Faithful_Shadow
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*tap, tap, tap , tap , tap!* Grey's foot was keeping a steady rhythm of impatience in the air ."He's late! He's...well It's late!", His voice was more than bordering on annoyance. The fact he labeled the wayward minion with a sex drew several incredulous stares from his shadow puppets. Which was rather a ridiculous notion seeing as they were all extensions of his will to begin with. They shouldn't have individual personalities, or give him those stares that looked as if they questioned his sanity! Of course I am sane! If I wasn't sane, would I have remembered Pleasant?! Grey quickly looked around, noting the sudden absence of his pet troll, Pleasant. Wait! Where is He!? A sudden chorus of *squeaks* and *squirts* began to fill the air as his stooges rushed to tell him what he already knew. Did I speak aloud? I thought I was only thinking that..., a soft *squeak* at his foot let him know he had spoken that as well. "Damn, I need to watch that...", Grey muttered to himself softly. Pleasant was on assignment already, and had been for the better part of the morning and into the afternoon. Which was fortunate, the Troll had a menacing air about him, and Grey never really liked him around any how.
*tap, tap , tap, tap, tap!* "Where could It be!? He was only supposed to....AHHHH! there he is! My favorite indentured servant! Well?!", His voice tapered off into a deep brooding malevolence as he swept the tiny being up into his arms, nearly crushing it between his hands as he brought it close to his ear. Grey shook the shadow being roughly, squeezing it into several different shapes, forcing out long *splutters* and *pfffffttttt* sounds as he pumped it for the information he so desired. With each new *splutter* and *pffffffttt* he'd issue a trance like, "Yessssss, oh yessss...and then?", his eyes widening in proportion to how juicy the particular *splutter* or *pffffttt* sounded. Finally he set the little puppet down. The creature hobbled on its squid like legs, wobbling to and fro like a discombobulated drunkard, obviously still a bit out of sorts from Grey's manhandling of it.
"So She is here....BRILLIANT!", His eyes were aglow with soft shimmers of silver as he brought his hands together in an unconscious washing and rubbing motion as his plan unfolded within his Mind's Eye. His minions issuing casual ooooh's and ahhhhhh's as he let his mind splinter and filter the details out to them, issuing commands methodically.
"Well? How do I look?", Grey appeared to ask no one as he made a grand flourish, turning on his heels to face Pleasant. The Troll stood placid, which brought a slight frown to Grey's lips. And that's exactly why I don't like having him around.... A soft tug at the edge of his robe let him know he had done it again, but if Pleasant had heard, he didn't show any signs of caring. "Fine, just set it up over there. We must look our best for the Lady, now shouldn't we?" , Grey waved his hand dismissively towards the alley wall. The Troll dutifully began to set up the mirror he had fleeced from a nearby merchant so Grey could prepare himself.
Grey casually stepped in front of the mirror, taking a moment to admire his dark and sexily sinister image...if he did say so himself. His hands ran through his long black hair that flowed down over his slender shoulders, making sure the part was just so. He brought his face up close into the mirror, examining his ashen grey skin for imperfection, turning this way and that, watching as the light glinted off the silvery runes that ran down the right hand side of his face and eventually trailed the entire length of his body, trying to get the best angle to display their shiny metallic surface in the sun light.
He had almost decided on an angle when motion near the midsection of his robe caught his attention. He watched as a large protrusion sticking out just below his waist quietly issued a rhythmic *squelch, squelch, squelch* as it bobbed in and out. His hands immediately circled the culprit, causing him to swoon as he gripped it hard, finally realizing the source. In the middle of his fit he had forgotten about this one little tidbit. His hands released the thing, parting his robe to expose the shadow minion conformed around his engorged member, its body sucking and squeezing up his entire length, milking him in a slow steady rhythm. Grey quickly peeled the friendly puppet away from his swollen shaft, discarding it among the sea of other minions at his feet.
Taking one last look in the mirror, Grey spun out to face the impossibly busy thoroughfare. Every creature from every corner of Khardos was here. Easily tens of thousands of citizens were using this main hub nearest the dock. He was virtually invisible in his dark alley, even as it lay just off the busy epicenter. Now that he was ready, all he had to do was wait for Her ...
*tap, tap , tap, tap, tap!* "Where could It be!? He was only supposed to....AHHHH! there he is! My favorite indentured servant! Well?!", His voice tapered off into a deep brooding malevolence as he swept the tiny being up into his arms, nearly crushing it between his hands as he brought it close to his ear. Grey shook the shadow being roughly, squeezing it into several different shapes, forcing out long *splutters* and *pfffffttttt* sounds as he pumped it for the information he so desired. With each new *splutter* and *pffffffttt* he'd issue a trance like, "Yessssss, oh yessss...and then?", his eyes widening in proportion to how juicy the particular *splutter* or *pffffttt* sounded. Finally he set the little puppet down. The creature hobbled on its squid like legs, wobbling to and fro like a discombobulated drunkard, obviously still a bit out of sorts from Grey's manhandling of it.
"So She is here....BRILLIANT!", His eyes were aglow with soft shimmers of silver as he brought his hands together in an unconscious washing and rubbing motion as his plan unfolded within his Mind's Eye. His minions issuing casual ooooh's and ahhhhhh's as he let his mind splinter and filter the details out to them, issuing commands methodically.
"Well? How do I look?", Grey appeared to ask no one as he made a grand flourish, turning on his heels to face Pleasant. The Troll stood placid, which brought a slight frown to Grey's lips. And that's exactly why I don't like having him around.... A soft tug at the edge of his robe let him know he had done it again, but if Pleasant had heard, he didn't show any signs of caring. "Fine, just set it up over there. We must look our best for the Lady, now shouldn't we?" , Grey waved his hand dismissively towards the alley wall. The Troll dutifully began to set up the mirror he had fleeced from a nearby merchant so Grey could prepare himself.
Grey casually stepped in front of the mirror, taking a moment to admire his dark and sexily sinister image...if he did say so himself. His hands ran through his long black hair that flowed down over his slender shoulders, making sure the part was just so. He brought his face up close into the mirror, examining his ashen grey skin for imperfection, turning this way and that, watching as the light glinted off the silvery runes that ran down the right hand side of his face and eventually trailed the entire length of his body, trying to get the best angle to display their shiny metallic surface in the sun light.
He had almost decided on an angle when motion near the midsection of his robe caught his attention. He watched as a large protrusion sticking out just below his waist quietly issued a rhythmic *squelch, squelch, squelch* as it bobbed in and out. His hands immediately circled the culprit, causing him to swoon as he gripped it hard, finally realizing the source. In the middle of his fit he had forgotten about this one little tidbit. His hands released the thing, parting his robe to expose the shadow minion conformed around his engorged member, its body sucking and squeezing up his entire length, milking him in a slow steady rhythm. Grey quickly peeled the friendly puppet away from his swollen shaft, discarding it among the sea of other minions at his feet.
Taking one last look in the mirror, Grey spun out to face the impossibly busy thoroughfare. Every creature from every corner of Khardos was here. Easily tens of thousands of citizens were using this main hub nearest the dock. He was virtually invisible in his dark alley, even as it lay just off the busy epicenter. Now that he was ready, all he had to do was wait for Her ...
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