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Post by guoping on Jun 27, 2010 19:26:22 GMT -5
"Oh," Syntyche tilted her head to look at his white hair and dark skin. "This is my first time meeting a Drow so you must forgive me. Before coming to this city I lived in a forest on the edge of the ocean... I suppose I'm a bit of a country bumpkin..."
As Syntyche talked she grew even more embarrassed with herself. She knew she was rambling but she couldn't seem to make herself stop talking. They had reached the street by this time and quieted. This area was new to her still and the way she was dressed she didn't want to be mistaken as a 'lady of the evening.'
"So um.. Mauro, c-correct me if I'm wrong but.. Drow's are typically good with magic yes?" she said in a just audible voice, shrinking in her shoulders to make herself look smaller. Oh god I hope that didn't sound racist.
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Post by Sara on Jun 27, 2010 22:34:24 GMT -5
"It depends on where one stands within the society," Mauro explained. "It's a matriarchal society down there. The females deal with all the clerical aspects and the males deal with fighting or sorcery."
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Post by guoping on Jun 28, 2010 20:51:57 GMT -5
"That's pretty neat," Syntyche nodded meekly, wanting to make a crack about how women were just as strong but held her tongue. Internally she was screaming at herself for her lack of backbone. She was normally pretty confident and could seduce any man to do her bidding, a trick her aunts and mother had taught her much to the distress of her father. But there was something very dominate about Mauro that made her shifter side see him as a sort of 'pack leader'.
"Siren's aren't that organized, all of us are women, independent, mischievous, and feminists... Although some of us are hypocrites. For example my auntie is always ragging on men and how they objectify and use women while her favorite pass time is seducing men and making love struck fools out of them..." Syntyche said with a small giggle as she remembered a few of the love lorn men who hung around the island singing songs and bringing flowers. "Magic is quite handy though," she said raising her hand, a light glow winding around her it.
The light around her hand reflected in her eyes making them shine the colour of honey. There was also a softness about her then, something pure and natural that is hard to find in the city. With her eyes still tinted by the light Syntyche cocked her head to the side and asked. "So where do you stand? If you don't mind me asking."
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Post by Sara on Jun 28, 2010 21:20:03 GMT -5
"I've actually met some male Sirens. They're quite capable of handling Siren magic." Mauro led the way out of the District and looked to Syntyche, seeing her eyes honey colored and soft. He can't remember the last time he's seem something like that in anyone that's come to the city.
"Stand on what, may I ask?"
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Post by guoping on Jun 28, 2010 23:23:56 GMT -5
"Oh!" Syntyche said with a start, her hand returned to her side and her eyes going back to their normal rich amber. "I meant where do you stand in your society... Sorry I wasn't being clear... male sirens.. guess I really am a country bumpkin."
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Post by Sara on Jun 29, 2010 0:25:54 GMT -5
Mauro laughed at Syntyche calling herself a country bumpkin. He allowed her to take her hand back. "I was my House's sorcerer. Being a sorcerer's probably the only way to gain power in the female led society."
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Post by guoping on Jun 29, 2010 11:06:04 GMT -5
Hehe, girl power! Syntyche thought although she was blushing from Mauro's chuckling. She had no idea what she said to cause him to laugh.
"So you're a fairly important person," she said, gently biting her bottom lip, a nervous habit she had since she was small.... well smaller. "... I feel like such a peasant ehehe."
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Post by Sara on Jun 29, 2010 14:00:32 GMT -5
"Only until the matron falls and one of her daughters takes over," Mauro explained. "The children of the current matron are considered to be of the "royal family". When one of the daughters, usually the first born one, takes over, she would kill the mother and the daughter becomes matron."
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Post by guoping on Jun 29, 2010 23:16:31 GMT -5
"That's terrible," Syntyche said with a frown. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to speak out of turn... it's just, I could never even think about killing my mother... eheh, kinda glad I'm a peasant now."
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Post by Sara on Jun 30, 2010 1:28:06 GMT -5
"Some times the mother lives and is casted down to being a priestess while the daughter works to establish her hold on the house," Mauro said. He's seen it once before when his own mother rose to power. "Any children of the mother would be considered to be among the common Drow."
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Post by guoping on Jun 30, 2010 20:40:49 GMT -5
"I'd rather my mother live and be a commoner," Syntyche said with a small nod. She didn't know much about how that society worked but she couldn't bare the thought of killing her own mother. "Let's change the subject shall we?.. Um.. What do you like? You must have some interests other than street racing."
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Post by Sara on Jun 30, 2010 22:20:53 GMT -5
Mauro chewed on his lower lip, thinking. He did have interests, one he won't do tonight with Syntyche. "Other than my freedom, the dark and hidden areas," Mauro finally spoke. "I do enjoy movies and normal everyday things."
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Post by guoping on Jul 2, 2010 0:19:34 GMT -5
"I like the movies too," Syntyche smiled brightly. "Though I'm still partial to live theater... hehe, guess it's my turn to share something, I like storms and I have a huge sweet tooth."
They were nearing the restaurant now, there was a group of people standing around near the entrance. There were 5 men, standing there smoking cigarettes and as they got closed Syntyche stifled a cough and fought the urge to cover her mouth and nose. "Mauro, could we get a table in the non-smoking section? Please?"
But the men at the door heard her say this and took offense to it. One of them, who seemed to be their leader. Took a few steps towards Syntyche.
"Excuse me miss," he said, glaring at her. "Is there something you want to say to me and my friends?" as he waited for her response he took a deep drag of his cigarette and blew the smoke in Syntyche's face, making her cough.
"Actually yes," Syntyche said firmly after her coughing fit. "I find your habit disgusting and hazardous to my health. You wanna die of lung cancer be my guest but don't blow smoke in my face."
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Post by Sara on Jul 2, 2010 0:50:57 GMT -5
"A sweet tooth and a storm love, eh?" Mauro gave a half smile. "Live theatre's good as well..." He saw the group of men smoking near the entrance. He found the habit filthy and disgusting. He heard Syntyche's question and had about to answer when one of the men stepped forward and basically challenged her.
"Mind taking a few steps back," Mauro requested as politely as he could without sounding rude. "You can see that the smoke's bothering her."
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Post by guoping on Jul 2, 2010 19:55:28 GMT -5
The man looked up from Syntyche and he nearly fell backwards. "Oh, of course Mauro, I meant no disrespect." he motioned for his men to stomp out their own cigarettes as he was doing so. "If I had known she was your escort-"
"WHAT?!" Syntyche roared, her amber eyes burning. "You think I'm a prostitute?!"
"Wah?" was all he managed to say before Syntyche kicked him in the chin, sending him flying back into his companions.
Syntyche let go of Maruo's arm and advanced on the now bewildered and cowering men. "You think I'm a common trollop? Do I look like a 'lady of the evening' to ya?" her coral red hair was starting to stand on end and her hands were clenched in tight fists. In her anger red scales were forming on her arms and legs and her teeth grew into sharp fangs. She snarled, flame and embers passing through the small gaps in her now monstrous teeth. Yes Syntyche was right pissed, and shifting into a dragon.
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