is recruitment still open at the moment i was just wondering? if it is...roll me some of those bones.
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"You should be careful when tempting a devil doing the devil's work Sir Orlovsky." Triadora retorted.
Triadora smiles and turns he head up in a short laugh. Seeming un phased by the advances by Vladamir.
Triadora solemnly nods for the request of Goodie "Not all the vices are met through the flesh. Worry not I will send the slave away from your room. Call if you need anything else."
Triadora looks at Argan with a nod for the request. "As many times as you would like, the master would not have it any other way. We need to keep us away from peering eyes."
Triadora looks sharply at Argan. "Oh dearest, you forget that this prison has never been broken out of, and our mutual friend insists on the group of you as a whole. You can look as it as a 'bundle' deal. Trust me, your head isn't something to take a chance on is it?" she said as she drags her finder across Argan's neck. Her message delivered, she rises and the guards return. Immediately, her demeanor once more changes and she is again a perfect picture of grief. “No, I can’t bear to leave you!” She gives the Argan a kiss on the cheek. The kiss is ice-cold and feels somehow alien and inhuman. Tomas shakes his head. “I’m afraid it’s time, miss.” She looks deep in Tomas’ eyes and says, “Thank you for letting me say good-bye. There’s no need to search my dearest. You are such a good friend for letting me see my dearest one more time.” “Such a good friend,” Tomas repeats his voice almost mechanical. Then the watch sergeant seems to snap out of it and bows politely. “A pleasure, madam,” She leaves unveiled. Her eyes meet Argan's one last time and she briefly gives him a wicked smile.
As soon as the guards leave, Tiadora’s demeanor immediately changes. She drops all pretense of grief or concern. She is immediately all business. “Have you forgotten me, dearest?” the unexpected visitor says with a smirk, dropping her pretense of grief. “Call me Triadora. We possess a mutual friend who would like to meet you and your fellow cell-mates. Unfortunately, our friend is unwilling to visit you in your present rather shabby accommodations so it seems you must escape. Don’t be so dour. Just because it’s never been done before is no reason you can’t be the first." “If you manage that, cross the moors on the outskirts of town. On the old Moor Road you’ll see a manor house with a single lantern burning in the second story. There our mutual friend waits. That is all I know. He did want me to give you this.” She takes off her silken veil and wipes away a few fake tears with it. “Something to remember me by, dearest.”
“Oh, dearest,” proclaims the unfamiliar woman. “I’m so relieved you’re alive!” She quickly turns to Tomas. “Could we please have a moment alone, good sir? For pity’s sake?” |