The sun had just started to peek above the clouds, bidding all of Zaun a rosy good morning. High above the tallest towers, the mighty air ship Obsidian cut a path through the haze and began to descend, dragging wispy trails of white behind it.
Within the belly of the beast, basking on the plush carpet just inside the wall of floor to ceiling windows, Cassiopeia reclined against the warm chest of what was arguably the city’s greatest titan of industry. It was a good thing too, since he would mostly likely be responsible for all the damages.
At the sound of her contented sigh, Singed reflexively adjusted the tablecloth he had wrapped around them both till it was snug. Wither he did it to keep her warm or because he wanted her to stay right where she was didn't really matter, Cassiopeia found both equally flattering.
Azure eyes lined in shadow surveyed the damage with a smirk until she spotted her hood laying on its side half under the pieces of wood that had once been the table. The forlorn accessory had probably been carelessly knocked off during the night’s activities. Her head listed to one side, following the line of sight the gem would have given Leblanc. The Deceiver would have been privy to everything that had taken place so at least the terms of their agreement had not been violated.
I wonder if she wilted or if her depraved little mind enjoyed it. The lamia speculated as she turned the question around in her mind. An amused smirk crossed her features for the briefest of seconds before using the tip of her tail to free the hood from its splintered prison. Then she turned her chin upward to study the Chemist.
He was older than she but it seemed a little relaxation had done wonders for him. The pinched lines of worry that had been etched into his every feature had smoothed, easily taking 10 years off his appearance. “It appears that zeppelin ride's agree with you.” she cooed, her hand slipping free long enough to brush against his jaw line.
Although she too felt more relaxed than she had in a very long time, something still nagged at her and despite giving the matter a bit of thought Cassiopeia still could not quite put her finger on what it was.
No help for it now though. The question would have to wait for soon they would be landing in Zaun.
Post by The Mad Chemist on Dec 28, 2013 23:28:53 GMT -5
Singed’s hand caressed the cuddling lamia absent mindedly he was relaxed yet he had this strange sensation as if he had thrown himself at the unknown in hopes instead of facts. Dusk came out as it illuminated the mess the two lovers had created with their enthusiasm tableware and chairs drop in the floor and nothing left exactly intact “My dear the zeppelin was the best I rode this night and I hope you it wasn’t the best ride for you either” he said with a chuckle seeing the zeppelin slowly begin it’s descend “But it seems everything good must end doesn’t it?”
Post by The Serpent's Embrace on Jan 1, 2014 21:43:43 GMT -5
“I suppose it must.” She replied, her lips settling into a pout. The lamia’s regret was most genuine but there was no use crying over spilt… milk.
Soon enough and far too quickly for her taste, she felt the disorienting rush and pop of her ears as the zeppelins slow decent finally came to a halt. It appeared as though they had been set down on the landing pad atop a rather tall building. The sign rising up from the street read: 'ALCHEMAX INDUSTRIES' “It would seem that is our cue to collect ourselves and move on." she whispered. The words echoed with duel meaning but unfortunately both sentiments were true.
Thankfully, the one way glass offered a certain sense of propriety as Cassiopeia prepared to unravel herself from the chemists grasp. “So my darling,” she purred, “Now that we have reached our destination, are you ready to show me the splendor of Zaun?”
Post by The Mad Chemist on Jan 3, 2014 23:51:21 GMT -5
The night had finally come to an end and so the trip had, Singed though as he had let go of the woman that he had been embracing until the Zeppelin landed. It was time to start with the games once again though now it was clear that there was more in table than before and even now he was starting to miss the touch of her skin already... “Get a hold of your own” he thought of himself “You are neither a boy nor someone swayed easily by sultry feeling just like that.” Attachment was a risk and the signal that he could fail and yet spending time with this woman had become more of alluring activity for him…even the thought of falling for her didn’t seemed so bad… He finally let go of her as of both could get dressed and responded “I wouldn’t have bring you if I didn’t” He said as he started to gather his belongings. A twisted creation of concrete and metal magnificently rose above the other building devoid of any artistic sense but structurally wonderful was the scenery of the next happenings. They had left the blimp and walked through the roof of the building towards the entrance and entered an elevator “Would you like a tour through the main building of my company my dear or are tired because of the trip and want to go to the mansion?”
Post by The Serpent's Embrace on Jan 4, 2014 19:19:33 GMT -5
Coiled inside the elevator, Cassiopeia gasped clutching his arm in horror at his last suggestion. “Go rest and miss out on a personal tour? I wouldn't dream of it!” After a moment though, she thought of her host and added “...Unless of course you would like a rest?”
The lift hummed to life after a moment, as if it were ushered into doing so by some unseen hand. They began a slow decent into the belly of the beastly building as she patiently awaited his decision. Although her eyes were darkened by lack of sleep, her focus still remained sharp as she studied his features.
