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Tweak says, "You just lost the game."

Jareth (goblin_king) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-03-22 20:29:00

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armand, arrival, caspian, cathal, cimorene, claudia, complete, day four, edward cullen, faith lehane, gabrielle, giselle, hermione granger, ianto jones, jack harkness, jareth, juniper golding, legolas greenleaf, mercy thompson, ned the piemaker, nymphadora tonks, olive snook, pandora, robin of locksley, rose tyler, sarah williams, schuldig, severus snape, tara maclay, the doctor, willow rosenberg, xena, yaten kou, yuna

Who: Jareth and everyone!
When: Day Four, evening
What: The King 'invites' everyone to his masque...
Where: Jareth's castle
Rating: Anywhere from G to R, I suppose
Status: Complete

It had been raining earlier in the day, but it had cleared up a short time ago. Jareth looked out the window of his massive ballroom, empty for now, and felt a little bit disoriented by the fact that the Labyrinth had just disappeared. Of course, he'd made it happen, but it had been a long time since he'd felt so exposed. But he couldn't very well have people needing to wander through the Labyrinth, could he? And the two who had been running it had been transported to the castle already, and he knew from the screams of rage that they were being dressed at this very moment.

The king smiled and turned away from the window, checking out his ballroom. It was quite spectacular, with a large orchestra pit, many snack tables, and, of course, lots of empty space for dancing. This, he figured, would be a night to remember. He snapped his fingers and peered into the crystal that appeared there, scrying on each and every person he'd brought to the Underground. Some, he knew wouldn't come on their own, and he sent crystals floating out to ensare them. Of course, some might just be strong enough to resist that pull, so he had goblins standing by to bring others in. Whether willing or not, everyone would be attending, he'd seen to that.

Dressed in his finery, with an evil looking mask in the guise of a leering demon, he walked over to his throne. Draping himself casually over it, he waited. People would be arriving anytime, now. He didn't fool himself for a moment that some wouldn't take this chance to attack him, which was why he wasn't precisely there. Anyone who tried to attack him, he knew, would find their useless effort wasted against what was no more than a projected image.

He gestured, and a goblin slave brought him a glass of wine. This, he was convinced, was going to be a night to remember.

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rosewillow
2009-03-27 01:57 am UTC (link)

Willow closed her eyes and took in the moment as well as the sent of the other woman, there was something inside of her that was screaming at her now telling her that this was in fact real, that she had been reconnected with Tara, how and why was something they would have to figure out at another time. Right now the only thing she could think of was how much she had loved and missed Tara, she also wished she could have stopped her death from happening in the first place, but as Willow had thought was a dream Tara had no memory of this, what was going on? Her thoughts were hushed by the more feathery kisses, sending her thoughts back to the morning she had seen the other last, it was such a fairytale but a new more modern one, things were changing with the times and so were they. But everything had faded to black with the deafening sound of the gun shot which had stolen Tara from her.

Thoughts broken by Tara's alarm she spun around and got a quick look at the monster, a gasp escaped her red lips before she uttered a protection spell out loud, she kept a hold of Tara's hand then backed up to follow where she had been pulled. Losing her footing Willow tripped and bumped into a wall, instead of hitting it however parts of her body passed through the not so solid brick allowing her to pass through it completely. As she fell she had taken Tara with her both tumbling to the ground with one falling on top of the other. Willow couldn't help but let out a laugh as she had landed on top of her lover. Looking down at the blode pinned under her body she couldn't help but smile. “Leave it to us to find the secret hide-y spot.”

She couldn't remember the last time she felt Tara's body under her, could feel the heart of the other pound strong, she could feel the heave of the other's chest. There was so much life pouring through the other it was starting to peak her arousal. Willow looked down into blue eyes and brought her hand to clasp her fingers with Tara's. “Tara.” She whispered. “What, whatever happened, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I didn't listen to you when I should have. This might not make any sense to you but I've had the help you thought I needed and am in control of my magic, no more darkness... I just can't lose you anymore.” The look on her face spoke true of her words. Being alone in some odd room filled with armor and strange paintings amongst the walls was a help.

Willow ran her fingers against Tara's cheek caressing them before she placed her mouth against Tara's for a hot kiss, it had been so long since she was filled with the taste of her girlfriend she made the kiss heavy with need. She only pulled back long enough to utter a few words. “I love you Tara, always, with every part of my heart, just do.” She couldn't help it, the words needed to be said and as uncomfortable as the floor had been she would stay there with Tara forever if it meant she was with her again.

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