Zillah and Izzi break up forever?

Izzinidia-
: -So that’s where she was, eh? Back in those woods somewhere...which beat a
hell of a lot from just randomly wandering off in some direction looking for
her...He had already set up a pack which included a blanket, a sheep stomach
sack full of water and->


-Izzinidia-
: a canister with water in it. He hadn't forgotten a mug however, almost did
but...Well, what else would he bring? Oh, perhaps some of those sugar frosted
Elvin pastries...Yeah, she'd have to like those...Such things would be wrapped
up within a cloth ->


-Izzinidia-
: and packed away, leaving him to finally be set. He'd stop there in that
kitchen, fingers planted firmly upon the table for a long time in preparation
of himself for the events to follow. Deep breaths. Deep breaths. And then he was
off, out the kitchen ->


-Izzinidia-
: door and out into the forest with an ever so quiet aspect. He didn't know
exactly where in this giant forest she would be...but as long as he knew she
was out here......Snow had already filled in the holes of feet, and the very
fact Adonall didn't seem ->


-Izzinidia-
: to leave any footprints that would lead to Zillah...well that just made this
whole thing all the more annoying. He'd stop every so often in his spot and
listen never the less...Using his skills to hunt water and prey in the
underdark to his advantage ->


-Izzinidia-
: on this rather peculiar hunt.-


Zillah
: :: but would the sounds be all that different than those of normal forest
creatures in the dead of winter? the
woman might have been heavy with child but she was still rather spry on her
feet, moving about with on the light groan of snow under her>>


Zillah
: weight to betray footsteps. the
animals were no help either, except for maybe the horses since they weren't
exactly native to the current landscape.
dulled orbs would flick out over the expanse of grey and white, the
heavy pall of depression hanging>>


Zillah
: over her like a metal shroud. damn
that man for coming back, for pushing his charity on her when she just wanted a
little solitude. why now? why couldn't he come back when she was sane
enough to affect happiness just to make him move on with his life?>


Zillah : why were the gods so
intent upon breaking every last thread of spirit that still clung tenaciously
to that broken female? had she not
suffered enough? apparently not since
they were insistent upon crushing her into the mud like one would a weed
under>>


Zillah
: their boot heel. there was no desire
to go and move like she had the day before, to gather needed firewood to keep
from freezing to death. she was nearly
beyond caring at that point, only the increasing insistent flutters in her
stomach kept her from>>


Zillah
: simply sprawling out in the snow and waiting for exposure to kill her. shuffling steps would move her back towards
the pile of blankets that served as her bed.
cloak, boots, and gloves still firmly in place as she curled up on her
side facing the blank>


Zillah
: expanse of the den that she was using.
let the world crash down around her, smothering everything until breath
was stopped. even she couldn't be blamed
for acts of god::


-Izzinidia-
: -What was that? Maybe it would be food? Oh yes...he could kill that and give
it to Zillah as well for something to eat, or even have it for later along on
the journey...A knife would so slowly be drawn from the vagina (Latin for
sheath ) possessed at->


-Izzinidia-
: his ankle and slowly drawn upwards in order to stand up straight. Food was
food right? And although there was the possibilities of finding another blue
griffon other than Zillah’s...Well, that dawned upon him and rather more, he'd
want to think of it as ->


-Izzinidia-
: being Zillah’s, which of course, would bring him walking towards the creature
in a casual would, still holding the weapon which would no doubt give away some
intentions that he was going to stab the puff of fur with his blade and watch
as its guts ->


-Izzinidia-
: paint the snow in beautiful red...Okay, so he wasn't really thinking that,
but it might have looked like that...- "Tuuli!" -It sounded more like
he was so sure this was indeed that particular bird...god forbid though if it
wasn't and it attempted to ->


-Izzinidia-
: peck out his eyes...-


Zillah
: :: one should never sneak up on a wary beast that had the tendency to react
first out of instincts. the creature
wasn't highly intelligent like Piarii after all, clever for certain but there
were still a few things to be left wanting in the avian/feline>


Zillah
: mind. she was still a fledgling, a bit
too fluffy and not yet able to take flight, but she far outweigh the other
beasts with the horses being the exceptions.
but it wouldn't be long before even the equines would be fodder for the
growing appetite. >>


Zillah
: that is, if she wasn't so well trained by a certain feline. wild red oculars would flick over the
approaching drow, light catching off the edge of the blade held poised in his
hand. blue grey plumes would fluff up
sharply, nares flushed a deep garnet>>


Zillah
: color as the assumed threat trickled through every sense. she was told not to trust this male in the
first place and now he was going to try and kill her? talons would rake into the frozen earth
below, wings mantling over her back and that crest >>


Zillah
: rose sharply foreword to make her look even larger than she already was. did Izzi note the open maw in the base of
that hill not twenty paces away? or
maybe the heavy mantle of snow that hung on the steep slope with precarious
grace? more likely he >>

Zillah
: focused on the sight before him, beak clacking sharply before a shriek of
anger split the still air. Tuuli's
tactic? scare first, eat if that didn't
work::

