathaniel or Bella would have known – “What do you know of Keelie Norstrom?”
(08/09/20-[10:04:04] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Bella shot Randal a look as he spoke of dealing with her later. A roll of eye like it were simply no use. She had been locking herself in the mansion as of late. Her Mother’s essences stolen by a vial of a witch. A creature that caused Bella to cant her head as she listens. Though, thought had played deep with in the recesses of her mind. All Dahaks had to recharge. Visit the sphere in which their powers truly manifest. Does that also go for Keelie? She pondered. Would the bitch have to access the Emerald Valley in order to keep from slipping on ice? Biting on her lower lip, sinking further into the chair. The cup in hand had disappeared and a scotch of her own accord appeared. Still a whirl while listening or half listening to the conversation while trying to figure something out. “Wouldn’t Keely have to at some point try and access the Emerald Valley?” she asks, looking directly at Randal with the question. Then to Drak on some level of understanding.
08/09/20-[10:11:54] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... "I know you wouln't have, Randal." ~Vlad closed his eyes at the words 'Hope has fallen', and he would lean back in his seat, steepling his finger together in front of his chin as he mulled that over for a few moments. And then that name was mentioned, his eyes snapping open to reveal spheres of black-and-purple crackling energy.~ "Now THAT is a name I've not heard in a very, very long time, Randal." ~He rose to his feet and made his way around the room, glass of Bloodwyne in hand, which he would down the rest in a single gulp before setting the glass down on the table and looking from Randal to Bella and back again.~ "Keelie Norstrom is a Chaos Traveler, also known as a Chaos Phoenix. She is able to travel to different Dimensions and usurp the power of Chaotic Beings." ~He made his way over to the opposite side of the room and leaned against the wall so he could guage their reactions to this information.~ "In fact, she has even taken the form of both a DeBlackheart and a rogue Soul Assassin." ~He looked over to Randal, canting his head to the side once more.~ "You trying to tell me Keelie Norstrom usurped Violet's power?"
8/09/20-[10:19:17] )
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Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to -=Son of the Dragon=-Vla:.... -He knows how to rub Bella the wrong way in fact they are both really good at doing that to each other. Yin and Yan type of relationship. He knows she had become rather drawn into herself since Violet has passed on. She however doesn’t even realizing it but she is heading to a path of her own destruction if she does not quickly shift her own focus. - “Bella, you are right about the Emerald Valley fields, all beings who wield it must travel through it even if they are not aware of what it is. But you must remember, the Chaos goddess herself Damoria helped her. Im not sure if Any living Dahak, not even Slayer himself would be a match for her inside those fields, but then again, im not entirely sure on that point” - Turning now and watches Drak and watch him begin to pace. So much of what your saying makes perfect since – “Well now as least I understand the how she was able to do it, even with Damoria’s blessings it would take a special kind of being to be able to pull it off, and yes brother, Keelie took Violets Chaos Essence. Violet had already passed into the Chaos sleep” -knowing you would know the Chaos had already consumed her, as she never grounded herself in the Chaos -
08/09/20-[10:28:24] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Bella listened when Drak spoke, what he said about Keely had only worked in the mind of what she was plotting. The times with Dark Thorne left her wondering on the powers of time he had been teaching her. Would some of what was taught a tool to be used in the Emerald Valley against Keely. Shifting a bit in her chair. Watching each man. Randal speaking had caught her attention and she was left biting her lip. Not out of wonder more out of certainty that by the time this meeting was over he would be wearing her drink. “It is still possible to contain her with in the Emerald field. Using time against her” she would say. “or perhaps lock her out of it all together. For she needs it and draws power from the Emerald. You cut that off, would it not bring her to her knees?” she asked them both. Standing up to pace as no windows were in this room. It was a doom of gloom it felt. Like the darkness of shrouding and no understanding.
08/09/20-[10:39:10] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... (& Bella) ~He would conjure a glass of Scotch and sip from it as he listened to both Bella and Randal, and he began mulling things over for a few moments. It was at the mention of not knowing if any living Dahak, even Slayer, could match Keelie in the Emerald Valley Fields, that a coherent thought/idea begaan forming within his mind's eye. As Bella spoke, however, his thought process was put on the back burner, and he would shake his head softly.~ "Bella, Keelie is a Traveler. She won't be caught offguard by Time or by utilizing Time Powers against her, especially since she uses them herself." ~He would sip from his Scotch a moment and crack his neck before looking over to Randal.~ "No, perhaps no living Dahak can match her in the Emerald Valey Fields, but perhaps there is someone who can. Damoria's own Flesh and Blood, Anthony. Especially if he is able to utilize Slayer's Hammer." ~He would let that thought sink in for a moment, because it could very well work. A God of Chaos with the strength of Hercules, wielding Slayer's copy of Mjolnir.~
08/09/20-[10:46:26] )
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Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... -He sees Bella trying to work this out in her head. This of course is a good thing, but He isn’t sure of the direction she is going, and Randal truly doesn’t know enough about Keelie to know if that idea would work or not. - “I suppose Bella that on paper its possible, but I somehow doubt she is going to be caught offguard like that. She is extremely cleaver – Turning now hearing what Drak says about her abilities- “Ohh she is that kind of traveler? Where Time meets Chaos? Well damn no wonder we never saw it coming then. I wondered how it was masked from us so well. So Bella, thats not going to work” -He heards Draks offer and he shakes his head – “Drak thats just the thing. We don’t want to take her down. She has upper cut the Dahak name. Killing her isn’t severe enough. No we want to hit her where it counts the most. This is the real reason I asked you here. What would it require from the Weave or Paradoxal realm you use, to strip her of her immortality or powers. To take from her what makes her who she is?”
