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Post by Trixie Delacour on Apr 6, 2007 13:19:53 GMT -5
Trixie appeared in front of the Zenith Hollow in a ball of smoke. She looked around and saw the usual demonic guards were standing outside of it.
"Move aside please," she said in a monotone voice. She was extremely bored of going through this routine over and over again. It was getting very tedious. Her eyes followed those of one of the guard demons as they traveled over her usual uniform of a pair of form fitting black leather pants, snug black leather midriff vest, and black leather boots. The markings of a fury adorned her arms and midriff.
She rolled her eyes and said,"Do not make me repeat myself."
"I'm sorry but we've been ordered not to let anyone through into the chamber."
"Oh please who gave those idiotic orders?"
"I'm not at liberty to say. My orders are clear and no one, not even you, is an exception to those rules," the demon said not daring to look into Trixie's eyes knowing exactly what they held.
Trixie took a step closer, her hazel eyes changing to two small deep black holes. "Excuse me?! You have 3 seconds to step aside before I leave your lifeless corspe on the floor!"
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Post by Richela Zenith on Apr 6, 2007 14:35:55 GMT -5
Richela lay down on a couch, staring blankly at the ceiling. Honestly, their Hollow was alot like a normal House, except colder, and not made out of concrete. Hearing a commotion outside, she stood up and faded there. Seeing Trixie, her friend, bickering bitterly with the guards, she stood in the shadows and watched in slight amusement. "You know, you should really listen to the guards sometimes, even though i'll allow you in if you want," she said in her normal, emotionless voice.
Trixie was never a good listen with the guards. If she wanted in, she'd complain, and the guards would resist. It was a cycle. Richela rather liked it, it was amusing to watch, really. "Or you might be the lifeless sorpse on the floor. Those guys are powerful," she said. "Well, some of them."
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Post by Trixie Delacour on Apr 6, 2007 15:06:13 GMT -5
Trixie turned around to see her friend Richela. She smirked and said,"Oh come one, you know I have a major problem with authority. Its not my fault your guards don't learn from experience."
She shrugged,"Besides, these incompetent demons don't have the guts to use their powers against me. Do you?" she asked turning to the guard she'd been arguing with. She looked at him with a raised eyebrow but he didn't respond. He was probably trying to figure out all of the crimes he'd committed over the years to see if Trixie knew enough about them to kill him like the other furies did.
She turned back to Richela and said,"See, they're spineless. Now are you gonna invite me in or not?"
She took one more look at the guard and patted his shoulder,"Don't worry big boy. You amuse me too much for me to dispose of you now."
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Post by Richela Zenith on Apr 6, 2007 18:51:00 GMT -5
Richela said nothing for the moment but simply waved her arm for the guard to let them in. She entered, Trixie behind her and heard the door shut behind them. She sat down in her chair. It wasn't a throne like Axelia's, but it was elaborate and comfortable. She indicated to the couch she was previously on, in case Trixie wanted to sit. "Ok Trix, don't kill Zafir please," she said, meaning her most powerful guard. "We've lost one powerful demon guarding us because of you already. You can control your power now."
She looked over to a stone stand with a light on top of it. The light wasn't bright, but it wasn't dim either. There were five of those lights in each section of their hollow. It wasn't a hollow really, they just called it that. It was more like a Chamber with more than one section to it. This section, where people entered to, had things like the couch, desks, a place to eat ect. "So what are you doing here?" Richela didn't mean to sound rude, it was just how she talked.
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Post by Trixie Delacour on Apr 6, 2007 21:48:29 GMT -5
"Just thought I'd stop by," Trixie said taking a seat. "You know see if I was left out of the loop about anything that was happening in the Underworld."
If it was one thing that Trixie hated, it was not knowing things. If she even thought she was out of the loop she was freaked. Not because she was ditzy gossip head. It was because every little bit of information could be useful in the future. Well that and she was nosy.
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Post by Richela Zenith on Apr 6, 2007 21:58:44 GMT -5
"Nothing much, just the stuff you must know," replied Richela, playing with a long, wavy piece of her brunette hair. "But I heard the Halliwells have been kind of...vulnerable, lately. Paige Halliwell, the youngest, isn't home or with her family much because of her precious Magic School," said Richela, saying the Magic School part in a light, fake-dreamy voice. She hated Magic School, as Trixie did, with a passion. Anyone going there was strong rivals with them.
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Post by Trixie Delacour on Apr 6, 2007 22:17:28 GMT -5
"Really?" Trixie asked intrigued. Anytime that the Halliwells were vulnerable was a good thing and big new in the Underworld. "Paige might just have done something in evils favor without even knowing it."
She laid back and said,"Any word the Source is going to use this to his advantage?"
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Post by Richela Zenith on Apr 7, 2007 12:03:44 GMT -5
"No idea. I try not to talk to him too much," Richela replied, crossing her legs and making herself comfortable. "Axelia's been getting annoyed at him lately," she added. Pushing her long, silky waves behind her ears, Richela looked down at the stone floor. "Why? Do you think you could attack them? That manor is full of Halliwells, it won't be so easy."
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Post by Trixie Delacour on Apr 7, 2007 19:49:13 GMT -5
"No telling. No demon has successfully taken them on, not even the Source himself," Trixie said shrugging. Trixie didn't comment on Axelia becuase she knew that Richela knew how she felt about her. Trixie couldn't stand her at all.
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Post by Phoebe Halliwell on Apr 7, 2007 21:19:23 GMT -5
((Richela and Axelia are friends))
"Well I'm a Charmed one. Maybe I can corner one of them," she shrugged. "But just one. I can't take on two, no way." She looked up from the stone floor, which unlike some chambers wasn't rough but smooth, like a concrete floor, and had a very slight patter weaving though it. "Axelia's good at fighting them. I might take her with me."
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Post by Trixie Delacour on Apr 7, 2007 21:29:26 GMT -5
(Oh I know I meant that my person doesn't like Axelia) Trixie nodded. "Yeah you two could probably take two of them on," she said. Even though she didn't like Axelia she had to admit that she was powerful. That was probably the main reason that Trixie didn't like her. "Just make sure though you have a plan. Plus you should catch them when they're weakest."
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Post by Richela Zenith on Apr 7, 2007 23:44:18 GMT -5
(OH ok lol)
"Them? Oh, their won't be a them, just one of them. There isn't a way to destroy all three of them yet. The only successful way right not to destroy the power of three, is to hurt them first, let them know we're a threat. They'll be ready for an attack on all three of them but they won't expect an attact on one of them- well they might, but they won't be as prepared for that," she explained.
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Post by Paige Matthews-Mitchell on Apr 8, 2007 0:01:02 GMT -5
"At least you know that. I hope that you also know that it'll have to be when their seperated or when everyone else is distracted. I hate when univited people to come to the party," Trixie said smirking and shaking her head. She pulled all her hair back with her hand and then pulled it to one shoulder before running her fingers through her hair again.
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Post by Richela Zenith on Apr 8, 2007 18:34:21 GMT -5
"Obviously, that's what I just said," said Richela, looking at Trixie as if she had lost her mind. Honestly, sometimes evil could be so slow on picking up on things. She watched Trixie playing with her hair and immeadiately dropped her own hand to her side. She had to quit that habit.
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Post by Trixie Delacour on Apr 8, 2007 19:58:36 GMT -5
"Don't give me that look Richela I'm just making sure the concept is understood," Trixie said rolling her eyes. She knew she was very difficult to deal with. Her mother told her that fact over and over again. She said it so much that Trixie just tuned her out most of the time.
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