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Post by Penelope Van Degroul on Dec 2, 2005 16:42:38 GMT -5
penelope- because i am a child, you want me to become what you want, but you dont bother with my concern :stands up: please excuse me :walks back to her room:
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Post by Viktor Delacro on Dec 3, 2005 1:27:59 GMT -5
Viktor watched with a twinge of annoyance as the young Penelope excused herself and left the room.
She was headstrong and this pride suited her, but he would never get the chance to train her if she remained like this for long.
Perhaps, she should be talked to first. I'll listen to her for a while and see what her feelings are, then form my training around that. It'll take easier if I did it that way.
Viktor decided and excused himself from the table.
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Post by Penelope Van Degroul on Dec 3, 2005 1:54:21 GMT -5
penelope entered her room. heading straight for her changing area she changed out of her dress and into her sleeping gown. taking off the ruby necklace, she walked over to the window and sat by it:
: she stared out the window for minutes but it seemed like eternity:
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Post by Penelope Van Degroul on Dec 5, 2005 22:38:26 GMT -5
~~~~~time lapse~~~~~
penelope walked out of her room and headed straight for the library. she knew what she was looking for. she knew she would have to show him her powers soon. she hoped there would be a spell to make him forget her powers:
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Post by Viktor Delacro on Dec 5, 2005 23:00:48 GMT -5
Viktor watched his apprentice enter the library, he had little to do these days other than watch her grow and watch how she game to grips with the magic she possessed.
Viktor made his way slowly into the library, looking carefully at this book or the next. He took his time, but made his way over to Penelope, seemingly deep in thought.
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Post by Penelope Van Degroul on Dec 5, 2005 23:03:30 GMT -5
penelope looked at a book she needed it was three shelves above her so she used her magic. lifting her right hand, extending her index finger she pointed at the book, then down to the ground. the book came flying off the shelf into her waiting hand: hehe :then she opened it and smiled:
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Post by Viktor Delacro on Dec 5, 2005 23:18:16 GMT -5
Viktor was impressed by the young girl's current grasp of magic. She was a wild talent and thus needed the forging to mold her into the perfect dark mage. Her chaotic nature had to be cured first and a more logical and lawful approach pounded into her mind.
He continued to watch her out of the corner of his own eye. Carefully trying to get a look at what she was reading.
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Post by Penelope Van Degroul on Dec 5, 2005 23:20:55 GMT -5
penelope walked to another section and looked up, doing the same manuver she pulled down 4 more books at once, giggling to her self, as her hair pulled it self up into a ponytail: hello viktor, do you see something you like or do you just stare at peoples backs all day
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Post by Viktor Delacro on Dec 5, 2005 23:27:36 GMT -5
Viktor looked up fully.
"I'm deep in philosophical thought, young one. You need not concern yourself."
She had grown even more than he had thought. She was spliting weaves and casting her raw power as if using two hands for tow completely different tasks.
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Post by Penelope Van Degroul on Dec 5, 2005 23:29:25 GMT -5
her back still turned to him, she closed his book and put it away using her magic: to bad i thought you were thinking of how to mold me :she turned around. the dress she wore was utterly tight on her and made her chest nearly pop out: so any ideas
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Post by Viktor Delacro on Dec 5, 2005 23:42:09 GMT -5
Viktor smiled slyly, "Seduction, is it? You really are the perfect apprentice, you catch on to the way things work. You seek the means of finding power over others. That's what marks us for greatness, and marks all others for domination."
He closed his own book and set it on a table.
"Perhaps we should start with a lesson."
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Post by Penelope Van Degroul on Dec 5, 2005 23:43:42 GMT -5
penelope smiled and snapped her left thumb and indez finger, as the lights went out: what lesson would that be, how to seduce?
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Post by Viktor Delacro on Dec 5, 2005 23:50:23 GMT -5
"This lesson will be...religion. I will tell you of whom I serve. The Dragon Queen. Tiamat."
Viktor stood and sternly looked down at his apprentice.
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Post by Penelope Van Degroul on Dec 5, 2005 23:51:37 GMT -5
penelope snapped her fingers and the lights came back on: well i serve no one, i dont believe in religon
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Post by Viktor Delacro on Dec 6, 2005 0:01:05 GMT -5
"The Gods exist whether or not one insignificant mortal believes in them or not. Tiamat is the Queen Dragon of all dark dragons. She is a conqueror of the weak, and a shaper of the strong."
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