-Izzinidia- : -Well shit, either
this was not the bird brain he found as an egg, or this was and he was just
having to deal with yet another crazy thing...Eyes had scanned passed in search
of whether this was indeed Zillah’s and yet all he spotted was a cave...well
->


-
-Izzinidia- : certainly even
from where he was, he could possibly hear the purring of that black cat...But
his attention was so suddenly focused back onto the fledgling that he couldn't
possibly move just yet...- "Calm down!" -He'd try to circle around
it, attempting->


-Izzinidia-
: to at least get pass so he could get a better look inside that cave...-
"Zillah?! Are you in there?!" -He'd call out without any notion for
what would happen with the snow upon that hill...not to mention...it wasn't
like he knew much about avalanches or->


-Izzinidia-
: anything. They didn't have snowy mountains in the underdark! And if they
did...god help us all for what they would think to that...-


Zillah
: :: even sunk into that pit of despair it would have been impossible for
anything other than a corpse to ignore all the commotion outside the cave
mouth. shrieking gryphon’s and then that
particular voice ringing through the echoing interior had the>>


Zillah
: blankets dragged over her head and a faint moan escaping. it wasn't bad enough she had just dealt with
Leon, now she had to deal with the reason she was out here in the first
place! Piarii rose from her spot beside
the assassin, velvet paws stalking >>


Zillah
: towards the entrance and out into the snow directly in his path foreword -
leave!- the feline had never really liked Izzi, now she had ample reason to
voice such displeasure and maybe exact a bit of retribution in the form of
flesh. - before I turn you>>


Zillah
: into bloody confetti and throw a parade at your demise- lips skinned back to reveal those ivory
fangs, a screaming hiss adding to the cacophony that was putting unnoticed
stress on that heavy blanket of white.
it was the last straw, fissures were>>


Zillah
: etched into the seamless expanse, a dull groan of weight shifting mingling
with the echoing voices. and then a deep
rumble blotted out all else, freed snow cascading down the steep hillside with
a startling speed. the cave dweller
barely had time to >>


Zillah
: turn around and see what was going on before the light was blot out by a
seamless wall of white. act of
god....not her fault::


-Izzinidia-
: -Well hell, he was indeed about to say something to the confetti opportunity,
maybe even hand the blade over and let them both just claw him to death, but
that was all stopped with the sudden sight of the heavy snow suddenly rumbling
down the hill at ->


-Izzinidia-
: such a great speed, even he had no time to stop it from what it was doing!-
"Zillah!" -His voice echoed in the air and yet he went quiet, not
wanting more snow to topple down if that was the case in this situation...To
think, it didn't happen just on ->


-Izzinidia-
: three hundred and twenty nine foot mountains. Or however tall they
were...He'd begin his way passed the two creatures that were once a mere threat
only to be blotted out just as the light was in that cave. He'd barely get
close to the cavern entrance ->


-Izzinidia-
: with all this snow yet that didn't stop him from attempting to dig his way
through. Sure he could start a fire. But fire could only do so much with a
liquid substance... His hands would so suddenly be heated up, turning the flesh
red as he climbed the ->


-Izzinidia-
: hill and dropped to his knees, already beginning to shove snow aside and melt
it in the process.- "Its so typical that you of all people would be caught
in a snow thingy where you get stuck in a god damn cave with..." -He went
on and on, talking to ->


-Izzinidia-
: himself as if he was yelling at her. Although, it wasn't like she had super
hearing, nor would she realize he was so glad to have his own amazing
senses...Now if she just made some noise, this would make things so much more
easier for him to pinpoint ->


-Izzinidia-
: the exact location to the mouth of this stupid cave...-


Zillah
: :: she was being blamed for this? what
the hell?! if things were being
technical it was really all *his* fault.
if it wasn't for him she wouldn't have been out there in the first
place, and if he didn't come looking neither beast would have made such>>


Zillah
: a racket to cause the deluge of snow.
as it was it was best she couldn't hear the words he was speaking on the
other side of that snowy barrier. the
sudden inrush of air and abrupt sealing of the cave had the fire dwindling
dangerously low, and after >>


Zillah
: little thought she rose to stamp it out entirely. who knew how long it would take to get out,
if she ever did, she'd need oxygen more
than heat at that point. Halvard was
whining pitifully, pacing back and forth at the entrance and scratching at
the>>


Zillah
: packed flakes in worry. it was more
for the dog than herself that pulled the woman towards the seal. her life be easily excuse from continuing on,
but she wasn't going to take the dog with her because she was upset. so they would dig from the opposite>


Zillah
: side, particles flung back into the rest of the cave to make room for more.
Piarii, ears flat to her scull and a tad frantic bolted up beside the drow,
paws excavating furiously as if she would make amends for her brash action by
tunneling through by >>


Zillah
: sheer will alone.::


-Izzinidia- :
-There was so much snow...He'd suddenly come to a stance, huffing and puffing
before gazing down at the small hole he had already made in the packed white
element.- "Get back a moment. I'm going to make this hole deeper."
-An incantation of words were ->


-Izzinidia-
: so suddenly summoned from beyond his lips as the heat was focused to the palm
of his hand in order to summon a series of fireballs to which he'd already
begin in firing down at the hole with little worry of his accuracy(sp?) being
off...At least if fire->


-Izzinidia-
: was a good solution, he had to take to that thought. This was a fairly big
amount of snow however, and who knew how long it would take for him to fire
enough energy off into the already deepening depths of the hole? Of course,
despite either side ->


-Izzinidia-
: thinking it was the others fault, god only knows why they were still together
for this long. And there were far worst things to come that even Izzinidia
would not know of. Never the less, he had all his convincing that it was all
Zillah’s fault, and for ->


-Izzinidia-
: that, Alaun was also a part of the problem now...- "I'm coming, Zillah.
God damn it."

