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The flame made the surrounding area visible but looking in a distance still proved to be difficult. "Hear that?" Steele says as three women's singing is faintly heard in the distance with the sound of footsteps drawing near.
"I want ye two to be prepared and don't believe anything ye see. Don't drop ye guard for even a second and show NO emotion else' ye'll be dead." "I can hear more clearly than either of ye two so I haven't a chance." He says tossing his sword to Phillis. "Just mind yer ears. They're powerless without yer mind and they'll do anything to get into it." The footsteps begin to get closer and the singing is heard more clearly.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
"This IS me protectin' ye hinny. Thee siren's are deadly beauts. When they change into their serpent selves they're deadly but in their disguise they're defenseless. Ye need ta strike at the right time or else ye'll be caught in their trap. Make it too obvious and ye've doomed us all, make it too late and we'll already be too far gone." Steele says zoning out for a moment as the graceful singing gets closer. "Thee singing will hypnotize ye. Don't fall into it as they try to appeal to ye." Steele fully zones out as three beautiful girls step into the light.
They seemed like queens, high and regal, with an air of mystery around them. One had dark wavy hair with striking pale blue eyes, and blood-red plump lips, with what looked like a natural rose blush, brushed across her pale and lightly freckled face.
The one beside her was different. Her white-blonde hair was short and fell in a dead straight sheet from her parting. Her pale eyebrows arched delicately over beautiful feline eyes which were rimmed with eyelashes so pale as to appear invisible. The deep blackness of her eyes gave no hint as to her thoughts.
The one behind both of them was even more different. Her hair was the colour of raven's wings and cascaded like a waterfall down her back, reaching almost to her waist, but this was no more striking than her eyes which were like sapphires set symmetrically into her almost colourless face, brimming, to the point of overflowing, with peace, wisdom and compassion. Her figure, slender and pale like a porcelain ornament and seemingly as fragile, also looked to be light as a feather.
All three of them slowly made there way to where Steele, Dante and Phillis were.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Phillis Von Christ on Aug 28, 2011 20:33:28 GMT -5
"What...who.." Phillis looked around, he was more confused than ever.
The women were what confused him most. They looked so kind, was he to be cautious of them? They looked as if they could be travellers, much like themselves, whom were just lost and confused.
The women kept singing as they looked at the three boys and one of them each headed to a different one.
The dark, wavy haired women with blue eyes kept singing as she made her way to Steele who looked as if he were about to buckle at the knees.
The beautiful blond women and long haired brunette made their way gracefully to where Phillis and Dante were. The brunette kept singing as the blond women spoke out for the first time, her voice as tender and beautiful as she was. "Please. Can you help us? We are lost. She says as she extends an arm outwards slowly.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Dante Ahti on Aug 29, 2011 19:53:14 GMT -5
"I've seen prettier," he chuckled, noticing its growing anger. "I'm just wondering what they want to do with us..." Dante wiggled his eyebrows. He took this more as a joke than anything.
She gives a dirty look to Phillis. "I told you you'd blow this." The brunette says next to her. "Well at least we have this one." The dark haired women standing next to Steele says. "Werewolves are so easy, but a sorcerer always has the best taste." She says licking her lips revealing razor sharp teeth. "Take care of them." She directs the other two women. They both instantly turn to Phillis and Dante.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."
Post by Dante Ahti on Aug 29, 2011 19:59:11 GMT -5
"Should I attack now? Or maybe mobilize Steele...I wonder if I could do that..." Dante mumbled to himself, letting the flame in his hand float infront of his face while he ran a hand through his hair, still holding onto Phillis.
"And what spells should I use anyways?" he sighed.
The blond woman looked at Dante furiously. "I'll show you prettier!" She says but from the sound of her tone, she seemed more like the tone of a teenage girl than a full grown woman. Her teeth began to get sharper as her legs begin fusing together. Her skin becomes wet and scaly as her pupils become slit. Her size begins growing as she dives on the muddy ground and starts gliding effortlessly across the mud straight toward Dante.
The brunette just watches with a smile on her face.
"Ah'm nothin' like me' fatha', nd' ah'll sure as hell keep it that way."