08/09/20-[10:57:51] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Bella returned to her seat, sitting back in the chair, her legs under her frame once more. Light as air. She listens, to those around her tell her that wont work, this wont do. Yet nothing was being done about the bitch who uses her Mother’s essences. A growl sounds and with it the ideal of perhaps they did not listen. “If you lock her out of the Emerald field it will eat way at the power she possesses.” She states bluntly. “She has to make a daily prayer of devotion to Dahak himself. If she has not done such then there is no gaining access to the Emerald valley Field. It would be closed off to her. So, how is she accessing something himself would not allow with out the prayers?” she demanded they explain that to her. For surely Dakah nor Demora would allow this repulsive of violation of the name or for sake the grounds in which was put into place.
08/09/20-[11:13:22] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... (& Bella) ~He shook his head a bit and opened his eyes, the black and purple crackling orbs now a deep crystal blue as he folded his arms across his chest.~ "Nobody said anyhing about killing her, Randal. I mentioned Anthony because he can be used as a distraction. As for Keelie and her powers, I remind you both that she is a Traveler and that as such, she A), is not a true Dahak and merely possesses the powers of one. With this being the case, she wuld not necessarily be under the same restrictions as the rest of us. B), Keelie's Chaos is not limited to the Emerald Valley Fields, she has options beyond what the Dahas use. And C), Damoria already has allowed it to happen. Elsewise, Keelie never would have been able to claim Violet's essence and powers. Otherwise, I'm pretty certain Samuel would have been sent to deal with it." ~He would down the rest of his Scotch and move to set the glass on the table as he continued to mull things over.~ "As for stripping her of her powers, well, using the Knot of Dahak on her would be a good starting point. Then someone could use Gates of the Necropolis to flood the city with The Void, at which point you could weave the Void to strip her of her Immotality since she is not of The Void."
(08/09/20-[11:19:15] )
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Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... -He turns to look at Bella as she continues to speak out in haste – “Your speaking as a child Bella. She is no Dahak. And this had nothing to do with dahak’s will. Damoria cut a deal with Keelie but she could not take the life of one of our Chaos users, but had to wait for the Chaos user to enter the Chaos Sleep” -He shrugs his shoulders and takes a sip of the scotch – “Keep thinking like that and you will most certainly be heading to your grave too. That I CANNOT allow” -hearing the demand in his voice something you have rarely ever heard – “We cannot afford to lose anything else in this family. Listen to what Vlad is saying, as this is the only way to work this out” -Turning now and thinking about Anthony – “Anthony, are you referring then to the child of Damoria and the earthling demi – god Hercules?” -He remembers the name, and perhaps has run into him once in a land known as New Olympus – thinking over the rest of what you have suggested – “Fucking good thinking brother. I say this call for some Irish whiskey this round” -chuckles softly as he waves his hands and 3 glasses of irish whiskey appears – “And thats how we take everything from her that she ever valued. This is how we get our vengeance”
08/09/20-[11:29:54] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Sitting back in the chair and listening to the words of Drak, she waits a few ehns to grasp what he was saying. Though there was something in there she was missing. Something so close she could almost touch it. Ideas were being tossed around and with it she were trying to use the knowledge she had. Though, she knew she was not as experienced or knowledge in everything the others held. She herself had some degree of it. Hearing Drak’s words of using the Knot of Dahak, then using the gates of necropolis to flood the city of the void. Would that not also take the city into a chaos of blackness that would likely take it into the void itself? Those thoughts plagued her mind, sent chills along her spine while she sat motionless upon her own little throne.
Embers burn cutting sharply towards Randal as he speaks. His words spark that fire, that burn and turn of each others Ying and Yang pull. How the pressing of buttons worked with in the depths of who they were. A look given while she listened, knowing carefully on what brewed beneath the shapely ass of a woman. “Child.. did you really just insult me. To speak like I have not offered something up? How fucking dare you, Randal? You can not allow? You are not my father, nor do you know the burn, the ache, the utter compliance or complex of my own issues with this. THAT WAS MY MOTHER.. NOT SOME FORMER BEING” she snapped. Still mulling over the words of Drak. The voice of command played and it was something she had not heard often from Head of the family. Shifting to stand.
Moving closer to where they stood the Irish whiskey in hand she tossed it at Randal, drink, glass and all. “You can demand all you want, command all you need. Seems you are good at being completely in charge.” She stated with a cold taste to the bitter scotch she had not long ago. Hand waves, her chair disappears. With it a burst of her energy cast forth. Through the void it ripples landing some where in Vegas, a storm with hailing rains and floods were drawn into a dessert of dried lands. A swarm of raging water had nearly drowned out a few towns. Standing close to the door of an exit from the presences of Randal. She would inhale a deep breath and eye Drak. His words far more important then that of Leader at the moment. Body shifts, back to the Man who infuriated her. She would focus on the other. Leaving no mistake in Randal’s mind of how pissed she was.
08/09/20-[11:54:25] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... ~He set his glass of Irish Whiskey down and walked over toward Bella, placing a hand on her shoulder and speaking softly and soothingly to the Chaos Priestess.~ "Bella, if this is to work, it must be a team effort. You will likely need Nathaniel to unleash the Gates of the Necropolis while Anthony is keeping Keelie distracted. At the same time, you can use the Knot of Dahak - I am of course assuming you have access to the Knot of Dahak. If not, I will teach it to you. Then once The Void has entered the city, you can take Keelie down while Randal aborbs her essence and puts her back to rest in the Emerald Valley Fields. But do not worry about the city, Vegas will be fine. It will simply become as Miami was."
