((*pol look over at the bunney* read the post before hand hunney *she pats her on the head*))

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

*belth takes the dress from the bathroom and folds it eginently into a bow with tracing paper or whatever they use in shops and puts the lid on it so as to keep it safe, he places it on top of the wardrobe and uses the reaver blade to put an anaphalactic shock cgarm on it so that any one who touches it will have a anaphalactic shock (naturally)*

there, no no-one is ruining that dress, not even me, i'll give the sword to pol so that only she can can unlock this charm, yeah, that's what i'll do

*he walks downstairs looking for pol*

*polgara sudenly appears infront of belth*
who ya looking for??
*she then walks down to the bar and gets he self a drink. when she has one she sits on the ba with her legs out infront of her. she tilts her head at belth*
you wont anything?
[this being in one of the draker parts of the bar so only belth and pol can see just for the hell of it cos i cant be asked to deal with the other 2]

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

*belth sits on the bars edge so that his legs are still on the floor and puts the blade next to him*

i've placed your dress in a box on top of your wardrobe and placed an anaphaleptic shock charm around it, the only thing that can go and open the charm so you can get the dress is....

*picking up the blade and pulling it in front of him*

....this, i'm going to let you have it. therefore if you have the sword then you have control, if this is alright with you then i'm alright with it aswell

*he holds out the blade waiting for pol to take it and gain control of it's power, since pol is a LOT stronger than belth then she wont have as much trouble gaining control over its powers*

*polgara looks down at the one thing that in someways she hated the most. for it was the thing that changed Belth so much that she kill herself over it*
Pol: urm... ok...
*she ake hold of it by the handle. as soo as she takes hold of it she finds a power in it that is the most evil she had come up aganst for meany a long and dusty year*
((to be finished soon i NEED sleep BAD!!!))

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

((hmmm))
((so where was i.... a dusty long year that was the one))

*...meany a long and dusty year. part of her [the older part] told her not to hold it anylonger. she keept hold of it, when the part of herself was scraming at her to put it down she when and put it in the place with the other swords. stangle the lightning sword started to spick sparks as she placed it in with them. the darker of her swords started to glow in it's blackness. she then walked back over to Belth and sat down as she was before*
how do you handed all that evil in the one vent?

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

it isn't so much as control but will, you have to know your in charge of it, not just think

*he wonders over to the sword and it glows a red auror*

you see, this means it no longer knows me and if i took hold of it then it do to me as it did too you. now if you'll please come here

*pol walks nervously over to belth and stands next to the blade, belth takes a few steps back and the auror changes from red to blue*

now that means it recognises you, you are the new owner of the blade....for now mind you....i'm not willing for you to have total controll over the blade, if it starts too take hold of you i will relieve you of it, understand

*pol nods*

good, now that that is taken care of, i need to discuss decoration posistions, you know, what are we having, where will be hung or put, what food will you be requiring...all that business that needs to be taken care of.....so what do you wish there to be!?!?

Rick:[Sitting in the couch] So when is the wedding actually going to take place?

Darkness: I have no idea.

Petria:[popping up behind the couch, cat ears wiggling] What? You invite us to a wedding and don't even know the date?

Darkness: Yup......[points at the ears] and could you please take those off.

Petria: Nnnyyyyaaaaaaaa...

Darkness:[to rick] She suck into the sugar stash again right?

Rick:[scratching his hair] bingo. [stands up] Oh well, I guess there's only one thing to do. [goes into another room]

Darkness:[Getting feeling of impending doom]...What?

Rick:[Comes out with some suitcases] Go live with ya untill the wedding.

Darkness: WWHHAAATTTT?

Aladar:[sipping off his beer, thinking] Well this should prove interesting.

Rick: Well you said you lived at a Tavern, there must be lots of rooms.

Darkness: Well sure, but...

Petria:[jumping happily up and down behind him] yyyaaaaaayyyyy we're going to go live with my little Runie again. [Getting extremly evil stare from Darkness, hides behind couch, just sticking head out showing big teary eyes] nnyyyyaaaaaa....

Darkness:[hangs his head]*sigh* Well I guess there's no way around it yet.

Petria:YYYAAAYYYYYYY

Darkness: But only if you take those things off and calm down.

[His mother now suddenly stands without ears or tail, very formally dressed in a long white dress, with a black dragon running up around it.]

Darkness: Better.....aladar stop drooling all over the floor.

Rick: Let's just go.

Darkness: Indeed.

*a tuny mist of grey smoke of a camp fire lingures in the distance*

*looking at petria, drooling*

hey dude u think im drooling over your mom hell no im drooling over the dragon on her clothes you should at least know that by now damn

[Gives Aladar a "Yeah......right....." glare.]

*shooting across the desert tro clan of warriors*

Warrior 1: i hope he doesen't find out

Warrior 3: he wont as long as he kepps his nose clean

Warrior 2: and if he tries to att...

Warrior 3: ...hge wont, trust me, this'll work, just like it did seven hundred years ago....

Warrior 1+2+3: muahahahahahaha

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*meanwhile in the tavern*

Belth: come on it can't be that hard can it to choose some decorations and to decide what food were having, ohhh i know why don't we.......

*continues whipering in pols ear*

*polgara looks at belth when he has finished wisphering to her*

1. why are you whispering to me.... 2. we are in one of the rooms up stairs.... 3. i told ya that you could do what ya wonted to do.... 4. why are you whispering to me???
*she then walks out of the room and into hers, with belth following like i lost puppy*

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What eternal hand of eye, what limitless imagination, could concieve the pangs of immortal life? An eternity of broken dreams. A place where once I died. what divine-concieved design, could match a mortal life? A wry and rapt mortality. A life played out in sounds, of weeping, screaming sighs. Is this when the night comes down? The Shadow in us all, that ebbs and flows with ignorance...

*grabs her leg*

i'm so so so sorry, but i just wont this to be perfect for you, i want it to be my gift to you aswell as the wolf

*lets go of her leg and stands up*

come on it's your wedding, give me an idea on what ya want...

[Suddenly the sound of a warpgate opening can be heard.]

Pol:[turns and hauls out the room, knócking Belth over] YAY Darkness is back.

[But as she reaches the bar she is greeted with the sight of a very tall hansome and muscular man, wearing a war Armor and a big sword at his side and a very attractive young woman by his side in a White dress with a black dragon running up around it.

Rick: Hello there young lady, we arelooking for the owner of this here Tavern, I believe her name is Polgara.

Pol: Uuuhhh that would be me.

*OMEGA TACKLE HUG*

Petria:[now hugging Pol VERY tightly] omgmydaughterinlawissobeautifuli'msohappy.

Pol:[pained voice] Back...cracking.....lungs...failing...

Rick:[Lifts Petria off] Petria, stop it our killing our daughter in law.

Petria:[sitting behind Rick with downhearted cat ears and tail] nnnnnuuuuuu..I'm sowwy...T_T

Rick:[helping Pol back up] You must excuse my wife, she's a little hyper, I am Rickalon, just call me Rick, this is my wife Petria [little cat paw wink from Petria, from behind Rick] We're Darkness' parents.