A Crimson Blossom

[shadarsedai]

It is beautiful, this place.

Di'aliz twirls the flower (Careful check for danger first, delicate threads of air and spirit, always caution) between slender fingers at she waits. In the soft sunshine of the late afternoon, the dark red of the flowers is warm, almost glowing in the light

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[always_a_liar]

And he is there. A figure clad all in white. The robe seemed to blush against the crimson of the flowers. Black hair framed a face as beautiful as an angel. His eyes seemed to shine, they were such a shade of blue. A trick of the light perhaps.

"Di'aliz."

A voice as soft and pretty as the man it came from looked.

[always_a_liar]

Elan sat down on a small hill in the field of flowers. Beautiful smile as he leaned back on his palms in the tall crimson blossoms. His voice a soft purr.

"Come, Di'aliz, have a seat. Let us talk of matters."

[shadarsedai]

She walks to him thrrough the flowers, folding her skirt neatly under her as she sits nearby. Crimson blossoms brush her slender shoulders as Di'aliz tilts her head at him.

"Which matters would you speak of, Ishamael?"

[always_a_liar]

Elan picked a dandelion from the field. Beautiful blue eyes entranced on the flower.

"Di'aliz... You and Asmodean are some of my most powerful allies."

A light laugh.

"If I were to help you gain prominence, give you a new name, and make you into a powerful Chosen, would you continue being as faithful to me as you are now?"

[shadarsedai]

A flicker of soft eyelashes as the girl watches him.

"Yes."

Quiet, but clear. A gaze that to some might seem playful. Those that know her better would not be so foolish.

[always_a_liar]

Wintergreen breath tore at the dandelion, whispered white floated on the breeze as he smiled.

"Then a new name will you now bear."

(Evil Ends)

"Malacoda."

[shadarsedai]

A smile, quiet pride. Her pale hair blows around her in the breeze.

"I thank you, my Lord."

[always_a_liar]

A smile broke on the face of the Betrayer. He turned to face her. Such a pretty smile.

"Do you know that Asmodean nearly died of poison once?"

(I am pulling your string)

[shadarsedai]

"He always examines everything he eats," she says quietly, watching his eyes.

Pretty eyes.

[always_a_liar]

The smile fades as Ishamael rips a flower from the earth.

"Mesaana was the one who poisoned him. She is not nearly powerful enough to face him directly so she used poison."

A wistful glance at that crimson blossom.

[shadarsedai]

"Direct confrontation was never her way, if she could avoid it."

The girl's soft sweet voice is cool. Her eyes stray to the flower in his hands.

[always_a_liar]

Delicate fingers pulled a red petal from the flower.

"She has her weaknesses like the rest of the Chosen."

Another red petal fell.

[shadarsedai]

"Yes?"

Her sweet voice could be innocently inquiring as to the time of day. A small hand reaches to catch a red petal out of the air before it can flutter to the ground.

[always_a_liar]

A glint of white teeth as his voice was a low purr, barely audible at all. Blue eyes glinted dangerously.

"...Fancy thinking that the Beast is something you could hunt and kill..."

A grim chuckle as he ripped a petal from the blossom.

"Fire, Malacoda, her weakness is fire. That is why Asmodean cannot beat her himself. It is fire."

His fingers tore at the petal with such force that it ripped the entire blossom asunder.

"Let it Burn."

He kept laughing as red petals rained from his fingers.