Musketeer Immortal (closed)

[TertiusHuman]

He smiled at her.

"Before would be much better. We have about a week to find time and space. Because then Damos will become acutely aware of me and then you will more likely be kept at home, that is until my brothers arrive."

 

[Asa]

Because his angry guard will be dead.

She smiled hopeful.

Yes... Before... Between their individual demise?

 

[TertiusHuman]

"The death of his guard might alarm him. That might cause him to keep you with him."

He ran his fingers through her silken hair

"His demise would also allow you complete freedom."

He chuckled softly, "What is it about you that makes me feel like a young man in love again?"

 

[Asa]

I... I don't know... What is it?

She looked to her hand resting on his chest then looking into his eyes then she smiled.

 

[TertiusHuman]

He chuckled again

"If only I knew cheri, if only I knew."

He leaned in then and kissed her once more, a little more chaste, but still expressing his need for her in a subtle way. When their lips finally parted, he whispered softly, "You should go. Before they start looking again and I lose my own control and sweep you off to a private room."

 

[Asa]

She nodded.

Yes. When should we meet again? I will have to at least begin my task soon but that should reveal to you whom he seeks revenge or whatever against. That would be good to know... Right?

 

[TertiusHuman]

He nodded.

"Yes, it will be of great help."

He smiled at her.

"We can meet in three days' time. Come find me at my home. I will be waiting for you there. Let's hope your guardian does not strike before then."

 

[Asa]

She nodded and hurried away making her way home with several herbs and other things for her magic as far as Damons and his guard knew.

 

[TertiusHuman]

Porthos watched her leave, feeling disturbed at her needing to go, but on one hand he felt elated. Not only did they kiss, she embraced the kiss and him and to make it even better, there was a promise for more. He took a deep breath, rolled himself a cigarette and headed home, slowly smoking as he walked.

 

[Asa]

Over the next couple of days within the home of a family who had tried to play both sides during the great war for their own gain, the patriarch seemed to grow quite I'll out of no where. The Dr nor apothecary could make heads or tails out of the symptoms. Then his sons grew ill as well with illness strong enough to wish for death but it did not answer them.

She would venture from time to time with seeming more freedom in the number of outings she made. Taking most of her meals alone at the cafe except for dinner. Her signs of abuse seemed smaller but never gone completely. Lord Damons even wandered the town a couple of times now that his plans appeared to be working but he did respect her desire to travel around town alone.

 

[TertiusHuman]

As the days went by, Porthos became aware that the time for the meeting grew closer and closer. The mysterious deaths and illness which got reported to him, told him that she were doing what she could to keep up her ruse.

Then the morning came, the final day of reckoning, where they would either meet or had to move away from the vicinity until they meet again. Porthos knew that only one option remained available since he wasn't going anywhere. So he secured his weapons on his person, slipped on his leather coat and left early in the morning, the Eiffel tower statue left on the table for Celeste.

He walked until he found the suitable place, old factory buildings, bombed out shells, souvenirs of the wars come and gone. He settled onto a comfortable seat, rolled a cigarette and waited for the angry one to arrive.

 

[Asa]

When the immortal in Damon's employ went to deal with his fight Damon's kept her close suggesting that their enemies could use a day of rest. She tried her best to hide her worry about Porthos facing him alone and prayed his brothers would arrive soon and that he would survive to see them.

 

[TertiusHuman]

At first it felt like static, a slight tingle in the back of the mind. It slowly increases until it is a low tremble. Along with the feeling, a low buzzing sound in the ears, heralds the coming of an immortal. Porthos crushed the cigarette and rose as the angry one came stomping through the open door.

Porthos grinned amicably, "So you have come little rabbit."

The man smirked as he shed his coat, revealing the sword hidden under his arm, hanging down his side. "What is your name you French dog?"

Porthos raised an eyebrow, "Such language. My name is Porthos and you are?"

The man released his sword and unsheathed it with casual ease. "André. Come, let's finish this. I have plans."

Porthos shrugged, "Well André, I am afraid you can not run away again like last time."

André came at Porthos, Porthos drew the pistol, allowing surprise to show on his opponent's face before he pulled the trigger. Two shots rang out and the body of André the angry guard fell to the ground. Porthos casually walked closer, inspecting the bullet wounds to the face and rose, picking up André's sword and taking a breath, he swung the blade downwards.

Within moments clouds gathered in the sky and Porthos dropped the sword and steeled himself to receive the Quickening.

 

[Asa]

She saw the clouds darken over a far part of the city as Lord Damons muttered.

He will be home soon then you may resume your ventures through the city though I do not understand what you see in the relics of this place.

She simply shrugged and moved about the house hoping Porthos was alive instead of that vermin.

Not too far off a boat also spotted the darkness over Paris.

 

[TertiusHuman]

He lay on the ground, his body twitching as the last of the power settled within him. He finally managed to rise and went about to bury his foe, using the sword as grave marker. He stumbled like a drunkard away from the confrontation and made his way to the café, he needed something to eat and drink, something sweet. The receiving of the Power affected many people differently, in his case, it left him hungry and thirsty. By the time he made it to the street, he walked purposefully once more, recovered from his ordeal

 

[Asa]

She thought for a moment and then reminded Damons of something.

The energy he takes in when he slays his kind always warps any magic I am trying to achieve perhaps I should go for a walk so you plans are not damaged.

He nodded from his book.

For now take your time he will fetch you when he is well or I will

With that she left the house with a pouch of herbs to keep up appearances. Slowly she made her way towards the avenue that led to his house or the cafe unsure of where to go.

 

[TertiusHuman]

Porthos noticed her figure as she stood. He could read the uncertainty in her posture. He waited until he had drawn close enough and then touched her shoulder. "I told you not to worry about me and your guard."

 

[Asa]

Turning she nearly leaped to hug him thankful that he was alive. She was shaking slightly staring into his eyes making sure this was no dream.

Porthos...

 

[TertiusHuman]

He gave her his lopsided smile and reached a hand out to gently stroke over her cheek.

"Katerine"

 

[Asa]

Now what will happen? Lord Damons will surely not be able to stand against you much less you and your brothers he is only mortal that I know of.

She smiled bright to him her head turning to press against his caress.

 

[TertiusHuman]

"Now we wait for my brothers to show up and then together we can take on the man who have tortured you for so long."

His fingers slid through her hair and he leaned in to kiss her gently

 

[Asa]

She curled into the kiss with a soft whimper.

How long has it been since you last saw them?

 

[TertiusHuman]

He rested his forehead against her own, reveling in the feel of her so close to him.

"It has been years. That is why their letter were such a strange thing for me."

 

[Asa]

She just listened so happy he was there and alright.

Well then he told me I could stay out till he or the guard went looking for me so what should we do? Perhaps dinner?

 

[TertiusHuman]

"I think dinner will be perfect. Let me take you home, Celeste would be very happy to see you and perhaps have something for those bruises."

He touched her cheek and smiled slightly, "Though it does give you a tough look."