8/09/20-[12:00:41] )
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Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... -Randal sits there quietly, oddly quiet as Bella would respond in the only way she would know how. Make no mistake about it though, she will get whats coming to her in short time. You threw the glass with whiskey right at him, he did not dodge it even though you know damn well He could have. In that moment he would just look at you with his mystic orbs, the ones that usually shift through in colors mimicking the northern lights. Only this time, they settle in a Crystal blue, like they were when He was an Angelic. He and Vlad both were. And yet here we are. The gaze he is giving you is not one of anger, or resentment, but of disappointment. Something you have never ever seen from him before. Lost in that moment, not really knowing what to say at first. He would close his eyes, and when they open again, they adjust back to normal, with the variance of color within them. He would first address Drak before He does you -
(To Drak) “We have time to go over all of the details, regarding the process of who is doing what. -He would nod softly – “Teamwork will be needed. However, I don’t believe Anthony will be needed. I believe between Nathaniel, Myself, and Bella, we can accomplish what we need. And then Violet can lay to her eternal rest, which she damn well deserves” – Violet was a sister to both of us -
-Shifts his focus now back to Bella. He would slowly stand up from his chair. Looking down to his shirt which is wet thanks to your throwing the whiskey at him. He could easily with the wave of his hand make it like it never happened, but he does not. He says to you in a dark but softly spoken tone – “Anyone can throw a fit, create a storm and act out. But your proving my point. And Violet was not just something to me, she was my Sister. And Me and Violet created Nathaniel. Perhaps you should think on that before you run off with your mouth like some teenager being grounded from their video games” – He closes his eyes and in an instant you suddenly find yourself stuck in a web, you would no longer see Vlad nor would you see the room, but in the thick of the Spiritual Nexus. You have never seen the raw power of Randal before. He will give you just a taste. It doesn’t matter who you are, how brave you are or how much of a spitfire you are, in the realm of the senses, in this case the afterlife, all things become subject to his will. You can hear the sound of torture, and not the sound that comes from Chaos but that which screams of their very soul. Tiny webs of white color circles all around you. In that moment you would not fear for your life but for your soul. In an instant Randal could take this all away from you. Drak never the wiser that this is happening. Randal simply pulls one string and you would feel your soul to call out for help. The words now the he speaks only you would hear, and when you speak back only he would hear – “Before you cross a line you cannot undo, I thought it wise for you to see what can be done to you. Do not cross me like that again, especially when another is present” – Then suddenly your released from the web and would slowly recognize your back in the room with him and Drak (if you do speak to Randal before he released you he would of course hear it)
08/09/20-[12:24:22] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Bella shrugged out of the touch of her Uncle. Eyeing him as he spoke, his words sinking in while he had read her mind which she hated. It was another form of pissing on her. “Stop reading my thoughts” she said through gritted teeth. Looking towards Randal, then back to Drak. “you say it as though it will hold with certainty. Yet, if we fail we all die and city falls to that traveler of a woman.” Her gaze fell, the cold shudder running through her body at the movement, the pull.
The tangle of emotions and strings being drawn. It was wrong of her to speak in such a manner, the raw flaring of those driving forces of Bella. A weakness Randal had always known that her hot little temper was her down fall. It was how the grave would be calling her sooner than later if she did not get herself grounded. Watching as fear in some way had shifted through out her entire being. Carefully noting the shift in color of embers in both males. She swallows. The cerulean color so deep and rich it drew her breath like it would snuff out a candle in a moments blink. Her body remained to where she stood, and her mind had been captured, tossed into a world in which the depth had never registered with in.
Standing in the Spiritual Nexus bound by the web and flow, the tiny silk bindings holding her complete solitude it would seem for mere moments. The words of Randal sinking in to every parts of her form. Drawing out the crimson flow of tears to streak along her cheeks. She had hurt him. Hurt the one being that she had been drawn to like a moth to flame. He was another weakness of hers, the chemistry, the pull, the sensations she never could explain like the wrappings of a present held for a moment then undone, brought back to be held once more. Closing her eyes as if it would all be gone from the single touch, single push. When they had reopened the feel and tiny webs of white circles around her, cries of agony reaching her, prickling along her skin. The raise of Bumps formed and she was screaming in her own pains and fears.
Bella had never pushed Randal this far before, that her life clearly hung in the balance her soul wanting to rip from her own body to separate into the Nexus. Her arms locked in the web, her feet bound in chains she could not remove. No amount of chaos could push and undo what was being done. The torture In which she was feeling, each scream being drawn. Each pluck of memory, of emotion, of her very core was used before her. The words pressing down like a glove holding her under the water. Then as it had ended. Breath labored and eyes turning to watch Randal in horror. Was she afraid of him? Pissed at him? Hating him? It was not easily told in the emotions flickering across her face. Her mind a blank slate other then drawing in of her bottom lip to dentin. Holding herself high when all she wanted was to sink in to a chair and vanish the world around her. To be left with own thoughts.
(08/09/20-[12:43:22] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... - Randal is a very complex being. On the surface he has as much control over ever aspect of his life as any you will find. He has very powerful abilities, though he rarely ever chooses to use them. He has causal conversations with mortal beings and can make them feel a part of his community. He can be cold or hot. Even in his demanding tone or voice, he is not loud. Just in control. When it becomes necessary to use his force, He never uses more than he has to, in order to get his point across. He could not express in with exact clarity what it was he was feeling. What hurt him what stroke out to his own soul was to insist that Violet was merely some other being to him. Violet was and is still what is best about the Dahak Family. Without her there would be no Dahak Empire. And there would be no Nathaniel or Bella. Apparently Drak picked up on more than Randal Realized because He is now gone, assuming it was for our benefit that he did. Randal would look upon Bella. He truly did not want her to fear him, but to respect him, or at least respect the process of his thinking. Randal is clearly in a position of age, and wisdom comes with that. He didn’t at first say anything to Bella. What more is there to say? Randal in that moment feels an array of emotions. And since he is one who controls them very well, he allows a few moments to process them. Sitting back down, something unexplained – things that if were written on paper could not be rightly understood. And a single silver colored tear rolled down his cheek. - “I miss Violet more than words could ever say.” -Looking down to the table, hating himself in this moment as he does not like to be vulnerable to anyone. And even though for anyone else he would simply disappear, he did not, he remained in the room with you – “I now realize though. That you are my fire. I am your ice. I just don’t know what all that means… Bella”
08/09/20-[12:59:04] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - Silence and awkward was felt. Drak’s sudden departure left Bella wondering what was in store for her. Shifting on her soles. She inhales a breath. Holding silent in the moment the after effects or the same effects she had just experienced lingered like a warning to take with care. Gliding with ease even in the state she were, she took a seat across from you. Watching you with careful gaze. Memorizing every line, every feature, marking, ink, scars, every inch of what she had thought she had known. The heavy elephant in the room weighing on each of them as their were exposed before any who dared to look in. No armor, no gloves, no weapons but their own words. It was as if someone strip them to the bare essences of who they were. Storming out would have been her idle plan normally. Saying what she had then turning to make her escape like some child in the night. The words so true and raw. The anger and flare between the two were only the slight spark to kindle a fire that could rock eternity.
