(think so....)

Kimi sighed and sat at the table, burying her head in her hands.

"Indeed... she takes her assignments very seriously, that is one aspect of her that is admirable."
He turned to the door and began to walk toward it.
"I must return to my clan for a brief period, they will fear fro me if I take too long to check in. Since this evening was a failure of sorts, I shall tell those in the area to keep an eye out for anything suspicious."
He walked through the chamber door and continued down the hallway as the doors closed behind him.

(think he's already gone...lol)
Dominique shrugged and walked toward the kitchen door.
"Do whatever you wish, just do not interfere with me or my work."

"Fine, p;ease use it." She glanced at the vampire behind her, "You will go with her or stay?"

Dominique sneered back but averted her gaze quickly and nodded.
"I do have a better sense, than even many of our kind."

"Not at all your majesty..." Lareth said calmly. "My daughter was just volunteering her excelent skills of tracking to assist you in your search..." He glared at Dominique. "In any way."

Kimi shifted back and with an royal air strode into the room, "Am I interupting?"

"Hold your tongue bitch!" Lareth spat. "You will learn your place as my daughter and as my subordinate. The only time you have the right to speak against me is when you have my heart in your hand!"
Lareth turned and walked to the door. He stopped and turned back to Dominique.
"...And that day is nowhere near, but since you are so interested in my quest here... do some snooping around... see if you can find something that the felines could not."

"Because it concerns the fate of us all," she replied sharply. "Do not think that no one cares for your ideals... reguardless of whether or not we share the same. You are our heir, thus you decide the rise or fall of your people. I just wonder if you will be the rise or fall..."

"When the world spits on my dead and decayed corpse..." Lareth said with a scowl.
He turned to her and gave her a cold stare.
"How many times must I tell you to stop following me? My mission is not your concern. You do not even share the same ideals as me... why are you so interested in what I do?"

"Long enough to know that something is not right about this whole thing..." Dominique said, falling from the ceiling.
"You are sure that you wish an alliance with these people? You are too trusting sometimes... and yet you have seen more facism and abhorable sights than anyone of our kind could possibly imagine. Yet you still continue your quest for world peace. When will you realize that the world cannot be at peace?"

Lareth shook his head slowly and smiled.
"Cats... always the fiesty ones they are..."
He stood up and glanced slightly off to the side.
"Dominique... how long have you been listening to our conversation?"

<<anyone on?>>

Traegor thought over those words for a moment and nodded.
"It will be some time before I will trust any of your kind... but I will contemplate your words." He smiled and lifted the cook off of the ground.
"Perhaps we have something to learn from each other after all..."
He walked out into the hall with the man and dissapeared into the winding corridors.

"Do you believe we Lycans are so without honor? Here I am at your doorstep after centuries of conflict between our races, and you, having barely finished your first few decades are questioning my intentions? It seems like you have much to learn, young captain... yet there are so few of your kind that live even a half of the time we do, even though they have all those superstiotions and rumors of nine lives. I hardly see any use for more than one. I have lived through five mistresses, three of which have been taken by the wars that have plagued our two races, and have never sired even one heir. Yet your queen, in her few years has already sired a strong and confident daughter whom I believe will be the turning point of your kingdom. thus I have no reason to trust you or even appreciate your kind for who they are. They are those that resent our very existance because we are their rivals in everything. but I do not believe we have to be enemies. you have lived through hell young captain. But do tell me... how many loved ones have you lost? How many have you seen mercilessly butchered before your very eyes and you were helpless to do anything? How many were you able to save? I envy you, I envy your entire race. for i have lived your lives several times over. Have suffered several times more, and here I stand seeking friendship with you. I have placed my weapons on the ground before you... I have laid bare my self before you and leave myself vulnerable. Yet I am not to be trusted. How much must I do to prove to you that I am not your enemy?"

<<hey guys i g2g>>

Traegor scowled and gave Lareth a sour look.
"If I find out that you are lying and had ANYTHING to do with this, it will be several years before you wake up at all..."

<<anyone on?>>

Lareth sighed and shook his head as the cook went unconscious.
"He is in a state of shock," he said. "It may be a couple of days before he wakes up in his right mind..."

"Nope."he said with a griin