Zillah : ::
the cat scrambled back out of the path
of the fire before she got those sensitive whiskers singed off. golden eyes watching the drow with a teeny
tiny sliver of what might have been respect.
or maybe she was thinking how tasty he would be roasted??


Zillah
: with his own flame. one never knew
when it came to the jaguther. on the
other side of this mess the assassin was panting sharply, sweat beading her
brow to slither down flushed cheeks and soak into the collar of her shirt. but despite all this she was>>


Zillah
: still damned cold, the lack of heat and working with the icy debris keeping
what body heat she worked up sapped to a minimum. teeth chattered, amaranth blooms focused on
the deepening hole that she'd created
with the hound at her side. there was
still>


Zillah
: enough air to last a while longer, if they stopped and conserved it. but with the way they were struggling to free
themselves, sucking in the captured oxygen and refilling the space with carbon
dioxide that time was being whittled away quickly. this >>


Zillah : was the
prime reason she didn't want to stay in a cave.
you couldn't trust the damned things in the slightest. at least with trees you only had to worry
about them falling over and possibly being struck by lightening. both of those easy to notice and>>


Zillah
: get away from if the gods were being evil. ::


-Izzinidia-
: -All this blasting away was all good and what not. And he could hear
something going on down there so he knew he was getting closer...down the hole
he went, head first with no worries of getting stuck for he could always just
melt away more snow...or ->


-Izzinidia- : just take them all
down with him in one big blast of heat energy...frying them all...that would be
just lovely now, wouldn't it? Suddenly he reached something... a solid piece of
snow that didn't look like anything could dig through it with the density ->


-Izzinidia-
: of it, and although he would love to just blast it away...for all he knew,
Zillah could be on the other side of that. Fists were once again more so heated
up, and in that tight space he was in, he'd begin to press his hand into the
structure rather than->


-Izzinidia-
: attempting to beat the shit out of it... Hissing noises would be made from
the side he was on, watching as water began to fill his space and steam began
to rise, creating ice all about from the quick freezing enactment. Oh wouldn't
she just love it if ->


-Izzinidia-
: he drowned right then and there...-


Zillah
: :: if him drowning would mean she might freeze to death once that final
barrier was breached. by this point the
woman and canine were beyond the ability to dig anymore, the frantic pace
they'd set mingled with the depletion of oxygen sending them to >>


Zillah
: curl up on the mess of blankets and trying to ease the labored pants. leather clad fingers would move numbly over
the wiry head, smooth strokes trying to soothe the upset canine while they
waited....for what? death of
course. even though she knew the>


Zillah
: others were on the opposite side she'd given up hoping they would be
successful. Izzi might have come to find
her, or possibly just happened upon her in his many wanderings, but surely this
was too much of a hassle to bother with.
wouldn't it be easier>


Zillah
: to leave her encased in that icy grave and pretend he'd never met her? surely that was the case, so why sit there
trying to fight the inevitable? a
shuddering intake was given, dark lashes batting frantically against curve of
her cheeks as the first >>


Zillah
: trickles of tears spring forth. one
hand on the dog, the other resting upon the mound of her stomach as the
fluttering sensations seemed to increase.
" it's alright....it'll be like going to sleep" she almost
wished for the knife that had severed her >>


Zillah
: throat once before, at least that was a faster death...::


-Izzinidia-
: -It almost felt like he was being born by a snow monster...only he wasn't
going out the hole, he was going back in. As soon as he had the thick snow melted
enough, it would be hit against hard despite the little space offered...of
course from the angle ->


-Izzinidia-
: he was at, and the water that had collected...well he slid out like something
gave birth to him alright. The sudden sliding as the snow gave way, and the ice
made the surface slipper, sent him flying face first into the snowy ground. A
sudden cough came->


-Izzinidia-
: from inhaling some of that water yet he'd find himself to his feet with a
subtle breath. Indeed the light quilted the floor a bit, yet it would not be
enough to see in the dark without adjusting his eyes. His body turned away,
grabbing the pack that was->


-Izzinidia-
: right behind him only to raise it from the wet cold ground. That body turned
around, eyes having gone into dark vision mode as he attempted to pinpoint her
out. Which didn't come so hard despite the cold environment...-
"Zillah?" -Well, she didn't seem ->


-Izzinidia-
: to be moving over there, but then again, the dog seemed alright, so
maybe...she did? He'd make his way over her to, almost wanting to nudge her
with his foot and yet he'd settle down to his knees to get a better look.
Knitted brows came, and soon the ->


-Izzinidia-
: heated touch of his hand would be there to brush away a few loose tears.-
"Why are you crying?...."