Eyes of varying ray of color shifts up. Noting the roll of a colored tear streak along your cheek. Dainty finger swipes it away as you finally speak. The sound, the edge, the true softness of your voice caught her. The power and now this had seemed an ice berg fell on her. Diminishing her to nothing but a mere scared child in a corner. “I.. I.. did not mean it, Randal. I was… I am sorry” she says biting on her lower lip. “How cane I be your fire Randal? I nearly push you around ever corner. I am no good for either of us in the rages I have.” She whispered as though it would make it all better. Knowing she might of gone to far. “What do we do now? Am I going to an early grave?” she asks. Still bothered by her own emotions of what to do about you. She was torn. Fear, respect, love, Want, Anger. It was all there rolled like a sticky mess of chaos with a grin.
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - A crack to the neck and a roll among the sheets. Not like sleep had to happen of course. It was just a good way to freshen up the mind and sharpen the senses. Laying there a while looking up at the ceiling of the room. A few thoughts and wonders were mentioned. Then as though it were a moment in time toes squish against plush carpet. Off to dress in the what ever she felt she wanted. A Suit would look great or perhaps a pair of shorts and mid drift. Hand shift with a little ease and with it a bit of a change. Hair up on her head in a bun, a suit cut into a low v, the pin stripes and heels would work wonder. It was time to head down to see to others. There were stirring here and there she knew others were about. The Keely situation was still in full effect. Off on those shoe clad feet she made her way along the stairs. Down into the Meeting hall she stepped waving her hand and pulling a drink from the void. She cared not what it was, as long as it was wet.
(08/09/20-[09:01:31] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... -Randal has been out handling business matters for the family. He is rather pleased with some recent projects how the Dahak Empire stands to make billions out of these deals. The leadership doesn’t know that and well they don’t need to know about it. Most of the city leaders don’t even realize what kind of control we have here in this city. It wasn’t deemed sin city for nothing. When he arrives at the Gate to the Mansion, Mr. Aday, head of security immediately lets him in – “Good morning Randal” - Randal would nod and say – “Good morning, Mr. Aday, everything quiet so far I take it” - “Indeed Randal, I would do anything for action though” - Randal cackles and says – “Dont do that, it will come when it comes” - Randal steps inside the gate and walks through the marble rock stone displays and up the mansion door. His eyes are scanned at the entry and he enters his password, which is a password if you will unique to him. We have a lot of security measure in play here. Stepping inside to the great hall, he would see the others doing their work and then Bella coming down the stairs- “Sleeping in Bella?” -chuckles softly-
(08/09/20-[09:10:41] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to Everyone:.... (had to add Meat Loaf in there, didn't ya? LOL) ~Shortly after Randal pulled in and entered the Mansion, another car pulled up, the back left-side passenger window rolling down to let Mr. Aday see who it was. With a grin and a wave, Mr. Aday would wave the on through the Gate, but before going on, Vlad would take a moment to inquire about the an's family, whom he said were doing fine. With a nod of approval, the dirver would pul into the roundabout driveway and step out of the car, opening the passenger door for Vlad. Making his way toward the door, he would enter his own security code and step into the Geat Hall, pulling out a double shot of Romanian Bloodwyne and sipping from it as he noticed his brother speaking to Bella. In the meantime, he would rub his eyes a bit since he'd been away on business this whole time, only to come Home and find out he has more business to tend to. Rather urgent business, from the sound of it.~ "Hello, Brother."
(08/09/20-[09:13:27] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Great Hall ==
- is in the great hall -
: says to Everyone:.... (It's a pain in the ass to dual-window so I'm X'ing out Nathaniel for the time being)
(08/09/20-[09:14:36] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Shifts in the comforts of the chair she had taken, legs tucked under her rear. The hot cup of tea in hand as she smiles up to the sounds of the familiar. “I did sleep in today of all days.” She would say.”Looks like you have been tending to business before Dahak himself could stir” she said laughing some as her and Randal were like opposites in the night. Leaning back she closed her eyes, soaking up some rays from the window near by. “I should rather be a bit worried as to what this would entail but I have a feeling you will say a few things that might set our day off in one of two directions.” She stated cooly. Shifting as embers opened to the sound of a male voice she looked towards him and gave an incline to her head. “Hello Vlad” she would offer up.
