Treasure Hunters

[shadowoftheheart]

Tanya sat down on her chair, propped her feet up on her table, and drained the last whisky out of her flask.

"Dammit."

She tossed the flask down on the table, and sat back up with a grunt.

"Fucking rotten day."

It had started well enough. Now it was shot all to hell.

She stood slowly, walked over to the cabinet, opened it, pulled out a new whisky bottle, and walked back to the table. She uncorked it and was about to refill the flask ... Then figured, why bother?

She put the bottle to her lips, and tossed her head back, taking in a full gulp of the fiery liquid.


She sat back down, propped her feet up, and abruptly flung the flask across the room.

Her information was useless. Sure, they had the Eye, but it was the idea of the thing. She could have stayed on the ship. She wouldn't have run into Langley. Actually, that was probably inevitable. The bastard had been after her for several years. Killed his brother or lover or something, she couldn't remember exactly.

Damien's comment didn't bother her. No, actually it did. He said it every time a new person joined up. Still, the timing was bad. She thought that what they shared had meant something.

Nah, she wasn't a fool. Of course it was just a roll in the sheets.

She glugged down more of the hot liquid. Not much else to do. Might as well get shitfaced.

 

[Kensuke]

Tanyruu quietly peeked out of her room into the hallway, she sighed, slipping back inside and moving to the intercom. She flipped it on and leaned in, speaking into it, "Hello? Could someone please tell me what's been going on? I apparently slept through the latest adventure."

She fixed her dress and cleared her throat as she waited for a reply, resting against the wall with her arms crossed. She wondered if she was getting too old for all of this, but then again, the Jiyuu's crew needed her experience and guidance. Also, she was probably the most mature of the bunch.

Hearing this, I reached for my communicator and sent a message to Tanryuu alone. I took in a breath.

"I almost got eaten by a dragon, then we went to look for some eye. We found it, and an injured girl, aparently. Now we gotta find how to destroy the Eye. If you're as confused as I am, go see Nicodemus."

I took in another breath after my run on sentences, and closed the communicator.

I walked down the hall, and I suddenly got worried I upset Tanya. She seemed upset with my comment. I sighed. Maybe I should've kept my big mouth closed?

I walked towards her room and knocked three times.

 

[BriefcaseRonin]

Tanyruu

Tanyruu listened to the captain and nodded before leaving her own quarters. She stopped, wondering what she was going to do when she got there. She shrugged slowly and continued down the hall, stopping at Lilith's room. She blinked, a blush coming to her cheeks as she moved to the door and gently knocked upon it. She knew, like everyone else, what Lilith was, but she wasn't as frightened by it. Besides, she rarely ever spoke to the vampiress and felt at least obligated to share a few words with her before she headed to check on their newest guest.

She rested against the doorway, waiting for Lilith to respond, whistling quietly to herself as she fixed her clothing and brushed her hair back, "Lilith? Are you in there? This is Tanyruu."

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Hearing this, I reached for my communicator and sent a message to Tanryuu alone. I took in a breath.

"I almost got eaten by a dragon, then we went to look for some eye. We found it, and an injured girl, aparently. Now we gotta find how to destroy the Eye. If you're as confused as I am, go see Nicodemus."

I took in another breath after my run on sentences, and closed the communicator.

I walked down the hall, and I suddenly got worried I upset Tanya. She seemed upset with my comment. I sighed. Maybe I should've kept my big mouth closed?

I walked towards her room and knocked three times.

Tanya was in the middle of a gulp of whisky when she heart the knock on her door. She sputtered a little, and then slurred: "C'min?"

The door was unlocked, so she took another big slug of the whisky, draining the bottle. She frowned, shaking the bottle as though that would somehow fill the bottle again.

 

[Kensuke]

I slid passed the door and looked at Tanya drinking straight from the bottle. "You okay?" I asked.

I shook my head. That's not why I'm here. "Tanya. Were you mad that I said what I did? About the girl?" I came closer, and I sat down besides the Gunslinger. "Because... I was only kidding."

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Tanya looked over at Damien with blurry, unfocused eyes.

"Yeah. I'm fine. I jus' feel kinna outta my element here. An' I gotta start watchin' my back 'cause Langley, he knows who I'm with now, an' he's gonna come gunnin' for me. An' then what we did ... I dunno, it was nice but ... Hell Cap'n, I dunno what to think."

She set the whisky bottle on the table, and it fell over onto its side, and slowly rolled off, bouncing off the floor but somehow not breaking.

 

[Kensuke]

"Well, I think you had a little too much to drink, Tanya." I said, reaching down to the bottle, finding that its contained liquor was long gone.