Zillah : ::
air and light, that was welcome after sitting there in the cold darkness
waiting for the last of their oxygen to be used up and oblivion came over. but despite the burden that was lifted off
her body physically, the fact that with that light came the>


Zillah
: source of most of her misery had mixed results. fingers curled against the wiry coat of the
hound and against the cloth covered stomach, the fluttering sensations growing
sharper with the soft purr of that voice filling the void. heat kissed the ice >>


Zillah
: flesh of damp cheeks dragging clouded oculars upward to settle on the cobalt
seas before her. "
because...." voice was raw and
cracked, yet she spoke in barely a whisper.
" because I didn't think you would come" stupid not being able to lie....one>>


Zillah
: would think that after being with the drow long enough she'd have picked up
that particular skill like she had the language, yet some things were painfully
hard to accept and falsehoods were one of them.
a light nudge would be given to Halvard, urging >>


Zillah
: canine to go outside rather than stay huddled up there next to her. it was a bit of surprise that Piarii wasn't
barreling down the tunnel to make sure everything was alright and resume her
threats against the man::


Izzinidia- : -He'd give a slight
smirk to what she said and suddenly begin removing his shirt that seemed ever
so lovingly soaked. The material was tossed aside and soon he'd be glancing
down to her.- "Come on...take off your clothes and get under the covers
more...->


-Izzinidia-
: -He'd pull the bag closer to himself, pulling out the sack of water, the
canister, the mug and the now soaking blanket. He'd toss the blanket farther
away and simply set the things near her to stand in the fairly tall cave.
Fingers would work in->


-Izzinidia-
: undoing the leather cords and soon he'd find his pants to be dropped and
pulled aside to enable his feet to get out, then huck them closer to the shirt.
He'd settle back down upon the blankets some and attempt to scootch in under
the covers next to ->


-Izzinidia-
: her.- "Are you hungry? I don't know if the bread didn't get wet
but..." -He'd reach into the pack again and feel about for the bread,
which wasn't feeling wet thank goodness... Never the less, it would be pulled
out and settled atop the covers still ->


-Izzinidia-
: wrapped up.-


Zillah
: :: was it so hard to believe that she'd sit there blink in abject confusion
as he pulled off his clothes and moved under the covers. it was like nothing had ever happened between
them, as if those words had been retracted and the wound they'd left >>


Zillah
: left behind didn't exist. maybe it
seemed that way to him but....she couldn't just pretend he hadn't hurt her so
much. she could take a lot of abuse but
not with out some sort of reason or retribution. lids would fall and rise a few times,
blinking>>


Zillah
: the dimly lit cave into better focus and banishing the last of the clinging
tears that matted those dark lashes together.
"why are you here?" she
was going to make him say the words out loud this time it seemed. it just wasn't making a proper >>


Zillah
: connection in her brain, not after all that pushing he’d done. digits would press against her stomach, no
move made to shift from her seated position under the covers or remove the copious
layers of clothing that she was dressed in.
::


-Izzinidia-
: -Eyes kept on the bread down, allowing the subtleties of a sigh to pass.-
"What does it matter why I'm here? I'm here, you're out in this cold,
surely you must be freezing, and direct contact with the body is a perfect way
to warm up. A light shrug ->


-Izzinidia- :
passed those brought shoulders and he'd soon find himself pulling the sack
closer while holding the mug at hand the pour the water into.- "Do I have
to have a reason for all my actions? I could be asking why you, a pregnant
woman, being out here in the->


-Izzinidia-
: middle of the winter, during all this rain and snow...Was it really that bad
that you had to leave Alorn? I mean..you could have stayed at the inn..."
-The ingredients would be added to the slowly heating water as he sat there,
waiting for her to once ->


-Izzinidia-
: again, blow up as usual...not helping anyone’s cause really...-


-
Zillah : :: would she never
get a straight answer from the man? if
he'd been just a touch more honest with her maybe things wouldn't have
deteriorated as quickly as they had.
sure they might still have crumbled in the end, but it might have lasted
a years or >>


Zillah
: so. " everyone does things for a
reason. I had my own. i won't stay where I’m not comfortable or
wanted" still no move was made to
remove her clothes or get closer to him, even if she was shivering from the
lack of warm that had resulted from this >>


Zillah : minor avalanche. hesitant fingers would shift away from her
stomach, fluttering through the space that separated then to grace the dark
cheek with a leather clad index finger.
digits would curl about the strong chin and shift it so that she could
>>


Zillah
: look at him fully. " for once
can't you be honest with me? what reason
do i have to go back there, hmm?"
she saw very little that would hold her in that place now that things
had taken such a sharp turn. at least in
IK there had been work, fights,>>


Zillah
: anything to keep her hands and mind busy.
here there was so much nothingness that she was stifling, earth bound
and alone didn't help the situation either.
::