It seemed that whatever worry had been troubling him before had come back with a vengeance. That was a most unfortunate turn of events indeed. It distressed her far more than it really should have, so much so that she felt the overwhelming need to quell whatever issue had become a problem for him.
“Darling, as long as you are with me I am sure I couldn't possibly have a happier birthday no matter what we decide to do.” She hoped her words would put his mind at ease but who could know what went on in that head of his. Presently, she did not and for all her training, the thought was still naught but a guess.
Post by The Mad Chemist on Jan 6, 2014 1:24:19 GMT -5
“Do not worry my dear I’m not old enough to be tired from just a couple of all-nighters I just have too many unfinished business to worry about that can’t quite take them of my head” he said hugging her and planting a kiss on her lips right before the door of the elevator opening to the lobby of the building “Well not to say much of this one building is principally one of the buildings dedicated to management and organization of the other complex’s true it is one of the most important buildings but outside the laboratories in the underground there isn0t much to see but paperwork” he explained.
Post by The Serpent's Embrace on Jan 8, 2014 19:45:30 GMT -5
The chime of the doors drew Cassiopeia’s eyes forward. The lobby did indeed appear to be much like any other office building, though it seemed their arrival had caused a bit of a stir. Several pairs of eyes turned toward them as they exited the elevators. The lamia flashed them all a fanged smile as she slithered forward, arm in arm with her gallant escort.
“Well darling if we are the main attraction here then perhaps we should find something more amusing to do with ourselves.” Cassiopeia continued to play coy with the onlookers as she made the suggestion, going so far as to offer the receptionist a teasing wave of her razor sharp fingertips.
Bags under her eyes, rumpled clothing, she was not exactly at her personal best right now. The self conscious thought would have made her frown if she were not in front of the public eye. “I believe I could actually use a moment or two to freshen up. You don’t mind do you?” She inquired in a voice as sweet as honey.
Post by The Mad Chemist on Jan 16, 2014 22:48:01 GMT -5
“I wouldn’t ever please accompany m to the exit there should be a car waiting outside for us to take us to my home were we can rest from…everything that happened last night” she said showing her the way outside where effectively a car and a driver where waiting for both of them “The ride might be a little different from the carriages you are used to in Noxus but is what is used in Zaun nowadays”
Post by The Serpent's Embrace on Jan 19, 2014 18:10:33 GMT -5
The lamia eyed the car for a moment and then flashed Singed a brilliant smile. "Oh you know me, i'll try anything once." The driver held the door open for her and she slipped inside without a trace of hesitation. The whole contraption sat much lower than any carriage, making the transition inside slightly more problematic for her than most. Next time she vowed inwardly, she would be flawless.
As her eyes grew accustomed to the darkness, Cassiopeia finally relaxed back against the seat, reclining as she were trying out a new piece of furniture. She rubbed her shoulders against the seat-back and then curled her tail up tightly to make room for Singed. The plush interior was comfortable enough for them both to fit inside but did not offer much room to maneuver once the doors were closed.
All this was quickly forgotten as the vehicle began to move, whisking them through the city streets. Singed pointed out the sights out through the window, some mundane but others were quite noteworthy. So noteworthy in fact that she vowed to pay them a visit during her stay.
Finally the car began to slow. We must have arrived! Cassiopeia gazed out the windows in earnest, her eyes searching for their destination but to her dismay she was on the wrong side! In apparent excitement she leaned across the chemist's lap to watch as his famous estate was revealed.
Post by The Mad Chemist on Jan 24, 2014 23:48:22 GMT -5
On the top of a hill was the mansion dominating the sight the gothic architecture was exceptionally complex and old testimony of the many generation of the Cypher family that had lived on the house and practiced the craft of chemistry and the old alchemy. Though the construction was old it still reflected the ideology of progress new generation had contracted around it and added to the house Tall monolithic structure surrounded by spires must have been a true advancement of architecture of it time but was now surrounded by taller buildings of a different architecture somewhat more sober and there was pipe work invading every wall and column of the mansion the pipe work twisted and got inside and outside each wall some letting out fumes at a steady peace some letting out in regular intervals and even the fumes could be distinguished as they came in a baste array of colors. “Here we are my humble home the Cypher state” he declared as her offered his hand to Cassiopeia to help her geft don’t the car.
Post by The Serpent's Embrace on Feb 3, 2014 17:56:12 GMT -5
Cassiopeia took hold of his outstretched hand with practiced ease and allowed herself to be helped from the motorcar. “A magnificent home for a very magnificent man.” She declared, after having surveyed the surrounding area.
Curious, the lamia wrapped her arm through his and urged him toward the front doors of the manor. Of course she had guessed that Singed would be the type to bring his work home with him. The vast amount of tubes, or rather pipes as she had learned they were called, only confirmed her assessment. They also gave her some clue as to what sort of delightful secrets may be housed inside.