08/09/20-[09:23:34] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... -Randal is glad that Vlad has stopped by because this conversation between him and Bella concerns him too. Randal tells the servant to pour him some ancient scotch. Those who know Randal know its his drink of choice. He would turns to look at Bella – “I never sleep much, but thats okay. Yes just dealing with some city projects. As you know our labs manufacture many products, well we have been given exclusive rights to retail, and its costing the city a pretty penny for it too” -chuckles softly and then turns to address his brother - “Hello Vlad, glad you stopped by. Lets all three of us go to the meeting room for more privacy. And bring that gawd awful bloodwyne with ya” - chuckles softly and walks down the hallway to huge double doors. He would type in the room code so we could all step inside. The butler, Thomas will shut the door once we were all inside. Randal takes a set in one of the chairs and then lays his scotch right in front of him-
08/09/20-[09:36:20] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Bella stood moving with the ample steps of not so rushed or hurried. A meeting of facts or a meeting of something she could not quite put her finger on. Giving a little shrug of a shoulder, it going up and then down. Following behind Randal. “I like you better when you are in your moods” she says to him when she stepped inside and passed to take a chair. It was not as comfortable as the large rounded cushion in the other room. Giving a grin and with out a blink she had reached in and retrieved her chair from the other place. Now, settling it against the wall and leaving the executive chair behind. Curled up in the comfort, feet tucked under her rear once more. She sipped at her morning cup. “Well if you are costing the city a pretty penny might want to up it to a full shiny quarter. You might get lucky and become rich.” She says, already knowing they are rich beyond means. But the quip was more of a laughter. To lighten the mood a little. She had long since been soured by the Stealing of her Mother’s essence. A grave impalement to thoughts that lingered on Keely. Eyes turn into the cup, her mind still a swirl. Finger circling the rim while a jolt of energy had burst. Perhaps today she would hit the Emerald Valley later to let the flow of her powers be. To use them and not worry about any falling out with some of the Prudes. “So, this meeting your calling does it regard what we spoke of not long ago?” she asks, raising the brow in Randal’s direction.
08/09/20-[09:48:48] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... ~Vlad began to ake his way toward the Meeting Hall, the glass of Bloodwyne still within his right hand as he sipped from it, offering Randal a hint of a smirk as he stepped in after him. Seeing Bella bring in the chair from the Great Hall, and he offered a small smile and nodded his head.~ "Hello, Bella." ~He would make his way to one of the chairs and take a seat, actually lossening his blood red Power Tie from around his neck and loosening his suit coat up a bit, pretending to breathe easier since he didn't actually need to breathe, but he was still a creature of comforts and this was much more comfortable for him. He would glance over to Randal and cant his head to the side a bit.~ "I assume whatever this is happens to be rather important?"
08/09/20-[09:54:47] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to -=Son of the Dragon=-Vla:.... -He would turn his orbs upon Bella, hearing how sassy she is acting, He shakes his head, as the matters as to why we are here, are a little more serious than your treating - “Bella, ill deal with you later” -sarcastic tone of course but then to your latter question “Yes it is, what we discussed not long ago” – Once we are all inside, Thomas closes the door to give us our privacy. Turning now to address his brother Drak – “yahhh its very important.” -He would reach over to his scotch and takes a rather large drink from it before laying it to the side. He personally had never heard of the name Keelie Nostrom until she appeared in the city and having stolen Violets essence to get there. However his brother drak walks in the weave by way of the Paradoxal realm and is far more likely to have heard of her and perhaps can give us an understanding for what we need – “Vlad, you know I wouldnt have asked you out of the blue to join us here in the Mansion. These times are extraordinary, for ‘hope has fallen’ -Drak would know Violets true name from before she changed it from hope to violet. Something neither Nathaniel or Bella would have known – “What do you know of Keelie Norstrom?”
(08/09/20-[10:04:04] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Bella shot Randal a look as he spoke of dealing with her later. A roll of eye like it were simply no use. She had been locking herself in the mansion as of late. Her Mother’s essences stolen by a vial of a witch. A creature that caused Bella to cant her head as she listens. Though, thought had played deep with in the recesses of her mind. All Dahaks had to recharge. Visit the sphere in which their powers truly manifest. Does that also go for Keelie? She pondered. Would the bitch have to access the Emerald Valley in order to keep from slipping on ice? Biting on her lower lip, sinking further into the chair. The cup in hand had disappeared and a scotch of her own accord appeared. Still a whirl while listening or half listening to the conversation while trying to figure something out. “Wouldn’t Keely have to at some point try and access the Emerald Valley?” she asks, looking directly at Randal with the question. Then to Drak on some level of understanding.
08/09/20-[10:11:54] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... "I know you wouln't have, Randal." ~Vlad closed his eyes at the words 'Hope has fallen', and he would lean back in his seat, steepling his finger together in front of his chin as he mulled that over for a few moments. And then that name was mentioned, his eyes snapping open to reveal spheres of black-and-purple crackling energy.~ "Now THAT is a name I've not heard in a very, very long time, Randal." ~He rose to his feet and made his way around the room, glass of Bloodwyne in hand, which he would down the rest in a single gulp before setting the glass down on the table and looking from Randal to Bella and back again.~ "Keelie Norstrom is a Chaos Traveler, also known as a Chaos Phoenix. She is able to travel to different Dimensions and usurp the power of Chaotic Beings." ~He made his way over to the opposite side of the room and leaned against the wall so he could guage their reactions to this information.~ "In fact, she has even taken the form of both a DeBlackheart and a rogue Soul Assassin." ~He looked over to Randal, canting his head to the side once more.~ "You trying to tell me Keelie Norstrom usurped Violet's power?"