-Izzinidia-
: -He'd glance down at her, those hands soon holding out the mug although he'd
attempt to pull his chin away, attempted to shrug away the matter.- "I
hear there is a much larger chance than I thought for me to be the
father." -His shoulders shook with a ->


-Izzinidia-
: silent chortle over such an ironic situation as this.- "And its easier
to drive people away than keep them close." -He'd shrug his shoulders
again, trying to keep his mind preoccupied so his mouth could speak. Those
fingers went for the bread, wanting ->


-Izzinidia-
: to unwrap it really.- "However, I love you enough to not hate you, and
yet I don't love you enough to over come my own personality and nature to suit
your vision. I'm bound by a frayed rope tied around my hands." -He'd rip
off a piece of the bread and ->


-Izzinidia-
: shove it in his mouth before pulling off another piece of it and handing it
over to her.- "And I highly doubt that you are comfortable in this
cave...its cold, I doubt you have the ability to hunt in this weather, I'm sure
you haven't bathed in awhile..->


-Izzinidia-
: and have you had anything to drink lately even?"


Zillah
: :: the offered bread was taken, fingers smooshing it into a compact sphere
and rolling it between tips while mulling over the words that were spoken. she still held his chin, heat from his skin
seeping through the thin leather that wasn't really made for>


Zillah
: this sort of weather. she didn't eat
it, simply played with the morsel until it crumbled under the assault and
littered the blankets. " and what
it my vision of you, hmm?" he
thought she wanted some prince on a white steed to sweep her away into
a>>


Zillah
: flower bedecked bower? all she wanted,
as a little honesty and maybe a bit less pressure on her emotions. it wasn't all that much to ask for, but she
might have been crying for the moon for all the good it would do her. that pale face would >>


Zillah
: drift foreword, the brush of shell pink flesh over his barely felt before she
pulled away entirely. " i may love
you Izzinidia, but that doesn't mean i can't live with out you either. Piarii hunts for me, and Svataril is going to
make this place a bit>>


Zillah
: more comfortable. i'm still waiting
for a reason to go back with you, especially if certain things are going to be
shoved in my face" he was dealing
with the reasonable Zillah now, not the angry or depressed one that maybe
people want to pull out >>


Zillah
: their hair in frustration. it was a
rare occurrence and one he should be taking advantage of before it fizzled out
in one of the extremes::


-Izzinidia-
: -Funny how they kissed, were confronting each other like this and even
talking like a normal couple and yet it was all but nothing. Love could only do
so much. Love was...metaphysical, discarnent...Easy to break yet strong...A
constant pulling of chains ->


-Izzinidia-
: as this never ending game of tug-of-war continued with one another. And this
was only the starting of things...- "From the beginning it should have
been obvious to you that this would all be nothing of sweet cakes and happy
times. The constant torture ->


-Izzinidia-
: of emotions, and all that shit." -He'd lean back into the wall,
obviously not bothered by the coolness of it all. At least they had no one to
bother them...- "If you don't want to come back, then fine... That’s all
up to you...but what really will you be->


-Izzinidia-
: -Tries to think up a reason as to why Izzi wants her back now....-]]


-Izzinidia-
: gaining out here? I didn't make those hot springs just for you to be living
in the caves and using them as a means for warmth...I didn't have those plans
for a school to be built just so you could live out in the caves and have him
walk all the way to ->


-Izzinidia-
: school. I didn't go all the way to Dandrin to buy all that furniture so I
could live in luxury...I slept on the cavern floors a lot longer than you have
after all..." -He'd suddenly pull his face away, hiding the remorse that
suddenly formed upon his ->


-Izzinidia-
: face. Already this lips began to raise in a sneer for his reaction and this
whole situation. He should just get his clothes back on and leave...-


Zillah
: :: a sharp jolt from her stomach stilled whatever comment she'd been about to
make. words fading away into the back of
her mind as focus was turned away from him to that growing life. was it fair to the child to force this
lifestyle on it? to make >>


Zillah
: things decidedly more difficult? her
own childhood had been more than unpleasant, it had been a miracle she'd
survived in the first place, the scars on her body nothing compared to the ones
that were on mind and soul. she knew she
couldn't change who>>


Zillah
: and what she was, not at this point and likely never, but to stain an
innocent life before it was allowed a chance to be something better....damn
them all, maybe they were finally getting through that thick skull of her's and
making some head way. >>


Zillah
: thoughts were flickering back and forth behind absent amaranth orbs, the
sights within the dark cave unseen from the power of memories and scenarios of
the possible future. a small jerk
brought her back to reality, the brief warmth that had suffused her>


Zillah
: fingers when they'd lay across his face having disappeared to leave the
digits cold and stiff once more.
carefully the gloves were peeled off, boots kicked from icy toes and
that heavy cloak tugged free. the rest
of her clothes followed slowly after >>


Zillah
: until she was pulling the blankets up and huddling close to the warmth of
him. " I’ll go back.....but I won't
stay with you. nothing has changed
between us and I’m not doing this for your benefit or mine." which left
only one reason, the life of what>>


Zillah
: they had created together.::