Surely he had a laboratory set up somewhere and she would no doubt look into it but investigating could wait. After all, two weeks was far more time than she usually got to slink about. Today was all about her. The mental reminder gave her eyes an extra twinkle as she spoke. “Darling, I don’t suppose you went shopping did you? After all, you did tell me not to pack anything.”
Post by The Mad Chemist on Mar 13, 2014 23:45:21 GMT -5
“I wouldn’t say I went to shopping but I asked some of my maids to prepare you’re a couple of changes of clothes for the first day, after all you gift for you birthday is whatever you fancy in this city my dear” After saying those words he took her by the arm guiding her to the entrance, the tall doll was od ebony reinforced with some red metal that give it a stern and almost menacing aura of sturdiness. However as soon as they were before the doors they opened for them moved by some mechanism hidden from the sight. The place was well illuminated the tall walls had big windows that give pass to a great amount of light and a great amount of lamps they were off but judging by the amount the light shouldn’t be a problem by night time.. “Well welcome to my home please make yourself confortable.”
Post by The Serpent's Embrace on Apr 6, 2014 17:53:52 GMT -5
“Well welcome to my home. Please make yourself comfortable.”
From the moment the front doors parted, the lamia had done just that. Over the last week and a half she had become quite familiar with Zaun and the Cypher manor. Singed had taken her on a small shopping trip and in the process had opened her eyes to the wonders of innovation. Now Cassiopeia couldn't get enough of it.
Now some people might have called it binge shopping but the lamia preferred to think of it as supporting the city’s economic growth. Whatever term one chose to use, a new wardrobe lay in her possession and anything she’d taken a liking to but couldn't bring back on the zeppelin had been imported back to the family estate in Noxus.
Unfortunately, her time here was drawing to a close. The lamia was scheduled to return home the following day. It was a most unpleasant prospect, one that would have plagued her mind into wakefulness under other circumstances. Tonight however, with Singed at her side, she had fallen asleep much to her own surprise.
Her surprise was short lived. Cassiopeia woke with a start to find that it was still dark outside and she was alone. Her mouth drew down into a pout, directed at the rumpled covers and dimpled pillow beside her. He may be missing but she knew right where to find him. With a sigh, she got up and pulled on a robe. ‘Probably dreamt of something and couldn't wait.’ She thought with a wry smile. Quiet as could be, she exited the room and slithered down the darkened halls.
Sure enough, when she reached the laboratory, there he was. The small windows in the double doors offered her an excellent view. The chemist sat hunched over a desk, his face contorted in an intense expression as he scribbled out his notes. Cassiopeia watched him work for a moment, then reached out and ran her fingers over the cold glass. In a way, she would miss this when it was all gone. She would miss him.
With a shake of her head she put on a smile and pushed the doors open. “Knock knock. Sorry to trouble you but I seem to have lost a mad scientist somewhere. He is tall, dark and impossibly brilliant. You haven’t seen him lurking around here have you?” She asked playfully as she wound her way over to his desk.
Post by The Mad Chemist on Apr 6, 2014 20:20:00 GMT -5
Singed’s concentration was obvious to anyone that observed him the pen quickly gliding thought the paper writing formulas and the first draft of a theoretical experiment. The idea had struck him in dreams and he didn’t want to lose it. He had lost too many like that, he usually had a paper and pen besides his bed in order to write down sudden inspirations or ideas. But tonight being the last day with Cassiopeia he had forgotten to prepare for such an event. Cassiopeia’s presence was almost an opium to him, pleasurable and calming but dangerous and addictive, if he wasn’0t careful he could and would get lost in her embrace and that wasn’t a luxury that he could afford for the best both of them. And as soon as just a small part of his mind had fly back to her she came to him in all her toxic beauty and venomous glory “I have seen such an individual in fact I see him every morning when I wash my face” he said pulling her to hug her. Once he had left the notebook and pen aside his hands trailed the seductress visage “I think I have found him” he joked “Tell me my dear did you came just for me or you want something? Is you last day of celebration after all and I can afford to spoil your curiosity a little”
Post by The Serpent's Embrace on Apr 6, 2014 21:43:02 GMT -5
Deliberately putting herself between Singed and his paperwork, she slid onto his lap and eased an arm around his neck. “Hmm…” Cassiopeia hummed as she tapped her chin, pretending to seriously consider his question.
“Maybe I am here to steal all your secrets.” Keeping up the ruse, Cassiopeia snatched the paperwork from the desk with her free hand and then broke into a laugh as she tried to make sense of it.
Her eyes flickered back to his and the amusement that danced inside them left little question as to the seriousness of her former statement. “Of course I am here for you! I couldn't decipher any of any of this if I had a hundred years.” She stated as she made herself comfortable.
With a flick of her wrist she held the papers up so that they could both look at them. “But now you have me curious. So tell me darling, what sort of wicked concoction did you dream up?”
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