8/09/20-[10:19:17] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to -=Son of the Dragon=-Vla:.... -He knows how to rub Bella the wrong way in fact they are both really good at doing that to each other. Yin and Yan type of relationship. He knows she had become rather drawn into herself since Violet has passed on. She however doesn’t even realizing it but she is heading to a path of her own destruction if she does not quickly shift her own focus. - “Bella, you are right about the Emerald Valley fields, all beings who wield it must travel through it even if they are not aware of what it is. But you must remember, the Chaos goddess herself Damoria helped her. Im not sure if Any living Dahak, not even Slayer himself would be a match for her inside those fields, but then again, im not entirely sure on that point” - Turning now and watches Drak and watch him begin to pace. So much of what your saying makes perfect since – “Well now as least I understand the how she was able to do it, even with Damoria’s blessings it would take a special kind of being to be able to pull it off, and yes brother, Keelie took Violets Chaos Essence. Violet had already passed into the Chaos sleep” -knowing you would know the Chaos had already consumed her, as she never grounded herself in the Chaos -
08/09/20-[10:28:24] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Bella listened when Drak spoke, what he said about Keely had only worked in the mind of what she was plotting. The times with Dark Thorne left her wondering on the powers of time he had been teaching her. Would some of what was taught a tool to be used in the Emerald Valley against Keely. Shifting a bit in her chair. Watching each man. Randal speaking had caught her attention and she was left biting her lip. Not out of wonder more out of certainty that by the time this meeting was over he would be wearing her drink. “It is still possible to contain her with in the Emerald field. Using time against her” she would say. “or perhaps lock her out of it all together. For she needs it and draws power from the Emerald. You cut that off, would it not bring her to her knees?” she asked them both. Standing up to pace as no windows were in this room. It was a doom of gloom it felt. Like the darkness of shrouding and no understanding.
08/09/20-[10:39:10] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... (& Bella) ~He would conjure a glass of Scotch and sip from it as he listened to both Bella and Randal, and he began mulling things over for a few moments. It was at the mention of not knowing if any living Dahak, even Slayer, could match Keelie in the Emerald Valley Fields, that a coherent thought/idea begaan forming within his mind's eye. As Bella spoke, however, his thought process was put on the back burner, and he would shake his head softly.~ "Bella, Keelie is a Traveler. She won't be caught offguard by Time or by utilizing Time Powers against her, especially since she uses them herself." ~He would sip from his Scotch a moment and crack his neck before looking over to Randal.~ "No, perhaps no living Dahak can match her in the Emerald Valey Fields, but perhaps there is someone who can. Damoria's own Flesh and Blood, Anthony. Especially if he is able to utilize Slayer's Hammer." ~He would let that thought sink in for a moment, because it could very well work. A God of Chaos with the strength of Hercules, wielding Slayer's copy of Mjolnir.~
08/09/20-[10:46:26] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... -He sees Bella trying to work this out in her head. This of course is a good thing, but He isn’t sure of the direction she is going, and Randal truly doesn’t know enough about Keelie to know if that idea would work or not. - “I suppose Bella that on paper its possible, but I somehow doubt she is going to be caught offguard like that. She is extremely cleaver – Turning now hearing what Drak says about her abilities- “Ohh she is that kind of traveler? Where Time meets Chaos? Well damn no wonder we never saw it coming then. I wondered how it was masked from us so well. So Bella, thats not going to work” -He heards Draks offer and he shakes his head – “Drak thats just the thing. We don’t want to take her down. She has upper cut the Dahak name. Killing her isn’t severe enough. No we want to hit her where it counts the most. This is the real reason I asked you here. What would it require from the Weave or Paradoxal realm you use, to strip her of her immortality or powers. To take from her what makes her who she is?”
08/09/20-[10:57:51] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Bella returned to her seat, sitting back in the chair, her legs under her frame once more. Light as air. She listens, to those around her tell her that wont work, this wont do. Yet nothing was being done about the bitch who uses her Mother’s essences. A growl sounds and with it the ideal of perhaps they did not listen. “If you lock her out of the Emerald field it will eat way at the power she possesses.” She states bluntly. “She has to make a daily prayer of devotion to Dahak himself. If she has not done such then there is no gaining access to the Emerald valley Field. It would be closed off to her. So, how is she accessing something himself would not allow with out the prayers?” she demanded they explain that to her. For surely Dakah nor Demora would allow this repulsive of violation of the name or for sake the grounds in which was put into place.
08/09/20-[11:13:22] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... (& Bella) ~He shook his head a bit and opened his eyes, the black and purple crackling orbs now a deep crystal blue as he folded his arms across his chest.~ "Nobody said anyhing about killing her, Randal. I mentioned Anthony because he can be used as a distraction. As for Keelie and her powers, I remind you both that she is a Traveler and that as such, she A), is not a true Dahak and merely possesses the powers of one. With this being the case, she wuld not necessarily be under the same restrictions as the rest of us. B), Keelie's Chaos is not limited to the Emerald Valley Fields, she has options beyond what the Dahas use. And C), Damoria already has allowed it to happen. Elsewise, Keelie never would have been able to claim Violet's essence and powers. Otherwise, I'm pretty certain Samuel would have been sent to deal with it." ~He would down the rest of his Scotch and move to set the glass on the table as he continued to mull things over.~ "As for stripping her of her powers, well, using the Knot of Dahak on her would be a good starting point. Then someone could use Gates of the Necropolis to flood the city with The Void, at which point you could weave the Void to strip her of her Immotality since she is not of The Void."
(08/09/20-[11:19:15] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... -He turns to look at Bella as she continues to speak out in haste – “Your speaking as a child Bella. She is no Dahak. And this had nothing to do with dahak’s will. Damoria cut a deal with Keelie but she could not take the life of one of our Chaos users, but had to wait for the Chaos user to enter the Chaos Sleep” -He shrugs his shoulders and takes a sip of the scotch – “Keep thinking like that and you will most certainly be heading to your grave too. That I CANNOT allow” -hearing the demand in his voice something you have rarely ever heard – “We cannot afford to lose anything else in this family. Listen to what Vlad is saying, as this is the only way to work this out” -Turning now and thinking about Anthony – “Anthony, are you referring then to the child of Damoria and the earthling demi – god Hercules?” -He remembers the name, and perhaps has run into him once in a land known as New Olympus – thinking over the rest of what you have suggested – “Fucking good thinking brother. I say this call for some Irish whiskey this round” -chuckles softly as he waves his hands and 3 glasses of irish whiskey appears – “And thats how we take everything from her that she ever valued. This is how we get our vengeance”
08/09/20-[11:29:54] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Sitting back in the chair and listening to the words of Drak, she waits a few ehns to grasp what he was saying. Though there was something in there she was missing. Something so close she could almost touch it. Ideas were being tossed around and with it she were trying to use the knowledge she had. Though, she knew she was not as experienced or knowledge in everything the others held. She herself had some degree of it. Hearing Drak’s words of using the Knot of Dahak, then using the gates of necropolis to flood the city of the void. Would that not also take the city into a chaos of blackness that would likely take it into the void itself? Those thoughts plagued her mind, sent chills along her spine while she sat motionless upon her own little throne.