Izzinidia-
: -Well, at least he convinced her of what was right to do...and although she
wasn't going to live with him, it wasn't as if he could do anything about
that...at least now he wouldn't have the mage bitching and complaining, or
Adonall to...well, he wasn't->


-Izzinidia-
: sure with what, Adonall would do at this time...Holding the mug of hot liquid
out to her, he'd wait until she either took it or dismissed it (to which it
would be just set aside) before settling under the covers with her. His body
shifted and enabled ->


-Izzinidia-
: him to be facing her while eyes quietly gazed down at the roundness of her
flesh and hands worked their way up over the side. His touch was so warm
despite the freezing cold, and although he seemed quite calm on the surface
right now...He wanted to ->


-Izzinidia-
: start more chaos with her...But oh, a fool would be to do that...maybe once
he wanted to kill himself, he'd do just that...and then wait in his room for
one of the men to come and slay him...- "Oh by the way, I slept with that
drowess, and now she wants->


-Izzinidia-
: to stick things in my bum while I screw her from behind." -Okay, so he
didn't say that...but god, were the words on the tip of his tongue...it was
almost like word vomit waiting to happen, and so, that would only cause him to
lower his head and bury it ->


-Izzinidia-
: more so into her.- "See? Far more warmer than before, eh?"


Zillah : :: it
might have been foolish to say such things to her, to rekindle the flames of
anger that had been recently tamped down by a bout of actual reason. or maybe she would have ignored the jab
entirely, the severing of whatever connection they'd once >>


Zillah : shared no long causing
the fits of jealous rage she was known for.
but since no such nonsense was uttered there is little need to dwell
upon such matters. the cup had been declines,
lids falling half closed to try and ignore just who she was curled >>


Zillah : against for
warmth. that delicate chin would tilt
towards her sternum to allow the smooth expanse of her forehead to press
against his collar bone, effectively cutting of most of his form from view. words tickled the edge of hearing, and while
they >>


Zillah : seemed innocent enough
she would simply offer a faint "mmm..." in answer. this was more like a business proposition
than anything intimate, the words of distrust she'd spoken of to the dragon the
previous night still gripping tightly to her thoughts. >>


Zillah
: no more would she put any stock into his words, offer up a bit of herself in
hopes that he wouldn't trample it again.
what she wouldn't give to go back in time and alter events so that none
of this had ever happened, but the past was irrevocable and the.


Zillah : future ever
changing. it was hard enough to handle
the present with out those regrets hanging heavily on her mind. skin to skin he would likely feel every
fluttering twinge from her stomach that she did, though once she'd actually
rest next to him that>


Zillah : activity had eased a
great deal. maybe the little thing had
worn itself out::


-Izzinidia-
: -Fingers caressed through her hair as he laid there...Oh wouldn't this be
wonderful for Adonall to walk in on...Izzi and Zillah, naked in that cave...god
they were such a confusing couple...But never the less, he'd hold her close to
him, pressing his ->


-Izzinidia-
: feet closer to hers so they were not left out.- "If this does turn out
to be mine...there were no intentions of getting you pregnant, you know? Cuz I
figured I was fixed and...Then I was just so suddenly told that magic is
fickle...Talk about continuing->


-Izzinidia-
: an unwanted bloodline like mine." -He'd chortle a bit from it. That’s
why he got himself fixed after all...no more of that bloodline to continue and
yet here he was, with two kids and possibly one more that came from his
loins...were the gods ever crew ->


-Izzinidia-
: cruel*


-Izzinidia-
: with this lone man....- "Eh...I guess I'm gonna say I'm sorry
now..." -His broad shoulders shrugged half assed- "I'm sorry."
-God were the gods cruel, and yet loving for the fact that they sent Maya to
tell Izzinidia which sent Izzinidia to find ->


-Izzinidia-
: Zillah in that cavern. Although whether it was a thankful thing or not
was...unsure of...And...well, he was naked, so fighting naked would be
just....well too much twig and berries for one scene...-


Zillah
: :: the caustic retort was on the tip of her tongue, words that would tell him
to shove his apology where it didn't belong halted only by her teeth clamping
down over her tongue. there was that
temper, a small flare that was easily over come and yet she>


Zillah
: welcome))


Zillah
: the excuse to finally vent at him.
maybe...maybe she could speak foolishly for once, cast an emotional blow
for the one he'd struck her with. but
the words would wait, biding their time until she was warm enough that should
he with draw it wouldn't be>>


Zillah
: all that bad. " your's or Leon's
i don't care. either way the baby is
*mine* so paternity makes little difference." and that was just the start of her words,
already the warmed up form would start to move away under the pretense to look
up at him >>


Zillah
: rather than trying to avoid that blue gaze once more. " he came to see me you know, Leon. just last night in fact" the words were spoken as if it made no matter,
and it truly didn't, she'd come to grips with that little fiasco and now she
was simply>>


Zillah
: becoming numb to the entire thing. at
that point she would slip out from under the blankets, body cumbersome with the
added weight to her midsection, and move towards the discarded clothing. now what would his reaction be to that little
revelation?::