"I'm sorry, Tanya." I said, leaning back into the seat. "It's just something I said."

"But." My hand moved over to her knee, and I turned to her. "Really, I'd like to have only you." I said, although my words are risky around a drunk gunslinger.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Tanya looked at Damien's hand on her knee, and in her drunken state didn't quite hear the words right.

"You wanna ... have what over me? Look Cap'n, what we had was great, but we don't haveta keep doin' it if ya wanna ... wanna ... try out the new gal."

She slumped back into her chair.

"God, I could use a drink."

 

[Kensuke]

"You've had enough Tanya." I told her.

I looked at her, and an arm went to her side and I got closer. "I don't want to try the new girl, or anything like that. Maybe you didn't hear me right. I want only you, cowgirl." I said, laughing at what I called her on the inside, but maintained a serious face.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

"Cowgirl?! Awlright look. Ya might be my boss, but gawddammit, I ain't no fuckin' cowgirl! I done kilt men for that..."

She glares at him, but the lack of focus in her eyes weakens the effect somewhat.

 

[Kensuke]

I let out a sigh, and I moved even closer. "Don't you get it?" I asked, as I begun to lean closer to her.

I shut my eyes, and kissed her, pressing my lips against her own. I could taste the whiskey from her, but I didn't care.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

"I ...."

She is jolted out of her anger by Damien's kiss.

What did he say? Cowgirl. No, he said, "I want only you, cowgirl."

Tanya's mind flipped in its whisky-haze. She pressed into Damien's kiss, moaning softly.

But she was mad at him! Right? But she only wanted her? After one roll in the sheets?

And there was Langley. He was dangerous. He would call her out, no surprises there. But he was known to ambush friends and ... lovers. Hurt and humiliate his opponents before the Showdown. Distract them.

No, she couldn't let that happen!

She pulled back from the kiss, sputtering slightly.

"Boss, this ain't such a good idea ... It ... It's really kinda not a good idea a'tall."

She blinks, and her face softens. She looks at him with big, liquid eyes.

"I think I want you too, Damien."

She wasn't sure if she had said or thought it.

 

[Kensuke]

I was almost disappointed when she backed from the kiss, but it didn't shock me.

"Boss, this ain't such a good idea ... It ... It's really kinda not a good idea a'tall."

I sighed and looked downward. It seemed like a good idea to me.

"I think I want you too, Damien."

I looked at her, and my hand went up and reached her cheek, and for a moment I just stared into her eyes. "Then why? Why do you think it's a bad idea?" I asked, almost scared to know the answer.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

She had said it. Damn.

"Boss, it's ... don'tcha see how the others look at us? Like, they know we're screwin' each other, an' they're all resentful. And, well, it is a distraction ta both of us. And .... and ...."

Fuck it!

She leaned back into him, pressing her lips on his agressively, hungrily chewing on his mouth, as her tongue pressed in....

 

[Kensuke]

I fell back, with Tanya on top of me kissing me deeply. Her tongue went into my mouth, and naturally, my tongue went for her own.

My eyes widened. It wasn't exactly what I expected. It was probably the alcohol. Or maybe she really didn't have a good excuse? Whatever, it wasn't important. I just wanted her.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Tanya broke the kiss again, staring down at Damien drunkenly.

"Boss, this is too confusing. I'm drunk, and I want you, but I am afraid of getting involved. I dunno what to do. What should we do?"

Tanya gives him a quick kiss on the nose, a grin, and then looks serious again.

 

[Kensuke]

Afraid of getting involved?

"Tanya. It looks to me that we're both already involved." I whispered to her, my head going up to kiss her.

My head dropped back down and I looked at her. "This is what I want..."

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Tanya blinked again. She was seeing double, but her mind seemed to actually grasp what Damien was saying (now she just had to figure out which one was which).

"Yes. I suppose you are right."

Her accent had weakened again, and the clarity of her words now was almost shocking.

"What do we tell the others? What if they are concerned that a relationship will hurt our ability to Hunt properly?"

She closed her eyes. Better this way. The room had started to spin.

 

[Kensuke]

I placed a hand to remove some of her hair to look at her face.

"If we have to, we'll keep it a secret until we're ready to tell them." I said.

 

[shadowoftheheart]

Tanya smirked, a rather strange looking gesture with her eyes closed.

"I don't think it's a secret to anyone except the new girl. We were kinda ... enthusiastic today."

 

[Kensuke]

"That's... right." I said. Damn. There goes that plan.

"Then we'll come out and say it. Something tells me the only person who'll even care is Lilith, though."