Embers burn cutting sharply towards Randal as he speaks. His words spark that fire, that burn and turn of each others Ying and Yang pull. How the pressing of buttons worked with in the depths of who they were. A look given while she listened, knowing carefully on what brewed beneath the shapely ass of a woman. “Child.. did you really just insult me. To speak like I have not offered something up? How fucking dare you, Randal? You can not allow? You are not my father, nor do you know the burn, the ache, the utter compliance or complex of my own issues with this. THAT WAS MY MOTHER.. NOT SOME FORMER BEING” she snapped. Still mulling over the words of Drak. The voice of command played and it was something she had not heard often from Head of the family. Shifting to stand.
Moving closer to where they stood the Irish whiskey in hand she tossed it at Randal, drink, glass and all. “You can demand all you want, command all you need. Seems you are good at being completely in charge.” She stated with a cold taste to the bitter scotch she had not long ago. Hand waves, her chair disappears. With it a burst of her energy cast forth. Through the void it ripples landing some where in Vegas, a storm with hailing rains and floods were drawn into a dessert of dried lands. A swarm of raging water had nearly drowned out a few towns. Standing close to the door of an exit from the presences of Randal. She would inhale a deep breath and eye Drak. His words far more important then that of Leader at the moment. Body shifts, back to the Man who infuriated her. She would focus on the other. Leaving no mistake in Randal’s mind of how pissed she was.
08/09/20-[11:54:25] )
-=Son of the Dragon=-
Vlad 'Drakulya' Del Torian
{ | | | | | PD | | | | | }
Tzimisce Koldunic Master
Founder and CEO of Bey Industries
Board Member - Dahak Enterprises
LVbN - RPO
The Blood is The Life
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... ~He set his glass of Irish Whiskey down and walked over toward Bella, placing a hand on her shoulder and speaking softly and soothingly to the Chaos Priestess.~ "Bella, if this is to work, it must be a team effort. You will likely need Nathaniel to unleash the Gates of the Necropolis while Anthony is keeping Keelie distracted. At the same time, you can use the Knot of Dahak - I am of course assuming you have access to the Knot of Dahak. If not, I will teach it to you. Then once The Void has entered the city, you can take Keelie down while Randal aborbs her essence and puts her back to rest in the Emerald Valley Fields. But do not worry about the city, Vegas will be fine. It will simply become as Miami was."
8/09/20-[12:00:41] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... -Randal sits there quietly, oddly quiet as Bella would respond in the only way she would know how. Make no mistake about it though, she will get whats coming to her in short time. You threw the glass with whiskey right at him, he did not dodge it even though you know damn well He could have. In that moment he would just look at you with his mystic orbs, the ones that usually shift through in colors mimicking the northern lights. Only this time, they settle in a Crystal blue, like they were when He was an Angelic. He and Vlad both were. And yet here we are. The gaze he is giving you is not one of anger, or resentment, but of disappointment. Something you have never ever seen from him before. Lost in that moment, not really knowing what to say at first. He would close his eyes, and when they open again, they adjust back to normal, with the variance of color within them. He would first address Drak before He does you -
(To Drak) “We have time to go over all of the details, regarding the process of who is doing what. -He would nod softly – “Teamwork will be needed. However, I don’t believe Anthony will be needed. I believe between Nathaniel, Myself, and Bella, we can accomplish what we need. And then Violet can lay to her eternal rest, which she damn well deserves” – Violet was a sister to both of us -
-Shifts his focus now back to Bella. He would slowly stand up from his chair. Looking down to his shirt which is wet thanks to your throwing the whiskey at him. He could easily with the wave of his hand make it like it never happened, but he does not. He says to you in a dark but softly spoken tone – “Anyone can throw a fit, create a storm and act out. But your proving my point. And Violet was not just something to me, she was my Sister. And Me and Violet created Nathaniel. Perhaps you should think on that before you run off with your mouth like some teenager being grounded from their video games” – He closes his eyes and in an instant you suddenly find yourself stuck in a web, you would no longer see Vlad nor would you see the room, but in the thick of the Spiritual Nexus. You have never seen the raw power of Randal before. He will give you just a taste. It doesn’t matter who you are, how brave you are or how much of a spitfire you are, in the realm of the senses, in this case the afterlife, all things become subject to his will. You can hear the sound of torture, and not the sound that comes from Chaos but that which screams of their very soul. Tiny webs of white color circles all around you. In that moment you would not fear for your life but for your soul. In an instant Randal could take this all away from you. Drak never the wiser that this is happening. Randal simply pulls one string and you would feel your soul to call out for help. The words now the he speaks only you would hear, and when you speak back only he would hear – “Before you cross a line you cannot undo, I thought it wise for you to see what can be done to you. Do not cross me like that again, especially when another is present” – Then suddenly your released from the web and would slowly recognize your back in the room with him and Drak (if you do speak to Randal before he released you he would of course hear it)
08/09/20-[12:24:22] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to Everyone:.... - Bella shrugged out of the touch of her Uncle. Eyeing him as he spoke, his words sinking in while he had read her mind which she hated. It was another form of pissing on her. “Stop reading my thoughts” she said through gritted teeth. Looking towards Randal, then back to Drak. “you say it as though it will hold with certainty. Yet, if we fail we all die and city falls to that traveler of a woman.” Her gaze fell, the cold shudder running through her body at the movement, the pull.