-Izzinidia- : -Well, so much for
a nice cozy nap or something...at least she was convinced to come
back...although he didn't know what to say to that Leon business...he was
jealous and yet he seemed more remorsed than anything...Fingers peeled away the
blankets and ->


-Izzinidia-
: brought him to shift to his feet where they'd carry him over to the pair of
frozen clothes and almost immediately begin the process of melting and cleaning
them. At least if she tried to escape, she couldn't...It was after all, a tight
enough fit for him->


-Izzinidia-
: alone.- "Is that so? I'm guessing you're going to go back with him
then?" -The shirt was so violently shaken in the direction away from her.
Really, he'd keep his back to her, exposing himself for any attack if she so
wished...- "What does he have to ->


-Izzinidia-
: say about you being pregnant?" -Fingers pulled the shirt over his head
and almost immediately would he increase the heat to such violent degree's that
steam began to rise off of him so quickly.- "I'm sure its just one more
pain to add to my list that I ->


-Izzinidia-
: have to watch out for...After all, I can only imagine since Adonall and Mason
are pissed off at me as it is, I could just add another one to the
list..." -Pants had been pulled on in a rather rough manner and yet even
they would begin to steam as he ->


-Izzinidia-
: turned around to face her with a lack in angry expression...if anything...he
looked more depressed...-


Zillah
: :: she was just tugging on the last boot when he'd finished his speech, hands
moving to gather gloves and slide nimble digits into the leather casings. amaranth blooms would lift to meet his gaze,
note of that expression being stored away for later >>


Zillah
: study. " i'm going where i
please, but if you must know it's not with him.
just like it's not with you. i
don't need either of you to survive and if it wasn't winter i would have been
long gone by now. but circumstances are
forcing me to stay for the>


Zillah
: child's benefit” a swirl of grey wool had her cloak settling on her
shoulders, fingers tying it into place before moving to gather the blankets
that were still piled at the back of the cave.
" he's indifferent to the pregnancy, which is all for the best.>


Zillah
: i doubt I’ll see him again once i'm back in town." the last expanse of cloth was folded neatly,
the stack lifted as she rose sluggishly from the position on the floor she'd
taken. talk of Adonall had her pause,
the look he'd given her when she spoke>>


Zillah
: of no longer trusting men again....that she didn't need any of them any
more. she'd hurt him, and that was a
terrible feeling when she'd been so concerned.
she'd have to find him when she was closer, try and explain that she'd
spoken out of anger more>>


Zillah
: than anything else. it was unknown if
he'd ever accept, but she had to try at least.
" stop looking at me like i just stabbed your dog. i told you that things were different
now. we weren't together before and now
we don't even have what we once did">


Zillah
: the silent ' and you're to thank for that alteration' was left to dance along
her mind. best not make him too upset
until she was out of this cave and in the open once more::


-Izzinidia-
: -He'd begin to walk towards her, and even passed her towards the hole in the
cave. Fingers pressed into the smoothness of the ice as he began to chip into
the ice with his boots and push all about him with arms and torso to melt the
snow with the ->


-Izzinidia-
: increased heat of his body.- "Yeah well, you can sleep at the teahouse
then. I have a place I can sleep..." -Each time he worked his way up the
slippery hole (sounds wrong) he'd chip away at the ice with his boots to make a
path up for her. Of course, ->


-Izzinidia-
: she'd have to crouch over and what not but at least she’s no the one melting
ice...- "And at least there isn't anymore guilt. But then again, why would
there be when you left before it all happened. So...either way, he was slowly
becoming not to care... ->


-Izzinidia-
: at least they weren't in the middle of a custody battle...Well, their own
style of a custody battle...and at least he was nice enough to make the hole
bigger for her large.... ass-ets.- "So yeah, take the private
house...bassinet and shit are in the ->


-Izzinidia-
: spare room now, plenty of tea for you to fill yourself with and I'll just
leave you to your shit." -And then he was out of the hole, and actually
disappeared, not really bothering with his bag or anything for the fact he had
plenty of money for more of ->


-Izzinidia-
: them...-


Zillah
: :: her own blankets and packs were gathered and schlepped up the treacherous
path he'd cut. it was a tight fit even
with the modifications but she managed well enough, not a single word passing
her lips as he made the less than pleasant sounding offer. >>


Zillah
: icy fingers greeted her exit, the trail of wind shivering through her clothes
and snatching at the heat she'd only just received. Piarii and the others were waiting just
beyond, each set of eyes flicking from the drow, that was standing just on
the>>


Zillah : other
side of the breech, to her own form as the ice allowed her to escape. facial features were set into that calm,
stoic mask, lids half hooded as if she
was bored with the entire conversation.
" keep your house and your things.
i'll stay at the >>


Zillah
: inn" she'd seen that it had been
completed before taking off and had more than enough of her own coin to get her
by in the mean time. one hand would
disengage from the items she clutched, digits pressing to her lips to emit a
sharp whistle into the >>


Zillah
: still air. " i'll just get
Kennard’s tack that i left behind"
that was her's after all, though if he wanted to keep the other equines
he would need to pen them up somewhere..." and unless you want the mare
and mule to follow us, you might want to build>>


