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About Kairiel

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  • Birthday 01/30/1988
  1. Kairiel


    Silvera may be a Grimmie, but she's a good Grimmie, and even if Daddy says no... I'm still going to come play with her hair. And give her hugs.
  2. *She blinks at the picture, screwing her face up to see him better* Yellow Hair was just jealous cause me and Llulu were friends... but he didn't hurt my daddy... so I won't wear his heart as a necklace. *She giggles* At least not right now.
  3. ((*Cough* Decides that it's taking too long and has her character melt through the chains with her... ah... acid... something that she stole from Thalarios, and runs out the cave opening. Yeah. <.< ))
  4. The elf's shoulder's slumped as the blood elf flew out of sight. There went her hope. She sighed, her eyes searching the room for something. She looked down. The dwarf hadn't removed any of her clothing, so she should still have some tricks up her sleeve. Her hands twirled in the cuffs. They were tight, but not to the point of cutting of circulation. The chair was wooden and it's leg's weren't screwed to the floor. Promising, but she had to wait until the opportune moment to strike, or else the dwarf may know her plans and she'd be stuck. So for the moment she simply looked downtroden and sad.
  5. Kairiel noticed the elf's eyes first and then it clicked: he wasn't in on any of this. He looked far too shocked to know what he was about to walk in on. She tugged at the chains and started shaking her head 'no'. Her golden eyes were frantic. There was no way this elf could walk out of here. She'd be done for. Silver hair fell in her face as she continued to shake her head back and forth. Please Forgotten Gods, let him understand.
  6. The elf blinked a few times. What kind of torture was this? Music? She blinked a few more times, but wasn't really getting the point. She actually enjoyed the music, if that's what it was supposed to be. It was a bit annoying at first, but once you got over the wailing, it was rather pleasant. She found herself hummin along softly. Not too bad...
  7. Kairiel chuckled darkly, her eyes a dangerous golden hue. The dwarf seemed upset enough, and really, that was all she could ask for. The gag didn't bother her, nor did his apparent torture machine underneath that sheet. Years of training and more training had taught her only one thing: It was amazing what one could live through. Besides, she hadn't survived this long to find her mother and father to only be taken out by this sorry excuse for a man. Dwarf. Thing. Laughter filled her throat and then bubbled out through the gag. It was a cheery sound, despite the current circumstances. Was she afraid? A bit. But in the end, if he killed her, she would haunt him the rest of his days... and he thought the screaming was bad...
  8. Kairiel snorted at the dwarf. She didn't like big meals, had never really had time for them, so the fact that he thought he could danlge food over her head was amusing to say the least. She eyed the worg a moment. Well, he didn't look all that threatening... A sigh escaped her lips as the last bits of tranquilizer wore off. She took a deep breath, cleared her head, and screamed as loud as she could. For a rogue who dealt in silence, she made quite a bit of noise. Oh, he could put her back under for all she cared, but if he thought this was going to be pleasant, he was sorely mistaken.
  9. The elf watched the dwarf for a minute, her gaze dead and cold. "And with all the baddies he wrongs, and still survives, what makes you think he won't kill you on sight?" She smirked then, a very Illsade-esque moment. "And you're stupid. If you kidnapped me with no plan in mind, you really are just digging yourself a grave... one that I'll dance on when the day is through." Though she spoke with venom, the fact that she was chained to a chair made it hard for her to be that fierce.
  10. The elf's eyes turned dangerous for a moment. "You're kidnapping me for money? And I thought my profession was low." She looked around the room, too angry to continue looking at the dwarf. It was a nice cave, small, but nice. Oh, who the hell cared how nice it was? She was chained to a chair in the middle of nowhere. And she was hungry. She turned her face back to the dwarf. "You know, you're going to be in a lot of trouble when my Da finds out..." She smiled at the throught of her fathers hands around the dwarf's neck. "Who put you up to it, anyhow? I mean, not a lot of people know me, haven't wronged a lot of people..." Yet, she though to herself as she smiled at the dwarf.
  11. The elf woke slowly, her eyes blinking open as she took in the room with a blurred vision. Where the hell was she? Her body felt heavy and sluggish as she tried to move, it was then that she noticed the chains. Her brow furrowed as she took this in, her mind still catching up. What had happened? It was then that she remembered the dwarf, and the repeated tranquilizing darts that had been sunk into her skin. How long had she been out for? Her yellow eyes then caught sight of said Dwarf, and her face instantly sunk into a scowl. She didn't like him very much... not at all. When she spoke her voice cracked. "Why the hell did you do this to me?" Though still woozy, she could make out something underneath the dwarf's arm. Her muscles tightened as much they could in her half-drugged state. Whatever was going on, she didn't like it.
  12. ((Oh sure! I have no problem with that. ))
  13. And it's times like these that I wish I had a scanner. Or a tablet... or pencils... all my pencils are gone. T_T
  14. I think your thread has quickly become one of my favorites. I woke up all my roomates with my laughter. *Hangs head* I am ashamed. But I've found out that I love orc women. See? You're helping people.