The tangle of emotions and strings being drawn. It was wrong of her to speak in such a manner, the raw flaring of those driving forces of Bella. A weakness Randal had always known that her hot little temper was her down fall. It was how the grave would be calling her sooner than later if she did not get herself grounded. Watching as fear in some way had shifted through out her entire being. Carefully noting the shift in color of embers in both males. She swallows. The cerulean color so deep and rich it drew her breath like it would snuff out a candle in a moments blink. Her body remained to where she stood, and her mind had been captured, tossed into a world in which the depth had never registered with in.
Standing in the Spiritual Nexus bound by the web and flow, the tiny silk bindings holding her complete solitude it would seem for mere moments. The words of Randal sinking in to every parts of her form. Drawing out the crimson flow of tears to streak along her cheeks. She had hurt him. Hurt the one being that she had been drawn to like a moth to flame. He was another weakness of hers, the chemistry, the pull, the sensations she never could explain like the wrappings of a present held for a moment then undone, brought back to be held once more. Closing her eyes as if it would all be gone from the single touch, single push. When they had reopened the feel and tiny webs of white circles around her, cries of agony reaching her, prickling along her skin. The raise of Bumps formed and she was screaming in her own pains and fears.
Bella had never pushed Randal this far before, that her life clearly hung in the balance her soul wanting to rip from her own body to separate into the Nexus. Her arms locked in the web, her feet bound in chains she could not remove. No amount of chaos could push and undo what was being done. The torture In which she was feeling, each scream being drawn. Each pluck of memory, of emotion, of her very core was used before her. The words pressing down like a glove holding her under the water. Then as it had ended. Breath labored and eyes turning to watch Randal in horror. Was she afraid of him? Pissed at him? Hating him? It was not easily told in the emotions flickering across her face. Her mind a blank slate other then drawing in of her bottom lip to dentin. Holding herself high when all she wanted was to sink in to a chair and vanish the world around her. To be left with own thoughts.
(08/09/20-[12:43:22] )
+ + + R e v e l a t i o n s + + +
Randal Dahak
{Lord of the Dahaks}
Gen 2 – Tier 5
Soul Master
VBN-RPO
{Dahak Lab – Owner and CEO}
- Cry baby cry …Cry Cry to heaven
If that doesn’t do it for you…Go ahead and cry like hell -
== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to | | | [ - Chaos Priestes:.... - Randal is a very complex being. On the surface he has as much control over ever aspect of his life as any you will find. He has very powerful abilities, though he rarely ever chooses to use them. He has causal conversations with mortal beings and can make them feel a part of his community. He can be cold or hot. Even in his demanding tone or voice, he is not loud. Just in control. When it becomes necessary to use his force, He never uses more than he has to, in order to get his point across. He could not express in with exact clarity what it was he was feeling. What hurt him what stroke out to his own soul was to insist that Violet was merely some other being to him. Violet was and is still what is best about the Dahak Family. Without her there would be no Dahak Empire. And there would be no Nathaniel or Bella. Apparently Drak picked up on more than Randal Realized because He is now gone, assuming it was for our benefit that he did. Randal would look upon Bella. He truly did not want her to fear him, but to respect him, or at least respect the process of his thinking. Randal is clearly in a position of age, and wisdom comes with that. He didn’t at first say anything to Bella. What more is there to say? Randal in that moment feels an array of emotions. And since he is one who controls them very well, he allows a few moments to process them. Sitting back down, something unexplained – things that if were written on paper could not be rightly understood. And a single silver colored tear rolled down his cheek. - “I miss Violet more than words could ever say.” -Looking down to the table, hating himself in this moment as he does not like to be vulnerable to anyone. And even though for anyone else he would simply disappear, he did not, he remained in the room with you – “I now realize though. That you are my fire. I am your ice. I just don’t know what all that means… Bella”
08/09/20-[12:59:04] )
| | | [ - Chaos Priestess - Chaos Never Tasted so Sweet - ] | | |
B e l l a D a h a k
Gen 3 | Tier 5
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== Dahak Mansion-Meeting Hall ==
- is in the meeting hall -
: says to + + + R e v e l a t i o :.... - Silence and awkward was felt. Drak’s sudden departure left Bella wondering what was in store for her. Shifting on her soles. She inhales a breath. Holding silent in the moment the after effects or the same effects she had just experienced lingered like a warning to take with care. Gliding with ease even in the state she were, she took a seat across from you. Watching you with careful gaze. Memorizing every line, every feature, marking, ink, scars, every inch of what she had thought she had known. The heavy elephant in the room weighing on each of them as their were exposed before any who dared to look in. No armor, no gloves, no weapons but their own words. It was as if someone strip them to the bare essences of who they were. Storming out would have been her idle plan normally. Saying what she had then turning to make her escape like some child in the night. The words so true and raw. The anger and flare between the two were only the slight spark to kindle a fire that could rock eternity.
Eyes of varying ray of color shifts up. Noting the roll of a colored tear streak along your cheek. Dainty finger swipes it away as you finally speak. The sound, the edge, the true softness of your voice caught her. The power and now this had seemed an ice berg fell on her. Diminishing her to nothing but a mere scared child in a corner. “I.. I.. did not mean it, Randal. I was… I am sorry” she says biting on her lower lip. “How cane I be your fire Randal? I nearly push you around ever corner. I am no good for either of us in the rages I have.” She whispered as though it would make it all better. Knowing she might of gone to far. “What do we do now? Am I going to an early grave?” she asks. Still bothered by her own emotions of what to do about you. She was torn. Fear, respect, love, Want, Anger. It was all there rolled like a sticky mess of chaos with a grin.