Zillah
: a corral or stable" the soft
whicker would herald the stallion's approach, lips tugging into a first real
smile she'd had in days at the flashy paint. here was one male that didn't say hurtful
things to her::

-Izzinidia-
: -He'd wave an arm and shake that head of his in dismissal over keeping the
horses and already begin to walk back towards Alorn.- "Keep the horses.
And keep the house. Not like I'm around it much anyways. I built that more for
you than myself. ->


-Izzinidia-
: And I'm just going to be busy with this hamlet more so than taking care of
the teahouse now..." -To think, this plot of land....it use to be
nothing...he could still remember the starting of this whole thing, where there
was nothing but bare lands, and->


-Izzinidia-
: they'd huddle for warmth in the tent...although he was more of the
furnace...and then there were the groups of people who would randomly sit
around his campfire, and...- "And if you don't take it, i might as well
burn it down for all its worth...->


-Izzinidia-
: -He'd raise a hand to scratch at his head and shrug those shoulders some.-
"And don't be stubborn. I'm telling you to have the house because it was
for you, not because I don't think you can take care of yourself. I'm sure you
always had that ability to->


-Izzinidia-
: take care of yourself." -Silence and then...- " 'Sides...I'm sure
even you can't pass up an incantation spell written on the inside of the
tub...One that makes the bath hot when water comes in contact with the
inscription..." -Yet another shrug to pass ->


-Izzinidia-
: and yet he couldn't find himself to gaze back at her...-


Zillah
: :: with the house came the business and that was a stressor that she was not
in any hurry to reclaim. no, for all
that he offered it rather sincerely she wasn't going to simply make this whole
thing easy on him, or herself it would seem.
the two packs>>


Zillah
: were held out towards Tuuli and Piarii, each gather the straps like they were
used to being the pack mules...instead of the mule....but since she didn't have
the saddles or any straps to tie them to the equines it was left to the other
beast to carry >>


Zillah
: the extra weight. blankets were cast
over the stallions shoulders, one pulled over his back as an impromptu saddle
pad. a tug was given to a hank of stiff
mane, the command for the beast to actually kneel down so she could mount. " the inn will>>


Zillah
: suffice, it's best to make a clean break of things." like ridding oneself of a band aide, it was
better to rip it off in one move rather than worry at it and prolong the
pain. that was what she was doing,
ripping him away from her life quickly so that >>


Zillah
: the pain wouldn't last so long. "
and if you burn it down, where will Yume go?" surely the girl would appreciate having a
home to herself, if only while Izzi was away.
" or rent it out to someone, doesn't make much difference to
me" getting onto the>>


Zillah
: stallion's back took effort but eventually she was successful, the equine
levering himself up under the added burden just as slowly. dispassionate eyes would look down on him,
that wall around her emotions rising from where it had been set crumbling
>>


Zillah
: down by a certain half breed::


-Izzinidia-
: -He shrugged his shoulders.- "Have her. I don't care. At least now I can
get Mason off my back. Say hi to him or whatever. I'm going away for awhile so
piss in whatever direction you want." -He clearly needed to keep his eyes
away from her cuz...well, ->


-Izzinidia-
: the man was about ready to just kill her so he wouldn't have to worry about
any of these things anymore. or was it to kill her...maybe he truly didn't want
to come and find her because of this...At least when she was away, at least
when she left, it was->


-Izzinidia-
: all her fault.- "So I'm a free man now, do what you want and i'll do
whoever I want. Oh, and if you see, Alaun...Bah, never mind. I'll just send a
messenger hawk or some shit." -And with that, he raised a hand and waved
over his shoulder at her, ->


-Izzinidia-
: deciding to retreat to where he always went in this sort of situation in
order to regain his mind and what not...Or to blow off some steam...Perhaps she
truly was a wasted of time. He wasted a full day looking for her, trying to
convince her of things..->


-Izzinidia-
: So fuck her. It's been swell, but the swellings gone down. Places to see,
people to do. That should be his motto right there...-


Zillah
: :: knees would press against the stallion's ribs, the soft thunk of hooves
moving her back towards the budding civilization and an altered way of
living. his words might have hurt if she
wasn't numbing herself to it all once more, that hard shell of >>


Zillah
: detachment forming in a rush much like the avalanche had, until a seamless
wall of ice was standing about her heart.
yet...a small chink still remained to mar the surface, a weakness that
might somehow be extorted later on.
seems no matter how hard she>


Zillah
: tried she could never *completely* cut herself off, that would have meant to
death of her spirit after all. words
would filter over her shoulder, gentle and fading as she moved further away
from him " be safe" was there
some feeling to those two words?>>


Zillah
: a smidge of hope that she wasn't was unphased by this as she seemed? who knew, and better yet, who would
care? the pace was kept to a walk, a
trail of animals moving before, beside, and behind her through the dark
landscape. it was going to be a >>


Zillah
: dreary and cold ride back, and there wasn't even the warm expectation of
being welcomed home. it wasn't her home,
not any more. she was just another
person bunking down for the winter. she
didn't belong...::