 

[shadowoftheheart]

"Oh, Lilith. Damn. I wanted her ... umm... Hell, I said it. I did. But, I was kinda not wanting to get involved with a ... well, vampire. Ya know?"

The room was spinning even though her eyes were closed. This was not a good feeling. She held her liquor better than this ....

 

[Kensuke]

"Yeah..." I said. I pulled her closer. I wanted to feel her full weight on my own.

"Although, Lilith has a certain why of getting involved..."

 

[LadyFairy]

Rhannon was on her way to her chambers and could hear the sounds comming from Tanya's room. Shaking her head and smiling she went into her room long enough to pick up the book Lotharian had given her, before heading up onto the deck needing fresh air, and the feel of the wind.

Finding a quiet spot to sit she opened the book and begain to read.

Physical and Mental Characteristics
Avariel are exquisitely delicate elves, with tall and elegantly graceful bodies. Their creamy white skin often has a tint of blue or silver; and their fine boned, angular faces are framed in hair of silvery-white or deep black.

They have large eyes in rich greens, deep blues or occasionally a startling violet. Their bones are similar to those of a bird, air filled pockets replace most of the much heavier marrow. This means a winged elf weighs considerably less than others elves, but their bodies are fragile. Avariel are agile and graceful which allows them to ride the winds with skill, and to move dexterously and quickly on the ground.

The most noticeable feature of the winged elves is not their beautiful faces but the wide, soft-feathered expanse of their wings. These are usually white, but sometimes grey, brown, flecked or even black. An avariel’s wings form a span of between 12 to 16 feet. Like their bodies winged elven clothes are delicate and ethereally graceful. They wear loose fitting, gauzy clothes that move in graceful, windblown ripples as they fly.

Avariel have finely honed senses. They are blessed with the sharp hearing of their fellow elves and like their good friends the great eagles; winged elves have incredibly keen eyesight.

Rhannon looked down at her own skin it was taned but if you looked closer it had a blue tint to it. Her hair was black and her eyes green. Reading further she looked at her wings gently running her hand across them before reading more.

The clothing was different from what she wore but Rhannon figured that it was because she had grown up on the Jyiuu and not with her own people, as for the eye sight and hearing she had to admit that they were exceptional.

Reading on the title of the next page caught her attention. Hystory.

The winged elves formed part of the first wave of elven immigrants to Toril. It is not known why they came to this world. When they arrived they found their beautiful new home already occupied by other creatures who were rivals for both land and sky – the dragons.

More than any other elven races, the avariel have come into fierce conflict with these powerful monsters. Their first battles were so bitter and so bloody the numbers of winged elves dropped to alarmingly low levels. Indeed if the second wave of elven immigrants had not brought the Time of the Dragons to an end, the avariel would have been totally wiped out. Evil dragons still pursue this enmity to this very day.

Low in numbers, suspicious and wary of the wingless races the battered remnants avariel fled to the north and the east. Gradually their numbers rose, and they were able to build fortress refuges where they have remained in isolation. There contact with the outside world was so minimal until very recently they were thought to be a legend, or an extinct race. Recently they have tentatively begun to increase this contact, and small numbers have left their secret refuges to pursue alliances and trade of goods and ideas.

Sitting back Rhannon looked at the page over and over... Dragons are my enemy. no just certin ones....So it wasnt just the wizrds who distroyed my kind but Dragons too...

Closing the book she wondered if she should go talk to Lotharian some more or wait and try to sort things out on her own. Standing book in hand she started walking intending to return to her room and found herself once again at Lotharian's door. Taking it as a sign she raised her hand and knocked.. Lotharian are you busy?

 

[Adapt]

She watched as the female smiled and left, inhaling to herself, she sat up in the bed, her breathing was slow and regular, keeping in normal intervals, sitting full, she slid out of bed and came, to a seat on the edge of the bed, her fingers ran across her locks and she smirked to herself, she slipped from the sheets, her thumbs tucking under the buckles of the belts, unclipping them and letting them drop to the floor.

Her nude body stretched and distinct pop came from her spine as she moved back to the bed, quite sore, she slipped onto the bed, rolling she fell to her side, the pangs of want had come over her early this year, her lids tightened and her thighs clenched as she lay there, her teeth gritting for a moment.

She became heated as she rolled closer to the wall, hoping to cease the flow of her constant want for the moment, until the season passed…

She moved up again to a seat, her thighs tight and feeling as a trickle of the liquid slipped down her soft trail…

Sighing as the moment slowly faded, finally she could breath and fell back to the bed, sighing deeper as she lay there wondering how the rest of the day was going to turn out.